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[my-name-is-nooobody]

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[shuenkio]

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Fireworks 🎇

The day everyone all around the world, will be celebrating together to the new year eve, with their love one, their friends, their relative. However, every new year eve you're take part in, even though you're always been with your family every year, you're always wish you have someone to look at the fireworks together, snuggle and hug tight as the fireworks perform in the night sky.

But it was just a dream, loneliness always been with you through out the years, they embrace you through thick and thin, through your hardest time because you never seek your love one, you always thought that the right person will come to you, one day it'll be miraculously appear in your life until it's get longer and longer. In the end it's Nothing, how can you get a lover one when you're always in your comfort zone?

You shrugged it off, accept the fate that nobody want you, who's just a boy who like the same gender or should we say, homosexual. Nobody would want you because once you said hi to them, they'll automatically gone like the wind. That's what you thought everytime you crave for love.

Little did you know, there's a boy that always got an eye on you. He's so good at hiding himself, his feeling that even tho you has an eagle eyes you never notice hos shadow before.

Luckily, today most of your classmates and your school's students coming to the place where they will shooting fireworks! Countdown obviously. It's almost midnight now and it's getting crowd every second. You prefer you like to stay and watch the fireworks by yourself as you always have been doing every year.

Suddenly, while you sitting on the bench nearby, someone just took a sit beside you.

You stay frozen, you know he's from your school and you don't wanna make him feel bad, if you walk alway he'd definitely feel bad but if you stay longer maybe you don't seem like you're uncomfortable?

You toss yourself a bit to the side of the bench to keep the distance, however as you moving, he's also moving too. What is wrong with him? You thought, low-key shy and anxious. When you moving even further, he won't stop instead he keep moving his body until his skin pressed against you.

E-excuse me! Why did you do that? You said, question him. He turn toward you, face to face, staring at you for a bit before open his mouth to reply.

Someone doing that to me too! Said in a low tone, point his finger at his back, it's indeed people come in sit on this bench too. you thought to yourself, almost cursing so you decided to leave because the atmosphere getting thicker and hot because of how coward people are and the embarrassed moment here.

You're about to stand up and find another place to chill at, when a big strong hand grip yours. Where are you going? He said, with his blank face, why did he asked you that when you guy are not even friend?

You frown your eyebrows before reply.

Find somewhere else? You said. But why? You could've just stay here with me! He reply back, his eyes telling you to stay.

Wait a min bro, are we even friends before or perhaps talk to each other? Another question left your mouth, wanted to confirm, did you forget or he's just a random dude?. That didn't matter, i want you to stay with me. His words make you goosebumps, aren't no man said to you like this.

I-uh what do you- before you could react, he intertwined through your finger and hold you tight before lead you to somewhere less crowd and be able to watch the fireworks together.

Your mind went blank after he hold your hand, you couldn't do anything, just let him be.some parts of you, screaming that you should go with him and some screaming don't. But at the moment you know his intention is no harm,you feel it,Or he's probably missed the wrong person? You thought, let him take you to whatever it is. Until both you reach to somewhere less people and a good place to watch the fireworks.

Let's settle here shall we?, he said as his hand still clinging to yours, it look like he don't have any plan to let it go.

Um, uh you're still holding my hand? I'm not sure i know you but i can tell i never saw you, before... You said, itching your head.

You thought your words would make him feel bad but instead he feel happy.

I'm glad you don't know me, so i can admired you from afar, peacefully. His word came out, it's like a dream, that you wanted to stay sleeping forever.

Wh-what? Are you sure you did not get the wrong person? If you looking for a girl which i assume,your crush, you're probably wrong, I'm a guy like you. You speak, waiting for his answer. Not at all, M/N I'm 100% sure, you are my crush. You feel numb at the spot, unable to move, unable to do anything, your world seem to stop working and focus on his handsome face, who's smiling at you, try to make eyes contact with you. Even worse, he know your Name.

But- How?, you reply, stuttering so bad you almost can't spell words. When you've a crush on someone, you've to know about them, isn't it? Oh this is your diary book, i saw you dropped at the locker, I can't help but to look at it, sorry if that's make you comfortable. He pause,give you back your lost dairy boom,before continue. I always feel the same as you, hopeless in love, nobody would want be with me because I'm the same way as you who like boys. But that's not the case, i like the way you walk, the way you talk, your gentle gesture, even when we've never make a conversation before but i feel like my world turn pink whenever i look at you. So... Today I'm gonna make my first move. He explained, all his feeling and thought toward you, pouring down to your brain as you blinking none stop, heart beating so fast like a truck spinning wheel.

When he see you stunned like this, he won't be waiting any longer before lean closer to you, lower his face down to your face before press his kissable lip to yours.

I like you, M/N. Boom! A burst of flame light up the whole city once the clocks stroke 12, The head exploded within an infinitesimal fraction of a second with a garish display of intense colors. Under the beautiful vibrant sky, your first new year eve ended with someone who you always wish for. Your secret admirer! Park Sunghoon.

🗣️ please mind my English! This is my first time writing here ><

🎧 Katy Perry - "fireworks"

[xx-lemon-drop-xx]

Warnings: Degradation, hair pulling, orgasm denial, gn reader (afab terms), ooc Poseidon (Because my writing sucks-)

Request: No. 

Words: 587

⚝⭒ Faithfully Disloyal ⭒⚝

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"You're a whore." 

The tone of Poseidon's voice hadn't changed- It was monotone, and dead serious. Yet his hands proved differently, sliding up the curve of your hips, so slow it was almost teasingly. A shudder ran up your spine, eyes willing to close under his touch. For such rough calloused hands they were gentle against your skin. 

For now. 

"Yes, my Lord." 

You agreed to his statement, not a moment of hesitation separating your words. 

"Only for you." 

Silence enveloped the throne room, perhaps you weren't worthy enough to hear anything else. The soft silk robe slid further from your body, falling from your shoulder. Warm breath fanned over the newly exposed skin, before the teasing tingle of his teeth scraping against your skin was felt, body buzzing simply from the smallest sensation. 

One mark turned into two turned into three before he was shoving the rest of the robe to the ground, naked body on display for your god. 

Warm fingertips brushed across your perked nipples, before he decided to pinch one of them and pull, blue eyes watching the way your own closed and the reddening of your cheeks. The hitching of your breath had him huffing, his other hand grabbing your ass and pulling you down onto his lap. 

"Your such a worthless slut," 

He paused, eyes flicking up to the closed doors of his throne room, fingers still messing with your nipples. 

"Presenting yourself to me in such a way in my throne room. It's as if you wanted to get caught by one of my servants. Or, one of my brothers. Was that your plan?" 

The hitched whine when he let go of your nipples had you squirming in his lap. 

"Answer me." 

His hand tangled into your hair, pulling your head back roughly. 

"N-No my Lord!"

"Mph… I find that hard to believe." 

Nevertheless, he continued his activities, hands roaming your body invitingly, though he never dared to go to the place you yearned for him most. The muddled mess of your core stained his pants, drooling on him. 

"P-Please..~!" 

"Please what? You need to speak up like the whore you are if you want anything else from me." 

"I-... Your fingers my lord please!" 

Satisfied enough with your answer the tips of his fingers massaged your weeping slit, disappearing into your folds and spreading around the slick drooled welcomely onto his fingers. 

"You're so messy." 

He'd muttered, thumb finding its Rhythm working your puffy clit whilst he'd pressed two fingers into your cunt. Your walls twitched and fluttered around his fingers welcomingly, a moan falling from your lips. 

Letting your head fall back your hips twitched and bucked along to his movements, rolling and rocking desperately. He allowed this movement, seeing you were so eager it was only fair you please him after. Scissoring his fingers, Poseidon curved them around until he'd successfully located that spongy spot that had you writhing. 

The knot coiling in your stomach had you shaking, head a buzz and pretty lips falling open to cry out his name. 

And then, he stopped. 

Poseidon laughed cruelly at the look on your face, pulling out his fingers from your sopping entrance and pressing them into your mouth, muddling your pleas to continue. 

"Did you really think I would let you cum before me? I am your god. Not the other way around. Now, get down on your knees, whore." 

[alleycat-arcade]

Game Start! The Seven Lords: Icicle Flowers

@rayanicaraynbow asked: Heyo! Could get headcanons+fic for the Demon Bros with a MC who's reserved and kinda cold with no signs of warming up to any of them (MC is still respectful but not really friendly) but then something happens between a bro and MC and they're suddenly more friendly with that brother, but still kinda hesitant with the rest. When asked about it MC brings up how they aren't used to actual kindness, so instead of risking getting hurt again they just distance themself. Have a great day/night/etc. :)

Alrighty! The cabinet is all fixed up for ya' and ready to go! Have fun and you're welcome to bring any tickets you win up to the prize exchange counter.

(Apologies for the delay! I got really stumped at a part and it took me s few goodnight sleeps and a few different rough drafts to figure out exactly how I wanted it to be while also fitting the request and being the most polished version I could produce. I do hope you enjoy it though! Split this into two parts cause it got a bit long lol, part 2 will be out tomorrow. Also let me know if you'd prefer it in 3rd person instead of 1st person!)

Frostbitten Sugar (Part 1) (Obey Me! Older Brothers x Gn! Mc/Reader)

Content Warnings: Hurt/Comfort for the first two, Sickfic and Hurt/Comfort for the third. Minor injuries, knife usage, and threats on one's life in the second.

⚝──⭒─⭑─⭒──⚝

Lucifer:

Lucifer understood your apprehension towards just about anyone and everyone in the Devildom. You'd just been picked up and dropped in a different realm out of nowhere, regardless of any previous attachments and business in the Human World.

He was at least thankful that you were respectful. He didn't have to worry about you getting into trouble, unless you were dragged into it, and you kept up your grades decently enough that he didn't bother you about them. Besides on the occasion that he'd encourage you to ask Satan for tutoring if you were beginning to fall behind in a subject.

When needed he'd ask about your day and how you're doing in the Devildom for his reports to Diavolo. If his own pride and ego weren't the size of the Sistine Chapel, he might have been offended by the somber tone of voice you used. Even if you had complained about something, he'd likely downplay it in his own mind and either write a watered down version or not write it at all.

If you ate with the rest of the house during meals, he'd often find his eyes drifting towards you and studying your movements and expressions. If you instead ate in a different area or your bedroom, an unfamiliar sense of worry would occasionally flare up but quickly be doused down. When Lucifer would find himself thinking of you, he'd simply tell himself that he was worried for the success of the Exchange Program and not you yourself.

It was rather obvious that the eldest brother really didn't have too many intentions on warming up to you either, but even with your rather chilly exterior you managed to worm your way into the hearts of his brothers and his own.

And thus a small whisper of desire invaded his mind. One that begged him to draw closer, to melt the ice that incased your being. Not for his own sake, but yours. Perhaps as a way of repayment for making his brothers feel comfortable around each other.

The bitter cold nipped at your damp skin as you stood on the porch of the House of Lamentation. An unusual rainstorm had started halfway through your walk home from RAD, followed by a drastic drop in temperature. As you stood there shivering in the cold, you muttered vague curses under your breath at the Devildom's extreme weather conditions. While many places in the Human World could have similar events occur, they were never to the extremes found down below. You groaned as you sent a message to the Residential Group Chat, choosing to slump down on the steps and curl up to conserve your warmth while you waited for someone to let you in. Usually, Mammon or one of the other brothers would have walked home with you, as they had keys to HoL. Yet it seems you'd picked the worse day to try and head home early to get a head-start on studying for a test.

Your chattering teeth and pulsating heart sounded loudly in your ears, or rather in your head, distracting you from hearing the sound of the door opening behind you. The feeling of a coat being rested on your shoulders was what made you aware of someone's presence behind you. Looking up your eyes met one that were a mix of onyx and scarlet, an unknown emotion swirling in them. "Come inside quickly. You'll catch a cold out here like that." Wordlessly, you nodded and began to stand. You legs had grown shaky from the cold chills that attacked your body, to a point you were worried you might've toppled over if not for the strong arms that enveloped you at the slightest dip in your balance. "Careful there. Here, lean against me. I'll take you inside to warm up." If you hadn't been feeling so tired and weakened by the cold, you may have resisted him or at least said something back. But you allowed yourself to be lead inside, whilst the eldest grabbed your bag and held you close to his side.

No words were exchanged after you entered the house. It was oddly quiet, to the point of which you couldn't even hear the "bleep bloop" music of Leviathan's games through his door as you passed by. The most noise you had made as Lucifer lead you along were a few confused murmurs. Once when he went straight past your bedroom and a second time when he paused in front of his own and began to unlock the door. He ignored any complaints if you had any and lead you inside and towards the fireplace in his bedroom.

After sitting you down in the chair nearest to the fire, he quickly put away the chess set he always had sitting there. "I'll be right back. Stay there." And with that, he briskly walked away. He returned not too long after with a set of clothing in his arms, ones selected in a manner that made it obvious he was trying to find the warmest set of clothes that you had. Especially since they were a pair of your pajamas. He'd also brought one of the towels from Asmo's bathroom, based on the embroidery.

"I brought some dry clothes for you to change into. I'll make you something to warm up, and perhaps we could chat for a moment?" Lucifer waited for your response, and you couldn't help but notice they way the corners of his lips twitched upwards momentarily as you accepted his offer. He'd returned with the set of tea not too long after you'd gotten out of your wet clothing and into the warm pajamas. "Sorry about getting your coat soaked." You apologized as he laid the tea out in front of you. Once again, the same look he'd given you on the porch crossed his features, only to disappear as he coughed and began to pour you a cup. "There is no need to apologize for that. My coat will dry far faster than it would take for you to get over a cold, and I do not wish to see you ill."

As the two of you spoke idly, you began to feel yourself more and more relaxed in his presence. The idle chatter soon turned to something more heartfelt when you'd asked him if he'd truly meant his actions, but quickly turned back into casual talking after Lucifer affirmed the meaning behind his actions. It was clear that any form of pressing on the topic made you uncomfortable, and he'd rather not undo the leaps of progress he'd just made with you.

Once you were done talking, he allowed you to rest on his bed if you'd liked since it was quite warm from the fireplace. You did get a very good night's sleep after that, but you could've sworn you heard something yipe like a dog in the middle of the night from somewhere in the house. Oh well, maybe you would ask Mammon when you saw him the next day.

After that night, a change in your demeanor towards the eldest had begun to awaken. It was not a sudden or rapid change, like if you were to be clung to the Avatar of Pride's side the morning after. Rather, it was a slow and steady change that took a little while to register with him.

Your voice grew gentler, your body less stiff, and your demeanor less icy. The drastic change had finally set in one night in the library, as he heard you laugh for the first time, and at one of his corny attempts at a joke no less.

He'd only decided to ask you about it after his brothers had begun to complain about it one day while you were in a private meeting with Diavolo. Lucifer couldn't deny the swell in both his pride and heart after hearing he was the only one you behaved this way around, but he'd begun to see you as family. And therefore, he wanted you to get along with the rest of his.

Your response was quite shocking to him to be honest, especially with coming to know the innermost version of yourself as of recent. Similar situations had happened many times in the Devildom before, but he couldn't really understand how people could come to harm you in such a way that had froze over your heart.

If you allow him, he pulls you into a close embrace after shifting into his demon form. His arms hold you tight to his chest whilst he rests his head atop yours and speaks whatever reassurances and kind words come to mind. All the while he surrounds you with his strong wings. "No harm shall ever come to you. I will ensure it."

He doesn't shove you into warming up to his brothers, settling to give you and his brothers in the right direction. After all, you cannot simply toss someone who doesn't know how to swim into a whirlpool and expect them not to drown.

The warmth in his heart seeing you smile and laugh with his brothers made all of his efforts worth while.

Mammon:

Mammon didn't exactly like you when you'd first met. In his eyes, you were almost like a second Lucifer, albeit far weaker. He'd definitely made that clear to you as well, through his spew of insults and consistent complaining about being your guardian.

Even with all his harsh words, you'd not once shown resistance or complained yourself. You'd taken the barrage and simply shrugged it off or nodded. At first, he'd seen this as another thing to hate about you. But now, as he tried to figure out just why a simple human made his heart beat out of order, your actions cloaked his heart in sadness.

You'd always shown him kindness, despite your icy exterior. Never throwing any insults his way, or playing any cruel pranks like his siblings tended to do from time to time. His face would heat up as he recalled the night you'd helped him with a subject he was struggling in, never once calling him stupid or making fun of his impulsive mannerisms.

The way the Avatar of Greed had become practically cemented to your side after your pact had surprised not only you and his brother, but also himself. Having a meal with his brothers? He's seated to your right and stealthily scooting closer. Want to stay in your room instead? He'll bar the door and bring everything he can carry in his arms before Beel finds out. It was near impossible to go anywhere without him as your accomplice, unless you explicitly asked for him to leave you alone.

He felt indebted to you. As if he needed to be beside you, to extend his own warmth to you in hopes you may let him in. He may have formed a pact with you, but he could feel that you were hiding something much softer underneath your harsh outer shell.

Perhaps he felt like that because, in a way, you reminded him of himself.

Mammon was close to pulling his hair out as he frantically rushed through the streets of the Devildom. He'd lost you in a large crowd due to his poor choices, and by the time he'd turned back to you to secretly show you the lesser demon's wallet he'd snatched you were gone. The pure panic and adrenaline coursing through his veins caused him to unconsciously shift into his demon form, but to his benefit it did increase his speed and make the lesser demons clear the way for him.

If Mammon had been a human, he'd likely have not found you at all that night. Or at least not found you before it was too late. The scent of blood struck his nose like a bullet train, one he recognized in a heartbeat. The same scent he'd caught a whiff of the other day when you had gotten a papercut on a textbook. With how much time he usually spent in the Human World from his debts, it would be strange for the Avatar of Greed to not recognize the smell of human blood.

The golden pact mark on your flesh flared with a brilliant glow as heavy footsteps entered the alleyway. In the darkness you could faintly see a tall, humanoid shape, with very specific demonic features. Your eyes easily recognized the figure that was rapidly approaching, but your voice failed to break through the thick glove of your captor as you called out his name. It seemed that the demon who had grabbed you recognized him as well, seeing as he'd pulled out a weapon the second he'd locked eyes with the second eldest of the Demon Brothers. Rather than threatening him with it though, he inside took the far easier route and held it close to your neck.

"Not one step closer or the Human gets it!" Mammon halted in his tracks at your captor's words, a look of anger across his face that you had never seen before. "Let Mc go, damn it!" He snarled, the wings on his back twitching as he held himself back from trying to rip the other demon's throat out. You could see your attacker pause, clearly thinking about something deeply before a smirk crossed his features. "Oh, I'll let them go. But only for a hundred thousand Grimm." You could hear Mammon suck in a breath, eyebrows deeply furrowed as he tried to stare holes through the demon holding you hostage. Nervously, you shut your eyes and waited for the worst. Did Mammon even have that much money on him at the moment? And even if he did, would Mammon give up that large of a sum for you?

Your doubts were shattered as the sound of coins rattling together forced your eyes to look once more. The coin purse you'd usually seen Mammon carry around most days had been haphazardly tossed forward, its owner now standing impatiently and staring at your captor. "Its a hundred thousand five hundred and twenty Grimm. Count it out if you want. Now, give me my damn human." The demon holding you hostage quickly abandoned you in favor of snatching up the Grimm filled bag and fleeing. It was a shame he was too distracted to notice a small flock of crows trailing behind him as he ran off into the night.

You were swallowed up into Mammon's embrace as soon as you were free. Though you tried to apologize to him for getting lost, he simply shushed you and held you close. He didn't want to risk potentially losing you again, so he instead took you into his arms and flew you home. The perks of having wings, you guessed. Even as you passed through the front door and later his bedroom's, he refused to release you from his grip for even a moment. If he didn't have such a serious look on his face, his brothers may have teased him when he came in the door clutching onto you like you'd disappear if he let go.

Mammon only left you for a brief second to retrieve the first aid kit, but returned just as soon as he left. After all the small injuries you'd received were treated, Mammon simply held you as close as you allowed him to. The silence was nearly deafening, and if it wasn't for the way he was holding you and the sound of muffled sniffles you wouldn't have thought he was there with how unnaturally still and quiet he was. He melded back into his usual tsundere self about an hour later, but the scene of him clinging to you like his life depended on it was a permanent mark in your mind.

If you thought Mammon was cemented to your side before, hoo boy. He's not letting you leave his sight unless he can't help it. And if its bedtime, he's either making you sleep in his room or you let him into yours. You'll take the bed every time, unless you want him to share it with you.

You notice that he's also toned down is more standoffish nature quite a bit. He can still make some rather rude remarks, but the insults come off as more childish and lighthearted. He's also started trying to be more giving with you. Gift-wise and touch-wish. Mammon thinks you don't notice the gifts on your dresser or the subtle ways he'll hold you close, but you're very well aware.

As Mammon softens for you, you find yourself softening as well. The way he makes you feel safe, protected, and frankly loved roots a warmth in your heart that melts away your icy exterior little by little. Like a small flower had bloomed inside of you.

After explaining why you're so hesitant to become close with others, if you happened to mention any names there may be a mysterious string of disappearances in the Human World for a week. Not that you'd need to worry about it though.

He solemnly makes a promise to himself to give you all the care and happiness you'd been denied for however long and more.

When you first smile back at him with a real genuine smile, he thinks he must've died and returned to the Celestial Realm. The warm smile on your face floods his stomach with butterflies in a way the colder, polite smiles from the past never did.

He almost doesn't want to share this feeling with his brothers, but he knows its better for you to warm up to them as well so you feel more comfortable in the House of Lamentation and the Devildom as a whole.

Mammon tries to get you to warm up to his brothers that you've known the longest first, and gives both parties advice on how to approach each other and get to know the other better.

Perhaps he can share you with his brothers for a little while, if that means he gets to see you smile more often.

Leviathan:

Leviathan is rather neutral about you. To him you were just some Normie that was going to be living with them for a year, so he didn't intend on getting to know you too well. He would have loved it if you were into gaming and anime like him, but he struggles to understand the things you do or don't like from your chilly exterior.

Mostly you two converse during meals or over text. You don't often enter his room since he'd need to invite you in, and he doesn't make an effort too often to enter yours.

After the two of you form a pact however, a lot of his ways of thinking about you are turned on their head. He'll deny it to the moon and back, but hearing you correctly answer each TSL question during the quiz stirred up something in his chest, even if it had been rapidly shoved down by his envious rage near the end. He approaches you more often, and finds enjoyment in being around you even if you're just in the same room as him.

Levi compares you to a lot of different characters he'd seen in various anime and games, and you'd catch him muttering "kuudere" to himself when he thought you weren't paying attention.

The thing he appreciates about you the most is how kind you are with him. You respect his boundaries, accompany him to places when his brothers won't, listen to all his rants and ramblings, and you never once chastise or criticize him for who he is. At most you may offer him some advice in certain situations, but that was as far as your criticism went. Not the relentless insults and degradation that he'd give himself.

But regardless of your kindness there was still an blatant distance that you kept him at, as well as just about everyone in the Devildom. It was clear to anyone that most of your gestures were done out of politeness rather than a desire to become closer to anyone in general.

He catches himself often feeling guilty that you had helped him with his brothers and his own problems, but none of them had made an attempt to try and get you to warm up to them. Levi desperately wanted to do it himself, but the anxiety that bubbled up in his stomach made it difficult. He just needed to find the right moment, the right timing...

As the resident homebody of the the House of Lamentation, it wasn't too surprising that the duties of watching over you whilst you overcame your illness would fall on him. Mammon had tried to argue against it, but he bit his tongue once Lucifer brought up his grades. Levi did not miss the way his greedy older brother made the universal sign for "I'm watching you" as he left though. Satan had given him a copy of "How to Help Sick Humans, for Demons" before he had left with the rest of his brothers to attend RAD, and soon after the otaku was left alone with just you two in the house.

A small part of him wanted to drag you into his room so he could watch you and go about his usual activities, but he knew that his odd bathtub bed was only really comfortable to him and there was a chance you may get snot on any of his belongings he kept tucked inside. He instead settled on bringing his Demondo Switch and a few games with him, alongside the arm-full of items the guide had told him to bring you. Whatever items he couldn't find in the house he ordered through Akuzon, which arrived within seconds thanks to his membership perks.

Even though your door was cracked open, he still knocked on the door and waited for your reply. He only entered after hearing your scratchy voice say a muffled, "Come in". Leviathan couldn't help but wince at the sickly state you were in, and he was quick to set down his gathered supplies at your bedside while pulling out the guide. He had already heard your symptoms second-hand from his brothers, but you looked far worse up close. There was an intense look of fatigue on your face, and when he'd placed his fingertips on your forehead he was surprised by the high heat. You were about to chuckle as you watched him rapidly flip through the guide in his hands, but it proved to be too intense of an activity for your body to handle. Instead, you let out a noise that sounded like a dry gargle.

You hadn't expected the shy otaku to suddenly leap into action after you let out that strange noise that led into a coughing fit, dropping the guide on the floor and suddenly standing at your bedside. It was obvious he was hesitant to touch you, but he carefully held you in his arms in a way that allowed you to sit up properly. Despite the initial disgust he had towards the idea of you coughing everywhere, he found himself gently cradling you while rubbing soothing circles into your back. Nearly every part of his body and mind screamed for him to run away, mostly out of embarrassment for his own actions, he stayed rooted in place. Leviathan let go as your body slowly stilled and you ceased coughing and wheezing.

Laying upright, you watched as the demon scurried about your bedroom. Switching from checking the guide, to checking your symptoms, back to the guide, and to the pile of remedies he'd brought with him. It was kind of cute watching him worry over you so much, and you couldn't be more thankful to have him looking after you. Whereas Levi couldn't be more thankful that you were to sick to notice that you'd said that out loud or see him slip out for a moment to let out a muffled squeal in the hallway.

After he had managed to get you to eat some soup, he helped you lay down in a position that kept your head propped up. Normally he'd not let any living being lay a hand on his merchandise, but the way you snuggled into his Lord of Shadows with a sleepy expression made his heart flutter enough to fizzle out any form of regret he was feeling. He laid a cool rag on your forehead as you drew closer to sleep, slumping on the floor next to your bed with his handheld clutched tightly in his arms. Levi was quick to lower the brightness and volume so he wouldn't wake you up, but he didn't make it very far into the game before he too fell asleep. He was unsure if he had been so tired from taking care of you, or if being around you was comforting enough to fall asleep, but the last thing he remembered from before he shut his eyes was a hand carding gently through his hair.

Leviathan stayed beside you and took care of you until you were well, much to the dismay of Mammon. He did his best to make sure you didn't need to lift a finger since the guide said you were likely in a lot of muscular pain, and even offered to feed you if you weren't strong enough. Levi had practically moved into your bedroom by the time you were better, as a good handful of his gaming systems had made their way inside as soon as you were well enough to game with him. The week felt very slow for the both of you, but not the dreadful kind of slow. Rather the comfortable, lazy kind of slow that reminded you of watching sloths in nature documentaries. He felt oddly sad when he had to move his things back into his room, but when you'd offered to take care of him if he ever fell sick the sadness was replaced with the giddy tha-thump of his heart.

While Levi can be on the denser side sometimes, when you had begun to warm up to him he'd noticed within a heartbeat. The way you'd seek him out, sit closer to him, and chat openly with him about your hobbies reminded him of more anime scenes than he could count.

Leviathan nearly passed out when you'd invited him to your room to watch a movie together, and you'd spent the majority of it nestled comfortably into his side. He did pass out when you offered to let him rest his head in your lap after the movie, but it had been the feeling of your fingertips running through his hair that had made him fall asleep so quickly.

The night you'd presented him with the Henry pillow that matched the Lord of Shadows pillow he'd given you was a memory he held near and dear to his heart. He could sometimes still hear the giggle you'd let out when he'd excitedly hugged the pillow to his chest. Rest in peace Ruri-chan body pillow, you have been replaced :,( Levi only sleeps with the Henry pillow now.

He's still quite the tsundere himself, but like Mammon he tones it down a bit. He still struggles with not blushing and sputtering every time you sit close to him or, god forbid, lean against him, but he doesn't really insult you. He'll at most call you "normie", but if you make sure he knows you don't like it he'd drop it immediately. Plus, that makes room for him to start calling you "Henry" instead.

When you tell him the reasoning behind why you were so hesitant to bond with anyone, he admits to you that he can relate to your situation. He's quick to offer himself up as a shoulder to lean on whenever you need it, and asks you if you want help to become closer with his brothers. He'd be happy to keep you all to himself, but even an otaku like him knows it'd be best for you.

Rather than going for a more hands off approach, Levi prefers to be near you while you're bonding with his brothers. He wants to make sure you feel comfortable, and he knows enough about his brothers to keep conversations between you and them continuing fluidly.

He does get jealous at times when his brothers have been spending a lot of time with you, so he'll steal you away with a quick remark when it becomes hard to handle. Levi did to learn to be more careful with his words when he'd set Mammon off after calling himself "your first demon friend".

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(Edit: Thank y'all for so many notes!! You guys scared the hell outta me with how quickly some of y'all found this ;w; But I really appreciate the support! <3!!!)

[my-name-is-nooobody]

When does a ✨CABBAGE✨ become a blaze?

when does a ✨CABBAGE✨ become a monster?

loving the new saga rn

also idk if you have seen them but his yt shorts has him singing 2 parts of previous saga songs with a CARL WEEZER VOICE oml they are hilarious

just thought u should know lol

hehehe

YES the ithaca saga is SO GOOD OMG- absolutely devastated us yesterday but oh yknow skfjadlfajdslf

WHAT we have NOT seen that. hoUGHH need to go through the entire short catalogue IMMEDIATELY tysm🙏🙏

[my-name-is-nooobody]

Welcome aboard! ✨

⚝ Hello!! This is a sideblog for @yellow-computer-mouse's Epic: the Musical fictives!! :)

⚝ We're primarily endogenic, with a few willogenic headmates! We use he/him pronouns collectively, and are bodily a minor. Please follow your own DNI, and hate will be blocked.

⚝ We ask that proshippers, radqueers, exclusionists (anti-endos, anti-lesboys, etc) DNI. We're alright with anti-endos if it's just a couple headmates or if you're respectful. Just. Please be kind!!

⚝ Please treat us like our Epic interpretations, not our classic myths.

⚝ We might not follow you back if we don't have any fandom overlaps, but we most likely still consider you a mutual :3 it's a friend thing!

⚝ Headmate intros, tags, + more below cut! :)

✭⭒꙳✬ talk tag - a song of past romance ⚝

✭⭒꙳✬ ask tag - so find a place he'd never go ⚝

✭⭒꙳✬ vent tag - he's got a club ⚝

✭⭒꙳✬ reblog tag - when does a comet become a meteor ⚝

✭⭒꙳✬ art tag - this life is amazing! ⚝

✭⭒꙳✬ mutual tag - i had a friend before and he was a lot like you ⚝

✭⭒꙳✬ specific headmates posts - [name]posting

✭⭒꙳✬ save tag for each other - for [name]

⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴏᴅʏꜱꜱᴇᴜꜱ ||

pronouns - he/wife ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - co-host! ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - PENELOPE <3 <3 <3 <3

dislikes - the ithaca saga, usually (makes him very sad)

extra - i am fine with all sourcemates interacting!!! i'm a little... wary of Calypso, but i understand that you are not your source. I'll greet you with open arms, eh? :3 ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ what if i'm the monster? what if i'm in the wrong? ❜

- ⚓📜

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴀᴛʜᴇɴᴀ ||

pronouns - she/her ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - protector, most likely ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - owls, making fun of rude ppl

dislikes - unknown

extra - I ask that Zeus doesn't interact with me in particular. I just. I'm sorry gang!!! Don't like it. ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ you're a warrior meant to lead the rest!! ❜

- 🦉🛡️

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴍᴀᴄʜᴜꜱ ||

pronouns - he/him ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - idk! ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - athena, dogs

dislikes - the ithaca saga

extra - uh i'm still new!!! RAHHH !!! :D ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ i know life and fate is scary, but i wanna be legendary! ❜

- 🐺✨

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ʜᴇʀᴍᴇꜱ ||

pronouns - he/hym ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - mood booster! ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - pizza !!!! cool mortal stuff

dislikes - stress ??

extra - ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I HATE SPICY FOODS guhh not my favorite i will admit!! ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ it's a little bit dangerous, my friend! ❜

- 👡🪽

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴘᴏꜱᴇɪᴅᴏɴ / ꜱᴇʙ ||

pronouns - he/him ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - NPD holder. ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - being complimented, sea creatures (sharks, fish, + crabs especially), being treated gently (when regressed)

dislikes - being/feeling ignored, being yelled at (angry/loud talk, esp when regressed), jokes of being eaten

extra - i might be a bitch. sorry not sorry idfk ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves ❜

- 🔱🌊

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴛɪʀᴇꜱɪᴀꜱ ||

pronouns - he/they ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - beats me ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - cats

dislikes - unknown

extra - i like our cat. also i hate overly sweet stuff like it's nauseating i HATE IT grr ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ i am the prophet, with the answers you seek. ❜

- 🧿🔮

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴄɪʀᴄᴇ ||

pronouns - she/her ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - ? ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - ?

dislikes - ?

extra - i do use pet names quite a lot (dear, darling, etc). if it makes you uncomfortable, please let me know!!! ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ no, i'm not a player, i'm a puppeteer! ❜

- 🌸🪄

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴘᴇɴᴇʟᴏᴘᴇ ||

pronouns - she/her ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - ? ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - ody <3, our friends, my song !!!

dislikes - ?

extra - girls just wanna have fun !! (idk) ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ don'tcha miss me? ... so jump in the water and kiss me! ❜

- 🕊️👑

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴇᴜʀʏʟᴏᴄʜᴜꜱ ||

pronouns - he/rope ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - ? idk ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - polites <3, horses

dislikes - ?

extra - Don't call me Eury unless we're close. That's a nickname for friends. ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ how much longer till your luck runs out? ❜

- 🗡️🪢

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⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛᴇꜱ ||

pronouns - he/she!! ⊹⭑꙳⭒

role - beats me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ probably a mood booster! ⊹⭑꙳⭒

likes - EURY!!!, cats

dislikes - pancake jokes. come ON guys

extra - idk man i'm just here for the ride!!! u can joke abt my death but PLEASE don't be excessive ⊹⭑꙳⭒

❛ this life is amazing, when you greet it with open arms! ❜

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[alleycat-arcade]

Temperance's Tinsel Tango: Day Nine

Once again, you found your spot in front of the pile of presents. The fleece blanket was wrapped around your shoulders as you searched for the one bearing the label of "Dec. 21st". It was another box, one much smaller than the others before it. The size definately piqued your curiosity, your mind wondering as you tried to think up what sort of gifts you could have gotten that would be packaged in such a small box. You were careful to remove the ribbon that kept it shut, setting it aside as you eagerly popped it open. Looking inside, you were met with...

...a handful of instant hot chocolate packets? An odd thing to give as a gift, but still a gift nonetheless. At least the flavor choices were interesting, as they were types that you couldn't really find in your general area.

Hot Chocolate (Tears of Themis, Luke Pearce x Gn!Reader)

Content Warnings: Shorter than usual, didn't have much ideas for this one sadly. Still fluffy though.

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If you had asked yourself a year ago how you'd be spending the holidays this year, you would have never guessed that you would have spent it with your childhood best friend who had disappeared eight years ago. Yet here you were, waiting for him to arrive at your home so the two of you could spend the day together.

The chiming of your doorbell made your heart leap, and you eagerly ran to greet him. After ensuring it was the loveable detective through your door's peephole, you threw it open and ensnared him into your embrace. "Oh! Hey, that happy to see me?" He chuckled, wrapping his arms around you. "I'm always happy to see you, Luke." You smiled, snuggling into his scarf before pulling away. "Now c'mon! Take off your coat and shoes and follow me." As you hurried into your living room, you missed the way his eyes twinkled fondly while he watched you scuttle away.

Once he'd dressed out of his winter outerwear, he joined you on the couch in the spot you'd been patting for him to sit down on. A blush crossed his face as you threw a blanket over him and began wrapping him up in it, the red only deepening when you'd noticed it and teasingly flicked him on the tip of his nose. "I'll be right back, Sherlock. Stay here and keep the couch warm, okay?" He couldn't fight the smile that spread across his face at the nickname.

The smell of something sweet had began to waft into the room not too long after you had left. It was rich and sugary, with a touch of milky scent. Luke recognized the scent of hot chocolate easily, but based on how long it was taking you to prepare he guessed you must've made it on the stovetop and not made up an instant packet. Your homemade hot chocolate was one of the many things he'd missed about you when he'd left eight years ago, and the scent itself reminded him of the cold winter days you'd spent together in your childhood.

"Daydreaming already?" You teased, reentering the room with a mug in each hand. You were careful to set them on the coasters you had set out earlier, alongside the various snacks you'd laid out on the table. "So, are you ready?"

"Ready for what?" He hummed, taking the mug you'd placed in front of him and blowing on it lightly. "A Christmas movie marathon! Just like we used to when we were kids. Except there's no adults to make us go to bed on time." The laughter Luke let out was enough to make him have to put his drink down so he didn't splash hot liquid and burn himself.