#the scene my avatar is from made me laugh so hard. I need to start a personal screencap compilation

[macrodosing]

[yutahoes]

Cooking, cooking

yeah, I kept using this GIF. because this was one of my favorite Yuta looks.

characters: husband! Yuta Nakamoto x wife! Reader

genre: fluff, a little suggestive by the end

word count: 1.8k words

summary: Cooking with your husband.

The scenes are highly based on The Avatar Apprentice show and an overdue ask.

"I'm home!" your husband called from outside and you hummed, gesturing that you were in the kitchen. Yuta just put down his bag before heading to where you are, surprised at the mess in your small kitchen. “What are you doing?” 

You looked up from where you were preparing the ingredients for dinner. “Your parents are coming,” you claimed, which startled him. No one told him they were coming over. “And father-in-law requested some black tiger shrimps.” 

A light chuckle escaped your husband’s lips, “Why did he even make such a ridiculous request?” You giggled lightly, shaking your head claiming that it was all right. You love cooking, especially for your in-laws. They just love and appreciate everything you prepare for them so you are very grateful when they make such requests. “Do you need help?” 

A smile escaped your lips, nodding cutely. He had to gush at your reaction before excusing himself to change so he could help you. Yuta is an apprentice in the kitchen, you knew that even before you married him. He didn’t even know how to peel onions when you first asked him to help cook but he had some improvements over time so this should be fine. 

The black tiger shrimps were so plump that made you giddy. This will be a great meal to do. With the help of the internet, you search for a great recipe that would enhance the seafood and would be easy to make. You decided to make Grilled Black Tiger Shrimp Cheese with some yogurt ice cream for dessert.  

Since Yuta isn’t here yet, you decided to peel the onions first after you placed the ice cream in the freezer and chilled the fruits you will be using later. “What should I do first?” Yuta asked, eyeing the plump shrimps.  

“Can you please cut the horns of the shrimp?”

“The horns?” he repeated, scissors at hand while checking one of the shrimps. “What horn? I don’t know them.” He kept on watching the shrimp, turning it to point at the tail. “Is this it?” 

You shook your head, “The one by the head.” But he kept on surveying the shrimp, checking it up and down while whispering horns. When he pointed at something sharp by the head, you nodded. Yuta was so careful in handling the shrimp, cutting the sharp horn on top of the seafood. “Can you also remove the shrimp's guts?” You asked while cutting the onions thinly. 

The guy winced, “Oh my God.” he muttered under his breath which made you laugh. You knew that it was a challenge for him but you don’t want to ruin his focus and determination in getting the inside of the shrimp. Yuta had always hated slimy stuff like this but with the determination in his eyes, you wanted to see how far he could do this seemingly impossible task for him. “Do we have gloves?” 

You pointed at the drawer and he quickly took a plastic glove, putting it gently on his hands while staring at the shrimp. He started picking up one of the huge shrimps, cutting the belly, and checking the inside. “It’s that brown thing. You can just pull it out.” By now you were just watching him struggling with the shrimp while whispering to himself. He kept on rubbing his gloved thumb and pointer finger while separating the shrimp, making you giggle. 

He started looking at you, smiling lightly. He even giggled seeing how amused you were while watching him. “Love,” he whined before putting down the shrimp, “Can you do this for me?” The way your husband said those words with a slight smile on his face made your heart stammer hard on your chest. He’s so adorable. 

You walked to where he was, checking the shrimp he just dissected. “You did great but you almost minced the shrimp.” Yuta just gave you an embarrassed chuckle. 

Expertly, you sliced the belly of the shrimp before taking out the guts with a toothpick. “Wow,” Yuta mumbled beside you. “You are amazing.” You only gave him a small laugh. 

“Then can you continue cutting the paprika?” 

Immediately, he removed the plastic gloves and took the knife. You have to admit that Yuta’s cutting skills have improved. While you are removing the shrimp’s guts, you can hear the rhythmic sound of slicing against the chopping board. “Your knife skill is amazing. Have you been practicing?” Yuta laughed as the sound of the chopping board got louder. 

An expression of exclamation came to you as your husband laughed louder, “It’s funny.” You smiled. He’s easily amused by these things, probably at how free-spirited he was. It makes your heart chummy. 

Once done with the jumbo shrimps, you carefully place those on the baking pan. “They look like butterflies,” Your husband noted that made you smile. Why is he so creative? He asked you what to do next and instructed him to mix the vegetables with the butter in the bowl. A laugh went out of your lips when he started flexing his biceps while stirring the contents inside the bowl. He does know that he’s attractive. 

Yuta helped in smearing the mixture on top of the shrimp as you checked the oven. “Be careful,” he reminded as you put the pan inside the warm appliance. “Is there anything left?” You checked the rice cooker and then the freezer. 

“The ice cream.” You claimed, picking the utensils you used. “But it can be done later, after eating.” 

Your husband smiled, “Pretty easy cooking.” You nodded. It’s just a matter of waiting for the dish to cook and then your dinner will be ready. But first, you have to wash the dishes and utensils you used. “I’ll do it.” He was quick to stand by the sink and do the dishes. You were suddenly thankful that Yuta came home early to help you. 

“I’ll just freshen up a bit.”   

He nodded as you made your way to the room. You took a quick shower and then changed to more presentable clothes. When you exited the room, the table was already set with plates and utensils. Your husband was seated on the couch, the television was on while he was messaging someone on his phone. You sat beside him and he put the device on the table, “Mom said they’re a block away.” You smiled, just in time for the shrimps to finish cooking. He then hugged you, “Are you hungry?” 

You shook your head. Although you can already smell the shrimps, you can wait for your in-laws. “Thank you for setting the table and cleaning the dishes.” 

Yuta laughed, “You already cooked, I should do the other things right?”

“But you came home from work and helped in cooking instead of resting.”

The guy smiled, pulling her closer for a tighter hug. “I love helping you in the kitchen. Also, hanging out with you is my rest.” You smiled at that. He is such a romanticist. “Just like hugging you now is my rest.” He playfully kissed your cheek then the side of your neck. Yuta did the same to the other side that made you giggle, complaining that it tickles but he kept doing it with a laugh. 

A knock on the door can be heard, his parents are here. You tried to push him to open the door for them but he didn’t let go of you and kept on nibbling your neck. “Yuta, your parents…” 

It sounded like a whine but the guy just laughed, “Let them wait outside for a bit.” The playful kisses become supple sucks that earned a moan from you, “I’ll just have a quick taste of my dessert later.” 

[levisarelamprey]

Tagged by @indrid-hot

Rules: List 10 comfort movies (this is gonna be hard, what even are movies again?) and tag 10 people (yeah that ain’t happenin’).

1.) Avatar.  No, not The Last Airbender, don’t even mention that abomination after this sentence. James Cameron’s Avatar. Probably has a lot to do with the music and special effects. It’s almost like I’m watching a documentary instead of a movie, which is a pretty dope mindfuck. And that scene where Neytiri shouts “Eywa has heard you!”? *sobbing*

2.) Titanic. Yet another James Cameron flick. I must have a soft spot for perfectionist Canadians. At any rate, I like the movie not for the “romance” or young Leo (which doesn’t hurt), but rather just for it being about Titanic itself. I’ve always been fascinated by Titanic, the ship and its history and all that. And, once again, the movie’s music; James Horner’s soundtrack *chef’s kiss*/*violent sobbing*

3.) The Mummy. Stealing this one from you, @indrid-hot. I don’t care how often it’s on TV, how “overplayed” it might seem. It’s just a classic go-to that I never get tired of. Adventure, comedy, a touch of romance. Good times.

4.) Hocus Pocus. Need I even explain it? Halloween. Comedy. A catchy musical number. Adult themes/dialogue that went over my head as a child that I get to laugh at today. It’s a classic.

5.) Van Helsing. Another one of those The Mummy-esque vibes where it never gets old for me. Sure, the vampire actors’... well... acting.... didn’t do much for me, but hot damn if I’m not a sucker for young Hugh Jackman with long hair, or any other brooding dark-haired male protagonist with a traumatic/dark past. My friend Echo and I lovingly say in regard to myself “I have a type, I have a problem”, and it probably started with this movie.

6.) Tangled. Bruh, the first time I saw the scene for and heard the song “I See the Light”, I lost it. So beautiful. And Rapunzel PHYSICALLY standing up to Mother Gothel? Yaaasss queen!

7.) Corpse Bride. It’s short and sweet and Halloween-y and who doesn’t love the wrongdoer receiving eternal damnation while the one he wronged rests in peace at the end?

8.) The Land Before Time. The first seven, maybe first nine movies. Absolute childhood nostalgia. Sure, watching them now would probably make me cringe with embarrassment like “how the Hell could I have ever watched this?”, but when I was a kid they were some of the epitome of comfort movies.

9.) O.G. Pokémon Movies (particularly “The First Movie” and “3″ with Entei). Speaking of nostalgia, these. I will 100% watch these as an adult and NOT cringe with embarrassment. But I will bawl my eyes out because what hurt more to my traumatized 5 year-old self than watching Pikachu try to revive a stone-petrified Ash, or Entei sacrificing himself? And Mewtwo’s quote at the end? That was deep for a children’s movie; Hell, it’s deeper than a lot of shit being made out there right now.

10.) Schindler’s List. Yes, the movie depicts one of the worst times in recent history, possibly even in all of history. It’s dark and painful and to some it’s so incredibly traumatizing they can’t even bring themselves to watch it, but for me it serves as a cautionary reminder. It reminds me that history may be “written by the victors” as the saying goes, but victory can be stained and tarnished. It reminds me of humanity’s darkness, what we’re capable of, and how important it is to stand against that darkness. Not that I don’t see humanity’s darkness in today’s current climate (social, environmental, etc.), but we often lose ourselves in the world’s present or OUR SPECIFIC past, rather than see how knowing the world’s past can influence someone in the current time to make their present a better one. This movie is a wakeup call in a lot of sense, a painful reminder, a visual that helps reset myself when I’m feeling overwhelmed or don’t know how to feel at all. That’s why I find it “comforting”.

Tagging (just for the sense of y’all knowing I did this lol): @indrid-hot, @chemically-yours, @marilynnlew, @peechykeeny, @rainekittie87

[raineydays411]

My Father's daughter pt 3

Tony Stark x daughter!reader

Summary: Back at the Tower, Y/n has a talk with Pepper.

a/n: ohhh another part finished!! some new characters will be revealed next part and i’m so great full for @social-media-imagines-by-me fir helping me create them💕💕

You were furious.

You stormed into your room and slammed the door, finding satisfaction in the loud bang it produced. You then ripped through your drawers and closet, pulling on some work out clothes and some gloves. You then marched out of the room, slamming the door again, startling Sam and Bucky who happened to be passing by.

"Geez kid, slam it a little harder I don't think it fell off the hinges yet." Sam jokes, but you were in no joking mood so you swirled around with fire in your eyes.

"You okay doll?" Bucky softly asks, pushing a frightened Sam to the side. You sigh, knowing it's not fair to take out your anger on them.

"Sorry Sam, it's just...my biological mom is here and wants me to move in with her."

"Oh..." Bucky says, not good with things like this, " Do you want me to like...kill her or..."

"NO" You laugh, " It's just I haven't seen her in nine years and she has the audacity to come up here like it's nothing?!"

Your anger returns, " She thinks that just because she pushed me out of her vagina"

The two men cringe at the words

"That she can just claim me? That's not how it works!" You shout, " And, she brought her fucking husband. The man she left us for! Who does that?!"

Bucky looks at Sam, mentally asking him what they should do. Sam just rolls his eyes and turns back to you.

"Come on kid, it looks like you wanna punch something."

and with that he lead you to the training room where Steve was training with Peter.

"Come on queens, you gotta stay on your feet" Steve k=jokes as he, again, trips Peter.

"Mr. Rogers, do you think we should take a break?" Peter pants.

You stride pass them, not bothering to say hi. They look at Sam and Bucky for an explanation and just get a shake of the head.

"Hey Y/n that's my punching" Steve started to say when he saw you throw a hard punch to the bag, "Nevermind..."

You ignore the group behind you, opting to pummel the poor punching bag in front of you.

Your mind flashes back to your mother and her words.

"A girl needs her mother"

*punch*

"Oh petal I wanted to call"

*punch* *punch*

"Come to Gotham. Meet your siblings!"

*BANG*

You look down to see the punching bag flew off the hook and is spilling sand on the floor. You were confused, as you knew you weren't strong enough to do that, not even when you were angry.

"Wow, I guess Cap didn't secure that hook again."

You jump, not expecting someone to be there, as you heard Sam, Bucky, Steve, and Peter leave. You turn to see Pepper there looking at the bag in surprise. You sigh, stepping away from the mess and taking off your gloves. You make your way to the bench and take a swig of water.

"Did you need something Pep?" You ask, avoiding eye contact.

"Well, i was just wondering if my kid was okay. But given the fact that you punched that bag like it would restore your honor.."

You knew you shouldn't have showed her Avatar.

"I'm assuming your not." She finishes.

You give her a half smile, looking down at your hands.

"Y/n" She says, " Talk to me."

You finally speak, "Why now?"

Pepper frowns, understanding that small phrase, ' I don't know."

"She's not my mother." You state, " She...she might have been once but now?"

Pepper nods," I love you."

You smile, the words reassuring you, " I love you too Pep."

"Come on, your messing up your manicure." She says with a smile, standing and extending a hand towards you. You feel your demnor soften and your mood lighten. Pepper always managed to make you feel better.

"Yeah okay..thanks." You say, taking her hand and letting her pull you from the bench, " Are you hungry? Cause I am>"

"Y/n we just ate!"

"Like an hour ago"

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Days went by and you hadn't heard a peep from Christine. It was like she went off to lick her wounds and just decided not to reach out again.

Which didn't bother you one bit.

But apparently the universe wanted to fuck with you because when you came home from a day out with Peter, there was your mother, Bruce Wayne, and all six million of her fucking kids sitting on the couch.

"What the fuck?" You say causing the attention to turn to you.

"Language" Peter says, You smile softly at him before then turning to glare at Tony.

"Don't look at me, it was your moth-uh Peppers idea." Tony stumbled, looking rather uncomfortable sharing a drink with the man that his...wife? girlfriend?... whatever she was left him for.

"Pep what?" You asking, softening your glare because you'd be damned if you disrespected her.

"I just think it'd be best if we clear the air and get everything out on the table." Pepper said in that tone she uses when she's dealing with difficult people or the press. You called it her CEO tone.

"Now, go take your bags upstairs and wash up. And I'll pretend that you aren't an hour late"

"It was Peter's idea..." You mumbled and walking to the stairs that lead to the bed rooms.

"It was not!" Peter shouts following you to the rooms to help with the bags.

Christine watched as her daughter walked out of the room, playfully arguing with Peter. It was as if she were a whole different person, carefree and playful. Totally different from when she was glaring and stiff when talking to her. It broke her heart hearing Tony refer to Pepper as her Mother rather than Christine. But what did she expect?

Damian scoffed catching her attention, "Mother I do not see why you've dragged us here, that girl didn't even acknowledge us."

"Damian, enough" Bruce said, not looking away from his awkward conversation with Tony.

"Gee if only I could do that with our kids." Tony mutters into his drink.

"Does Y/n argue often?" Bruce asks trying to engage in conversation.

Tony laughs before fondly speaking, " Sort of. She isn't the type to back down when she thinks something is right. There was this one time I caught her arguing with one of my business partners about his "condescending tone and misogynistic attitude"."

""And did she apologize after?"

"Hell no. She glared at me and told me apologizing just for his ego would be demeaning her experiences as a woman. Although to be fair he was an asshole."

Bruce chuckles, " She sounds like a well rounded young woman. How old was she then?"

"Ah about 10, it was funny seeing this little girl argue in a Justin Bieber shirt argue about the patriarchy with a full grown man."

Bruce and Tony shared a laugh, picturing the scene.

"You must be very proud of her." Bruce mentions after they quieted down. Tony let a small smile escape.

" I am. She's had a rough life, and I..." Tony trails off, " She means everything to me. Without her...I don't think I'd be the same person I am today."

And with that, Tony downed his drink and stood, " Want another?"

Bruce smiled and accepted, watching Tony leave. He can tell that the man was close to his daughter. A bond that formed due to a loss, they both grew from it and grew closer. He understood, thinking about his own children.

Pepper and Christine were having a somewhat similar conversation, although it was a little more tense.

"So...Pepper-"

"Virginia." Pepper said, cutting her off.

"Excuse me?"

"My name is Virginia. Pepper is a nickname my family calls me."

"Oh. Okay, Virginia, how long have you known Y/n and Tony?"

"Oh about nine or so years. I was promoted to assistant when I saw how much of a mess Tony was." Pepper said casually.

Dick and Jason tensed, overhearing the tense conversation between the two mothers. But before Dick could interrupt Jason sat him back down.

"I wanna see what happens."

Christine continued, " And when did you become a..more permanent around the house?"

"When I saw that Y/n the one taking care of Tony." Pepper said in a serious tone, "She was the one making sure he didn't choke on his vomit and eating cereal as his flings walked out the room. Then he got kidnapped...and y/n was alone. So I made sure she’d never be alone again.”

Christine heart sank. She knew about the whole kidnapping thing. Why she didn't step in, she doesn't know. It's just another thing she regrets to this day.

Before Pepper could continue, she heard two sets of footsteps and voices

"All I'm saying is, if he looks at me funny, I'm fighting him and that's that."

"Yeah maybe not the best impression on..." Peter cuts off when they reach the living room. Eyes again on the two of you.

"Let's get this over with." You muttered, saying bye to Peter and making way over to the couch to sit next to Pepper.

"Y/n!" Christine says happily, " I'm glad you're here. We brought you something!"

She pulls out a box and she carefully hands it over to you.

You look at it suspiciously before getting a nudge from Pepper.

"Thank you." You grit out. Earning a glare from Damian and Cassandra.

You open the box to see...cupcakes.

"They're the peanut butter strawberry cupcakes you used to like. Remember? I used to bring them when I came to see you." Christine says, trying to bring up good memories.

You frown and close the box, " I'm allergic to strawberries."

Lie.

Pepper casts a glance towards you, "They look lovely, let me take them into the kitchen, I'll check on dinner."

And with that she takes the box and leaves into the kitchen. Leaving you and Tony alone.

"So...Stark" Damian started fixing his gaze on you.

"Yes, Wayne?" You said, matching his energy.

"What exactly is it you want from my mother?" He asks, earning a groan from his older brothers.

"Well, I'd appreciate it if she left me alone." You say with a straight face.

Christine frowns but before she says something Damian speaks up again.

"Tt, all this drama for the likes of you? It's honestly disappointing" He drawls, trying to get under your skin.

"Damian!" Christine scolded.

"Well, I apologize for not meeting your standards. I'd try harder if I cared what a toddler thought of me."

Jason let out a surprised chuckle while the rest of the family looked on in shock. Tony just rolled his eyes.

"I do not understand why Mother insists on rekindling her relationship with you. You obviously weren't worth the effort the first time around." He spits, causing the rest of the family to gasp.

You however, just laugh, " When you figure it out, let me know. It's probably the same reason she puts up with you."

Damian glares, about to start in again when Jason cuts him off " Shut up Demon. She got you man."

"Tt"

"I'm Jason, and anyone who can out that brat in check is good in my book." He says sending you a smirk.

You smile back, " I'm friends with Loki and Wade Wilson, I'm hardly affected by anything anymore." Your dad rolls his eyes again, he’s not exactly enthusiastic about your choice in friends.

You like this one. Probably the one you're gonna be able to stand in this family.

"Don't hog her Jason!" Dick shouts pushing him away before turning to smile at you, " Hi! I'm-"

"Dick Grayson. I know, you spilled your champagne on my dress a few years ago at a New Years gala." You say, still a little bitter about it.

"Oh. heh, right, sorry about that. Again." He says sheepishly.

You turn to Cassandra, " You're Cassandra. You and your friend cornered me in the bathroom."

Cassandra scowls and looks away.

Then you turned to Tim, " And you need to learn how to secure your fire walls better."

Tim looked at you confused, "Um excuse me?"

You smirked, " Just a suggestion. I assume you don't want people to know about your...bats in the attic?"

The whole family froze.

You knew? There was no way.

"Kid, are you hacking again?" Tony said exasperatedly, " You promised you'd stop after the last time."

"Hey it's not my fault Shuri didn't think about changing her password." You say defensively, “ and it’s not like you were complaining when you had me hack into SHEILDS databases”

“What was that!?” Pepper shouts from the kitchen.

“Heheh, nothing dear.” Tony shouts back then in a hushed voice scolds you, “ I gave you fifty bucks to keep that a secret.”

“I didn’t say what you had me retrieve.” You said smugly leaning back in your chair.

Bruce didn’t know how to feel.

On one hand, this teen that objectively hates his family, knows their biggest secret. She can singlehandedly destroy their family and expose them. And she has the means to.

But on the other, she’s a perfect fit for their family. She gets along with Jason, doesn’t let Damian get under her skin, and from the looks of it can definitely take care of herself. Only thing is, again, she hates his wife and by association, his family.

“I’m sorry, hacking? You know that’s illegal right?” Tim asks, still in shock that you got past his security systems.

You turn to him and in a bored tone replied , “Yeah? and?”

Tim stuttered for a bit before going quiet with a blush. It was adorable really.

You had to hold back a laugh, it was fun getting this stuffy family all riled up. Especially when you can see the disapproval in Christines face.

“Tony, you let our daughter participate in illegal activities??” Christine asks with a raised brow.

The table goes silent at the tone of her voice. Knowing that when she uses it someone is really in trouble.

But you roll your eyes because how are you supposed to know what that tone means?

“I let my daughter express herself in a ...healthy way. She knows her limits.” Tony replies cooly, taking a drink and looking back into the kitchen wondering where Pepper went.

”Obviously not. Tony she has no regard for the laws at all! You think i didn’t see the headlines last year?!”

Ah yes, last year you had a slight scandal where you may have punched a pap for trying to get a picture up your skirt but who wouldn’t?!

“ And you let her hang around criminals and terrorists?!”

You scoff, “ Oh please everyone in the Avengers was a criminal or terrorist at least once.”

“Not helping kid.” Tony says, “Christine, you and your family have no right to come into my home and judge my family. I’ve been civil. Hell maybe a little too much. Mainly because if I wasn’t, my wife—err Fiancée, would kill me.”

You snicker, earning a few glares.

“Look the point is, don’t tell me how to raise my daughter. Especially because I was doing it all alone.” Tony finishes with a sigh.

The table goes silent. You were getting tired of all the tense silences today.

“ Look.” You turn to Christine, “ I get that you probably feel guilty or something because you ditched me. And I appreciate that or whatever.”

You were not good at this.

“ But I don’t wanna live with you.”

Christine looks down sadly, “ Y/n I just...I just want to get to know you again. You’re my baby.”

Before you could answer you heard a crash come from the kitchen and smoke fill the rooms.

“ Pepper?!” You cough, “ Dad what’s happening?!”

“ I don’t know. Stay here” He says summoning his suit.

“FRIDAY?!” You shout, but not hearing the AI.

The Wayne’s all looked at each other in panic. They didn’t bring their suits, thinking it was just a dinner.

You turn to them and shout “ Come with me, and stay low!”

You start to lead them to the stair case, knowing that the rooms were relatively safe.

“Come on!” you yell when they don’t follow you.

Christine stands from her seat and makes to follow you before being stopped by Damian.

“Mother we cannot..”

“Damian, I’ve had about enough of you. Let’s go.” She says sternly and follows you. The rest of the family following behind as Bruce nudges Damian.

“ Come on son.”

“Father we don’t know where she’s leading us.” Damian says stubbornly.

“There’s nothing we can do right now.” he coughs.

The sounds of punching and the blasts come from the kitchen.

“Let’s go.”

They finally join the rest of the family. You have them crouched in the hallway.

“ This is James’ room. Dad had it modified just incase he was ever triggered into the Winter Solider again. No ones getting through this door when it’s locked.”

You usher them in.

“Come on Y/n” Christine says reaching a hand out to you.

You smirk, “ What? and miss all the action?”

You close the door and lock it before leaving. Laughing at their surprised faces.

The room is silent.

“ She’s awesome!” Jason says with a laugh.

[anerdquemoraaolado]

Unexpected Resemblance

Hi people! So here we have my first Avatar one-shot. Enjoy!

Focused on Neytiri and her sons, like an additional scene to the movie.

Neytiri noticed the silence and loneliness leave the tent when, without a doubt, her sons had just arrived. Turning to them, glad to have their company again after all day apart, she noticed the tired expressions of Neteyam and Lo'ak. The youngest son's face certainly showed a little more protest and indignation.

-What happened to you two? - she questioned before saying anything else.

-It's okay, mom, don't worry - Neteyam soon made sure to dismiss any concerns from her, being aware of how difficult that change had been, especially for his mother.

-Stop being a liar, Neteyam, it's mom, I think it's okay for us to say that all this is being a pain in the ass! - Lo'ak preferred to vent, letting his thoughts out in a rather frustrated way.

-Don't talk like that, you fool! - his older brother thought it best to correct him.

-Don't lie, my son - she asked him, undoing the discussion that could certainly go on for much longer - be honest, Neteyam, tell me what upset you two.

-Well, the truth? It's just that all this, living here, is very different, it's very difficult - the eldest decided to talk about what he was thinking too, more gently than his brother - all this thing of breathing underwater for a long time, I lost how many times I thought I was going to die, and the whole concentrating and focusing thing, I can focus, I know I can, you know those moments before I shoot an arrow, I know how to do it really well, but it's nothing compared to holding my breath.

-You didn't mention the ilus - Lo'ak chuckled humorlessly - they just don't accept us, not to mention everyone laughing at us, or calling us a bunch of things, forest boys, baby tail, freak, do we really have to go through all that?

Before answering, Neytiri just sighed, touching his face and then Neteyam's. It was clear the frustration they felt, at least in that, she was not alone, it was a feeling shared by the whole family, but perhaps on the same level by the three who were there.

-I know it's hard, but your father said why we had to do this, it's a different way to protect our people, but we did our part, with our sacrifice - she explained, hoping to calm the boys down somehow.

-We know why we came here, but it doesn't make adapting any easier, mom - Neteyam sighed.

-I know, you need time, I need it too - their mother added - be patient with yourselves, as I needed to be one day.

-Patient about what? - Lo'ak asked, very curious.

-I didn't want to laugh at your expense, but everything you told me reminds me a lot of your father - Neytiri explained herself better, allowing herself to laugh a little.

-Dad? How? - Neteyam wanted more explanations.

-Ah I understand, you knew him as the great Toruk Makto, the warrior who saved all of the sky people but before all that, he was like a baby when I met him, completely awkward, not knowing what to do - she told, remembering all this.

-I know it was you who taught him the customs of our people, but they never told many details, I remember the story of you trying to kill him - the oldest commented.

-Yes, that's true, but later I started to understand him better, after getting very irritated with him for making so many mistakes in the lessons - Neytiri continued telling - the first time he got on a pa'li he had a big fall and I didn't I couldn't help but laugh, not to mention how he spoke wrong all the time, I also teased him by calling him an idiot, more out of anger than to piss him off.

-Does he still remember all this? -the youngest raised the question, not being able to associate the young man his mother was describing with the warrior who was the father he knew.

-He does remember, and he understands your side, you could talk to him about it - she suggested, knowing that for her boys, at that moment, this was not an easy task.

-I'm not sure - Neteyam confessed, somewhat embarrassed.

-I know they don't want to disappoint you, but talking would be good, really - their mother insisted.

-He's changed a lot, you know? - Lo'ak shrugged absently - from when we were kids...

-No, until recently he laughed with us, played, told jokes, asked about our adventures, but always asking us to be careful - Neteyam thought it best to add, correcting his brother a little - when the sky people returned, everything changed for us, Dad changed, turned us into... something else.

-Ah Neteyam ...- his mother wrapped him in a hug before he said anything else - you're doing well, you two are.

-Maybe Lo'ak needed more common sense - his older brother managed to joke, after receiving the comforting gesture.

-Shut up... - complained the youngest.

-You two are doing well - Neytiriu corrected and hugged Lo'ak too - we will overcome all this, somehow, let's find something to help us deal with all the new stuff, being together is still a comfort in the midst of it all, isn't it?

The boys nodded, smiling gratefully at her.

"If you need to talk, I'll be here for you, always," she offered.

"I know, Mom, thanks," Lo'ak replied.

-Thank you - said Neteyam - and you too, I know it's hard, we miss the forest, grandma, if you need to talk to me about these things, I'm here too.

-I am very grateful to Eywa for having such thoughtful sons - she smiled at the boys once more - we have a deal then, something that I think can even stay between us.

-Without the girls knowing? - Lo'ak found it strange that their sisters were excluded from the conversation.

-They're fine, you need your mother more now, as much as you don't want to admit it - Neytiri ended up laughing.

-I'm in - Neteyam accepted immediately.

-Me too - Lo'ak laughed at the situation, but agreeing that it was a very good idea.

Interrupting their conversation, the object of all discussion arrived. Jake glanced at his sons and wife, slightly suspicious, but then he smiled at them.

-It's good to see you're well - he commented on the condition - did anything interesting happen?

-No, nothing at all - Lo'ak was the first to answer - just us talking to Mom about when you were her student.

-I remember that - their father decided to get into the subject - I was terrible, a complete walking disaster, a bit like now, the tsurak is not easy at all, but for everything I've learned and done in the past, things are simpler, I guess.

-Yeah, maybe so - Neteyam replied quietly.

The life they knew had been left behind, but perhaps the father he knew before the war changed him could return in that different environment.

[moemammon]

When I was in High School, my crush and I got into a fight and neither of us were talking to each other. One day I was headed up the stairwell to get to my science class, when I saw them coming up from behind... I don't think they had even noticed me yet considering that they were busy talking to their friend BUT I am slow going up stairs so even if I rushed up the stairs roadrunner style they would have caught up to me, well; the little corner that connects the steps going up to the second floor and the steps heading down to the ground floor had a large open window... and I jumped out, like I literally just jumped out. I didn't even think it through, I just saw the window and my body was like "Yep, IK what to do." I landed on a bush or tree? It's too big to call a bush but too small to call a tree, landed in a squat before my feet gave out and I fall onto my knees and got two large grass stains on my jeans knee part, couldn't walk right either after that landing, I was shaky all day lol but it was a risk well calculated bc the whole thing would have been so awkward. I mean we used to be like BFFS before the rumors began and then they started and we just stopped talking without warning, we couldn't even look at each other. Our science partners, bc we were in groups of four, literally got fed up of our bullshit bc we literally refused to acknowledge the others existence... anyway, I digress...

Anyway, this whole story is a long winded way of me requesting how the brothers would react to an MC that literally just jumps out windows to avoid awkward moments, or to dodge people that want to ask them for favors, or when they straight up want to avoid someone?

And sorry about the large ass message, but thanks for letting me vent

You have a special place in my heart, window-jumping anon. Just uhhhhhhh look down next time okay? Ily

The Demon Brothers react to GN!MC jumping out of a window to avoid an awkward moment

(Mario jumping sound effect)

Lucifer

He approached you after class to ask exactly what you were snickering at your D.D.D. about during class.

Must've been real funny if you weren't listening to your lecture, huh?

"I imagine you've somehow found something worthy of laughing about in Demonology 101?"

You do not have the guts to tell him that you and Mammon were texting back and forth, abusing a new photo editing app to alter pictures of the eldest himself.

I mean, take a wild guess about how he’d react to seeing how big you edited his head to be-

The avatar of pride lets his eyes pierce into you, like he's trying to stare a hole through your blanket of "uh"s and "um"s,

You don't exactly see a way out of this one, but you can NOT let Lucifer see your photo gallery.

So you glance to your left to the open classroom window, and do the only thing you can think of: you jump.

Luckily you're on the ground floor so you??? really didn't have to jump so dramatically. But the fact that you yeeted yourself into a bush JUST to escape has left Lucifer speechless.

Honestly? He so impressed with your dedication that he's not gonna stop you. Besides, he's gonna see you back at home anyway so-

Also thinks you might be hanging around Mammon too much because that 100% seems like a stunt he’d pull.

Mammon

GIVE GOLDIE BACK RIGHT NOW

He KNOWS Lucifer told you to bring the credit card to him, and he demands to know where it's hidden! He's positive you know where it is!

But you don't really though?? You just brought the card to him like you were asked. If anything, you're the victim here!

But Mammon isn't having that. The avatar of greed is circling around you like an angry cat, patting you all over like airport security to see if you've got his beloved card.

"Where is it, huh?! Ya really think you can steal from THE Mammon?! Even if Lucifer told ya to, who do ya think you are?!"

When he has confirmed that you don't in fact have his previous Goldie, he's now cornering you up against a wall.

If looks could kill, you would've exploded into a fine powder

And you feel like your mental strength is about to do just that. So what do you do after you notices the slightest of breezes caress your face?

You jump outta that open window, before Mammon can even finish his "Wh- Oi! What're ya-"

Even though you just face planted into the garden, you're up on your feet and making a mad dash for somewhere that wasn't here.

Mammon lets you run for ten while seconds before he's hopping out after you. You think you can outfox the Great Mammon?! Think again!!!

Levi

You... weren't interested in this movie in the slightest, but you didn't have the heart to tell Levi that. Especially not after he’d begged/harassed you for the past week about watching it with him!

Reluctantly you agreed, and now you were suffering,,,But Levi was ecstatic! This movie was a classic! Sure it was an old one and the acting was a little bad, but you could overlook that if you watched it with your heart, not your eyes!

According to Levi.

You managed to keep your eyes open for the grueling one and a half hour movie, enduring every corny line of bad acting, horrible CGI, and lame sound effects straight out of a 90s super hero movie, and now the hell was finally over...

Or so you though, until Levi followed that up by immediately pulling out a cosplay outfit worn by one of the supporting characters in the show.

Funny how it seemed specifically tailored to your measurements. Even funnier how Levi was looking at you with those damned eyes.

You knew what he wanted without him even having to say it. But one look at the gaudy outfit he presented to you made your heart burn with a sudden indescribable urge.... to escape.

Honestly you caught him so off guard by suddenly getting up and sprinting out of the room, that he makes a sound that's pretty much the noise equivalent of "?!?!?!?!?!?"

He watches you run down to the end of the hall, throw the window open, and fuckin JUMP. Pretty sure he just witnessed your death??

Also this kinda solidified his 'gross otaku' mentality, seeing as you literally jumped out of a window to get out of cosplaying with him. A simple no would've sufficed, MC.......,.,,..,,,

Hey gamers... can we get an F in the chat? 😔✌️💦

Satan

Satan lent you a book to read last week that he was sure you'd be interested in! He found it pretty interesting himself, so he wants to see if you'd like it as much as he did.

That being said, you don't have the heart to tell him that you,,, didn't read any of it. Well you kind of did, if the cover counts for anything.

You doubt he would accept that as an answer, considering how you told him how much you appreciated receiving the book, and how you'd definitely read it and let him know how it was.

So now, Satan had come into your room with two cups of tea, ready to settle down and have a nice, long talk about your thoughts on the riveting plot that you promised you would indulge in.

"I'm really glad you decided to read it. I found that the protagonist reminded me a lot like you. I'd like to know what you thought about it."

Satan sets down the tea cups, and one sip tells you that he brewed it exactly the way you like.

His expression is eager and warm as he waits for you to begin gushing about just how deeply the story touched you... how absolutely moved you are by the sheer majesty that was the book he lent you...

Okay yeah, you're sweating bullets. You can't imagine how the sparkly eyed avatar of wrath would react to learning that you chose the company of your D.D.D. over Satan's book.

You don't have such an ice cold hard that you can just crush this book nerds dreams like that! And every time you look at his expectant face, the weight of your crimes weigh heavier on you until... you break.

Satan watches in shock and awe as you almost perfectly reenact the big scene where the main character leaps out of the window of a building rigged to explode, before making their escape. And you did just that.

Wow.. he never thought you could be so moved by a story, but he completely understands...

Asmo

How many outfits, Asmo. HOW MANY OUTFTITS WILL IT TAKE TO APPEASE YOU?

He's made you model TWELVE outfits so far, and you swear if you see another ascot, you're gonna lose your mind.

Asmodeus doesn't seem to notice the way the light slowly fades from your eyes, because he's pulling out outfit number thirteen with that cheery smile of his.

"Isn't this one absolutely adorable? Look, this part will look lovely around your waist! This part here hugs your body in all the right places, and this-"

You can't do it. You've gotta get out of here. You'd love to stand around and get mild rug burn from trying on a billion different clothes, but-

Actually no you wouldn't.

You DID promise Asmo you'd hang out with him today, but this wasn't really your idea of a good time.

"-Oooh, just thinking about it makes me want to eat you up~! Here, put it on for me, will you? I'll give you a kiss as a reward!"

You would do no such thing.

You make a mad dash for his ornate window and push it open. He has no time to stop you as he helplessly watches you vault yourself out like the room was on fire.

"MC?! Wh-where are you going?? Come back here! Grass stains are impossible to get out of that fabric!!!"

Beel

He means well. I swear he does. It's just that Beel can be a little... overbearing when he's worried about you. He cares, okay?

But he hasn't seen you eat anything all day! You tell him it's because you've got a stomach ache from who knows what, and you promise you've had little snacks here and there to keep from starving, but he can't accept that!

Eating is important, and you need it to survive. So Beelzebub was currently trying to nudge your mouth open with a pizza slice, while you vehemently refused. "Just one bite. And then another after that. You have to eat, or you'll go hungry... and I don't want that."

Beel knows the true pain of being hungry, and he’d never wish that on you! So just forget about your stomach ache for two seconds and open up-

Not that you really can. The aroma of that pizza was not sitting well on your stomach, and you were pretty sure you needed a fast escape or you'd risk losing your lunch. Greasy foods didn't exactly mix well with sour stomachs...

Beel still won't let up. He has a strong hand planted firmly on the small of your back, as if trying to prevent you from leaning back any further in your attempt to escape the pizza.

"If you eat this, I'll treat you to dessert at Madam Screams," he says, as if bribing your refusal of food USING food will somehow work out.

You can't break his heart, but you seriously can't eat that! Your head is spinning, thoughts racing, face becoming greasier and greasier from the pizza pressed against it, and-

You snap. In a sudden burst of strength you break free from Beel's grasp, and sprint toward the nearest window. All you see is your chance for freedom, and you're taking it.

You leap out and tumble into the ground, all while Beelzebub wonders what?? Just happened???? Did you really hate pizza that much...?

He never knew you were such a picky eater... To think you'd go so far as to jump out of the window though...

Belphie

You thought it was cute at first, when Belphegor wanted you to join him for his naps. And you didn't mind much. It was the weekend, you were tired, and he makes a pretty good body pillow.

But you didn't realize he planned for this to become an everyday thing. The youngest might not act it, but he sure could be spoiled.

But seriously, if you slept any longer, you might never have a normal sleep schedule again! It never occurred to you just how often Belphie sleeps.

He's definitely not human, because there's no way you can keep up with that, and maintain a normal lifestyle.

But the way he quietly, gently grabs your sleeve to cue your next nap session makes your heart clench. Why was it so damned hard to say no to this gremlin??

You were trying your best though, but the words always seemed to get caught in your throat. Belphie picked apart your excuses, doing everything in his power to take you back to the attic.

"You can study when you wake up." "Mammon wants to go shopping? Reschedule." "Lucifer told you not to be late to the board meeting? Just hide."

You're starting to get sucked into the sleepy lull of his voice, and it feels like your entire body is becoming heavy with fatigue. But no.... you resist!

Since there's no escaping this through words, you have to think fast. Fortunately, your fast thinking has led to an amazing solution!

Jump out of the window, baby

Belphie is just??? Did you fuckin???? Are your legs okay??????????????

He probably stops asking you to nap with him for a while, since you're willing to almost break your legs just to get out of it. You're gonna make him have weird dreams....

[shurisneakers]

harmless (ix)

Summary: Bucky volunteers to go stop a small time villain, but nothing can prepare him for what exactly he has to deal with. (Bucky x villain!reader, drabble series)

Warnings: cursing, sex jokes, frustrated bucky, dramatic reader, anxiety

Word count: 3.9k

A/N: a lot of requests came in last week, so cool and thank you for sending them in!! i’ll try my best to write them if they weren’t originally what i had planned for this series bc they’re so cute kfjdghdf. also hey shoutout to @i-reblog-fics-i-like​ for suggesting the backstory thing! 

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Somehow it bypasses Bucky’s spam folder and is in his primary email. SHIELD tech is too advanced to let fake mails like this reach him and this doesn’t make sense. Unless it was one of the stupid dating websites he signed up for.

Leaving aside the obvious typo in the subject, he clicks on it, hoping it doesn’t unleash a virus onto his computer. 

He’s instead greeted with a poorly Photoshopped picture of you at a bar with a martini in your hand. He doesn’t have to look too hard to see that the martini is, in fact, an emoji. Off to a terrible start already. 

Right beside it is an even worse image, an imitation of an early Internet chat box.

Harbinger of Doom just sent you a message! 

Come to the empty lot near lair. Bring goggles. 😩💦

Decline/Accept

He wants to strangle you. 

______

“Why did you curse my eyes so early in the morning?” He spots you at the top of the lair, speaking loudly so that it hopefully reached you. 

“What?” you yell back down instead. “If you’re saying something, I can’t hear you.”

He rolls his eyes. He pulls his phone from his pocket and presses on your contact. 

He watches the look of confusion morph into one of slight surprise when you reach into your pocket and pull out your call.

“Don’t ever send an image like that to me again,” he says directly.

“If that one image is too much for you, how will we ever make our sex tape?”

His mouth opens and shuts like goddamn fish.

He can hear your laughter even without the phone.

“First of all- stop laughing- first of all, a sex tape is never going to happen. Second of all, I have a debriefing to go to, we need to make this quick.”

He holds up a finger when he sees you begin to say something. By the look of trouble painted all over your face, he knows it’s going to be a dumb innuendo. 

“Thirdly, why are you standing there?”

“I watched The Last Airbender,” you say once your cackling dies down.

“I like that show.” He did. Peter sometimes watched it when he came over and Bucky more often than not joined in.

“I know, you told me.”

Oh. 

“Okay, what now?” 

“Put your goggles on.” You take one step towards the ledge. 

“What are you doing?” The goggles don’t do anything to shield him from the sun, considering that they’re not tinted. Maybe he could invest in those.

You send him a smile, taking a step further. His walk towards the building turns into a jog, then a sprint when you’re basically standing on the edge.

You spread your arms out like Jesus Christ himself before flinging yourself off the building. His stomach drops.

His phone falls to the ground, discarded to the side as he sprints to break your landing. 

It never comes. 

Instead, a gust of wind smacks him in the face, forcing him a few steps backwards. 

“I am now an air bender.” your eyes shone. “Kind of.”

Just like that, the show was ruined.

He wipes the dust on from his glasses that he now understands why you made him wear. Considerate, for a person who nearly just gave him a heart attack. 

“Why.” It’s not even a question, just a statement. 

“You know how the Tower has a giant ‘A’ on the side?” 

He stares at you. 

“I‘m gonna spray paint ‘asshole’ on the side of it.”

Pepper would not like that. 

“That’s not even evil.”

“Yeah, but it’d annoy your super friends,” You do a flip midair, testing out the repulsors that were tied around your palms, “and I’m the voice of the people.”

You’re too high for him to reach. He doesn’t have his tools, or anything useful on him considering that he never had to use them before. He couldn’t even launch himself at you from the side of the building because you’d just move out of the way. He could jump really high but it would just have the same consequence.

He could talk and keep you distracted but that worked once, it wouldn’t again. At least not for long. 

Fuck, he really had only one option. 

He leaves you to do your somersaults and turns, walking over to where he dropped his phone. It’s an upgrade from the brick he was using a while ago, but not a high end Stark model. A smartphone, but barely.

He sighs, punching in the number and holding it up to his ear.

“Who are you calling?” you yell from above him. 

“Go back to your shitty aerobics,” he yells back.

You pause for a second. “Was that a fucking pun, James Bar-”

The dial tone ends when someone picks up. He diverts his attention back to the call.

“Hey man, I-

“No.”

“You didn’t even let me finish.”

“It’s probably something stupid,” Sam doesn’t even sound annoyed, just uninterested.

“I need your wings.”

“I was right. Bye.”

It was a long shot anyway.

“Fuckin’ hold on a second.” He sees you disintegrate a concrete block by having it drop from the air. “You come here and fix this, then. She’s air bending now.”

“...like Avatar?” Sam unsurprisingly got the reference. 

Peter’s interests were usually shared by everyone in the Tower, just because they had to compensate for the teasing he had to endure. It led to a lot of geeky documentaries and occasional musicals. Bucky wouldn’t be caught dead humming songs from Thoroughly Modern Millie under his breath. 

“Yeah.”

“You want me to come and fight your girlfriend,” he says slowly. 

“She’s not my girlfriend,” Bucky urges, “and yes, I need help. Can’t exactly reach her when she’s twenty feet above me.”

“We have a briefing in 30 minutes. Why did you even go there today?”

He doesn’t know how to answer that. Just looks up at you smacking one of the repulsors against your thigh when it sputters for a second. It’s tradition. 

“Well?” Bucky ignores his question.

“Fine,” Sam’s voice is distant for a second as he agrees. “Clint’s asking if he can come too.”

“Fuck no.” One of them was more than enough and Sam was way better at negotiation. 

He hears a faint profanity from who he assumed was Clint before the call cuts.

He takes a seat on the ground and waits.

“You’re not going to make any effort to stop me?” You have your arms pressed to your side, palms pointed downwards to keep you afloat.

 “I could just throw things at you again.” He makes a mention towards the small pebbles.

“I will fuck you up if you even try,” you warn. He lifts his arms in surrender. “So that’s it. You’re just going to sit there.”

“To be honest, I couldn’t care less if you painted the building,” he says with the least amount of interest he could muster, not that that was very hard.

“Do you not like your team?” 

“I do.” He isn’t lying. “But they’re little shits.”

“I can draw a couple of dicks on their window, no problem,” you say offhandedly.

He looks up at you through his fingers. “That won’t be required.”

Although it was appreciated. 

“Cool, so then I’m gonna go.” You make a mention of the utility belt on your waist. He looks at the many spray cans that decorate it. 

“What colour are you going with?” he interrupts quickly. Fuckin’ Sam. What was the point of wings if he couldn’t get here in 2 minutes?

“Red, probably.” You look down. “I got purple and white just in case.”

“Building’s dark, red is good.”

“You really don’t care, do you?” You lower yourself down to the ground, a few feet ahead of him. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing.” For fucks’ sake, Sam. “You really don’t like superheroes, do you?”

“I don’t have anything against them.”

“Then why do you do this every week?”

This was wading into personal territory and he did not like it. 

“Well.” Your eyebrows knit together. “Because I want to. It’s fun.”

“No other reason?”

“Do I need to have another reason?” You push your palm downwards, sending you back up into the air. “Can’t I just be evil because I want to?”

“Sure,” he says. He’s heard worse reasons. “Why not?”

“Besides, if you think I don’t like superheroes then you should meet Jake.”

“Who’s Jake?” He hadn’t ever heard you mention him before because he’d remember if you had.

“My roommate.” 

“I didn’t see him when I came over.”

“That’s because we’re not conjoined at the hip.” It takes you a second to stabilise. “Besides, he grabbed the water while I got the bracelet but he refused to come say hi.”

Bucky looked down at his wrist. It was still there. He found himself fidgeting with it more often than not.

“He hates superheroes?”

“He has a valid reason.” Your eyes widen in worry when your head suddenly dips. 

“What is it?” He knows the height at which you’re at isn’t very dangerous but if need be, he’s close by. 

“Come find out.” Your eyes shone mischievously. “But yeah, no reason for me to be evil.”

“Not even a tragic backstory?” 

“None. But if you want it, I can give you one, Barnes.” You test the waters, seeing how long you can lie horizontally. “Can’t promise you’ll like it though.”

“Try me.” He has time to kill. He’s a good listener.

“Well, it all started with my family- a troop of gorillas.” You flip over to lie on your back. “They practically raised me, they did. Until my gorilla mother died and I was all but consumed by grief and-”

“Your mother was a gorilla?” He entertains the notion. 

“Or was it my father?” you ask thoughtfully. “I don’t know, I don’t remember. Anyway, I met a-”

“Just to clarify, none of this is real, right?” he interjects. 

You stare at him. He stares at you.

“Bucky, that’s the plot of Tarzan,” you say slowly, “or at least whatever I remember of it... which I’m beginning to realise isn’t much.”

“Just clarifying.” He leans back again.

“Anyway so then when my mother, the deer-”

“Gorilla.”

“Whatever. Was killed, I escaped to some place-”

“Where?”

“Somewhere. And I stayed with these seven men-”

“Why seven?” He actually remembers watching this movie with his sister when it came out. An early memory, a bit faded. He remembers how long he saved up for the ticket.

“Because character development. And then I realised the reason my life was so weird was because there was a rat controlling me by pulling on my hair-”

“What the fuc-”

“If you ask any more questions, I’m going to stop.”

Bucky blinks at you. “So that’s your backstory.” 

“Raw and uncut, baby.”

“Just to get this straight, your mother, the gorilla deer-”

“Witch.”

“Huh?”

“She was a witch who stole my hair.”

“Wha-”

He’s interrupted by the giant shadow cast by something that flies overhead. 

Fucking finally. 

He doesn’t even have to look up. Sam does a small glide to the ground, landing gracefully beside him.

Bucky finds you speechless but straightened up from your earlier posture.

“Buck,” Sam greets him.

“Sam,” he says in return, getting up from his place. 

A grin spreads across your face. “Mr. Sam Wilson. No way.”

“You’re Y/N, I’m assuming?” Sam offers, posture relaxed. He clearly wasn’t here to fight. 

“The one and only.” You tear your eyes away from Sam to glare at Bucky. “Barnes, if you had told me we were expecting guests, I would have dressed better.”

Bucky furrows his eyebrows in suspicion at you. You’d dress up for Sam. 

You dressed up like a suburban tourist dad for him. He was feeling the offence incoming. 

“Can’t count on him to be useful in any situation.” Alright, he did not call Sam just to have the both of you team up against him. 

“Normally I’d agree with you but he did just invite you here, so...” you trail off, looking at Sam expectantly. 

What the shit.

Sam smirks. Bucky switches rapidly back and forth between the both of you.

“I see why Buck keeps coming back every week.” It doesn’t take long for him to catch on, enlisting a feeling of triumph from you. 

“I can’t see why he doesn’t just stay at home everyday if this is the view.” You gesture to him.

This is not what Bucky wanted.

“Okay,” Bucky interrupts, “what is going on here?”

“Pure chemistry, I’d say.” You’re half tempted to bite your lip to seal the deal.

“I agree.” Sam just nods, completely and utterly serious. 

You think that you’ll give him a gift basket just for playing along despite meeting you for the first time at that moment. 

“Get a room.” Bucky rolls his eyes.

“Maybe we will.” You tap your finger against your lip in thought. “How do you feel about Indian food, Sam?”

“Very positively.” 

Bucky grits his teeth. “If you’re not planning to spray paint the Tower, can you just hand over the repulsers so we can go home for the day?”

You let out a small tsk in disapproval. “See what I have to deal with?”

“Can’t imagine how you do it every weekend,” Sam says dryly, not wasting a second in replying. 

“Hello?” Bucky waves his arm around. “She’s the villain here.”

“Your face is the villain here.” You tear your eyes away from Sam only to glare at him. “He won’t even wear a cape. Why am I the only one who brings their A-Game every week?”

“Sam just get the damn-”

“You should wear a cape, man.” Bucky’s absolutely sure that even Sam knows it’s a ridiculous idea.

“I’m not wearing a fuckin’ cape,” he grumbles. 

“What are your thoughts on swords, then?” Your finger finds a place under your chin in deep contemplation. “You’d look great with a sword.”

Bucky buries his face in his palms. “Sam, for the love of God.” 

“Okay, alright.” Sam finally gives in with a small chuckle. He runs a few steps to get a small head start before launching himself into the air, whizzing past your levitating figure. He does a neat little flip midair before matching your height.

Showoff.

“How difficult are you gonna make this, Wilson?” you ask, a smirk on your face.

“Jesus Christ.” Bucky exhales, looking at the both of you through his goggles. 

“What’s your play here?” Sam calls out loudly.

“Was gonna spray paint ‘asshole’ on the side of the Tower.”

“After the ‘A’?”

“After the ‘A’,” you confirm. 

“Now that’s too small,” Sam tutted. “You gotta think bigger. Paint the whole Tower.” 

“Sam!” Bucky looks horrified. 

“Hmm.” You look like you’re considering it. “Don’t have enough paint for that though.”

“You’re an evil genius, right?” Sam casts a small glance at Bucky. “At least that’s what he tells me.”

“You talk about me?” You grin at the disgruntled man on the ground. 

“I don’t,” he mutters, shaking his head. A lie.

“Yeah, so build something,” Sam points out. “Get some more paint. I’ll even tell you the best vantage points to spill it.”

“No, he won’t,” Bucky shouts from below. 

“He’s just cranky because he didn’t get his prune juice this morning, ignore him,” Sam dismisses him.

Prune juice? He was a young 100, not ancient. 

“What’s your favourite colour, Falcon?”

“I like red.”

As annoyed as Bucky is right now, he stores that away in his memory for later. He also knows Sam loves seafood and a good pair of shoes. 

“A couple of gallons of red paint it is, then.” You lower yourself to the ground, Sam slowly follows suit until he lands beside Bucky.

“You know we can’t let you go without taking those, right?” Bucky tilts his head towards your invention.

You narrow your eyes at him. He doesn’t budge.

“I’ll tell ya what,” Sam pipes in instead. “I’ll keep them until you finish getting the paint and once you’re done, we’ll make an evening out of vandalising the Tower.” 

Bucky may not enjoy his company all that much but he admires Sam’s diplomacy. Of course, you would never make it this easy while reasoning with him.

“That a promise, Mr. Wilson?” You raise your eyebrow at him questioningly but are already in the process of removing the things from your hand. 

“Wouldn’t ever lie to you, doll.” He holds up his hand in a mock swear.

You walk towards Bucky and him, rotating your wrists to get rid of the soreness. “Bold claim for a man who met me ten minutes ago.”

“Feels like it’s been longer.” He sends you a wink and you can’t stop the laugh the escapes from you finally. 

Bucky holds his hand out for the gadgets. You shrink away from him with a click of your tongue.

“Technically, he takes this round.” You send a nod towards Sam, dropping off the repulsors into his hand. “So he gets it.”

Bucky rolls his eyes.

“You gonna keep ‘em safe?” you ask Sam, this time a little more earnestly. 

“Guard it with my life,” he says seriously, pressing his lips together in a line to avoid smiling. 

“You’re both ridiculous,” Bucky cuts in.

“You’re going to be late.” Sam tucks the devices into his pocket safely. “You know how Steve gets when people walk in on his speeches. Do you even have a ride?”

“Got the motorcycle.” 

“See you there.” Sam nods. 

“Save me a place,” Bucky says to him.

“No.” He doesn’t even hesitate. “Y/N. It was a pleasure.”

“Still holding you to that evening, Sam.” You send him a smile.

“I’m countin’ on it.” He gives you a small three finger salute before taking off, leaving you staring after his retracting figure. 

When the dust settles, Bucky awkwardly clears his throat. “Right. So that was that.”

“Dude,” you let out an exhale. “he’s so hot.”

He murmurs something unintelligible. It vaguely sounds like a series of threats but mostly a list of complaints.

“Don’t you have a meeting to get to?” You turn your attention back to him.

“Yeah.”

“Aren’t you going to be late?” You glance at the clock on your phone.

“I’ll just tell them I was on a mission.” Well, sort of. “Besides, what are they gonna do? Kick me out?”

“Fair enough.” You shrug. “Have a safe ride back.”

From what he knows of you and Sam, the both of you were kidding around. But he could never be too sure. He can’t even ask if you were serious about the entire thing because it’s none of his business. 

Were the implications of having his mortal nemesis and other mortal nemesis date important enough to overrule that? 

“Are you planning to skip your meeting, or?” you ask when he remains freezes in his spot, eyes glazed over like he’s thinking about something. “Because if you are, I know this great Thai place-”

“Don’t do that again,” he says instead, shaking his head to jolt him out of his thoughts. 

“What?”

“Flinging yourself off roofs like that.”

“Why?” Because it scared the hell out of him, for one.

“Just don’t.”

“Oh please, like you’ve never done dangerous shit like that before.” You narrow your eyes at him, reading his face. “Are you telling me you care about me?”

“No.” His nose twitches. “Just don’t throw yourself off buildings when I’m around.”

“What about when you’re not?”

“As long as I’m not there to witness it.” He shrugs, spinning on his heel to leave. Technically he preferred if you didn’t do things like that at all. 

“Fine. I’ll just have my clone try out all the dangerous stuff for me.”

 He stops in his tracks. “You have a clone?”

“Well,” You squint, “no. But I’m working on it.”

He scoffs, shaking his head. “Bye Y/N.”

“You know, it sounds an awful lot like you’re saying we’re friends.” Your whole demeanour changes and he already knows what’s coming.

“I never said that,” he argues vehemently. “All I said was that I can’t have your murder on my hands.”

“Thus implying that we’re friends. In a fucked up, enemies kind of way.” You positively beam at him. “Aw, Barnes, that’s adorable.”

Adorable? Adorable?

“I hate you.”

“I love you, too, bestie,” you gush, dumb grin on your face. “I’ll make us friendship rings next time. What are your thoughts on matching tattoos?”

He wants to cry. 

______

By the time Sam walks into the meeting room, the session’s already begun. He shoots an apologetic look to a monologuing Steve before taking his place at the nearest chair available. 

Something sharp pokes his thigh. His wings are off and in the backpack beside him, but then he remembers your little inventions that were still in his pocket.

He tries not to make much of a noise while he pulls them out, giving them a look over to make sure they’re not broken.

“Watcha got there, Big Bird?” Tony asks lowly from beside him.

“Something that Barnes’ enemy made.” Sam holds it up slightly. 

“The one he’s been rendezvousing around town with every weekend?” 

“That’s her.” He’s about to put it in his backpack when Tony stops him.

“Pass that here for a second.” He recognises it immediately for what it is, interest piqued. 

Sam hands one of them over while he puts the other back in the bag. It’s a metallic circle, not bigger than Tony’s palm, with a thick leather strap to tie it around your palm.

“She made this?” 

“Why don’t you ask him?” Sam mentions towards Bucky who silently slips into the conference room, standing in the corner near the potted plant since there were no more chairs left.

“The balance has gotta be off on this thing,” he mutters to himself, wholly ignoring the brooding man standing in the corner like a Christmas tree.

“She seemed to be manoeuvring it fine,” Sam catches the eye of a lower ranking agent who makes the mistake of glaring at him for talking while the meeting was going on. A few seconds later the agent hastily looks away and doesn’t turn around for the rest of the hour. 

“Could be better.” He uses a much more intricate model for his suits, although this isn’t even half-bad for a homemade version. “Do you know how long she took to make this?”

“Buck says she comes up with a new one every week, so I’m guessing that long.” 

It had a few glitches but it was incredibly refined for a week’s worth of work.

“Interesting.” He gives it a quick overlook before handing it back to Sam who drops it into the bag.

He casts a swift glance at Bucky, noting how he wasn’t even paying attention to the meeting but rather to whatever he had tied around his metal wrist, fidgeting with it with his thumb. 

Tony has an idea. 

And that was generally bad news.

Next part

[aishterukii]

Clavis Main Story route (avatar challenge, HSS, etc.)

Just compiling some of the differences between Clavis’s normal and premium avatar stories, and some input on His Side Stories. Placing this under a cut because of spoilers. if you’re a bit tight on dias and keys then hopefully, this can help you decide which stories you want to go for ^^

spoiler warning!

AVATAR STORIES

CHAPTER 4

In the Premium version, Clavis teases Emma, wanting her to admit that she loves him more than books. they have a Stare Off... and then Emma headbutts him. the rest is the same as the normal version.

CHAPTER 10

Clavis asks Emma to be his lap pillow in the Premium version, and that’s pretty much it. He sort of admits that he wants to experience how a lap pillow feels like. reveals that his real reason for asking emma to be his lap pillow is so that emma doesn’t leave him while he sleeps

CHAPTER 14

(to be updated)

CHAPTER 19

haven’t read the normal version yet but if it’s anything similar to JP then...in the Premium ver. Clavis teases Emma into believing he’s going to kiss her and Emma doesn’t actually stop him which surprises Clavis. and then Emma blushes really hard

CHAPTER 24 (ROMANTIC)

again, haven’t read the normal version, so I’m basing it on JP. they added some more explicit moments, but other than that, not much really(?). Still, their confession is pretty nice to reread from time to time :> 

CHAPTER24 (DRAMATIC)

(to be updated)

HIS SIDE STORIES

((this is still mostly incomplete))

Chapter 6

it shows you a different side of Clavis, a peak into the past of his 'mistake' and you can clearly feel his regret and frustration. He finds himself wondering if Emma, as Belle who has a pure and beautiful heart, would think of his actions as evil. the flashbacks overlap really well with the present time as you listen to him describe his convictions.

Chapter 8 (2nd read)

Already talked about it a bit here. But yeah majority of this HSS features young Clavis and young Chev. It shows how they were first introduced to each other and how Clavis started to want to beat Chev. Also shows what he was thinking as he caught Emma asking Chev about him. He's fine with her wanting to know more about him, he just didn't want her asking Chevalier, aka the person who has probably seen him at his worst, and knows all of his darkest secrets.

Chapter 13

Clavis doesn't appear for the majority of this chapter in the main story, so we get to see what actually happened behind the scenes. His side story shows what Clavis's been up to and what he's like when he doesn't need to wear his mask of a smile. Also shows what he was truly feeling while he was doing what Gilbert threatened asked him to do. He thinks about how Emma would be disappointed in him if she knew what he was up to. This is also when we see him get the idea of testing Emma even further, to see if she would break and lose her love for him.

Chapter 15 (bond)

(still stuck at bond level 15 rip)

Chapter 18 (2nd read)

(to be updated)

Chapter 21 (Romantic)

If you’re a fan of Gilbert, this one features him heavily. gives more insight into his and Clavis’s relationship as well as their encounter with each other on bloodstained rose day. Also shows why Emma only woke up after they were already in the cell.

Chapter 25 (Romantic)

Clavis recalls the happenings during Emma’s first day as belle. briefly shows a flashback of Leticia. Clavis thinks about how Emma was the first person he truly loved. shows his inner conflict with believing and accepting Emma’s love because of his trauma.

Chapter 21 (Dramatic)

(to be updated)

Chapter 25 (dramatic)

(to be updated)

just mindless ramblings after reading his route:

- they translated おっと to ‘Oopsie’ and idk how to feel about that lmao

- and 恋人殿 to “my lovely lover”

- Cyran... I still keep calling him Cyril in my head

- Cyran, Hugo and Kai... must protecc :’) I’m really excited for the more love with the beast event to come to EN. their banter and dynamic together with Clavis is so cute

- the amount of times Cyran made me laugh. cybird im begging you, give him a model, I can’t live off of “he has red hair”

- HSS chapter 6 was a really good read, so was 13... actually all of them so far are. Chapter 10 avatar tugged on my heartstrings again. Chapter 23 (romantic) was the chapter I was most excited about and it didn’t disappoint. Chapter 24 as well had me in tears again.

- is it just me or did they slightly change the very last part of his romantic epilogue? I remember the JP one being a bit different, mostly with Emma’s lines. I’ll have to reread it.

[mammonswhore]

Heyy🐨 May I have the brothers with a jealous MC??👀 how would the brothers react🤨? why is MC jealous🤔? it can be NSFW if you want🤭😏

only if you're comfortable🤗

remember to drink water and eat daily🥰

Heyy🐨 May I have the brothers with a jealous MC??👀 how would the brothers react🤨? why is MC jealous🤔? it can be NSFW if you want🤭😏

only if you're comfortable🤗

remember to drink water and eat daily🥰

yes! thanks for the reminder,drink a lot of water u too🖤

How the Brothers will react to MC being jealous.

warnings: NSFW (mostly Levi,Mammon & Satan)

✒Lucifer

He will notice right away that you are jealous since he is very aware of your body language and he is very attentive.

Still he will not waste the opportunity to tease a little even if he knows it's not the best thing to do.

He was talking to a lesser demon,they were talking about how to improve the learning system of RAD but he could notice the lust going through this succubis eyes. Lucifer can be a lot of things but he was not and will never be a cheater (50% because it will hurt you and 50% because his pride wouldn't even stand for it) but still decided to keep things professional.

Of course you didn't knew this since you were just watching from a distance, Asmo was by your side being surprised by two of his fans. "That succubi is trying to get Lucifer's attention,you should do something,MC" The Avatar of Lust cooed playfully.

There is two possible scenarios: you wait there where you are and act all high and mighty (since he likes that) or you approach them with an excuse.

If you decide to wait there and play a facade game with your boyfriend on who can get the other to explode on jealousy, then you will have to face an argument later. Lucifer was kind of insecure sometimes,you spent a lot of time with his brothers before he acknowledged his feelings and he knew that he didn't have as much time as they did. He felt like in an constant competition on who got more of you attention,him or any of his brothers. After you argued for a while about how that succubi was practically begin on their knees for him,Lucifer will give in. He knew you were correct but still it hurt his pride to let you know he was wrong. After that you can choose to whether have cuddles and a good dinner at Lucifer's room or a pleasant night having sex. Either way both are awesome.

But if you decide to approach them with an excuse just to get Lucifer's attention, he will be thrilled. His ego and pride being boosted knowing you wanted him and only him to give you his attention but still he was at work so you shouldn't bother him. If the excuse includes something real (like a meeting or a problem with his brothers) he will not be that pissed since you didn't interrupted out of just pure jealousy. If the excuse is something that could wait for him to finish,you are in for a punishment. Lucifer will take you to his room after dinner,he has been planning on this punishment since a few hours ago when the incident happened. He will tie you down,blindfold you and punish you the best way he knows: with pain. But don't misunderstand his intentions,he is giving as much pain as pleasure as he can. The feeling of you being edged and not being able to cum,your whines and the soft tremble in your voice when you beg for him to let you cum drives him insane. After a few minutes of begging he will do what he was waiting for,both of you enjoying the rest of the night together.

"Lucifer please just let me..."

"I told you to be quiet if you want to cum, stay still and don't you dare make a sound." He says with a dark grin on hia face.

✒Mammon.

It's normal for Mammon to get jealous out of the most minimal things but he was used to hide,afraid that if you knew about it you will break up with him.

Still this time he was not the one jealous, it was you. But you have it easy this time, he will be happy if you got jealous and make an scene clamming him as yours.

He was being surrounded by a few models he was posing with,you were seeing his face in the last Majolish edition and you could feel that ugly sensation building up in your chest. It was awful to feel that way and it was even worse when you could see the smile on Mammon's face waiting for you to make a comment about his photoshoot.

“You look good."

Your comment came out harder than expected and you could see his expression falling down a little.

"It's okay if you don't like it,MC." Mammon said with a sad note on his face then he left to his room and you were just standing there with the magazine on your hands.

It took you a while to go to his room to apologize but Mammon already had other plans in mind.

"Mammon I'm sorry for not being..."

"I don't want to hear it,now please come in and lock the door" he said,cutting you off.

You did as he said and got close to him, Mammon seemed angry and at the same time curious. His hands roamed from your hips and back a while before talking again.

"You are very ungrateful,you know that, treasure?" He asked slowly and with a rasping voice,Mammon was horny and feeling a little bit dominant today. It was not your lucky day,that was for sure.

"What do you mean,Mammon?" You asked feeling curious as well.

"You will find out now undress,get on the bed facing the pillows and if you hold at least one sound I'll not fuck you properly,got it?" He said grabbing both of your hands and pulling them behind your back, leading you to bed.

"Mammon I'm sorry I was jealous and it was not my intention to make you feel bad."

Mammon laughed softly and if it was another situation you might have laughed with him but it was not,he was already planning a proper thing to do so there was no escape.

“I know you were jealous I'm not dumb,ya know? But you got your moment of jealousy and I had to suck it up but now I want to get something in return so I want to hear you scream my name and if you decide to just hold yourself even a little I will not give you the pleasure to have my dick inside of you? I want everyone in this fucking house to now who you belong to. So get on the bed so I can get to work,gotcha?" He finishes and leaves a small kiss on your forehead before pulling your arms up and take your shirt off.

Safe to say that every single member of the house who walked past Mammon's door couls hear you begging for him to fuck you already.

✒Levi.

You were counting the hours since you got to Levi's room in order to get some attention from your beloved boyfriend but instead you had to sit and wait for him to finish gaming. The first times it happened it was cool,you were not the needy type so you could wait and he controlled himself a little to stop the gaming and give you that attention that both of you enjoyed so much.

But this time it was different,you have been laying on his tub for three hours straight and he didn't give a single fuck about it. Jealousy was kicking in and you wanted to stop him from talking with his friends about that one game that he could only play in squads so joining the team was not an option.

“I'll go now" you said more to yourself than for your boyfriend who didn't even hear you.

You went downstairs catching Asmo going out of his room and being fast to notice your state. He came to you and asked what was wrong with your attitude today,after you explained to him what happened he offered to calm you down with a spa night together. You were not so sure about it because at the time you were reconsidering going into Levi's room and talk but then Asmo said something you couldn't ignore.

"Levi is the Avatar of Envy so let's just have a spa night and I'll post some of it in my devilgram stories and be sure he is going to be as mad as you were just now." He said with a playful smile.

That was not going to end well but it was worth a try anyways. Both of you got to the kitchen and made drinks and grabbed some snacks before going to his bedroom and start with the whole thing. Asmo gave you a bathrobe and make sure to tie it so part of your chest was exposed before snapping a pic of both of you together in front of his full body mirror,sitting on the floor and drinking wine from two cups. But that was not enough for Asmo so he snapped a video of both of you putting the face masks on each other and writing "MC can always come to me when their bf doesn't give them the right attention🖤" before posting it on his story.

"Asmo open up!" Levi said from the other side of the door fifteen minutes after, his knocking was hard and persistent.

"I'm going jeez you are annoying." Asmo said with a huff before opening the door.

"So this is what you do when you need affection? You come to see him? Am I not enough for you,MC?" Leviathan asked angrily but deep inside it was his fear of you changing him talking. You got to him after coming out of the bathroom with your face already clean.

"Excuse me? I've been sitting on your tub for three hours straight waiting for you to finish you game and hearing you talk with your damn friends about how good are all of you,so don't you dare come to me trying to use the "am I not enough" card because when I try to show you you are,indeed,enough you just shove me off or hust ignore me. Now you can go if you want because Asmo and I are having plenty of fun here." You said back,now Levi was feeling way more angry and jealous than before.

"No,you are coming with me!" Levi said before grabbing you by the hips and pulling you on his shoulders. Then he started walking out of Asmo's room.

"Levi I think this is enough,you are making a scene!" You said trying to sound mad but deep down you were happy you were getting the attention you were craving for.

"I don't give a fuck." Levi huffed before getting to his room and pulling you out of his shoulders and taking the bathrobe out of your body.

"Levi..."

"No,listen up and listen up well,MC. I might not be the best but you are still my partner and only mine so if you want attention just say it,if you want me to stop playing I will but you better start being clear because I don't want to do this again." He said looking calm but his tail already popped out of his body and his horns were almost popping out too.

"I don't want you to stop doing what you like but you also like me,do me once in a while too." You said without thinking about it twice.

Levi blushed and ignored your needy eyes for a second before going to his door and putting the lock on it. He then came back to you and buried his face on the crook of your neck.

"Why do you gotta be so difficult sometimes? You can't go around making me feel this way every time,MC." Levi said before sucking the place his face was resting,you could feel his tail wrapping around your hips and brushing one of your legs with the tip of it.

"I can make you feel even better if you just sit and relax,please." You said closing your eyes and placing your hands on his tail making him moan softly.

"Are-are you going to ride me,MC?" Levi asked under his breath pulling his face out of your neck to look at you.

"Yes,and it's going to be best I've ever done but I need you to sit and relax so I can work." His eyes got darker and his tail abandoned your hips to wrap around your leg and start teasing you with the tip.

"I want you to suck my dick before and while you do it I want to fuck you with my tail." He says blushing and looking away.

"Bet,now get on your chair and let me suck you,please?" He nodded and sat on his gamer chair,you got on your knees un pulled his pants and underwear down with his help. When his cock was free it only took you a second to get your mouth to work and let your ears be blessed with Levi's moans. Before you could even think about it,Levi started stimulating you with his tail making you moan now. He was smirking but his smirk was quickly deleted by the loud moan who escaped from his mouth when you went to deepthroat.  It was going to be a long afternoon and you will probably skip dinner.

✒Satan

As much as you didn't like to admit it,it was hard to see Satan help so many demons at the library but it was still cute to visit him once in a while to take him some tea to warm up his work a little.

And today you were there with a recently bought cup of steaming tea for your boyfriend who seemed occupied talking to a demon you didn't knew about.

"He is not doing nothing wrong,he is just talking with them,it's alright." You said to yourself.

But the chatting was not over so you just sat on one of the many tables at the library waiting for him,you were being irrational and not thinking clearly but you were not jealous,at least that's what you said to yourself. Ten minutes after you decided to move and go to Belphie who was the one who accompanied you to the library with the excuse that he needed a book but in reality he was just looking for a quiet place to sleep.

"Belphie,can we do something?" You asked the sleepy demon when you got to him,he yawned and looked at you with a playful smile.

"Yeah,gimme that cup of tea and let's just talk for a while... But only if you braid my hair." He said now smiling softly,you nodded with a smile and gave him the cup of tea who was originally for Satan.

You were talking for a while,Belphie still had some tea in his cup and half of his hair braided by you. Then Satan appeared and watched the two of you interact, the jealousy was building inside of him when watching both of you be so playful and intimate. You never braided his hair and he was sure that the cup Belphie put down just now was for him. He cleared his throat waiting for you to stand up and give him a kiss but instad you just looked at him and smiled before going back to finish the braiding.

"Hi Satan,we were waiting for you but you were busy so we got comfortable, isn't that right,MC?" Belphie said wanting to tease his brother and it worked.

“Yeah,I bought you some tea but I didn't want to interrupt you so Belphie drank it,by the way who was that demon? They seemed pretty cool." You said with a smile acting innocent and unbothered which drove Satan insane for a split second.

"They are certainly not important,I just finished my shift,can we go now?" He said fixing his uniform trying to look as unbothered as you were.

"Yes,I can finish your hair when you get home if you want to." You said to Belphie with a smile that he reciprocated and nodded.

"Have a good time,tell Beel I'll sleep here a few more hours before going home. Thanks for the hair,MC." He said hugging you before you got up of your seat.

Satan growled down his breath and waited for you to pick up your things like a gentlemen. Both of you started your way back home having a simple talk about your respective days. He didn't wanted you to feel annoyed by his jealousy so he didn't say anything until you mentioned that Lucifer helped you with some homework today before going to see him.

"What? Why didn't you ask me? I'm the one helping you with homework every single day." He said with an angry tone.

"I know but I also know you don't like when I go the the library to steal your attention when you are working so I just asked him to help me this time,I'm not going to do it every single day."  You said with a happy smile,you knew your teasing was working.

"I know I said that but I can always make an exception for you." He smiles but it's just a facade,he was burning inside.

"Oh no,you can't make an exception for me every time I need help with something like homework so don't worry,okay?" You said rubbing his arm softly. He nodded and kept silent until you got home and he said he was going to take a bath.

You did the same thing and when you got out of the tub you saw a message from him saying that he needed help and if you could being your things from RAD to his room. You put on some clother quickly and did as he said. When you got there Satan gave you a simple kiss and locked the door.

"I know I shouldn't feel jealous about things that are insignificant but I can't help but to think about why would you choose to do something as important as homework with Lucifer and not with me. So tell me MC,do you think Lucifer is smarter than me?" He asked with a terrific smile that send shivers down your back.

"No,I will never doubt your knowledge." You said,your voice trembling a little.

"Why are you so scared,my little lamb? Now we are going to do more homework but with a reward,for every question you answer right I'll pound into you but if you answer wrong I'll just stay still and use you as a cockwarmer and you better don't move. Do I have permission to use you,dear?" He asked,you nod and got rid of your pants and underwear and positioned yourself on his cock,your back facing him and your arms resting on the sides of the desk.

Everything went alright,he was already pounding into you when you got it wrong and he stopped.

"Satan please please please." You whined,he shaked his head slightly and spread one of your legs so his cock went even deeper making you moan again.

"You don't deserve it,now tell me everything you know about the first pandemic that occurred in the Devildom and don't you dare move,darling." The blond said watching you squirm and fight your need to move.

✒Asmo

He is easy to get jealous and you knew it and that's why you decided to go working out with Beel and came back both of you sweating a lot. Asmo found out that he likes to see you sweating for the mere fact that you also sweat when he keeps you up for more than your fragile human body can take. But this time he was not the only one jealous. Having to deal with his fans club was a pain in the ass,they were not disrespectful towards you but you knew they wanted Asmo all for themselves and,surprise! So did you.

"Asmo if you are going to get inside smelling like 20 different demons at least just spray some perfume." Levi said scrunching his nose and walking away.

"You are just jealous I get to have all the demons I want." Asmo replicated amd then sat right besides you wanting a kiss.

"Hey,how are you doing?" You asked ignoring his needs,your eyes into the book in your hands not being able to even look at your boyfriend.

"I want a kiss,MC." He said snuggling against you a little bit more.

"And I want you to stop smelling like other demons but I can't have what I want and it seems like neither can you." You said letting the jealousy speak.

Asmo gasped and put his hands on his chest dramatically,Lucifer chuckled softly from the other side of the common room and you were still not looking at him.

"I can't avoid it,darling. Those demons want my attention and I have to give it to them,I cant help when they want to snuggle up against me or just to get closer to feel my scent but if it makes you feel better,there are things they will never be able to experience with me and you can!" He said happily,kissing your cheek.

"Fine,I'll go to my room." You said still angry,the sound of Asmodeus whinings filled the air as you walked away.

After a few minutes whining to Lucifer about what might have gotten into your head,Lucifer told him a few things.

"They are jealous,Asmo. MC was trying to not punch you in the face when Levi made that comment about you smelling like other demons." Lucifer said while going through paperwork.

"How is that they can be jealous? I'm loyal to them and they should now it already." Asmo hissed feeling a little bad about his actions.

"How do you feel when MC goes to you and they smell like one of us? It's almost the same thing with the difference that MC can't tell when you smell like other demons." Lucifer explained to his younger brother making him feel bad about his actions.

He did remembered all those times you got to him smelling like one of them and he made sure to infest you with his scent so his brothers knew you were with him but you couldn't do that because humans don't have a different scent,they all smell the same.

"You should apologize." Lucifer said after watching Asmo stand there,struggling to know what to do next.

"I won't,it's my nature and they have to accept it." Asmo said angrily,surprising Lucifer. He could almost see pride going through his brothers.

"Remember that you are not the only one after MC,Asmo. And if I didn't get things wrong,they are going out with Mammon today." The oldest said trying to make his brother rethink his actions but it didn't work.

"Fine they can do whatever they want,it's not like I'm the one jealous." And he went to his room to have a rampage alone.

And you were not going to apologize either so it was like a dead end,at least that's how Asmodeus saw the situation.

Lucifer's words were floating through his mind and he knew that if he wasn't fast enough to find a solution one of his brothers would offer his shoulder to cry on and he couldn't let them take advantage of a simple mistake like this.

He was going out of his room when he found you at his door getting ready to knock. He was shocked so when you asked him if you could talk it was like if someone threw cold water to him.

"I know I should not feel jealous but I can't avoid it. There's millions of people out there that are really willing to give you everything you need and want without putting any type of limit and maybe that's what you want but I can't give you that,Asmo. So I get it if you want to end things here." You said looking away from his peachy eyes and red cheeks.

"What? No,MC! I'm not letting you go this easily,I'm not going to stand here and watch you walk away because that's not how I do things and neither do you! I can make an effort and you can be honest with the things I do that you don't like because I am honest and you should too so... Please,don't leave everything that we have now." Asmodeus says with a shaky voice and teary eyes.

"Asmo I don't want to leave you."

"Then don't." He says embracing you in a hug and pushing you to bed so both of you could cuddle.

"MC,darling... Do you want to have sex now? Like a reconciliation type of sex." Asmo says in a low tone after a while cuddling together,you laugh loudly and he smirks.

"Fine but it has to be quick because Satan is making dinner and he won't wait for us." You say,getting on top of him to kiss him.

"The good things I can do can't be done quick,MC." Asmo hissed before pulling his clothes off.

✒Beel.

It was after a game,you were taking him snacks when you could notice some demons talking to him. You knew about them because he told you about their existence as soon as they approached him but there was something off about these people.

And then you saw it,one of them was caressing Beel's arm and he was highly uncomfortable and it was obvious (at least to you). So you went there.

"Hi guys,sorry for interrupting but my boyfriend and I have a date planned and I need him to come with me." You said with a very obvious fake smile making them growl at you like dogs.

"Let's go." Beel said taking your hand and pulling you away from them.

"How can they be so disrespectful? Everybody knows we are dating and you were clearly uncomfortable and now you probably smell like them and ugh..." You growl when you are already away from them.

"You are cute when you are jealous." Beel says smiling,he liked when you talked about him as yours and yours only.

"I'm not jealous I'm just saying that they should respect you." You say looking in your bag for the snacks you brought him.

"It's okay if you are jealous,MC." Beelzebub says when you hand him a pair of snacks.

"I'm... I am jealous,of course I am jealous but it's stupid because you don't even gave me reasons to be jealous and it wasn't even your fault you were just being polite." Beel takes you with one of his hands and pulls you closer to him by your waist.

"MC you don't have to be jealous,I have eyes for you and you only. You are the only person I can be with without my stomach bothering me." He says with a soft smile.

"I love you,a lot. You know that,don't you?” You ask giving the same type of smile to your tall and cute boyfriend.

"Let's go home,I'm kinda hungry now." He says taking your hand and starts walking.

"I was so mad I didn't even noticed your stomach growling,sorry." You said,blush crossing your cheeks in embarrassment.

"Um... That's not the only type of hungry I was talking about." He says blushing.

"Oh..."

Both of you are blushing hard and the few people around can only see you with happy eyes,love was not something that Devildom was used to see so it was heart warming at some point even for some demons.

When both of you got home (and after he got something to eat) it was time for him to eat again. Leaving you softly in his bed after checking on that Belphie was sleeping somewhere else but their room, Beel asked for permission before pulling down your underwear and get to work.

He was not only being fed by your beautiful self but his mind was going 1000 miles per minute as you kept moaning his name and praising him.

"Beel oh Lord you are amazing." You whined after you already cum twice just for his mouth.

He didn't say anything but instead positioned himself on your entrance and got into you slowly as you grabbed the sheets trying to take him all at once. Both of you being consumed by lust as he pounded into you with no shame at all and you whined his name over and over again.

✒Belphie

This was an odd one,he was not the type to catch on when someone flirted with him but he was not an idiot and he was getting pissed at two lesser demons who were flirting with him at RAD's cafeteria as he waited for you to come back from a meeting with Lucifer and Diavolo.

"I know you have someone in your life but we can join if you want us to." They said to him.

"I thinks it's pretty obvious that he is not interested on any of you so you can shove off now." You said,every single of your words having the right amount of venom.

"Ugh,humans are nasty anyways." One of them said and both walked away.

"I was just trying to sleep." Belphie said feeling annoyed as you were.

"It's okay,I don't mind." You said very safe of your words but it wasn't true at all.

You knew Belphie was not about dating other people but it was affecting you anyways and your boyfriend could tell.

"You know I only want you so don't get that head of yours tells you otherwise, okay MC?" he said with his sleepy voice.

You smiled and nodded but you could feel something was off inside you.

That day when both of you got home you remember what Mammon once said to you. “humans have their special smell and all of us smell a little bit like you,when you get physical with any of us your scent sticks to us for a couple of days."  So you put your plan going and decided to infest Belphie with your scent in the best way possible.

"MC? You seemed anxious on the phone,is everything okay?" Belphegor asked getting in the attic.

"It certainly is but I want to have some time alone with you and I was getting a little bit anxious when you didn't show up." You explained to him with a little smile.

He smiled and walked towards you,feeling the list built up inside him. His hands got to your neck and pulled you into a kiss that was getting more and more steamy every second.

"Belphie,I want to mark you." You said when you two broke the kiss to start undressing.

"Then please do." He said under his breath, ready to have a very hot night.

[inhuman-obey-me]

Deadly Envy

Word Count: 1.8k Description: Perhaps directing insults directly to the Avatar of Envy's face is a mistake -- or, Leviathan reminds some demons of their place. Part of the A Demon's Nature series. Finally got back to continuing this, so here's Leviathan! Apologies for the delay, hope this is okay;; Note: Vepar is a demon associated with the sea and is one of the 72 demons that Solomon has a pact with, mentioned in the Ars Goetia. They were often depicted as a merman. Lassal is a minor demon named in the Liber de Angelis and is associated with the moon. Can also be found on AO3 here. content warning: blood, brute force violence, mild gore, use of hallucinogens

The Avatar of Envy was not one to find comfort in being alone with his thoughts, but there were times where he would wander to a certain cove by the oceanside, a place just for him where he found a sense of peace, a sense of belonging. The taste of salt in the air, the gentle spray of ocean mist, the sound of the waves crashing into the surrounding rocks -- yes, this was another home for him, one he dearly missed.

Leviathan closed his eyes, basking in the light of the Devildom moon as he debated going into the water tonight. It would be nice to go for a swim, but he was also itching to get back home and watch the latest episode of the anime he had recently gotten into.

“Well, well, who do we have here?”

Leviathan’s eyes snapped open, his body tense as he recognized the voice of the demon who unceremoniously interrupted him.

“Vepar,” the name left the sea serpent’s lips in a near hiss. “What are you doing here?”

“Why, enjoying the view this fine evening. I assume you’re doing the same? What a surprise, to see you actually outside! I thought you loved the computer screen more these days.” They laughed, a ripple of malice present in what should have been a joyous sound.

Of all demons, why did it have to be Vepar that had found his sanctuary? Every time Leviathan looked at them, or thought about them, envy bubbled in his chest and filled every fiber of his being.

Vepar had been one of the angels who fell alongside the brothers in the Great Celestial War - one of the few survivors outside of his family - and had been a rather high-ranking officer in the army at the time. After becoming a demon, they managed to become a Captain in Hell’s Royal Navy, following Leviathan as his subordinate. Or, that’s how it would have appeared, if it wasn’t for the fact that Vepar had seemingly lost all respect for their superior.

Their relationship was practically non-existent these days, as the Royal Navy hadn’t been active in centuries. They were never terribly close to begin with, but a great chasm seemed to have opened up between them as the years passed and Leviathan watched Vepar be so … successful.

How was it that this demon who ranked beneath him had managed to climb up so much higher in the social sphere? In true normie fashion, they had no issue conversing with strangers and seemed to make friends wherever they went. They were smooth with their words, charming with their smile, and always knew the right thing to say.

Except when it came to Leviathan.

“What’s with that look? I was just speaking the truth, wasn’t I?” Vepar grins, their mockery obvious. They brush a long lock of hair from their face before looking over their shoulder. “Oh, Lassal, look who I found!” They call out behind them, and soon another demon appears from the dark, his wispy white hair reflecting the moonlight. He was one of the lesser demons who seemed to cling to Vepar whenever they were together.

“Ah, Lord Leviathan..!” Lassal starts a bit nervously, unsure how to act in this situation. After all, he often joined in on the endless ribbing of the Avatar of Envy. The Greater Demon was never around to hear it, so what was the harm? “It’s, uh, nice to see you.”

“I was just telling him how strange it was to see him here. After all, I don’t think there’s a video game store anywhere near this area.” Vepar continues, the deriding smile still on his face. “Such a rare sighting of the ever-elusive demon. And all alone, too … but, I suppose it’s true that you don’t have any friends.”

Leviathan glares at the long-haired demon, his hands now curled into fists as they continue their jabs. Has he really become such a joke? Of course, a worthless otaku like me doesn’t deserve any respect, he thinks, They only care about my position when they have to…

“I would offer you to join us, but… hmm, you’d honestly just kill the mood.” Vepar shrugs, turning to Lassal, and attempts to get him to join in. “Isn’t that right? I mean, we all know how pathetic he is!”

The jealous thoughts continue to invade his mind. They only care because of my brothers. I’m obviously the weakest link, huh? Even Solomon liked Vepar enough to make a pact with them … they might be even better friends than we are …

“R-right!” Lassal easily bends to the other demon’s will. “Sorry, Leviathan, but you’re not really fun to have around.”

And then they feel comfortable enough to talk like this to me, to my face?! They have all the qualities I lack, everything is so much easier for them, and I’m just a laughing stock who only deserves mockery, huh? Is that it..?

“Oh, so polite. Come now, weren’t we talking earlier of how sad of a demon he is?”

“Yeah,” All nervousness is gone from Lassal, a rather smug expression taking over his features instead. “It’s hard to believe that he’s one of the demons ruling over us...it’s funny because even he knows how depressing he is, isn’t that right?”

They really think they’re so much better than me?!

“And to think, he’s Grand Admiral -- ”

“SHUT UP!” Leviathan finally speaks, his envy burning hot and turning into rage as he lunges at Vepar, his claws digging into their throat. “You actually think you can just talk to me like that?” His eyes shift, turning more snake-like while ink spreads through his sclera. His horns grow larger, his tail longer, and his teeth look a bit too sharp when he growls at them. “May I remind you that YOU serve under ME?”

A gargled choke manages to leave the caught demon’s mouth, their eyes wide in surprise. Lassal, who let out a squeak of terror when the third-born attacked, was trying to scurry away from the scene -- only to be caught by Leviathan’s tail in a tight grip.

“And where do you think you’re going?” The sea serpent shot a deadly glare at the lower-level demon, hoisting him up into the air to dangle upside-down. Leviathan turns his attention back to the other demon, trying to stop himself from ripping their head off right then and there.

“I might not be the most sociable guy, or the most popular, or the coolest, or … whatever! But if you really think you can just talk shit to my face and get away with it, you’ve got another thing coming.” His forked tongue slips through his lips with a menacing hiss. “It seems you both need a reminder that I’m the Third Demon Lord, your superior, your Greater, your ruler.”

“I-I’m sorry…” Vepar manages to get out, their previous haughty air vanishing as dread sunk in, a heaviness sinking into their bones. “I--”

“Oh, save your fucking apologies, Vepar!” Leviathan spits at their face. “If it wasn’t for your little pact with Solomon, I would kill you this instant.” He momentarily digs his claws further into their skin. “Your little friend, on the other hand…”

Lassal whimpers, trying to shake his head furiously. “P-please Lord Leviathan! I-I only said such things b-because Vepar made me! They -- “ His words are cut off with a choke as the Avatar’s tail tightens around their neck as Leviathan brings him close to his own face.

“Wow, throwing them under the bus? I guess I can’t expect anything more from the likes of you.” Leviathan sneers, the claws of his free hand going to drag down along Lassal’s face, venom leaving their tips and entering his bloodstream. With a flick of his tail he slams Lassal into the ground head-first, the jagged rock they were upon cracking slightly from the force. “If you thought I was going to go cry in my room because of your taunting, you were sadly mistaken.”

Lassal’s skull was fractured, blood dripping from the head wound caused by impact. If he was trying to say anything more, it came out in incoherent words and sounds, which soon turned into struggling screams. The venom that now coursed through his veins had a hallucinogenic quality that made the victim feel as if they were drowning, and it seemed to be working rather well. Leviathan thrashed him about again, making sure to smash his skull against the rock over and over and over and over and --

“Leviathan, stop! He’s dead!” Vepar screams, managing to get some more words out as the grip on their throat had slightly loosened while the Avatar was preoccupied with the other demon. Leviathan makes sure to deliver one more whack for good measure before dropping Lassal to the ground, his head smashed to bits and nothing more than a messy pile of bone, blood, and flesh.

“So he is.” His voice is cold, distant. His orange-purple eyes are glowing as he turns his attention back to the still living demon. “Now, as for you, Vepar… what was it that you wanted to say earlier? Something about how you couldn’t believe I could still be called the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy?”

“I-I didn’t say that, I just … look, I’m sorry, okay? You just a-appeared to have become so weak, you -- “

“...became an easy target?” Leviathan finishes their thought. “Well, let this be a lesson, Vepar. Think you’re better than me all you want, think you have so much more than I do, but at the end of the day…” He drags his claws down Vepar’s chest, sharp points sinking into their flesh and creating several large gashes that spurt dark ichor. They bite their lip in an attempt to hold back their cries of pain, tears streaming down their cheeks. “...I am at the top. I have more power than you do, and I will make sure that your existence will be a miserable one if you dare challenge me again.”

Mumbled words left Vepar’s lips, soon followed by a sharp cry when Leviathan sank his claws into their torso once more.

“What was that?”

“Y-yes Grand Admiral, sir. N-never again, sir!” The words tumbled out without a second thought, the demon trying not to let his body tremble too much from the mix of fear and pain.

“Good.” Leviathan retracts his claws and lets Vepar slump to the ground to their knees, his cold gaze lingering on them for a moment before looking over to the mangled corpse of Lassal. Turning away from the scene, Leviathan begins to walk away, raising a hand in the air.

“Clean that mess up.” He pauses, looking over his shoulder to fix the fellow sea demon a menacing glare. “And that’s an order.”

[books-and-catears]

Right everyone hold on to your feels, you will shortly be boarding Angst Express 101. Just look at this brilliant and angsty ask I'm speechless. Even the pairings you asked for are so unique and well thought this is a perfect angst concept. And I really hope I could do this justice. Thank you so much for this ask @saltypaperdestiny

So very sorry for the delay, this was the longest ask I've ever written and boy was I delighted. Though I have to admit I had to cry through some of them myself. This is PART 1. Rest of the brothers and the newly Dateables coming soon in part 2.

Who loved you first? Pt1

Lucifer : Simeon

It was time, he decided. After months of being in your presence, his prideful heart had melted enough to recognise his feelings for you. You were the only he'd truly humble down for, because the affection and care you displayed was unparalled.

"MC please get dressed in something nice. I'm taking you to Ristorante Six as a thank you for helping me with Cerebus and the council paperwork" He says to you, barely containing the excitement. He couldn't wait to see the look on your face when he confessed and how you'd blush when you kissed your knuckles and your cheek and wait - What is Simeon doing in your room at this hour?

He didn't want to interrupt, surely it might be nothing to bother about. He patiently waited outside until he heard what Simeon said.

Simeon: MC... You look beautiful, what's the occasion?

MC: Aw thank you Simeon. You're always so kind. It's nothing much, Lucifer is taking me out as a thank you.

Simeon: Oh do you have to leave right away...?

MC: Oh no no. It's okay I have some more time.

Simeon: Well I originally came here to invite you to try Luke's latest attempt at some new recipes but now there's something else I feel like I must tell you. *Blushes* Something I've been holding back for too long.

MC: *joking* Oh what have you been hiding from me, angel? Speak I beseech you!

Simeon: *laughing and then going solemn* MC... *Takes your hands in his* I love you. I love you with all my heart.

MC: ....me? You love..me? But I'm not nearly-

Simeon: You're the most beautiful soul I've ever met. You radiate kindness and forgiveness and everything pure, overcoming the seven biggest evils you reside with. How can I not love you? Tell me, MC, will you accept me as yours?

Lucifer had a half a mind to storm in and laugh in Simeon's face. What a failure this attempt was going to be. His pride grew inside him as he stifled a laugh. MC was his and only his and now he would take pleasure in watching Simeon learn that. Surely MC was going to turn him down nicely but still. He creeped closer to the door, looking through the open crack.

MC: *in tears* Oh Simeon, I love you too! I never thought an angel could ever love me back!

Simeon: *kisses her knuckles* So... It's a yes?!

MC: Yes yes yes! Oh of course it's a yes! *Hugs him tight* My guardian angel who protects me in the dark, oh how I love you.

Simeon: *laughing as he picks you up and spins you around* Oh how happy you've made me MC! I'm the happiest being alive!

MC: *kissing his cheek* So am I, Simeon. I love you with all my heart.

It took Lucifer all his strength to not collapse or go into a violent frenzy. He balled up his fists so tight, the gloves started tearing at the seams. He watched you smiling so gleefully in his arms, looking so radiant. When Simeon dipped his head down to kiss you, the moonlight poured in through the window as if blessing your union.

It was supposed to be him. If only he made it to your room sooner, it could have been him. Embracing all your beauty, being the cause of the shining smile. IT COULD HAVE BEEN HIM.

At his best

"Are you really that happy with him?" he asks you later that night. The blush on your cheeks and that cheeky smile says it all.

"Congratulations MC." You look so joyous even at the thought of Simeon, how could he ruin that?

His temper is worse, more unforgiving towards all his brothers. He has to bear with your absence in the house all day. The fact that he knows you're at Purgatory hall, sipping tea and arm in arm with him pains him to think.

You bring Simeon along to the council to help him too. He outright denies and asks both of you to leave.

He only ever feels calm to see you alone, but that is even rarer with his brothers around to hog his remaining time.

Eventually makes his peace with it, maybe you're better off with someone as pure as yourself than a demon like him.

At his worst

His wrath is back. It's almost bad enough to birth another Satan. His sense of entitlement is through the roof.

He snaps three weeks later when Simeon and you tell everyone about it and decide that you'll be moving to Purgatory hall soon. Everyone claps and rejoices while Lucifer, drunk off Demonus, crashes the fun.

"Simeon, you dirty cheat, pretending to be all pure with your white wings and devious smile. How dare you?!" He says in calm and deadly rage.

"Lucifer... what's wrong-" You approach him to ask. He looks at you and you see the little tears in the corners.

"MC WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MINE THAT NIGHT. MINE. NOT YOURS. THE ONLY BEING THAT CAME CLOSE ENOUGH TO STEAL MY HEART AND YOU TOOK HER AWAY FROM ME."

Lucifer was louder now, hysterically angry, throwing his glass on the floor. "AND I KNOW THEY WOULD HAVE PICKED ME IF I GOT TO THEM FIRST! I LOVED THEM TOO DAMNIT." Simeon stood in front of you to protect you from Lucifer's rage. You hid your face in your hands, breaking down in sobs. What is happening? Where did you go wrong?

"Look at them, Lucifer. Look. At. What. You've. Done. And don't tell you've forgotten how many times you've threatened their lives before." Simeon said, holding you tight as you cried into his chest. "How dare you still feel like you deserve them?"

Lucifer sees you broken down, clutching onto Simeon for dear life, crying. You were smiling just a minute ago what has he done? Simeon blocked off his view with his pearly white wings. A reminder of what Lucifer used to be and cannot be again.

Mammon: Asmodeus

You were his human. And he was your first demon. No one was more territorial about you than him. So he finally made up his mind to seal the deal. No more lying about his feelings. He was going to claim you, once and for all. He imagined you smiling and running your hands through his hair and kissing him returning his feelings.

"MC! I brought the movie of the day!" He barged into your room excited, but you were nowhere to be found. Where could you have gone? It was your movie night with him. You were supposed to be waiting for him inside. He asked his brothers and they said you were with Asmo. He stomped his way up to Asmo's room and called out your name. No response. Not till he peeked inside the dark washroom. You were holding Asmo who looked very unstable and weak, sitting at the side of the bath.

MC: Asmo why don't you listen to me when I tell you not to drink so much!?

Asmo: I'm sorry MC *hic* I needed it today...

MC: Why? What's so scary that you don't have the confidence to do sober?

Asmo: MC do you think I look beautiful?

MC: Of course Asmo, you always do.

Asmo: Even with my runny make up, red nose and swollen eyes and this horrible complexion?

MC: *grabs his face* You're always beautiful to me MC.

Asmo: I...I stopped sleeping around MC. I couldn't do it anymore. *tearing up* Because to them, I'm only beautiful with a perfect covered up face.

MC: Asmo...they're blind and shallow demons who don't know anything! I know you, and I know how much more beautiful you are inside out. Don't listen to them.

Asmo feeling insecure about his appearance? What a big fat lie. Is this his new ploy to get to you? How irritating. It's not going to work, Mammon knows you're smarter than that. The Avatar of Lust can manipulate in many ways. Surely his human was smart enough to see through that!

Asmo: MC, I knew you were the one only who truly loved me. And today, I found the one I love too. Much more than I love myself. So I needed a drink to tell you this.

MC: Asmo...

Asmo: *holding your face gently* MC you saw past this pretty face. You saw the things I do more than what I am. Or what I pretend to be. I know it's hard to believe coming from the Avatar of Lust... But MC, I truly really love you. *looks down and sobs* But you probably can't believe me right?

MC: Asmo. Look at me. *You run your fingers through his hair and he looks up with teary eyes* I believe you. And I've loved you too. You're the only one who never hurt me. The one who willingly made a pact with me. You've been so sweet to me since I came. How could I love anyone else?

Asmo: MC I want you all to myself. Will you be mine? Only mine? I swear I'll keep you happy always!

MC: Of course Asmo. I'll all yours. I'm your little human. *giggling and kissing his head*

Asmo: *grabs and kisses you* MC, if you want, I can be your actual first tonight.

Mammon fell to his knees. He wanted to barge in and scream. He wanted to wrestle Asmo to the ground. He wanted to break his face for saying the words that were special to him and you. But your response had him paralysed. You...accepted him. You agreed to be his.

Silent tears streamed down his face as he watched you embracing Asmo, peppering kisses all over his face, running your hands through his hair, laughing and frolicking in the water with him. The colored moonlight through the stained glass danced on their skin like a scene from his favourite movie.

At his best

He cries to himself for days. Spends as much time outside as he can.

Maybe he is an idiot for thinking he had a chance with him. How could he compete with Asmo's charms.

Maybe it hurt more because Asmo didn't even have to use his charms.

Only ever tries to talk to you if he's sure your alone. One time he barged into your room and caught you and Asmo tangled up together and it broke him all over again.

He watched as you twirled around in a new outfit Asmo bought. He scoffs. He could have bought it for you too.

You both look so cheerful and in love, he decides to accept it. For the sake of his little brother and the human he loves.

At his worst

Breaks down and lets his emotions out in the worst way possible. Too desperate to win you back somehow.

Asmo and you were just telling Solomon and Simeon about your relationship when Mammon barged in through the doors of Purgatory halls.

"MC look! Look what I got you!" He came in all ragged. He knelt down and pulled out a ring. "Take me instead! I was your first wasn't I MC? Don't let him take my place please!"

"Mammon no... No please don't be this way...I'm sorry..." You kneel down next to him as he screams and sobs like a child. You feel guilty. You caused this. You lead him on. You fight your own tears as you keep apologising.

Asmo yanks you up and wraps his arms around you, staring down angrily at Mammon. "Mammon, leave."

Mammon lunged at Asmo. "I was going to tell them. That night was our movie night. You stole that night from me. YOU STOLE MY CHANCE AND MY MC!"

Asmo mocked at him with a sardonic laugh. "You still assume MC is yours without even telling them. You kept lying about your feelings and hurting them in the process. And yet, when they finally look happy, you come and make them cry. You are a scumbag Mammon."

Mammon looked at your tear stained face, nestled inside Asmo's arms and wings. He really felt like nothing but a scumbag.

Leviathan : Belphegor

Levi fell in love with you since your first act of kindness. As a shut-in whose only conversations were with his own eccentric and dismissive brothers, you were an angel who had brought him the gift of true companionship. Honestly he was okay being your best friend, until the day he started craving more. So he decided it was time to tell you.

'MC come to my room! I have a new game to show you!' It was a virtual dating game where he was going to confess digitally. You always loved his creative ways of doing simple stuff after all. He decided to play your favourite game while waiting for you. He even left the door ajar. Now he wished he didn't.

Belphie: MC do you have a minute?

MC: Yeah I was just heading to Levi's room what's up?

Belphie: I think I fallen in love with you, MC.

MC: .... Huh?

Levi almost burst out laughing hearing Belphie's confession. What kind of a bland confession is that? How can someone say that so easily? No that was definitely a joke on MC or something. Surely MC wouldn't take this seriously.

Belphie: I had a dream just now. About you.

MC: Uh huh?

Belphie: In that dream, we were up in the sky, among the stars. And you looked so pretty glittering along with them all. So I kissed you impulsively. And you kissed me back.

MC: ...that's a sweet dream. *blushes*

Belphie: *takes your hand* I woke up and my first thougt was I wish that was real. And then I realised it can be.

MC: ...

Belphie: I want to be able to kiss you always. I want to be able to take you far away. I want all your time. I love you MC. Be mine.

MC: Belphie I-

Belphie: I know, how can you possibly love your own murderer...? *Sighs* I cannot undo what I did. I'm sorry MC. I can only swear that I won't ever let that happen again.

MC: *smiles and cups his face* You were locked away for 3 millenia I can imagine your endless anger and grief for your sister. I forgave you long ago.

Belphie: So does that mean you'll accept me?

MC: You're already mine, silly. And now I'm yours. You're the only one I can relax with in the whole realm.

Belphie: MC... Come here. *holds you close and kisses you*

Levi's game screen displayed the message "GAME OVER: You lose". Levi couldn't see it clearly. His vision was blurred by the tears brimming on his eyes. You and Belphie looked to distant shadows on the moon.

He blamed himself for even thinking he had a chance with you. But maybe just...maybe if he had gotten there before? He stared at the screen and then at his spare console that he had declared yours. He picked up it, and locked it inside. Probably won't be needing it anytime soon.

At his best

He barely comes out of his room anymore. He tries to return your smile at breakfast but then returns hurriedly, leaving Beel to finish most of his food.

"Are you sure you want to play games? Wouldn't you rather go up to the attic" He mutters under his breath sometimes and then says it's nothing when you ask him.

Pains him when he sees you curled with Belphie in random places, dozing off. Might cover you with a blanket. Just you though.

Spites Belphie. A lot of people have said they look and act alike. But somehow you like sleeping more than anime and gaming?

Just accepts it as his fate. Atleast he's still your best friend, right?

At his worst

He's called the Avatar of Envy for a reason. He can barely hold it in seeing the both of you together constantly.

Belphie you and Beel were having a jolly time watching a movie and eating snacks while Belphie slept curled up in your lap. Levi happened to walk in while you were rubbing Belphie's head soothingly.

For some reason, Levi couldn't hold it in anymore. "UGH YOU FUCKING NORMIES!" he screamed out of frustration.

Belphie woke up drowsily when you stopped at stared at Levi holding back tears in the doorway. "Levi..what's wrong.." you call out to him.

He barges in and pushes Belphie off you and grabs your hands, tears falling and him screaming. "Why do you care, MC?! I'm a just disgusting shut in otaku right?! But guess what even as that I do more than just sleep and drool all fucking day! AND MORE IMPORTANTLY ATLEAST IM NOT THE ONE WHO KILLED YOU! So why him? WHY NOT ME MC?!"

"Levi...no..." You plead with him to calm down, tearing up yourself. You should have known. You should have known this would happen.

Belphie violently pushed Levi off you and grabbed him by the collar. "You were the first one to attack MC in this house. And I'm sure you would have killed them if not for Lucifer. So stop pretending you're better than me, you ridiculous creep. A shut in like you is worthless. The only thing you're good at is making MC distressed."

Levi looked at you trying to pull Belphie back, tears streaming down your face and hung his head low. It was simply an Otome game and MC didn't choose him.

Satan: Solomon

Satan took his time to fall. With late night studying session, every cat cafe date, every trip to the museum - he fell more and more each time. To the point where he wanted to spend every waking moment with you. And he was ready to tell you.

For a whole week, he kept writing and scrapping the perfect love letter for you. Then he realised you were someone who preferred simple honesty. "MC please wait for me in the library I'll be there shortly." He'd said before he dashed out to bring a boquet of your favourite flowers and a book which reminded him of you. He'd almost made it to the library, he saw you waiting inside for him eagerly. That was until someone flew in through the window.

Solomon? What's he doing at this hour? Satan peeked in through the half open library door. He wanted to be alone with you so he'd wait till Solomon was gone. He shouldn't have waited.

MC: Solomon! You scared me silly!

Solomon: *laughing* Your face just now MC...so adorable! Like a scared kitten!

MC: You wooshed in through the window!

Solomon: Okay okay my bad. Now what are you doing in the library so late at night. I went to your room and couldn't find you.

MC: Oh Satan called me out here. Told me to wait for him. Maybe there's a new book he wants to read.

Solomon: Do you guys do that often? Reading books this late?

MC: Haha yeah usually we just read in my room or his at night, in case we fall asleep.

Solomon: *sigh* So unfair.

MC: What's unfair?

Solomon: You and I are the only humans here. Why did they put us in different houses? Shouldn't we... be together more often?

MC: Well logically yes we should. Just classes and magic lessons aren't enough! You should live here too!

Solomon: I doubt Lucifer would be okay with that. But well.. here's the real reason I'm here now. *brings out a little basket*

MC: That's...that's a kitten! Hi baby! What's her name!?

Solomon: MC.

MC: Yeah what?

Solomon: No I named the kitten MC. This way I get to call your name as much as I want haha. The silly things us humans do for love, huh?

Satan had a sick feeling in his stomach. Watching you and him sitting in the moonlight, surrounded by books, cuddling a kitten and confessing...that should be him. Him not Solomon. He didn't like where this was heading. But just like you can't help but stare at disaster - he couldn't look away. What was MC going to say...?

MC: Solomon... *blushes*

Solomon: Does my affection scare you? *reaches for your hand*

MC: Of course not...I.. *gets closer and intertwining your fingers together*

Solomon: Is this your way of showing-

MC: *blushes* Yes. I love you too.

Solomon: I believe I've lived for a 1000 years just to hear those words. *kisses you against the bookshelves*

MC: I believe you've gotten 1000 years worth of romantic lines stored away in that head of yours. *Laughs and kisses him back*

Solomon: Let's take this to the moon shall we?

Satan watched as he took you and kitten in his arms and flew out the window. Satan rushed in not wanting to lose sight of you, dropping the flowers and books. Balling his fists, he choked on his angry tears as he watched you both laughing and kissing against the bright light of the moon. He felt like his own happy ending was stolen from him.

When you disappeared from view, he let out a blood curdling scream, pulling at his own hair and knocking over the bookshelf against which Solomon kissed you. The wrath inside him made him thrashing around in pain, burning him inside out. The flowers he dropped, lay there next to his sobbing body, wilting in his pain.

At his best

He manages to put on his best fake smile and go about his day. Tries hard to hide his annoyance if you bring him up.

But you seem so happy and you often invite him to new cat cafes and shelters. So despite Solomon's presence, he feels calm because of you and the cats.

Is secretly happy you get to spend more time with him than Solomon. Takes advantage of that and hogs you all to himself while in the house

While he can't hold or kiss you the way the Solomon does, you're here next to him, reading his recommended books. That's enough to soothe his yearning heart.

At his worst

The war for love is on. He doesn't care if Solomon already won. He will still declare his love no matter what.

It started out as subtle, he did what he knew Solomon couldn't. Cooking MC's favourite dishes whenever it was his turn to cook.

Tries to subtly reinforce his intelligence over Solomon when you're around. What's 1000 years of knowledge worth, Satan has been there since the first millenia ever

But the day Solomon and you announced you'll be moving to Purgatory Hall, he charged at him, his demon form angry and glowing. "How dare you think you can take them away from us? You think you can win against us... against me? You may have taken my chance with them but I won't let you take them away! They belong here with me!"

You inched closer to Satan's form. You'd never seem him this angry. "Satan please calm down-" Satan wasn't listening. He let out a feral growl and attacked Solomon.

Solomon held MC by his side and made a protection shield Satan couldn't get through. You started crying, watching his wrath take over, he must be in so much pain.

Solomon felt you curl up against him in fear and guilt. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed Satan by the scruff of his neck, like you'd do with a misbehaving cat.

"You say you want to protect them and yet look what you did instead." Solomon said. Satan looked helplessly at you, crying with your face buried in your hands. Glancing at his horns in the mirror, he called out to you sadly, "MC..."

Solomon creeped closer and said in a deadly low voice. "You love fairy tales right Satan? Well in the story of Beauty and the Beast, they could only be together because the beast was actually a human." And Satan was far from being a human.

Asmo : Mammon

It happened the day Asmo looked into the mirror and felt something missing. Suddenly his own reflection wasn't enough anymore. He pondered what it was when you happened to walk into his room and hug him from behind. And then he found the missing piece. You. He simply had to make sure you would become a part of him now.

Now contrary to popular belief, he did get nervous while thinking of proposing. This man is all about lust and a little kid when it comes to love. It's a whole new emotion and he's unsure how to deal with it. With some advice from Satan's romance books he lights your room up with candles, groomed himself perfectly, waiting for you to return to your room. Only you don't come. "What's taking MC so long?!"

He headed out and found you in Mammon's room instead. Asmo saw in the reflection off the mirror, Mammon's shirt off and him lying on his front as you poured ointment over his scars.

Mammon: Oi MC please don't be so upset...

MC: You didn't deserve this. You didn't. I did.

Mammon: MC, not again.

MC: You took my punishment. You took the blame for the broken vase for my sake.

Mammon: I didn't want ya getting hurt ya stupid human!

MC: Don't be calling me stupid and then go off doing stupid stuff yourself! *cries*

Mammon: MC...no don't cry. Please I'm sorry.

MC: Don't apologize for this! Mammon you're too kind... You keep taking blame for others, and the others just UGH.

Mammon: I've gotten used to Lucifer's punishments, MC! I'm more used to it than my brothers so I can take it!

MC: .... You're such a sweet big brother. You can't stop protecting the people you love, can you?

Mammon: *turns around to lie on his back* Now you get why I need to protect ya, don't ya?

Asmo's eyes flew open as did yours. Mammon just confessed to you. Albeit indirectly, but really did. But he felt pity for his older brother. Sure he was caring and sweet sometimes, but mostly he was a thief and a scumbag who constantly gets into trouble. He didn't stand a chance against Asmo's charms.

MC: Mammon... You silly demon. I love you too. *Lays their head on his chest*

Mammon: *blushes and coughs* Of course ya love the Great Mammon, human!

MC: *smiles against his skin* Swear to me, you won't ever do that again else I will fight Lucifer myself!

Mammon: *smiles* He's attacked ya thrice and yer face still loses its colour whenver he's around and yet yer thinking of fighting him for my sake, MC?

MC: OF COURSE!

Mammon: But I don't want that. Ya did too much for all of us when ya sacrificed your life to bring Belphie back. I should know, I held ya in my arms. *Tears up* Ya know ye were smiling still?? So calm and undisturbed as if ya didn't care what happens to ya now that all the brothers are together?

MC: You caught me...

Mammon: And I never want to catch ya like that again, get that human!? I will be a good protector as I was meant to be.

MC: Mammon... you're far too kind to be a demon. *Kisses him and gets on top of him*

Mammon: *grips their arms and holds them close* Stay with me tonight.

Asmo watched as you nodded and took off your top and lay down over him again, your skins in gentle and intimate contact and you both wrap your arms around and you presses kisses onto each other. The moonlight danced on your entangled bodies.

He stared and stared, his insides burning with an alien feeling. He hadn't known envy till you came along. His signature move would be to call both of you out and suggest a threesome, but what you both seemed to have was impenetrable. And in the mirror where he saw your reflections, he couldn't see himself.

At his best

This demon had never known love. He might have if Mammon hadn't decides to confess that very night.

But who cares? What's done is done. It's time to root for the both of you. He still has his followers to turn to.

"Mammon finally confessed huh?" He asked jokingly. Until he saw you blush and nod.

"You both must have fun together huh?" He says with a dry laugh.

Your hugs and headpats still keep him going. He takes you buy new dresses knowing it's to impress Mammon instead.

Tries so hard to conceal his tears and tantrums around you. He doesn't want to lose the small part of you that he had left.

At his worst

He cannot stay home. The sight of you both together makes him irritated and stressed both very bad for his skin.

He drinks and parties uncontrollably, bringing home demons and succubi that always seem to resemble you.

One night, Lucifer had enough and caught him by the collar, forbidding him to go to his room. Asmo giggled until Mammon and you showed up.

He swiftly escaped Lucifer's grasp and lunged at you, holding your face between his trembling hands. You look at him closely, his make up was messier than usual, the cresent underneath his eyes was darker than usual.

"MC...look at me. Look at only me. Just for a little while." Asmo said and his eyes glowed. He'd turned on his charm on full force as he leaned into you for a kiss.

Mammon pushed him back and stood before you protectively. Asmo fell back, laughing like a maniac. "Stupid Mammon they are with you out of pity! How long do you think you can make them stay with that stupid brain and sub par beauty?"

You teared up and screamed, "Asmo stop saying things like that! You dont even know anything about him!" Mammon hugged you tight, trying to calm you down.

And then in a lowly growl he said, "Asmo don't let me see ya laying a finger on MC again. Ya would see how people really see ya if you learnt to look away from your own reflection!"

But Asmo did. He did look away from his reflection. He looked at you. Only you didn't look back at him.

Keep reading Pt. 2

[veryblushyswitch]

hello cutie bean! saw that prompts are open and decided to ask about platonic Zuko x Toph (ATLA) tickles c: scenes with the incredulous tsundere-Toph and trying to 'melt' her Zuko stuck deeply in my head, so I'd wanted to go back and read about this couple. if you don't mind, of course!

Avatar The Last Airbender ~ (tickle fic) 🔥 🪨

Lees: Zuko & Toph

Lers: Toph & Zuko

Author’s Note: These two are so freakin funny and adorable. Of course! Thanks for your patience and hope you enjoy! 💖

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“So, what do you wanna do?” Zuko asked awkwardly to the blind girl next to him.

The two were sitting beside each other outside. The sun keeping the temperature warm while a cool breeze made the weather perfect. They didn’t have anything to do so they decided to take a walk before sitting down in the grass.

“I don’t know. We didn’t really have a plan when we started walking.” Toph sighed with a shrug.

“How about… we get to know each other with questions. That’s what people do right?” Zuko rubbed the back of his neck.

“Sure. Sounds fun.” Toph placed her hands behind her head laying down.

“You wanna go first or should I?” Toph asked.

“O-Oh. Uh… you can go first.”

“Okay.” Toph thought for a moment, snapping her fingers when an invisible lightbulb lit up above her head.

“Okay I got one. What makes you laugh the most? Or makes you really happy? Personally I love fighting and hanging out with the others. Fighting because, well I get to beat people up, and hanging with them because they’re my family. And they never fail to make me smile.” Zuko was surprised at the question.

“Uh. I don’t know actually. I haven’t really genuinely laughed in a while. I don’t know what makes me happy either. The only thing I thought would make me happy was getting my honor back. We all saw how that went” Zuko sighed.

Toph could tell from the tone in his voice that this was something that made Zuko feel… alone. He didn’t know where his uncle was and the gang was still trying to get used to him. His uncle could get him to smile a bit when Iroh knew he needed it but genuinely laugh? He couldn’t even remember what that sounded like.

“That’s just sad. I know you had a tough childhood and all but man. Not even knowing what makes you laugh.” Toph suddenly sat up quickly. “Hey! What if I make you laugh?”

Zuko looked over at the earth bender.

“I doubt you can. But you can try.” He laid still, too down to move.

“Okay then. Uhhhh- how do you make a tissue dance?”

Zuko lifted an eyebrow in confusion and shrugged. “Don’t know.”

“You put a little boogie in it!” Toph made jazz hands.

“That wasn’t very good was it? It was Sokka’s joke anyway.” Toph let her hands fall to her lap.

Zuko let out a pity laugh. “Yeah. It was pretty bad.”

Suddenly, Toph had the perfect plan. A sure fire way, no pun intended, to get Zuko to laugh.

“Hey, Zuko. I know how to make you laugh.” Toph said moving closer so she was sitting next to his side.

“And what would that be?”

“This!” Toph yelled as wiggling fingers found Zuko’s sides.

“Gah! Wahahahahahait!” Zuko sat up and began to shove at the tickly hands.

All efforts were futile when Toph moved up to his ribs. He fell back with a squeal, his feet drumming against the soft grass.

“Tohohohohoph! Wahahahahahahait! Hehehahahahahaha!”

“Wait for what exactly? For you to stop being so ticklish? Sorry to break it to ya Zu Zu but I don’t think that’s gonna happen.” She smirked.

Zuko continued to twist and turn, although not trying that hard to get away.

“Do you like being tickled?” Toph asked while moving her hands to his stomach. He curled up on his side, high pitched giggles filling the air.

“Because I’m not even holding you down and I know you have the strength to fight back.” She massaged circles into the sides of his stomach, a spot that got great reactions from Aang.

“IHIHIHI DOHOHOHOHON’T KNOHOHOHOW! HAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Please what? Please keep tickling you? Sure thing!” Toph quickly pulled up his shirt and blew a giant raspberry on his lower ribs.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! TOHOHOAHAHAHA!” Zuko pushed and shoved at Toph but his arms turned grew weak and limp.

“Thihis is hilarious. You’re soho ticklish.” Toph laughed. This time, she went down to squeeze his knees.

His laugh resided back down to giggles, but he stopped trying to push her away. Instead, wrapping his arms around his waist so the happy tickles wouldn’t end.

“You actually sound kind of adorable when you laugh. And you’re not even trying to get away.” Toph scribbled under his knees, cooing at the squeals and light kicking of his legs.

“Okahahahay enohohohgh. Plehehehease.” Zuko wheezed. Toph pulled her hands away and helped him sit up.

They sat in silence for a few moments while Zuko caught his breath.

“So…” Toph started. “You like being tickled, huh?” She smirked.

Zuko blushed then smirked right back.

“Yeah. I do. But you know what else I like?”

“What?” Toph asked not being able to see his already wiggling fingers.

“Getting revenge.”

He lunged forward and darted his hands up and down the girls sides. Watching as she curled in on herself and snorted up a storm.

“Nohohohohohoho! *snort* Zuhuhukohohoho!” She fell back against the grass, immediately regretting it when he targeted her tummy soon after.

“What’s wrong? Can’t take what you dish out?” He vibrated his hands along her ribs, slowly inching his way towards her underarms.

“Sohohohoho mehehehehan! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!” Toph squealed when he pinned an arm above her head and used his free hand to scribble under her arm.

“Not here? Not under your arm? Why not? Are you ticklish under here or something?” Zuko released her arm and used both to tickle the hyper sensitive area.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* GAHAHAHAHAHA! *snort* HEHEHAHAHA!” Toph covered her face to hide her blush and hopefully block out those snorts.

“I didn’t know you snort when you laugh.” Zuko giggled, moving back down to her stomach.

“Ihihit only hahahappens when IhIhI’m tihihickled.” She lightly smacked at his hands.

Zuko pulled his hands away, smiling at the way she fell back against the grass.

He did the same, laying beside her looking up at the sky.

“I guess we know what makes you laugh now.” Toph punched his arm.

“I guess we do.” He rubbed where she punched him remembering what she said back at the play.

They laid like this till it was time to head back to eat, smiles still plastered on their faces.

[oriigirii]

Streamer MC headcannons with the brothers 💞

"You were quite a known face on social media back in the human realm, playing games, doing unboxings, just vibin in general, fans around the globe looked forward to your streams a lot! However, considering the sudden (unannounced) invitation to the exchange program, you had to leave all of that behind out of the blue. It wasn't as bad at first, but you have to admit you do miss the feeling of being able to do goofy shit online. Luckily for you, with the advance technology of Devildom and some spicy magic, the internet had synced with the human realm, and thats when you decided to finally re-enter the streaming scene. How will the brothers react upon seeing your peculiar past time?"

Head empty, No thoughts aside from the brothers just bothering the MC while they stream so here you go haha

Warnings: None, just crackhead energy and a lotta mispellings

Gender: Neutral!

Hotel: Trivago

* [ ಠ╭╮ಠ ] Lucifer *

{How did he know about your career?}

I honestly don't see him as someone who goes on the internet a lot

(He screams boomer to me, change my mind)

He doesn't have the time either, he's too focused on work!

So him finding out is gonna take a while

But! He did find out the hard way when shrilled screaming was heard from your room when he was passing by with some paper stacks in his arms (courtesy of Diavolo)

This man felt his instincts kick in, he ran as fast as he could, papers forgotten, and he immediately slammed your door open. Splinters scattering around, your door definitely damaged, as his eyes held a glare and his demon form was out, wings spread in a threatening display.

He was ready to beat someone's ass as he had thought someone had hurt you in here.

But all hes met with is you, infront of your chair and PC, and a game over on the screen...

To say he was unamused was an understatement cause you just lost your internet priviliges for giving him a heart attack (He said it was because you were being rowdy and noisy but with what you saw you knew that wasn't the case)

Good luck tryna puppy-eye your way to his heart to let you continue streaming lol.

If by some miracle you managed to wriggle your rights back from his hands, he'd warn you not to be so loud next time.

You already learnt your lesson though~ (Hopefully)

{How does he feel about your streams?}

Not everyone's the same, so if you were the shy soft streamer who does more art streams or something akin to a podcast, you can bet that Lucifer will be putting you on while he works, he kinda knows your streaming schedule at this point and if you were running late, he'd force one of his brothers to take over your dish washing duties or any chores you were stuck with

If you were the loud obnoxious meme type, hed still try to watch out of curiosity, and as much as he appreciates that you were getting comfortable here in Devildom with how you laugh and joke around, he still can't approve of it. Its too loud, its much like his brothers energy and he has enough of that already, so he probably doesn't watch as much.

He has countlessly came to your room to shush you and at this point your fans had made a compilation of each time Lucifer had barged in to tell you off

Look he likes it when you scream, but not when hes in the middle of work okay--

At this point, chat has deemed Lucifer as dad and you as their mom/dad.

If he ever catches wind of this he'd definitely be teasing you in private for centuries to come.

Overall fine with it, as long as don't do something stupid on stream.

* ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Mammon*

{How did he know about your career?}

I would say he found out by him crashing into your streams midway but that's too predictable, hence why you've Mammon-proofed your bedroom during streaming hours!

Thanks to our wizard daddy, you have managed to cast a simple lock spell on your door and as well as a sound proofing

You love your broke idiot, but you did wanna keep the tone of your stream today a bit more chill, you wanted to have a proper Q&A with your fans to hopefully clear any bad vibes around your 3 month disappearance.

When Mammon has learnt your door was locked he definitely was a bit pissy, he knocked on your door loudly even and was calling out for you to let him in, but to no avail.

Bro he's scared.

He usually was allowed to enter, and you usually answered if you did need to be left alone for a bit, so just leaving him hanging got his mind racing and he had to press up his ear on the wooden door to try and hear if you were okay

When this continues on he finally resorts to getting help, but the only one in the house ws Levi, so he kicks down HIS door.

Levi boutta summon Lotan for interrupting him honestly

But as Mammon exclaim you weren't answering and he worried for your wellbeing, Levi rolls his eyes and scoffs,

"Idiot Mammon, they're streaming don't bother them…"

Streaming? why didn't you tell him???

Rude much.

He did huff and now was forcing his way to use Levi's PC for a moment

Can Levi stop him?

Nah.

He was busy on his console, and if he stood up now hed be breaking his world record so he was at a terrible state so he just resorts to threats of him drowning the Avatar of Greed if he does anything stupid on his PC.

He immediately logs in to your streaming platform and he watches for a bit,

You were more dolled up now just to look decent on stream, and he felt this jealousy rise as you interact with your chat, especially to those saying I love you's and stuff, and you even said it back? the audacity! You were his werent you? Were you replacing him with these nobodies?

He huffs as he realized that those who paid got their message highlighted, and thus, he starts donating. (Mind you this was Levi's account...)

"Mcccccc Open the dooorrr"

"Ill behave i promiseeeee"

"Cmon pleaseeee?"

Chat is c o n f u s i o n

NGL, they thought Mammon was a creepy stalker and red flags were being waved everywhere

but as chat was pondering who the hell he was, you can only sigh and look at the camera with that unamused expression, but ugh! you just KNOW hes doing that kicked puppy expression of his, and maybe it really wont be so bad

So you snap your fingers and say, "Okay MonMon, its open, Im giving you 3 seconds"

Mammon wasnt deemed to be the fastest out of his brothers for nothing

As soon as you got to '2', you were already tackled by the white haired male and chat went wild.

Now that you've shown your life in Devildom, maybe its time to introduce chat to your boyfriend no?

{How does he feel about your streams?}

You get paid to sit infront of a camera, do I have to say anything else?

But really though, as much as he enjoys the thought of getting so much cash from something so simple, he prefers the joy of being able to proudly exclaim that he was your first man!

ohhhh he thrives on the salt of your overly attached stans

but for those who fully support you, he always feels so mushy and shy when they say the ship you guys so hard

The fanarts has him WEAK (he may or may not have saved a few)

You usually do streams alone, but now you've allowed the door to be left open to let Mammon join whenever

Chat pogs when he enters with so much confidence, only for it to crumble when you kiss his cheek on stream.

Overall finds it fun to spend time with you, but just dont play scary games cause Lucifer might hang him upside down on stream.

* ▘▂▝ Leviathan*

{How did he know about your career?}

He is honestly the most attached to his D.D.D and he catches wind of almost anything going down in the internet, so your 'revival' being hyped up was something he definitely saw and he was just s wo o o ned

His Henry 2.0? a famous streamer?

Were you truly a blessing gifted upon him or was he dreaming?

He definitely didn't bring it up at first as he didn't wanna make it a big deal, but you notice hes been more in his head lately, and you have tried asking him what it was but to no avail.

You have to corner this little snake if you want answers and he eventually admits that he knew of your persona online and was incredibly shy to ask you to stream with him

He's a streamer himself afterall but maybe he doesnt stream as much as you do nor does he have as large of a following, so his intrusive thoughts attacked him and made him think that maybe since he wasnt as famous he didnt deserve to be in the same stream as you

Please tell him to join you and gib him kiss U3U

He'll absolutely m e l t

But now, as you make the announcement to your viewers and Levi to his, the internet explodes as a special collab stream was hapening between the expert gamer and avatar of envy of Devildom along with the beloved exchange student and streamer of the human realm

Your usual viewers reach between 10-15k, but as you start stream, that number boosts higher and beyond

Before streaming though, Levi was incredibly nervous, he'd picked the games for you to play that he knew you would enjoy with him, but his mind kept racing about whatthe fans thought, he didnt wanna disappoint them

But you had to remind him that whatever they say will not matter in the end as this was merely for fun, this was YOUR stream and you guys were gonna do what you want and nobody can have a say on it. (Maybe except Lucifer)

You usually talk for him with your bubbly personality, and to calm his nerves, he hs your pinky wraped around his where the camera can't see it.

Regardless, his thoughts subsided as you two delve into your stream that lasted a solid 7 hours, you definitely promised your chat that you and Levi will be doing more streams together from now on.

Once the cameras cut and yall are left alone, Both of you collapse on bed, and despite you being asleep already, Levi was just far too giddy as everything dwells on him.

Having a player 2 by his side now had never felt so intoxicating and he as just so lucky to have you.

{How does he feel about your streams?}

He obviously adores it, although some streams he wouldnt join just so he can play games on his own

He's still an introvert afterall, he needs his alone time

But he prefers that alone time with you, his Henry.

So when youre about to go stream, he kinda becomes a bit pouty, but with a simple promise of kisses (and maybe even more if youd like) he would let you go, but his attention would disappear from his game altogether.

He might just end up watching you instead

May or may not, at some point, just chat you and ask if its too late to join you

You do allow him to join you and play from the comforts of his room as both of you can simply play via internet, you give him the comfort to not turn on his mic or webcam either and you have no idea how he appreciates that.

Will definitely fight someone online when they start claiming you as theirs (-cough- stans) Please make sure it doesnt escalate to him summoning Lotan

Although the comments would often get to him, and as much as he can fight them online, he still does find himself pondering if they were true, so you need to give him a lotta lovin and reminder that he is your player 1 and no one else can ever fill that place.

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Wow 3 brothers this time, what an improvement, anyways hope yall enjoy! I think its pretty clear who I simp for depending o nthe length of each lol, but do let me know if you guys want a part 2 for the rest of the brothers, or even the undateables!

[pencilscratchins]

YOU HAVE A MINI STORY FOR AZULA AND HER WIFE????? MS REBECCA I AM NOT ASKING I AM BEGGING

YOU ARE ENABLERS ALL OF YOU THIS IS A NOVEL UNDER THIS CUT

- SO SCENE SET a few years after canon, in their mid twenties (post sokka & azula solo) sokka and zuko are newly engaged, katara just decided to run for chief when hakoda steps down-- everyones pretty set in their lives.

-- azula’s doing pretty good- she’s grown a lot and learned some coping mechanisms and she’s gotten to a pretty good place with most of the group. especially toph and sokka-- but she’s starting to feel out of place in the palace.

--- like her whole life she was raised to be the fire lord, and now-- not only is she not the fire lord, she doesn’t really think being a part of the government's healthy for her at all. but she cant do that to zuko, whos done so much for her, who is she abandon him

- they all take a summer off and spend a few weeks in toph’s family’s country home bc rich people always just have house places smh (well, aang mentions he and zuko technically always on the job and zukos like “speak for yourself, hotman, iroh’s covering my gig, i’m lee from the tea shop rn”)

- the beifong’s house is in the middle of this smaller village on the coast, where there’s a farmers market every morning of local vendors, which sokkas psyched about.

-- nobody wants to go with sokka bc shopping with sokka means getting up at 7am and spending a full hour at each booth, but azula gets roped into tagging along when sokka is like “none of you are STRONG enough to wake up early and get going huh?” and her pride cant let that hang

-- rookie mistake.

- so she goes and spots nasim’s booth almost immediately and realizes in that moment: she’s not just a lesbian in theory. It is in fact, in practice. she is very gay.

- NASIM is a local greens farmer, whos family runs a pretty good sized farm on the outskirts of the village. her uncle is the bad boy of the family, who split off from lettuce to travel with his cabbage business. (this is completely added when i saw the cabbage merchant responses on the other post and laughed so hard SKSK)

-- nasim has always been a very level headed, calm sort of person. not shy, but careful with her words and very considerate. she’s one of those good men in the storm, so to speak; she’s the person who will level out every solution to a problem with immense patience. but with that, she’s not great at making decisions for herself, and is in NO MEANS a risk taker. 

- sokka notices azula flustered immediately and is like “well as your almost brother i need to tell you how to flirt with her” and shes like “excuse you i know how to flirt” and goes up and just… bombs it. like we’re talking “you’re outfits really sharp” pt 2

-- “these are incredible lettuces. were i an enemy leader, i would burn your fields down as to ensure the opposing forces could not gain their nutrition!” “.... well lettuce burns more calories to eat than it gives but… uh thanks,”

--- sokkas like i may be above my head here, i recognize that.

- he brings it up to zuko who, in a rare display of pure big brother energy, immediately tells the group who all decided they HAVE to make this happen. toph, because she thinks it ripe with hilarious opportunity; katara because she thinks a relationship might chill azula out a little; suki because she has nothing better to do; and aang because he just loves love :,)

- obviously, they are all inept idiots who can only date members of their immediate friend group, so they do not help. aang goes along with her and nasim is like “are you the avatar?” and he’s like “why yes! yes i am!!” and shes like “you have to leave immediately, my uncle warned me about you.” “that tracks, that does track”

- azula is kinda freaking out bc through all this misplaced attempts, she is spending time with and getting to know nasim and genuinely likes her- to the point where she could see herself starting a life in the village which is DISGUSTING and very unazula like!

-- like nasim and her keep running into each other, even outside of the groups intervention and they like... get along? nasims one of the first people who knows who she was and doesnt care; and nasim has never met anyone with so much passion and fire.

- azula & katara have a talk where katara’s like look. you were pretty fucked up and you did fucked up things, but those don’t have to define you for the rest of your life. if i have found a way to forgive you, you have to forgive yourself. And if forgiving yourself means moving away from the capital and marrying a woman-- do it.

-- azulas like why are you being nice to me and shes like well “my brothers marrying your brother so that makes us…” “nothing to each other” “oh thank tui and lu”

- anywayy this is already far too long BUT YOU GET THE GIST they fall in love and she moves to the village and run the farm together and my god, ive made yet another farm lesbian god DAMMIT

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Cute little brother | Lucifer & Satan (Platonic)

A/N: Took more than a month, but it's finally here! Sweet @otomiya-tickles and I planned this little event last Valentine's Day and this is the result on my part!

I hope you all enjoy it! Especially the anon that won the event, huhu.

Summary: Lucifer just wants to finish his work, but thanks to certain little brother of his, that seems like a difficult task to do. Said little brother should be punished!

Words: 2775 (under the cut)

Lucifer stood in front of his office. Hand on the knob. He really didn't want to get in.

He was tired. Drained. Hoping to relax a bit during dinner time, but he kept thinking, in the back of his head, about the endless amount of paperwork waiting for him inside his office.

Would Lord Daivolo be too angry if he didn't finish this up tonight? Probably not, but Lucifer knew he wouldn't be able to sleep thinking about those damn papers.

Was he a little too hard on himself? Yes, he was, but letting out a long sigh, he finally opened the door and stepped in. The paperwork was still there, of course, however...

"What the f-

He quickly closed the door behind him, fearing that Diavolo would suddenly appear behind him and would see the mess that was his office.

All those documents waiting for him all afternoon were scattered all over the office floor: wrinkled, torn and even... bitten?!

Lucifer gasped, and taking another step forward, he found footprints on some of the papers. It was a rather tiny footprint and before he could hear a soft purr coming from his chair, he was already taking out his D. D. D and taping on the face of a certain brother of his.

"What?" Satan answered, he was a little breathless.

"Satan, come to my office immediately,"

"Hah?!" Satan said and Lucifer heard rustling of clothes as Satan raised from wherever he was sneaking under, highly probably, looking for the cat. "What for? I'm in the middle of som-

"Come here, I said. Right now."

It was silent on the other side of the line for a few seconds before Satan reluctantly agreed. He hung up first and Lucifer couldn't do anything else but let out another long sigh- there it went, his chance to sleep at least a few hours tonight.

Lucifer turned his head to look at the tiny cat pleasantly curled on top of his chair, fast asleep.

Lucifer chuckled humorlessly, "at least you're having a nice sleep, hm?" If Lucifer petted it, it was a secret between him and the cat.

A few minutes later, he heard a single knock against the door and with a soft flick of his hand, the door unlocked on its own.

"Come on in."

"What the hell do you... want..." Satan widened his eyes as soon as he saw the mess Lucifer's office was, his cheeks turning a little pink when he noticed the tiny footprints on the papers on the floor.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest. "Would you mind explaining this?"

Satan gasped. "W-What?! How, how am I supposed to know?!" He said defensively. "It's not my problem you don't clean up your office, Lucifer," he said with a smirk, trying to hide his nervousness. "It seems like the perfect older brother, Avatar of Pride, can't even keep his office clean, huh? You're a mess."

Lucifer fought the urge to roll his eyes as he stared at his brother. "I thought I said no more cats in the House of Lamentation, Satan."

Satan flinched a little. "W-What makes you think I-

Lucifer sighed for the umpteenth time that night as he spinned his chair around. Satan widened his eyes when he found the sleeping kitty.

"I- I didn't-

"I don't have any idea how it got here," Lucifer started, his voice severe. "And I honestly don't care, but look at all this mess, Satan. These papers, I needed to finish up this paperwork tonight, but now I have to get new copies and of course you're going to help out," Lucifer said, starting to clean up the mess off his desk, even making a face of disgust when he found a ball of fur near his cup.

"What?!" Lucifer looked up. "Of course I won't help!"

"Satan, stop acting like a child-

"A child?!" Lucifer wanted to kick himself in the face. He really had to say that at this moment, huh? "So if I don't follow your stupid rules then I'm a child?"

Lucifer growled in the back of his throat as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "If you don't help me out, then you'll be punished in some other way," he said and Satan shut his mouth. "I'm giving you the chance to choose, so take it or get punished, your choice."

Lucifer stared at Satan, his brother looked down at the mess on the floor, even wincing a little when he noticed the bitten papers and, just as Lucifer followed his sight, he found that some papers were even wet and he felt like crying on the spot- his beautiful and perfect office, why-

“Fine,” Satan said and Lucifer turned his eyes to look at him. “I choose punishment.”

“Really now?”

Lucifer wanted to groan. He really hoped Satan would choose to help him get the copies. They were just copies, for Heav- Diavolo’s sake! But he knew his brother better than anyone, Satan must’ve noticed how tired Lucifer was, and what caused him more pleasure than seeing his older brother suffering?

Probably just cats.

“Suit yourself.”

As Lucifer tried to quickly come up with a punishment, the cat woke up and it ran to Satan as soon as it saw him. Satan caught it in his arms and Lucifer arched an eyebrow when he saw him smiling softly at the animal.

He couldn't help but stare at the scene. He would never say his brothers are cute, at least not in front of them, but seeing Satan smiling and even blushing faintly as the cat climbed up his arm until it was seated on his shoulder, scratching behind its ear- Lucifer though that he looked quite adorable.

Weird. Can he look just as cute on a normal basis? Of course not.

"Hehehey." Lucifer raised both eyebrows now as he heard that soft giggle coming from Satan. "What did I tell you ahahabout it?" Satan whispered, raising his shoulder to try and stop the kitten from nuzzling against his neck.

Lucifer widened his eyes slightly at the sudden idea popping inside his head. He tried to shake it off, that was way too childish and stupid, but fuck, he wanted to finish up soon! He could convince Satan to help him… even if it was doing something like this.

"Okay fine, you might as well let go of the cat." Lucifer saw Satan gulping as he stared back at him before he let the cat on the floor, purposely placing it above one paper, making Lucifer's eyebrow twitch.

The kitten ran back to Lucifer’s chair and he narrowed his eyes, shaking his head softly. “Last chance, Satan. You can help me out or receive the punishment.”

“Do you think I’m scared of you, Lucifer?” Satan asked, crossing his arms above his chest. “What’s the worst thing you could do? Hang me upside down from the ceiling?”

Lucifer’s mouth twitched, seeing Satan’s smug grin. If he was feeling any remorse from doing this childish thing, not anymore.

“Fine,” he said and with a swift move, he was right behind Satan.

“Wha- haah!” Satan barely had time to gasp before having Lucifer’s hands latching to his sides. “H-Hey! What are- ack! S-Stop!”

“Oh?”

Lucifer had started to squeeze up and down Satan’s sides. He tried to be gentle and, thankfully, Satan was so shocked that his only reaction was to tense up and clamp his arms against his sides, not causing much trouble as Lucifer tried to find the right pressure to make his brother laugh.

“Lucifer!” Satan nearly yelled. “The f-fuu-ck are you d-doING!”

Lucifer bit the inside of his cheek, trying to hold back a smile, but it was honestly impossible: Satan let out the most high pitched shriek he had ever heard before… coming from a demon and one of his brothers, of course.

“Are you a ticklish person, Satan?” Lucifer stated the obvious and before he could speak again, Satan finally let out the brightest giggles ever, surprising Lucifer.

“N-Nohohahaha! N-Not thihihihis!” Satan giggled and Lucifer nearly gaped in amaze, his fingers stopping slightly, but then quickly speeding up with the exact pressure that made Satan let out those giggles. “Luhuhucifeheher!”

Lucifer knew Satan tried to sound angry, but his laughter was so bright and, goodness forgives, so sweet that he thought Satan was actually enjoying this- but of course he knew his brother.

“I gave you a choice, Satan,” Lucifer said, getting bored of just tickling Satan’s sides. “You chose this, now take it.”

“I dihihidn’t choose thihi- ah! Stahahap!” More high pitched giggles poured out of his mouth when Lucifer moved to tickle his stomach: fingers gently clawing at the muscles around Satan’s belly button.

Lucifer could see Satan’s ears turning bright red and he suddenly thought that, even if himself was also embarrassed about this situation, this was, in fact, the perfect punishment for his naughty brother- something definitely humiliating. His plan to convince him to get those copies might work!

The clawing to Satan’s stomach was working wonders. He bent over and finally moved one of his hands to wrap around Lucifer’s wrists. Lucifer couldn’t help but chuckle, he felt Satan’s fingers holding him, but he could barely feel the force trying to push him away.

“What is wrong, Satan? Why are you so weak?”

Satan squeaked when Lucifer moved one of his hands to repeatedly poke the curve of his waist.

“Fuhuhucking stohohohop!” Satan’s knees were giving up and before he could stop it, they both were falling.

Lucifer had to stop his punishment to hold himself up and Satan took the opportunity to try to escape, he rolled on his stomach and tried to claw away, but his older brother was faster, and quickly captured him by his sides, dragging him back until he could straddle his lower back, using his strong legs to keep him in place.

“Where do you think you’re going? We’re not finished yet,” Lucifer said with a smirk on his face and seeing an opening, he sneaked his hands under Satan’s arms, making him shriek with loud cackles.

“Did I find a good spot, Satan?”

“Stohohohohop touchihihing mehehe!” Satan laughed, kicking his legs and pressing his arms against his sides, trapping Lucifer’s hands against his tickle spot. “Enough! You peheheherv! Stahahaha!”

“Who’s a pervert? Is it so wrong wanting to hear my little brother's laughter?”

“Grohohohoss! Lucifeheheher! I’m seheherious!”

Lucifer chuckled. “Are you now?” Satan cackled louder when Lucifer vibrated his fingers right on the center of his armpits. “Very well. I will gladly stop if you promise to help me out with this mess your cat caused.”

Satan shook his head right away. “Nehehehever! I rahahather die be-befohohore hehehelping you!”

“Then I won’t stop,” Lucifer said with a nod. “Not until I get tired.”

Satan tried to growl, but Lucifer’s nimble fingers were surely destroying his armpits right on the spot. However, Lucifer knew this certainly wasn’t Satan’s worst spot, he’d seen his other brothers tickling each other hundreds of times before to know each and every of their spots.

“Last chance, Satan,” Lucifer warned, his fingers nestling against the hollows of Satan’s armpits, rubbing deep circles that nearly made Satan bang his forehead against the wooden floor. “Will you help me out?”

Satan shook his head. “N-Neahahaha! Never, dahahahammit!”

“Very well.”

Lucifer was thankful the walls of his office were soundproof, because the scream that left Satan’s mouth could be misinterpreted by a scream from someone being killed, but Lucifer had simply sunk his fingertips against Satan's ribs, clawing at the bones and in the spaces between them.

“What’s this? Is this your secret spot?”

“I’LL KIHIHILL YOU!” Satan shrieked with hysterical laughter. “N-Nohahahat fuhuhucking thehehere!”

Satan threw his head back and he arched his back up, trying to escape from Lucifer’s hold against his ribs, but Lucifer’s fingers easily followed him, playing with each bone to find the one that would make Satan go ballistic.

It didn’t take long, the closer he got to the most sensitive ribs, Satan’s laughter became more hysterical and he desperately tried to get a hold of Lucifer’s hands to push them away.

Lucifer was a bit too surprised. He had seen Satan being tickled before, he had seen him laugh wholeheartedly as his other brothers wrecked him, but it was the first time he did it. It was the first time he tickled Satan to pieces and he really couldn’t help but think, (for the second time that night), that his little brother was, in fact, really cute.

“Fuck! Fuhuhuhuck, Lucifeheheher!” Lucifer thought Satan would split his spine in two as he arched up one more time when he felt the vibrations of those gloved fingers against his middle ribs. “I c-cahahahan’t! Not thehehehere!”

Lucifer arched his eyebrow, was Satan begging? Hmm… not quiet.

“Not here? I think this spot is very good, Satan. You’re laughing so much.” He felt awkward teasing Satan, but what is a punishment if you don’t make the other party feel inferior, right?

“I hahahahate you! Leheheheave!” Satan squeaked and Lucifer had to bark out a deep laugh at that.

“You know how to stop this, Satan."

Lucifer saw with amusement how Satan kept shaking his head, refusing to help him out. But Lucifer was rather patient when he wanted to be and his quick fingers weren't even tired of tickling Satan's ribs.

"Luhuhuhucifer! I fuhuhuhucking- hah!" Lucifer seriously laughed out loud when the funniest snort made Satan's nose vibrate. "Okay! Okahahahaha-

"Oh?" Lucifer had to move a little to see if his brother had actually died, but to his surprise, he was still laughing, but no sound was coming from his mouth.

Better hit the iron when it's hot.

"Satan? Are you ready to help me out with those copies?" Satan snorted and he quickly nodded. "You cannot take your word back, do you hear? I'll do this over again." Satan shook his head and Lucifer stopped when he saw his cheeks blushing brightly. "Good."

He stopped and easily lifted himself, finally letting Satan breathe.

"Okay, you can start picking up those papers since you're over there, Satan."

He heard Satan's laugher dying down, then his gasps, trying to catch his breath and lastly, his angry mumbles as he started to pick up all of those bitten and wet papers.

"I hate you."

"You let me know daily," Lucifer answered, a smirk on his face as he gently moved his chair away, the kitten still asleep even after all that screaming coming from Satan.

Lucifer felt Satan's eyes on him… actually, on the cat. Was he worried Lucifer was going to throw it out? He looked over at his brother and he bit the inside of his cheek. He'd never seen him so… messed up.

His hair was all over the place, his green sweater wrinkled and his shirt untucked from his pants. He wouldn't be surprised if he found out he had lost one of his shoes- oh, he did.

"Satan, put your shoe on and please get these copies."

Satan mumbled something under his breath, clicking away on Lucifer's computer as Lucifer signed the documents. Lucifer could barely believe Satan was being this good. Was he traumatized after being tickled by him?

Lucifer chuckled and Satan growled.

"You're not allowed to do that ever again, Lucifer."

"I let you choose. Next time help me out and you won't be tickled again," Lucifer said with a soft shrug and Satan cringed.

"What do you mean next time? I won't be helping you ever again! I don't-

"Listen, Satan," Lucifer started and he looked up when Satan didn't say a word. He let out a long sigh. "You can keep the cat. But only that one. Just one single cat. One. And I hope it doesn't come into my office ever again nor the kitchen, do you hear?"

Satan beamed and Lucifer narrowed his eyes when he saw the tiniest of smiles pulling at the corners of Satan's lips.

"What? Really?! You're not lying, are you?!"

Lucifer chuckled, shaking his head. "If you promise it won't cause trouble, then you can have it."

Lucifer raised an eyebrow, Satan was nearly vibrating with excitement and, perhaps, feeling that Satan was happy, the kitten climbed back to his shoulder and nuzzled against his neck, drawing more of those sweet giggles out of Satan.

Yes, his brother was definitely cute when he wanted to. But that's a secret Lucifer will keep to his grave.

[thinkingisadangerouspastime]

hi! i really like your posts and recently i came across some anti kataang arguments and i would like to see your opinion on that (if you want to answer because you must be very tired of answering those lol)

“i remember perfectly aang forcing himself into katara. not only once, but a lot of times. in that talk they were having during the play it was one of the moments aang was intrusive”

“i saw people saying that katara was jealous of aang with that kids in kyoshi island, which she obviously was not. she was annoyed at them”

“kataang had no development. it feels like a ship made out of nowhere”

“aang is completely obsessed with the idea of katara being his. proof is that episode were the guru tells him he has to let go of her and he choses to break the connection. it’s like: look what i did for you, you should stay with me. aang learning to let go would have been a evolution for his character”

“making them stay together in the end just because aang is the protagonist and has to stay with the girl is boring and adds nothing to the plot”

“he spend years after a girl that never felt the same for him”

hi anon! im very flattered you like my posts 🥰💛 and you’re not wrong that sometimes it gets a lil tiring addressing anti kataang arguments, but that’s because 90% of them are the same foolish rhetoric dressed up in a different costume, lol. i finally have some free time, so i’ll take a stab at these for you!

“i remember perfectly aang forcing himself into katara. not only once, but a lot of times. in that talk they were having during the play it was one of the moments aang was intrusive”

not gonna lie, this particular “argument” made me crack up laughing because they “remember perfectly… lots of times” but can only name one instance 😂 like i am on the floor, because trying to get away with that in a formal essay would earn them nothing more than a goose egg. you need evidence to support a claim, which this “claim” has none of. i mean,, when does aang force himself onto katara?? when katara initiates every cheek kiss they share?? when they are mutual participants in several shared hugs?? don’t get me started on DOBS - the Now or Never Kiss that falls under literally requires reciprocation from both parties, lol. but regarding the ever-so-infamous EIP episode they bring up:

This post talks specifically about EIP and the play’s portrayal of Aang and Katara (and how it cannot be used to define their relationship). This post explains the true source of Katara’s conflict in turning down Aang (i.e. the war itself and the risks the war presents for both of them) and why the EIP kiss did not “ruin” Kataang’s relationship. This post explains how the EIP kiss was resolved through narrative parallels. This post explains how the EIP kiss is so often blown out of proportion. This post explains how Aang did not “threaten” Katara in EIP (with some excellent commentary in the notes, too).

the fact of the matter is that yes, aang overstepped a boundary with katara there. no one has ever contested that because to do so would be to disregard canon, and here’s the thing about kataang shippers: we love atla canon. it gave us everything we wanted and more. (imo, that’s what anti kataangers don’t understand.) the EIP episode can be interpreted as a “low point” for many reasons, but the primary “takeaway” is that the play performed was imperialist propaganda that preyed on the gaang’s insecurities and demeaned them (much to the pleasure of the Fire Nation audience), which had negative consequences, one of which was aang kissing katara largely out of desperation. no one has ever excused that! thus, what i think isn’t clicking with anti kataangers is that aang and katara’s miscommunication in EIP is not a representation of their relationship being doomed to fail. aang made a mistake and immediately backed off without question or hesitation. katara has time to make her own decision and chooses to forgive him. doesn’t it strip more of katara’s agency away to conclude that katara could never ever ever forgive her best friend for a single mistake that - comparatively - could have been a whole lot worse?

(im just saying.)

“i saw people saying that katara was jealous of aang with that kids in kyoshi island, which she obviously was not. she was annoyed at them”

honestly, i have a question for whoever came up with this jfksjdasks. okay, yes, she was annoyed. that’s a given based on her exasperated eye rolls and sighs. but why was katara annoyed with them, hmm?

here’s my thing about katara’s feelings in this ep: jealousy and annoyance are not inherently the same, it’s true. a person can be annoyed without being jealous (obviously). as such, there are essentially two possible interpretations that have validity, although one in my opinion has greater weight in canon:

1. yes, it is possible to interpret katara’s annoyance that episode as being solely related to their delays on kyoshi island. one can reasonably argue that katara’s romantic feelings for aang were not as strong so early in the series (it’s only episode 4, after all, although lbr - she was Looking at aang’s tattoos in episode 1 lmao), and therefore the primary reason she was annoyed at the fangirls is because they were one of the causes extending their stay on the island when katara felt they needed to leave. it’s a fair interpretation.

2. a different and stronger interpretation, in my opinion, is that katara’s irritation was a product of both annoyance at their extended stay and jealousy of the fangirls’ obsession with aang. because here’s the thing about jealousy: it doesn’t have to be some extreme, exaggerated emotion/reaction! when katara gets jealous of on ji in book 3, she makes a single comment about aang and on ji dancing together. when aang gets jealous of jet in book 2 (because of sokka’s teasing), he, too, makes a single comment (i.e. that it would be a bad idea for katara to kiss jet). i bring these two moments up because they explicitly demonstrate within atla canon that reactions of jealousy do not have to be dramatique and outrageous, à la zuko throwing ruon-jian across the room in book 3, lmao. jealousy can be simple! kept to oneself! as such, katara’s disgruntled manner in that episode - which, might i add, is largely if not only shown in reaction to aang with the fangirls - can certainly be interpreted as a quieter form of jealousy akin to several other moments within canon.

more than that, however, if the writers did not at all want jealousy to be an interpretation on the table… why on earth would they have bothered to mention jealousy as a possibility? here’s the relevant excerpt from the episode transcript:

Koko: [Stomps her foot in annoyance and puts her hands on her hips, while another girl happily waves at Aang; irritated.] What’s taking you so long, Aangy?

Cut back to Aang and Katara; the former enthusiastically waves back at his awaiting fangirls, while the latter raises an eyebrow at the scene.

Katara: [Slightly mocking.] Aangy…

Aang: [Enthusiastically.] Just a second, Koko!

Katara: [Sarcastic.] “Simple monk,” huh? [Annoyed.] I thought you promised me that this Avatar stuff wouldn’t go to your head.

Aang: It didn’t. You know what I think? You just don’t want to come because you’re jealous.

Katara: [Close-up; angrily.] Jealous? [More high pitched voice.] Of what?

Cut to a broader shot. Aang moves back slightly, when an irritated Katara resumes to ferociously stuff the basket with more fruits.

Aang: Jealous that we’re having so much fun without you.

Katara: [Irritated.] That’s ridiculous.

(sidebar, but can i just say that seeing “ferociously stuff” to describe putting fruits away is arguably the funniest thing i’ve ever read sjkdhsjalks)

to me, this excerpt alone all but proves katara’s irritation is a mixture of annoyance at the girls’ (and aang’s) behavior/their delayed departure and jealousy regarding how the fangirls’ fawn over aang. katara clearly demonstrates frustration at aang’s seeming lack of concern for their time crunch and how he’s letting his status get to his head (and remember, y’all: this is very early book 1 aang, he’s barely begun to truly reconcile what it means to be the avatar and the last airbender, which is understandable and a-okay! can’t have growth if he doesn’t start somewhere!). that checks out. but next thing you know, katara’s reaction proceeds to dramatically heighten when aang teases the idea of jealousy to her. again: why include this moment if jealousy was never on the table whatsoever as an interpretation for her feelings of irritation? why make katara’s response intensify so strongly if she’s not jealous even a little bit?

in sum, while i don’t think katara’s aggravation is solely fueled by jealousy, the episode itself points to jealousy as at least a part of it. simple!

“kataang had no development. it feels like a ship made out of nowhere”

this take screams willful ignorance, like did they even watch the whole show?? it’s not worth addressing over and over, ngl.

This post and this post explain how Katara’s feelings for Aang develop throughout the series. This post explains how Aang consistently supported Katara throughout the series. This post demonstrates how Kataang is literally ingrained in every episode.

“aang is completely obsessed with the idea of katara being his. proof is that episode were [sic] the guru tells him he has to let go of her and he choses [sic] to break the connection. it’s like: look what i did for you, you should stay with me. aang learning to let go would have been a evolution for his character”

“completely obsessed” h e l p i weep for the lack of brain cells 😭 it is so hard to just say “kataang isn’t my cup of tea” and go?? seriously?? i thought we were past making stuff up to support shipping agendas. lord help us. real quick:

This post explains how Aang never acted like he was “entitled” to Katara’s affections. This post explains how Katara and Aang do not “idolize” each other. This post and this post talk about Aang’s chakra being blocked and unblocked, and how it had to do with fear, not attachment. This post talks about Aang and the Avatar State, explicitly discussing “The Crossroads of Destiny” and the notion of attachment/letting Katara go.

okay, let’s take this claim one sentence at a time:

“the guru tells him [aang] he has to let go of her [katara] and he choses [sic] to break the connection.”

first of all. FIRST OF ALL. can you imagine the hellfire that would have rained down if aang hadn’t chosen to go rescue katara? here is a piece of the episode transcript:

… Right before he is able to completely open the final chakra and master the Avatar State, however, he hears a shriek from Katara and sees a vision of her in chains. At this, he jumps out of the energy sphere and runs away from the Avatar Spirit. The energy bridge that leads him there slowly vanishes behind him until it catches up and falls from underneath him, causing his image to plummet toward Earth. This cuts his connection to the Avatar State, which forces him back to reality.

Aang: Katara’s in danger! I have to go! [Prepares to exit.]

Pathik: No, Aang! By choosing attachment, you have locked the chakra! If you leave now, you won’t be able to go into the Avatar State at all!

Aang hesitates but leaves anyway, leaving Pathik concerned and disappointed.

aang chose to leave because katara was in danger. if he had chosen to stay,, dear god. the vitriol that would have been thrown around. “aang doesn’t really love katara! he chose not to save her!” “aang is so selfish and greedy! he chose power over love!” it’s literally a catch-22. damned if he does leave, damned if he doesn’t leave. #fandomlogic

anyways, yes, sure, aang chose to leave, which at the time broke the connection. he was indeed in avatar state limbo for a Hot Minute. whoop de do.

“it’s like: look what i did for you, you should stay with me.”

logical fallacy: ad hominem, hasty generalization, ∴ not worth our time 💛

“aang learning to let go would have been a [sic] evolution for his character”

i have amazing news for those who perpetuate this take. aang did let her go! he would not have been able to enter the avatar state in COD if he hadn’t! point blank, it is utterly untrue to pretend aang did not “let go” of his attachment to katara. now, im not going to get into the concept of “attachment” here and what it truly meant for aang to have “let katara go” in the book 2 finale (if it was good, bad, etc. etc.). there is a lot of material to work with there that would require like,, an entire post to dig into, if not more. the fact of the matter is that aang did let katara go, and the proof is that he successfully entered the avatar state before azula killed him. the above claim thus sits in complete contradiction to canon and is a moot point.

“making them stay together in the end just because aang is the protagonist and has to stay with the girl is boring and adds nothing to the plot”

“making them stay together” again, is it so hard for someone to just say “kataang isn’t my thing, im gonna stick to fanon pairings, but y’all have fun” i mean that really, really does not seem so difficult to me! also, “making” is a hilarious word to use just because,, atla is a work of fiction. in that respect, the writers “made” everything happen. you cannot escape their sphere of control.

anyways. that’s just funny to me lmao

but no, aang and katara did not get together in a romantic fashion just because aang was the lead male protagonist and katara was the lead female protagonist. i refer back to these posts from earlier:

This post and this post explain how Katara’s feelings for Aang develop throughout the series. This post explains how Aang consistently supported Katara throughout the series. This post demonstrates how Kataang is literally ingrained in every episode.

aang and katara got together because their relationship had been developed since episode 1, duh. reducing their relationship to “lead guy + lead girl” completely disregards the legwork done and the foundation laid for their romantic partnership. like, all someone has to do is rewatch the show 😂 and i hate to break it to whoever created that take, but to say kataang “adds nothing to the plot” again ignores how their relationship is one of the two most important in the show (the other being aang and zuko’s relationship as narrative foils). it is not a cheap coincidence that kataang embodies multiple complementary themes/motifs of atla: push and pull, yin and yang, air and water, oma and shu, etc. etc. their relationship adds emotional depth! how is that not relevant to the plot! atla is a show where just about every relationship is important in some regard (this post touches upon how aang alone transforms all of his friends - think of the bigger picture, then, and how every other dynamic weaves in a crucial thread to create the beautiful tapestry we call atla!).

my point is that kataang is relevant to the plot the way every relationship in atla is, whether or not someone ships/enjoys them. you cannot have a good show without having intimate relationships (emotionally, i mean). can you imagine if someone said zuko and iroh’s relationship wasn’t relevant to the plot?? there is a reason it is such a powerful moment when iroh and zuko reunite in the finale. similarly, there is a reason yue’s sacrifice and sokka’s consequential (and lasting) grief is so poignant. there is a reason it is so heartbreaking when katara and sokka have to leave behind their father at the beginning of tsr. to tie back to kataang, there is a reason it is so hard to watch katara dismiss aang in that same episode. there is a reason so many people are moved when katara pulls aang out of the avatar state when appa is stolen. there is a reason emotional reactions are incited during atla and it is because these relationships are so important!! i don’t care if someone thinks kataang is “boring” - that’s their opinion, they have a right to it. but to insist their relationship wasn’t relevant to the plot? to the story? when in fact it was a key component from episode 1?

are you kidding me?

“he spend years after a girl that never felt the same for him”

“years” lol doesn’t atla take place over the course of a year at most? pretty sure this person didn’t even watch the show 😂 for a third time, i refer to these posts:

This post and this post explain how Katara’s feelings for Aang develop throughout the series. This post explains how Aang consistently supported Katara throughout the series. This post demonstrates how Kataang is literally ingrained in every episode.

i hope i addressed these (nonsensical) arguments to your satisfaction, anon! a lot of them are the same tried-and-failed anti kataang arguments, smh. not to incite new discourse lmao, but it’d be nice if there was at least some variety 😂 thank you again for your kind words, my friend! 💛