#they think a cancellation can fix my brainrot?

[biscuitrule]

I don’t know about you guys but I personally will be making it my mission to keep this fandom alive just to spite Netflix. I’ll do it single-handedly need be.

[yve-kae-nightfever]

KAERI MERRY CHRISTMAS~!

Don't mind me running to your inbox when you announced that requests were open. I've been having the worst obey me brainrot and I couldn't help myself akdhjsjdjs

So, could you please write anything with lee Levi?? He's my absolute fave! Feel free to choose the ler x3 And no pressure ofc!

Have a lovely day!

Top priorities chart

(Levi, Mammon & Lucifer)

Summary: a brand new game finally came out, and Levi had been waiting for it since weeks. However, as soon as he starts playing, it becomes his first priority, bringing his brothers to worry about him gaming for days straight. But no worries, Levi's top weakness against videogames is here to help!

A/N: GDHUAJDUS I'M SO SORRY I'VE MADE YOU WAIT FOR SO LONG😭 my health got in the middle and messed up everything and i even thought i had lost your request cause i was worried i accidentally canceled the fic💀but nope it was safe in my drafts ehehe. (ALSO MERRY -REALLY REALLY REALLY- LATE CHRISTMAS even if we already exchanged wishes many times lmao)

A/N2: also ignore me brainrotting about lee!levi with a hyper sensitive arms and spine and being L O U D when being tkled...

Hope you like it!! Enjoy!<3

"Oi, Satan. Where's Levi?" Mammon asked, his mind clearly up to something silly with money involved.

"I don't know, probably in his room playing videogames, as usual I'd say..." he answered, his eyes still fixed on the book he was reading.

"Again? It's been a whole day...damn. I wonder what he finds so interesting about gaming for so long"

Even if this was his idea, he went down the corridor, opening Leviathan's door without permission.

"Ah, little brother! Guess wha-"

"GAHH! OH NO, NOT AGAIN!" he screamed, both in pain (metaphorically) and for the nearly heart attack he had from Mammon's sudden entry into his room.

"Woah, what was that for?! What are you screaming about, I did nothing wrong!"

"YES YOU DID!" he pointed at the screen "Look at that! You scared me and I lost the match!"

Mammon's expression changed from surprised to annoyed.

"...really? That's my fault?"

"Yes!" he sighed. "Just, just leave me alone! I gotta play another match to win the final tournament!"

"But I needed to talk to you!"

"Later, c'mon! Don't make me lose again!"

Mammon closed the door behind his back, leaving his room. "How rude...!" he said to himself.

meanwhile, in the kitchen

"Lucifer, it's been two days and Levi still has been gaming non-stop" Beel said, adding carrot slices to the soup he was cooking for the dinner.

The eldest rubbed his forehead.

"There's not much we can do, however. I think you all know how Leviathan is made, and what he thinks about this"

"But it will have an extremely negative effect on him!" Asmodeus added, taking plates from the drawer, and taking one for Leviathan too, still hoping he would come at least for dinner.

"Oi, Lucifer, how about we go checking on him after dinner? He must be scared if it's you!" Mammon said.

"I doubt that, but for once I'm in with your idea"

~

"Levi, are you still awake?"

"Of course he is..."

"Ah, yes sure I am! Come in but be quiet" he sounded really nervous.

Lucifer opened the door.

"Levia-"

"Shh!"

Lucifer's eye twitched, he and Mammon looked at each other, then sat down on the floor at each side of Levi.

"That's it, that's it! Aaah! That's the boss! See how big and strong he is but HAHA! I prepared the best team ever and I won't let ANYONE and ANYTHING destroy my perfect path!"

"Why is he pointing out words...?" Mammon whispered to Lucifer.

"Well, you know how he is"

"Uh...stupid?"

"Hey, I heard that, Mammon!"

Lucifer and Mammon exchanged another look, both of them clearly annoyed by his behavior.

"AH- C'MON, 4TH MOON GUARDIAN! TIME FOR THE FINAL ATTACK!!"

"Levi, could you-"

"Bless of the New Moon!"

"Levi-"

"Have a taste of my sword!"

Lucifer almost gave up in trying to convince him turn down the console volume.

"THAT'S IT! AHA! I WON!"

"Leviathan...could you at the very least try not to scream so much?"

"What are you talking about?! I just won the ultimate tournament!"

"That's not the point...I think you need to revise you priorities" Lucifer said.

Levi blinked. "Huh?? Priorities?"

"Yes, in fact, you've been in your room for-"

"Oh, wait! Final showdown, I forgot! I gotta do this!"

"He's not even listening to you, Lucifer"

"Ah, see? How can that game be you first priority?"

Then, an idea popped into Mammon's head.

"Hey, Lucifer! Guess what I'm thinking about" he looked at his brother, his gaze playful, craking his knuckles.

"Well...that could be a good idea"

They closed up on their brother as he was keeping on playing, unaware of what was about to happen.

"Eh, Lucifer. What was that you were talking abAAH!" he suddenly arched his back, missing a button on the joystick, his character jumping instead of attacking.

Lucifer simply kept on poking and squeezing his sides. "Mammon, do you remember?"

Levi's character began to run all over the ring as he lost control of his own fingers, the cause? Mammon's fingers tracing along the inner side of his arm, going up to his armpit, then back down, and again.

"Ah, no! Sorry Lucifer, looks like I forgot...! Levi, can you remember?"

Levi immediately blushed, his character now jumping off the roof and dying. "NOHOHO! GAH- COHOHOME ON!" he laughed harder Lucifer's fingers found their way under Levi's shirt and scratched at his ribs.

"W-WahAHAIT! It W-WAHAS about p-priohohoritIHIHIES?!"

"Ah, right. I think you didn't exactly understand what are your top priorities, Levi. That's why we came here" he stopped for a moment.

"Guh- haah! Ehehahaha! W-whahat do you mehehean?!" he squirmed and giggled as Lucifer still slowly tickled his ribs, making him ten times more nervous about the conversation.

"You've been in your room for three days now, skipping meals and sleep, because your top priority was the game. But that should be less important than your health"

"B-buhuhut! The gahahame just cahahame out! And I was s-so excitehehed!"

"Ah, you're not even trying to understand!" Mammon paused the game in the middle of the fight, which was probably going to be a loss for Levi, since two more of his characters had died.

He tackled his brother down, sitting on his legs, scribbling at the sides of his tummy. Oh, a really bad spot.

"GAHAH- MAHAHAMMON!" he kicked his legs behind his back, shaking his head and trying to block his wrists, but his efforts got stopped by Lucifer blocking his hands under his knees, fully exposing Levi's arms.

Now Levi was in big trouble. Each of his brothers knew how his arms were sensitive.

Scribbles, feathers, tracing, even kisses from his beloved MC could get him there.

"OH NOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEASE NOHOT THAHAT!"

"I'm sorry, Levi. But I'm firmly fixed on the topic before" he brought wiggling fingers down.

"NOHOHOHO!" he twisted his torso, in a desperate attempt to free himself, but it was useless. Tickles could weaken him in no time.

"This is were it gets you for good, hmm?" Lucifer said, tickling the inner sides of his elbows.

"GUH- AHAHAHA! Q-QUIHIHIHIT THAHAHAT! IT TIHIHICKLES!" his laughter rose as Mammon started digging his finger into the back of his ribs.

"Well, that's the point. Since you wouldn't try to follow the conversation, that's one of the easiest way to make you" Lucifer said, in a slighty smug tone.

"NAHAHAHA- PLEHEHEASE! TH-THAHAHAT'S TOO MUHUHUCH!"

"Too much already? Aw, you're seriously that ticklish?" Mammon teased.

"S-STOHOHOP THAHAT! GAH- I'LL LIHIHISTEN! AHAHA- JUHUHUST STOHOHOP!" Levi pleaded.

He panted heavily, his eyes closed, his face red.

"Well now, Levi. Are you ready to follow the conversation?"

"I t-think I am..."

"Good. First, I want you to know gaming must not be your priority, even if-"

Lucifer was almost immediately stopped by Levi.

"But Lucifer! This game is super- no, hyper! Hyper important!"

Lucifer sighed. "I suppose I have to resort to forced measures..."

...

"T-thihihis is insahaAHAne...." he laughed.

The current situation was indedd insane. Leviathan down on his stomach, Mammon sitting on his lower back, and Levi's shirt up so his back was uncovered.

"Let's try to convince you this way, shall we? So, top priority is health, then studies"

Mammon wrote "Health" on Leviathan's back, letter by letter, with his fingertip, giving a little tickle here and there just to tease him more. Levi kicked his legs and tried to muffle his laughter behind his hands.

Then, he wrote "Studies".

Leviathan's body spasmed as Mammon wrote the "S" and the "U".

"Then let's see..." Lucifer said.

"M-MC! MC is a p-priohohority..." he spat out between his giggles, the position he was in making it hard to take a proper breath.

"Right, I see you're starting to understand. Add that one, Mammon"

"W-whaHAHat about gAHAHames?!"

"Well that's one of the last I think...or maybe I could bring that one up...alright, that's a bonus"

Mammon wrote "Games" over his back, sending Levi into hysterical laughter.

And among all the priorities he was listing, Leviathan himself took a mental note about another priority. A good one that would probably save him in the future.

"Always listen to your brothers whenever they're feeling mischievous enough to tickle you to pieces!"

[giggly-squiggily]

Thank you, for feeding me! I’ve developed an unhealthy obsession for the Itoshi brothers, but can you blame me?! Okay, I can admit I might need to seek help, but why do I need help when I have fanfiction!

Of course friend! Thank you for letting me cook up these ideas! Anytime you need an Itoshi brother fix, come on by- I'm attached to them jkaerkjaejkrakjrkj It's this fic's fault for Sae especially- Against Our Demons; the author has been feeding my Sae/Shidou obsession for the past few weeks and I-aerjaerjajkerjkaer As for Rin- Rin just being Rin makes me happy, so yee!

KJjkekjajkaejrkjakerjk MOOD! 🤣 Brainrot's only cure is more brainrot kljeakreakjrjkajrk It cancels itself out eventually- I think? Eh, more Itoshi boys for us anyway-AJjkaerkjeakjrarkekjrjk

[shortkingvi]

Marriage proposal lesgo

i did bumbleby because who else would i do this for. also look, if anyone is gonna get married immediately after having sex, it'll be blake and yang

this has bandana brainrot shit, both of them clowning on each other, and blake getting called a bottom

also, this can either be trans yang OR strap yang,,,,,, however, if you go the strap route you now have to reckon with the knowledge that yang got engaged wearing a strap so like,,,,,, choose wisely

anyways yeah have a marriage proposal:

“Fuck, Blake.” Yang panted out as she collapsed on top of her girlfriend, resting her forehead between Blake’s shoulder blades and catching her breath.

“Mmh,” Blake whimpered back. “Too hot. Get off of me you lazy bitch.”

Planting a kiss on the nape of Blake’s neck, Yang carefully pulled out and flopped onto her back, chest heaving and a small smile on her face. “God I love you,” she said, turning to face her girlfriend.

“You’re just saying that because I let you fuck me instead of making you fix the porch light like I said I would.”

“Let me? That’s not what you were saying before. If I remember correctly, it was something like ‘Oh, Yang! Oh harder! Oh you’re so big, fu-mmmfh!’” Yang mimicked Blake’s voice before a pillow slapped over her face, shutting her up.

“It’s not too late for me to cancel our dinner plans tonight and have you do odd jobs around the house all day.”

“You’d never. We’re going to that seafood place you like and I know you can’t resist that.”

“I hate how well you know me.”

Grabbing Blake by the waist and pulling her in close, Yang kissed her on the top of the head. “And don’t you forget it, babe. There’s no one on this planet who knows you better than I do.”

Leaning up, Blake captured Yang’s lips with hers. Their mouths moved together for a minute with all the laziness and contentment of a Saturday morning with nothing to do. Pulling back, Blake smiled softly and burrowed into Yang’s neck.

“You really do, you know,” Blake murmured, muffled by Yang’s neck. “You just… know me. Know when I’m happy, when I’m sad, when I-”

“When you need to get fucked like the little bottom you are?”

Blake slapped Yang’s shoulder. “Shut up, I’m tangenting. You just… you have such a great understanding of me and what I’m feeling. You always have.”

Yang stroked at Blake’s back absently. “Yeah, I mean, even back at Beacon I was always looking out for you, making sure you were alright. Back during the dance, I knew how much you were beating yourself up about all that White Fang stuff and how much you needed to go. It sucked, watching you dance with someone else that day, but you were so happy and that was all I ever cared about. All I care about now too, if I’m honest.”

“I love you so much. So, so, so much. More than I think my heart has room for sometimes.”

A look crossed Yang’s face and she sighed, seemingly coming to a decision about something. “You know what? Fuck it.”

“Thought you did that already.”

“That’s enough out of you, you little monster, I’m trying to be romantic here.”

Blake giggled, shoving her face into a pillow as Yang turned to ruffle through her bedside drawer.

“I had a whole plan for tonight,” Yang began, still facing away from Blake and searching for something. “I was gonna take you out for dinner, and then for a walk in the park to those gardens we used to go to back when we were in Beacon. It would have been a whole thing but honestly? I don’t think that’s us. I think we’re spontaneous, always have been, so what better time to do this than right now?”

With that, Yang turned, holding a sunset orange bandana in her hands. “I’ve been wearing your colour for years now and… I was thinking… maybe you could start wearing mine?”

Clasping a hand over her mouth, Blake choked back a sob. “Yang, I- what?”

“Marry me, Blake. Marry me today, tomorrow, next month, next year, whenever. Just… just marry me.”

“We’ll never be able to tell our kids how we got engaged, you know?”

“I’m sure we can come up with a fun little story instead. So, what do you say?”

“Of course, Yang. In any universe.”

“In all of them. Forever.”

[rickhoe]

people will see a man say slurs and support neo-nazis and be like : oh but hes cool ! and he apologized ! (seriously the brainrot on these people is wacky)

GOD HONESTLY. he "apologized" and then continued to be racist and anti-semitic and ppl are like "hurr durr but apologies fix everything!!"

the thing is, this isn't "toxic cancel culture." of course apologizes are important and i'm not disregarding pewd's apology. apologies are a step forward from toxic behavior, but if you take that step forward, and then do something again, you're taking two steps back. you can't apologize and think it fixes everything. it's only the first step to earning forgiveness, and even then, NO ONE is required to forgive you.

and for those of you who are coming after me for "not making my own post" can stick it because i was doing it to send a message. sure it was immature but it still got my point across right? but, if you actively support neo-nazis you deserve it. so idk. whoever is the immature one in this situation you decide.

i've been canceled by almost every fandom on the planet for sticking up for people and spreading anti-gross people propaganda (anti-antis, exclus, truscum, anti-queer, terfs, anti-"he/him lesbians", etc) and i'm not running away from my cancelations under a new name, new url, new behavior. i will not run from this. i'm here to stay. fuck pewdiepie and his supporters. i hope you all rot.

[daveys-sister]

Fuck it, I’m in.

I don’t know about you guys but I personally will be making it my mission to keep this fandom alive just to spite Netflix. I’ll do it single-handedly need be.