#waah sorry for the went... just wanted to write it out cause i have a hard time responding to asks and messagges.

[lilis-palace]

Hi Lili! I just wanted to say that I love your work!

I also wondered if at some point (I saw you are super busy with your thesis- I wish you all the best for that, BTW!) if you ever thought of doing some functional school and medical items? The vintage wheelchair you made a while back is stunning. It's difficult to play a historical game without old-fashioned school and medical stuff. I'm sure you would do an amazing job of it!

Hi! 😊 I have a school set in progress, but I don't own the Highschool Pack so i couldn't finish it.

The medical stuff is a great idea! It definetly needs some research, but that's the fun part:D

[kazushuu]

19 and 27 for Kazuaki

19. A memory of someone they don’t see anymore27. A memory of something they’re proud of

…writing again! thank you for sending these! sorry that it took a. a month or two or three.

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    “Please sit still, Fluffy…”

    Despite that, I continued to cry. Pressing hands into my scalp I whined, “But you’re hurting me!! You probably pulled half of my hair out noow!!”

    My mother held her breath and looked down at me helplessly. One hand resting lightly on my little head, and the other holding a starry-patterned hairbrush. “I’m sorry… But, I’m almost done.” She tried to reassure me gently, “Your hair was all tangled up because you roll around in bed so much… I need to brush it till you’re nice and silky…!”

    “Ow ow ow…” My voice hitched. At some point when I’d bawl like this, I’d only get more annoyed for no reason. Now, the wetness of my own cheeks made me cry even harder. “W-What if I don’t wanna get brushed…?!”

    “Well, then…” my mom pet my head lightly, I heard a smile in her voice, “Then you won’t be my cute prince, but a scruffy forest troll instead!”

    I crossed my arms and mumbled, pouty. “…What if I wanna be a scruffy forest troll.”

    She chuckled at me and tilted over my shoulder to see my face. “No, you don’t~ You wanna be a prince, I know that! Besides, scruffy forest trolls aren’t allowed to wear their dinosaur pajamas around the house when it’s noon already.”

    “Eeehhh??” I stopped crying and gripped the sleeves of my dinosaur pajamas defensively. “Nooo! I wanna be a prince then!”

    My mom had a somewhat exhausted look in her eyes, but shared my enthusiasm as an 8 year old so genuinely, that I often just thought she’s my friend, and not really authority. She smiled, “You see? Just let me brush your bangs, and we’re done.”

    “…Y-Yeah, okay.” I hiccuped, and turned around. My mom crouched down on one knee and gently, as gently as possible, got the tangles out of my hair. I had my eyes screwed shut so hard that it hurt instead, but before I knew it, she tapped me on the shoulder and sang. “All done!”

    She lifted a finger and curled a lock of my hair around it. When she let go, the longer lock bounced back, now in a curly shape. “Ahh, so sweet! You’re so brave, Kazuaki-kun. Now the little prince can hop around wherever he wants with his dinosaur pajamas.”

    I was so relieved. I gave her a big grin and hugged her, which she returned immediately. “Am I really really brave?” I said while sneakily wiping my face against her blouse. “Really really~ the bravest in the world!”

    …

    She said those things so confidently, celebrated small accomplishments with me. My biggest regret is growing up a coward… And selfishly wishing for her unconditional support once more.

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    “And? How’d it go?” Hitori headed towards me with a tinge of curiosity in his eyes. I was stunned, having to blink myself back into reality again. “U-Um. It went okay, I guess?” I cleared my throat, “Well, it went good, but… That was the strangest job interview I ever imagined!”

    Hitori smiled like he totally expected that answer. “Yeah. But what do you think?”

    “Well, apparently… Apparently I got the job.”

    “What! Really!? Immediately?”

   “Ahhh!”

   “That’s mildly surprising indeed! Mister Ichijou actually called me back a few hours after my interview to let me know I got it.” Hitori grumbled thoughtfully, “Hm, I feel like employment at a school should be a way more extended process. We’ve only visited the classes once, I mean… But this school is known for its focus on ‘skill and passion’ over procedure, and everything seems legit, so it can’t be that suspicious, eh?”

   Hitori grinned, “Well, congrats, Kazu!”

   But I couldn’t choke a word out of me. He leant in closer, “…You okay?”

   “I-I’m… I’m so shocked, but- but happy.” I bit myself at my own stuttering. I didn’t realize the tears in my eyes until they rolled down my face, “Mister Ichijou was so nice to me. He had this impressed look on his eyes when he saw my- my grades back from prep school and accomplishments. And I mean, I guess he does know me a bit, ‘cause he saw my writing and we talked on that Doors Open Day, but still…

   This is… This is the first time I have a job that I look forward to…”

   Hitori put a hand on my shoulder, and continued to speak with such genuinity that it made me melt. “You are impressive. I’m not much of an artist, but you do put your best into those things and it shows. You should be proud of yourself.” he winked, “I sure am.”

   I tried to wipe the annoying wetness from my face. “Waah Hitori~! D-Do you think I’m actually getting somewhere? I’m so nervous- what if he has a wrong image of me and will be disappointed once my teaching starts?! What if the students will hate me? What if I- Mnmn!”

   Hitori pinched my lips shut with his fingers and sighed, “Don’t worry yourself needlessly. You’re clearly exceptional and good enough if you got accepted into this prestigious academy. And even if you will struggle, you know I’m here with you. I’ll show you around. I’ve been working here for a while.”

   “Mnmm?” I sniffled.

   Hitori let go and gave me a quick kiss instead. “I believe in you.”

   I guess he was right. I tried my best to believe in myself as much as he insisted. It was difficult not to trust someone as honest and kind as Hitori. Any compliment that was said directly by him landed in my heart and never came out. So then I, pulled him into a hug that forced a grunt out of him.

   “Thank you so muuuch… I’m sorry for being a nuisance again… Thank you for the patience…”

   He lightly hugged me back. “But of course. Let’s continue to do our best, you delicate giant.”

[rezilient-m3]

I feel like I need to unload. And nobody specifically, really, to do it to. It's Jan 9, past midnight, so the 10th legally lol. Alex went back to work on Sunday, and I started my contract job on Monday.! Idk where to start first. The job? Since that'd be the quickest... I think I like it. I'm in kindergarten, working with a young girl from Ethiopia. Her mom died when she was a baby, and moved to the city from her country only a year ago with her dad and sister. She's a little wild girl, but cute. Lol. Likes to run. My first hour and a half of being on her watch, I chased her from class 3 times, 5 times that day lol. But by the end of the week, I knew what to expect. I know what is expected of me, and I think I'm doing well. I hope anyways. Afternoons of our school days, I'm still in the class, but just help other students who would need me. The other takes over with my morning student. The teacher found it impressive that a little boy drew himself to me. Which is a good thing, because I think I could help him. He barely speaks, so it'll be my job to help me repeat simple things, actions, and crap like that. He's a sweetie, but for the life of me, I can't understand what he says lol. So, the kids I work with, the conversations are limited. Hopefully that changes as the days go by.

As for Alex and I, we're still okay. He didn't totally flip out on his time home with us during break. My daughter, T, had a couple meltdowns while he was home, and he got upset. But it wasn't as drastic as the last time he laid an ultimatum on me. So, that's good. But he's gone again. I miss him. Who knows how long it'll be until he comes home. Until then, we're carrying on with our lives lol.

Counseling sessions has returned, and seem to be getting heavier for the girl's. T's gone twice in a row, on Wed and Fri. The 1st one, Renee, the counselor, seen first hand what a meltdown exactly looks like. It started from talking about her 2 friends in school. One girl told T the other girl was only her friend because she was using her to get Xmas gifts out of her. So, when Renee suggested going straight to the girl and ask her what the other one was talking about, T totally freaked out. And it's not like she uses her words. She cries, then (idk how to exactly explain the noise she makes lol) while crying she waahs lol. Like like a fake cry, but grunts? maybe, and gets louder when we try to talk or suggests what's wrong. But anyways, point is, counselor discovered she does this when she's worried, or scared about something and gets easily frustrated when she doesn't know what to do with something, or how it'd end. She was worried if she confronts any 2 of the girls, they'd stop being friends with her, cuz they've been best friends the longest. Like, before she got here. Then, she wouldn't have any left, cuz she said the other kids don't talk to her and she feels they don't like her. I felt for her. I understand how girl relationships can easily turn for the dramatic. So, I get it. Anyways, drive home I told her maybe the other girl is a little jealous about her friendship with her best friend and might be worried about her being replaced, so could be why she'd try cause something between them. Who knows? ... I felt like I spent so much time on this. Lol. My point is, we know why the meltdowns happen, and we're going to try come up with ways she can deal with the frustration and use her damn words. Cuz it's when that happens, everybody here tends to get upset, including me, and avoid her behaviour. But now, I'll need to learn how to get her her to talk it out and help her to resolve whatever. Making progress. Main point.

Then, we moved on to the morning I went get them. The morning their dad fucked up. The morning T tends to avoid speaking about. She didn't do, or say, anything that could help her. We tried to get her to tell us what exactly she seen. Cuz the big question that started this off was "What's the worst thing, in your whole life, that's ever happened to you?" And she said the thing with daddy and K. So, we went there. Anyways, she'd tell us everything that happened that morning, leading up to her going in that room and seeing what she seen, then go quiet. She would not say what she seen. I'll tell you why in a minute.

Moving on to today's session, T wanted a break. Understandably. So, on my way out the door I told S to come with me, since she was sitting on the couch lol. We get there, we talk about what we spoke about before. And what we spoke about before was what she thought about me not seeing them in those 15 months from Feb '18 to Apr '19. She really thought I didn't want to see her. She thought it was because I didn't want to go. That broke my heart. I didn't fall apart, and my voice broke a little explaining that I had to wait all those months for courts and lawyers and covid to happen. AND I would never not want to see her and her sisters. I explained how hard it was on me not to see, or talk to them. I'm so glad we talked that part through. I think she believes me now. Lol. She just never knew because I couldn't tell her at the time. I couldn't tell her " Mummy is getting a lawyer so I can get my rights back" while their dad was listening to every word spoken. I couldn't tell her "your dad won't let me come get you to visit because his gf doesn't want that to happen". All I could tell them was I miss them and wish I could see them. But she was left wondering, "well why not then?" All that time. That made me sad for her young mind. What confusing things for a kid to ponder about her own mum. But we're resolving things, and hopefully I'm answering the questions she has right and as best I could.

Anyways, she reflected on that today, and said she knew I wanted to see them, but I couldn't until I went to court. So, Renee totally just drove into that morning, again. She asked her to recall that night, and what she had seen when she went into that room with T, when I was waiting outside to get them. She was very hesitant throughout the whole thing, but she always answered. I watched my young 9 year old be the bravest little girl. She told us she went down behind T. The lights were on in the room, daddy was laying on his back, with no pants or underwear, carrying K over him like an airplane, but she was asleep. She told us she seen her dad's privates, but didn't understand what he was doing. She knew it was bad, but she doesn't understand it. (So innocent, but now she'll never forget this). So, Renee asked her what changed in her life since that morning. She said she started to live with mummy and Alex and D. Then, spoke about her life at her dads. I was so sad, sitting there, watching her voice breaking as she told us her and her sisters weren't ever allowed to go upstairs. That T had it the worst because their step-mom would always give her shit and ground her to her room and her and K weren't allowed to talk to her. And there were times they went hungry, and had booboed heads full of bugs And even in all these sad stories, her face would light up talking about her having her sister, K, always by her side. They were always sharing a room, and the broken toys they had no choice to play with being confined to their room. After all the stories, and her eyes welling up with tears, S said she's not sorry for being with us, here. Now she has food, her own bed, her own clothes, her sisters, her brother, Alex, no bugs, glasses... idk what else lol. But she doesn't miss it there. She's happy she doesn't have to deal with her mean step-mom anymore. Omg the things they've all been through. I couldn't imagine being in that family, wondering where the hell is my mum. That's what breaks my heart for them. Almost makes me feel guilty and sorry. But I'm doing my fucken best.

On the drive home, I tell her that I know how uncomfortable it is bringing up these things, but it's to help her figure out the confusing things. It's for all of them to get through this mess, and to be happy little content children. I hope I'm making sense to her when I try talk without Renee around lol. I told her, the bottom line was for them to let go of things, so they can move on properly and in a positive way. Idk.

We get home and I needed my stupid mask to go get something for supper, and S stays home, and T wants to come. I take her. And I brought up what S said she seen. I asked her if she's seen her dad's private parts too, and she says idk. I ask, "are you scared you'll get your daddy in trouble if you tell me what you'd seen?" "Yeah. I don't want him to go jail." And I froze there. I didn't know what to say, cuz idk if he'd get jail time, or what exactly is going to happen when the cops finally find him. (BTW, they haven't yet.) But I think she just had changed the subject and I let her. Because it is a short drive. But now I understand why she was so quiet with the counselor. And now I know what we could work on in our next session. Makes sense now.

But I'd just like to say how proud I am of my girls. That moved me, watching S today. A lot of it broke my heart, but to see how happy they can still be here, that made me feel just so proud of their resiliency. Strong, brave girls. I need to write them letters saying how I feel to them. I need to let them know I am here for every step of the way. Omg, my heart. 😩🤗

But holee shit. We didn't do K yet. We didn't ask her to recall that morning yet. Idk if Renee will even bother. Cuz with her, when asked about that morning, she seemed to be not too much traumatized by it. Maybe in her innocence, she just doesn't comprehend how bad it was, and carried on like, "okay, I know that wasn't okay, but we're with mummy now and life is good now" type of way. Never know. Cuz Renee and I discussed that maybe she's not affected as bad as we thought she would be. K didn't even know what alcohol was lol. She didn't get that that was why daddy and his gf would go out, for sometimes days, and come back fighting, or why that's why they'd be kicked out of her house, or why daddy would be acting weird and cry for mummy sometimes, or fight other ppl. She said she didn't know why he did those things. My poor girl. Maybe her young mind just doesn't get the severity of the situation.? We will see.

I just wanted to share how amazing my girls are. And that these sessions are getting us somewhere. This is helping me so much. It's overwhelming sometimes. But to see them flourish is so worth it. Omg. I just feel so good about it. 🙌

Oh, and tonight, my mum and sister R came over to ply cards with me. They're in the city visiting my sister C, so she's back in the hospital. Only one visitor allowed, so our mum went. She told me tonight she's not doing good. That scares me. She's been allowed one visitor since she got here. It's been days. I'm such an asshole. Using work and my kids as my excuse. Like, I am busy and I feel like I hardly have time for anything after-school, but I know I could have went. Idk why I didn't yet. Maybe 2morrow. Maybe these next few days. Idk. Keep you updated with that too.

I'm tired. It's now 1:41. Wrote for an hour and a half. I think I needed this tho. Sometimes I wonder if I should give someone I'm close to this link to these posts and just have at 'er. Lol. Or maybe I'll leave the link in my will haha. Idk. Maybe nobody needs to know what exactly goes through my mind. Whatever... g'night. ✌

Sorry for any typos. Not going through it rn. I said what I said. Lol.

[yunohawkeye]

I couldn’t just let this stand like that. I’m sorry but I really needed to write a quick continuation for that.  This isn’t betaread yet!

But while they were still grieving for you, as they thought they would never see you again, that you would be nothing more than a memory, you had something else planned.

Now you were sitting here, your hair with color again instead of white and without any kind of pain or exhaustion plaguing your body, for it was the embodiment of your soul. You were sitting here as youthful as you were at the start of the exchange program. Before you, the shape of a person, although indefinable as they were purely made of radiating light. “And you are sure you want to do this?” The warmth with it was spoken made you feel almost lightheaded, but without hesitation you nodded, “Yes, I’ve been planning on doing so for a very long time. But I would miss them too much and I know they are missing me, right now. And I don’t want to make them wait any longer as necessary.”

There was a short pause and they sighed, “Well then, I guess I’m not the one to deny your wish. Anything you want to say before you go down?” A smile spread across your lips as you answered, “Yes, one thing. Could I ask for Simeon and Luke to be my escort?” Your question was met with an equally happy grin as they nodded, “Of course.”

“Thank you.”

“They’re already on their way to escort you to the King of Hell. I hope you can trust Prince Diavolo in speaking up for you.” You chuckled as you replied, “Yes, I trust him. He’ll speak up for me.”

The conversation ended the moment you heard the flapping of wings behind you. As you turned around you saw the two angels looking at the figure in front of you, “You called-” Simeon’s eyes went wide as he looked at you before smiling brightly, “I knew we wouldn’t have seen the last of you.” “WAAH-... I-Is that really you?!” Luke’s loud voice ripped through the calm atmosphere with a shocked expression on his face.

“It was her wish that you’d be the ones to escort her to the Devildom.” Your former conversation partner spoke up. Both Simeon and Luke nodded and both held out a hand for you which you took without hesitation. Before they started to fly away, you turned around and whispered a quiet, “Thank you.”

It has been some time. Was it days or weeks or months, you didn’t know. The only thing you knew was that you were in pain, in a lot of pain. Everything hurt. You groaned out and slowly opened your eyes. And everything looked and felt different. Not that your surrounding changed, but the way you were perceived it. You were able to hear every ruffle of leafs, even if they were just caused by a single ant trying to find their way through. You were able to see not only the ceiling as a whole, but simultaneously every little crack and definition of it’s pattern.

But not only did everything around you feel different, you felt different.

You slowly started to sit up and there was more weight on your back than before, and your clothes changed. They were way more revealing than the ones you wore before while you didn’t feel the cold at all. At a second glance it didn’t even feel like clothing but your very own being for some reason.

As you were fully seated you understood why it felt like you had a backpack on your shoulders. While leaning forward, two black wings wrapped around your body and as you touched them, you realized they were yours. You remembered what happened, the escort from Simeon and Luke, the trial with the King of Hell and the way Diavolo spoke up for you, how me made sure you wouldn’t just become a lesser demon.

Before you were able to get lost in your thoughts the door creaked open and revealed a face you wouldn't have thought you’d ever be that relieved to see. Barbatos smiled his usual smile and walked in, clothes in hand, “Seems like I was quite accurate with the time you’d wake up. It’s nice to see you again.” You stood up from the edge of the bed, stumbling over your feet at first, not used to the different distribution of weight on your body. “You won’t be able to change into your human form for some time. It’ll take a lot of training and patience to do so, but I guess you don’t have to worry about the time anymore.”

Barbatos held out his hand for you to steady yourself and you nodded, “Thank you.”

“There’s nothing to thank me for. But I don’t think I’m the one you want to see at the moment.” A small smile graced his lips as he gave you the clothes, “Don’t keep them waiting for too long. They already did for 20 years.”

Some time later, after you were also greeted by Diavolo you stood in front of the doors of the House of Lamentation. You took a deep breath and knocked, trembling all over. It took some time before you heard a muffled voice from inside, “Why do I have to open the door? The GREAT Mammon doesn’t have to- Agh! Alright, alright, I’ll do it!” You were almost bursting from anticipation as the door finally opened, revealing a baffled Mammon. He looked at you for some time, blinking rapidly as if he thought he’d be dreaming.

You smiled and couldn’t stop the tears from spilling as you spoke up in a cracked voice, “I’m home.”

Obey me! The passing of time

Plot: One by one, the brothers start to notice how Mc changes as time goes by.

Warning: None that I can think of

Word Count:2480 words

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It started slow, very slow. You never noticed, of course you didn't. For you, this was something entirely normal but for the demons, it wasn't. After all, they could live for millenniums without suffering much but a cold but... for a human well... that's another story.

So no, you didn't notice as you grew older and started to look older, but the brothers certainly did.

The first one to notice was Asmodeus. The two of you were in one of those intense cuddling sessions; while he stroked your hair, he suddenly noticed a white hair. It made him froze in an instant.

Aging

It was such a slow process for them, for demons, angels and alike. But for humans, humans didn't even have a fraction of a demons life span. They all knew it. Humans were so fragile that even sleeping in a wrong position could hurt them. Yet, here you were. A human, surrounded by demons and still being able to hold your self with such confidence, sometimes even he forgot you were not one of them. Nevertheless, here you were mortal. Because you were human after all.

Asmodeus stared at your sleeping face, so peaceful... It made his heart ache, how has he gotten so close to you? To appreciate you as much as he does? To cherish you, to adore you...to love you? That night, he vowed to make the best of the time you two spend together. Occasionally, you noticed his sad face while painting your nails... but you never mentioned it.

The next one to notice was Belphegor; you usually napped together after classes every day, to get your energy up. However, he started to notice unusual sleeping patterns, the way you slept less at night and more during the day. At first, he thought it was probably Leviathan keeping you awake while gaming at night or watching some anime, but when Levi made a comment about you not connecting in a few days it sunk in.

He had researched human aging once, not because he cared or any deeper reason. He was just curious. He read that getting older, for some people, implied changes in their sleep routine. After that, he started noticing how tired you were often, the black circles underneath your eyes.

Ever since that day, he found himself thinking of Lilith, death, and mortality. Why? There wasn't any real reason, but just something in his heart that made him remember of how long ago his time at the Celestial Realm was every time he looked at you.

Ever since that, Belphie makes sure you go to bed at a reasonable hour, and even uses just a little of his demon powers to make sure you get enough sleep, and if sometimes he stayed awake just to look at you sleep... well that was for him to know and for you to never find out.

Next, was Lucifer. You both had fallen into a kind of routine; you would help him organize papers and such, nothing too important, just to help him around with minor stuff. Today was one of those days. He was looking at some papers and he gave you the ones that weren’t so important to either categorize or to dispose of. He lifted his gaze from the papers for just one second and noticed that something was off. The scene before him… it wasn't quite right. Maybe it was the fact that you had been looking at the same paper for 4 minutes trying to figure out where it belongs, or how your figure seemed... smaller for some reason.

As he stared at you, he suddenly remembered something. The Exchange Program you had participated in ended a while ago, but you had chosen to stay with them. He tied the knots by figuring that, yes, some time had passed since then and it was normal you didn't look the same. So, he kept reading a paper but then realization hit him…. the exchange program ended more than 15 years ago.

It cut him like a knife. It felt like yesterday you had just gotten into the Devildom and now... it had been more than 15 years. For him, it felt like nothing, but for you, a mere human, it must feel like a lifetime ago. Lucifer put the paper down, and suggested you two went out for dinner that night.

You found it odd, but not unwelcomed, and if this started to become a habit between the two... well you sure were not going to question it.

Then, it was Satan the one who noticed. You were reading with him, when he saw you struggling to read some words. You kept shuffling the book closer and then further from you, making weird faces and sighing in frustration. He put it down as you not being particularly interested in that book. So he suggested that the two of you took a break and watched the new episode of a detective show they were airing.

However, it kept happening every time you read together. So, one day Satan surprised you with a trip to the human world… but for medical reasons, he took you to an oculist. While waiting for you, he was reading a book, and he saw an old person walk by him. He then looked at the book and the first word his eyes saw hurt him.

Death

He read around thousands of books explaining humans. From the way their minds worked on a psychological and biological way, to the way a human’s body rotted after dead. Quite fascinating, but the thought of that happening to you... made him land from his fantasyland. Once you came out you, to no one's surprise, announced that you needed reading glasses, he only smiled and told you to pick whatever style you preferred. As you looked around and asked for his opinion on the glasses, Satan noticed another thing.

Even if you were getting older, your spirit was still the same. And that made him smile genuinely. Afterwards, he seemed to be more and more interested in your health and stuff like that, you really didn't question it, your memory was already bad, so it was not bad to have someone remind you to take your vitamins.

Beelzelbub has been sneaking into the kitchen every night of his long life. But specifically, tonight he sneaked into the kitchen and found you, bent over the counter with just a glass of water. He smiled and asked if you were also hungry, but you shook your head, explaining that the dinner you had eaten earlier made your stomach ache and you just wanted some water.

Beelzelbub stared in confusion, after all it was not often food made him feel ill. But lately, this has been something that happened to you a lot. He figured his midnight snack could wait and gave you a hug, hoping it will make you feel better. You smiled and hugged him back, resting against him.

You felt... tired and it wasn't because it was almost midnight or because you had a tummy ache... no, it was a different type of tiredness. After a while, you smiled at Beel and went back to your room. Beel staid in the kitchen, not eating but thinking. He was worried about you; Lucifer mentioned the other day a little off of hand that you seemed weaker.

Beel didn't pay much attention to it, until now. His mind went from Lilith to you, how that affected him, and suddenly, the answer was clear. Beel slumped in himself and tried hard not to wake anyone up on the way to his room. Ever since that day, he asked you to work out with him, even for just a little bit, and the intense cuddling sessions were now even more intense.

The truth was he was scared of losing you too. Only Belphie knew that, and he planned to keep it like that. And if the nightmares ever shifted from Lilith to you well... at least he had you to hold his hand... for now.

It was 3 am... and if Belphegor knew you were awake at this unholy hour he might kill Leviathan and never let you sleep alone in your room again. But here you were, Levi had told you he would be binging one of his favorite animes all night, and you just had to watch it with him. So there you were, 3 am and both, you and Levi, watching anime.

Levi was all excited about the story, the characters, and the plot but you... not so much. So, you ended up falling asleep. Once Levi noticed, he muttered something about how your normie blood had taken the better of you, before falling silent as he kept watching the anime. There, right in the middle of the screen, the protagonist best friend had been killed. Blood was everywhere and the episode ended. Levi's eyes fell on you.

You were Levi's only friend, and the thought of losing a friend made him break a bit. He’s been noticing how you have changed in the passing of time, but he never actually stopped to think of the implications of that. Humans die, very, very easily. He wasn't certain on how much longer you would be around to spend time with him, do cosplays, and talk about anime or manga. He was going to be as lonely as the Lord of the Shadows was before Henry became their friend.

Leave his room? He never did such thing. At least not for a few days after that realization hit him... but then he realized that he was wasting SO MUCH TIME. So, after that, wherever you were, Levi was. He started to talk more about your own interests and stuff. It was nice, he learned new stuff about you, and while the thought of losing you always lingered in the back of his head, he wanted to be close to you no matter what.

Now Levi spent less than 4 hours in his room during the day, it was a miracle really... that was something absolutely no one has ever done before. And honestly, you were not going to question it.

Finally, Mammon, THE Great Mammon noticed. You two were walking in town after one of his photoshoots. He was going on and on about how amazing he was while you trailed behind him... really behind him. Once he noticed, he slowed his pace to match yours. You started talking about something else entirely when suddenly your D.D.D rang. While you answered he checked the hour, and upon looking at his background, he felt a part of himself die.

As his background, he had set a picture of you and him. Not taken too long ago, just a few years... or so he thought. You looked so different. Your hair was now entirely white, matching his; he noticed the wrinkles around your face and the glasses that you now had to use all the time. Mammon fell silent. You informed him that Lucifer had called and wanted you two home now. He just nodded and didn’t say a word for the rest of the walk. You found it weird because... well, because it's Mammon, but you didn't mention it.

That night, Mammon didn't go to your room. He stayed in his, thinking about everything. Thinking how he didn’t notice that you were growing old. He was always with you, ALWAYS. It was impossible for HIM to not notice. Yet here he was, wondering how time slipped between his fingers, and now who knows how much time you would spend together. Mammon cried... all night, no one knew because he made sure it was a silent cry... but the idea of losing someone he cared about so much. IT hurt when Lucifer confiscated Goldie, and he knew losing you would feel the same... who was he kidding? It was going to be worse, so much worse. And so, he cried, but only for that night, the next day he was his usual self just... now he was aware. Suddenly he was being super kind to you and buying you stuff.

It weirded you out but it was fine, you let him have it... you knew what it was about. You started at him with a smile on your lips, ruffled his hair and made snarky comment about him already being broke and to stop spending in you.

If Mammon never left your side before just imagine now. And he was not the only one. You were constantly followed around by a group of demons that wanted to spend time with you. You knew why, but you never mention it... why would you?

Mammon and the others had never talked about it, they refused to do so but whenever you didn't look, they looked at each other, and with sad expression, they made sure to take in the moment, to save it in their hearts.

It was night. You and the seven brothers have been having a horror night but you were tired already. Your entire body ached. And halfway through the movie you fell asleep.

You woke up by a hand shaking you, once you opened your eyes you saw Lucifer. You smiled at him, sat up, and, to everyone surprise, hugged him. Blame it on your half-asleep state, but you dared to hug him, and even give him a kiss on the cheek. Then proceed to hug and kiss every other brother.

No one knew what had gotten into you, but once you kissed Belphegor and were about to say good night, Beel and Asmo pulled you into another hug, and before you realized, you were in a cuddle mountain with ALL the brothers. Lucifer may have taken a little convincing but at the end, he joined you all. After an intense two hours of cuddling, you went to your room. As you laid down in the bed with a smile plastered on your lips, you felt... at peace. With how your life had been up to this point, with how much you loved those seven idiots. Yeah, you really loved them.

During breakfast the next day, none of the brother ate. Not even Beelzeebub, they all waited patiently for you, they wanted to wait for you, even though... all of them knew you were not going to come down the stairs.

That's how it was, humans are born and humans die in less time than any other creature. It was the sad reality of their world, and as the brothers waited for a human that was never going to come down the stairs, all they could think about was you. It was sad, but it was true. And even if they were never going to see you, again... they really were grateful for everything.

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Hello sweeties, this is actually the first fan fic I've ever made. I could not get this idea out of my head so I just had to write it. Hope y'all enjoy it!

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[Song-fic] "Just the Girl" (Haizaki x Reader)

This was another wattpad request for Haizaki. Like I mentioned HERE, Haizaki is one of the characters I’m not so confident in writing. If you have any advice for writing him better, please let me know!

Key:

(F/n): First Name (L/N): Last Name Italic: Flashback Italic: Thoughts Bold/Italic: song lyrics, and lyrics used in the story (i.e. letter, a character saying the lyrics, etc); Will have "♪♬" to indicate its part of the song lyrics. ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ - Flashback

He didn't know why he was here. He shouldn't be here; yet here he was. Haizaki Shogo, the toughest, "bad boy" of Teiko middle school was sitting beside the bed in the nurse's office. He didn't even like you, yet here he was.

Why did you do this you idiot? he thought, looking at your sleeping face which was covered in bruises and gashes. One of your pranks ended horribly wrong and the victims decided to take it out on you. He thought he would be out of the woods with dealing with people since school was out, but I guess Lady Luck wasn't on his side.

....Hey, at least he didn't run into Nijimura.

More importantly, why did I even bring you here?

He couldn't help but ponder as to what was going on in this situation.

"Fuck, here comes the flashback...."

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"What the hell did you say?" you growled, as you held a second year up against a locker. "Say what you said, again."

♪♬She's cold and she's cruel But she knows what she's doin'♪♬

"(L/N)," you heard a voice say from behind you.

TUrning around you saw no one other than Haizaki, standing there.

"Hey," you replied, your grip getting tighter on the boy's shirt, as a faint blush appeared on your face. The look faded as one of annoyance took over.

♪♬She pushed me in the pool At our last school reunion ♪♬

"What are you doing?" he asked, looking at her with a confused look.

"None of your business," she growled, as she let the poor guy go. "What do you want?"

He shrugged. "I just saw you about to beat up someone. You know girls, shouldn't fight like that," he said leaning against the wall.

"Says you," she laughed, shoving him out of the way.

♪♬She laughs at my dreams But I dream about her laughter

"But I suggest high-tailing your ass out of here before the teachers come."

"Since when did you care about getting into trouble?!" she asked.

"I'm heading to the arcade; wanna ditch practice?"

"Last one there has to buy the tokens," she chuckled, dashing out of the school.

"OI!"

♪♬Strange as it seems She's the one I'm after♪♬

~~~~~Time Skip~~~~

♪♬'Cause she's bittersweet She knocks me off of my feet And I can't help myself I don't want anyone else♪♬

He wasn't an idiot. Despite his personality, he was most definitely not an idiot. He could tell how you felt about him. You liked him-no, maybe loved him even. He couldn't help but mentally gag at that thought. There was nothing about you that interested him in that way.

♪♬She's a mystery She's too much for me But I keep comin' back for more She's just the girl I'm lookin' for♪♬

You weren't a mysterious woman afterall. Hell, you weren't even an erotic one, which is the type of women he prefers. There were so many things about you that he couldn't help but list them in his mind. For starters, you couldn't keep a secret for more than an hour and you ran on 100 proof attitude power.

The last one wasn't technically a bad thing, but there were times where your attitude did get in the way of some of his plans. The most evident one being pranks. You were pretty much a female version of him and lets face it, no one wants to date an exact replica of themselves. So he was going to nip this crush thing in the butt.

The day came to an end and the two of you walked towards your house; he may be a dick, but even he knew that if you walked home alone something could happen.

"Did you have fun. Haizaki?" you asked, looking at the taller male with excitement in your eyes.

A simple "mhmm" escaped from his lips, as he kept his gaze forward.

After a few minutes you were finally in front of your house - you didn't exactly live that far from the arcade, so it wasn't a hassle to get back.

"Anyway, thanks for walking me home, Haizaki," you said as you stepped a bit closer to him. Mentally, you were thinking that he would hold your hand-since you guys had a great time (even if you did lose some games.)

"What are doing, idiot?!" he exclaimed, as he noticed you leaning closer towards him"...I just wanted to hold your hand-"

"Just stop." he said, looking at you. "Stop all this shit."

"H-haizaki," you whispered, as you took a step back. "What has gotten into you?"

"I know you like me, (L/N)," he said and he couldn't help but notice your face turn a light shade of pink. "But I don't like you. I never will. You're not even attractive!"

Your heart sank. You really did like him; sure you were hard-headed and you liked to backtalk people but you were still human; you have feelings.

There was silence between you two. The once angry look in his eyes vanished as he saw your eyes widened. He then realized what he had just said.

"Fuck you, Haizaki," you exclaimed breaking the silence, as you walked into your house. "I hate you!"

"Oi, (L/N)!" he exclaimed.

♪♬And the more she ignores me The more I adore her What can I do? I'd do anything for her♪♬

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"Oh yea. I said that. Damn I hate flashbacks," he muttered as he got up from the chair that was next to your bed. Walking towards the door, he stopped and looked back over his shoulder briefly before exiting the room.

It was the next day as the silver haired male walked into his classroom. The moment he did, he saw you sitting at your desk, most likely doing homework. He noticed that you had a black eye, but slightly smiled as he saw the cuts healing.

He knew you were most likely still mad at him for what he said two nights ago, but he still decided to check to see if that was the case. You were a different person around him; while your tough girl demeanor didn't vanish, you still opened up a bit to him.

Did he feel bad for what he said? Yea, he will admit that he did feel bad.

He decided to send you a text and he waited until you received it. He saw you look at your phone briefly before turning it off and putting it in your bag.

....Okay, maybe you were still mad.

♪♬And when she sees it's me On her caller ID She won't pick up the phone She'd rather be alone♪♬

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As the school day went on, he continued to send you text messages, and like always you were ignoring them. This of course pissed him off.

♪♬But I can't give up just yet Cause every word she's ever said Is still ringin' in my head Still ringin' in my head ♪♬

However, what really pissed him off, were the words you said to him.

"I hate you!"

"Did you have fun?"

"Let's ditch."

"Fuck you!"

♪♬She's cold and she's cruel But she knows what she's doin'♪♬

This angered him even more. Why am I such an idiot? The thought then came to him.

...Do I really like her?

He recalled some of their so called "adventures" together. Pulling pranks on other students-especially that blond idiot Kise Ryouta-, ditching classes, annoying the hell out of Nijimura.

He couldn't recall a time where he had that much fun with someone, especially with a girl. The answer was now clear to him.

He liked you.

He couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face. "I guess you do know just what to say, so my whole day is ruined."

~~Time Skip to End of Day~~

It was one of those rare days where he actually decided to show up to practice, only to be met with a surprise as he opened the gym doors.

He was seeing you kicking the blond idiot.

"You're a fucking idiot!"

"WAAH! (L/N)-CHII! I DIDN"T MEAN TO!" he exclaimed, "AOMINE-CHII -"

"You almost made me shoot one of my club members," you growled, stomping on his back.

♪♬Cause she's bittersweet She knocks me off of my feet♪♬

"(L/N), leave him alone," a voice said, causing the female to stop harassing the male.

"Akashi-chii! Nijimura-chii!" he exclaimed, scrambling over towards the captain and vice captain.

"Control your idiot, Nijimura," you said. "He almost injured one of my teammates."

Haizaki could feel his heart pounding. Damn it. I want her.

"What did he do?"

“This dumbass threw the basketball out the door and it hit the head of one of my teammates, causing her to shoot her arrow and almost nailing another teammate in the head.”

“It’s not my fault Aomine-chii didn’t catch it!” 

Before you were about to reply to Kise’s comment, he decided to walk in. "Yo."

"Oi, Haizaki decided to show up," Nijimura said, turning his attention away from the crying blond and switching it to him.

You on the other hand stiffened the moment you both made eye contact. Immedietly, you grabbed your bow and headed out of the gym. "Nijimura-senpai. Please control your monkeys." And with that statement, you vanished.

"(L/N)!" he shouted, running out of the gym, completely ignoring the screaming captain.

You just kept on walking faster.The moment he caught up to you, he grabbed your arm and spun you around. "What the fuck do you want?!"

♪♬She's a mystery She's too much for me♪♬

He was silent, only being able to look into your eyes. His throat tightened, as he tried to find the words he wanted to say.

"Let go Haiz-" Your sentence was cut off as his lips were placed on yours.

♪♬But I keep comin' back for more♪♬

"Stop!" you exclaimed, as you pushed him back. "What the hell has gotten into you?!"

"Look, I'm sorry for what I said," he started as he backed you into the wall, his hands on either side of your face. "I realize that my kind of women are erotic ones, but I now realize that they're not."

"Then what is your type?" you spat at him. "And let go, I have to get back to my club."

♪♬Oh, I keep comin' back for more She's just the girl I'm lookin' for♪♬

"Someone who likes to pull pranks. Someone who picks fights. Someone who is a lot like me." He paused as he brought his face close to yours again. Before he closed the gap between you, he muttered seven words.

"You're just the girl I'm lookin' for."

Waaaa. Why is Haizaki a pain in the ass to write for? -_-

I’m alive guys! Don’t worry!!! I have other requests in the making! (Thank God I have today and the next three days off!!

Until Next Time!