#who doesn't blink to summon or kill demons

[everyryuujisuguro]

[yan-randomfandom]

hi!!! omg i just discovered your blog and i’m in LOVE! could i request yandere stanford pines (platonic or romantic or some other type is up to you) with a reader who is a reincarnated euclidean/flatworlder/dream demon? (i don’t know if you’re familiar with same coin theory, but that’s my inspiration!) preferably with no/limited memories of their past life? i imagine ford would be pretty suspicious at first because of his experiences with bill, maybe even try to kill them… but who knows if those feelings will change… that, or maybe he would get obsessed with them as a replacement muse… lots of possibilities! feel free to change/add anything to the concept, or if it doesn’t interest you, i’d appreciate any yandere ford in general! thank you!!!

Yandere!Stanford Pines x Godling!Reader

this took me a while, but i finally got around to writing it! thank you for your kind words, anon! this one contains continuous stories— because this is so long, feel free to point out any mistakes

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You have been summoned.

Even from your deep slumber, the presence of other ghastly beings roaming around the dimension was painfully obvious to you. How curious; they don't seem to belong here.

"You. You grant wishes right? No deals?"

The one who summoned you flinched when you made eye contact. With their chin lifted, they tried to seem intimidating, yet the tremble of their lips and the quaking of their legs gave them away.

"Indeed, but," you replied, smiling to the best of your ability. You hovered around them, critically observing their physical body, and, by extension, their soul.

They are nothing short of terrified. But intriguingly, their fear does not mainly stem from your presence.

"Pray tell," you mused, twirling their hair with your fingers, "what happened here, dear human? I've been asleep for some time, so I request a small favor: answer my question."

Because if you had to be honest, you have no fucking idea what's happening right now. The longer you stay awake, the more you realize that you have no memory of your past.

"Bill Cipher happened. This is the Weirdmaggedon," they answered, their body shaking more intensely. You paused. "I don't know what he wants. Please, all I ask is for you to transfer me and my family somewhere safe. The ones I care about have turned to stone. We just want to be happy. Please."

A giggle escaped you. "A noble wish. Very well, I shall send you and your family to the nearest safe place."

You placed your hand on the top of their head, and they vanished out of thin air.

Humming a tune, you made your way out of the cave where you had been trapped and finally saw the world outside.

...

Swirling colors and chaotic phenomena surrounded you. What a monstrosity. Someone else has taken over this area—Bill Cipher, was it?

Turning your head, you saw an enormous bubble wrapped in chains. A grin-like expression stretched across your face.

So that’s where you sent your summoner.

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Weirdmaggedon is officially over.

Stanford knew that. Bill is gone. His brother is slowly but surely regaining his memories back. Everything is going to be... normal again.

As normal as it can be anyway. A sigh left Ford when he rolled over to his side, staring at practically nothing. The room is pitch black.

He closed his eyes.

...

It's bright. With a gasp, his eyes snapped open.

A familiar field. The gentle breeze doesn't calm him down in the slightest. He's back here. Again. Why? Did Bill somehow escape? Is he out for revenge? That stupid dream demon—!!

"Gree—"

Ford shouted, immediately swinging his fist at you. You dodged swiftly in time.

"—tings! Woah!" you huffed, taking extra care to ensure he didn’t land a finger on you. "Is this how you usually greet a higher being, Stanford Pines?"

The human’s heart raced uncontrollably. This can’t be happening. "Bill, what twisted form have you taken now? Didn’t we destroy you already?!"

You blinked, then laughed. "I'm not Bill, silly! He's long gone, I'm pretty sure. How should I know?"

Not Bill? What kind of nonsense are you spewing out? Stanford's expression darkened. This might be a dream, but he really didn’t want to deal with you—especially not after everything that had just happened.

His demeanor didn't go unnoticed.

"...Oh. I'm sorry," you muttered, getting close enough to meet his eyes. They widened at your words. "I didn't mean to laugh at your misery. I've just been so confused lately."

"What?" was all Ford could manage to say.

"I heard all about you," you said carefully, making gestures with your hands. "Human with six fingers. The man who freed Bill Cipher. Who has traveled across dimensions."

"Who told you...?"

You smiled. "I asked many—don't worry about that part. I was wondering if you could tell me anything about myself. You seem to know a lot, Pines."

Ford woke up.

...

Was that just a dream? Were you even real?

Bill is long gone, dead. Isn't he? He won't find the answers to his questions until he falls asleep again.

🌓

Ford doesn't do anything about you until he's sure of himself. You were definitely just a figment of his imagination, right? A dream.

That’s exactly why he couldn’t believe it when you showed up again. A stupid, curious expression on your face.

And this time, Ford took it upon himself to try and kill you.

"Urk! Don’t do this! I understand you're traumatized, but I really am just trying to find my home!" you stammered, flying and dodging every attack he threw your way.

This is weird. You’re saying things Bill would never say. Is he really trying the opposite approach just to manipulate Ford again?

A massive blast from a cannon struck you.

To both of your surprise, the attack did absolutely nothing to damage you.

"I'm alive!" you exclaimed with glee, up in the air, comically rotating from the impact. "Done yet, Pines? I simply want to talk, you know!"

... Of course. Both of you are untouchable in the dreamscape. While you can imagine anything within both the mind and the dream, a being like Bill isn't stupid enough to enter with his actual body. Guess it worked the same way for you, too. It was still worth a shot.

Ford woke up.

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"Finally ready?"

You tittered at him up from above. Ford narrowed his eyes at you.

"What do you want?" he deadpanned. "You're not here to make a deal, are you?"

"Deals are not my forte," you said, showing him a negative gesture. "I do wishes. But if I have to admit, I wouldn't wish something from me either."

"So you trick people," he replied, gritting his teeth. "Why do you feel the need to do that? What benefits do you gain?"

You glanced at the side before looking back at him, shrugging. "I don't remember."

"Is that so? How many wishes?"

"One."

His eyebrows furrowed. "Bill—"

"I am not Bill," for the first time since you've met him, your voice finally sounded firm. "As far as we both know, he is gone."

"... What is your name, then?"

"... I don't remember."

🌕

A frustrated huff left Ford as he rubbed between his eyebrows. You giggled, pushing your hand through his hair. It's soft.

"You're not being helpful at all," he said.

"Apologies," you replied, looking sheepish. "It's hard to answer your questions if I know nothing."

"There must be something you know," the man insisted, stepping away from your touch. He doesn't like how gentle it was.

You hummed, crossing your arms as you floated away. "Do you know how Bill looks like? Am I of similar physique, perhaps?"

Ford paused as his eyes glanced up and down at your form. You can't help but feel uneasy under his tenseful gaze.

"You don't know what Bill looks like?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.

This man sure is suspicious of you. Not that you blame him. "No. I believe I never met him."

"You believe?" he scoffed. "I hope you know it's hard to trust you."

"Well," you drawled, "would it convince you if I said you can wish for my memory to come back?"

His eyes widened.

You chuckled. Maybe this was too shocking for him. Take it slow, you thought.

"Before anything else, though, how about we enjoy a nice cup of dream tea?"

🌔

You stared at the chess board in between you and Ford, confusion filling your face. "Wait, how does the knight move again?"

"Think of this shape," Ford explained, forming a black marker with his thoughts and drawing the letter 'L' in mid-air. "The knight moves to the end of this point. Just try to visualize it on the board."

"Oh, I think I understand," you muttered, choosing to move your knight in the corner of the board.

Ford grinned. He placed his queen right next to your king. "Checkmate."

"What?!" you gasped, your eyes rambling around the whole chest board. "I mistook my king for the queen! I say rematch!"

A hearty laugh escaped Ford's lips. If this was in the physical world, he's sure that his cheeks would start hurting from smiling so much.

He still wasn’t sure if you were dangerous or not. Really, of all people, Ford should know better than to mess with otherworldly beings.

But maybe this time, you're different. Because, as far as he knows, you're powerless.

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"Pines," you said as Ford roamed his hands across your body. He said this was his way of observing how different you were from Bill. "Aren’t you going to use your wish to help me regain my memory? Or do you want to use it for something else?"

He rubbed his thumb over the side of your body shape. Interesting. You're just as two-dimensional as Bill is. "I only have one chance of using my wish, don't I?"

"Indeed," you murmured, shifting slightly under his touch. "I won't stop you if you use it for yourself, but I'll have to find someone else who might use the wish for me."

Ford halted all his movements.

"What?"

You drifted away from his fingers. He stared at you, wide-eyed.

"I said I'll find another to grant my wish for me," you explained. "Anyway, how was your assessment? Am I anything like Bill?"

Ford continued to stare at you, looking as if he were lost in thought.

...

"Pines?"

"Sorry," he coughed, "but, yes, you're quite similar to Bill."

You beamed, floating over to him and ruffling his hair. "Another step closer to figuring out who I am! Thank you, Pines!"

Ford woke up.

He stared at the dark ceiling. The sun has barely risen.

You had no memories. If he helped you get them back, would you be indebted to him? Or would you turn out like Bill, who wanted to rule the world?

Ford can't let you meet up with another human.

There's only one way out of this.

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"You're ready to use your wish?" you gasped, placing your hands on his shoulders. "That's excellent news—!"

"Question. Do you have limits in your wishes?" Ford asked deliberately, careful with his every word.

You hesitated before replying. "I suppose not."

His large hands held yours over his shoulders. You glanced at his six fingers before meeting his gaze again.

"Then I wish to be your master."

You felt your soul fall to the deepest depths of the dreamscape.

"You'll do anything I ask for. Be under my will. There is no turning back, dream demon."

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[staticymaticyyourlifeisatravesty]

Guilliman's Soup

"Look, I'm not going to harm any of you, not unless it involves stuffing Guilliman in a room without his....." Fulgrim trails off, the demon prince's lower half coiling in discomfort as he stares at the abomination that bubbled within the pot. It smelled distinctly of both Mjød and cigarettes, appearing as something that Fulgrim was uncertain if even a Nurgling would eat. He certainly wouldn't. Actually he doesn't think any Slaaneshi demon is depraved enough to even attempt to make such a thing. He shakes his head. "Will I be allowed to help?" Calgar, who was certainly not at all expecting to see the demon prince of excess himself at the entrance to the Imperial palace, couldn't decide if this was a good thing or a bad thing. On one hand it meant that his primarch wasn't affected by any chaos god, if even Slaanesh was getting involved; on the other, did he really want to accept the help of a demon prince? Especially one that is well.... Calgar sighs deeply, "Fine, you might actually be a good deterrent to Dante anyway. He's been a pain in the ass" "Who is-" Fulgrim doesn't get to finish his sentence as a very old marine of what appears to be of the blood angel's chapter is shooed away by a serf with a broom, wacking the marine's shins with it as he hisses like an angry goose. Fulgrim has his answer on who Dante is but is now even further confused, "I thought Blood Angels were supposed to be noble?" "I'm hoping the soup will kill me" Dante helpfully responds which has the demon prince blinking in utter shock, because what the fuck happened to Sanguinius' sons!? Another Ultramarine, this one apparently named Cato is crawling on his hands and knees out of the room where Dante came from, coughing and generally being a rather sad sight with the stench of both vomit and the abominable liquid upon his breath. Slaanesh, who just briefly decided to turn her head towards whatever the fuck her demon prince was doing, vomits and mutters 'I can't believe none of this was Nurgle's idea; he actually wants the fucking recipe!'. Needless to say, Fulgrim doesn't really want to know what's exactly in that pot. Instead he dryly says "I'm amazed this hasn't summoned anything other then myself..." Calgor sighs "No, it has, there's the Sanguinor, and it's currently being kept back by some Sister of Silence out of fear that it's going to beat Dante to death with a sandle. Personally I'm not fond of trying to explain to the blood angels that we didn't kill their chapter master; it was the soul of Sanguinius, himself, that ended his life. I can't see that going too well...And Cato, please stop eating father's soup." "But-" "No buts or I'm throwing you into the same room as the Sanguinor" That stopped any more protests out of Cato who shuddered at the very idea of confronting the very angry warp spirit that was half of mind to possess someone.

The sound of what Fulgrim could still recognize after all these years as a very angry Leman Russ can be heard in the distance yelling "WHAT DID YOU FUCKING DO WITH MY FUCKING MJOD, ROBOUTE!?" This was going to be a long and terrible process, Fulgrim just knows it. ____ This short story was inspired by a convo between myself and @moociaoafterdark on this post.

[detective-inspector-her]

Demon Valkyrie AU

-Desmond and Melissa have been struggling to have kids, and it makes Gordon upset to see them so upset, so he turns to magic to see if there's any way to help them. -He searches for a way to help for years until he finds a book in China's library. He essentially tries to summon a magical creature who might be able to help with his search, and he was hoping for the best because he didn't know what the books said, and he couldn't exactly ask for help because then he'd be told to let it go. -Instead of a potentially dangerous beast, he gets a feral seven-year-old with horns and a tail biting his arm and speaking in a language he doesn't understand. -He teaches this small child English while trying to figure out how to get her home. She eats all his food, bites him all the time and screams in his ears when he comes too close. He calls her Stephanie because she responds to it more than other names [he called her dog names before so fair enough] -She adapts to the human world within weeks, and one day, Gordon wakes up to find her horns and tail gone and her appearance emulating a photo of Desmond. He blinks and asks what she's doing, and she points to the speech he would give to whoever came through the portal. -Gordon figures that she's better than nothing and sits her down to set out ground rules. She's not allowed to bite Desmond or Melissa, she can't tell them who or what she is and her job is to protect them from harm or heartbreak. -Valkyrie proceeds to do this religiously for five years until Gordon dies. She's still an oddball and doesn't understand human mannerisms very well because Desmond and Melissa didn't realise they had to teach her things like that. -Skulduggery thinks she's normal until the night she's attacked, and she lets her true form out. He then views her as a threat because demons are unpredictable, and Valkyrie just killed a man quicker than a vampire would be able to. -Skulduggery keeps a close eye on her, China is fascinated, Ghastly treats her normally, and no one else knows because she mimics Skulduggery's magic, figuring that seeing as her contract never said she couldn't follow a skeleton into danger, it stood to reason that she was allowed to.

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

Hello, I hope your having a great day! If you can I was wondering if you can write about Lucien turning into a child for a day, and angel is gushing over him and trying to figure out what happened at the same time?

thank you! :3

Oh my big baby!

You must be wondering, Lucien....how the hell did you get turned into a kid? Well as most humans put it I 'Fucked around and found out.' Or that's what Angel said as they gushed over my child form....

"So, you got summoned by a witch and told her you wouldn't kill someone for her....Causing you to get cursed with only having a kid form?" Asking if they got it right, Angel looked Lucien over. He was currently on their lap, being pampered like a king and the, now small, demon nodded.

"That would be correct dove. I don't know why she was mad. Just summon someone else, I did promise you I wouldn't kill anyone." Huffing out, Lucien's child cheeks puffed and Angel cooed at him. Kissing the chubby cheeks and rocking him back and forth, causing the demon to grumble a bit.

Since turned into this form he got more love, but he also wasn't fully taken seriously. The red skinned demon wants this curse gone, because he's not even allowed to kiss Angel's lips anymore!

"I still can't think of why I can't kiss you...just one?" Pleading, Lucien gave big puppy eyes. Angel gave a blank face and kissed his forehead, right between his now frowned brows.

"Because, your a kid now. That's just wrong, I'd actually throw up." Explaining Angel then placed their...boyfriend? They don't know what to call him right now. On the couch to go get food for him since his stomach growled.

"Awwweee! Angeell this isn't faaaiirr! I demand a kiss!!" Shouting slightly, Lucien raised his arms and was about to hip off the couch. But two hands held him and placed him back down, like he weighed nothing.

Well, right now he weighed less than what he usually did. It still caught him off guard since he's use to not being pushed easily or held for a long time. Angel smiled at him as they reset him on the couch and patted his head.

"Don't be grumpy I'm going to get you food. Maybe the curse wears off? No way a witch curses a demon forever..." Mumbling the last part Angel walked in to the kitchen. On the couch Lucien tried scouring through his mind for what spell that witch used.

Being around for eons Lucien should have found which it was. But every spell has a different tweak to make it whoever casted it their's. So even if he did find what spell it was, he needed to know the variety it was. Grumbling again, Lucien crossed his arms and looked at he TV.

"Stupid witch....I should ask my siblings- WAIT! DUH?" Realizing he could just call up one of his siblings. The demon got off the couch and went to the bedroom, running fast.

Angel in the kitchen peaked down the hallway and quirked a brow. Wonder what he figured out? Drying their hands and grabbing the sandwich and chips they went to the bedroom. Opening the door they gasped seeing Lucien summoning something.

"Lucien! Is that black paint on my fucking floor?!?! THAT DOESN'T COME OUT?!?!" Frustrated Angel yelled at their boyfriend. Who looked at them and gave a guilty smile, but before trying to explain the summoning circle lot up.

"WHO DARES CALL- Oh by fucking dad...Lulu?" A siluete of a woman was shown. A tall maroon demon stepped forward with a confused look. Then turning blinking at the mortal that was giving her younger brother an angry look.

"Hey, Pandora...So, uh, remember in 1692 I helped you hide one of the moral women you liked? From those trials? Yeah I need to cash in that favor." Explaining quickly the small demon turned to his lover. Giving them a 'I'm sorry' look and was about to speak again but Angel beat him to it.

"That paint better come out. But, hi....um I'm (Y/N) you can call me Angel though." Greeting the woman who towered over them. The maroon colored woman was 6'3" a bit shorter than Lucien at his normal height. Her sharp eyes looked over Angel's person and even soul.

"Oh...That's where you've been? Good to know." Giggling out, Pandora then looked over Lucien. Snorting again then touched his head messing with his hair. "The spell wears off in a few hours. So I'll take it you dont want to cash in that favor. I'll leave now."

Lucien then smacked his head, of course Pandora could see when the spell ended. That lover she had taught the she demon how to figure it out. Waving at his older sister, Pandora smiled and then looked at Angel.

"I approve of you." Stating, Pandora then cackle as the fire covered her again. Teleporting her back to hell, where she was going to gossip about her brothers mortal lover. Took him a while to get with one, but they all end up like that.

Turning to Lucien, Angel glared at him. The red skinned demon then started summoning cleaning products.

"That floor better look better then when I first got here." Scowling at the small demon. Getting a nod, Angel sighed rubbing their head as they think of Lucien's sister. She approved of them so quickly? Wonder why....

[wolfoftheblackflames]

And here's what you've all been waiting for. The FINALE! Thanks so much for reading my fun little fanfic, my sweet misfits! Enjoy the tasty desert! (It's been fun writing this ^^)

Dancing with the Devil: Pt. 5

It was a few moments before Charlie whistled loudly summoning Razzle and Dazzle. “Baaaap?!” Both looked shocked but then looked over at the jerk who hurt their mistress. “Baaaaap….” Both growled lowly and followed Seviathan.

Charlie panted softly but then turned to look at Vaggie. “I'm really sorry you had to see me like this…” Her eyes lowered to the ground, unable to face her date.

Vaggie was in shock, sure, but her heart was pounding upon seeing that beautiful demon form. “Cariño…” (Sweetheart). Her hand gently came to Charlie's cheek, her thumb gently brushing away a tear that had threatened to fall. “Don't be sorry. It's actually very sweet that you'd be getting angry over someone like me.” Vaggie stated softly, her hand being lightly grasped by those long black claws.

“What do you mean?” Charlie asked, nuzzling Vaggie's palm.

“Well before I met you, all I had was some co-workers in the military that weren't exactly the nicest. I also did things alongside those jerks that I'm not proud of…” Vaggie started but took a soft breath to calm herself. “I had killed people Charlie, and I hate myself for it, and in some sick way sometimes it felt good to be acknowledged for those kills. I got praised for how flashy they were too…”

Charlie's eyes widen but then soften hearing the regret in her voice. She gently pulled Vaggie close and nuzzled into her hair, her body vibrating because of the soft purring it was doing. “I can see why you don't talk about your life before Hell… But if you're implying that you, the cutest, the most beautiful, and the coolest badass woman I've ever met, doesn't deserve to be loved or respected? Then I'm sorry, but I really want to whack you for ever thinking that.”

Vaggie leaned into the hug and nodded. “There you go again…”

“What it's true.” Charlie stated with a matter of fact tone.

The two jolted slightly, hearing Seviathan scream. “I was promised a dance at this fancy ball. Shall we?” Vaggie stepped back but had a smirk on her face.

Charlie blinked “Just let me put away these first…” She motioned to the horns and tail but stared as Vaggie took her hands into her own.

“You look gorgeous with them out babe. And I do mean it.” The angel smiled lightly, lifting those hands up and twirling only to briefly rest against Charlie's chest with those hands around her shoulders.

The way she moved, Charlie swore Vaggie was either a natural, or very talented in the dance department. The way that ivory gaze looked back up into soft white, it felt like time had stopped. “Thanks…”

The two glided across the stone walkway of the garden, each easily moving with one another to the ballroom music that echoed inside the bustling building. Charlie felt like she was walking on air right now as she was guided by Vaggie with each step. The way Hell's natural light lit up her frame, Charlie swore that in this moment Vaggie was truly the most beautiful being in Hell.

The slow dance tempo echoed as the two swayed close at its rhythm. “So did that asshole really…” Vaggie asked as Charlie scoffs. “Nope, I never once let him do that with me. Seriously the jerk thought if he pressured me enough I'd do it.”

“Good, it makes me a little relieved, babe.” Vaggie muttered, then looked up at Charlie, who looked down at her. The light of Hell made the princess looked so regal and elegant right now, and Vaggie listening to her heart for once pulled down on that chain lightly and kissed Charlie.

It was sudden and brief but it left the princess stunned. Her tail had shot up as now a cute dopey love struck look graced that face. “Whoa…” Charlie muttered but shook her head to get out of the daze quick. “Will you be my girlfriend?!” She blurted out causing Vaggie to laugh.

“I wouldn't have kissed you if I didn't want to be princesa.” The angel teased but yelped when Charlie just quickly lifted her up and spun her around.

“Let's ditch this joint and go on a real date while the night is young.” The demoness grinned as Vaggie laughed at the theatrics Charlie was doing. Right down to the princess bridal carrying the angel out of there when Razzle and Dazzle zipped past clearly looking pleased. “Woooooo hoooo! Best night ever!”

“Charlie babe slow down!” Vaggie laughed as the two hurried out of that place.

Once in the limo, the goofs could relax, but this time, Charlie smirked and gave Vaggie a kiss on the cheek. “Can you do that again? Please?” She asked, giving puppy dog eyes. Vaggie just rolled her eye and gave her girlfriend all the kisses the princess could ever ask for.

(And done! Thanks again for reading my fic guys. I hope you enjoyed it. See you all next time when a new fic drops, until then enjoy the cuteness my lovable misfits!)

[pocketramblr]

AU where kid AFO tries to summon a powerful demon to kill his parents but he ends up summoning a young and still learning the ropes demon his age named Yoichi.

Lol so the reverse of this one fun

Hajime watched the summoning circle. The imp was shifting, melting into a bright human form. It's light and smoke faded, and suddenly a boy with an impossibly bright green eye was staring at him.

The demon's form was far from intimidating. Hajime wondered if it was to lure foolish summoners into underestimating it, trick them into breaking the circle.

"Why did you summon me?" The demon asked. His voice felt familiar. Eerie, a good touch.

"I want to make a deal."

The demon blinked. "What?"

"A pact, oath? I give you something, you do something for me."

"What am I supposed to do for you?" The demon sounded confused.

"Well, to start with, I want my parents dead."

The demon's mouth dropped open. "You- what?"

"Oh, you can collect both of their souls, if you want them."

The demon stared.

Hajime waved his hand to catch his attention. "Do you take souls?" He'd read about that in the Demon Lord versus Captain Hero comics- some special issue where the hero had almost been sacrificed.

"I mean, I guess, technically, we do?" The demon said it like it was a question. "Do you... know what I am?"

"A demon, I hope. Why, are there different types? Do I need to summon a soul eating one?"

"No, you don't need to do that. But, you know, demons punish sinners. You know that, right?"

"Oh, I don't care how you punish them. As long as they're gone."

The demon went from looking confused to something Hajime hated- pity. "Do they hurt you?"

Hajime shrugged. "Sometimes. What's that matter? Does it factor into how you kill them?"

"I'm not going to kill them! I'm going to help you." The demon shook his head, white hair flicking back and forth. "Look- I'm just interning in Hell this semester, but if I tell my supervisor I'm sure-"

"You're an intern?" Hajime had to ask, then quickly, "Hell has interns?"

"Um, yes?"

"Are they unpaid internships?" That would at least make a little more sense.

"I mean, I guess, we don't really have a currency system like humans do. We pick jobs we like and are good at, after studying and finding who we work best with, and are sustained in a way similar to a plant in sunlight. I'm interning in Hell because you're supposed to try everything, but really I'm more excited to try some of the Angel corps next decade, being a guardian sounds really cool and- are you still listening?"

Hajime was not, as he was considering that an intern was probably a pathetically weak demon who could not give him what he wanted, no matter how many souls he offered.

"Could I summon a more powerful demon to kill my parents?" He asked instead.

The demon's face fell.

"No." He said, very slowly. "You haven't lived long enough- humans get more powerful over their lives. You could probably summon someone at the level of my manager when you're, oh, fifty? But! I can absolutely tell them about your parents now, we can get someone to help you."

"How long would it take for me to be able to summon, like, a demon lord?"

"A... lord?" The demon repeated.

Oh right, he was an intern. So they probably called them... "A demon CEO?"

"Oh. Well, I guess the demon equivalent would be... It'd take you about 500 years."

"So I need to survive for five centuries." Hajime frowned. "Is there a lower level demon I could get that much longevity out of?"

"You're better off praying for a miracle." The demon boy answered plainly. "Oh, well- no."

"Well what?"

"It wouldn't matter- but, um, have you humans been noticing any strange things lately?"

Hajime stared at him. There were a lot of strange things. Like- oh. "Is living in Hell that literally under a rock? Yeah, I heard the news about the UBC pattern found, the meta-humans. Why?"

"It doesn't matter. Some humans might be born with such long lifespans now because of the- what did you call them? Meta? But you don't have a longevity one, so." The demon shrugged.

"Could I make a deal for one?"

"You don't need to, you've already got one." The demon blinked, then covered his mouth with a gasp. "Oh, I have no idea if I'm allowed to say that or not!"

"I... have a meta-power?"

The demon nodded, but kept the hands over his mouth.

"So you know where meta-powers come from. Did someone else make a deal?"

"No deals." The demon sighed, dropping his hand. "I'm not sure where you got that idea from anyway. But, I know my manager was talking to the circle's secretary about the new human powers. They thought it was from the Plague Department but she said it wasn't, she thought it was the Miracles Office and so... yeah, I'm not sure." He shrugged. "Can I... go, now?"

"No, I have more questions." He didn't, actually, but he had to stay in control of the demon summoning situation. "So, you say you don't make deals, but you can be summoned."

"Yeah, how did you even figure out how to summon me?"

"Comic book."

The demon tilted his head, interested. "Can you show me?"

Hajime didn't turn his back as he moved to get the issue from his pile, carefully handing it over so his arm didn't pass the circle around the demon.

The demon studied the panel with a hum, then began to flip through the other pages.

He kept reading. After a while, Hajime felt ignored.

He got an idea, and shifted back a little.

"Are you done looking at it?" He asked. "Be careful with it, I don't have the money to buy many of my own issues, so..."

The demon looked up, then nodded. "Right, sorry- here." He handed it back; in doing so, his hand had to pass a bit farther to reach where Hajime was, and it crossed the circle.

Hajime grabbed his hand, not the comic, and tugged him out.

"Hey!" The demon yelped, stumbling out of the circle. "What was that for?"

Instead of answering, Hajime clipped a bracelet of twisted metal wire around the demon's wrist.

"I was right." He said, carefully kicking and ruining the summoning circle. "That circle protects both of us. I would have been in your power if I went inside, and now you're in mine because you're outside. But the bracelet will keep you from having to go back to Hell."

The demon stared at him, then his wrist, then at him again.

"You aren't letting me go back?"

"You want to go back to Hell? To being an unpaid intern?" Hajime asked, pitching his voice up. "That awful place where they torture people? After you offered to help me?"

"Um, I'm really fine there, and it's only- no, wait. You were trying to help me too?" The demon squinted at him.

It didn't have much effect, half hidden behind the curtain of hair. This imp really was naive, it was almost cute.

"You're the only one who was nice to me, why wouldn't I?"

"Do you... have any friends?"

Hajime shook his head.

"Oh. Wow. Ok, there's a lot going on there. Um." The demon sighed. "Look, I want to help you, but I guess if you want me to stay a bit, maybe I could find out more about your parents, then take back word and bring it to the attention of someone who can do more?"

"Sure!" Hajime said with every intention of arguing that 'a bit' could mean '490 years', from a certain point of view.

This demon was too valuable to let him get away, not with his knowledge of meta-powers and other demons, plus his apparent desire towards aiding his summoner. Maybe that was part of the summoning too.

"We can go to the comic store- the library is still under reconsruction from the last riot- and look at whatever issues you want. My dad won't leave the house until six but any time after five Mom probably won't notice you sneaking in. Oh! We could tell people you're my little brother if you asked, I think we could pull it off." Hajime scooped up the comic book and pressed it into the demon's hand so he wouldn't keep messing with his circle cuff.

"What?"

"Let's go! Oh, right, what's your name?"

"I don't think I should tell you..."

"Fine, then I'll just call you little brother until you do." Hajime decided.

"Um, what's your name?"

He began to start tugging the demon to move, but paused. "You know I have a meta-power just by looking, but you don't know my name?"

"Names are different." the demon stressed, but let himself be pulled along.

Well that certainly explained the reluctance to share his.

"You can call me big brother, and I'll tell you mine when you tell me yours." Hajime decided. "Now come on, we're burning daylight."

He could figure out the killing-his-parents plan another day. For now, he needed to work on this development.

[not-so-allegiant-general]

Summoning @huxloween

When Ben decided to summon a demon he expected something else. Tail, hoofs, horns at least. Not tall, lean, redhead with sarcastic sense of humour and attachment to bureaucracy.

"Alright. One more signature."

"Another one?"

"Yes. Just sign it, and we can take care of your problem. Whatever it is."

"My father. Is the problem." Hux grinned. And there was something disturbing in this smile.

"Ah. I am an expert in that field. "

Two years after, Ben landed on court for murder of his father. Hux was nowhere to be found.

"Mr. Solo? Do you have a lawyer?"

"Armitage Hux. From First Order" Kylo blinked looking at the redhead next to him. He could promise that he wasn't there a minute ago. "I am representing Mr.Ren."

"Mr. Ren?… "

"Indeed. This is Kylo Ren. He hired me after he was wrongly accused of killing Han Solo who he doesn't event knew." Judge was looking at Hux with surprise and then at her documents.

"Mr… Ren? Do you know this man.?" Kylo looked at Hux with reserve.

"I… Yes. I did hire him."

"Well… This woman claim that you killed her husband and that you are her son." Kylo glanced at Leia. There wasn't hate on her face but there was fear.

"Ben…" She whispered. Kylo shook his head.

"I see her first time in my life, your honour." Hux smiled satisfied. There was no Ben Solo anymore. And Kylo Ren belonged to him now.

[symphonic-scream]

Here's some extra little info from the magic Persona 5 au

So this one does follow the plot of P5R! Except. Palace rulers are normal humans who gained portions of Morgana's magic when Yabadabadoo beat his ass and had him turned into a cat

It typically manifests as a sort of charm ability. To convince people of things they wouldn't normally believe or do. Other beings of magic have a resistance to this, such as our main cast. To regain Morgana's magic, they either have to have the perp give it up themselves, or. Kill them

And the kill route is taken. Once or twice.

Ann's dad is also a succubus, and her mom is an incubus! And the way their attraction powers work are they can like. Turn on and off the appeal factor. Except for direct touch. Luckily it only works when that person is attracted to that demon's like. Identity. So for example, Yusuke as a gay man can touch Ann just fine but Makoto, lesbian, can't touch her without being affected

Oh also. Every confidant is also magic or a monster in some way. Ahuh.

Oh but not Sae. She's. Got to go through some things. Mainly like, coming to terms with accepting that she hasn't been a great sister for Makoto since. The incident that turned her into a werewolf

And, and! Makoto always has a tail. She doesn't really accept the whole werewolf thing, for a while. She's been one since she was 13, and. It hasn't been a fun time. The repression and inwards hate kinda, glitched something along the way and she can summon her wolf ears and have them go away, but the tail? Permanent. So she wears the uniform pants, and at first uses a belt to keep her tail strapped to her leg to keep it from showing

Yusuke often forgets to blink. Cause he doesn't need to, he's a kitsune. The others often have to remind him to blink to keep up his human act

They have sleepovers all the time. Ann will cuddle up between Ryuji and Joker, her wings spread over both of them, Yusuke lying across their legs like a perfect plank. At first Makoto always takes the couch, but then when Futaba and Sophie join next to them, and Haru curls up between them in her cat form. Sumire ends up between Joker and Futaba

Strikers is in this au too! But right at the end of the school year, right after Haru and Makoto graduate, Haru and Ann pay for the whole group to go to a monster-friendly, mountain hot spring resort for a whole week. Where Sumire can run around with her lil horns and tail, and Yusuke doesn't have to blink, and Futaba can openly talk to her sister (Sophia) without being stared at or called crazy

Haru, who's cat form is. Very long haired and fluffy, ends up setting up grooming appointments for herself. She gets one of the others to drop her off, and enjoys her little kitty spa day. A little fur trim, nail trim, a nice bath? Plus, when she gets dropped off, she makes sure whoever does brings a bag of little shrimp as her preferred treat. So she also gets to enjoy shrimp while at it too

And she is a shrimp fiend. For years she had to attend parties with her dad, putting up with it for the chance to eat unlimited premium shrimp all night. She also loves a good salmon, but strangely she's not a fan of tuna

The first time Makoto has fancy brunch with Ann and Haru, she discovers steak tartare. And. Oh boy. Based on the price she doesn't get it often, but it's the perfect treat for when she's had to be a brave wolf that week

Ann gets jealous when she sees the other girls getting to cuddle up cause she'd love to join their cuddle pile but. Making her friend unwilling horny is. Not fun. Luckily, there's a way to cheat it. And she gets plenty of cuddles from wolfkoto and kitty Haru, as well as little deer Sumire. Futaba is also fine. She's ace so there was never any worry

Oh and Hifumi? She's a lot closer to the group as a whole. I can't help it. She's great

Anyways. ASK ME MORE ABOUT THIS I WANNA TALK ABOJT THIS

[theyareweird]

Hazbin Hotel: Niffty —Aesthetic

Niffty's Character & Personality

Niffty is a cyclops sinner demon who died in the 1950s. She was summoned to work in the Hazbin Hotel by her mutual associate. There, Niffty is the maid and occasional cook. She's hyper, spontaneous and agile; being quick on her feet. Niffty is easily entertained, distracted and excitable. She dislikes messes, but she isn't afraid to get dirty and enjoys cleaning everyone's messes with a gleeful yet creepy charm. In fact, Niffty has an extreme case of obsessive compulsive disorder. No matter where she is, the tiny demon is constantly cleaning and ridding any place of bugs. Niffty will even attempt theft of cleaning supplies. Additionally, she becomes focused on things she's told to do, to the point of obsession. Niffty also has a general fixation on men, but she only likes "bad boys." She collects things like hair or fur from men she's obsessed with for her "collection." Despite all of her twistedness, Niffty does have some standards for how she views who's "bad." She'll outright berate a man for not being a 'bad boy' when he apologizes for trying to kill everyone. Niffty even enjoys witnessing and participating in violence. Specifically, she has masochistic tendencies and is sadistic. Niffty desires to "punish" people in a BDSM dungeon. Finally, she suffers from camera shyness. Whenever a camera begins filming her, Niffty goes into a state of hypnotic trance and doesn't move, blink, or speak. Instead, she stares at the camera until the recording is done.

[sullina]

I have a headcanon where the people outside the demon clan absolutely have no idea what Meliodas the destroyer looks like since Mel kills anyone who sees him. So the only people who know what the destroyer looks like are the archangels, Eli, gloxinia, and drole. Since he looks like a child, a lot of people underestimate him and doesn't take him seriously until they saw his powers.

When he join stigma they look at him and thought 'his a child'. The archangels try hard to convince this child is THE DESTROYER but the people just dismissed it and just say "his a kid. How can he be the destroyer?"

Which made the archangels rip their hair is frustration

Imagine this:

"I'll be your opponent from now on"

Ludociel look at the boy who arrived in the scene with an incredulous face "You're just a kid!" he yelled. The kid only looked at him with bored eyes as he responded with no emotions in his tone "...I'm not child"

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say" Ludociel rolled his eyes "To think the demon race send a child to defeat me is foolish. There dumber than I thought"

The kid only sighed and muttered bitterly "Why does this always happen to me...?"

"Since you're a child I'll go easy on you." The kid frowned "It's your lucky day" Ludociel smirked as he held up his hand summoning his light.

The kid only tilted his head and he sigh tiredly as he took his large sword in front of him. Not saying a word he punched him in the blink of an eye before Ludociel could make his first move. Which caused Ludociel to crush one of the structures in the temple.

"W-what?"

"I think it a bad idea to go easy on me" Ludociel saw the kid silhouette in the smoke walking towards him. "Give me all you got" The kid smirked deviously glaring at the archangel

Ludociel got his ass beat pretty bad that day XD

I can imagine Meliodas thinking about letting people live, so people will stop assuming he's just some child, but then again, it did give him an advantage, so he ended up never doing it.

and when he joined Stigma, I can totally see him going "No, I'm not the destroyer" in Ludos face, just to fuck with him XDDD

[highseraphs]

🖊🖊🖊🖊

Some facts about ebi, Louis and a mention of Lovelace in relation to ebi ^^b (again take care when reading since Ebi's entire character is. Something)

-Ebrietas is a big fan of sweets but he doesn't need food or liquids to sustain himself. He usually won't eat anything unless it's a desert item. Any attempts to eat other food usually just doesn't do anything for him, he thinks food tastes bland.

-for more things Ebrietas doesn't do, he doesn't blink either.

-he can sprout little angelic or demonic wings !

-hes a cosmic horror Eldritch demon, his original form is from a very distant star that he conquered and destroyed. He did so with other stars within that area before being summoned into Etheirys

-he has black gradients on his limbs from the possession he underwent as a baby, Usually if it looks like he has gloves on, that's probably just his hands. He likes to paint his nails white so it's easier to tell, though it's moreso for himself than helping others. (Then again he has claws so they don't really look exactly like gloves anyways.)

-he has a person who continues to look for him even though he tries to avoid him like the plague, named Louis. I hadn't mentioned it in the post earlier, but Louis is the same age as him and when they were both children, he had been kidnapped by Ebrietas's parents in order to sacrifice him to the 'Dark Moon' within Ebrietas. Ebrietas, who was already getting progressively more frustrated with his parent's actions towards him (deifying him and overall being awful parents), released the boy from their cellar and killed his parents afterwards. Louis remembers him saving him and swears that he will help and protect him whenever he needs him, but Ebrietas doesn't really want to have anything to do with him, not seeing what he did as a big deal. (He's embarrassed by someone wanting to actually be close to him in a non creepy cult-like way)

-more less xiv focused things, he loves EGL (esp ouji), religious imagery, birds and dogs, and quiet places like forests and libraries where he can read (idk if I'd post more nsfw facts even if this is a +18 acc I'd rather not lol)

-Louis is a Half Elezen/half Highlander Hyur from Ishgard. He's the child of a noble lady of House Haillenarte and her personal chef so he was kept away from the noble house growing up, due to his mother fearing that any news of his existence would bring ill views of their house and head. Though she visited him often, he didn't feel much of an attachment to her, since his father and he had to leave the estate and live in the brume. He was kidnapped however, at the age of ten by Ebrietas's parents who had been in Ishgard at the time, and whisked away to northern Sharlayan to be a sacrifice to their 'god'.

-Louis was a part of the Order of the Knights Dragoon and was acquainted with Estinien. Through the two weren't very close, he did get along well enough with him.

- so for relationships between Ebrietas, Louis and Lovelace (Louis doesn't know Lovelace personally)

Ebrietas->Louis: doesn't want to admit that he likes his company, but does treat him nicely slightly (he's in denial about having some feelings about him)

Louis->Ebrietas: wants to be close to him but Ebrietas puts up a bunch of walls that makes it difficult for him to. He has a crush on/admires him clearly.

Ebrietas->Lovelace: he wants to kill him but won't because 1. They're more so on equal footing, at least in Ebi's mortal form. They do fight each other a lot. 2. He finds Lovelace interesting enough to not kill, even though he wants to. They both are enemies and at some points have to work together to deal with certain issues.

Lovelace->Ebrietas: thinks he's a little shit, won't kill him because he's cute to him, but thinks Ebi's hatred towards him is attractive and entertaining. (Lovelace of course being the resident combatsexual)

[ask-the-owl-house-squad]

"...it's okay if you don't believe me yet. Just...be careful. People do not take criticism or questioning of the Coven System well. Also...maybe cover your ears. Just in case. That way if a scout does catch you, they'll think you're just another witch." Ghost summoned a cloak and pack of temporary sigil tattoos, dropping them into Cypress's lap. "Given your age...a temporary tattoo might be a good idea, too. Or else they might think you're a Wild Witch and throw you in the Conformatorium. But if you see another human, a tall witch in a red dress with silver hair and/or a small bipedal demon with dark fur and an exposed skull, then you're safe to reveal yourself. That's Eda the Owl Lady, her apprentice and her...roommate, I think? I dunno, he seems young. Maybe he's her son. Anyway! Eda's not a fan of the Emperor. She'll keep you safe from him."

Cypress blinked as the cloak and temporary tattoos materialized into thin air. They ran their hand over the items and quietly noted the faint cold draft that wafted from them, similarly to the earlier map and seed that they were given. Once or twice the draft could be just a coincidence, but now it's happened again. It didn't last long, however, and the items eventually warmed up.

"An exposed skull? That sounds interesting, though a bit dangerous. What if the skull cracks? It sounds cool, though. And... a witch in a red dress and silver hair? She sounds pretty. I'll also keep a lookout for that other human!" They smiled gratefully and slipped outside of the crevice once they noticed that the rain had slowed to a stop. They stretched out and slipped the cloak on so that it covered a majority of their body. They also pulled the hood over their head to hide their round ears.

Lastly, they pulled up their cloak's sleeve to apply a sigil tattoo. They chose the Plant Coven sigil since they always did like plants. They pulled the sleeve down and spun around excitedly. "How do I look?"

"Well, if the Titan spared the Owl Lady, then surely that means something? Like... if being a Wild Witch was truly as bad as the Emperor makes it out to be, and given the fact he says he can talk to the Titan, then surely the Titan wouldn't have spared the Owl Lady?" Cypress cocked their head to the side with curiosity beaming in their eyes. "And if someone doesn't survive the training, then that training shouldn't even be in place. It's not natural selection, it's not fair, and it's not on the individual if they die or not. The training is just shit if that's the case!"

There was a pause.

"Also, if all of you are ghosts who were killed one way or another, I'm going to assume you, in particular, tried to get into the Emperor's Coven with how your viewpoint is. If that's the case, then you probably died during the training. And if that's the case, you're a hypocrite."

[jtgrim79]

Monkie kid Hades and Persefone au setup kinda

I overthink too much to write and when I do I get embarrassed of my own fics, I like mushy cliches and is fanfiction so no harm done but I have a too judgy mindset and I'm working on it; BUT ANYWAYS, I had an idea for an au with MK and red son with this idea, they are not in a Greek God au but the setup is more or less similar, soo the idea is that MK is raised by both Macaque and Wukong in this au, in this story they both make up when MK was little and after wukong decided to adopt him, however mistakes were still made by both of them and with a kid to protect now they decide to leave the celestial realm and go undercover to a remote town in the mountains ( this is still medieval time more or less) after some years MK is a nice kid who gets along with his friends in the town, and he is strong as his dad's train him, however many demons are still after the two monkeys and wukong staff, so while MK might be well trained he isn't allowed to go out of the city or go any other place without someone, not

Until he reaches an age when he decides to become inmorta

, Mei is the only friend her age and while she tries many loopholes to help MK trying to outsmart the monkey King is next to impossible but she is getting to Macaque to ease up in MK a bit, Wukong is still protective after MK almost get killed in the celestial realm as a toddler but He almost ease up ALMOST, until one day something happens. Red son is the son of DBK a demon in the demon realm who has unresolved business with wukong and wants to get his staff, red son being the son desperate for approval tries to steal wukong staff, the tricky thing is he doesn't know where he is, but he knows a spell that can open a portal so he can grab the object he is searching, however red son and almost no demon knows about MK (the ones who knew went missing for some reason) so when he uses his spell he specified to be the most prized possession of the monkey King and.... upsy daisy someone just kidnapped the monkey King son.

Red son blinked a few times in a mix of shock and confusion, clearly he is seeing things

"Um hello?"

Clearly that spell wouldn't mess up like this, bring something else? yeah, bring a confused mortal??

"Can you hear me?"

IMPOSSIBLE

"I think you are freaking out a bit there don't worry just breathe"

"You are not the staff"

"Excuse me?"

"THE MONKEY KING STAFF, THE SPELL I DID WAS TO SUMMON IT HERE AND YOU ARE NOT IT"

" Oh, you mean my dad?"

"YES YOUR FATHER, wait what?"

Meanwhile in the distance you can hear monkey growls of anger above the demon realm.

The rest is red son trying to get MK back safe and sound and get the staff without him noticing, and in the case of MK he is having a blast but feels a tad guilty he is having a lot of fun with red son (cause he thinks he is a mage not a demon but whatever)

Mei joins them eventually while searching for MK.

Ok this is more like a mix between Hades and Persephone and Tangled, but I think is a funny setup, but I'm a beginner in fanfic and had a hard time writing this alone due to being my own worst critic, so if someone wants to use this idea is free to do so or give me advice also well appreciated.

[starchivves]

FELICITY || oc dating scenarios !!

;; - HOW YOU MEET !! [1/?]

IN WHICH you have a fateful encounter with some particularly unique people !!

WARNINGS !! : blood , gore (?) , basically the normal things that happen in demon slayer TYPE : fully written GENRE : fluff

m. akari ' . 🧡

it was the day of the final selections, to be completely honest, you didn't want to become a demon slayer at first. but after your mother told you about the endless slaughter of innocent people happening because of the demons, your mind was set on eradicating as many of them from the surface of this earth as you could.

a determined look was all over your face as you stepped foot into the wisteria forest.

you had a special trait since you were a child, you could feel evil, even if it was just a little. anytime you're near some evil being, your chest feels heavy, as if you have some unfinished business to attend to.

after a few hours of venturing into the dark wisteria forest, your chest felt extremely heavy. it made you very uncomfortable, there was a powerful demonic being somewhere close to you, and you knew that.

"listen here you disgusting scum, go tell your filthy master that I will NOT become a demon, no matter how many times that old geezer tries to persuade me, it WILL. NOT. HAPPEN." a voice seethed angrily.

the voice came from beside you,

you very curious as to whom the voice belonged to, so you turned behind , and took a peek.

you saw a girl, around your age, with raven black hair. she had a violet hued streak in her hair. you looked at her nails- no, they were more like claws, stained with blood.

she slowly turned your head to face you, and you were scared and confused.

'oh no, she saw me.. is she good..?' is she going to kill me??'

"hm..? oh.." she started. to be honest, it shook you from your train of thoughts and you flinched.

she looked horrifying.

she walked closer to you, but surprisingly, the heaviness in your chest started to dissipate.

you also noticed that her facial expression turned from straight up horrifying to innocent.

her bright amber eyes blinked at you twice.

you got caught in her entrancing gaze, but your staring was cut short when she asked, "are you.. afraid..?"

after a moment of silence, she continued, "well of course you are, heh, who wouldn't be afraid to see someone murdering demons like this..?"

"but that doesn't really matter to me right now, what matters is that you, don't tell anyone about what you saw just now." she said.

"I WON'T!! I promise, your secret is safe with me, I swear I won't tell ANYONE!!" you finally responded.

"well, I can't be sure that you won't , can I? I don't trust you yet." she inched closer to your face, slightly tapping the tip of your nose. your face slightly heated up from the lack of space between you two.

"just to be sure, i'll follow you around so you don't spill any beans, deal?" she said.

you hesitated.

"oh don't worry, i won't do anything bad!!" she reassured you.

"fine, deal." you said, finally giving in.

plus, it wouldn't be that bad to have a travelling partner...

...right?

o. kazuko '. 🧡

"hey, have you heard..? there's a really famous rumor going around..!" "eh? what rumor? i haven't heard anything!" "they say.. there's a ghost in the school gardens.. she grants good luck to whoever summons her!"

you never seemed to have luck on your side, so when you heard about an apparition that grants good luck, of course you didn't leave the chance! you went to the maple tree in the school garden. there, you tried summoning her.

you waited for a while, and almost gave up.

suddenly, there was a slight gust of wind, and a faint yet sweet floral scent in the air.

"hiya! ya need anything?" a voice spoke.

you stumbled back, startled.

"w-who..?" you started, but then stopped when you saw a ghostly figure standing- I mean hovering in front of you. "are you...'the girl in.. orange' ..?" you asked, unsure about her identity.

"the one and only!" she chirped, smiling.

"h-how- I can't even- I have so many questions..." you rambled off. "hehe, go on, I'll listen!" she giggled, giving you a warm, closed eye smile.

that's it for now , i'll catch you in part 2 !! until then, aqua signing off !!

[khaleesiofalicante]

OH MY GOD! ITS HAPPENING! Its only the summary and I’m emo 😂 I should be studying for my exams, but I have tomorrow for that ;)

Ok, lets do this:

UDHWIJSHW THEY ARE SO CUTE FOR EACH OTHER I CANT-

"He preferred to hide his heart away. But he couldn’t hide David. He didn’t want to. David deserved to be seen." Like father like son. Both speeking poetry about their love ones. (and no, Idk which father I'm talking about 😂)

“I don’t think they are fake dating,” David hummed from the other end. “You don’t talk for hours every night if you are just fake dating.” (THANK YOU DAVID! SOMEONE THAT ITS NOT BLIND)

"They like doing chores. Let them do it. They fight demons all day and then come home and do chores. I feel like it’s their form of therapy. They need this.”“So, by not helping them, we are technically helping them?” Bapa had asked and Max had nodded with a grin. “Shadowhunters are weird.” “True dat,” Max had laughed. They were all weirdos. But Max loved them anyway. He loved his weird shadowhunters. (The domesticity lf this is killing me in a good way🥺)

“Will you on a date with me? Tomorrow?” Max asked then – because why the hell not. (Hell yeah Max. Go big or go home babe😎)

“This date is going to be the best first date in the history of first of dates.” In retrospect, he really shouldn’t have said that. (I'm already feeling his chaotic ass will do something like Magnus did, but lets keep hope)

"Maybe Lexi and Liv would probably enjoy a date – a fake date - in the arcade." Could I be more in love with both of them?? Is that physically possible?? 💙

Elyaas giving Max dating advice!! Lmaooo 😂😂

"His parents would not be pleased if they knew Max was summoning demons for relationship advice. But they had also encouraged Max to make friends with everyone regardless of their identity. So, technically this was their fault. They gave him very mixed messages."  YOU LIL SHIT. YOU ARE NOT WRONG THO...

FUCK. An attack??

You lil shit Max.

Yep, Rafael has to deal with it everyday 😂

OOMG YESS. THE ALIANCE RUNE!!

"So, when he got tired, he would simply fix the problem by eating. It was a win-win to be honest." I feel like I should say something, but tbh it makes sense

Ok, this fight is intense

Wait. Anjali is there???  What?

Oh ok, it wasn’t

“Say the thing!”Rafael groaned and raised his hands, the alliance rune lighting up.“I’m not just a shadowhunter,” Rafael said through gritted teeth. “I’m Magnus Bane’s son.” I'm dead 😂

THAT SCENE WAS EVERYTHING. LOVE THOSE TWO

“Well, demons are stupid,” Max pointed out. “Yeah, that makes sense,” Rafael said with a mouthful of food. “You are half demon after all.” “Asshole,” Max laughed and punched his brother.

“Text dad we are okay,” Rafael said, slowly recovering. “They will worry.”Max nodded and did that. (This just summ up sibling relationships so well *chef kiss*)

“It can be hard, Max. Bapak and dad…Sometimes I look at them and feel like I will never have what they have.” YUP. THEY HAVE SIBLINGS DYNAMIC. ALSO RAFAEL IS JUST 🥺🥺🥺

David got wounded???

Oh ok. False alarm.

Rafael sat down next to him and put Bapak’s head on his lap, gently massaging it.

“Are you okay?” dad knelt down next to his husband. “Just a little tired,” Bapak replied.A little tired. Max knew Bapak was fucking exhausted."  "Bapak never showed it. He never complained. Max wondered what else he hid away from everyone else." “Okay,” dad whispered and kissed his husband on the head. “Get some rest, my love.” Bapak nodded and closed his eyes as Rafael hummed something softly. (Well, now I'm crying 😭😭)

" His niece found an herbal medication that helps with the pain.” ANJALI!! I LOVE HER💙💙

"Dad finally smiled and went out to the balcony, phone in hand. He seemed to hang out in the balcony a lot lately" No no no. I dont like this. Babe find a better copying mechanism!!

"Bapak smiled then. A brilliant grin. The one dad probably fell in love with." jsyeihdiej I cant🥺💙

"Bapak sniffed when dad sat down next to him and gave him an odd look. But he didn’t say anything." Magnus tell him something. I dont like where this is going😭

“Does that mean Bapak is a capitalist?” Max asked. “Do not drag me into this!” Bapak protested and dad laughed at that" Ahh yess. Typical family discussions 😂

"David: Mr Herondale yelled “Yes! Two out of three!” (😂😂 I HONESTLY LAUGHED WAY TO HARD!!)

“Well, no! I don’t want drama. But I want you to be dramatic so I can tell you not to be dramatic!” I would like to say WHAT? but I honestly get it 😂

“Also, we all know you had an embarrassing crush on Uncle Jace growing up,” Rafael snickered. “And you definitely still have a crush on Uncle Jem.” Oh god 😂😂 but I mean... Who doesn't have a crush on Jem?

“Oh yeah?” Max demanded. “Well then let me explain your type. You are probably going to fall for someone who is like a combination of Aunt Izzy and Aunt Lily! Some femme fatale type who is a heartbreaker and looks like a supermodel and-” Boy got it right huh? 😂

“You two are dating?” dad demanded. “Since when? Who else knows about this? Why didn’t you tell us before? Were you dating when you were in London? Magnus, did you know about this?” “There you go!” Max yelled triumphantly. “That’s the dramatic reaction I was looking for. Thanks, dad!” lmaooo 😂😂

"And that’s how the next hour turned out to be the most painful and most embarrassing hour of his life." I. I have no words

“I’ll have you know this conversation utterly traumatized me. I demand financial compensation.” “Not happening,” dad said into his coffee, and Max groaned before walking back into his room. (THAT FAMILY 😂😂)

" I tried to hurt your father once.” OH no, the angst is coming

" He didn’t know about this. He knew about their story. Everyone did. The accords hall kiss. The fight in Edom. The changing of the law. Their love was legendary. Not this!" THIS IS BRINGING BACK SO MANY FLASHBACKS

“All I know is that I was terrified. I love your father. I love Magnus more than anything in the world. And I didn’t want to lose him. And I didn’t know what to do.” 😭😭 NOT AGAIN!!

"When you love someone so much, sometimes you do crazy things.” THIS

" Love had made a fool out of them. Love had made them blind." Yup. tsc: a summary

"When you love someone, you have to be honest with them" And THAT is character development!!

"They called it The Jem effect." I'm using this from now on 😂💙💙

"Uncle Jem was wearing a tank top and and ripped jeans." So its time for SIMP over Jem Carstairs? Okey then.

"In fact, he used to have a crush on both Tessa and Jem. It’s how he had found he was bisexual." Same here 😂

“MINA! I SWEAR TO LILITH I AM GOING TO GET YOU BACK FOR THIS!” OH MY GOD I LOVE MINA!!

“In my defense, I was busy!!” “Oooo, someone has been getting busy!” Mina WINKED. (You lil shit! I love her 💙)

He didn’t know he could blush!!!

" They had gone to hell and back for Roman. It wouldn’t have been possible if not for Catarina. She was, and always has been, a miracle worker." Again, I love my queen💙💙

“I believe in Mavid supremacy.” ME TOO

"There is something so queer about Ferris wheels!" Someone needed to say this

"They had their own space in the spiral fucking labyrinth. These fucking legends." I BELIEVE IN WARLOCK TEAM SUPREMACY

"But Ragnor had always had a soft spot for Rafael." 🥺🥺

I love my warlock squad so much I cant-

Ragnor is so done😂

“I don’t want to lose him,” Max said it out loud for the first time. “But you will, Max,” Catarina said gently. “Everyone loses people they love. Every day. It’s how life works.” (its to early to be crying)

“Yes, we do,” Ragnor replied. “But it also means we fall in love over and over. Century after century. It’s our blessing.” (these warlocks are just to perfect)

“And that love is going to last for a lifetime,” Tessa said softly. “Can you imagine that? Someone loving you for centuries. Someone remembering you for eternity. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?” 🥺🥺

David deserved to be loved like that – endlessly and impossibly. (OK BUT THE PARALLEL)

Tessa should definetly write a guidebook

“Je t’aime à la folie,” Max said.David’s eyes widened. “Vraiment?“ "Je t’aime. Je t’aime de toute mon âme. Je t’aime pour toujours.” ( I literally screamed and woke up my sister, I just love them so much!!!)

"David smiled. The smile Max fell in love with" 🥺🥺

“I know I am not your forever and I am okay with that.” Max bit his lip. “Okay.” “But you are mine,” David said. “You know that, right?” (ksidjdldk its just all this was beautiful!)

“I got it all planned,” Max said – for someone who had no idea what he was going to do." (Me as I should be studying 😂)

" And you were just scared. You were just a kid." “I just…I just realized you might not have had that when you were growing up – that there might not have been people you could talk to about these things.” THAT!! LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!

"Max pulled him closer and kissed him again. Every kiss a promise. A promise to love. A promise to fight. A promise to survive" I would die for this two

OMG he took him to the Celestial Palace!! Thats so perfect and 🥺🥺

“Oh mon dieu! Ceci est incroyable! Il y a tellement de livres! Oh mon dieu! Je l'aime tellement!”💙💙 Idk how you manage to make me love David even more

“Of course he doesn’t hate you!” Max chuckled. “But he did say he will put your nerd ass in the silent city if you don’t bring me home by 11.” David blinked. “You’re joking, right?” “Of course,” Max grinned. His father had actually said that but there was no need to scary poor David any further. (😂😂 Imagine having the Consul as father-in-law, poor David)

“Yeah, not good with words my ass,” Exactly!! They say they are not good with words and procede to recite poetry of their love one??!!

Ughh I love this chapter so much and I loved how they deal with the inmortality thing! I just love when people comunicate and talk to each other! THATS A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP! And how they didn't repeat Alec and Magnus mistake. I just love it! *chef kiss*

Anyway, this was really long and it took to open notes to fullfill, so i'll just leave💙💙

Bro I just felt like I read the whole chapter again and I am feels. I AM FEELS SEND HELP. Not me catching feels over my own shit lmaooooo.

Thank you so much. I have some work to do and I was like meh and now I have some energy to do it lol. I hope you spend tomorrow studying! You better!! Good luck!

ps - I love you notice the parallels and references. It makes me lil heart go boop!

also why do I feel like y'all are eternally doing exams????