To selfshippers who constantly change your self inserts; IT'S OKAY!! Just because you change your sona, tweak their design, shift their species, swap their clothing, completely redo them from the ground up, that doesn't mean you're indecisive or some other mean-sounding word. You're just exploring what fits you, and your FO(s), best.
There's nothing wrong with feeling fickle over a design for your self insert, I don't think anyone has ever made any kind of original character and stuck with their design forever. Designs change and grow as you change and grow, and that's beautiful to me :] Don't feel bad that you change your self insert the second an idea strikes, or inspiration smacks you upside the head, you can change your self insert however you'd like and whenever you'd like!
[Pr*shippers and the like; do NOT touch. This is not for you, and never will be for you. You can disrespectfully fuck off.]
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my scenario of what happens if we can go back to the original timeline.
You made pacts with all of them, and now what?
You regained your power, Solomon regained his power, and now what?
The brothers are surely happy now; Satan finally accepted his family; the others finally accepted their identities as demons; and the whole devildom finally accepted the brothers as their seven lords of hell.
And now what?
Now you're able to go back to your timeline, and now what?
You didn't belong to this world; you knew it from the bones, and when you go back, the brothers in this world will forget you completely; only your impact remains with them, and now what?
You had to go. You needed to go back. You knew for sure.
Solomon took you to the demon lord's castle and explained how it's time for you and him to go back to the human world (one more time, again, he had explained it before); Diavolo expressed his gratitude, and Barbatos said the portal was ready.
And there they were, behind your back. You had told them about this a few weeks ago, and you had said all sorts of goodbye. and there they were, looking at you. They thought your leaving was just temporary; they thought you would come back any time soon or they could come to the human world because you had promised you would summon them only if you could.
Barbatos opened the portal, and you turned your back to look at them for the last time ever. Those familiar faces, but you don't belong to this world, and you don't belong to those demons, as they don't belong to you.
Lucifer watched you leave with a straight face; somehow he knew that you would never come back, but... even if it was just his fantasy or the complete faith he put in you, or maybe he just loved you too much to expose your lie, your awful lie, he still wanted to see you again. Mammon couldn't bring himself to look at you; he never could. Your mammon in another timeline could never too, but you knew he was always watching you. Levi hung his head low, Satan waved at you, and Asmo cried. Beel gave you the saddest look that you knew would haunt you, and Belphie buried his face in his twin's chest.
You waved at them and mumbled, "I'll see you soon, I promise." You promised.
You didn't want them to see you cry. You will see them again soon, when you're back in your world. You would see them—or the version of themselves of thousands of years later—and you would be with them again, you promised.
Solomon wrapped his arm around your shoulder, and you two stepped through Barbatos's portal. When this portal takes you to the human world, Solomon will take both of you back to your own timeline. Yet you wondered, if this was a right decision?
You hardly remembered everything that happened after going through the portal. You felt dizzy, so you kept your eyes closed. You were pretty sure you were walking through several portals. Solomon was holding you in his arms the whole time, like he was scared that you would disappear from his life one more time and he couldn't bring you back.
After a while, Solomon stopped walking. He whispered into your ears, "Are you ready to go back?".
You couldn't answer. Are you ready? Are you really ready to go back? You still kept your eyes closed, and you could feel his grip on your shoulder just a little bit tighter.
You were scared.You didn't know why, but you were terrified. The strange look they once gave you still haunts you in the back of your mind. You were terrified. "What am I going to do if we can't get back? What am I going to do if I can't go back to them?". You were scared.
Maybe you were not ready yet, but you wanted to go back to them. You are the type of person who always keeps their promises.
“Let’s go, solomon.” You whispered back to your sorcerer. You could feel Solomon tighten his grip; you could hear him read the teleportation spell; and then you could feel yourself falling again.
One.
Two.
Three.
You landed on top of someone.
The whole room stared at you in disbelief.
The emerald eyes were staring into yours in disbelief.
And before you could ever know if you were actually back to your devildom or not, the devil you just landed on held you tight, and then there was his trembling voice: “You’re back.”
“I’m home.”
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Ouu okay okay how about kunikida + another character of your choosing and "Where exactly do you think you're going?"
i spun a bsd character wheel, and it landed on tachihara!
Tachihara quietly closes the door to Jun's door behind him and lets out of a soft breath of relief.
"Where exactly do you think you're going?"
He freezes, then slowly turns around to see Kunikida with his arms crossed.
Da.mn, of all the people to catch him, it just had to be the one with a major stick up his a.ss, huh?
"Hey, man," he says, slowly raising his hands. "I was just, uh, dropping something off."
"This early?" Kunikida raises a brow.
"Yup." He pops his 'p'. "I'm an early riser. So, if you don't mind, I'll be on my way--"
Just as Tachihara is about to book it, he sees Kunikida's eyes land on his neck. His very bruised neck. His neck that is covered in bite marks and hand prints that he plans to cover up when he gets back to his place.
"If you think that's bad, you should see the other guy," he blurts out.
Kunikid's eyes widen, and Tachihara thinks now would be a good time to pass out or, perhaps, keel over a die.
"Sh.it."
"Sh.it indeed."
"Look, dude, we really don't need to get into this, okay? It's perfectly natural for enemies to hook up every once in awhile. The whole fighting this is sexy sometimes! Sue me!"
Kunikida does not seem impressed.
"Gah, look. Just... please don't tell anyone, okay? He isn't ready to be out yet and he's terrified of disappointing you so--"
"Tachihara-kun."
His mouth snaps shut.
"I'm not..." Kunikida drags a hand down his face. "I'm not disappointed. Just surprised and... just don't let it get in the way of work and for the love of God, please make sure Kenji-kun and Kyouka-kun don't walk into... anything."
Oh thank GOD.
"That won't happen, trust me. We usually do it at my place but Naomi-chan is away for the week, which you obviously know, and there's something kinda hot about sneaking around here."
Kunikida wrinkles his nose.
"I don't want to... whatever. Does Naomi-chan know?"
"Heh, no. Not yet, anyways."
Kunikida nods. "That's probably for the best. She's really smart, though. Dazai trained her for a bit, and Ranpo has taken her under his wing. It won't be a secret for long."
"Yeah, we kinda figured." He scratches the back of his neck. God, this is awkward.
The silence starts to get to him, and, because Tachihara has no impulse control, apparently, he snorts and says: "What you aren't going to threaten to kill me or anything?"
A slow grin starts slinking up Kunikida's face. "I don't see the point in wasting my time when I know that Naomi-chan will threaten you in a most effective manner."
Kunikida clears his throat before Tachihara can properly process the threat and adjusts his collar (but not before Tachihara sees a patch of yellow and purple...) and bows. "I trust you can see yourself out."
"Yes, sir, I can!"
He's not about to refuse the out Kunikida so graciously gave him, so he shoots Kunikida with finger guns and bolts down the hall calling, "Seeya!"
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been trying to figure out what exactly it is about aventurine that feels perhaps relatable, or what it is that makes me want to study him like a bug...
and camr to the thought that he's pretty pessimistic for am optimist...but also ob the other side of the same coin, he's optimiaric for a pessimist. kinda both at the same time,.or depending on the day or how you look at him maybe.
he's an optimist becuase he knows he's going to win. he always wins. he has always won his gambles. he knows it will happen again and again. his luck, or gift, or blessing, or whatever you want to call it ensures that. but he's also a pessimist becuase he knows that "win" also always comes with some kind of suffering for him. he wins all his gambles, but at what cost? a lot, actually. so is it really a win? he knows he will win, but he also knows he will be used, abused, sacrificed, broken, or in pain. he expects those to be a consequence of his winning luck, to the point of making sure it happens and becomes self-destructive because of it. he acts calmly like it's ok and is the outcome he wants and calls that a win because it's what he plans and expects. he bets on it and it happens.
but at the same time, he's slowly breaking and seems to want it to end. he tests the limits of his luck to see if it's a real "gift" or if it is all a coincidence and has an end. he probably wants to meet the end to end the pain and suffering, but knows his "luck" won't allow it. he wants to be against the luck and see if he can win. a whole contradiction it itself. his luck kept him alive so many times and continues to do so. it will always do so, unless perhaps his end is the goal. what if he bets on losing this time? bets in meeting his end? he needs to get lucky enough to achieve that goal. flip his lucky fate by turning his luck around, make his end the final lucky win.
but it seems like he either lost for once and didn't meet his end....maybe his luck truly does intend on keeping him alive...or he changed his mind in the end and got lucky enough to get out of meeting his end once again...
he's still a bit of an enigma to me and i'm not sure exactly what happened. but he's for sure a complex and amusing character (even if I still want to put him into a snow globe and shake it as hard as I can) and this whole penacony story is too complex for my soggy trashcan brain lmao but i'm enjoying the ride
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