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obsessive-disfuntion · 17 days

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How about Hazbin crew with a possessive reader, not like in a yandere or creepy type.

Reader just likes having them to themselves, character was just talking to someone and reader just goes to them and hug them from behind.

If the crew is too much then just Charlie, Vaggie and Alastor will be fine too.

Thanks and if you can't do it no problem at all.

Thank you, anon, for my first ask!! I love this idea and having just joined Tumblr the immediate support makes me very happy- I haven’t written in a while so I’m a little rusty, but I’d still love to write this out :) (also I loooove being able to write possessive reader, too, this prompt is great-)

Characters: Vaggie, Charlie, Sir Pentious, Angel Dust, Husk, Alastor, Lucifer

Warnings: None? Slight angst for Angel Dust but not too bad- sfw, not beta read, gn reader!

➛ Vaggie

You woke up alone in the bed you shared with Vaggie; a feeling you weren’t all that used to.

Vaggie always stayed in bed until you woke up, or she made you get up with her. She never left you alone. There must have been an emergency in the hotel, or something just as important?

You slowly got out of bed, body aching from still being tired as you got changed. You had woken up about an hour earlier than you usually do, probably because you aren’t used to Vaggie not being there with you, which just put you in an even worse mood.

When you walk downstairs and into the lobby you saw Vaggie discussing something with one of Carmilla’s daughters. Clara, you think her name was? She’s laughing at something Vaggie said- probably something dry and witty, Vaggie was funny like that- and she put her hand on Vaggie’s shoulder. You didn't know why, but that made you purse your lips and immediately turn away, busying yourself with wiping down countertops with a clean rag. It might have been dirty, actually? You didn't know, you didn't care enough to pay attention at the moment.

“Hey babe, you’re up early,” Vaggie smiled at you as she joined you by the fire place (which you weren't doing a very good job of cleaning), and you almost felt bad for not smiling back. “What’s wrong? You grumpy because you woke up early?”

“Well maybe I would have been able to sleep a bit more if you didn’t just leave me alone in bed,” you huffed, turning away from her.

“What- baby, are you upset? I’m sorry, I had a meeting I had to-“

“With Clara? What is she even doing here? I thought you didn’t like having weapons at the hotel.”

“I don’t like them when the guests have them. I wanted to talk to Carmilla about having some weapons for the hotel’s self-defense after the last extermination we had. Y’know, just in case. But Carmilla couldn’t make it so she sent her daughter instead-“

“Who was very touchy,” you blurted out, dropping the rag you were using to “clean.”

“Oh,” Vaggie chuckled, her slight frown turning to a visible smile. “I see what this is about.”

She grabbed the rag from the floor and put it to the side before wrapping an arm around your waist to start guiding you to bed. “Maybe we should take a small nap. While I think it’s very cute that you’re getting so possessive, it might help if you weren’t so tired. Would that be okay? If we took a nap together?”

You give a slow nod as she guides you upstairs, agreeing that it might help you calm down if you get a bit more sleep. But you’re glad that Vaggie realized that she is all yours, and appreciates your possessiveness instead of finding it as something to be upset about.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Let’s get you back to bed.”

✿ Charlie

“Oh! Hey- hi! Welcome to the hotel!” Your girlfriend’s cheery voice rang out through the lobby, and you immediately knew a new guest had arrived.

You got up, aware of the fact she would probably need your help to reel it in. She got a little excited at every new face that showed up. Which you adored, but sometimes it made the guests a little nervous.

But when you turned the corner you saw the new guest was a relatively attractive demon, which even you could admit it, so you immediately looked at Charlie. She, of course, was smiling so brightly and showing the mysterious demon to every single inch of the hotel. But as soon as you saw Charlie put her hand on the demon’s back, and they fucking grinned at her, your breathing started to quicken.

“Charlie, babe, what’s going on?” you asked, smiling- although it didn’t really reach your eyes- as a slight warning to the stranger when you step forward and wrap an arm around Charlie’s waist, pulling her away from them.

“Oh- well, I was just showing our newest guest around…” Charlie answers, visibly concerned at your passive aggressive demeanour. “But… I can get Vaggie or Alastor to show them to their room…?”

“Maybe we should do that. I need you for a minute,” you said, shooting a side eye at the guest.

Charlie nodded and waved Alastor over, who immediately began to show the stranger around the rest of the hotel with his normal stylish and classy flare.

“Love… what’s going on?” Charlie asked, turning to you with a worried expression. 'Did something happen, or-“

“They just looked so… flirty. They looked at you like a piece of meat, I got angry-“

“Ah, I see…” Charlie giggled at your words. “It’s okay to get jealous every once in a while, but I’m a very loyal person. You know this.”

“But that doesn’t men your guests understand that…” you trail off, looking towards the direction that Alastor and the guest went.

Charlie gently grabs your face, your cheeks held between her palms so you would keep your eyes on her. “Hey… I can take care of myself- you don’t need to worry about me. I’m yours, and you’re mine,” she smiled at you, and you couldn’t stay mad.

Not when she looked at you like that.

“Sorry, Charlie…”

“It’s alright! Just remember this conversation next time you start to feel a little jealous,” she teased, leaning in to press her lips against yours.

➴ Sir Pentious

“Clean my quarters… immediately!!” Sir Pentious ordered his minions, which made you jump awake in bed.

“Pentious- babe, can we just go back to sleep? Please…”

“What? Oh- s…sorry dear, but Charlie wanted us… to have a meeting right away this… morning.”

“Oh…” you trailed off, looking at the eggs that were running about, already starting to make the bed around you. “That’s okay.”

“If you’d like you can come to the meeting with me?”

You didn’t know why, but the fact that Pentious wasn’t spending as much time with you today as you would’ve liked was making you upset. “No- no I’ll probably sleep in. It’s okay,” you mumbled, laying back down under the plush covers.

“Well… alright. You can join me downs…tairs... when you’re ready,” you heard him smile, but you couldn’t get yourself to look at him.

You let out a groan when you hear the door close, hiding under the blankets to try and fall back asleep.

After a bit you realized you definitely were not falling back asleep, so you rolled yourself out of the surprisingly comfortable bed. You got dressed for the day and left the room, heading downstairs only to find that the meeting was over. You frown, nearly getting teary eyed at the thought of having to look for your boyfriend.

“Ah, you’re awake!” he says from behind you excitedly, and you turn around with a frown still on your face, but you started to calm down as soon as you saw him.

“Hey, Pentious. How was the meeting?” You ask, trying to sound chipper but it didn’t go over very well.

“Oh never mind that- I would like to take you out for breakfas…t,” he states, linking your arm with his as he started to lead you out the door.

“Wait- what?” you ask in surprise, looking at him with a happy expression.

“Well, I could tell you wanted to s…spend more time with me today, and who am I to deny you? S…so today it’ll jus…t be the two of us…” he promised you, making your heart swell.

“Thank you Pentious.”

You didn’t want to admit it, but you treasure the days you get to have him all to yourself.

⊹₊ Angel Dust

You hated Valentino.

Well obviously everyone at the hotel hated Valentino, but you desperately craved more quality time with Angel and his stupid boss was obsessively over-working him. That bastard would get your boyfriend sore and tired and would immediately fall asleep as soon as he got home. Which was fine, cuddling him was just as great. But you missed having late night chats and watching romcoms to make fun of them with him.

You were laying in his bed and petting Fat Nuggets, waiting for him to get back from work. The lights were off and his pink LED lights were on, making sure that his room had a calm environment all ready for him when he got back.

As soon as the door opened you sat up in the bed and gave him a smile, which fell slightly when you saw how worn-down he was. He was slightly slouched over eyes nearly shut from exhaustion. But he lit up when the saw you on his bed.

“Ugh, you wouldn’t believe the day I had,” he groaned, his accent thick and slurred as he collapsed face-down on his bed right next to you.

“Do you want to talk about it?” you ask, moving to rub his back only for him to roll over to look at you.

“No… no, I don’t want to think about, just- wan’ some sleep,” he sighed, causing your face to fall a bit.

“But I have the day off tomorrow,” he opened his eyes for a second to smile at you.

Your breath caught in your throat as your heart skipped a beat in excitement, looking down at him. “Really? Just us tomorrow?”

“Well, aside from whatever activity Charlie wants to do, yeah. It’s just us tomorrow,” Angel responded with a grin, looking up at you. “Ya missed me, sweetheart?”

“Well- yeah. I did,” you admitted with a red face, moving to lay down next to him. “I hate what your work is doing to you. You know I don’t care what you do, you’re just… obviously hurting.”

“Well it’s not like I got a choice-“

“No, I know. I know,” you interrupted. “Just… let me hold you. I’m worried about you.”

You pulled him close, holding his head to your chest and closing your eyes. “I just… like having you here.”

“I know,” his muffled voice spoke up, smile evident in his voice. “I like being here with ya.”

You ran your fingers through his hair and smiled at the feeling of his body finally relaxing against yours, since you knew Angel definitely needed to unwind and relax. And you were happy to help and provide.

➳❥ Husk

It was a late night with plenty of different guests in the lobby. You wanted to turn in and go to bed, but you always went to your room with Husk so you could say goodnight to each other before going to bed. But Husk was busy tending the bar, who was being pestered by some guy that had one (well, three) too many drinks, and made it obvious in his mannerisms.

You narrowed your eyes slightly when you saw him lean across the bar, talking to him in some sly, sing-song voice. You didn’t really want to know what he was saying, but you already knew it was something that you didn’t like.

You walked up to the bar and put your hand on the guest’s shoulder, giving him a “polite” smile. “I think you’ve had too much to drink. Maybe it’s about time you go to your room?”

“Oh, we were just having some fun- right Husk?” he grinned at the bartender, your boyfriend, and you tried not to full on sneer in disgust.

“Hey Vaggie!” you called her over with a fake smile before glancing over at Husk, who was obviously entertained. The tease.

She walked over with a slight scowl, not used to being up this late. “Yeah? What do you need?”

“Could you take this guest to his room? He had a little too much to drink.”

“Aw, c’mon. It’s not that bad,” he slurred, getting cut off by Vaggie lifting him off the bar seat and dragging him off.

‘Yeah, yeah. C’mon, dude. Let’s get you to bed,” Vaggie sighed, tired and no longer keeping up that “the customer is always right” mindset.

“There. Now he won’t bother you anymore,” you sighed with a smile, happy to get Husk to yourself.

“I don’t think it was me you were really worried about,” he smirked, his low and familiar voice causing your boiling anger to cease.

“Well, maybe I just like having you to myself,” you teased, watching him clean up the bar so he could finally head to bed.

“And you’re not seeing me complaining about it,” Husk responded over his shoulder before putting the last clean cup down, coming out from behind the bar to join you.

“Want me to walk you to your room?”

“Actually… could I come to yours? I thought maybe we could turn on a movie and I could spend the night…” you offer, hoping he won’t refuse.

“Of course, sounds like a good idea to me,” he smiled at you, taking your hand and leading the way to his room.

✧ Alastor

“Hey, Alastor, I was wondering if we could-“

“Not now, my dear,” Alastor cut you off with his signature smile, patting your head lightly. “My apologies, but unfortunately I promised Charlie to help around the hotel today. Maybe we can catch up later,” he dismissed, walking away from you and not even letting you finish asking to hang out with him.

You let out a sigh and go elsewhere, slightly hurt but telling yourself you would be able to hang out with him later.

But the next day you found him in the library, too busy reading his book to even notice that you walked in. “Alastor,” you tried not to sound too impatient as you attempted to gain his attention.

“Sorry, I’m trying to catch up on my literature,” he grinned, not even looking up from the pages. “Catch me later today, my dear. I’m sure I’ll be free then.”

You tried not to groan out of frustration, immediately exiting the library. You just wanted to spend time with him, but he always tended to busy himself with different things whenever he could.

But then an hour later you grew tired of the lack of company, marching back to the library only to discover that he was no longer there. “Alastor,” you groaned, marching out of the library only to find him helping Charlie with some small task.

You come up to him and hug him from behind, which you knew the sudden affection would upset him but a part of you didn’t care. “Alastor, will you please listen to me.”

He gently pulled away from your grasp, which surprised you. You thought he would be more mean about it. “What is it?”

He looked at you with a shocking amount of patience, and you glanced at Charlie who was distracted with her small task. “I want to spend time with you,” you stated, making eye contact as you informed him of what you wanted. “Just us.”

“Well that can be arranged,” he shrugged with a cheery voice.

He turned towards Charlie, glancing at you for a moment before looking back at her. “Charlie, I’m going to take the rest of the day off. I have an important matter that requires my attention.”

That statement made your heart flutter, and you looked up at him with a smile.

“Of course Alastor! You’ve been contributing a lot lately, you take the break that you need!” her high-pitched and happy voice responded, not even looking at him as she continued working. She was hanging up some sort of poster- probably welcoming a new guest again.

He turned back to you and placed a hand on the small of your back. “Well, you wanted to spend time with me, and I provide for those I care about. What would you like to do?”

“Maybe…” you flushed, happy that he wanted to spend time with you as well. “Go out to lunch?”

“Sounds marvelous,” he agreed with a smile just for you, which made you melt.

𖤐 Lucifer

You were exhausted. It was a long day after helping Charlie at the hotel, and you were heading back to yours and Lucifer’s room when you unexpectedly heard voices right as you turned the corner.

You sigh at the sight of a staff member pestering Lucifer, trying to ask him some question that could either wait until later or that Charlie could easily answer herself.

Lucifer turns his head to glance at you as you step behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head on his shoulder. Normally you’d be a little self-conscious about showing this much PDA in front of another person, but at this point they were taking up YOUR time, so you didn’t really care at that point.

“Lucifer, is something wrong?” you asked, doing your best to not shoot a glare at the random worker. It was getting late, maybe they could just worry about it later…?

“No of course not,” he muttered, glancing between you and the staff member, then focusing on the latter. “They were just leaving. We’ll discuss this matter later? Tomorrow?”

They quickly nodded with slightly wide eyes, walking away and from you and Lucifer and heading off to find some other thing to worry about, or to hopefully head to bed.

“While I’m glad Charlie is getting more workers to help around the hotel, they are EVERYWHERE,” you groaned into his shoulder, causing him to laugh.

“They ARE just trying to do their jobs…”

“And I’m just trying to get some quality time with my boyfriend. Is that too much to ask?”

“I guess so,” Lucifer laughed at your antics, turning to face you before pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “But they’re gone now, so let’s just go to bed? Or at least to our room. I know you’ve worked really hard today, maybe it’s time for us to just relax for a bit.”

Your sour mood was immediately uplifted once Lucifer mentioned spending down time with just the two of you, so you nod quickly and pull him inside the room you shared. You liked spending time with just him- which definitely put a strain in your relationship every now and again, since he was literally the king of hell.

Before he could even sit down on your shared bed you pulled him into a tight hug, happy to just be able to hold each other behind closed doors.

“I always look forward to it just being us every now and again, Lucifer. You know I love supporting Charlie, we’ve just been so busy…”

He kept one arm wrapped securely around your waist while his other hand rested on the back of your head, holding you tightly.

“Well you have me now. And you always will, even when I’m busy.”

“You promise?” you asked, pulling back slightly to look at him.

He smiled at you, leaning up a tad to press a gentle, barely-there kiss against your lips.

“Promise.”

Thank you so much for reading <3

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luceafarul-de-dimineata · 10 days

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Waking up is never easy, luckly there was someone willing to help today. Jjok tackled your face.

Jjok: Sibling Mc! Good morning, how are you feeling?

Mc: What?

You were still grumpy from being woken up so suddently, but you rub the sleep out of your eyes and look at the little devil in your bed. Jjok was holding a black letter wrapped in a satin ribbon up to your face. "It's from His Majesty Lucifer." He was quick to answer the question in your mind. Opening it grants you a message written in a language you weren't familiar with, but still somehow understood.

"Dear Mc,

I would like us to continue bonding even after you have deemed me a suitable mate for you. Please meet with me at 12 PULANT ( Paradise Universal Latitudinal Abriviated Time) so we may discuss our arrangement further."

Even though he had no signiture, you could tell that it was Lucifer that wrote that letter to you. You recently decided to ask him to be your boyfriend and he accepted to your surprise. It was almost sweet to see him asking you out like that. You put the letter on your nightstand and laugh happily.

Jjok: You should get ready for His Majesty Lucifer. It's almost 12 in Paradise Lost and His Majesty doesn't like waiting.

You put on your prettiest clothes and ask Jjok to teleport you to the foreign land. Before your vision returns to you, you get tackle hugged by Gamigin. He was always the most excited about your presence and now that you were dating Lucifer, he considered you to be part of the familly.

Gamigin: MC! Oh, I see you're all good! You look stunning today! Did you use a new deodorant today, or maybe a new shampoo?

Marbas: Gamigin... Leave the poor human alone.

Gamigin: How can I? They're our new sibling! Aren't you guys excited as well?!

Mc: It's fine, Gamigin gives great hugs.

Gamigin: Really? You love my hugs? Then I won't let a day pass without embracing you.

It was a sweet scene between you two, but it eventually had to stop.

Buer: His Majesty Lucifer is still getting ready for today. Would you like a message in the meantime?

Mc: You're not scamming me out of my money again.

Buer: This one's on the house. How could I make my sweet sibling pay for one of my services?

Marbas: Does that mean that you were joking yesterday?

Buer: No, you still owe me 50 dollars.

Marbas: This is why we should stop accepting immigrants.

Gamigin: Techinicly speaking all of you are immigrants

Buer, Marbas, Morax: Shut up, Gamigin!

After the small squable between the four, you decide to take Buer's offer. He always gave the best messages which made you feel more relaxed than anything in the human world. If they didn't cost so much you would ask him to do it daily... maybe that's why he doesn't make them free.

After the message, you were dragged by Morax to his room. He wanted to give you a through medical check out, to make sure his new sibling has no problems. When you tell him that he should take care of himself more, he blushes and takes your hands in his.

Morax: Would you like to replace my bandages?

The look he gave you was nothing short of adoration as he brought a new roll of white bandages to you. He slowly takes the bandages off his arms revealing his closed and opened wounds. He teaches you how to take care of a wound just in case. After you finish bandaging him up again, he opens his arms for an embrace. Even though you cannot see it, a soft smile makes its way on his face.

When you're finally done with those two you meet up with Lucifer. Your dates mainly consist of you talking to him about random stuff while he plays with your hair. When you stop talking he caress your face and hums signalling you to continue.

Meanwhile, in the bushes, the Paradise Lost gang spys on you two.

Buer: Shh! Marbas, your wheels are too loud.

Marbas: Not louder than your voice.

Gamigin: Look, look! I think they might kiss!

Buer: What?! Pass me the binoculars!

Marbas: You don't have money to buy your own?

Buer: No, I spent it all buying a gag to shut you up.

Morax: Don't talk about your bedroom activities in front of the child!

Gamigin: AAAAAAAAAAAA

Gamigin starts screaming and shaking his hands violently. He starts bouncing on his knees and hitting the air, which, in turn, makes the bells of his staff jiggle wildly. Buer and Morax try to sush him down and hide him behind the bushes.

Gamigin: Did you see?! They kissed! With tongue!

Morax: Quiet down, Gamigin, we don't want to be seen.

Buer: We don't even know how his majesty would react if he found out we're spying on his date.

Marbas: They're... so pretty together.

Buer turns around and slaps Marbas' erection like turning off a lightswitch.

Buer: Pervert!

Marbas: Who are you calling a pervert you little shit! You're so lucky I'm tied up so often. The second I get released, I'll make Gamigin work overtime to reserect you.

Gamigin: Would you really kill your brother like that?

Marbas: ...you're on thin ice.

Meanwhile

Mc: Should we stop them from staring?

Lucifer: Only if they're bothering you.

Mc: ... ok then. So, we all thought it was the bite of '87-

When your date with Lucifer is over, you go looking for Gamigin which turns out to be an extremely easy task because he was in the bush right next to you and Lucifer.

Gamigin: Are you leaving so soon?

Mc: Yeah... I need to go to Gehenna.

Gamigin: Why though? We have a lot of spare bedrooms in Paradise Lost. You can even sleep with his majesty Lucifer!

Lucifer: Gamigin...

Gamigin: Ok ok fine. But make sure you return tomorow! We're having a family board game night with everyone in Paradise Lost.

With that, you bid your fairwell and return to Gehenna.

#can you tell I have no idea how to write endings?#I don't even know how to call this #it started off as the bootlicking thing #but then I got distracted #and now it's this #I hope you enjoy it though #whb #what in hell is bad #whb lucifer #whb gamigin #whb morax #whb marbas #whb buer #whb x reader

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adorabluesposts · 2 days

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I’m a massively hopeless romantic and hopelessly in love with our short paranoid chaotic duck loving king and the THINGS I WOULD DO TO THIS MAN JUST BECAUSE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

Anyway thoughts about he’d react to constant affection because my love is physical affection and maybe sometimes giving him handmade gifts because nothing beats time wasted on handmade shit. I LOVE THIS MAN SM ITS TOO MUCH 😭😭😭

I WANNA CONSTANTLY SHOWER HIM WITH KISSES AND PRAISES PLS.

Basically requesting a fluff with all of the above 💀💀

I also love your writing style sm, hope you’re having a great day/night

buckle up cause this is gonna be SWEET!

Thanks for the appreciation on my writing, I'm still working on it 😭💖 love this sm. This is for the physical affection ppl 🫶🏻

a/n:.. added some acts of service love language too I'm so sorry 😭

NOT PROFFRED.

PROOFREA. PROOFREWD. I can't spell.

NOT PROOFREAD.

(I managed)

divider by @al-of-the-stars. NOT MINE!!

It's not a surprise Lucifer's a sucker for physical attention. Not in a sexual way, just hugs and holding hands in the most unusual times.

At first you started off with 'baby steps', occasionally giving him a kiss on his cheek or lips, holding his hand or playing with his suit when he didn't expect it, just to see how he'd react.

He would get flustered, turn into a blushing mess and pretty much feel like his knees would give oit at any minute. He would never admit what an impact you had on him, though.

When the showers of affection got more frequent and he realised what you were doing, every chance he'd get he would basically invite you to do those things for him. He loved tricking you into thinking he didn't know what your love language was and , even if he still got all flustered and was still surprised because he, obviously, didn't know what to expect (a kiss or a hug), he convinced himself he was just acting so flustered to trick you, again.

Of course Lucifer's love for you gets more and more powerful with every kiss.

His wife left him, after all, so he needs all the affection you can offer. He really loves you.

Even though you noticed he still wears his wedding ring sometimes, you know how hard it is to let go, and you showering him with affection actually helps him get through it!

"Good morning, handsome!" You shower his sleepy face with kisses as he slowly wakes up, watching his grumpy face turn into a weak, tired smile.

"Morning" He smiles and cuos your cheek as you pull away, pushing you back in for a kiss.

He notices you're all dressed already and raises an eyebrow, sitting up. "Where are you going?"

"Well, Your Majesty-" He smiles at you, loving how intimate it sounds when you call him that, "-It's Monday. Meaning I have work to get done."

He frowns and you laugh. "Bummer."

"I made you breakfast, so you might as well get changed." You ruffle his hair as he struggles to put it back in place, even if it was tangled already and playfully huffs at you, lecturing you on how his hair must always be perfect as you leave the room.

When he joins you in the kitchen, you gasp in awe, like every morning. You go up to him and praise him for being so good looking, pestering his face with kisses and telling him how you're falling in love over and over again.

He lovea it truly, holding your waist as you praise him. He looks at you with lovesick eyes and a goofy smile and only let's go when hinger takes the best of him. He praises you back, too, for being such a good cook (or not burning the kitchen down.. in certain people's cases aka me).

Before you leave, he makes sure to leave one of his ducks in your bag , knowing that by now you have millions if them in your office, as you leave one of your handmade gifts, drawings, or sweets in your shared room.

He almost never wants to let you go to work, turning the radio on to twirl you around in the kitchen and kiss your face or hands until it gets so late you either have to run to work or make him open up a portal for you.

It's not his fault he just loves the way you love him.

Ive never written something so fast in my entire life. THE THINGS LUCI DOES TO ME OMG.

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scoutswritingcorner · 1 month

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Asthma is a distinguished gentleman(not really he's a cannibal) and I wanna see Asthma In a top hat- and a mustash.

Or funny enough him in w bowling ally- not like a Bowling ball but I mean those pin things you knock over I want Asthma in it

Facial Hair Headcanons

Hazbin Men x GN! Reader

TW:None??

A/N: LISTEN I KNOW YOU JUST SAID ALASTOR BUT NOW YOU’VE GOT ME THINKING AND THATS DANGEROUS. Also it’s giving gender envy so let me have this as I can’t have facial hair rn. Also Alastor’s could be seen as platonic or romantic. Platonic with Angel Dust

-🦌Alastor🦌-

-🦌 Now I really don’t see him having a lot of facial hair, he either cuts it all off or on the off chance he does leave it to grow out, he’s gonna have a handlebar mustache with stubble around or just the mustache itself.

-🦌 If he catches you staring at it he’s either gonna disappear to shave it off or puff his chest out with pride. Please tell him if you like it, your opinion is the only opinion that matters to him (besides his own but that goes unsaid)

-🦌 He won’t let anything else grow out as in 1920’s to 1930’s small mustaches were the thing back then. Either the handlebar mustache or the English mustache.

-🦌 His facial hair is going to be a black/darkish brown as his hair. He pairs it with a good suit and god be damned he’s got everyone taking a second glance at him.

-🦌 The stubble or 5 o’clock shadow makes him more iffy, he likes it but he also likes everything about him to be cleaned up nicely. To him it looks gross and he will definitely shave that off, unless you say something to him. Then he might keep it just to annoy you with it.

-🦌 I’m talking about like, rubbing his cheek to your cheek to make you feel the hairs and it always make you laugh. He tries and fails on annoying you but he always wins cause he gets to see you smile and hear you laugh.

-🦆Lucifer 🦆-

-🦆 I know canonically he doesn’t have facial hair but let me dream damn it.

-🦆 To me Lucifer either has a full on beard to no beard at all. There is a small inbetween, which is a goatee. He will be hellbent on having a goatee if he’s not wanting to have a full beard.

-🦆 This man has a rigorous routine of beard upkeep. He’s not playing when it comes to himself. He may have depression but to him self care is very important and it’s okay to have bad days and ask for help.

-🦆 For his full beard? It’s either a Ducktail beard or a Hollywoodian style beard. He loves to run his fingers through it and feel all powerful (despite him being the Literal king of hell).

-🦆 Another man who asks your opinion on if he should keep the beard or go to his normal goatee or no beard at all, he’s not picky.

-🦆 You compliment him or say something about his beard (could be sexual or not) his cheeks go bright red and he gets super flustered but his chest puffs out proudly.

-🦆 Like the rest of his hair, it’s blonde but there is a more noticeable white streak if he has the beard. Don’t point it out please, he gets upset. He’s not old, he’s in his prime. (GOD IM SWOONING A WELL GROOMED BEARD GETS ME-)

-🎰 Husk 🎰-

-🎰 Husk our favorite bartender and our grumpy loveable cat. Before anyone can say anything, hush. I know he’s all fur and a cat but let me have this okay?

-🎰He’s grumpy and I’ll be honest, he just looks like a guy that let’s his facial hair grow out all the time.

-🎰 I do see him having the Balbo facial hairstyle or the imperial mustache. The only way you can differentiate it is by the longer fur on his snout and chin.

-🎰 Once again, it’s mainly white with some black hair in it to deal with the pattern of his fur. Once again, the only beard care he does is trimming and brushing it at best.

-🎰 He loves kissing you as it’s only other ways you can tell if he’s growing his facial hair out, the little hairs just brushing against your chin and lips. But he saves that for private moments.

-🕷️Angel Dust 🩷-

-🕷️ Now this one will be short but I don’t see Angel really like having a lot of facial hair. THE SAME THING WITH HUSK I KNOW HE IS FUR BUT PLEASE LET ME HAVE THIS-

-🩷 He will only allow stubble and only for a little bit before he shaves it off completely. So get used to it.

-🕷️ Baby boy can’t have any due to his line of work and also he doesn’t like how it feels.

-🩷It ruins his whole night time/facial routine and if he can’t shave that morning or night, he’s gonna be grumpy all day.

-🕷️ If he does let it grow out, it’s gonna be white but with specks of pink in there. It’s more prominent on his jawline and chin but if you look real close you can see more on his upper lip it’s just very hard to see.

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violetduchess · 11 months

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Obey Me! as Ship Dynamics:

Notes: I dont like how Belphagor's came out but oh well🤷‍♀️

Lucifer: Sunshine + Grumpy

1. Your Positivity:

- Your cheerful and optimistic nature often clashes with Lucifer's serious and strict demeanor, but your contrasting personalities create a harmonious balance.

- Your unwavering positivity becomes a source of fascination for Lucifer, who is initially puzzled by your ability to find joy in the simplest things.

- Despite Lucifer's initial resistance, you find yourself drawn to his mysterious aura, and he secretly appreciates the warmth you bring into his life.

2. Lucifer's Protective Nature:

- Lucifer is fiercely protective of you, although he may not always show it openly. He worries about your well-being and is constantly on guard, ready to step in and shield you from any harm.

- When you face challenges or difficult situations, Lucifer becomes your pillar of support, offering guidance and encouragement in his own gruff way.

- Despite his grumpy demeanor, Lucifer secretly cherishes your optimism, as it acts as a source of strength for him in moments of doubt or darkness.

3. Finding Balance:

- Your positivity helps to soften Lucifer's grumpy exterior and allows him to open up and show his vulnerable side. You offer a safe space for him to express his frustrations and fears without judgment.

- In return, Lucifer's grounded nature and logical thinking help you navigate through life's obstacles and provide a sense of stability.

- Together, you learn to appreciate the different facets of your personalities, finding a balance where your individual strengths complement each other.

4. Lightening the Mood:

- Your cheerful presence has a way of brightening even Lucifer's most somber moments. You often find small ways to make him smile or laugh, slowly chipping away at his stoic façade.

- Your playful antics and unexpected surprises serve as reminders to Lucifer that life shouldn't always be taken too seriously. Your lightheartedness becomes a source of comfort and relief for him.

5. Mutual Growth:

- Over time, Lucifer's grumpy exterior softens as he learns to embrace your positivity and finds solace in your unwavering support.

- You, on the other hand, gain a deeper understanding of Lucifer's complexities, recognizing that beneath his gruff exterior lies a caring and compassionate soul.

- Together, you navigate the intricacies of your relationship, pushing each other to grow and evolve in ways you never thought possible.

Mammon: Dumb + Dumber

1. Mischievous Adventures:

- You and Mammon often find yourselves in trouble due to your impulsive and mischievous nature. You are partners in crime when it comes to embarking on daring adventures and questionable schemes.

- Whether it's sneaking into restricted areas, pulling off outrageous pranks, or exploring forbidden realms, the two of you always manage to find yourselves in absurd and hilarious situations.

2. Enabling Each Other:

- Mammon and you have a unique connection where you enable each other's mischievous tendencies. You encourage each other's wild ideas and are always ready to dive headfirst into reckless endeavors.

- Rather than cautioning each other, you egg each other on, leading to even more outrageous and sometimes disastrous outcomes.

3. Learning from Mistakes:

- Despite your knack for getting into trouble, neither you nor Mammon let your failures bring you down. You view your misadventures as valuable learning experiences, finding humor in your own follies.

- Instead of dwelling on your mistakes, you focus on embracing the joy and spontaneity of your shared escapades, even if it means making the same foolish mistakes again.

4. Unbreakable Bond:

- Through your shared penchant for mischief, Mammon and you forge an unbreakable bond. You understand and accept each other's flaws and celebrate your unique brand of stupidity.

- Your willingness to go to great lengths for each other, even if it means facing the consequences of your actions, strengthens your connection and solidifies your friendship.

5. Comedy Duo:

- Mammon and you are like a comedic duo, always ready to entertain those around you with your hilarious antics. You have a natural chemistry that draws others in and keeps everyone laughing.

- Your ability to find humor in even the most absurd situations creates a lighthearted and joyous atmosphere wherever you go.

6. Growing Together:

- While Mammon and you may be known for your foolishness, you also have the capacity to learn and grow from your experiences. Over time, you develop a deeper understanding of responsibility and the consequences of your actions.

- Through your shared adventures, you discover the importance of balance, knowing when to indulge in your foolish tendencies and when to exercise caution.

Leviathan: Shy introvert + Outgoing Extrovert

1. Encouraging Socialization:

- As the outgoing one, you make it your mission to help Leviathan come out of his shell. You gently push him to participate in social activities and introduce him to new experiences.

- Whether it's attending demon gatherings, joining online gaming sessions, or even just hanging out with other exchange students, you encourage Leviathan to step out of his comfort zone and discover the joys of social interaction.

2. Slowly Building Confidence:

- You understand that Leviathan needs time and patience to feel comfortable in social settings. You take small steps, gradually exposing him to different social situations and providing a supportive environment.

- Through your encouragement and reassurance, Leviathan starts to gain confidence in his abilities to interact with others. He becomes more willing to share his interests and engage in conversations, thanks to your unwavering support.

3. Embracing Alone Time:

- While you're always eager to engage in social activities, Leviathan teaches you the importance of embracing alone time and finding solace in quieter moments.

- He shows you the joy of indulging in hobbies, whether it's gaming, watching anime, or reading manga. Together, you find a balance between socializing and enjoying personal interests, appreciating the value of both.

4. Bonding Over Shared Interests:

- As Leviathan gradually opens up, you discover common interests that strengthen your bond. You both enjoy geek culture, gaming, and exploring the vast world of anime.

- Through shared experiences, you create special memories together, whether it's marathoning a new series or competing in gaming tournaments. These activities allow Leviathan to feel comfortable and connected with you on a deeper level.

5. Mutual Growth:

- Your outgoing nature inspires Leviathan to step out of his comfort zone, while his introverted tendencies remind you to cherish quiet moments and appreciate the little things in life.

- Together, you both grow and learn from each other's strengths. Leviathan becomes more confident in social situations, and you find solace in taking time for self-care and personal hobbies.

6. Supportive and Understanding:

- You provide unwavering support to Leviathan, assuring him that it's okay to take things at his own pace. You never pressure him into uncomfortable situations but gently nudge him to explore new experiences.

- Leviathan, in turn, appreciates your understanding and patience. He values your willingness to accommodate his introverted nature and finds comfort in knowing that you accept him for who he is.

Satan: Affectionate + Not used to it

1. Uncharted Territory:

- For Satan, affection is a relatively unfamiliar territory. He's not accustomed to receiving or expressing affection openly, often finding himself at a loss for how to respond.

- On the other hand, you are naturally affectionate, constantly showering him with hugs, kisses, and heartfelt gestures. Your warmth and love are something he's never experienced before.

2. Slowly Opening Up:

- It takes time for Satan to adjust to your affectionate nature. At first, he may be a bit overwhelmed and unsure of how to react. He might even be slightly reserved or awkward in response.

- However, as he spends more time with you and witnesses your genuine care and affection, he begins to let his guard down. He starts to appreciate and reciprocate the affection, albeit in his own unique way.

3. Acts of Service:

- While physical displays of affection might not come naturally to Satan, he shows his love and appreciation through acts of service. He may go out of his way to do things for you, such as preparing your favorite book, assisting with research, or even helping you organize your belongings.

- These gestures, though seemingly small, are his way of expressing his affection and care for you.

4. Trusting Your Intentions:

- Satan's initial hesitation stems from a fear of misinterpreting your intentions. He may doubt whether he deserves the affection you give or worry about overstepping boundaries.

- It's important for you to communicate openly and reassure him of your genuine feelings. Over time, he learns to trust your affection, understanding that you genuinely care for him and have his best interests at heart.

5. Encouraging Vulnerability:

- As you continue to shower him with affection, Satan begins to realize that vulnerability and opening up are not signs of weakness but rather an opportunity for growth and deeper connection.

- You create a safe and loving environment where he feels comfortable sharing his thoughts, fears, and insecurities. Through your unwavering support, he learns to embrace vulnerability and allows himself to be more open with you.

6. Growth and Balance:

- Through your affectionate nature, you help Satan explore a softer side of himself that he never thought he had. He learns to appreciate the beauty of love and affection, slowly growing more comfortable in expressing his emotions.

- At the same time, you understand the importance of giving him space and respecting his boundaries. You find a balance between showering him with affection and allowing him the time and freedom to adjust at his own pace.

Asmodues: Drama Queen + Over it

1. The Center of Attention:

- Asmodeus is always the center of attention, whether intentionally or unintentionally. His dramatic flair and extravagant personality draw people towards him like moths to a flame.

- While you appreciate his vibrant energy and enjoy seeing him shine, there are moments when his constant need for attention can become a bit overwhelming.

2. Love Through the Drama:

- Despite Asmodeus' dramatic nature, you can't help but love him for who he is. His zest for life, his ability to turn even the simplest of situations into a grand spectacle, and his infectious enthusiasm captivate you.

- Your love for Asmodeus is intertwined with his dramatic tendencies. It's what makes him unique and keeps the relationship exciting, even if it can sometimes be exhausting.

3. Balancing Act:

- As the one who is "over it," you find yourself playing the role of the calm and grounded presence in Asmodeus' life. You provide a sense of stability and a much-needed anchor amidst the whirlwind of his theatrics.

- While you appreciate his dramatic side, there are times when you need moments of tranquility and simplicity. It's important for you to find a balance between indulging in his drama and having peaceful moments together.

4. Drama Queen Meets Eye-Roll Champion:

- You have become a master of eye-rolling in response to Asmodeus' dramatic displays. It's almost a reflex reaction to his over-the-top antics, and he knows it too. But deep down, he loves that you can keep him in check and bring him back to earth when necessary.

- Your eye-rolling moments often lead to lighthearted banter and playful teasing, adding an extra layer of fun to your relationship.

5. Supporting Each Other:

- While Asmodeus thrives in the spotlight, you provide unwavering support and encouragement. You attend his extravagant events, cheer him on from the sidelines, and offer a listening ear when he needs to vent.

- Likewise, Asmodeus recognizes your need for a break from the drama and makes an effort to support you in return. He surprises you with quiet moments, thoughtful gestures, and reminds you that he can be there for you too.

6. Embracing the Colorful Life:

- Despite the occasional annoyance, you've come to embrace the colorful life that comes with being in a relationship with Asmodeus. His drama and flair have a way of turning the ordinary into something extraordinary.

- Together, you navigate the highs and lows of the relationship, learning to appreciate the balance between his dramatic nature and your grounded presence.

Beelzebub: Gentle Giant + Feral Gremlin

1. Protective Nature:

- Beelzebub's gentle and caring nature extends to you, as he sees it as his responsibility to protect you from harm. He understands your feral tendencies and embraces them, offering a calming presence to counterbalance your occasional violent outbursts.

- He becomes your steadfast guardian, using his immense strength and size to shield you from any threats and keeping a watchful eye over you.

2. Nurturing Your Wild Side:

- Beelzebub recognizes the feral gremlin within you and appreciates the untamed energy you bring to the relationship. He understands that sometimes you need an outlet for your more violent tendencies, and he encourages you to channel them in constructive ways.

- He might suggest engaging in physical activities or combat training together, allowing you to release your energy while keeping it controlled and focused.

3. Calming Influence:

- Beelzebub's gentle and calming presence has a soothing effect on you. When your feral instincts start to take over, he knows just how to calm you down and bring you back to a more peaceful state.

- Whether it's through soft words, gentle touches, or even offering you something delicious to eat, Beelzebub's presence has a grounding effect on your wild nature.

4. Unconditional Acceptance:

- Beelzebub accepts you for who you are, gremlin tendencies and all. He loves the fierce and untamed aspects of your personality, understanding that they are a part of what makes you unique.

- You feel comfortable being your authentic self around him, knowing that he will never judge or criticize you for your more violent moments. Instead, he embraces every aspect of your personality, cherishing the wild and feral parts as much as the gentle ones.

5. Balance and Harmony:

- Together, you create a balance between your feral tendencies and Beelzebub's gentle nature. He helps ground you, providing a sense of stability and comfort, while you bring excitement and energy into his life.

- Through open communication and understanding, you find harmony within the relationship, allowing both your wild and gentle sides to coexist in a healthy and loving manner.

6. Unbreakable Bond:

- Despite the contrast in your personalities, your relationship with Beelzebub deepens into an unbreakable bond. His unwavering support and acceptance of your feral gremlin nature make you feel safe and cherished.

- Together, you navigate the complexities of your dynamic, embracing the beauty of your contrasting personalities and finding strength in your love for one another.

Belphagor: Troubled + Cutesy

1. Bringing Sunshine to Darkness:

- As the cutesy one, your bubbly and optimistic nature serves as a ray of sunshine in Belphagor's troubled world. Your infectious positivity has the power to brighten even his darkest moments.

- You have a knack for finding the bright side of any situation and bringing a smile to Belphagor's face, reminding him that there is always hope and happiness to be found.

2. A Source of Comfort:

- Belphagor finds solace in your cutesy nature. Your innocent charm and adorable quirks provide him with a sense of peace and tranquility. Being around you helps him momentarily forget his troubles and focus on the simple joys of life.

- Your presence serves as a soothing balm for his weary soul, making him feel loved and understood in ways he didn't think were possible.

3. A Shoulder to Lean On:

- Your caring nature makes you the perfect shoulder for Belphagor to lean on. You offer unwavering support and a listening ear, allowing him to open up about his troubles and fears without judgment.

- Through your gentle encouragement and understanding, you help him navigate his inner demons, providing a safe space for him to express himself and find comfort in your presence.

4. Finding Joy in the Little Things:

- You have a talent for finding joy in the smallest of moments, and you're determined to share that joy with Belphagor. Whether it's engaging in cute activities, sharing adorable trinkets, or simply cuddling up together, you bring a sense of childlike wonder and happiness to his life.

- Your cutesy nature inspires him to let go of his worries, even if just for a little while, and embrace the simple pleasures of the present.

5. Encouraging Self-Expression:

- Belphagor's troubled nature often makes it difficult for him to express himself fully. However, your cutesy persona encourages him to embrace his own unique self-expression.

- Through your love and acceptance, you inspire him to explore his own cutesy side, helping him find joy in the little things and showing him that it's okay to let go and have fun without reservation.

6. Healing Hearts:

- In your relationship, you both find healing. Belphagor's troubled soul is gradually mended by your unconditional love and adorable nature, while you find solace in his arms, knowing that you can bring light to his darkness.

- Together, you embark on a journey of growth and healing, supporting each other through the ups and downs, and finding strength in the unique dynamic that your troubled and cutesy natures create.

Diavolo: Charming Himbo + Easily flustered

1. Diavolo's Charming Nature:

- Diavolo's charismatic and outgoing personality makes him the epitome of a charming himbo. He has a way of making everyone around him feel special and valued, including you.

- His constant compliments and flirtatious nature leave you easily flustered, as his words and actions never fail to make your heart race.

2. Bringing Out the Flustered Side:

- Your easily flustered nature becomes a delightful challenge for Diavolo. He takes great pleasure in teasing you and watching your cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink with the simplest of compliments or gestures.

- From playful banter to innocent touches, he knows just how to push your buttons and revels in the adorable reactions he elicits from you.

3. Diavolo's Protective Streak:

- Despite his charming and carefree demeanor, Diavolo has a protective streak when it comes to you. He can't help but feel a sense of responsibility to keep you safe and ensure your happiness.

- Whenever you become flustered or overwhelmed, he's quick to step in and offer reassurance, soothing your nerves and reminding you of his unwavering support.

4. Embracing the Flustered Moments:

- Diavolo finds your easily flustered nature endearing and captivating. He adores the way your eyes widen and your voice stutters when he compliments you or engages in playful antics.

- Instead of making you uncomfortable, he cherishes these moments, making it his mission to create more opportunities for you to blush and be adorably flustered.

5. Unveiling a Sincere Side:

- Behind Diavolo's charming himbo facade lies a sincere and caring soul. As he witnesses your easily flustered reactions, he becomes more attuned to your emotions and wants to create genuine connections with you.

- He takes the time to listen to your thoughts, support your dreams, and make you feel truly valued. In these moments, you see a side of Diavolo that goes beyond his charming persona, solidifying your connection even further.

6. Growing Together:

- Your easily flustered nature and Diavolo's charming himbo personality create a dynamic filled with laughter, teasing, and genuine affection. As you navigate the ups and downs of your relationship, you both grow together, learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses.

- Through Diavolo's guidance and your vulnerability, you begin to embrace your easily flustered side, finding confidence in his unwavering adoration and support.

Barbatos: Oblivious + Obvious

1. Barbatos' Obvious Affections:

- Barbatos wears his heart on his sleeve when it comes to you. His actions and gestures are filled with love and adoration, making it clear to everyone around that he has strong feelings for you.

- From the way he looks at you with tender eyes to the special attention he pays to your needs and desires, Barbatos' affections for you are as obvious as can be.

2. The Unnoticed Cues:

- Despite Barbatos' clear displays of affection, you often find yourself oblivious to his romantic intentions. You may misinterpret his kind gestures as mere acts of friendship, not realizing the depth of his feelings.

- While others may see the obvious signs, you remain blissfully unaware of the romantic undertones in Barbatos' actions, leaving him both amused and determined to find a way to make his intentions more apparent to you.

3. Subtle Hints and Encounters:

- Barbatos tries to drop subtle hints about his feelings for you, hoping that you'll eventually catch on. He creates opportunities for one-on-one encounters, offering his assistance or inviting you to events where he can spend more time with you.

- From sharing meaningful conversations to offering gentle touches and warm smiles, Barbatos aims to convey his affection without overwhelming you or making you feel uncomfortable.

4. Going Above and Beyond:

- Barbatos goes above and beyond to show his care and love for you, even if you may not fully grasp the extent of his intentions. He anticipates your needs and desires, providing you with thoughtful surprises and acts of service.

- Whether it's preparing your favorite meal or organizing events tailored to your interests, Barbatos consistently demonstrates his devotion, hoping that one day you'll recognize the depth of his affection.

5. The Unspoken Longing:

- While Barbatos may be obvious in his affections, he also harbors an unspoken longing for you. He yearns for the day when you finally realize his true intentions and reciprocate his feelings, eagerly awaiting the moment your obliviousness fades away.

- Despite the frustration that sometimes comes with your unawareness, Barbatos remains patient, knowing that when the time is right, you will come to understand and embrace the love he has for you.

6. A Gentle Revelation:

- Eventually, Barbatos decides to take a more direct approach in expressing his feelings for you. He musters the courage to have an open and heartfelt conversation, sharing his emotions and intentions, hoping that his sincerity will finally break through your obliviousness.

- It is in this vulnerable moment that you begin to comprehend the depth of Barbatos' affections, and as the realization dawns upon you, a new chapter unfolds in your relationship, one filled with shared love and a deeper understanding of each other.

Solomon: Tease + Annoyed

1. Solomon's Mischievous Nature:

- Solomon is a notorious tease, always finding ways to push your buttons and ruffle your feathers. His mischievous nature brings a playful energy to your interactions, as he delights in seeing your annoyed reactions.

- From witty remarks to playful pranks, Solomon's teasing knows no bounds. He thrives on the challenge of getting under your skin and making you crack a smile.

2. The Cycle of Teasing and Annoyance:

- Your dynamic with Solomon is a never-ending cycle of teasing and annoyance. He knows exactly how to push your buttons and can't resist the temptation to get a rise out of you. Meanwhile, you find yourself exasperated by his relentless antics.

3. Banter and Verbal Sparring:

- Your interactions with Solomon are filled with banter and verbal sparring. You engage in quick-witted exchanges, each trying to outdo the other with clever comebacks and sarcastic remarks.

- While Solomon's teasing can be exasperating, there's an undeniable chemistry between you that keeps the banter going, ensuring that neither of you gets bored.

4. Testing Limits:

- Solomon enjoys testing your limits and seeing just how far he can go before you reach your breaking point. He constantly walks the fine line between amusing and aggravating, always striving for that perfect balance.

- In turn, you've developed a resilient spirit, determined not to let his teasing get the best of you. You've become adept at deflecting his jabs and even throwing a few of your own, refusing to let him have the upper hand.

5. Hidden Affection:

- Beneath the teasing and annoyance lies a hidden layer of affection. Solomon's playful nature is often a mask for his genuine care and concern for you. Despite the exasperation, he values your presence and secretly finds your reactions endearing.

- While he may not always show it, Solomon's actions speak louder than words. He goes out of his way to help and protect you, proving that his teasing is just a part of who he is, not a reflection of his true feelings.

6. Mutual Understanding:

- Over time, you come to understand that Solomon's teasing is his way of expressing affection. Underneath it all, he enjoys the dynamic you share and the connection it brings. Likewise, he appreciates your resilience and ability to challenge him.

- Through this mutual understanding, a unique bond forms between you. You find solace in the fact that even though Solomon can be a tease, there's a genuine connection and unspoken affection that binds you together.

Simeon: "We're not dating."

1. Close Proximity:

- You and Simeon are always in close proximity to each other, whether it's during events or casual hangouts. You naturally gravitate towards one another and find comfort in each other's presence.

- Your interactions are filled with subtle touches, lingering glances, and gentle gestures that hint at a deeper connection. Despite this, you both playfully deny any romantic involvement, insisting that you're just good friends.

2. Flirtatious Banter:

- Flirtatious banter is a staple of your relationship with Simeon. You engage in playful teasing and witty exchanges, making each other laugh and keeping the energy light-hearted.

- Others may mistake your banter for genuine romantic interest, but you both maintain that it's all in good fun and a reflection of your close friendship.

3. Emotional Support:

- Simeon is always there for you, providing a listening ear and offering comforting words during difficult times. He offers support and guidance, going above and beyond to make you feel loved and cared for.

- While your bond is undeniably strong, you reassure each other that you're simply there for emotional support as close friends, even though your actions may suggest otherwise.

4. Couple-Like Activities:

- You and Simeon often engage in activities that are commonly associated with couples. From going on walks together to sharing meals or attending events, you naturally fall into a pattern that resembles that of a couple.

- However, when others make assumptions or tease about your relationship, you both brush it off and playfully deny any romantic involvement, emphasizing that you're just enjoying each other's company.

5. Unspoken Understanding:

- Despite your insistence on not dating, there's an unspoken understanding between you and Simeon. You both recognize the depth of your connection and the feelings that exist beneath the surface.

- While you may not have officially labeled your relationship, you share a bond that surpasses traditional friendship. There's an innate understanding of each other's needs and a level of comfort that goes beyond ordinary friendship.

6. Fear of Ruining the Friendship:

- One of the reasons you both resist acknowledging your romantic feelings is the fear of ruining the beautiful friendship you share. You value each other's presence in your lives and are hesitant to complicate things by crossing into romantic territory.

- Instead, you find solace in the unspoken affection and continue to enjoy the closeness without the added pressure of a defined relationship.

#xreader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #asmodeus x reader #satan x reader #leviathan x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphagor x reader #diavolo x reader #barbatos x reader #solomon x reader #simeon x reader

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emeriethevalkyriegirl · 2 months

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Carving away the nightmares- (Hazbin Hotel tickle fanfic)

A/N: How many of these have I written so far? Only 2? Well what can I say, I LOVE THESE TWO! Time for part 3 everyone! ENJOY YOU LOVELY SINNERS!

Summary: Charlie has a bad dream so she rushes to her father's room looking for comfort. She gets more than what she bargained for. (in a good way)

Lucifer groaned when he heard his door burst open from his room. It was past midnight and he had just climbed into bed. After working on the latest duckling, he'd only wanted one thing in the world. To sleep for at least an hour. He knew that another meeting was calling to him really soon and his sleeping schedule was jacked with having to watch Charlie after....Lilith.

No. He wasn't gonna think like that. If Lilith wanted to leave, that's fine. He just hated that she left without a trace or the fact that he was left to pick up the peaces with his daughter. Not that she ever cared to check on them.

Now, Lucifer was taking care of Charlie himself. He didn't mind. He loved his daughter. However, there were times that he'd have to put his foot down with her. He didn't want this time to be one of them, but his grumpiness combined with his tired head was making it difficult. The fallen angel already knew that Charlie was the one that stormed into his room. No other servant dared to do it without permission.

"Charlie, I love you my little apple, but if you don't go back to bed this instant-Oof!" Lucifer was cut off as he felt his daughter wrapping her arms around his neck and felt silent sniffles along his blazer that he unfortunately slept in.

All the anger that threaten to take form had disappeared, his daughter's sadness completely taking over his parental vision. "Woah woah, hey Charlie-lee-lee. What's wrong honey apple?" he asked as Charlie cried in his blazer. "I-I had a b-b-bad dream!"

"You did?! Oh, baby c'mere." Lucifer replied, his arms now cradling his little princess. The King of Hell began slowly rock his daughter, saying comforting words to stop her crying. It wasn't until he finished singing a soft lullaby that the crying had finally stopped. Lucifer expected the song to put her to sleep, but Charlie was still very much awake. Though, her tears have dried. "You wanna talk about it, LeeLee?" he asked softly, using his little nickname for her.

Charlie sniffed and rubbed her nose. "A-Angels were c-coming to get us." Lucifer felt a chill down his spine but allowed his daughter to continue. "You were fighting them. You told me to hide and said that you'd find me....b-but you n-never did!" Lucifer could sense that his daughter's cries were about to continue, so he gently shushed her while giving her a kiss on her forehead. "Sweetie, that is never going to happen. You know why?"

"W-Why?" Charlie asked as Lucifer wiped away her tears. "Cause no matter what happens, I'm always gonna be there for you." Charlie gave him a tiny smile at his words. Lucifer raised his brow at that, wanting his daughter to not feel any more pain for that horrible nightmare. "Plus," he started before surprising Charlie by tossing her in the air and catching her with ease. Charlie squealed and giggled once her father's hands reconnected with her petit body. "It's gonna take a lot more than an army of angels to take daddy out." Charlie giggled more, her tiny hands covering her mouth. "Really?"

"Uh, like duh." Lucifer replied earning another giggle from his daughter. "I would blast those angels to oblivion. Going all 'pow pow pow ka-boom'!" Lucifer said, mimicking sound effects while also wiggling his fingers along Charlie's sides every time he said a sound effect. The princess laughed trying to swat away her father's sneaky hands.

"Oh oh and then one angels swoops in and I go, 'Hey betcha didn't see this coming.' And then I..." Lucifer purposely trailed off for a dramatic effect before swooping down to plant love bites all over Charlie's neck. Charlie balked as she felt her father's love bites. "Dahahahahahahahaddy!"

"And then, the real fun begins." Lucifer says as he booped Charlie's nose and summoned all 6 of his wings and engulfed both him and Charlie inside a little bubble. Lucifer smirked giving Charlie a kiss on her cheek before he covered up his eyes. "Just when the angels think they've won, daddy's gonna hide in plain sight and pull off a super scary face to scare them back to Heaven." Charlie couldn't respond because on of Lucifer's wings was tickling her feet. Only the sound of Charlie's giggling allowed Lucifer to know that Charlie was still there. "And it looks like...this!"

Lucifer uncovered his face, crossing his eyes, making a fake pouty face, and sticking his tongue out as the cherry on top. Charlie's laughter went up an octave as she stared at her father's silly face. "Thahahahahahahahat's silly ehehehehehehehe daddy ehehehehehehehehehe!!" Lucifer couldn't help but chuckle himself but he wasn't done yet. The fallen angel covered his face again. "Where's daddy Charlie? Where is he?" he didn't get answer for Charlie was still giggling her head off, the wing now making it way to her toes. "Peekaboo!" The fallen angel declared, uncovering his face to find his happy bubbly daughter still giggling her head off.

This gesture went on for a while until the King of Hell covered his eyes once more. "Where's daddy?" Again he asked but this time, he didn't immediately reveal himself just yet. He unlashed the wing that was tickling Charlie's toes and allowed her to breathe for a moment. Charlie rolled over and crawled her way over to her father, even going as far as climbing on him so she was at eye level with him. "Daddy, come out!" she giggled as she pulled on one of his fingers. A moment later, noting happened until- "Peekaboo!"

"AH!" Charlie let out a cute squeak as Lucifer lashed onto her and toss her in the air again. "I gotcha, I gotcha!" he chanted as he watched his daughter completely lose it in his grasp. Lucifer held his daughter in a tight embrace as he gave her a kiss on her forehead. Charlie unexpected repeated the gesture, kissing her father under his chin. Lucifer blushed at his daughter's affection but before he could thank her, his little apple gave out a very tired yawn. Lucifer chuckled. "Bed time Charlie."

"Daddy." Charlie said before Lucifer could get up to take her to her room. "Can I sleep with you? Please?" Charlie gave him her please eyes. Lucifer's blush refused to falter upon seeing this. He gave her a smile before saying, "You never have to ask for that." With that, the King of Hell snuggle up against his daughter and went to turn off a lamp that he accidentally left on. The two Morningstar's snuggles together throughout the night, neither of them wanting to separate from the other.

#hazbin hotel #lucifer #charlie #ler lucifer #lee charlie #tickle fanfic #tickle #tickles

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fridayth13 · 3 months

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Hey! Can I ask for platonic (Obey Me) Diavolo x child reader

Whether he adopts them or it's just a random child he has to take care of is up to you, I like seeing people interpret this ask :D

i'm getting tired of worrying about you.

↳ diavolo × child!gn!reader (platonic)

↳ fluff | 900+ | notes: i imagined reader to be about 10-13 or so but the age isn't explicitly stated so you can read it however you want, reader is described to be smaller than diavolo and is referred to as 'little one' at one point

↳ hi!! thank you for the request, it's very sweet hdshkhshhdsgj i ended up making it established relationship so im not entirely sure if it's what you were asking for, but i do hope you like it

The first word people came up with when they saw Diavolo was probably 'prince'. Or 'king' if they were feeling generous. Maybe 'regal', or 'uplifting', or 'bright'. What most people would not think is the first word that popped into your head when you saw him that morning—

Exhausted.

Sure, he was smiling (Diavolo was almost always smiling). But he wasn't even standing straight, instead leaning his forearms down against the lectern to keep upright.

"Good morning, Mammon!" He greeted the latest newcomer as he drowsily stumbled into the council room.

"G'mornin'.." Mammon yawned. He slumped into his designated seat and proceeded to fall back asleep.

"Haha.." Diavolo chuckled softly, then leaned down to whisper to you. "Everyone seems to be quite tired, huh, Mc?"

"Yeah." You agreed, staring pointedly at his eyebags.

"Then again, it is quite early. It's been a while since we've had meetings before class starts.."

"You seem pretty tired too."

Diavolo raised his eyebrows, surprised. Like you haven't been telling him that for the past month. But he soon brushed it off, pulling his shoulders back as if to stretch.

"It's not so bad. I'm just glad the exchange program is getting another green light after all the.. unfortunate incidents last year. All the nights preparing for the meetings and making arrangements were worth it."

"But you still have more meetings to prepare for." You frowned. "And more paperwork back at your desk. It's like an entire mountain."

Diavolo laughed, again, like your nagging hasn't already gotten stale, and placed a hand on your head, as if petting a grumpy cat. If that's what you were, he seemed something like a big teddy bear.

"Thank you for worrying, little one. But really, I'll be fine." He said. "Just a few more weeks."

You huffed. "You're gonna end up collapsing in the hallway or something. Like Belphie."

Diavolo laughed.

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You were surprised no one seemed to see what you did, and how intimidated they must be to not speak up about it directly. You never understood why they did that. Diavolo was their friend! Why couldn't they act like they were his friends too? It's not like he ever tried to stop you for it.

It's been months already of the House of Lords and the Celestial Realm diplomats and the Sorcerer's Society and mountains and mountains of paperwork practically glued to Diavolo's desk. Were you the only one who was seeing this?

Yeah, sure, whatever, he smiled a lot, but you were pretty sure everyone missed the fact that his exhaustion was precisely why he was smiling too much. And frankly, you were a bit (a lot) annoyed.

Even Diavolo insisted it was fine, which annoyed you even more. More and more often, you've had less time to spend with him that wasn't following him around RAD to help him carry his work around. And he wouldn't even listen to you.

At least, you had Barbatos to shake his head in disapproval with. Which is exactly what you did.

"He's always been stubborn as a ram, hasn't he?"

As Barbatos poured tea into your cup with his knowing smile, you harrumphed into the fist you leaned against your cheek. Nonetheless, you took a delicate, angry little sip of the hot drink.

"He needs to sleep. He's acting like Lucifer."

A small laugh slipped from Barbatos's lips. "Now, now, I don't think he's gone that far yet."

"He doesn't even like work.." You muttered, slumping down until your cheek was against the table.

"No. He doesn't." There was that all-knowing, secretive smile again. "But perhaps the fact that he is working so hard should speak for itself. He's quite set on furthering RAD's exchange program."

"Yeah. Because it's his dream. And stuff."

The demon's eyes softened despite your eyeroll.

"I'm sure the Young Master appreciates your concern, Mc."

"He better." You muttered into your sleeve. "I'm gonna wrestle him back to bed tomorrow."

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As it turned out, you did not need to do that, after all. Several hours later, you bid Barbatos goodnight and left to go to bed. But not without stopping by Diavolo's room to check on him.

Which was where you found him lying facefirst on his bed, limbs sprawled out, uniform still on, and a few sheets of paper on the floor like they fell from his open hand.

With a drawn out sigh, you shut the door behind you, tutting quietly to yourself.

"Told you you'd collapse like Belphie."

Thanks to Diavolo weighing as much as a giant boulder, you settled on just taking off his shoes and fixing his papers.

He mumbled a lot while he slept. A lot about Lucifer. A lot about Mammon. Some about you and Barbatos. Occasionally something awful about pickles, to which you couldn't help but try to reply to. It took you all you had not to laugh too loudly as you draped his blanket over his back.

Regardless of his odd pickle nightmares (you assumed they were nightmares. It was Diavolo you were talking about, after all), you found that his face looked.. serene. At least. You could relax in that.

You took a seat, leaning back against his headboard with a hand carding through his rust-red hair.

Eventually, Barbatos came into the room, chuckling to himself as he found the both of you fast asleep. At some point in the night, you fell sideways against the pillows, your small frame curled protectively around Diavolo's head.

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thewritetofreespeech · 1 year

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hello! i saw that your requests are open so i wanted to see if you could write where the obey me brothers find out that the mischievous mc is actually really polite and distinguished? (if that makes sense)

Take your time and thank you :D

OBEY ME BOYS + mischievous reader who can act right, but only if they need to

plot: for the purposes of this request, all hcs will be set at a fancy party at the castle

Lucifer

Worried about bringing you to a premier event like this, but Lord Diavolo requested your presence

So you had to attend (under his close supervision)

He knows you won’t be as bad as his brothers, but that isn’t a very high bar

When he realizes that you are actually behaving, even thriving, in this environment he’s impress

Slightly irritated you don’t act like this all the time, but you’ll work on it

Mammon

Mammon likes to think of you as partners in crime

Playing pranks. Doing tricks. Getting into some good clean trouble.

If he’s gonna be in trouble, he’s glad he at least gets to be with you, and that you get him

When he finds out that you can actually get along with these stuffed shirts he’s a little….betrayed

He feels like maybe the fun times you had together were a lie. That you were just humoring him. Now he’s grumpy the rest of the night.

Levi

He hates being here

Him and Lucifer had a deal that he only had to come out of his room for school things, and this was not a ‘school thing’. Even if it was a school fundraising gala

He was counting on you to cause a scene and get you both kicked out so he could go home, but you’re not! You’re acting like such a…..normie!

Levi mopes for the rest of the night by the water fixture. Missing his tub.

Satan

Nervous about being here, as some of his favorite authors are attending, and desperately wants you to behave

Though he likes your jokes and teasing ways, there is a time and place for everything

A black tie event where he can shake hands with some of the greatest literary minds is not one of them

Satan follows you around most of the evening, making sure you don’t cause problems, and is pleasantly surprised by your decorum

He smiles at your ability to restrain yourself, which to him is a virtue, and finds himself loving you more

Asmo

If anyone loves a party & a good time, it’s Asmo

He can’t wait to see what you’ll be wearing, and how you’ll cut any unfashionable person to the quick

But, just like your outfit, you’re classically charming to all the guests and make the best impression

Asmo will coo at your dignified behavior. Finding a new side of you to love

He does miss the devilish way you also act though

Beel

Really only here for the free food. Beel likes parties but having to wear a suit makes him uncomfortable

At least you're there to cheer him up. He always thinks your mischievous ways are funny, and make him smile

He parks himself next to the buffet table and waits for the fun to start

When it doesn’t come, and he sees you talking to people like a charming party guest, he gets a little sad

You’d rather spend time with those people than hanging out by the dessert chocolate fountain all night? Ok….

Belphie

He really hates this

No one dislikes crowds, loud noises, or uptight social gatherings than Belphie. And he thought you were the same.

He thought that your devious behavior at school meant that you were alike in your hatred of the establishment. Kindred spirits.

Seeing you talk and laugh with these….fools made his blood boil

So he spilled off when no one was looking (no one ever paid attention to him anyway) to sulk and eventually fall asleep in the garden

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scenecipriano · 2 months

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Time Stands Still (4)

Chapter Three: A Pleasure to Meet You!

TW: swearing, kind of animal death, hints of racism (its the rural south in the 30s so-), mentions of segregation

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With the news of Lucifer’s upcoming arrival to the hotel, Alastor can’t say that he’s too excited about it. The sudden appearance of the king of hell himself was not in his plan, having the man around could ruin his plan of having Charlie nullifying his contract. The feeling of being someone else’s puppet was infuriating and this had been all thanks to that half portion wet sock, Vox.

If only the square headed imbecile knew of Alastor’s predicament, he was sure the idiot would be laughing at him. The great Radio Demon was rendered to being someone else’s puppet, he was supposed to be the puppeteer, he was supposed to be the one in control.

“Charlie!!”

Alastor glances over to the door, his smile beginning to strain as he sees Lucifer stride inside. He hates how the man struggles to even utter one compliment on his daughter’s project.

“Oh! What in the unholy hell is THAT,” Lucifer exclaims as he points towards the bar Alastor had set up.

“Just some of the renovations we had done, adds a bit of color! Don’t you think?”

Alastor relishes in the confusion painted on the demon king's face.

“And you are?”

Lucifer jumps when Alastor materializes behind him, “Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you sir, quite a pleasure!”

Quite a pleasure indeed.

When Vox comes to he can’t help but groan, the bastard never said that going back in time would fucking hurt. Slowly he blinks his eyes open, squinting when the rays of the sun blinds him temporarily. He places his hand on his face as he sits up, another groan slips out as he places his hands on his lap.

He’s met with flawless pale skin and short blunt nails, Vox blinks in shock, his mouth hanging open.

“What the fuck…”

“Well, I believe I should be asking you the same thing, mister! Not every day you see someone like yourself on this side of the bayou.”

Vox looked up sucking in a breath through his teeth, a man with mocha colored skin was standing in front of him. His hair was short, but styled in the way he remembers some jazz musician always did with his own hair. The guy had on a white button down with black pants and suspenders. He expects to see a pair of loafers on the man’s feet, but instead he’s wearing a pair of rain boots.

“What’s the matter? First time seein a colored person? Cause judgin from how you’re staring at me that what it seems like!”

Vox shakes his head and chuckles softly, “Ah… No, no this isn’t my first time seeing a black person. I just um…probably hit my head or something.”

The man offers him a hand, the smile on his face sending a jolt of recognition down Vox’s spine. He hesitantly takes the hand offered, he doesn’t miss how the man’s smile widens as he helps him stand.

“Now that you’re up right I best introduce myself! Mama would have my head if she knew I was being rude.”

Vox watches as the man bends down to pick up a bucket that sat by his feet, he could see the bodies of bull frogs inside of it.

“The name is Alastor! A pleasure to meet you!” He exclaims as he extends his free hand to Vox.

He hesitates for a moment before taking Alastor’s hand, giving it a firm shake as he does.

“Victor, a pleasure to be meeting you as well.”

“Mimzy!” Alastor exclaims as he makes his way over to the little blonde demon. He pulls her into a hug, it’s been so long since he’s seen his good friend!

“Al- What the hell,” Mimzy starts.

Alastor’s appearance had flickered for just a moment, at first the Radio Demon stood before her, but then… then the real Alastor had been there in his spot, for just a split second.

“What’s the matter my dear? You look as if you’ve seen a ghost!”

She ignores the sound of the laugh track her friend plays, she knows what she saw. She glances over to Husk at the bar, even the grumpy cat saw what she had noticed.

“As much as I’d love to catch up, Charlie and I have a tour to continue!”

Mimzy watches her friend in silence as he and Lucifer bicker, she waits until the three of them disappear upstairs before turning her attention to Husk.

“Please tell me you saw that too, pussycat?”

“I did,” Husk starts before glancing at the stairs, “And I don’t think it’s anything good.”

Vox makes sure to keep his distance from Alastor, the man seems harmless, but he’s heard stories of how the future demon was a serial killer before he died. He wasn’t about to let the bitch get one up over him when he’s this close from getting rid of him for good in Hell.

“So, Victor, where are ya from? If you don’t mind me askin, it’s just you don’t sound like you’re from these parts.”

Vox hesitates, he wasn’t sure what to exactly say in this situation. For fucks sake he hasn’t been human in nearly forty fucking years.

“I uh… I’m not. Er… Originally I’m from Chicago, but I’m um down here on a personal trip,” Vox replies.

Alastor looks back at him and smiles, “Well, you must allow my mother and I to treat you to a fine Louisanan meal! We’re havin frog legs with corn bread and a pot of fresh beans!”

Vox glances down at the bucket in the man’s hand again, well, it was good to know that the dead bullfrogs weren’t victims of Alastor being a damn psychopath. He’s not even sure if he’s ever had frog legs before, that was never a part of his mother’s Polish menu.

“Ah, I would greatly appreciate that! Can’t say I’ve ever had frog legs before, but I say it’ll taste amazing!”

He doesn’t miss the way Alastor beams at him, he wasn’t sure if that smile belonged to a serial killer or if it just belonged to a man that’s never met a nice white person before.

“And this here–”

“What’s going on with your voice,” Lucifer interrupts, “It sounds like a radio that goes from being crappy to actually audible.”

Alastor stops mid stride and looks down at the short king, his smile is strained at the edges. How can this man be royalty but yet be so uncivilized and rude.

“I don’t-,” He stops mid sentence and clears his throat, “I don’t know what you mean, sir! My voice is as eloquent as ever!”

He’s painfully aware that during that whole sentence his filter was gone, he gives Lucifer and Charlie a tight lipped smile as he simply gestures for them to continue with the tour.

If this is a cruel joke from his contractor then Alastor wasn’t laughing, it’s one thing to keep him from being at his best, but now the bastard wants to fiddle with the one thing he has control over?

Watching Alastor interact with his mother was like looking into a funhouse mirror. The man was a completely different person, he was happy and sweet to his mother. Giving the woman a helping hand with dinner while humming show tunes and pulling her into an impromptu dance.

It really makes him wonder just how a man this sweet and silly turned into something so sinister and terrifying. Oh, who is he kidding? Velvette was just like Alastor until she got into a fight on social media with a girl and made the mistake of meeting her for a fight. Sinner’s can be the sweetest most caring people alive, but somehow some way this shitty world they live in turns them inside out and into the very things their parents try to protect them from.

“Ya know, sugar if ya keep staring down into them beans you’re gonna make em boil again.”

He looks up and offers Alastor’s mother a small smile, “I apologize, Ms. Arceneaux. I tend to get lost in thought very easily, why that’s how your boy ended up finding me.”

Ms. Arceneaux tsk’s as she tears into one of the frog legs on her plate, she chews quickly and swallows.

“Darlin, Ms. Arceneaux is my mother, you can call me Tallulah. Any friend of my Alastor’s is a friend of mine.”

Vox has to stop himself from grimacing at the word friend, this may not be the Alastor he knows and hates, but even calling this version of his enemy his friend made him want to gag.

“Say, Victor?” Alastor starts as he dabs his mouth clean with a napkin, “How would you like to join me at Johnny’s tonight? My friend Mimzy is having a show there and she loves seeing new faces in the crowd.”

“Why, I would love to! It’ll feel nice to be in the company of a friend.”

“And this is mine and Char-” Alastor stops mid sentence, a wave of dizziness washes over him as he catches himself against the wall.

“Alastor!” Charlie cries as she rushes over to support him.

She watches in horror as his appearance flickers, for a moment gone was the Radio Demon she’s come to know and care for, in his place was a human. A human who looked pained and so confused about what was going on.

“How long has he been doing that?” Lucifer asks.

Charlie looks at her dad, barely catching Alastor changing back to how he normally looks.

“I-I…I don’t know, Al? Do you know when this started happening?”

Alastor looks down at her, his usual red eyes now dark brown. He furrows his brows and forces his smile to grow wider.

“I have no idea what you mean, my dear! Come, let us…continue…”

His appearance flickers again, this time the human stays a bit longer. Charlie glances at her father and notices the concern and dare she say fear that danced in his wide eyes.

“Charlie, keep an eye on him. I’ll be back, I’m going to find out what’s going on, okay?”

Her dad is gone within a blink of an eye, she looks at Alastor. His demon form back, but his smile was strained and looked as if he was in pain.

Vox was expecting Johnny’s to have been some type of jazz club, not a full speakeasy that was filled to the brim with drunken men both white and black. He looks to the stage and sees a fairly attractive white woman leaning against a piano. She had a red flapper dress, her blonde hair styled neatly not a single strand out of place.

“Don’t look so shocked, my good man! The one thing we seem to all get along about is our liquor! Come let’s have a shot or two before chatting with Mimzy, aye?”

Did Al and this Mimzy chick have a thing or something? Surely not, the demon he knows isn’t fond of touch, let alone thinking about doing something scandalous as sex.

After a few shots Vox wasn’t sure if he wanted to go through with this, meeting this Alastor showed him a different side but…

“I’m gonna make you wish that I’d stayed gone~.”

He can’t risk the chance of his entire empire falling because of one single person.

“Oh~! My my Alastor you didn’t say you’d be bringing mister tall, pale, and handsome with you tonight!”

Vox looks down and blinks, this must be Mimzy. The woman was much shorter up close than she had seem while on the stage.

“Well, that’s because it was a surprise to me as well, my dear! This is Victor, I met him today just daydreaming in the bayou, tell him Mimzy that ain’t no place to be losing his head!” Alastor laughs as he takes another sip of his whiskey.

“My daydreaming in the bayou? I’m surprised a gator didn’t get ya!”

Vox laughs nervously before finishing the rest of his own drink, “Ah, what can I say? My mind leaves me so easily.”

His reply falls on deaf ears as the two friends fall into easy conversation, he looks between the both of them. Wondering how he could possibly use this friendship to his advantage but how…

“Alright, everyone who isn’t white it’s time to get outta here, given ya the chance to leave peacefully before we decide to drag ya out.”

Vox hears a groan echo around the bar, a look of irritation flashes across the two friends' faces as Mimzy mumbles something about them going out back to finish their conversation.

A smirk comes to life on his face as he watches the two of them file out of the bar with the other men.

“ASTAROTH! You son of a bitch I know you’re in here!” Lucifer screams as he marches into the void. He’s not been here for almost a millenia and it's still just as creepy as he remembers it being.

“Why shout, Lucifer? This place is endless, but it does have an echo you know,” a bored female voice replies from his right.

Lucifer turns and comes face to face with emerald and gold eyes, he bares his teeth and grabs the front of Astaroth’s shirt. He hates how nothing phases this fucker, always looking him with that bored expression.

“What the fuck have you done?”

A smirk forms on their lips as they shift from their female form to their male form. Their eyebrows arched as they tilt their head to the side.

“Why, whatever do you mean?”

Vox waits in the dark of the alley, making sure to stay out of sight from the two friends. He hears them laugh and joke, watches as they share one final hug before Alastor takes his leave.

Mimzy leans against the brick of the alley and lights a cigarette, that’s when Vox makes his move.

“Don’t play fucking games with me, asshole! You’re doing this shit again, aren’t you?”

Lucifer shakes in rage when Astaroth lets out a laugh, it’s a laugh that still haunts the fallen angel’s dreams. A laugh that reminds him of how this very thing took away the one person he truly loved.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about! What am I doing, hm?”

Lucifer grits his teeth, he can feel the tears welling up in his eyes. It was seven years ago all over again, he had just wanted to see if he had done things differently that maybe just maybe this place wouldn’t be so bad…but…

“Y-You know.”

“I want to hear you say it.”

But…it had cost him his wife…

“You’re changing history…”

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mlobsters · 5 months

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supernatural s11e22 we happy few (w. robert berens)

why does lucifer keep dressing like cas now that the jig is up (i'm just really asking for the trench coat to leave the building) also grumbling when i see there's a pre-episode recap thing in the transcript because netflix just doesn't show them anymore, since s10

CHUCK I’ve missed a few… million… birthdays— LUCIFER Yeah, and the second your apes send a distress flare, boom. Daddy’s home. CHUCK That’s not what happened. DEAN Hey, these apes saved your ass. (LUCIFER scowls and snaps his fingers. SAM and DEAN look sick but quickly realize nothing happened.)

millions of birthdays, it's nice getting even a ballpark on the timeline the show is working with

LUCIFER Screw you. Screw all of you. (LUCIFER storms out between SAM and DEAN. When he’s left the room, CHUCK huffs and begins to leave as well.) CHUCK Kids, huh?

maybe he should call up jody, get some tips. dealing with grumpy angsty teens

god in the kitchen, making pancakes. okay. flashing that world's greatest dad mug again

i like her already

definitely most qualified people to be running a therapy session, they're such great communicators!!

LUCIFER No, you betrayed me. You gave me the Mark to lock her away, and when it changed me – when it did what the Mark inevitably does – you threw me away. CHUCK No, son. The Mark... you always cast a jaundiced glance at humans. The Mark didn’t change you. It just made you more of what you already were.

aha see i'd read that in fic, the thing about the mark making you more of what you already were re: dean and i wondered if that was fanon or canon. question answered!

LUCIFER You have any idea what it’s like to argue with your father when your father is God? (to CHUCK) Everything is a tautology with you. Everything is, “Because I told you so.” Everything’s, “It had to be done.” DEAN Pretty sure that’s all fathers.

okay that made me laugh

the trope of getting all the people scattered about who hate each other to work against a common enemy is a fun one. perkier way of having to get all these subplots to merge into the main than they usually do, so i'll take it

DEAN Right, but why keep her in play? So she can escape and we can go through this all over again? SAM Dean, what is this about? DEAN I – Nothing. Am I the only one thinking rational here? LUCIFER It's about her. Sam, it's about his girlfriend. DEAN Okay. Shut up. LUCIFER I mean, think about it. Dean Winchester meets the biggest evil in the universe, and he takes a pass? Come on. Now he wants Daddy to do what he couldn't. SAM Is he right? DEAN Oh, I'm not getting into it with him. Not gonna happen. LUCIFER Hey, Dean. Come on, what's good for the goose is good for the gander. We opened a vein for you two. DEAN I tried to kill her. (Flashback to DEAN stabbing AMARA only for the knife to shatter.) And it didn't work. CHUCK Maybe it didn't work because you didn't want it to work. Maybe you didn't want to kill her. SAM You want God to kill Amara because you don't want Amara to be killed? DEAN Yeah, maybe there's a part of me that just can't hurt her. But if she's already dead— SAM Then she's already dead. Right.

i don't understand. didn't sam already know this? if this not explicitly, sure seems like an obvious extension of this part of dean and him having a good quality, honest conversation about this in 11x13??

from s11e13 DEAN Standing here right now, every bone in my body wants to run her through. Send her back to that hole she crawled out of. But when I’m near her, I don’t know. Something happens and I can’t explain it, but to call it desire or love…it’s not that. I’m screwed man. We wanna kill the Darkness. We need to kill the Darkness. And I don’t think I can. I’m sorry to do that to you, ya know, but when it comes right down to it… SAM I got it Dean.

CHUCK Oh, yeah, I've been quietly rooting against you both for some time now. Although, I can't deny you're one of my guilty pleasures. ROWENA (giggles) Oh, God. CROWLEY (scoffs) Oh, God. DEAN All right, no flirting. And no fighting.

lol

SAM God and I talked about this. Someone needs to bear the Mark. DEAN Well, that should be me. I-I've had it before. I'm damaged goods. CHUCK Exactly. You've already been tainted. I can't transfer it to you. Sam volunteered.

what the fuck, bro

DEAN First Cas is making kamikaze side plans, and now you? You couldn't have talked to me? SAM We did talk. DEAN And what happens when the Mark turns you psycho, then what? SAM You lock me up where I can't hurt anyone and you throw away the key. DEAN Sam, no. SAM Dean, you told me you couldn't beat Amara, that it would have to be me. Well, this is it – me.

this seems so ridiculous. we have been down this path so many times. neither of them can tolerate the other one sacrificing their lives for the greater good. hello the trials, getting the mark off dean that caused all this mess. contrived messy conflict over the fucking mark again. trying to remember why he had the mark to begin with, to kill abaddon? they really need a better prison system

so everyone who's helping rowena got killed but rowena magically makes it out unscathed. boo. booo. i don't want rowena getting killed off or anything, but if you're gonna do all of them and not the recurring character... bleh.

kansas power corp with an atom logo would a nuclear power plant. mmmk

AMARA It was ego! You wanted to be big!

okay dramatic speech but this just made me giggle. uppies! i am not following this confrontation very well. i just don't caaare. glory of creation, grace, she felt it in dean, sure. but basically wants to wipe everything clean except dean soo doesn't matter. fun heisty vibes were very shortlived

guessing that really bad cg was lucifer popping out of cas. like, excuse me what is that

guess the brief angst over the mark was for nothing, which being i've never heard of it in relation to sam before, i should have known

thank you for mussing up her eye makeup a little. after getting blasted across the asphalt and passing out for an unknown period of time.

the added element of suspense when i don't realize this is a 23 episode season, not 22 :p dunno what's going on outside, but i guess the end times have pretty lighting. very 2016-insta ready

wiki

When the camera speeds through into Donatello Redfield's home, it is very reminiscent of the "rammo-cam" shots that director Sam Raimi would frequently use in the Evil Dead series.

funny, i mentioned a shot that reminded me of the evil dead series too - in 10x11 (different director though, this was john badham and 10x11 was phil sgriccia)

shaky over the shoulder pov cam thing in the opening giving me evil dead/army of darkness vibes. campy

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 11x22 #robert berens

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Chapter 3 : Equivalent Exchange

Summary : Even the simplest thing has cost.

Warning : None

Word Count : 1213

Notes : It’s almost 3AM! I should be sleeping but no. Brain doesn’t let me. So here I am blessing you with my sudden motivation and ideas.

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After that event with Solomon, Lucifer had forced Mammon to get you to HoL. You already tried to convince Lucifer to just let you go with Solomon because you don’t want to bother Mammon and his plan. Lucifer, the block-head he is, insists that you go with Mammon, reasoning it’s for ‘exchange student safety’ something.

If you didn’t have the sliver of common sense, you would have faced-off with Lucifer about how he is not your parent hence he does not have the right to choose how you commute. But alas, you just sit there in his office waiting for Mammon.

You arrived at HoL with a grumpy Mammon by your side. Unwilling to talk and left you just as you both arrived.

‘I might need to give him something as a “sorry, but I tried”.’

You sigh to yourself and leave for your room. Before you get there though, Leviathan decided to do another ambush.

“YOU! Human!”

“Hm?”

“You will do something for me. You must make a pact with Mammon and make him pay his debt!”

“... I don’t have any reason to do so.” you continue your walk to your room.

“YOU WILL! BECAUSEINEEDTOBUYTHISLIMITEDRURICHANFIGURINENOW ORIWON’THAVEANOTHERCHANCE!!!” He kept on going with his reasons while following you. You refuse to submit to his request and Leviathan keeps on being determined to get you to make a pact with Mammon. You stopped at your door and looked Leviathan eye to eye.

‘He won’t stop until he gets a yes... Based on the book I read, the best option to not be pushed around in this situation is to get yourself some time.’

“I will think about it. Until then you can wait.” you get into your room and Leviathan continues “I CAN’T WAIT!! IT’S LIMIT-”

“Then ask Lucifer for some!” you closed the door on his face. You lean back on the door and hears Leviathan mumbling “stupid human.” before going away.

‘He really do be acting like a child not given a candy.’

You go to change to a more comfortable clothing and continue with the day. The pact that Leviathan mentioned intrigued you so you try to find something about it. Bad news is, D3 doesn’t have a google equivalent so you had to go to the library to get some information.

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Saying HoL’s big is an understatement. It is MASSIVE. Sure Mammon did give you a tour, but it still took you half an hour to find the library.

‘They really need to put a floor plan somewhere.’ You ended up opening some doors that connects to an abandoned room covered with dust and cobwebs, a room filled with torture device like apparatus, and some of the brothers bedroom which you immediately close when noticing it is indeed a bedroom.

‘Who ever sleeps in that mess of a library, definitely LoVE BooKS.’ you laughed to yourself as you stroll around the ‘real’ library. Surprisingly there was no book that explained thoroughly what a pact is, only some mention about some humans and demons making them.

‘So… based on a short observation, a pact is always made between a human and a demon. From this pact the human will get some of the demon’s power. But at what cost?’

You come to the conclusion that Leviathan was just trying to get you to sell your soul to Mammon only to get his money back, because you know that there is no way power comes at no cost.

‘If you think it this way, wouldn’t the one that says the other is scummy is more of a scum themselves?..’

You decide to not think further about it and enjoy the peace that the library offers to draw some of the events that happen today.

2 hours passed as you doodled, Satan came into the library bringing some books. “Ah Mc, what are you doing in the library?” he walks over to you and takes a peek at your sketchbook, “I’m… doodling.”

You’re working on a doodle of Lucifer picking you up and you being mad.

“Did he do that to you?” Satan giggled.

“He did.” you look towards the books Satan held and ask him. “Do any of those books explain what a pact is?”

“Oh? You’re interested in making one?” Satan is surprised.

You looked Satan in the eye. “No… your brother Leviathan mentioned it and tried to force me to make one with Mammon. I would rather not jump into unknown territory unprepared. So I’m looking for some info.”

“Hmm… none of these books explain anything about pacts, but I could tell you instead.”

“... You will?” you’re unsure whether to accept the offer or not. You don’t want to bother Satan, he might have more important things to do. But Satan only nodded and took a seat next to you as he started his explanations.

A pact is made between a human and a demon. The human who made a pact with a demon will gain the demon’s power and control over its action, the cost of this exchange is decided by the demon. The most common exchange would be for the human soul to be held by the demon after death, but it’s not the only available option. The human could offer the demon other things, such as a sacrifice or what the demon’s most desired. It is very rare for a demon to make a pact with a human without a cost, but it is possible.

“The best analogy of it is, that a pact is a gift from a demon to a human. Most humans would need to buy it, but it is possible for a demon to just give one to a human.” you explain your thoughts in the most digestible way for you.

“Yes, that is the best analogy for it.” Satan smiles at you. “Now that I have given you that, you have to do something for me.”

You’re stunned but understand where that came from. “Heh of course… give and take… What is it that I have to do?” You smiles at him. Satan gave you a teared paper with a rough drawing of Lucifer riding a Unicorn and Diavolo in a princess dress. “Make that into chat stickers.”

You smiled to yourself “I have to say that is one good design. I’ll need 2-3 days to finish it but I’ll update you on every step of the progress.” you slip the rough drawing into your sketchbook.

“Great! Happy doing business with you.” He stands up and walks towards the door. “Oh yeah, a good reminder. Don’t just accept anything a demon gives you if you know what I mean.” He smiles as he walks out of the library.

‘And you question yourself why you would never ask for help, heh. Never had I ever been fooled so hard.’ you inwardly laughed at yourself.

You pack your sketch tools and leave the library. ‘I’ll need to ask Lord Diavolo if I can go back to my apartment to get my drawing tablets.’

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To your surprise, instead of getting permission to go back to the Human World Diavolo had sent you a new full set graphics tablet in less than an hour.

‘They are THAT SCARED of me Running AwAY AhaHAHhaha’

#obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obeyme satan #obeyme diavolo

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Annoyed Trek to Earth

The door clacked open and her ear twitched because the sound was not as smooth as usual. Not an urgent, fast opening and not a smooth slide of the mechanism in the lock. It was off and-

… she probably had spend too much time in those rooms to make such assessments.

She closed the book silently and took a careful look over the edge of the couch. Steps on this floor weren’t a real indicator for anything, but he was indeed alone.

But grumpy, judging by the scowl and the twitching corner of his mouth.

That was new?

Unfortunately, Asmodeus was on the way to the whiskey shelf - something she only knew from snooping. He had not yet resorted to that in her presence and…

“Welcome back home!” Raphael gathered her limbs – mostly feathery ones - and got off the couch.

He turned, annoyance still firmly lodged in his features until he recognized her – very fast, changed while stopped in his step and faced her - and put on his signature smirk: “Raphael, so pleasant to see you.”

Tilting her head, she pursed her lips and took a breath: “That… ah, thank you…”

He looked her up and down, then grabbed her by the shoulders, turned her in the direction he came from and started walking, somehow maneuvering around her wings: “You’re presentable. And welcome. Now, lets go. I need some air. And company.”

Her feet followed the indicated direction with only a minimal amount of resistance: “I… certainly look less presentable than you?” Currently shorts and one of his shirts were the only pieces of clothing at her disposal.

“You are ideally dressed for being led out of my bedroom and being an angel.” He sing-songed, opened the door and slid an arm around her waist, walking at her side.

Even after the last five weeks, she had to try – and fail – to calm down her heart beat at that “I… not what I meant. You… you look official today.”

His hand slid lower down her waist: “I assure you, I am much more ‘officially’ me the way you are used to seeing me.” He said, carrying a more playful tone. They continued to walk.

“And I do not doubt that,” Raphael said, looking around – this was hell. She was walking through hell, and there were demons – even some sinners – staring at them. With a wide variety of expressions. They also did their hell proud.

She shook her head and continued: “Did you… by any chance… meet with Lucifer?”

When his hand twitched and his smile froze the tiniest bit, she nodded once. Some things did not change, after all.

“… the bastard had the gall to chew me out for ‘not making my quota’, can you even believe that?” Asmodeus hissed through his teeth, less than pleased.

Raphael blinked a few times. Being open about it did change, then. “Really! Well, ‘no’ on so many levels, but… uh… how ‘official’ are you two, then? Right now?” A bit of an awkward question, but… better to know, before this universes Lucifer got angry at her.

The uncomprehending stare that looked back at her might did nothing to help her, after a few more seconds – walking slower, too -, he did answer: “I… am… officially the king of lust in his hell? But you knew that?”

“Uhm. I. You see. At my place. You- you two. Lucifer and you… you were… an item. Actually.” – Asmodeus brows wandered higher up on his forehead – “An exclusive item, actually,”

“Hah!” He barked out. And could apparently not help a laugh. After he calmed down, he wiped a tear from the corner of his eye: “You… you can’t be serious,”

“… ahm… I… I am, though,” it was quite a significant thing, even.

“Aw, angel. I mean… the ‘item’ is… remembering his old charisma? Maybe not entirely impossible, but the ‘exclusive’? Come on.” At least the mirth was back in his eyes. So it really was that ridiculous to him?

“You two never had… a bond?” Was it just a secret here?

Asmodeus snorted: “Oh. Please. Sure, he ‘sought me out’ regularly in hell’s early hours. Once blew smoke in his face after he told me that he was ‘proud I finally stopped with the cigarettes’. He ‘had always said so’ with a smug grin. And then he ran off in a childish tantrum.” He rolled his eyes: “And the tantrum continued, so… I’m glad he isn’t as horrific with politics.”

“Uhm.” It didn’t sound entirely unlike the Lucifer she knew. “… you… took on the majority of politics in my home. Co-Ruler and all.”

“Sounds stressful.” He scrunched up his nose.

“It is. Really. You did a great job, though. Whole of hell was following you due to charisma and politics.”

“Mmmmh,” he made a thoughtful noise, then leaned over, kissed her temple und slipped his hand under the hem of the shirt; “Seems like I made all the right decisions, then.”

She opened and closed her mouth, looked at the hidden hand on her skin and back at him and said: “Ahm… don’t you want to know…?”

His fingers ran along the hem of her shorts and he smiled: “No. Sounds awful. The whole ‘exclusive’ business made me miss out on you, too. Terrible mistake. Don’t want to hear one more word.”

And even though it was just empty words, she did feel terribly flattered… and her face hot: “Also my choice.” He nosed along her neck with a hum. “… and this is for show on the trek through your hell, isn’t it?” She still tilted her head to give better access.

“Two birds, one stone and all that.” He looked over to the portal of his hell. Lust was one of the light sins, earth might actually not be that far. “Enjoy it juuuust fine.”

The doors swung open to show the passage. Actual dirt. It WAS rather earth adjacent. And when they swung closed… and no curious eyes were looking anymore, he did not stop and her neck received a light nibble. It was terribly difficult to concentrate on walking: “Ah… where are we… going, actually?”

“Mmmmh?” He placed one last kiss before he let the disheveled angel recover a little: “Told you, need some air. We can see where the wind tells us to go on earth. That’s your thing, isn’t it?”

“It. Well… it is. Yes.” She looked over at him. “You are stressed out. You don’t need to make sure I’m good.”

With pity in his eyes, he snorted and said: “Angel… don’t overthink it. Just enjoy the time. I’ll also enjoy it more that way.” And he booped her nose. “… you angels don’t have free will since that long, do you?”

“… well… I have it since 13 years.” But with so many more memories.

He ruffled her hair: “That’s not that long. You’ll learn soon enough. Explains the reluctance, anyway. You don’t have to hold back. But… I’ll reassure you as much as you need, promise,”

And once again, it got way too close to her heart, so she said: “That’s a talent of yours, isn’t it? Saying exactly what a person needs to hear?”

“Well… after 6000 years, you have seen quite a lot, angel… 13 years don’t give you too much complexity. I could feel and do what I wanted the whole time. And… it’s not like I didn’t mean it.”

With the deepest blush yet, she accepted that she was terribly attracted to this… and shrugged: “Alright then. Thank you. And… how far along is it, still? I think a bit of air is good for both of us.” Even if he might get quite some amusement and distraction from the naïve angel already. Ah, it could not be helped.

“Just around the corner, now. One more portal and you can set foot on this universes’ earth. Welcome to a little bit less brimstone.”

She smiled. As much as she was used to being cooped up, it would be very nice to get a nose full of fresh air.

Almost without meaning to, she walked faster, somewhat dragging an amused hell lord with her.

For atmosphere – supposedly – he waited one more second before he snapped his fingers and the two wide doors opened themselves into a nondescript… tundra. From what it looked like, it should not exist, since there were no rock formations or something alike, it was simply… doors. In the middle of nowhere. Metaphysical things, surely: “Fun?” She pointed outside.

“It needs to be hidden somehow, humans can’t see the door.” Asmodeus shrugged. It was nothing special to him.

Glad to finally be able to feel the air around herself, she actually wriggled out of the slight hold her companion had on her and stepped eagerly toward the opening, all steady until she reached the actual limit and stepped into… light.

To turn into some unfeeling, blind, deaf and tasteless being without a sense of smell, only to be aware of everything a second later in a too intense fashion.

Raphael tried to blink the sensation away, which was not possible without eyes. Those… came back in the very next second. And these blinked. And the surroundings smelled of dry, sandy air (mixed with cologne. And musk. and the slightest bit of smoke.) Everything tasted new and coppery. The head felt full, but at least pain free. The last sense was hearing.

“Well, look at that.” Asmodeus said. The voice could be pinpointed. The source of voice could even be felt, with a sense completely forgotten for the last five weeks.

Turning towards the strong – so very strong – but contained aura was still obligatory.

Asmodeus walked in circles, looking with open and appreciative eyes.

Raphael looked down on Asmodeus, to see this. And that meant… he looked down on himself. Ah. Right.

Looking at the situation, he was back in his original form. Tall. Willowy. White (unnaturally so). Long, braided hair. Currently wingless – he could feel them, though. Thankfully also no halo in sight. And apparently clad in a toga. It came into existence with this body. Might as well happen.

Suddenly irritated, he looked around for the loaned shirt and moved a hand to let the wind bring it up into his hand. He closed it around the fabric. Which was… more difficult than summoning a gust of wind.

With a weak sigh, he returned his attention to Asmodeus, who still circled him without judgement, or at least thinking about it, before he made one. He did stroke his chin. And leaned his head this way and that.

“Is this not your preferred form?” He asked at last, slowly reaching out to take the angel’s hand in his own, thumb grazing lightly across his knuckles.

“I… well… it’s useful in some cases. It’s my default?” Once again, he was too sensitive to his touch. Unfortunately, his complexion certainly allowed for an easier read this time around. “… ‘m a proper angel again. ‘She’ … touched me. It’s very effective, regarding communication.”

He looked a bit miserable, and his hand twitched around Asmodeus’. Everything was a bit too sensitive. And at the same time didn’t feel alive. He could see the point of sometimes forgetting you are an angel… a bit more.

"... at least there is air and it's... a bit entertaining?" Right?

#mercuryreddies asmodeus #my raph xD #ItWasSupposedToCheerHimUp #1888 words

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