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emarttt · 1 year
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Poppy : Ah ! Ominis ! Was MC with you for diner? I haven't seen her anywhere...
Ominis : Sorry, I don't think she was. Perhaps you saw Sebastian ? He wasn't there either.
Poppy : ...
Ominis : ...
*Both of them running because they can't let these two alone for more than 5 minutes or the world's about to blow*
Part 2 of my little paper sketches :P
I tried to write their name the way I think they would do it as well !
And I love the fact Poppy and Ominis would be really good friends ! Like they're always here to stop Seb and MC from doing chaotic stuffs or calm things down when these two are arguing and nearly cursing each other *jk* (bc, yeah they got the same energy 💀)
(And again, Ominis, I love you, but your face is a pain in the ass to draw)
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give-grian-rights · 1 year
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Minecraft Worldbuilding Headcanons
-Players & Species
here is 1179 words of minecraft worldbuilding infodump
I would be spending several more hours working on this if I didn't cut it short here, so I might make a second part. But i'm.. kinda in finales week so I died today.
Included in this is references to some Minecraft YouTubers and their world building, namely Watchers, of the 2017 Evo SMP.
Feel free to use this for fics, art, comics, etc.
Includes headcanons for how Players work, are created, and function. Also how disabilities are accommodated!!!
Very simulation-esque. essentially my world building is as if The Sims were aware of what they are and they had access to make themselves god ig . cyber tech. yeah
Devs/Developers
The Devs/Developers are the first. As their world expanded, and the Universe grew, more of them would appear. They create the updates, design the Mobs, and ensure the future of their Universe; features, challenges and goals, for the Players to explore and use and learn from. The asexual creation of new Players. Purpose, for the Players to never get bored. Devs created the Watchers to manage the day-to-day of Players. Watchers fine-tune and teach the Mobs, kinda like playtesters, to give feedback to the Devs. 
The Devs determined what is and isn’t a Player, and what qualifies something to be a Player.
There are slips, and with malicious or ignorant intent, someone not given the right to be a Player slip through, as man-made creatures. Non-intended “Players” do not respawn, have Communicators (see: Players), or inventories.
Mob hybrids were added one by one, as they assured they could have a quality of life, and make changes as fit to allow them to be.Older Creeper hybrids may look different from younger ones, for example, as they fine-tune their process to make them have the healthiest, safest and most fulfilling possible life.
Devs rarely spend time with any Players. The ones they do speak with are usually first generation, very old Players.
Watchers
(About Me: Watchers are god-like beings featured in an SMP known as Evo. They filled the role of overseers, and are typically interpreted to be the personification of the two things that speak to you in the End Poem. In the series, they were morally-neutral, punishing Players who did wrong, and awarding others. They put them through tasks and challenges, and led them to a series of portals that would take them through time, to new updates. The series started in the first version of Minecraft that featured servers. Nearly everything wrote is from my own worldbuilding or the fanon of others, as there is very little known about them in canon.)
The Player are made from the Universe, and made of the same code, but Watchers  ARE the Universe. They don't make the Players, but they make the Mobs that roams in each world. They oversee upcoming updates. There are only two Watchers who are the true Universe, the ones we see in Evo SMP, all other Watchers are “hired”/recruited based on their morality, strength, perseverance, or sometimes just sheer entertainment. Sometimes, in a situation of Permadeath, the Players that meet their standards are given the opportunity to expand their life and purpose by becoming a Watcher. They are taught the true Universe, the meaning of it all, and the power to manipulate it into life and love. Watchers can also turn animals into Players, and do so in the scenario that a world is deleted/abandoned by all of it’s occupants.
The head Watchers are the two that speak to you, the Player, during the End Poem. They are a bit disconnected but well-intentioned. They enforce laws, and assign Watchers to every Server and world to ensure it’s safety. The Old Watchers (as I’ll dub them) are god-like, and are the only ones that typically speak with the Devs on a regular basis. Not all Watchers are good. Some are centuries old, Players-turned-Demi-Gods who have watched all they love die or age. As such, their mentality may begin to crumble.
Those who are Watchers, stop aging. They no longer can scar, and all injuries are cured on respawn. The state of their body from before being transformed remains the same. For example, bad vision, scars, and hearing lost remain. Their body is frozen from where they left off. Temporary ailments, such as bags under eyes, scratches, bruises, etc. can still occure.
They have the ability to shapeshift, but it is something that takes effort, and can be blocked by Servers. Watchers can toggle between their Player form, where they left off when they were human, or in a Spectator-like form. Think biblical angel. Thick bird-like wings, that can come in a plethora of numbers.
The state of their Watcher form is determined typically by their mental or emotional state.
Watcher Form
Cool & Collected: One set of wings, long and angular with slick feathers. Appear in the vision of others like a foggy outline in the mist. Eyes covered by a mask.
Stressed & Anxious: One-Three set(s) of wings, feathers bristled and messy. Purple glow around the edge of the mask, and outline of eyes appear around them. Can appear shadow-like.
Angry & Upset: One-Six set(s) of wings, outstretched with a shimmery-crystal like appearance. Halo of eyes around their head. Their real eyes can also be seen glowing underneath the mask. Visual distortion to any that see's them in this state, like a graphical glitch.
Player Form Capabilities
Their eye color is now a hazy purple-gray. Similarly to their Watcher form, experiencing emotions can cause their eyes to turn to a more vibrant purple, and become illuminated.
They can shapeshift their form. If a Player was a hybrid before it's conversion to a Watcher, their traits remain. Their Watcher Form hides these features, and they can also be hidden or altered by their shifting.
Purple wings are always part of them, becoming part of their default form.
Wings can be altered while shapeshifting. Length, width, color, feathers vs scales, etc. are all able to be changed, but they always must remain part of them. Their size can, however, be made small enough to disguise them and appear human.
Wings, tails, hair length, hair color, ears, and clothes are all that can be manipulated. Unlike wings, hybrid Players can completely shift their tell-tale features away.
Players
Qualifications to be a Player
Cognitive Ability
Awareness of self (pain, desire, etc.)
One limb or more capable of holding and manipulating an item
Land mobility
Ability to care for one's own needs (The children of Players are not registered as Players until they reach that milestone. At ages six-eight, they obtain that status. Dependent on the age and maturity of a hybrid/non-human species)
Capable of Respawning
If all are met, they are registered as a Player. Being a Player comes with a Communicator, the main system to access the greater Universe.
Communicators
Communicators offer: Settings, server-list, world creation, texting/messaging, video calling, basic/generic social media
Players join a Server or world by selecting their desired location, and placing it on an unlit netherportal frame.
Communicators are not breakable, and are tethered to a player. They hover, teleport, follow you, and if you do "break it", like shattering it, it respawns. They are an extension of yourself, that allows you greater control in the Universe.
Communicators are the access point for Inventories. Inventories are a pocket-dimension, which you access through the Communicators Graphic User Interface. Breaking items drops them as a digital, or holographic image on the floor. Stepping or touching it will automatically collect it, and put it in your Inventory.
Players are capable of overwriting the inventory, by turning off the setting. Doing so will make it so your tools do not react how they typically wood, and work as real-world items. However, it also means physically carrying them and real manual labor.
Anthro/Animal Players
In the situation of a world/Server being deleted, Watchers and the Universe will pick the most interacted-with animal(s), and the ones that witnessed the most behavior of a Player, and the former mob(s) will take the Player's place. They are warped and made humanoid to fit the previously mentioned criteria.
The longer they were a pet/companion to the Player(s) the more memories of their time as a Mob they’ll remember. Most forget overtime, and will take on the memories of their Player/owner believing them to be their own. 
Spawned
While Players can be born, they can also be spawned by Devs or Watchers. Players can be created anywhere from the ages of 8 and up. They will spawn (typically) in a single player world of their own, an assigned Username, and the knowledge that they're meant to survive and discover.
Hybrids
Hybrid Players are typically Mob and Human to qualify, but that's not always the case. There can be double or triple Mob hybrids, without Human, though uncommon. Hybrid Players can be born from two Human parents. In the case of a Player becoming pregnant, The Universe has a small chance of giving the baby a Hybrid-feature to make it more inclined to their surroundings. Hybrid Players are more common for Spawned, but both is possible. Two Hybrid Players of different species typically ends up with the child being one or the other, not both, but it can happen.
Usernames
Usernames for Spawned are automatically assigned, but can be changed.
Usernames for Players who are born, is a prompt given to them the day the world considers them a Player. At this time, their parent typically have given them a name. Their Username typically contains said name, but with alterations/additions. These Usernames are chosen by the Player, however, and as such can at-times be completely unrelated. That is their legal name.
Disability
Accessibility was painstakingly given to ensure every Player could live a life. Devs do not oversee the creation of every single person. They allow them to live, make mistakes, etc. and do not want every Player the same. There is assistance and accessibility for the hearing and seeing impaired, limited mobility folks, etc.
Deafness
Subtitles on their Communicator act as you imagine they would. Only seeable in your eyes, is a small black box in your peripheral that describes the sounds around you.
Visual indicator of where a noise is coming from. Each line in the Subtitles has a corresponding color, and an arrow of the same color, small and in the peripherals, that point towards its direction until it fades. Able to be turned off.
Blindness
One small earplug that narrates your surroundings. It gives the distance between you and a Player/Mob, the amount of blocks you’re looking at and what they are, the registered Username of a Player, etc. Warnings for steps up and step down.
The option to describe a Player (hybrid, hair and hair color, eye color, etc)
Some use a guide cane, or can train a mob to be their guide.  Some prefer the narration and can navigate through life fine that way.
Mobility
Using your Communicator, you can transform something into a wheelchair, crutches, cane, etc. In doing so, Servers will automatically allow you to keep them on/with you. It does not take space in the inventory. They are fully customizable by the Player.
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My MC Headcanons (Piglins)
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General Piglin Headcanons
• Piglins are simultaneously communal and independent creatures. They have communal housing that is hidden underground, since the further down they go the closer to the void they get and the colder it gets. Which, in the Nether, is the most optimal place for any non flame resistant mob to set up base. It’s also almost impossible to enter a piglin commune without being killed on the spot. If you thought bastions were dangerous to enter then it would be best to avoid piglin communes at all cost.
• Piglins also raise their young as a group, with each member of a ‘circle’ rearing the ‘piglings’ together once they’re old enough to walk around on their own. But before that, when piglings are still small enough to need milk, their ‘sows’ tend to them mostly as a pair. And both male and female piglin parents can produce milk for their farrow, to ensure one parent isn’t taking on the taxing activity by themselves.
• Now gold. The thing that Piglins are notorious for coveting. The gorgeous metal that will stop any piglin in its tracks just so it can gaze upon it, even if it’s full on aggro at the time. Piglins are smart, gold is a valuable resource, it's a naturally magical conductor and enchants easily (not true for all metals/minerals, emeralds are almost impossible to enchant). Piglins also figured out gold’s healing and medicinal properties long before humankind. If it weren’t for them then who knows how long we’d have gone without golden apples?
• Now on to Brutes. The strongest Piglin kind has to offer. And this is no coincidence. Brutes go through insanely hard training to get their titles once they’ve entered maturity. And they endure that painful training to protect their communes, which are always either directly under or within walking distance of the bastions they guard so fiercely. The bastion is actually sort of a red herring somewhat to trick any non Piglins (aka players) into thinking they got the prize so okay yes they can leave now, goodbye. Very clever of the Piglins.
• And speaking of bastions (and gold in general), the reason Piglins become so aggressive when they catch anyone taking from chests (besides the obvious, you know damn well those things aren’t yours) or mining gold is because Piglins have a ritual that they believe must be done before the acquisition of divine gold can be completed. It’s not a long ritual, it’s actually just saying a simple phrase in their native tongue, before accepting the gold/item. 
• The closest version of this we all (the players) have is when we say thank you when someone gives/gifts us something. We don’t think much of the act of them saying thank you really, it’s seen as quite insignificant... until it’s not there, then it’s a big deal. Now say we as a society placed an almost religious value on the act of saying thank you.. and suddenly the aggression Piglins show isn’t so strange.
• Their diets are omnivorous is nature, consuming almost anything they can chew and swallow. They’ve even been known to cannibalize their own kind under extremely harsh conditions. But when things are normal they’re known to eat a wide variety of foods, including but not limited to; Hoglin meat, Strider meat, Magma cubes, crimson fungus, warped fungus, and more. Needless to say, food sources are limited in the hellish dimension known as the Nether. So being picky isn’t really an option if you want to survive.
• And speaking of the Nether’s harsh climate, Piglins require water to survive, unlike most mobs in their dimension. Which sounds impossible to anyone who ever set foot there since water evaporates the moment it’s dispersed (aka tossed from a bucket). But water isn’t totally alien to the Nether. Without water fungi cannot grow or reproduce, so there is in fact water in the dimension. So in order to acquire water Piglins must harvest the giant fungi before filtering out the water from them so they have drinking water.
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sleepywitchlory · 7 months
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Sebastian: You’re drinking it again.
Lory: What?
Sebastian: This damn pumpkin jouice. You will turn into a pumpkin yourself if you continue drinking that stuff.
Lory:*looks at him*
Lory:*looks at her pumpkin juice*
Lory:*drinks her pumpkin juice*
Imelda: *walks by* Hey, is your face getting orange?
Lory: W-What?! *feels around her face*
Sebastian:*laughs* Aaw, my little pumpkin.
Lory: That’s not funny! You’re mean, both of you! Typical Slytherin!
Imelda: Says the hufflepuff who is dating a Slytherin and is best friend with Slytherins…
✨A short story about how Lory got her Nickname „Pumpkin“ from Sebastian✨
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fire-hashira · 9 months
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Uta!mc would totally let Mammon use her devil fruit powers for his scams
them taking a shit ton of RAD students to a concert in her virtual world away from Lucifer, exams, and everything else, worth the price.
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zephyrchama · 25 days
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Falling asleep in one of the House of Lamentation's common rooms can be a gamble. At best, somebody kindly carries you back to your room and tucks you in. Or maybe they leave you where you were, but drape a jacket or blanket over you.
Sometimes they go overboard, and you wake up with too many blankets. It's sweltering hot and excessively heavy. You thought the brothers were just being supportive in a weird way until Mammon accidentally revealed everyone is trying to break the record of 23 blankets and three duvets.
Sometimes you wake up with a full manicure and facial in progress. Asmo likes the practice.
Sometimes you wake up wearing Lucifer's reading glasses or Mammon's sunglasses. The Anti-Lucifer League must have thought you make a good hiding spot.
Sometimes you wake up with fresh food next to you. Particularly if you fell asleep near mealtime. The strong smell of Devildom cuisine rouses you awake, and you catch Beel trying to tip-toe away.
Sometimes you find... offerings. Bottled tea, or sticker sheets, or a coin placed on your cheek. Levi started taking pictures and in thanks decided to make a shrine dedicated to his idol (you).
Sometimes they draw on your face. The first person to do so will leave a marker for anyone else who happens to feel creative. You've woken up with whiskers, a mustache, fake eyes drawn over your eyelids, money signs drawn on your eyelids, swirls and hearts, a goatee, a big unibrow, and you're pretty sure the twins are the culprits behind a game of tic-tac-toe.
Sometimes you get notes. Simple reminders, or a notice that Lucifer's left the house so please make sure to check that everyone's behaving when you wake up. Occasionally you wake up completely covered in post-its with silly messages.
Sometimes you get kisses. They leave no trace, unless their sender gets carried away and sticks around.
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solomiracle · 4 months
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lucifer catching you doing something stupid and he calls you endearing names/compliments you but in the most exasperated tone
"i trust you're not plotting my downfall with satan and belphie again, right, my beloved lamb?"
"you, the one who outshines all the stars in the sky... the one who takes my breath away with just a glimpse... are seriously going along with mammon's pyramid sceme?"
"my love, my reason for living, my light, my heart, my soul. explain to me why half of the room has been blown up."
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lovetei · 10 months
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Things that the citizens of the Devildom witnessed that will prove that this Human have the characters at their beck and call
Versions: The Brothers, Side characters
Warnings: Gender neutral pronouns for MC, Cussing, Slight yandere themes (Belphegor, Asmodeus)
Links: Masterlist
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LUCIFER
This demon likes sticking to rules
Running on hallways? Detention
Eating during class? Detention
Not paying attention to class? Detention
No one is safe...
Except for one person.
The cafeteria if filled with loud noises, your voice shouting profanities to another demon specifically.
Everyone listening to the argument feels like they're stomach is about to burst out of nervousness because "What if Lucifer randomly comes in and put all of us is detention because we just stood by and didn't do anything to stop the fight?!"
And he did.
But what surprised them is that he didn't shout or anything, he just stood there for a few second and scanned the crowd looking for one of his brothers.
Spotted Mammon and came close to him before whispering something among themselves.
And then he just stood there
Doing nothing
As if it's just fucking okay to let a human, the exchange student at that, to scream and curse a demon because he won't cooperate into this project.
And when the demon started cursing back at you, the rules are suddenly so strict as if cussing will cause the end of the 8 rings of hell.
The demon is sent to detention, removed from the group, suspended, and many more.
And who knows? Maybe you pulled just a few strings to have that demon expelled.
But what the citizens sure know is that they never saw anyone again after talking to MC like that.
MAMMON
It was cute
Mammon would do anything for you, no matter how big or small it is.
One day, Mammon was spotted running around the halls of RAD.
Looking like he's getting chased by Lucifer, again.
But surprisingly, he's not.
He's just running around the school fetching your fan, notebooks, bag, pens, water or some snacks.
One time, you two were put in a group for this project and were talking about it with your other group mates.
Then you hit him with a "Mammon, I left my notebook on my desk in the potions class, can you fetch it for me?"
With just a blink of an eye, Mammon who was leaning on your shoulder just a few minutes ago is gone.
And with another blink of an eye he's there again with your notebook on his hands then he's back to leaning on your shoulder again as if he didn't just go to the other side of the school for a notebook.
LEVIATHAN
He's introverted
He won't go out his room if it's just for some lame party
I also headcanons for him to be the most unseen brother
Or like him having the smallest amount of photo and information online because he just won't go out.
Yeah, he won't go out if it's just some small, lame party but if Diavolo hosts it, what exactly can he do?
"Do you think the avatar of envy will attend this party?"
"Ha! No way... Lord Leviathan won't attend small parties or gatherings like these unless Lord Diavolo hosts it himself."
"Lord Leviathan really has a high standard when it comes to gatherings..."
And then poof
He's there
Beside you
A happy go lucky sheep beside a gloomy snake
What a match
And if you ask him why he would attend such gatherings when it's totally not even his style he would just go like "MC."
"What can I do? MC really wants to see the fireworks display."
"MC wants me to escort them."
So they got the hint on how to make Levi attend gatherings, either have Diavolo host it or invite MC too.
SATAN
He's angry
But not angry enough to yell when MC is around
Man's can go from 👹 to ☺️ real quick as soon as he felt MC's prescense
He doesn't know why too, but whenever he yell while you're around he thinks he'll fall out of favor
"WELL MAYBE IF YOU'RE SO PERFECT THEN WHY DON'T YOU GO AROUND WHILE YOU HAVE YOUR HEAD FAR UP YOUR ASS- Oh, Hi MC? How are you?"
He'll talk so sweet in front you and then when you turn around you can see some veins popping out of his neck and forehead.
And if he can't really handle it and went berserk in your prescense another scary yet amazing thing you can is to put your hand on his body.
Shoulder, head, neck, wrist, arm, wherever it is.
Just pat him or link your arms with him and he will start to calm down.
ASMODEUS
People headcanon him to like it when you're obsessed with him but I think he's more obsessed to you.
Like he's down bad
You can do anything and he'll literally fawn all over it
"Look at the way they run their hands through their hair!"
"Look at how they work!"
"The way they hold that fork is so graceful~"
Literally, you're the only person that comes to his mind when someone said pretty
Except for himself of course
But I swear, whenever someone caught him staring at you the atmosphere gets so thick
You don't even know why but the atmosphere is heavy and the air suddenly smells so sweet
And those heart in his eyes, the way his pupils dilate
Yeah, you have this man worshipping you alongside himself
BEELZEBUB
Other than the fact that he's actually willing to share his food with you
He's willing to help you in any physical works
Like lifting up things, carrying your stuffs and sometimes even running errands for you
I mean, he actually doesn't do it a lot because Lucifer actually asks Mammon for this stuff because the things Lucifer needs to be done is a little...
Shady?
And he doesn't want to taint Beel's innocence.
So now since you're already a part of the student council when Lucifer needs to have something important finished but it requires physical work.
You and Beel will be partnered
And he doesn't have anything against it either
He likes it so much when you command him to do something actually
I mean, he's tall and buff but Lucifer won't ask him to do anything that includes hard labor except taking care of Belphegor
So you actually helping him make use of all those muscles made him feel a tinge of happiness
He feels like he's actually of use :)
BELPHEGOR
This little brat
He would kill for you and he means it
He's not scared to spill blood on broad daylight as long as it's for you
Someone bothered you? Dead
Oh this person annoyed you? Taken care of
Aw~ He told you you're cute and asked you out on a date? That's sweet! Dead.
He's just like that
He won't tolerate anyone who dared disrespect you
And Lucifer won't even put a stop into this
"I mean, Devildom is quite overpopulated and we don't want anyone disrespecting Lord Diavolo's plan on bringing the three realms together now." Is what he reasons everytime.
Oh, he also wakes up on command as long as it's you.
Lucifer and his brothers could be shaking him like he's dead and he won't even bother to open his eyes
But if you just pulled a "Belphie? Good morning..." Oh dear, he's wide awake and clinging to you.
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azlrse · 4 months
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– basically idia's married life with mc
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random-twst-things · 5 months
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Mc/Y/N/Yuu: Goodnight moon.
Mc/Y/N/Yuu Goodnight tree.
Mc/Y/N/Yuu: Goodnight ghosts that only I can see.
Ace: We can see the ghosts too ya know?
Mc/Y/N/Yuu, turning around very slowly to face Ace:
Mc/Y/N/Yuu: Let me feel fucking special for once okay? 🙂
Ace: ...okay, so-rry 🫤
Mc/Y/N/Yuu: As I was saying *Turning around towards the big window*
Mc/Y/N/Yuu: and goodnight to the tall man with horns who watches me sleep every night
Ace, whipping his head around so fast he could break his neck: IM SORRY, THE WHAT?!
Malleus, outside the window: Goodnight my child of man ☺️ *waving*
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Dividers from @/cafekitsune
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leonideez · 1 year
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After the initial shock and sadness of the brothers realizing that MC will die one day; I think i’d be funny if MC jokes about and and uses it as leverage occasionally.
Lucifer: MC your grades are horrible you need to work on the assignments that have been given to you
MC: i’m going to die one day and you’re going to be sad about all of the times i could have been happy and yet you made me do schoolwork instead
Like MC being an absolute menace would be so fucking funny to me
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emarttt · 1 year
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I just know this is canon, try to tell me otherwise.
Also Ominis is next to Anne, head in his hand just tired by them
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meowsgirldrawing · 1 month
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Many Kisses~ (PolyAU! Obey me!)
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Note: I got no excuse for the last one, the demons just love their human too much <3 (And MC is just loving life)
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My MC Headcanons (Zombies)
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General Zombie Headcanons
• Zombies are a complex part of history. As far back as every historian is aware they have been there. Always a monster lurking in the dark, ready and all too eager to turn you into a snack, always a stumbling groaning cautionary tale to all those who see them. 
• But despite them being a common nightmare to deal with... nobody was quite sure WHY they exist. Nor how they even came to be. Who was the first person to become zombified? Where did the zombie virus even originate from? Nobody truly knows for sure. All we have are tall tales and folklore.
• But one thing we do know is that zombies crave ‘human’ flesh. Meaning they only see Villagers or Players as possible food sources, despite not technically needing food since they’re not alive. They have no desire to eat any kind of other meat source. Some scientists speculate that there’s something in them that can only be sated by the flesh of human-esque entities. Though the validity of this is still up for debate.
• Another thing we know is that the thing that actually turns human-esque beings into zombies is a type of virus. Specifically an airborne one that thankfully doesn’t effect any creatures in either the Overworld or the End. Though it is immediately fatal to Nether creatures upon internal contact (aka by breathing it in). 
• Scientists conclude that generations of genetic immune system strengthening is to thank for the fact that Overworlders/End Beings being immune. Currently the only way for a Villager or a Player to contract the Zombie Virus is through the skin directly, aka with a bite or zombie blood transfer through any kind of scrape or cut.
• Zombies also seem to have a much lower brain function than your average bipedal aggressive mob. The only thing that seems to drive them is the desire for player/villager meat. They don’t seem to have any kind of survival instinct in place to keep them 'alive’. It’s common knowledge that luring a zombie into the sun is the easiest thing to do. While other hostile mobs avoid the things that hurt them, zombies do not. 
• Instead they will stand there and burn until they perish if a human they caught sight of is out in the sun. However skeletons (who also burn in sunlight) have been seen seeking shade or bodies of water when the sun is out, to avoid death, regardless on if they were attacking a human previously. Proving they have a sense of survival.
• And while it’s been scientifically proven that there’s some part of the individual’s soul left in each zombie, whatever is left is so fractured and incomplete that they cannot recognize or function in any way how they did when alive. That is why it is common practice to quickly take out any turned loved ones, lest you fall to their attacks. The less time you give yourself to feel pain over their tragic death the smaller the chance you’ll succumb to your grief. You have to kill them, no matter who they were to you.
• It is the kindest thing we can offer these poor wretched creatures now.
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daytaker · 4 months
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The Gang React to You Falling Asleep on Them
Lucifer
*deep sigh that speaks volumes to how difficult it is for this man to get any sleep, and here you are, conked out on his shoulder...*
If you don't wake up within a few minutes, he'll have no choice but to move. He is not the sort to be so sentimental that he can't bear the thought of disturbing your precious sleeping face. Of course, he won't be an asshole about it; he'll be careful and try not to wake you up. He might even drape his jacket over you for your nap.
But only if he doesn't need it.
Mammon
"Hey, my arm's gettin' a little stiff, can I just-- ...ah."
Oh. Ah. Alright. Cool. This is happening. Hmm. Damn. Not super comfortable, and it's kinda inconvenient to be trapped here, but, pshh, what's he supposed to do, wake up a sleeping human? He's heard that can lead to...cardiac arrest, or something. He ain't gonna murder you just to move a little sooner.
You did not just start snuggling him in your sleep. Did Mammon score today or did he score today? Too bad his arm's starting to fall asleep, but, well, nothin' in life is free.
Leviathan
"What...? WHAAAAAAT?" (But only in his brain. He doesn't want to wake you up. Mammon says that can lead to cardiac arrest in humans.)
He's pretty sure he's the one who's going to keel over from heart problems at this rate. He hadn't even realized you were getting sleepy. Are you bored watching him tackle this single-player old school RPG? Did you hate it all this time and you never even mentioned it?! Why is your face so close?! Do you not have any idea the kind of mental torture you're putting him through right now?!
Deep breaths, Levi. Deep breaths. This happens in anime all the time. It's...usually a good thing! It means that the main character and their love interest are tripping all the right flags, and... and how long is this scene going to last? Those scenes almost always end with the two still on the couch, then they skip to the next day or something. How long is he going to have to just sit here... suffering...?
After about ten minutes, he's reached his limit and he gently shakes you awake. He is so embarrassed that he insists you go to bed now, and he will not take no for an answer. Good night. Goodbye. *door slams*
AAAAHHHHHHHHH.
Satan
"Hm? Have you been getting enough sleep...?"
Satan would be very pleased with the situation, though probably less intensely excited than Mammon. He'll make whatever small adjustment is necessary for his comfort, then settle in and read for as long as it takes you to wake up. He feels very warm and fuzzy. It's nice. Hopefully you do this more often. But he should really ask you about your sleep schedule. Levi must be forcing you to stay awake too often.
Asmodeus
"Aww, aren't you adorable?"
This is precious. He needs to document it. As soon as he realizes what's happening, he'll carefully pull out his D.D.D., making sure not to wake you up, and start snapping pics. A few of you, a few dozen selfies with you, a few with him pretending to be asleep too, and then a perfect shot of him kissing your forehead. Grammable as fuck.
Er... is that drool he can see in one of those photos? ...You're going to have to wake up. You can't just drool on his brand-name jacket.
Beelzebub
"Oh."
He's used to people falling asleep on him, so this doesn't really throw him for much of a loop. However, he's a bit more careful of waking you up. He knows that if he wakes Belphie, he'll just fall back asleep within a few seconds, but you're not quite so adaptable. So he'll do his best to stay quiet and not move much.
But no matter how hard he tries, he's never going to be able to turn off his stomach. You'll probably wake up with a start as his stomach roars at you about twenty inches from your face.
Belphegor
"...zzzz..."
Who are we kidding, we all know he was asleep first. Probably, he's the reason you fell asleep so easily. He's soft and warm, perfect for drifting off to dreamland...
Diavolo
"Very bold! You really are astonishingly brave."
It's not every day someone has the stones to fall asleep in his presence, let alone fall asleep and use him as some sort of glorified pillow. What a nice change of pace.
He'll continue doing whatever it is he was doing before, but he is a busy demon, running the Devildom and all. He'll slowly and carefully extricate himself when it's time to move, then have Barbatos bring you a blanket and prepare some tea for when you wake up.
Barbatos
"Humans are awfully needy creatures, aren't they."
He can't help but chuckle. You just pass out during the middle of the day? Then again, it's possible you're probably not entirely well. He'll have to disturb the young master to ask what sort of accommodations to make for you. Of course, he's sure Diavolo won't mind. But it's irresponsible to let yourself drift off like this in the castle of the king of the demons, isn't it? This isn't a resort.
Sleep well, human.
Solomon
"You're just looking cute on purpose now, aren't you?"
Oh well! Looks like he's stuck here for now. Too bad. He'll smile, put an arm around you, kick his feet up, and settle in for the long haul. Hopefully you're able to get a good, solid nap in.
Most likely, you both will. He'll pass out too within ten minutes, give or take.
Simeon
"Oh- shh. There, there."
Well, if you aren't adorable... You must be so tired. He's glad you feel so at ease with him that you let yourself fall asleep, and you certainly look cute, but he's also a little concerned that you're this tired. He'll patiently wait for you to wake up. Then he'll make you some tea and gently remind you to take better care of your health.
Luke
"Eh...?! Hey! ...WAKE UP!"
How tired are you?! You need to get better sleep! Sheesh, you need to be more careful too. You almost crushed him.
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It starts small. You honestly don't think much of it. Crows begin leaving you gifts in your window frame. It's pretty rocks. It's a small screw. It's coins and grimm, it's a button from a shirt, it's shiny beads.
You bring it up to Mammon randomly one day. He stares at you wide-eyed. "What, you mean crowns leave ya gifts? Sound ridiculous," he says and you shrug.
"I mean, I've heard about crows leaving gifts for humans before. It's not that unusual, but usually, the humans give something to the crows in return," you say, thinking aloud. "That's the part that confuses me. I haven't given anything to the crows, so why do they like me so much?" Mammon's cheeks are bright red by now, the blush going all the way down his neck. Your brows furrow with concern.
"Hey, are you okay?" you ask and he nods quickly. "Yeah, 'm fine, gotta-go-see-ya! " he stutters and quickly leaves you, practically running away. You look after him in confusion. Weren't you both just supposed to be headed home?
The gifts continue. You get a single earring. At one point you get a small bone and at another time you get a tooth which leaves you a bit unsettled but also intrigued. You treasure every single gift, keeping it in a small box by your desk. You begin to leave the crows gifts in return. You find that they like peanuts and berries. One time you experimentally leave a big piece of watermelon, only to find it devoured within minutes.
The next day there's a pretty locket with what looks like a flower engraved in it. You gape at the locket and instantly put it on, proudly wearing it around your neck. You make sure to leave the crows a feast that day.
Satan is the first brother to notice it when it slips out from the collar of your uniform one day. "Is that new?" he asks. "Oh yeah, I've befriended a bunch of crows." Satan stops in his tracks and stares at you.
"You've befriended crows?" He repeats and you nod. "Yes. Why is everyone so weird about this?" A knowing smile creeps onto his face and he shakes his head.
"Why do you think the crows like you so much?" he asks. You hum, considering it for a second. Eventually, you have to draw a blank and look at Satan in defeat. His smile only grows wider.
"Ask Mammon. He might know."
You find Mammon in his room, lying in his bed. He smiles when he sees you and pats the bed, motioning you to come over. "Come here," he says and you do, lying down next to him. He huffs and pulls at you so you're lying on his chest. You can feel his heart beating and you look up at him through your lashes.
"Hey, Mamms," you say and he runs his hand down your back, rubbing circles into it. "Hey, treasure," he says and grins.
"Satan says you might know the cause of my new friendships." His cheeks turn crimson in an instant and he lets out something akin to a nervous laugh. "Oh, the crows, you mean?" you huff and playfully roll your eyes. "Come on, big guy, spill the beans," you say and Mammon sighs.
"So, the crows like you, because, well, I told them about you," he says and a grin spreads across your face. "Go on," you say.
"Okay, I have crow familiars, you know what a familiar is, right?" he says and looks at you expectantly. You rake your brain, remembering briefly having about it in one of your classes. "Yeah, it's like witches with black cats, right?" you say and Mammon hums.
"Yeah, kind of, but anyone can have a familiar and it can be any animal. The whole black cat thing is just something the catholic church made up." You nod in understanding while Mammon continues to rub patterns into your back. The beating of his heart seems to have become louder underneath you. "So what you're saying is you can't shut up about how awesome I am and now a bunch of crows are obsessed with me?" you say and Mammon hides his face in his hands. You giggle and pry his hands away, smiling at him adoringly.
"Please don't make fun of me," he huffs and you pout at his antics. "I could never tease my lovely little bird boy," you coo and Mammon groans while pushing you off him. He turns his back to you and you laugh manically. "Come on, Mamms, It's cute," you say and press soft kisses to the nape of his neck. "you're cute," you say and throw an arm and a leg over him, attempting to spoon him. You feel him instantly melting to your touch, completely unable to keep his resolve. It's almost too easy when he turns around again to face you. You smile at his pink face.
"I really like the gifts the crows gave me," you reassure him because you genuinely do. It's become something you look forward to when you open your window.
"You do?"
"Yeah, absolutely," you affirm and he smiles sheepishly. "I once tried to train them to steal money for me, but it didn't work."
a/n: thanks for reading! find my other stuff here <3
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