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The last character in my trio of mystery solving teenagers- Aster! Aster is a tumblr witch who finds out there is a lot more that goes bump in the night. She is active in trying to help Zoey find her missing sister, she also has a huge crush on Gregory. Aster is new to the island despite her mother having grown up there. She is probably my most moody character in the story.
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•~°◇ Just the Little Human Things ◇°~•
Prompt: Humans and demons are different, no duh. There are some things that we do naturally that shocked and freak out the brothers. Here are some random few (each linked to a specific brother, like 1 means Lucifer, etc).
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1. Cracking bones.
You spent a long day dealing with your studies. Your fingers cramped. So you cracked them. Lucifer was appalled. He thought you just broke yourself. Lucifer goes straight to you and asks if you just broke your finger or something along those lines. After calming him down and just explaining that you were popping the air bubbles in your joints because they ached, he was more appalled.
Humans can get air bubbles in between their bones?! That's so weird. Demons can't crack their joints. If they make any cracking noise, they probably cracked their bones.
At least you're not hurt. That is all that matters to him.
2. Adrenaline.
Demons have instincts like humans, but they don't have adrenaline. They have the same amount of strength and power, no matter the situation. No amount of tension will give them a random boost in a fight. Humans do. It's called adrenaline (SHOCKING). Boosting our stamina, pain tolerance, reaction time, and strength. It's like a superpower! A superpower that Mamon was unaware of at the time.
You both were running from trouble, as normal. Even though your body was in its flight or fight, no amount of adrenaline will make you run as fast as the fastest demon in hell! So how was he supposed to know! It was until there was a dead end. The door was locked. Mammon was about to use some magic to open it because the angry demons were very close behind you guys. before he could, BAM! You ram right into it and smash it open
What. The. Hell??? Are you on steroids or something?!
Once you escape, Mammon has so many questions. He now thinks adrenaline is so cool.
3. Being social animals.
Demons aren't necessarily social creatures. Some will go millennias without talking to anything, and they don't go insane. It's just a lot of demons like socialising. Levi is not one of those demons, though. Levi will go some months without speaking to anyone, even some days without speaking to his brothers. He thought humans were the same. He didn't know that it could cause mental issues like insanity or depression.
Levi only found out because he was watching a horror anime, where a human character was isolated for months and went insane. He thought it was fiction, but then he asked you. As soon as yes leaves your mouth, he is in utter disbelief.
Now he feels bad whenever he has you holed up in his room. Don't you want to socialise? He wouldn't mind if you went to party with Asmo and Mammon... At least he'd try not to mind. Are you sure you're okay with just him? Yeah? ... He thinks he is okay with just you, too.
4. Humans on the moon?
When you came to devildom, even though Satan wasn't that close to you, he did research about humans out of curiosity. Satan learnt about human history, myths & legends, science (a.k.a human magic), medicine, and even decided to research human technology.
The only thing he didn't know was that humans went to the moon. When he was doing human history, he was doing ancient human history. Being a demon who was immortal, Satan classed anything from the last 100 years as morden to him. He was alive during it. He should know when it happens. But somehow, no one talked about the humans landing on the moon.
You wanted to know if demons had also gone to space, and he answered with, "No. Some of angels have... What do you mean also?" Humans, flightless and magicless fleshbags, have gone to the stars?!
5. Baby teeth falling out.
Asmodeus wanted to see childhood pictures of you! He was going on about how cute you were until he saw that in one of your photos that you were missing a tooth?! Asmo didn't know you were missing a tooth! He immediately tried to look in your mouth for that missing tooth, but there was a tooth there?! What?! Did you get some sort of tooth surgery?
Demons and angels don't have baby teeth. They are made not to naturally lose any of their teeth, and if they lose a tooth, they have to get a surjery to get it back. So, this concept is crazy to them.
Asmo was thankful it was natural. You made him panic!
6. Stretch marks.
Demons have rapid regeneration, so they don't get stretch marks. The scars just heal immediately as it isn't a deep wound to them.
Beelzebub had no idea humans could get them. He thought some demon attacked or tried to put a hex on you, but once you explained it to him, it blew his mind. Losing or gaining weight causes these marks? Humans are stretchy??? That's cute.
Beelzebub likes running his hand over the marks. It's fascinating to him.
7. Modern medicine.
Belphegor knew a lot about humans due to his human phase when he was an angel. There isn't anything that you do that surprises him. Belphie even knows humans went to the moon because he is an astrology girlie. But he is clueless about morden medicine.
Belphie lost interest in humans when he fell, obviously. He didn't want to interact with humans after his hatred for them developed. So he has no idea about morden human medicine.
Humans don't use frog eggs anymore? They were unsafe? Really? Belphie thought they worked. He did not know humans were just as unknowledgable as he was back then. Belphie learnt after you accidentally got a paper cut, and Belphie said he'd go get the plasters and leeches.
You had to tell him that the leaches were outdated by a few decades.
•~°◇ Have a kind day! ◇°~•
#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me: one master to rule them all#obey me lucifer#om lucifer#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me leviathan#obey me mammon#om beelzebub#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me belphie#om belphegor#om mammon#om leviathan#om satan#om asmodeus#om belphie
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What really sold the idea of modern au to you since you have always been far away from that trope, would you have seen your past self ever modernizing GOW 😆
Nothing. I still don't like it.
But Listen, hear me out... It's different with my child, my baby, my fic, because my fic is the perfect smart baby that can do no wrong and yes that does mean you need to ignore that it may be as snotty-nosed as the rest.
But fleshing out a fun concept with a friend on the server did make it more interesting. I typically hate reading boring modern-day problems because why in the Pillbury Dough Boy fuck would I want to read fiction like that when I live it. But fleshing out this weird relationship and finding a way to make it Modern-day Heimtreus has been interesting to force it to work since Mordenizing Heimdall can either mean making him someone that commits hate crimes or watering him down to be a regular day asshole.
There's also that I get to put funny anecdotes into this fic. Some of them are mine or a family member's or a friend's or completely made up but they have been so much fun to write. I hope it's fun for others to read it like it is for me to write it
#for the most part I think I still don't like Modern AUs but this one has been different but it could just be that I'm the one writing so#that means I am perfect & can do no wrong & ignore all the issues in it & how it's just like the rest but I like it so it's “different”#I don't know really#maybe it's how I've been able to sneak in all the classics I've read and it feels like I can show it#it could be that since I love bragging about dumb shit#I've been naming each chapter the name of a classic because I am a pretentious asshole#heimtreus#sunny's answers
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"woobification" is a very specific thing i think that means someone is attempting to excuse or justify an irredeemable character's actions because of the fact that they have trauma or mental illness
the shadow within only explains why morden chose to join the shadows + gives him depth, it never makes the claim that what he does in the show is okay or Just Because He Was Sad.. there is a difference between woobification and just giving a fictional character a backstory. like.
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Totally Random Non-Fiction Tuesday
This was such a cool book. I mean, it is what it says it is on the tin, but, also so much more. Mars is always interesting. It’s Earth, but it's not, but it is, sorta. We can see what’s there now, but, since we haven’t set foot on it yet, we can’t see (in the way that we can dig down on Earth and look at rocks and tree rings and fossils and all that sort of thing) what was there before. Still, based on what we do know, the author, a geologist, does go through a ton of Mars’ history as we think it is right now. A really fun read.
You may like this book If you Liked: The Sirens of Mars by Sarah Stewart Johnson, Our Universe by Jo Dunkley, or Under Alien Skies by Philip C. Plait
The Red Planet: A Natural History of Mars by Simon Morden
#totallyrandomnonfictuesday#nmlRA#nevins memorial library#the red planet#a natural history of mars#simon morden phd#simon morden#mars#and not to be confused with kim robinsons red planet
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Tamagotchi Quest
Welcome to 2020, the year of forest fires, pandemic, and lockdown -- a paradise. I toss the remote at the TV. In a sweet shatter of glass, my Netflix marathon is over. My eyes close as the phantom Tik Tok music rings in my ears. I eye my diary with pages falling out of it. I am bored out of my mind. Then a thought clicks in my head, my Tamagotchi! A strange urge takes over my body. I stand up from my messy, lotion smelling bed. Invisible pins and needles prickle my sleepy legs.
No, the Tamagotchi is probably dead by now. Maybe it has a family now. I walk out of my basement. My eyes feel as if they are on fire as I step into the living room light.
“Clean up the basement.” My mom yells, from her prison, the kitchen.
“Give me 50 minutes,” I enthusiastically yell back. But I am dead inside.
I climb up the creaky stairs to the attic. Once I step in, dust billows around like leaves on an autumn day. I pull my shirt over my nose to not catch lung cancer. I open a box filled with my childhood belongings. Inside is my old star wars lego collection. My skateboard, from my 9-years-old-skater past. Behind the box, sits my ancient gaming laptop.
The memories of my mom breaking the screen in a fit of rage fill my mind like a Vietnam-flashback. Next, I check my box again, no Tamagotchi. Perhaps, my sister Ann has it. So I search through her box. I toss her primary school swimming medals out of the way. They clatter on the ground, scattering woodlice. Hell, she loved sports. Ann is the school's top athlete during the days. Meanwhile, I was underage drinking. I toss her red cross youth badge, as I sigh.
Ann was a Marine when she was twenty, while I was gaming in my basement when I was finishing high school. She is a military wife, adopting orphans from war zones. Wait, she hates playing with Tamagotchi. I should check Simon’s.
I knock over stacks of the books Simon had during his bookworm days. Then, I rummage through his science fair medals. He is a genius, I am the average Joe.
After that, I comb the entire attic for my Tamagotchi. It’s nowhere to be seen. I sit on the floor. Oh dear, how I wasted my life on mindless entertainment. I peaked in primary school. A pang of remorse makes me queasy. The clock in the corner ticks away with my wasted youth.
But I still have plenty of time left. I storm down to my basement and delete my Steam account. It’s time to make a change.
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I talk a lot of shit for someone who can’t handle basic pda
#Self Insert#Selfshipping#Selfship#self ship#self shipping community#my art#beach#self insert x canon#villain fo#romantic fo#fo#fictional other#mr nobody#eric morden#art_induced
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What Do You Want? - Babylon 5 - Mr Morden and Londo Mollari
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Book review of One Way by S.J. Morden
Book review of One Way by S.J. Morden
This book review of One Way by S.J. Morden was written in 2018 for the British Science Fiction Association‘s magazine, Vector.
Orbit, 2018, Paperback, 304pp, £8.99, ISBN 978-1473222571
Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids: you’re trapped inside all day, with the prospect of severe punishment if you try to go outside (i.e., death). There are few, if any, home comforts; the food’s crap,…
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Finally got around to finishing! This piece was worked on over my first few streams back in January. The tattoos were a task, let me tell you 😂 but the final version looks good. I might come back to this one day~
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#sci-fi#science fiction#babylon 5#b5#londo mollari#londo#mr morden#mister morden#shadows?#I assume it's shadows
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Two Animal Men for the Price of...well, two, but anyway:
Miiyahbin’s father, Matchitehew Marten, was next in line as the Midayo before he was consumed by the Pillars and remade into the Whitago. A variation of the common Wendigo, Whitago possessed both monstrous strength and speed as well as powerful magics, in Mat’s case via his connection to The Red, also known as the Lifeweb or the “Morphogenetic Field.” Mat’s status as an Avatar of the Red is not unlike the Swamp Thing that believed itself to be Alec Holland; he cannot retake his human shape and life, but he’s immeasurably powerful in every regard. Mii and her father would come to blows as her connection to the Midayo became active in her mid teens.
As for Buddy Baker, well...Buddy Baker is a movie star. Sort of. Starting out in small theater productions and indie productions, receiving the powers of the Red derailed his career quite a bit. The initial story that he was abducted my aliens (who some believed to be an off-shoot of the Dominators from their physical description) something Buddy himself believe for years, didn’t help. With a baby on the way and about to be married to his long time girlfriend, Ellen Fukuda, Buddy ended up taking more stunt work to support his family. This put him in the sights of upcoming director Aron Darrenofsky, who had to pass over him for his indie flick Anti-Life, a low-key black-and-white thriller about a young Jewish computer programmer who believes he’s discovered the Anti-Life Equation on his computer in late 90s New York.
However, years down the line and after the now-married Buddy and Ellen had had their second child, Maxine, Aron was eventually tapped for an adaptation of obscure fictional superhero Red Thunder, Buddy was first in line for the role, and landed an Oscar for his work.
It was also that this Oscar ceremony that the Church of Blood crashed the event, accused Buddy of being a “False Idol of the Red” and tried to murder him, his family, and all of the “Hollywood Elites” trying to “devalue the holy Red Light of Atros.” It was a whole thing. It would also have the effect of kicking Buddy’s existing powers into overdrive, violently transforming his body into a “True Avatar” and driving him to abandon Hollywood entirely for a time. It was during this period that he met James Highwater--trapped on another Earth where Buddy’s counterpart was allied with heroic versions of Eric Morden and Nick O’Teen-- Matchitehew...and the Animal Girl of the future.
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morden/lennier?? on the deeply toxic fictional gay relationship website?
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10. surprise kisses, in which your lover weren't prepared for it but responds immediately for the kiss prompts!
Small Details for Fictional Kisses / AO3 /Follows on from this fic
It’s an unusually warm day for the time of year. Not that it deters either of them from head to toe black as yet again they’ve taken over a playscape in Morden’s rec ground.
(It’s not as if anyone’s even using the playground at this time of day, it’s a few hours before the schools kick out and at the merest glimpse of a Concerned Parent ™ they’d both swiftly depart before further scandal could occur. Although Gerry is pretty sure this has seen way worse over the years)
It’s been good, just them, it’s been unusually warm but still pleasant and Nemo met them with a few cans of cheap cider stashed in their bag, what more could he want?
But then, Gerry has always found himself wanting more.
It’s been a couple of weeks since that night and this is the first time he’s seen Nemo in person since then. (when he spotted Nemo in the tube station he was pretty sure his heart honestly skipped a beat). They’ve only had texts and a few brief phonecalls when he’s been able to steal a few precious moments. (And thankfully Nemo has seemed perfectly fine during this time he couldn’t see them in person)
So when the stars seemingly aligned in such a way he was able to slip from Pinhole Books he jumped at the chance. (Although he didn’t want to push his luck by going too far from home so the rec ground it was)
And so it’s just them, its an unusually warm but still pleasant day. Two Goths have raided a castle
(Does it count if it’s largely made of slightly mossy wood, has a few touches of graffiti and has a metal slide and a climbing frame made of now slightly faded brightly coloured metal where some of it has worn off?) a couple of cheap cans of cider between them and at least for a little while that’s all that exists in the world.
“Still can’t believe you broke into my flat,” Nemo grins at him over the cider can. (And it’s a day Nemo’s chosen to wear black lipstick, and there’s just a hint of fishnet sticking out from under the collar of their hoodie)
“Didn’t really have much choice?”
“Window?”
“Don’t tell me you leave your windows unlocked!”
“Well.. I didn’t but one of the others might’ve done,”
“That’s dangerous you know!”
Nemo snorts, “There’s actually a spare key under the doormat-”
Gerry stares, “There isn’t?”
“What?”
“That’s even more dangerous!”
Nemo laughs, “That’s rich, coming from you?”
“What?”
“Do I need to even explain,” Nemo nudges him, “You run into danger, constantly,”
“There’s a difference!”
“Oh?” Nemo raises an eyebrow.
“Yeah there’s a difference between… calculated risks to prevent people from falling victims to the weird shit out there and like… really easy ways to prevent getting burgled,”
“We don’t have a key under the doormat,” Nemo lightly punches him in the arm.
Gerry sighs, “Arse,” and then chuckles as Nemo grins at him, sticks their tongue out and he gets a flash of silver from their tongue stud (He keeps forgetting about it somehow despite
It feels good, it feels right. Nemo’s around him, Nemo is happy. Nemo is happy and wearing black lipstick
And like that night a couple of weeks ago.
And they’re so close to him, (again) and he’s thinking about their lips (again), and how cute their laugh is (again), and how they have a cute nose and cute freckles and cute eyes (again) and how maybe just maybe he could just...
He leans in, bolder this time even if it’s yet again just a brush of lips, he doesn’t pull back as quickly this time, he let’s the kiss linger a little, tests his luck. Feels Nemo tense up a little at first and has that brief stabbing pang of potential rejection but by how quickly and eagerly Nemo’s kissing him back it’s thankfully quickly snuffed as Nemo gets their fingers into his hair (And he’s realising how much he likes that)
And again he reaches out to cup Nemo’s cheek but this time their skin feels warm under his fingertips. But he swears like the last time he can feel that warmth settling in his chest again and it tugs at something deep down.
They both finally pull back, breathless, giddy and grinning like idiots. Gerry’s head rests on the wall of the playscape. Nemo’s hands buried in his hair
By the time they both finally pull back, both breathless giddy and grinning like idiots the back of Gerry’s head has ended up resting against the wall of the playscape. Nemo’s hands buried in his hair and he’s cautiously taken a grip on Nemo’s hips.
“So,” Nemo clears their throat.
“So,” Gerry breathes.
“You’ve been acting weird,”
Gerry snorts, “I guess you mean weirder?”
“Fine, weirder-” Nemo chuckles and Gerry watches as their expression changes, to something a lot more serious, concerned.
Oh shit
“I mean it though… I’m the one whose thing is disappearing acts, right?” Nemo forces a chuckle.
“Right,”
“And I’m aware you’re like… the Goth version of Cinderella,”
Gerry snorts, “What?”
“C’mon you see it right?” Nemo sighs, “Have to be home by midnight?”
“Actually if anything I would’ve picked Rapunzel,”
“Rapunzel?”
“Yeah you know… trapped in the tower?” Gerry smirks and winds a lock of hair around his fingers and pulls it in front of his face to inspect it “Hair isn’t long enough, yet”
“Hey!” Nemo pokes him in the nose, “Don’t derail me,” Then grins, “Cinderelly, Cinderelly,” voice pitched up and Gerry chuckles.
They’re both silent for a few moments, “I.. look,” Nemo starts, stops and sighs.
“Nemo?” He reaches out and cups their cheek and feels his heart flip a little as Nemo leans into his hand and closes their eyes for a moment before he finds himself starting into stormy grey.
“You… look I know you have to deal with her and you can’t always get away but it feels a bit like you’ve been avoiding me?”
“I,” Gerry chews his lip, and tries not too look too hard at Nemo’s concerned expression, “I… was worried I went too far when-”
“You kissed me?”
“Yeah, that,”
“I kissed you back,” Nemo sighs and tries to chuckle, reaches out to cup his cheek, “Multiple times,”
“Yeah but-” He worries his lip a little, thinks back to that night, “I… I just worry that it was-”
Nemo snorts, “What? You think The Lonely made me kiss you?”
“I.. ok that sounds stupid when you put it like that,” Gerry sighs and runs his hands through his hair, “I don’t mean it like that I mean-” He pauses, “I don’t want to hurt you,”
“Gerry,” Nemo sighs and tilts his chin, “Look at me,”
And he does.
“I like you, I really really like you,” Nemo sighs, and Gerry almost loses himself in stormy grey for a few moments, he swears again he can see that spark he spotted that night, “I don’t like a lot of people, you know that? Being around people… even if I want to it… it makes my skin crawl, it itches, sometimes it’s right down to the bone but… but…”
Nemo takes a shaky breath and Gerry reaches out to cup Nemo’s cheek in turn, “It doesn’t feel like that when I’m around you, it doesn’t hurt when I’m around you, “
“Oh Nemo” Gerry breathes.
“I want to be around you, I like you, It’s been like… a year? Just over? I’m not just hanging around with you because you saved my life, or for all the weird shit you know or because. I like you, I keep thinking about you. I’ve been wanting to kiss you, I’ve been wanting you to kiss me, and it wasn’t because you were trying to pull me out of that or whatever spooky bullshit you think it was… I-”
Nemo sighs and crawls into his lap, shudders a little as they bury their head into his chest. Gerry tenses for a moment before he wraps his arms around them.
“Woah,”
Nemo chuckles weakly into his shirt, “Get it Big Bat? I like you,”
“Yeah,” Gerry chuckles, and squeezes Nemo tighter, feels that warmth deep down his his chest smoulder, and Nemo feels so warm against him this time around, “I get it,”
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yo did I mention I got a new fo? because yeah
#Self Insert#self shipping#fo#f/o#fictional other#selfship#self ship#doom patrol#mr nobody#eric morden#my art#villain fo#art_induced
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