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lorkai · 13 hours
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Vil introduces you to his father, and you fumble
"And this is?"
"Father, i'd like to introduce you to...my lover." Vil pulled you from behind him, his father's gaze flickering between you and his son. Silence rang for a moment before Vils father placed a hand upon his child's shoulders.
"Are you certain you're ready for such a responsibility?" Vil looked shocked for a moment before mildly upset, furrowing his eyebrows and putting a protective arm in front of you.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Vil," his father with a worried gaze held onto his shoulders, "Being a public figure as you are, having a lover is incredibly difficult for us. You might need to keep them hidden, or even be prepared for backlash in case something goes awry. Do you believe you are ready for such responsibility?" Vil looked down from his gaze before his face softening upon looking at your nervous composure. Raising his head, all he did was nod firmly at his father and pull you near his chest.
It was silent for a moment, and you were rather confused. They stared at each other as if having some sort of...conversation that was a secret between the two. A smile crawled onto Eric's face, chuckling and placing an arm over his son's shoulders.
"I'm proud of you, then! You two have my blessings." His eyes, strikingly beautiful and stern just like his offspring, looked at you.
"And your name is?"
..... Your legs turned into jelly and you lost your words, instead, you started stuttering and trembling attempting to introduce yourself.
"Oh- yes!- um- my name is (y/n) It's very nice to meet y-" You went to put out your hand to give him a handshake, going to step forward missing a beat as you tripped over Vils foot. You yelped in surprise and instinctively grabbed hold of the first thing you could, which was Eric. You were ready for the impact of the floor and bringing down your future father-in-law, however it never came.
"Aren't you the energetic one, huh?" He laughed, pulling you back up to your stance. Your face went red as you covered your embarrassment with your hands.
"I'm so sorry, sir." You groaned, Vil biting back a chuckle in seeing you so undone.
"Please, call me Eric." Your jaw slacked open, shaking your head aggressively and waving your hands around your face.
"I can't possibly do that!" You said a little too loud before Vil couldn't hold it back any longer and began laughing, holding his stomach. You shot him an annoyed look before playfully punching his arm.
"Don't laugh at me!" You said with a pout and cheeks rosy, "I'm tryin' here!" Eric watched as you chastised his son with raised eyebrows, seeing his son freely showing his emotions and noticing just how open he seemed to be around this person...
He knew it would work out just fine, and his son was in good hands.
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lorkai · 2 days
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HOW ARE WE FEELING TWST ROOK FANS
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lorkai · 2 days
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I just know that Savanaclaw!Rook is even more unhinged than Pomefiore!Rook. One thing that didn't change though is if you get him flowers, he still be sprouting some poems and blushing like a lovesick maiden and I love him for it!
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lorkai · 2 days
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I'm so normal about Rook, I say as I started writing a bunch of savanaclaw rook fics and hcs
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lorkai · 2 days
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lorkai · 2 days
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keep shoving rook on my face and ill destroy the universe
ah the universe . a small price to pay 🙏
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lorkai · 5 days
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im convinced everyone is tall asf in diasomnia like thats a requirement in being sorted there cuz why does only Lilia gets to have uniquely designed dorm uniform,,, THEY DIDNT HAVE HIS SIZE????
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lorkai · 5 days
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Hello!!! I love all of your barbatos fics! Could you do a barbatos courting a reader but is so awkward because he doesn’t know how to 😂. Thank you!!!
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A/N: Hi hi darling, thank you!! Ngl this was one of my favorite requests to write, cuz awkward barbados? Yes please! I was imagining several scenarios but I only wrote three so it wouldn't be too long or tiring, but ahem I can elaborate on that in the future. Hope you like it, honey! 
Btw I proofread two times but lemme know if there’s any typo!
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The ticking sound of his watches was driving him crazy. His state of mind was like his room, with locked doors and stairs leading to any and all other dimensions, it was confused and lost.
Barbatos sat in the middle of his dark room, his shoulders were slumped forward and an expression of doubt was painted on his handsome face, anyone who saw him there would think that something terrible had happened and that he was now going through a difficult situation. But that was far from the truth. The truth was, for days the only thing he'd been able to think about was a certain human who dominated his heart and made him act like an idiot every time he was in their presence. Living all those years alone made him think that romance and love were just fairy tales too good to be true, and even if it wasn't love at first sight, you proved to him through your actions that he could have something, only if he would just try a little, if only he would reach out and hold your heart like you held his so gently.
The first attempt
It's hard to talk about how he feels when there's a cultural barrier between the two of you, besides the fact that he doesn't know how you feel. Resigned, Barbatos lets out a sigh and lets his head hang to the side, he wanted not to think about what he would do if the love he came to nurture wasn't reciprocated. The thought alone sends a shiver down his spine in a totally unpleasant way, the familiar bitter taste filling his mouth as he tries to direct his thoughts towards positive things. And sitting there he remembers all his failed attempts to woo you, it was shameful and he wanted to hide his whole body in the dirt so he wouldn't have to leave his room and face you.
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   His first attempt at professing his love for you was surely more shameful than anything else, it wouldn't fade from his memory as quickly as your confused face. For long months he took on the intense task of cultivating for you a bouquet full of special and unique flowers, flowers that only bloomed in Devildom, but never withered or lost their beauty. Just as you would forever be like the beauty of a flower; strong, resilient and beautiful.
    He remembered how the petals began to elongate and grow, how soft to the touch and scented they were and he could already visualize the smile taking over your face as soon as you saw them. Barbatos remembered the time he spent in the gazebo cutting the flowers - similar to Morticia with the poor roses. It was a Devildom custom to cut the flowers from their stems and present this unusual bouquet to their beloved when one demon courted another. And he didn't even remember how the RAD hadn't introduced any of these customs and traditions to the exchange students, had he known that he would have given you full and beautiful flowers.
With his heart pounding he strode forward to the House of Lamentations, hoping none of the brothers would stand in his way, for they would know his intentions and Barbatos wanted anything but to deal with competition coming his way on that special day. The time demon didn't dare look at your reaction for the foreseeable future, not when it violates a few things, plus he had a hopeful certainty that you felt the same. Barbatos is one of the most modest and humble demons but he notices how your face lights up whenever your eyes meet or how you smile when he makes your favorite dessert, the little things seem to fuel a feeling crawling through your chest and more times than he could count, as soon as he held your hands he felt your hot skin, your rapid heartbeat and how you shivered.
The way to your room was smooth. The sound of voices and excited screams came from Levi's room which was where he supposed all the brothers were gathered, the butler entered your room as soon as he received your permission and smiling, almost tripping over his own legs, he approached the table of studies and showed you the bouquet. Your face was comical as the seconds passed and your silence perpetuated.
“Is it not to your liking?” He remembers asking hesitantly.
“It's my first time getting a bouquet without flowers.” You admitted, scratching your head and taking the bunch of stems in your arms not knowing how to react. You seemed to want to ask what happened to the flowers, but chose to remain silent and look to the butler for an explanation.
The second attempt
Barbatos doesn't even remember what little lie he told you that day, but he remembers the feeling of wanting to bury his head in the dirt like an ostrich very well.
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  More aware and now considering human courtship ways, Barbatos formulated another plan to talk about his feelings. After the first attempt and your confusion he just couldn't bring himself to talk about how you were the sun to his moon, the whipped cream to his cake, and so the gesture was a little in vain. If you realized what he was trying to do you either kept quiet to spare his dignity or ignored him because you didn't feel the same way he did, and the second assumption hurt him a little. He was hoping you'd turned a blind eye to the cultural difference and let him remake his plan.
    He was now planning to write a letter with all his feelings to ask your permission to officially court you. It was a simple but elegant letter, he had a very beautiful cursive and Barbatos was proud to know that his words were well articulated and thought from a to z. He'd even drawn a smiley face on the envelope because it was cute and human beings like cute things, or that's what Solomon had said.
And theatrically he let a trained bird deliver the letter to you, counting every minute in the hopes of hearing the D.D.D playing or hearing your hurried footsteps running down the hall towards his room, like those protagonists in romance stories did once they realized that they did in fact love the other character. But thirty minutes turned into an hour and an hour turned into two hours. He was about to climb the walls, pulling the hair out of his head and destroying the kitchen when he received a simple message followed by a photo of his letter.
   A message that read “Good night, Barb. I received your letter, but... It's all written in demonic language. Can you tell me what it means?”
The third attempt
Yeah, it looked like he was so nervous that he was switching between demon language and human language. He really should learn to control his nervous heart.
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  By far the third attempt was the least awkward. A ball was being organized to celebrate Diavolo's birthday and Barbatos had asked you to dance with him. He guided you perfectly and you seemed to float along with the notes of the songs, like fairies float, like the sea ripples, you were unparalleled beauty and you were having a great time, laughing like a little child after drinking a glass or two of wine.
   “Barb, do ya’know I like you a lot?” You said, your hands roaming over his shoulders and face as you spun around once, twice and glided across the ballroom like it was yours for the entire night. The butler's face immediately lit up at your words and he almost wanted to jump like a child, but he caught himself and smiled. "You have a very pretty face, it's very... squeezable."
“Thanks for the compliment, Mc.” He squeezed your hand a little tighter and looked into your eyes with determination. Anyone looking at you now could see the difference in posture and the confidence you exuded. “There is something of valuable importance that I have been trying to tell you for some time, however, it always seems that I use the most wrong methods to communicate what I feel growing inside me. What I mean is, Mc, you..."
   Tired and confused, the butler took refuge in his room. Sometimes he wanted life to be like The Sims game that with just a few commands made things work, alas, things weren't like that. Barbatos hugged the plush you gave him and buried his face in its neck imagining it was you there, with your warmth and scent, with your hair tickling his ears and your breath hitting his face. He wanted you there, whether you rejected him or not, he just wanted to be able to look at you and touch you - not in a weird way, more like a person admiring a painting. Because you were art in his eyes.
 “MCCCCCC!” Mammon's scream echoed through the dance floor and in the next second the avatar of greed hid behind your body so Lucifer wouldn't punish him. And that was the third time he tried to tell you how he felt and woo you. After that you had to go away and drag the two demons away to have a talk with them.
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The passage of time became confusing for him after his thoughts started to fade and mix like water and sand on the beach, like milk and chocolate. Everything was quiet and comfortable, maybe he had fallen asleep, but Barbatos only opened his eyes when he felt something on his cheek, a hand. He looked up in confusion and saw you there, standing with your face mere inches from him, watching him. You smiled and sat down beside him, taking his hand in both of yours affectionately as you studied the doors lining the walls and trying to guess what material they were made of. Was it wood or something else? Perhaps they are magical doors?
"It's a little cruel to admit it, but I know what you've been trying to do all along." You turned to him after a few seconds. The two of you were shaking like autumn leaves, and Barbatos' ever-stoic face was filled with fear and surprise, tinged with an unusual pallor with fear of rejection. And squeezing his hand you smiled trying to pass a reassuring air. “I feel the same way you feel. Sorry to make you have these mini heart attacks while trying to confess, but I didn't know how to react whenever I received your gifts. I confess that I loved the bouquet of stems though. It was unexpected, in a good way!”
Barbatos released his breath at once and buried his face between his knees, you gave him a second to compose himself as you traced his fingers under his glove. His heart was still pounding against his chest and he looked like he was hit by a volleyball in the face, but finally he pulled you closer, to his chest and hugged you like his life depended on it. Tears of happiness came down in his eyes, finally he could forget his fear of rejection and his worries, you had chosen him and he would do anything to keep your heart in his hands. He would take care of you forever.
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lorkai · 5 days
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I'm almost going back to play obey me bcs I miss them, they're so funny 🤣
"but Barbatos hates Solomon!!" BARBATOS WAS>>JEALOUS<< HE WANTS HIGH ON THE LIST OF PPL SOLOMON WANTED A PACT WITH HE WAS JEALOUS!!!
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lorkai · 5 days
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Do... Do people think Barbatos hated Sol? He literally just wanted some recognition bcs he is one of the most powerful demons alive and honestly their little fights were pretty funny
"but Barbatos hates Solomon!!" BARBATOS WAS>>JEALOUS<< HE WANTS HIGH ON THE LIST OF PPL SOLOMON WANTED A PACT WITH HE WAS JEALOUS!!!
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lorkai · 5 days
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Lux Couture Vil with midnight cape full live2d
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lorkai · 6 days
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It's an outfit that suits him.😤👍
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lorkai · 6 days
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If y'all are skipping the Wanderers' Whereabouts thing because you think the 3D models are cringe you are MISSING OUT on some EXCELLENT dialogue.
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the devs said "more romance" and they have delivered. i'm well-fed.
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lorkai · 7 days
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The mean girl squad
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lorkai · 7 days
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These two are so goofy lol
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lorkai · 7 days
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lorkai · 10 days
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Also how are u, Aster? I haven't had much time these last few months to be as active as bfr ;-;
going by layout:3 and ive been good!
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