#Magic City Casino

[tigers-eyes-26]

Colors Chapter 4: The end

The next night Waluigi didn’t show up. Pauline was the mayor and his employer she could do what she wanted. She knocked on his hotel room.

“Who is it?”

“Who do you think?”

“Go away!”

“IF you don’t show up you are not going to be paid for tonight.”

“I don’t care!”

Pauline blew out a puff of air. Fine if money wasn’t going to draw him out, she had a pretty good idea what would.

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The next day a poster was slipped under his hotel door. Waluigi’s eyes bulged when he read it. He slammed the door open. Pauline, who was walking away, turned coolly at the commotion. “FINE, I’m only doing this for my adoring fans and not for you!” 

She looked at him through hooded eyes. “Perfect.” She turned and sauntered down the hall with a proud look on her face.

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Poster of the upcoming Dance Show Case was everywhere! The tickets were sold out. Waluigi spend weeks practiced his most difficult dances with the Mayor. The band practiced the handpicked music, the lights were designed to be as flashy as possible. It was all coming together.

Waluigi was relaxing in the green room an hour before the biggest performance of his life. He had a black dress shirt, purple dress pants and white dress shoes. His purple sequined vest was laying next to him on the couch he was sitting on.  An assistant was behind the couch massaging his shoulders. Pauline walked into the room. She had on a silver sequined top, disco ball earrings, a red skirt that was down to her knees and black heels. She looked at the scene disappointed. “Ashely, you can leave.”

“Oh, ok Miss Mayor.” She scuttled past the mayor and out the door. She pouted at Wally. “She has more important things to do.”

“Than give the star of the night a massage!?” He crossed his arms and slouched perturbed. Pauline took the assistant’s spot. She gripped his shoulders and started to dig her thumbs into him. “Wah!” Waluigi flinched with the pressure.

She didn’t let go. “You are not going to get the knots out if you don’t work hard on them.” He grit his teeth together and let her continue. “I’m going to approve of the Casino, with only one caveat….”

“Oh?” He squeaked out.

“That you come to check up on the establishment every year.”

“AH!” he exclaimed in pain and surprise.

“Your fans would appreciate to see your face every once and a while.” She continued to dig at a knot that was next to his shoulder blade. Waluigi gripped at the chair his knuckles turned white. “With you being a partner in Wario Inc. I would rather you and not Wario come to check on it.” He squeezed his eyes closed so that tears wouldn’t leak out. “By the way, why is it called Wario Inc and not Wario and Waluigi Inc?”

“Selfish…baaaAAAHH!”

“There!” Pauline finally let go of his boney shoulders.

Waluigi gently rubbed at the spot that she had been working on. He straightened his back and moved his shoulders around. “Huh?” His shoulders actually felt better.

“Your welcome.” She smirked down at him. He gave her a stink eye. “I’m going to give the band a pep-talk before the show.” She sauntered out of the room.

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The show was fantastic, sensational, electric. There was Cha-cha, Samba, Salsa, Swing, Jazz, Lindy hop, Disco and many more dances were put on display. Every trick was performed to perfection. Everyone enthusiastically applauded, cheered, and was awed at the show of expertise. Waluigi was having the time of his life! Sweat dripped down his sideburns but he hardly cared how exhausted he was. He played it up for the crowd, posing for them, and encouraging them to cheer louder for him.

At the end of the last dance, Waluigi dipped Pauline down low. She winked up at him he almost dropped her, instead he spun her up. They both bowed, and the stage was showered with roses.

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Waluigi waited for the next helicopter. He had his purple polo and white shorts. His purple fedora wasn’t going to fit in his briefcase, so it sat proudly on his head with a new red rose tucked into the white band around it. He looked up to the sky and grumbled about the upcoming travel ahead of him.

“What no goodbye?” Waluigi whipped around to spot the Mayor in her red pantsuit with a purple sun hat. She got into his space and pouted in his face.

He coolly smirked at her. “Didn’t want to break my fans hearts.”

She smarmily rolled her eyes at him. “c’mere.” She opened her arms to invite a hug.

He scratched the back of his head. “Not really the hugging type.” He deflected. She yanked the front of his shirt to get him off balance and into her arms. “Wah!” he felt her put something in his back pocket. He jumped out of the embrace. “HEY! Hands off the merchandise!” He checked his back pocket. It was a check. His eyes bulged at the amount.

“Your cut of the money from the show case and from the sell of the instructional videos. More will be coming your way soon.”

He gave her a distrustful look. “My cut eh? What percentage did I get exactly?”

“50 percent.”

“Only 50? Your holding out on me toots.”

“The other 50 went to pay the band, the light and sound tech, The camera men and the editors, for distribution, the elect-.”

“I get it! I get it!” He patted the air with his hands to get her to stop her list. “You pay your people well.” He folded his arms. “If I were you, I would pocket a big lump of that.”

She crossed her arms indignantly. “I did get some of it, I was in the performance if you recall?”

He tapped his chin with his finger. “mmmm…. Can’t say that I do….” She moved to punch him in the arm he slipped out of her range, with a big grin. “All I remember was people screaming my name.”

“You Jerk!” She swung again this time contacting his shoulder.

He rubbed the throbbing spot. “Ow!”

“It’s what you deserve you scoundrel!” she balled her fists at her sides and glared at him.

He smiled and slunk closer to her. “Scoundrel, eh?” He wrapped his arms around her locking her arms to her sides “I wouldn’t have you think of me any other way.” she looked up at him with a mix of curiosity and daring. He studied her face. The wind picked up blowing Pauline’s hat off the building. They didn’t seem to notice. Caught looking at each other as their goodbyes. The wind grew stronger blowing her brunet hair back. Stronger still it blew his hat down into his eyes, effectively breaking their staring contest. Waluigi let go of the Mayor and held on to his hat, annoyed.

They both turned around to see the wind was actually coming from the approaching helicopter. It landed. He gathered his briefcase. She yelled over the drone of the blades. “See you next year!” He saluted back at her not wanting to yell over the sound. He jumped into the flying machine and was off. Pauline waved until it was a fair way off. Next year, hopefully sooner, they would see each other again.

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[some-bunniii]

Lucifer meeting an artist reader

・❥ The King of Hell admires your paintings

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |

x: reader is g/n :) no use of pronouns or y/n

warnings: some raunchy details of your painting & mild swearing

When you arrived in Hell, the first thing you did was scream.

Where were you? Why was it so hot? What happened to your bed?!

“You’re in Hell, kid.” A blue bat-faced man had broke the news, as you stood helpless and confused on the street.

Hell? Like, demons and dark satanic magic kind of Hell?

That couldn’t be right. Were you that bad of a person to deserve such a fate? Did the few times you passed the Salvation Army donation bucket without dropping a coin damn you to this place?

Your death was fuzzy, a trail of shattered memories that could only give you bits and pieces of your final days. Did you go quickly in your sleep? Maybe, you hit your head so hard it caused you some kind of post-death amnesia?

Whatever had happened, you were here now with no way out.

During your first few days scouring for answers, you began to notice that Hell had an eerie similarity to life above ground. There were clubs, casinos, concerts. Heck, even TV! Sure, the things broadcasted were dark and sometimes disgusting.. but at least you had something to watch.

Maybe it wasn’t so bad after all? At least, compared to being thrown into dark, fiery pits for all of eternity like some cruel game of sink or swim.

Minus the people, of course. Most of them were pretty bad. Your first day watching a man get shot in the chest and lines of cocaine across tables in a diner made you decide to stay away from the streets of the city.

Which meant you had to get busy making a life for yourself. It started with working odd jobs as a bartender or a bell-hopper. You’d scrap together enough money to head to the nearest art supply store, and fill your bag with paints and charcoal pencils.

“You an artist or something?” The clerk had asked you as she scanned your items, taking note of your vast amount of diverse tools you were slowly collecting every time you stopped by.

“I usually paint, but yes, I used to do all kinds of mediums professionally when I was.. alive,” You had whispered that last part out with a pang of sadness, the reality of your situation still a fresh wound in your mind.

You had found an ad for an art studio, ran by a demon named Alexandre. You had showed him a few of your pieces, some pretty landscapes, a rendition of the Starry Night Sky which you had replaced the backdrop to be Pentagram city instead of whatever little village it was originally, and a self portrait.

“You got talent, i’ll give you that,” He had hummed, as his eyes scanned your paintings with intrigue, “But the subject? Not really what we’re looking for.”

“What do you mean?” You had asked, confusion evident in your voice.

“We’re in Hell, demons ain’t into pretty ponies and happy, little trees. They want more— eh how do i put this — sinful behavior?”

“Like…?”

“Like tits or anything that can be turned into a kink. They like blood and guts, and dead people splayed around. Dead angels too. Stuff like that.”

Tits? Dead people? You didn’t have much practice with that! At least not enough to make a career out of it.

But you had agreed anyway, this was your only shot. You stayed up late into the night, sometimes even into the early mornings, perfecting your skill when it came to much more risqué visuals. You would buy stacks of pornograohic magazines, flipping through for poses to memorize.

Slowly, you began to master the craft, and your time at the studio increased as you finally settled into life in Hell.

All you had to do was churn out painting after pastel after acrylic in the little cramped room you now called home. Alexandre would then take your pieces and sell them to the highest bidder. You’d get a percentage of the commission, using the money for whatever necessary.

Seeing as you could be mugged at literally any point in time, or anywhere for that matter, you made sure to keep a large sum of cash locked away in a double-bolted safe.

“You know Ozzie’s, that club down in the Lust Ring?” Alexandre had approached you one day, excitement in his eyes.

You shook your head as you sat behind the easel, your brush an inch from the canvas.

“Run by Asmodeus, one of the literal seven deadly sins?”

You shook your head once more.

“Fuck, you still have a lot to learn. Well, he really likes your art. He wants to buy a bunch of paintings for his club, and he’ll drop a shit ton of cash too. Ya think you can handle it?”

Your eyes had widened when he told you the exact price this sin guy was willing to pay. You had jumped from your seat, shaking his hand in profuse thanks, before scurrying off to gather more supplies.

And for a time, that’s how it went. You’d sell your steamiest paintings to Asmodeus, and other private commissions you took one after the other.

Apparently, your painting hung up in Ozzie’s was getting a lot of attention. Especially from a certain spider demon named Angel Dust.

After hearing Charlie’s decision to look for another member of their staff— someone who’d be in charge of decorating the premise with promises of love and tranquility up in Heaven— Angel Dust had taken a few snaps of your work with his phone, before showing it to Vaggie and Charlie. He had complimented your work, claiming it was ‘the best’ oil paintings he’d ever seen.

Although, in his line of work, he probably hadn’t seen many to compare yours so.

“ls this what we want in our hotel?" Vaggie had asked, motioning to a woman on the canvas that was drenched in sweat and white fluid, her private parts exposed to the audience as she posed suggestively on a stripper pole.

To which Charlie has responded, "I think it's... unique! You can definitely see she knows how to, um, really bring the scene to life! l'm sure she'll be open to creating our vision!"

Your phone had rung one night, with a voice on the other end begging you to come to her hotel and at least hear her offer for a new job.

Which lead you to the Hazbin Hotel, a slightly run down building that obviously needed more work. Inside and out.

“Oh my gosh! Hi there! My name is Charlie, and this is my hotel! it’s such a pleasure to meet you!”

“Thanks.. but I don’t see many guests around.” You had told her, your eyes darting around the lobby as you absorbed your surroundings.

“Well, we’re still trying to get our name out there. We’re not just any hotel, we’re a hotel set on redeeming sinners!” She exclaimed with pride.

“Redeem?” You had asked her, an eyebrow raised in disbelief.

She shook her head vigorously, “This hotel.. it’s going to be amazing! We’re going to turn Sinners into well.. non-sinners! They’ll be rehabilitated, and have morals! And honor! Heaven won’t be able to do anything but welcome them as angels!”

This idea had sounded a little far-fetched when you first heard it.

“You’ll be in charge of making art that reflects such views! Something that will make Sinners go, ‘Wow! Now that’s where I want to go!’”

“What’s in it for me?” You had asked.

“Well you’ll have your own room, and your own little studio too! I’m sure it’s much bigger than the one you already have. Plus we have a bar, and good company!”

You turned your head to the small crowd of demons a few feet away. A pornstar, a gambler, a snake guy with weird little walking eggs, and a really creepy man in a red coat that shot you a wide smile with eyes that seemed to stare right through your soul.

This was good company?

You contemplated her words, thinking deeply. Did you really need to leave the studio you were already a part of? You already had a room and place to paint, anyway.

Charlie must have noticed your hesitation to accept before quickly adding,

“Anddd you can sell your pieces here too! Plus, you can keep a hundred percent of the earnings.”

You perked up at that, the money made from your art would be... all yours? And, you’d get a breather from the drawing people having sex? That didn’t sound so bad after all!

“Deal!” You had reached out a hand, shaking hers with delight.

It had taken you a day or two to map out the interior of the hotel and figure out what could go where. You began to slowly brainstorm, what could make a sinner stare at a canvas and want to redeem themselves?

During your time on earth, you studied many artists through history. Most notably however, were those from the Renaissance. You remembered walking through the Sistine Chapel when you were younger,

staring at awe of the paintings of winged angels and heavenly skies.

You perked at that thought. That was it! The inspiration for your paintings, an ethereal perspective on what one would find in heaven. The feelings of bliss and care-free joy.

You spent your first few days in an undisturbed area of the hotel, it was a large room on the farthest side of the lobby. It must’ve been a guest room at one point, but other than a bed and few cushions that the ‘Radio Demon’ had placed for you, it was empty.

It was quiet enough that you could sit there, undisturbed, as you drew upon your memories and vast knowledge of histories in art as you slowly began to bring your ideas to life. Slowly, the room also took form into being yours, personal knick-knacks and stacks upon stacks of blank canvases waiting to bring your visions to life.

At the end of every day, you'd come out with your hands covered in charcoal and paint, your hard work on full display.

You had even grown closer to the other residents in the hotel, beginning to see them as more than their initial appearance. Even Alastor, who still kind of gave you the creeps, you had regarded as someone you could speak to without hesitation.

You’d sit on the couches with Angel Dust, drowning in popcorn as you watched whatever was on TV for the night. Sometimes, you’d sit with Husk at the bar as you listened to his stories from his days at the casino and as an Overlord.

It was there, when Charlie had summoned the courage to call her father, Lucifer, the King of Hell, to come visit the hotel and decide on getting her that meeting with the higher powers in Heaven.

Upon hearing about Lucifer's impending visit, you felta mixture of nerves and excitement. You've heardstories about him-his charisma, his power--but you never expected to meet him, let alone showcase your art to him. Would he even like them? He's no doubt seen much more beautiful sights.

As preparations for Lucifer's visit got more chaotic by the minute, you found yourself back in your Atelier, quickly cleaning up your room and berating yourself for any little mistakes you found in your paintings. Each stroke of the brush carried with it a sense of urgency, a desire to impress not just your friends at the hotel, but also the King of Hell himself.

The current piece you were working on was your most intense one yet. It depicted that of an almost nude man, flying high in the skies. His back was faced towards you, his face hidden from view. He was faced towards the sun, which bathed him in a warm glow. Arms outstretched, knees curled in, it seemed as if the angel was going to give the sun a large bear-hug.

It wasn’t until you heard loud commotion in the lobby did you realize Lucifer had arrived. Quickly dropping the brush you were holding, you sneaked down the stairs and quickly neared the archway of the lobby.

Peaking your head out, you canned the large room. Until your eyes locked in a pale figure. Lucifer.

He was beautiful, definitely held the looks of an angel that fell from heaven. His light blonde hair curled elegantly around his face. The candles from the chandelier above basked him in an ethereal glow, as though he could replace the sun itself. Just like the angel from your painting.

His eyes reminded you mostly of a snake. Calculating and cold, but holding so much wisdom and depth. There was a slight sadness there as well, as though itate at him slowly, consuming his soul. It was masked incredibly well though, and you only caught a glimpse before it disappeared.

His attitude toward his daughter made your heartmelt, it was obvious he cared about her in the way heacted and spoke to Charlie, even if his absence didn't speak so fondly of him.

As Lucifer and Alastor butted heads, you quickly scurried back to your room. You had hoped to finish your work-in-progress by the time he arrived, but the struggle to get those damn angel wings to be anatomically correct was a pain.

You hurriedly continued your work, trying to calm your nerves by busying yourself with the painting in front of you.

Charlie's voice broke you out of your concentration soon after, multiple footsteps closing in on where your room lay. You shot up from your seat, and stood up straight, ready to meet the man of the hour.

You couldn't help but feel a flutter of anticipation mixed with apprehension as they approached your make-shift gallery.

Charlie, Vaggie, and— wow, he looked so much better up close— Lucifer stepped through the doorway.

“Dad, this is the newest addition to our staff! They are in charge of helping to inspire our future guests through the power of art!" Charlie proclaimed with glee, pulling you by the arm towards her father.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, your majesty. I apologize for being so messy, I was just finishing up another painting." You had greeted him softly.

"Don't worry, you look great," He assured, a gleam in his eyes, "and the pleasure is all mine, anyone who is willing to help my little girl is someone worth meeting,"

You stood there for a moment. Unsure of where to go next, before you felt a slight nudge from Charlie that pulled you back to reality, "Why don't we take a look at your paintings? I promise you, Dad, they are amazing!" She squealed softly.

Beckoning Lucifer forward, you took him through each painting. You described your feelings for each piece, and what made you choose them for the hotel.

You rambled on and on, and Lucifer never said anything, he just listened as you spoke.

Which made you nervous, what was he thinking? Did he like them, or was he just waiting for you to stop talking so he could quickly escape to something of more interest to him? The thought made sweat dribble down your forehead.

To your surprise, Lucifer's reaction to your art was not what you expected. Instead of dismissing it as mere frivolity, he studied each piece with genuine interest, his expression thoughtful and contemplative.

He mostly stayed quiet, but once in awhile would throw in a joke here and there if he noticed anything of interest in the paintings.

His goofy nature that you caught onto watching him earlier was barely evident though, unlike when he was trying to impress his daughter.

After finishing the small tour, you turned to him in anticipation. Your hands nervously rubbing together, as you shot a glance to Charlie, and she gave you an uncertain look. You both held the same question in your gaze: What is he thinking?

"These paintings.." Lucifer began, his voice low and melodic, "Are different than most i've seen down here, not just some scandalous display, but with real meaning. They evoke emotions long buried, memories of a time before.. all this."

His words caught you off guard, and you found yourself nodding in agreement, unable to tear your gaze away from his intense eyes.

The one he was staring at in particular was a recreation of The Garden of Eden by Jan Breghal, a painting that depicted the place where humanity was birthed, and where it fell.

“Does it look like.. how you remembered?" You had asked slowly, if anyone could validate the truth in your work, it would be him.

"Actually, this is much prettier. The real deal doesn't do your painting justice," He replied, "It was so boring, just green on green."

Also," He added, "An unfortunate lack of ducks. Humanity should be grateful that I got them out of that forest, so they could see something actually worthwhile.. and with ducks."

You giggled softly at his words, have you ever met someone that seemed to love ducks as much as him?

As Lucifer continued to explore the room, you couldn’t help but notice the way he lingered on certain paintings, his fingers tracing the delicate lines with reverence. It was as if he saw something in your art that no one else did, something profound and personal.

Perhaps your choice of baby-faced angels, and ethereal landscapes brought back memories of his time in Heaven. Hopefully, that wasn't a bad thing.

When Lucifer finally turned to you, his gaze softened, a hint of something unreadable lurking beneath the surface. "You have a rare gift," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "To create beauty in a place like this... it's truly remarkable."

He looked at you for a moment, before a smile crept onto his lips. He was Lucifer, he knew exactly what you meant. It's what drove him to manipulate Eve to eat from the Tree of Life in the first place.

Was he finally getting a glimpse of the good free will brought to humanity? Was there actually meaning in his past actions that sent him to the depths of Hell?

His gaze narrowed in on the canvas behind you, and he slipped past you. "What is this?" He asked with intrigue, pointing towards your unfinished painting.

“My final piece. I've been working on it for days, but I just can't get the wings right.. believe it or not, i've never actually seen angel wings in person." You said that last bit as a joke.

His smile sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach. For the King of Hell, it was surprisingly warm, and kind.

Then an idea struck you, but you tried to desperately to push it down. Except it seemed like the only time you could ask someone with angel wings to let you use them as a reference. How many fallen angels were in Hell, anyway?

"I'm so sorry if this is out of line, but. could I, um, borrow you for a little bit? I've just been having trouble drawing the wings correctly and you, well, have them?”

His eyes widened, and his chest puffed slightly at your question. He shot you a toothy grin, “Paint me? Why didn't you mention that earlier?! I have the perfect figure for such a thing.”

Behind him, Charlie rolled her eyes, a hint of a smile on her lips. You smiled too, you should've known he'd have no problem with it, he was the embodiment of pride after all.

He plopped down on a stool before you, and removed his overcoat. Beneath what seemed to be a red and white gatsby vest that hugged his frame perfectly. Jeez, he was almost too good looking.

He stretched out his large wings, folding the otherfour behind him, only revealing the two much largerones. They were breathtaking, truly. They looked so fluffy too!

You guided him on the exact position you needed them to be in, before making your way to the canvas and getting to work.

Assuring the group you only needed to get a visual on the canvas, the actual work you would do on your own. Slowly, you traced the frame of his wings, etching out the soft lines of his feathers and the curvatures of its form.

You could only imagine how soft those feathers were and what it would be like to curl around them like a pillo-

You shook your head to rid those thoughts. Why were you thinking such things about Lucifer like that? It's not like he would even want to let you go anywhere near him or his wings.

Would he?

You continued your painting, trying not to meet his gaze as you would occasionally peak your head from behind the large canvas to get another good look at his wings.

There was a moment when you two did lock eyes, and he sent a half-lidded smirk in your direction. Thankfully the large object between you two helped hide your growing blush. He was obviously just trying to get you worked up, you assured yourself. Just like he did with Alastor. In a different way, of course.

"This reminds me of when Charlie was younger" Lucifer began, filling the silence, "We sat for a good few hours trying to get a family portrait painted and she would just not sit still!”

“Dad.. please, not right now." Charlie growled out in embarrassment, her cheeks flushed. Vaggie only smiled beside her, listening intently as Lucifer filled everyone in on her younger years.

“lt got to the point where I had to summon her favorite toy to get her to stop squirming, everything was smooth sailing after that.

"And what was her favorite toy?" You inquired softly behind the canvas

“A rubber duck! Like the ones you play with in the bath? She could not get enough of it whenever it squeaked. One time the squeaker broke, and I went to my workshop and crafted her a magical one that meowed instead! Haha!"

Okay, this family really has a thing for ducks!

“She hated it, but that only inspired me to keep making more. Sometimes, we'd sit together on the work bench, and I would just come up with ideas like confetti-spitting, or color changing ducks. She wasn't too good at speaking at that time, so every time she'd laugh that was my clue that she liked it!"

It was sweet, the way he rambled about his daughter. He never spoke of himself or his accomplishments, despite embodying the sin of pride. It was almost like his only pride was his best creation, Charlie.

He continued, the room full of jokes and laughter, even from Vaggie, regarding Charlie's life as a youngling. You listened intently to his stories, his voice dripping with amusement as he recounted story after story.

lt was so sappy and you loved it. Which made you grumble quietly to yourself, why did you have to have a thing for DILFS?! Concentrate on the painting!

After a moment, Lucifer's eyes turned back to the paintings around him, his gaze scanning each painting once more. "I've noticed that you seem to have a repetition in your work.. not that that's a bad thing!" He quickly corrected.

“But in all of your paintings featuring angels, there's always a swan swimming or resting nearby. Do they hold any significance, or are they just a passion for you?"

You looked up from the canvas, and also traced the angelic figures across the room. He was right, with the images of the divine beings also came the appearance of the large, white water fowl. Lying lazily beside the angels, or swimming across pools of water as the care-free beings danced and frolicked.

You contemplated for a moment, before speaking truthfully.

“I just think Swans are elegant and ethereal creatures. They embody the purest of souls, untouched by the taint of sin that consumes the world, just like how their feathers remain untouched from the waters they glide on"

Lucifer's eyes lit up slightly, drinking up your words.

“Plus," You continue, "they mate for life, and allow themselves to just.. decay once their significant other departs from the world. It's very romantic, and love is one of the purest emotions in the world."

Lucifer wasn't looking at you when your eyes met his again, his stare was far off. Past the room entirely, as your words echoed through him. There it was again, the glimpse of sadness that he tried to hide so painfully well.

“Does such love like that exist?," he murmured so softly you had to strain your ears.

There was a few moments of deathly silence before Charlie piped up, asking her father something about heaven. You tried to listen, but your mind was stuck on his words. Lucifer was in heaven once, and he still didn't fully believe in such things?

If there weren't others in the room, perhaps you would’ve asked him.

It took a few more minutes before you were able to wrap up fully, but you had no regrets of asking this man for help, the angel on the canvas actually looked like he had wings, not just stumps of white tuft.

You got up from your seat and walked towards him, noticing that Charlie and her girlfriend were not present anymore. It was just you and Lucifer in theroom now.

“Well, thank you, Your Majesty. You really helped me out here, and it'll go a long way to make the hotel look even better"

“Please, call me Lucifer. The formalities are only for subjects, not friends," he replied, "l did really enjoy getting to see your paintings, you are quite a phenomenal artist. I wasn't lying when I said your work was different from the rest. If only you were around for those family portraits."

You were so taken aback by his praise that you only shrugged it off, like it was no big deal. Even though, coming from the King of Hell, it was.

Glancing behind him, you saw Charlie and Vaggie whispering to each other in the hallway outside of the door. You assumed they probably wanted to finish up so they could get him to agree to the meeting with Heaven.

lgnoring his previous statement of formalities— he was the king, you thought, you weren't going to just pat him on the back and say 'see ya! —you lowered your head and bent down to curtsy, just like you were taught when you were younger, placing your hand slightly in front of you.

Usually, you'd use that hand to shake or grasp the other person's, but it felt wrong to treat this powerful angel like any other man.

Suddenly, you felt the soft touch of fingers gliding across your hand. In confusion, you looked up at those golden eyes and that charming smile. Trying to get a glimpse of what he was thinking.

His hand gripped yours gently, and with a bow of his own, lowered his lips, and pressed a soft kiss your knuckles.

Your breath caught in your throat, and you feared to blink, soaking in his beauty for as long as you could before he had the chance to pull away. You wanted to say something, but your tongue was refusing to work as your mouth opened and closed silently.

When he finally released your hand, he adjusted his hat and turned towards the door. Leaving you standing there, your face burning hot

He cleared his throat, and turned his head slightly, his eye catching yours. A playful smile dancing on his lips.

“l look forward to our next portrait together, hopefully where I am the motivation behind your strokes. Not just these dull wings."

And with his words hanging in the air, you were left alone, with the growing itch to press your face into a pillow and squeal.

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awww man, my first fic! I was trying to make this more dating-centric, but i couldn’t stop writing for their first meeting and it got too long haha! If y’all like this one enough, i’ll make a dating version!

let me know what you think 🙏 i reallyyyy appreciate all comments and criticisms!!

wonderful art i commissioned by DawnDrawnS on twitter! <3

#Hazbin hotel #lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #hellverse #OOC Lucifer? #He just ain’t as goofy #But I HC he’s only like that around Charlie :) #fanfiction #writing

[ask-cupbros-parents]

ACT I Headcanon time

( or just some little things)

* Redraw from Casino Cups

...♣️Previous Next♥️...

♠️ First ♦️  

Characters:

Utena Teacup:

Utena is a speedrunner when she collects soul contracts.

She shares a similar appearance with all the girls in the Teacup family, except for differences in nose color and eyelashes.

Utena affectionately calls Walter "fairy godmother" due to the resemblance of his wand to a fairy godmother's wand. She also has playful nicknames for him, like Walt or Waltio, and even Walterella (only she can use this nickname).

Childhood friends with Salt Baker.

Walter Watterson :

Walter's favorite musical instrument is a huge organ.

He can appear intimidating when he's pushed to his limits.

His wizard name is Walthazarbalthazar Feefiefofalthazar III, ( reference)

Kettle, who later becomes a teacher, initially tutors Walter to teach him manners and transform him from a wild child who caused magical bursts and played pranks, to a gentleman.

Walter respects and likes Kettle, as he treats Walter with kindness and understanding.

His parents are unaware of Utena Teacup's existence due to her disguises whenever they find Walter interacting with her.

Kettle:

Kettle is initially hired as Walter's tutor to teach him manners and improve his behavior as a child.

Later, Kettle joins the army of Calix Order, years later he eventually becomes a teacher at Inkwell Academy.

He is Walter's most trusted confidant.

Salt Baker:

Salt Baker is currently an apprentice at a bakery in Inkwell Isles City.

He is childhood friends with Utena Teacup.

Organizations:

Order of Calix:

Before the Order of Calix was formed, the Teacups and the Wattersons engaged in several civil wars.

Despite a truce now, they remain rivals.

Other Headcanons:

There's a "finders, keepers rule" for the Devil's Pitchfork, but rumors suggest it can be used to make a deal with the Devil in exchange for a wish.

The Devil is often in vacation mode and runs a casino as one of his hobbies in Act I.

King Dice dreams of becoming a star celebrity.

Nazca is an intern Angel, observing mortal ecology and writing reports for Archangel Gabriel.

Chalice ( Charlotte) has an "ok relationship" with her adoptive parents ( Walter's parents).

#headcanons #headcanon #Hope I won't forget

[decaffeinatedpartymuggoop]

Okay, we all know being a demigod is a shit position. Its scary and gets you killed in really nasty ways. But I feel like being a Big Three Kid has to be the shitiest position in all the shit positions.

Like, imagine being Thalia Grace. Your dad is king of the gods, lord of the skies. Led a war to get rid of a tyrant. And the only thing you get is his scorned wife AND brother, who both try to kill you (with one technically succeeding), a drunk of a mother, and brother who you thought was dead. Oh, wait, he’s not dead! No instead he was used as an offering to appease your dad’s wife and help fight in a war and prevent mass destruction.

Or maybe you can imagine being Percy. Son of the sea god, the stormbringer, the earthshaker. You get to live with a disgusting, abusive man for around 6 years. Who smells like literal shit. All because your scent as a demigod is too strong, BECAUSE of who your father is. You see things that you aren’t supposed to see and do things that people can’t do and go years thinking something is wrong with you. That your the problem. Then you get to the one place where you’re supposed to be save. But! Here is the kicker! You’re not! Your uncles hate you and you’ve been accused of stealing a symbol of power. A series of events that will kick off a war, and guess what. You’re a center point for it. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood.

Mhm, but then there’s Hazel. Daughter Pluto, god of the underworld and riches. But that doesn’t really change anything does it? She’s still living in 1930s America, in a red state. One where confederate flags still hang if you go deep enough into the city. She go to a school where the kids are supposed to be just like her! They still don’t like her tho. She’s got no idea who your father is, only that he left her with a parting gift. Only it’s not really a gift. Sure, she can pull rubies and diamonds from the earth, all worth millions. But anyone who’s ever gonna touch it will die. She lives with her mother, a woman gone so mad with greed it kills her. And Hazel, by the way. Laying dead Alaska, inhaling oil. But it doesn’t end there! She can’t have her mother suffering for eternity, can she? The answer is no. Hazel gets to spend the next 70 years in the Fields of Asphodel. It still doesn’t end! Because when she’s brought back to life, she gets to fight in a war against giants, her sad story seemingly never ending.

Nico’s a son of one of the Big Three, one of the most ancient and most powerful. But most people look at him as something bad, something not worth taking a second glance at. Something too look away from, mostly. He’s from the 30s, spent years in a magical time casino with only his sister at his side. She doesn’t stay for long though, she dies soon after they discover their heritage. And he doesn’t remember his mother much, a name without a face. A face without a name. He survived an attempted assassination at 2, though it wouldn’t be the only time his was life was threatened. He clings to his sister, even though she’s dead. He’s the son of the god of the underworld, is he not? There had to be a way, and there is. Only she won’t talk to him, she seems more concerned with communicating with the guy who got her killed instead. She chooses rebirth, and he decides to lay it to rest. She’s not coming back, and he has a war to fight in. (He gets stuck in a jar and forcibly outed a few years later, but that’s a lot to get into for now.)

Jason Grace is a pillar of New Rome, their golden boy, their American boy. He’s a son of Jupiter, a natural born leader. He’s been at camp for as long as he can remember, he wants to be praetor soon. He’s had a rocky start, but maybe he’ll be one of the lucky ones. Retire a veteran and live a long life with Reyna in New Rome. Only that never happened. He has no idea where he is, there’s a girl holding his hand, and she’s cute but it feels wrong. They get attacked and people come in and call him a Greek demigod, familiar, yes, but still wrong. It doesn’t feel right. It doesn’t put things into perspective the way it does for Piper and Leo. He’s goes to a quest to rescue Hera, the name sounds wrong. He nearly dies but at least he remembers who he is. He spends the next 6 months trying to get back home, even though he isn’t too sure on where or what home is. He gets there, eventually, but it doesn’t stop there. He’s dragged on quests and battles and fights in the war but at least he survives it, he’s still there. Apollo needs help, he and Piper give him aid. He gets dumped. He doesn’t get to he a veteran in New Rome. Not with Reyna, not with Piper, not with anybody. He doesn’t get kids or grandkids. No, he gets shot down, another demigod buried.

You could be any one of them, really. Pick your poison, but I guarantee you won’t like any of them. Spending years trying to find a place where you belong, where you feel safe. Only for it to never come.

Percy, who, if you really look at the books, isn’t really all that well liked until he’s at least 2 years into camp. Only to then be sidelined because the courages, brave, fearless daughter of Zeus is back from the dead. Nico, the son of one of the most feared and hated gods. Who has death written all over him, who excludes it so much animals can smell it and humans can sense it, who’s been ostracized and pushed off to the side since he was 10. Hazel, who was treated like disease as soon as she stepped foot on camp soil. Who’s gone her whole life looked as something that’s cursed, that will only bring misfortune, a bad omen.

Shit positions, all of them.

#Hazel and Jason make my head spin #also jaosn and Percy #I like how they both in a way didn’t want glory or to be some hero #i don’t think Jason mentions it much but they kids and grandkids mention in BOO is very telling #Percy’s is from the musical but whatever we all know the musical is canon #and show Percy thinking something is wrong with him and that he needs a mental evaluation of some kind is #everything #I’m making that canon now #I’d love to get a Thalia book #a trilogy maybe #first book is her with her mom and Jason + Luke and Annabeth on the run #ending with her dying #2nd book takes place after her resurrection and during the the war #final book is life with the hunters #and how she found peace in a world designed for her to struggle #I feel like out of all of them big three kids she’s the only one who got her happy ending #and in the fandom the hunters have gotten the reputation of being where Rick puts characters that can’t be shipped with anyone #but I really don’t think it’s the case with her #she’s also one of the only demigods where I think her story has come to a close #like it’s done #Percy’s story is almost done too #Nico and Hazel I feel aren’t quite there yet #percy jackson #thalia grace #hazel levesque #jason grace #nico di angelo #pjo hoo toa #heroes of olympus #percy jackon and the olympians

[ordon-pumpkin]

Percy Jackson spoilers and criticism below.

I see people complain about how the show just has the characters figuring out things way too quickly (I completely agree with this.) Then I see people complaining about that criticism saying things like “Oh it makes sense! They would know that because Annabeth’s been at camp, Grover is a satyr, and Percy’s mom taught him about the myths!” However, there is a difference between them knowing about the stories and them IMMEDIATELY figuring each potential trap/situation out and zapping the energy from the scenes.

These same instances in the book usually involve a feeling of unease, something feels off, things seem kind of familiar, and it slowly dawns on them what they are dealing with OR they are escaping one situation to be thrust into another and don’t have time to think about it at all. There’s tension, there’s drama. I’m here for it. The show on the other hand? Oof.

Also the circumstances in which they encounter these situations in the book greatly influence how things go. They are human(ish) after all and them getting into these messes makes them easier to connect to as characters. Let’s break it down a little more there.

- With Medusa they were lost in the woods and hungry. The smell of food lured them in. They were hungry children dang it! From the circus lol (Honestly, this instance didn’t bother me too much in the show when I first watched it because it was early on before the knowing things too soon became an ongoing theme.)

- With the Lotus Hotel and Casino they were tired and feeling grimy, having just traveled in the back of a truck with a bunch of animals in horrible conditions. It was scorching hot outside. They were absolutely exhausted and wound up there where a doorman invited them in and it was a relief to have somewhere to take a break, recoup and figure out their next move. Once inside they had access to a shower! There were snacks. Plus the place was incredible. It also showed their interests with Annabeth being drawn in to trivia and city building games, Percy liked the bungee jumping! Grover played a reverse hunting game! Percy figured out the trap by asking a guy using 70s slang and dressed to match, what year it was. He kept asking and getting different answers. Then he was able to snap Annabeth out of it by describing spiders, which he knew she had a fear of from the Tunnel of Love ride. (This whole scene in the show was such a let down, so was the Tunnel of Love scene but I’ll leave that alone for now.)

- With Crusty they were on the run and dashed into the store. This encounter is one of my favorite moments of Percy’s quick thinking in the books btw. Also his absolute lack of hesitation to slice someone’s head if they mess with his friends. Percy is smart. He’s very street smart actually. In the book this scene shows that really well. (The way I paused the show in frustration and almost turned it off when the episode started already at Crusty’s with the line “I know who you are.” Like of course. That’s just how we’re telling this story now. Check. They met Crusty. And he doesn’t feel like a threat at all. But they met him I guess.)

The exhaustion and the circumstances in these instances in the book and getting into these traps aren’t the trio being “stupid.” They were moments that set up the situation to feel more relatable, alive, tense, and interesting. The show’s changes have taken away most of the tension from these scenes. Them knowing and catching on to things so quickly is lazy and it is incredibly boring. It just feels like they are checking off a list of places from the books they wanted in the show, while losing the entire energy and impact of those locations and scenes.

To me everything in this show feels like it’s at 20%. The humor, the stakes, the tension, the personality, the freaking lighting (why is so much of this show so hard to even see?), the whimsy, the magic, the charm. It’s all so dialed back and watered down. The book is a roller coaster of making you laugh and putting you on the edge of your seat with the tension and situations these kids get into. It’s campy, it’s intense, it’s crazy, and so energetic. The show feels bland in comparison. Idk how you manage to make Percy Jackson feel boring but they did it.

I’m not asking for it to be an exact copy of the book. I’m just disappointed with how dull it is. When it’s boring and it’s a scene that was the furthest thing from that in the original version then YES I’m going to compare it and wonder why there were changes to make it less interesting. In fact, my favorite scene in the show so far is actually the taxi in the parking garage scene. It captured the energy and vibe of Percy Jackson really well and it’s a scene not in the books at all. The energy is important and this show is lacking severely most of the time. It has some really good moments (back to that 20% thing) but overall it’s such a let down.

We have one episode left of the season and I don’t exactly have high hopes of it making things better. It just makes me sad because I wanted to love this series. The incredibly talented cast, a major studio behind it, passionate people being involved including the author, amazing source material… I look at all of the ingredients and it should be amazing. But I’m pretty disappointed right now.

#pjo tv #Percy Jackson and the olympians #Percy Jackson #Percy Jackson spoilers #pjo #pjo tv critical #pjo tv crit

[theangrycomet-art]

Sonic Underground Reprise: Hedgehog Family Tree Hedge

Here- the parents, the aunts, the uncles, the grandpa and grandma's and even some cousins.

Now, are most of these characters relevant to the main plot? No. But if you have followed me for any amount of time you should know of my love of expanding character's family trees.

COMMISSIONS OPENED

Kofi

Family Notes: (this gets kinda long)

Parlouzer Lore (paternal side)

Charlotte was a sailor who split her time exploring and fishing with her crew

she may or may not have been a pirate

Maurice was a skilled carpenter who worked from his home workshop in Port Mobius

he was just a humble, if a bit on the quiet side,

the two met by chance when Charlotte was exploring the area while Maurice was trying to get groceries

instantly charmed with one another, they kept in touch and she made it a point to always come back to see him every chance she could

after about 5 years of this she proposed to him and the two were married the next day

Chuck was born shortly after (honeymoon baby)

he mostly stayed on the mainland with his father while Charlotte continued working on the high seas

Julius was born when Charles was 12, and Pauline Pauli when he was 19

Chuck left for college early at 16, so he wasn’t particularly close with his younger brothers until they were practically adults

Jules ran away when he was 13 to join the circus, completely cutting off contact for nearly 5 years

At 17, he and several other members of the circus (including Argus) were arrested in Casino City after being framed for treason by a rival performance troupe. Due to their age however, the two were given an alternative to jail time: enlistment, which they begrudgingly accepted (this was HIGHLY illegal btw, as both were underage and therefore not qualified to be enlisted)

around 3 years into service, Chuck got wind of the bullshit charges placed on his brother and threatened to raise hell if the two were not brought back home immediately

Jules and Argus were then hired as a part of the Royal guard where they were charged initially with guarding King Max’s son, Crown Prince Nigel

Pauli avoided trouble growing up, having taken more after his father than his lovely, impulsive older brothers

Ihe developed a passion for piloting and decided to start his own delivery business, which would be how he would meet his future wife Bernie

Bernie

Nadim Lore

ditch the royal family part and exchange it for a powerful magic fam

Hatshe is the matriarch of a powerful magic guild, the Rising Sun, though she has retired from any official position

the Rising Sun was formed by Aman-Rapi long ago

Hatshe met Olgilvie when traveling through the Kingdom of Mercia when the then King requested the aid of the Rising Sun’s strangest magician (they had meant to request “strongest” but their had been a slight typo, luckily for them Hatshe was both)

Bastard son of a a duke, Olgilvie was knight renound for his skills with a blade as well as the strings

he was assigned to aide Hatshe in her assignment

the two did not get along initially, as both were headstrong individuals who had their own way of doing things, but eventually became friends, and later lovers

He ran off after her once her assignment had been completed and continued courting her back home

Layla is Aleena’s older sister, as well as the current leader of the Rising Sun

Though she may appear calm, collected, and regal, outside of official appearances she is a very much a dork who is not above a little mischief

she met Terios when the were children during the family’s travels

more specifically, she found his half dead body lie partway out of a river bank

he was taken in to the guild, where he showed strong promise in healing magic

childhood friends-> lovers, slowburn 160k words basically

everyone knew that they liked eachother except themselves

despite some initial mishaps, the guild has been thriving under her leadership

despite Robotnik’s efforts, their guild halls have remained hidden to him, as well as serving a safe havens for those trying to escape his reign

they work loosely with the Resistance, though Layla leaves it up to the individuals to come forwards and offer aid

#Sonic #Sonic Underground #Uncle Chuck #Sir Charles the Hedgehog #Chuck the Hedgehog #Sonic the Hedgehog #Tails the Fox #Miles Prower #Miles Tails Prower #Sonia Windermere #Sonia the Hedgehog #Manic the Hedgehog #Sonic and Tails #Paulie the Hedgehog #Paulie Hedgehog #Bernie Hedgehog #Bernie the Hedgehog #Julius the Hedgehog #Jules the Hedgehog #Aleena the Hedgehog #Queen Aleena #Layla Nadim #Terios Nadim #Hatshe Nadim #Queen Layla #Queen Hatshe #Ogilvie the Hedgehog #Ogilvie Nadim #Sonic OC #Sonic Underground Reprise

[y-rhywbeth2]

Lore: Common Phrases & Words

Accuracy Disclaimer & The Other Stuff [tldr: D&D lore is a giant conflicting mess. Larian's lore is also a conflicting mess. You learn to take what you want and leave the rest]

Abeir-Toril Why it's called the "Forgotten" Realms History | Time & Festivals | Lexicon [1] [2]| Languages | Living in Faerûn [1] [?] | Notable Organisations | Magic | Baldurs Gate | Waterdeep | The Underdark | Geography and Human Cultures --- WIP

Translating some earth phrases and words into their Faerûnian equivalents, plus some words specific to Faerûn; Here's how make friends and insult people in Faerûn. Also they have coffee, guitars and health insurance.

Also included a handful of Waterdhavian phrases and words.

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Phrases and curses:

"Before all the gods..." - "I swear to god..."

"Well met" - default greeting; hello

"Well again" - greeting between acquaintances, business partners and friends.

"Well enough" - agreement; "ok", "that's fine with me"

“Never undress in a room with a window, a Harper may be near!” – "Be careful what you say, you don't know who's listening. an interesting warning courtesy of Waterdhavian noble matrons.

"Haularake!" - The polite way to say "gods fucking damn it!" while in front of small children.

"Hrast!" - Damn it!

"Hrasted [thing]!" - Damned [thing]!

"[Deity]'s Blood" - eg "Cyric's Blood" Religious oath, rather like jesus christ. Contracted version of Blood of [deity]

I swear that I have seen "Umberlee's Teats" and "Cyric's Balls" said somewhere...

"Being an ox-haunch" - "Being an asshole"

"a breath" - a moment, a second; "wait a breath"

"A breath or two" - A moment/second; eg, "give me a breath or two to finish this."

"A goodly breath or three" - a minute. (Waiting for a notable amount of time, maybe ten minutes, but not that long.) -- The dwarven variant is "but a little while" -- Halflings call it a "long song"

"Counting like a halfling" - Being contrary just to be difficult Most of the Realms counts on their fingers starting with the thumb, halflings do it the other way around.

"Naeth!", "Naed!" - Shit!

"Sabruin" - Fuck you, Fuck off.

"Lay down [good] coin" - "pay [a lot] for something"

“Resourceful as a bard”

"Life's better when you're not a frog." - "Avoid wizards."

“Sweet water and light laughter until next we meet” - A goodbye said between nobles. Technically an elven farewell, but human nobility decided it made them look cultured or something.

"Gone to Daggerford" - Waterdhavian phrase meaning to hide from the law by lying low outside the city

"Black as a black opal" - used to describe people who seem evil, but aren't really. (Especially if they'd dislike you saying so)

- Faerûnian Lexicon:

Scorchkettle - a Karen.

Dining-house - a Restaurant

Glim - Eye-catching, beautiful, flashy

Kaeth - Coffee ~Fireswallow - a colloquial term for Coffee.

Yarting - acoustic guitar

Short scroll - Newspaper

Nandra - mediocre, meh.

Dael, daelin - a year, years

Saer - a term to address nobility when you don't know the proper title, or when they're children

Lackwit - Idiot

Roundskull - a prejudiced idiot who doesn't use their brain; "often applied to local folk who sit drinking in their tavern displaying prejudices and repeating the words of their parents and grandparents, rather than making their own judgements about changing conditions around them, and new concepts, items, and customs."

Handfast - an engagement (to be married) Handfasted - engaged

Goldnose, Goldnosed - Haughty. aka. "Has a stick up their ass." Highnose - as above

Lackcoin - a derogatory term for those living in poverty.

Darkmorning - the early morning hours between midnight and sunrise

Highsun - Midday

the Eavestrough - the Gutter

a Bell - an Hour

a Candle - an Hour

Festhall - a type of establishment found in the Realms. A kind of fusion between an inn, laundromat, spa, night club, brothel and casino. I'll explain these in another post. Suffice to day that BG3 is the most accurate portrayal of how damn horny this setting is that I've seen in a CRPG so far.

Blesséd - an elven loanword referring to immediate family.

Harhand - a labourer (minimum wage employee)

Healthshield - Health insurance, also known as a "healing-bond"

Fire-bond - Fire insurance

Rivvim - horny

Dawnfry - colloquial term for breakfast A common breakfast, especially for travellers at camp, is to quickly fry the leftovers from last night's meal.

Highbite - colloquial term for lunch Long variant is "Highsunfest."

Latebite, Evenfest - Dinner Abbreviation of "Eveningfeast."

the Art - Magic

Lackspell - a weak, or novice wizard

Aloft - Upstairs; "she went aloft/upstairs."

High-coin - Expensive; or referring to a high paying job Low-coin - Cheap; or paying minimum wage

Finework - intricate and valuable metalwork. Silverware and jewellery, for example

Finesmith - a smith who works with precious metals.

Hiresword - Mercenary

Stareyed - naïve

Shraehouse - a type of very small tavern

Fastmud - Cement

a Swords out - a brawl or violent argument

a Smur - a light, misty rain

Beast-men - common word for ogres

Big Folk - Term used by gnomes and halflings to refer to the other races

Longears - term for an elf

Little man - insult aimed at dwarves

a Blackstick - something like a grease pencil. A writing utility made of a stick of thorden (juniper) wood that can be sharpened on one end, which is then slightly charred and used to write with.

a Blandreth - a three legged cooking pot

a Boot - a Traveller

Dadacky - Rotten, Decayed

Heartstop - a Heart attack

Coin - Money; "I've got no coin until I get paid next week."

a Broad Cry - Headline of a newspaper/broadsheet

Holy hand - a temple guard

Tenday - equivalent of a week (10 days instead of 7) Other, less commonly used terms include; an "eve," "hyrar", "ride" or a "domen".

the Elf day - the Weekend. The tenth day of a tenday, sometimes a day of rest.

House storming - a burglary; home invasion

the Realms Below - the Underdark

a Black Robe - a magistrate [Waterdhavian dialect]

a Sun - a platinum coin [Waterdhavian]

a Dragon - a gold coin [Waterdhavian]

a Shard - a silver coin [Waterdhavian]

a Nib - a copper coin [Waterdhavian]

[fakeoutbf]

so much for (tour)dust u.s. leg

magic 8 ball and piano medley songs sorted by date

color coded by album ● repeated songs in bold

tttyg ● futct ● ioh ● fad ● srar ● abap ● mania ● smfs

June 21 - Wrigley Field, Chicago, IL

Piano medley

- Lake Shore Drive (Aliotta Haynes Jeremiah cover)

Magic 8 Ball song

- G.I.N.A.S.F.S. (Live Debut) (Alias: GOLF)

June 23 - Hollywood Casino Amphitheatre, Maryland Heights, MO

Piano medley

- What a Time to Be Alive (Live Debut)

Magic 8 Ball song

- Of All the Gin Joints in All the World (First time live since 2008) (Alias: GAMMA JULIET)

June 24 - Azura Amphitheater, Bonner Springs, KS

Piano medley

- I'm Like a Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off (Me & You) (First time live since 2014)

Magic 8 Ball song

- Sophomore Slump or Comeback of the Year (First time live since 2014) (Alias: OCHO)

June 27 - Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion, The Woodlands, TX

Piano medley

- Somebody to Love (Queen cover)

- Take On Me (Aha cover)

Magic 8 Ball song

- The Kintsugi Kid (Ten Years) (Live Debut) (Alias: TANGO YETI)

June 28 - Dos Equis Pavilion, Dallas, TX

Piano medley

- What a Catch, Donnie (First time live since 2013)

Magic 8 Ball song

- The (After) Life of the Party (First time live since 2007) (Alias: SIERRA ALPHA)

June 30 - Talking Stick Resort Amphitheatre, AZ

Piano medley

- Spotlight (Oh Nostalgia) (Patrick Slump song, first time live since 2011)

Magic 8 Ball song

- Homesick at Space Camp (First time live since 2013)

July 1 - North Island Credit Union Amphitheatre, Chula Vista, CA

Piano medley

- Nothing Compares 2 U (Prince cover)

Magic 8 Ball song

- (Coffee’s For Closers) (First time live since 2009)

July 2 - BMO Stadium, Los Angeles, CA

Piano medley

- Mr. Blue Sky (Electric Light Orchestra cover)

- Golden (First time live since 2007)

Magic 8 Ball songs

- G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

- America’s Suitehearts (First time live since 2009) (Alias: ASS)

July 3 - BMO Stadium, Los Angeles, CA

Piano medley

- Every Breath You Take (The Police cover)

- I’ve Got All This Ringing In My Ears and None On My Fingers (Live Debut)

Magic 8 Ball songs

- The (After) Life of the Party

- Bang the Doldrums (Live Debut) (Alias: YANKEE HOTEL HOTEL)

July 5 - Shoreline Amphitheatre, Mountain View, CA

Piano medley

- Alison (Elvis Costello cover)

- What a Catch, Donnie

Magic 8 Ball song

- The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes (First time live since 2013) (Alias: PATRIZZY S)

July 7 - USANA Amphitheatre, West Valley City, UT

Piano medley

- What a Time to Be Alive

- Hold the Line (Toto cover)

Magic 8 Ball song

- The Kids Aren’t Alright (First time live since 2018) (Alias: KILO)

July 9 - Fiddler's Green Amphitheatre, Greenwood Village, CO

Piano/acoustic medley

- Goin’ North (David Stump cover)

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball song

- Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner (First time live since 2014)

July 11 - Walmart AMP, Rogers, AR

Piano medley

- (What’s So Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding (Brinsley Schwarz cover)

- What a Catch, Donnie

Magic 8 Ball song

- I Slept With Someone in Fall Out Boy and All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me (First time live since 2015)

July 13 - Somerset Amphitheater, Somerset, WI (shortened show due to weather)

Magic 8 Ball song

- Fame < Infamy (Live Debut) (Alias: BRAVO WHISKEY PAPA)

July 15 - Riverbend Music Center, Cincinnati, OH

Piano medley

- What a Catch, Donnie

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball song

- Favorite Record (Live Debut)

July 16 - Ruoff Music Center, Noblesville, IN

Piano medley

- What a Time to Be Alive

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball song

- Where Did the Party Go (First time live since 2014) (Alias: WHISKEY PAPA)

July 18 - Blossom Music Center, Cuyahoga Falls, OH

Piano medley

- Hallelujah (Leonard Cohen cover)

- I'm Like a Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying to Get You Off (Me & You)

Magic 8 Ball song

- 27 (Live Debut) (Alias: TANGO SIERRA)

July 19 - Jiffy Lube Live, Bristow, VA

Piano/acoustic medley

- Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner (full song)

Magic 8 ball

- She’s My Winona (First time live since 2009) (Alias: BEETLE JUICE)

July 21 - PNC Music Pavilion, Charlotte, NC

Piano medley

- Lean on me (Bill Withers cover)

- What a Catch

Magic 8 Ball song

- Dead on Arrival (First time live since 2013) (Alias: DELTA OMEGA ALPHA)

June 21 - Veterans United Home Loans Amphitheater at Virginia Beach, Virginia Beach, VA

Piano medley

- What a Time to Be Alive

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball song

- 7 Minutes in Heaven (Atavan Halen) (Patrick on drums, First time live since 2007) (Alias: WOLFGANG)

July 24 - iTHINK Financial Amphitheatre, West Palm Beach, FL

Piano medley

- Dancing Queen (ABBA cover)

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball song

- Tell That Mick He Just Made My List of Things to Do Today (First time live since 2013) (Alias: GATOR BITES)

July 25 - MidFlorida Credit Union Amphitheatre, Tampa, FL

Piano medley

- What a Catch, Donnie

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball song

- Miss Missing You (First time live since 2015)

July 26 - Cellairis Amphitheatre at Lakewood, Atlanta, GA

Piano medley

- Nothing Compares 2 U (Prince cover)

- I’ve Got All This Ringing In My Ears and None On My Fingers

Magic 8 Ball song

- From Now On, We Are Enemies (Live Debut)

July 29 - Pine Knob Music Theatre, Clarkston, MI

Piano medley

- What a Time to Be Alive

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball song

- Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am? (First time live since 2007)

July 30 - Budweiser Stage, Toronto, ON, Canada

Piano medley

- What a Time to Be Alive

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball songs

- West Coast Smoker (Live Debut)

- G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

August 1 - Forest Hills Stadium, Queens, NY

Piano medley

- What a Catch, Donnie

- Just One Yesterday (First time live since 2014)

- Stereo Hearts (with Travie McCoy)

- Cupid’s Chokehold (with Travie McCoy)

Magic 8 Ball song

- I Am My Own Muse (Live Debut)

- 27

August 2 - Fenway Park, Boston, MA

Piano medley

- W.A.M.S. (Live Debut)

- Sweet Caroline (Neil Diamond cover)

Magic 8 Ball songs

- XO (First time live since 2007)

- G.I.N.A.S.F.S.

August 4 - Darien Lake Performing Arts Center, Darien Center, NY

Piano/acoustic medley

- Get Busy Living or Get Busy Dying (Do Your Part to Save the Scene and Stop Going to Shows) (First time live since 2006)

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball songs

- You’re Crashing but You’re No Wave (Live Debut)

- 27

August 5 - PNC Bank Arts Center, Holmdel, NJ

Piano medley

- I've Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song) (Live Debut)

- What a Catch, Donnie

Magic 8 Ball songs

- Bob Dylan (Live Debut)

- I Am My Own Muse

August 6 - Freedom Mortgage Pavilion, Camden, NJ

Piano medley

- Jet Pack Blues (First time live since 2018)

- I've Got a Dark Alley and a Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song)

- Golden

Magic 8 Ball songs

- Pavlove (Live Debut) (Alias: KEVIN BACON)

- 27 (Alias: ONLY THE GOOD)

- G.I.N.A.S.F.S. (Alias: ACRONYM)

#fall out boy #fob #so much for (tour) dust #so much (for) stardust #tourdust #if someone has the rest of the aliases from the setlist i'm happy to add them #idk what else to tag this but here #posting it right as the last show ends rip #i know there's no mania songs but idc i'm not using the purple for anything else bye

[zergula]

Welcome To Sims3City!

They say if you can make it here, you can make it anywhere! Celebrities can be found wandering the shops and giving impromptu performances all over Sims3City. There's live show venues everywhere and it's easy to see why they say this city runs on dreams yet never sleeps!

I found this absolutely gorgeous map: Waterfall Beauty and just had to use it to make my own city world save! This map did come with lots already designated so I filled it up with the best townhouses, apartments, and city life buildings I could find or make to make my own version of a mashup of Starlight Shores and Bridgeport.

INTERESTING CHARACTERS

Every sim comes to Sims3City to make it big! With a performance venue on nearly every corner, you're sure to see:

The Warflowers - These twins started a band and pulled some of their reluctant friends into it. They know once they got here to The City, they would make it!

Chloe and Bob Katt - always on the hustle to make people believe in magic again!

The Myth family is here, of course, living in the spookiest house!

Mirage Sable always seems able to make everyone else's wishes come true, hoping one day her only one will, too!

Candice and Arthur finally made it to The City when Candice got her book deal. Arthur is hoping to make it into the celebrity chef business...with a little help from his friend and now roommate, Derek. This new relationship has a lot of challenges being thrown its way, but this couple is determined to make it here and everywhere!

The Vireowing Fairy Sisters not only have beautiful voices, they love to bestow inner and outer beauty on all of those around them. That's perfect in a city that values beauty!

As with anywhere, crime can be overwhelming in the city but H & H Private detective family, Harmony and Henry, are on the case!

Lots of sims from Starlight Shores and Bridgeport are here: The Drama On TV household, the Crash Pad household, the Atkins Household, the Elson Family, the Sagar Family, the Platt Family, the Hemlock, Schlick and Slayer families, the Belle family, the Art Central household, and the Whitfield family.

AROUND TOWN

38 Community lots

74 Residential lots

This city is ALIVE! Along with all EA rabbitholes, you will find:

CHIPS Casino - a big show venue where you can see the greatest performers and play all games

Across the street, you will find another live show venue - The Locker -

where you can see more live performances. After that, dance the night away at Bubbleworks -

and keep the party going with the late night crew over at The Afterlife Vampire Lounge!

Don't worry about ghosts, though. A recreation of the firestation from the movie, Ghostbusters, is right next door so we ain't afraid of no ghosts! Next to that firestation and hospital emergency center, you will find the Anachronistic Art Gallery and City Hall rabbithole, with some mysterious things to explore in the basement!

In the more affluent area of the city is where you will find the Affluence Golf Club rec park and Tee Off! Sports Bar and Grill -

and some sweet treats at The Big Cheese bakery and shops!

In the center of town, you will find lots of fun for the kids at The Wise Owl Library next to the Aquarium Science Center and the Bright Beginnings Daycare and School center -

Stop by and get some sweet treats at The Plaza Ice Cream Parlor

and then get rid of all of that excess energy at the Big Rock Climbing Centre Gym or The Pac Man Public Pool next to the stadium rabbithole!

Don't forget to visit the Surf's Up Wave Garden at the beach right across the street or the seasonal festival grounds!

Downtown, you can get those extra strings at the DownTown Music Store, play some games at the Laserberry Arcade, and then head over to the Stardust Diner for some drinks and good times!

If you go at certain times of the day to catch a movie at Serena's Community Cinema, you might be able to see some of today's biggest stars working on set! You can pick up whatever you need at the big Sims 3 Market nearby and marvel at all of the old historical residential buildings before you head over to the Double Rainbow Disco Club for more dancing!

For those sims with a more exclusive taste, Club 112 in the historical section is the perfect lounge!

There's The Remaude Coffee Emporium Coffeehouse and Elixir Of Life Coffeehouse and shops for more live venues and fun in Sims3City!

After all of that excitement, the city folks like to visit the Stone Troll Mill Fishing Pond to unwind and maybe catch some dinner if they're lucky!

MORE INFO

This is a world save file. You will need to have the world installed in order to play the save file. In this download, you will find 3 save files and the world file:

Sims3CityCommunityLots - this version of the save is only the community lots

Sims3CityUnpopulated - this is the final version of the save without households

Sims3CityPopulated - this is the final version on the save with all households

I have all expansions, stuff packs, and store content so most of it is probably used in this save. If you do not have the item, the game should generate a similar item. The only expansion not used is PETS so I do not know how this save will run with pets, my apologies. THERE IS ZERO CUSTOM CONTENT IN THIS SAVE. All lots are set as regular lots (not apartments) so if you want to change them for roommates, etc feel free! I hope you enjoy this save as much as I am! Please tag me @zergula or #Sims3City if you share any photos, I would love to see them!

Please check out my other world saves here:

River Falls

Simarellen

Kaodina

Lunestia

Happy simming and green plumbobs for all <3

SIMSFILESHAREDOWNLOAD

#ts3cc #s3cc #the sims 3 #sims 3 world #sims 3 world save #world save file #sims3city

[lesfir]

This is the kind of post that become a flight of thought and reasoning with a bit of hc. The Break Up with Lord Astarion Like: Asc Astsrion dickpic photo of a drunk ex - behavior nah well if drunk... still nah+meh Astarion has centuries of seduction experience. His brains aren't so smooth as to send Tav a "dickpic" in hopes of attention and success. He'll come up with a really nice and neat plan to get Tav to come to him on their own. He's got time. It's AU meme modernity ofc. It's hard to work. Without context, Astarion loses a lot. The medieval, vampirism and slavery is a big context. Depends on how painful it was. Let's say it went okay, a little uncomfortable, but normal. In modern times, if Tav was kind, he'd be something charitable, showy. For Tav and good for building influence, too. For love of the people. If Tav was more evil. He'd be doing something extravagant, still logical. Looking like a fool is not a best seduction tactic. For a good Tav, he'd create parks in the city, and support the arts, charities. For the evil Tav, he would seek influence in closed circles so that those she knows about (admires) would talk about him and his deeds like new skyscraper-hotels with casinos. In any field he would quickly become famous: a beautiful man with refined taste. Speaking of the Middle Ages, in Faerun. Depends on what Tav is interested in, it's magic - the best relics from around the world in Baldur's Gate. New opportunities for mages from all over Faerun. Come to Baldur's Gate. Warfare - don't even ask. Fella will climb into any dragon lair on his own to get to impress. (And have some fun). Astarion despite having goals, would quite enjoy and discover new things in the world. In general, he would get his way. I don't think it's even canonically obsessive, that you can't get off once, like a frenzy, nah.

He'd remember his personal plans, he'd party a lot, he'd be sad sometimes that Tav couldn't share the fun with him. Eventually he was able to taste the food again. There was so much around that he couldn't for 200 years. Seriously he would eat 10 kinds of desserts and enjoy them, forgetting everything. I prefer it when Tav loves everything and shares eternity, pleasures and decadence, the line of play. In this line-breakup I'm more interested in the “partners in crime” that Lord Astarion suggests. That's the fun line of the game.

Here, if Tav friendly agrees, he definitely:

Kinda Friendship Zone. But Astarion is ok with it.

-- Everyone on the Sword Coast thinks they're having an affair. -- He very often emphasized in the beginning that Tav was his friend, like a little poke. But he stopped doing that when Tav returned the favor. -- Astarion feels the need to touch Tav's hand. In general, touching Tav makes him feel better. This Tav is also tactile, she needs to touch someone she likes, someone she is friends with. -- That Tav is a druid. She turns into a frog if Astarion goes too far. And starts croaking. A thing that makes him angry, sad and happy. -- Astarion crosses the lines of edgy flirting while dancing. -- Sometimes Astarion thinks dark thoughts, but he always just thinks them. He has time. To lose her smile is to be a fool. -- He always sulks for about three days when their temprs clash. But that doesn't happen very often. This Tav is as calm as a toad in the sun. -- Surprisingly. He was so greedy for her time, literally, but he'd only gently invite her to join him - for a party, a walk, on a ship to Calimport. Tav had said no a few times. Needing to keep her distance, not to spoil the greedy dragon. And he'd just go like a cat and she'd be bored while he got the fun of traveling. He brought back souvenirs. But she would have liked to see his smile the first time he looked at this town. -- No friend in the Realms gets gifts like Tav. -- His legions of crows are on duty outside her house. Tav didn't mind, she didn't have the best opinion of the world anyway. They were showing up together, these rumors... who need to prick him, will prick her. -- At sunset they often walk together in the parks in the Upper City.

#ascended astarion #lord astarion #astarion #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 astarion #astarion ancunin #my analysis

[tigers-eyes-26]

Colors Chapter 3

Their dance that night was a more subdued affair. Pauline couldn’t stand the atmosphere it was choking. Waluigi counted the steps out loud. She took a step closer to him instead of out. He raised an eyebrow. She whispered to his ear “I’m sorry,” She kept up the steps but kept close to him as they stepped forward and backward. He didn’t answer still counting the steps, but his eyes kept on her. “I’m just a curious cat.” She gave him a small smile. He took a step back spinning her to the beat. They came back together. “That’s sweet you had someone to help you.”

“Ok lets do that again.” He addressed the cameras. They reset.

She continued to whisper so the cameras wouldn’t catch it. “I wasn’t so lucky.” He heard her but kept counting. “I need to tell you something.” Again, he spun her around. “But only after the cameras are off.” He nodded slightly.

“Now lets go a little bit faster.”

*******

She waited for the lights on the cameras indicating they were on to go off. She turned to a scowling Waluigi crossing his arms. “What is it you need to tell me about?” She opened her mouth to answer but he cut her of immediately. “The people are robots.”

It was Pauline’s turn to scowl. He again didn’t give her a chance to answer. “I’m smart too sweetheart. They all dress the same. They are all the same age. There are no old or young people around. I maybe skinny but I am no weakling and it required me to put way more effort to swing those ladies at the club around than it is you.”

Pauline opened her mouth again, and again was denied to speak. “So, what’s the point of telling me they are robots?” He bent into her face a little.

She glared at him not wanting to try to speak again until she was sure he was done. She took a breath. “That wasn’t what I was going to talk to you about, but Yes they are.”

Waluigi gave a small fist pump “I knew it.”

“Even though they are robots. They have personalities and are very much alive and need to be treated like any other people.” She gave him a pointed look. “Capisce?”

“Yah, yah, yah,” He flippantly agreed.

Pauline decided not to continue to argue but switched topics. “What I really wanted to say is I’m sorry about digging into your life without sharing my own dirt.”

Waluigi mulled over what she said. Was he curious about her? Did he really care about what she was going to say? Ehh…What the heck it would be interesting. “Ok Shoot, what dirt do you ~wish~ to share?”

“As you can probably tell from how I speak, I’m from Brooklyn.”

Waluigi held up his hand sharply. “Don’t tell me! You knew the Mario Brothers before they came here.”

Pauline sputtered a little. “I Did…”

“You better not tell me you dated one of them!” He pointed an accusatory face at her.

“Ah…Well…”

“WHa! I bet you dated Luigi didn’t you!?” He crossed his arms and mumbled. “That timid freak somehow gets all the hot feisty babes.”

Pauline stamped her foot. “NO! I went on a date with Mario, it was to thank him.”

“Even better! Thank him for what!? That runt is always saving the damsel in distress. It’s like he has a radar or something! So, what did he save you from? A thug? The Mafia? A handsy fan?”

“No!” She shouted; she took a breath to calm her anger. She quietly continued, “From a gorilla…”

Waluigi burst out into laughter. His laughter stopped when the air was forced out of his lungs. He was suddenly on the ground with a stiletto on his chest, his arm having been captured by Pauline. “Listen buster! If I’m going to continue my story you better listen!”

“…Okay..” He wheezed out. She let his arm go and sat down near his head.

“We think a super shroom got into our world and made it to the Brooklyn Zoo. He wasn’t your average gorilla. You’ve meet DK before, haven’t you?”

Waluigi was still catching his breath but nodded.

“It was his father. We’ve sat down and had a conversation about it. Apparently, animals who eat the food from here get really intelligent. DK and group have their Island as a refuge for all those animals that end up here.” She glanced at Waluigi. He was laying on his stomach with his hands on his face. His face was giving her an unimpressed bored look.

“Anyways that’s not important to our story.” She moved on. “The Mario bros went missing from the community and everyone searched for them. Eventually everyone gave up. I didn’t. I found a pipe and ended up here in a magical world with robots that practically worship everything New York. They had modeled themselves off of 1920s Noir films and 1950s business magazines.”

Waluigi sat up in a cross-legged position. “So, they worshiped you, a girl from the magical place they only had pictures of.” He threw up is arms in frustrations. “What a dream!”

“Hey! It’s not all sunshine and roses! Not everyone thinks I’m doing a good job as mayor. I can’t blame them I never studied political science. I was a bar singer!”

He scoffed, “Cry me a river!” He stood up and brushed the nonexistent dust off his pants. “I would kill to be in your position.”

She looked up at him with a playful face. “Is that a threat?”

“Wah! That’s not my style, I don’t like to get my hands dirty. Plus, that would make me infamous.”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Aren’t you already infamous?”

He crossed his arms and glared down at her. “What do you know about me?”

“I heard from some reputable sources that you tend to cheat.”

He snorted. “Is that source Mario?”

Pauline got up from the floor and into his face. “So, what if it is?”

“He’s just a jealous ex.” He grinned victoriously at her.

She huffed.

Waluigi chuckled, “This is why I don’t tell people things; it can be used against you.”

“Is Mario telling the truth or is he spreading a rumor?”

He didn’t answer. He examined his hand nonchalantly. “I’ll never tell.” 

“Grrrr your infuriating!” She went to punch him he slipped out of the way. She continued to throw punches and Waluigi continued to slink out of her reach, cackling at her efforts.

He slipped out of the door with a playful cry of “Ciao!”

****

The next night after their recording session.

“I have asked around if anyone here knows of your reputation.”

“Annd…?”

“And no one knows about you, all they think is you are a smug grumpy dancer.”

“Yah, So what?”

“So, you don’t have much of a reputation here. You could be whoever you wanted to be.”

Waluigi mulled that over. “Why do you want me to be such an upright citizen?”

“Its what friends do.” she said casually.

“Oh, so we are friends now?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, “I thought this was only a business relationship?”

“It was at first but now I just want to help.”

“~just wanna help~” He mimicked. “Like some hero to save the wayward grifter. I can see the headlines;” he spread is hands over his head as if outlining the headlines. “Mediocre Mayor turns hardened Mushroom Kingdom criminal into goodie New Donk Citizen.”

The barb got under her skin, “I’m not doing as a pollical ploy!”

“It probably makes you feel so ~good~ about yourself!” He hugged himself and gave a faux relaxed face.

“I’m not doing this for me! I’m doing it for you!”

She was losing her cool and Waluigi could sense it. “Why do you care about me!?” He threw his hands up in the air.

Her mouth clamped down, she blushed. Why did she care?

Waluigi didn’t give her a chance to explain, “Am I just some kind of entertainment for you?” he accused.

“NO!”

“Everyone has their reasons for helping. Mario does it for the attention of the princess. Luigi to prove he’s just as good as his brother. Wario for the money. What’s yours, honey?”

She rolled her eyes at his cynical comment. “I told you already! You’re my friend, Wally, I help friends.” Waluigi opened his mouth, but it was her turn to not let him speak. “Do you not think you are worthy of friendship?”

A shadow passed over his face. He tried to rebound. “I-I am Great! The Greatest! Everyone should be dying to be my friend! I…Just…I don’t…need any more friends….right now….” He quickly reasoned.  He…He needed to go. He turned sharply and speed walked out the door, blushing. Pauline watched him go, feeling victorious.

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#waluigi #wario #mayor pauline #pauline #pauline mario #casino #new donk city #fanfic #fanfiction #Au #headcanon #the dancer #the singer #Waluigi x Pauline #WaluigixPauline #PaulinexWaluigi #mario odyssey #earth #magical world #robots #The new donk people freak me out man #crazy cap shop #warioware #pauline x Waluigi #flirting #snarky #tw: harrasment #mario #smb #luigi

[beautiful-basque-country]

@1982brucespringsteen no, you can't leave all that hidden in the tags!

I had no idea this was happening? So apparently rapper Pitbull and other celebrities like Udonis Haslem, Ray Lewis, or Jorge Masvidal have invested their money in an initiative to resucitate jai-alai at the Magic City Casino in Miami.

They've made the court shorter and modified the rules "to appeal to general public" and try to make it as successful as it was from the 40s to the 80s. They want it to be like "tennis".

So they take a traditional sport that proved to be successful just the way it was and now they're revamping it to make it look like another, completely different sport.

Capitalism, I guess.

#euskal herria #basque country #pays basque #pais vasco #euskadi #miami #florida #news #jai alai #herri kirolak #sigh

[mammoneygirl]

Mammon, his insecurity and You / A Mammon's birthday fic

As you all knew ! (I hope) today is my precious Mammon birthday ! So I thought it will be the right moment for me to wrote my first smut fic. I am very proud of the result !

Here is the Ao3 link if you want to bookmark or leave some kudos.

Since I was pressed by the time, it is not completely checked and there are probably some errors. I apologize in advance and promise you that everything will be corrected tomorrow! Thanks for your thoughtfulness in advance !

Enjoy ! ~

My boi is soooo gorgeous ! ~

It was one of those days when Mammon and y/n had gone on a shady adventure. The kind of adventure in which we hope to find an artifact that pays off big. Big enough to play all night at the casino.

During her magic lessons, y/n had the opportunity to go to the home of a very rich witch. Witch who, just today, was in a conference in a very distant place...

The rest is obvious…

Today’s artifact was an ancient gem. A brown, white and beige gem. Mammon held this gem in both hands carefully.

This gem is so shiny... It must be worth a small fortune... Said y/n with sparkles in her eyes.

Mammon looked at the gem, also hypnotized by the prospect of all the money they would be able to make from it.

I can't believe we found this! Do you think we can get anything out of it? The demon asked in a low voice, tilting his head to the side.

All the artifacts found among witches are valuable! You’re the one who taught me that! She said mischievously, taking the artifact from her sidekick. We will discuss the distribution of profits later. For now, we have to leave!

Yeah! Let’s go grab a huge dinner on our way out ! My treat ~ 

How generous of you ! She said with a teasing smile. 

They fled discreetly without being caught and walked towards the sealer who would buy their find from them at the best price.

It was around 10 p.m., the city was colored by the night lights. The atmosphere, that of a late summer with mild temperatures. Mammon and y/n were overexcited by adrenaline, savoring their feeling of victory at having succeeded in their misdeed without incident.

Mammon looked at y/n, admiring her happy face.

You know, I love going on adventures with you, y/n. You’re always so full of energy and ready to go… 

A slight blush came across her face. You know, when I lived in the Human Realm, I would never have done such a thing... She turned her face in his direction with a big smile on her lips. But when I’m with you, I feel like everything is possible! 

I’m glad I could help! That’s why I loved spending time with you. I love the way you see the world. Everything seems exciting ! Said Mammon with a smile.  

She laughed, walking on the small wall that lined the path next to them. It’s supposed to be my line ! 

He laughed along with y/n and jumped on the low wall, joining her. Well, I’m just speaking what’s on my mind… 

Does our perfect crime make you euphoric? You are quite honest tonight ~ 

Mammon blushed a little, he hadn't even noticed it himself. I am not… Do you feel euphoric? 

She jumped out of the low wall. Euphoric like I was coming out of a concert of my favorite star ! 

They continued on their way, walking side by side. Exchanging on all the betting strategies they were going to be able to apply tonight at the casino with the dishonestly earned money. Suddenly, y/n stopped walking. Her face showed a puzzled expression and quickly, she removed the backpack to put it on the ground. Mammon also stopped and gave her a worried look.

What’s wrong? Is everything alright? 

The bag is fucking hot ! 

She eagerly opened the bag to be dazzled by a bright, clear light. She took the artifact in her hand and frowned at the uncomfortable feeling of heat. Mammon approached and instantly took the gem from her hands. The situation was strange and he would much rather take the risks than put y/n in a dangerous situation.

You’re right… It’s darn hot! Do ya think it’s normal? Or… could it be magic? 

I don’t know… But if it’s magic, I think the spell was activated in a sort of way… 

A few seconds after saying this the gem starts glowing even more. Both of them were just staring at it like idiots. Then, suddenly, blinding light erupted from the gem. When they opened their eyes, y/n could see that Mammon's appearance had somewhat...changed. On his head sat two large wolf ears, completely white. She tilted her head a little to the side. Behind Mammon, a wolf's tail, white, moved timidly. 

He touched his ears in surprise, wondering what happened to him. 

What the-? What the hell happened to me? 

Mammon rubbed his head frantically while looking at y/n with an absolutely laughable panicked look. His new wolf tail flapping in rhythm with his frenzy.

y/n looked at him, then at the gem, then at him, then at the gem… She didn’t seem panicked, more… Interested. 

I think the gem had some sort of metamorphic power… She reaches a teasing look at the demon’s face. You make a little cute white wolf ~ 

Mammon gave her a murderous, frightened look. In his normal state, he would have grumbled about the fact that a demon like him wasn't "cute" in any way, but right now his transfiguration was much more worrying for him.

We need to go home. Said the girl with calmness. You can't stay in the street, you will catch too much attention… If someone takes a picture of you and posts it online, Lucifer will see it and we’ll be good for another boring lecture! 

Mammon's ears perked up on hearing the word "lecture" He nodded eagerly and the two set off towards the House of Lamentation, leaving aside their plans to win big at the casino.

When they arrive at home they take a look inside, Fortunately, nobody seems to be in the corridors. Lucifer was in his office, Levi in his bedroom, Beel in the kitchen, Satan in the library and they could hear the snooze of Belphie sleeping in the living room.

Alright. Now we need to be perfectly silent… When I give you the start, we go right into your room. If someone comes, you run and I do the diversion ! 

Mammon nodded his head and they followed her instructions. Silently, they reached Mammon’s room, making sure to be sneaky so that the others didn’t notice his new appearance. Once inside, y/n closed the door softly, sighed in relief. She putted down her things and took off her jacket before taking a seat at Mammon's desk. Since she spent a lot of time in her room, a multitude of her belongings were lying around. It was mostly books and a few clothes. y/n was an avid reader and used to borrow books from Satan regarding artifacts and curses.

Just wait a bit, my little puppy ! I think I can find more information about the power of this gem in these books. 

Wha-? A puppy ? You’ve gotta be kidding… He watched y/n take out a particular book and start reading. I’m a grown-ass man, y/n. I am the second-oldest demon at the House of Lamentation. I ain't can be a little pup! He said as he sat down on the ground next to her.

While reading she gives him a little teasing look. Yeah, usually. But right now, with your cute little ears and cute little tail, you are one! ~ 

Oh shut up ! His tail wags involuntarily. I’m not cute ! I AM MAMMON ! 

She stopped reading. Looking at him with a curious look. What couldn’t you be both? There’s nothing wrong with being a powerful demon and having a cute side. 

It’s just weird! I don’t feel like myself! I’m a demon who likes prestige and power. I don’t care about being some cute… cute…cute… little dog. He shivered as he said the last word and made a blushing disgusted face. 

y/n laughed a little and reached her hand to touch his fluffy ear. Don’t worry, my big puppy ~ You will be a cool and manly demon soon again ! I promised. 

y/n's hand passed back and forth through Mammon's hair, lingering attentively on the outline of his ears while observing his reactions with a small smile. An internal dilemma seemed to tug at him nervously. His cheeks were red and his expression was dazed, but he did not try to get rid of the woman's touch. On the contrary, his ears moved in search of more contact each time she left them.

St… Stop touching my ears, human… I’m a man, not a puppy. 

She continued though, amused at his dishonesty. Her attention returned to the book and she spent long minutes playing with all the most sensitive points she could find. Tearing low complaints from the demon. y/n took particular pleasure in watching him out of the corner of her eye attempt to maintain an insensitive facade.

C’mon… Stop it ! It’s not fun and it’s gross ! 

Mammon was unaware of how his behavior betrayed his words. It was already evident on a day-to-day basis, but his half-animal appearance made it all the more obvious. She could feel him quivering under her fingers and his tail thumping frantically behind him.

y/n… I said- ! He closed his eyes, trying to ignore y/n’s caresses, but his body was trembling all over as he tried to endure the sensuous feeling. I’m… a… grown up… I’m supposed to be cool and scary… not… not… He bites his bottom lip, trying to control himself from moaning or barking at y/n as he’s being caressed. I’m not your puppy… 

Are you sure? You seem to love being petted by my hand ~ 

She started reading again. Glazing from Mammon's direction. Savoring the sight of his body kneeling on the floor, his fluffy tail thumping frantically. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes avoided her gaze in embarrassment. 

They said animal ears are like a human erogenous zone. Very sensitive. Do you really dislike this feeling? 

I’m a demon! Not a fucking animal ! He struggled to resist, but he started to feel that weird sensuous feeling again. This feeling is weird… I… His tail was wagging even harder while his body trembled even more. He seems to be giving up trying to resist little by little. This is so weird. 

She takes time to look at him. Then she said with a lustful smile. You looked like you are in heat ~ 

What? No! He immediately blush even more at y/n’s comment. I’m not… Hum… He tried to compose himself, but he looked at his tail and saw it was still wagging as he was being caressed. I’m just… very… sensitive in this… area… Yeah! That’s it! 

She moved her hand more through his ear. Looking at his face with attention. Almost fascination. And what about here? Do you like it? She was clearly aroused by the situation. 

I… He feels his body shaking while y/n caresses his ear. What are you doing to me? Why did I… feel like this? Stop ! 

She gives him another sadist smile. Alright I stop! Then she takes her hand away. Faking reporting her attention to her book but secretly looking at his reaction. 

Mammon breathed a sigh of relief as y/n stopped caressing his ears. He was slightly panting, feeling that weird sensuous feeling in his body. His cheeks were flushed and his tail was still wagging as he looked at y/n. He gulps when he notices that she was still looking at him, her smile almost teasing. He was so embarrassed now that he closed his eyes, trying to hide himself from y/n’s gaze. 

I… Um… I’m going to take a shower… I… will get rid of this weird feeling… 

Mammon, wait. 

It was an order. An order made by the power of their demonic pact. She said that with a calm but authoritarian tone. Her attention was always on her book. Mammon stopped right away. Looking at her with choking embarrassment. y/n rarely used the power of their pact to force his obedience. When that happened, Mammon couldn't help his body from shaking with impatience and a sort of... Excitement?

He freezed, feeling a sudden shiver down his spine. What? Why should I wait? 

She reported her attention to him. Looking at him with attention and a little smirk. She pointed to an area of the demon’s body, located just below the belt. Are you perphars horny, Mammon? Her gaze became a little dark as she said. You tried to hide it but I saw it ~ 

What? No! Never! I… What?! He looked at the area with his eyes, and saw he’s having an erection. He gasped and his face got even more panicked as he started to cover it with his hands. He was blushing profusely as he looked at y/n with desperation. Since he was under the power of her order he couldn’t move to run out of this embarrassing situation. y/n… please! He looked at her with pleading eyes. 

Aww ~ Don’t be shy, my little puppy! It’s only a natural reaction. She closed her books and crossed her legs. Oh my ~ What am I going to do with you? 

Don’t… call… me… your puppy! 

Mammon was looking at y/n with horror, as if her teasing were going to end his existence. He hides his erection even more, trying to cover it while still avoiding her gaze. His tail begins to wag even more intensely as he was feeling that y/n’s teasing is having some… other effects on him. He whimpered as he felt that the feeling was crowing… even more. Please… y/n… 

Come here. 

Another order made by the power of the pact. Mammon’s body moved on its own, advancing towards the young woman who was enjoying her power over the demon. His body was trembling all over and his eyes were wide open, horrified by what was happening to him. A cold sweat forms on his forehead as he slowly but surely moves towards y/n. His movements were reluctant, but his body seemed to be almost forced to do what her voice said. His tail continued to wag furiously and he looked at her with a desperate gaze, as if his life depended on this. 

He swallows and makes no resistance as he gets close to her. W-What are you going to do to me? 

Only something good ~ I mean… your state seems painful. Don’t you feel some kind of urge? 

… Urge? What… kind of urge? 

He looked at her, not understanding what she's talking about, but a deep part of his mind understands it and he looked even more worried while becoming conscious of it. His tail wags furiously as he approaches y/n’s legs. His face flushed with shame and fear as he didn't understand why his own body was betraying him like this. 

She takes his hand into hers and places a little kiss on it. While looking at him with playful eyes. Kind of… Animalistic urge. Lustful urge to be precise. 

What?! N-No, no! I don’t feel any lustful… or animalistic urge… His voice quivered and he was trembling all over. He tried to take his hand away, to get out of this embarrassing situation. But y/n’s hands hold him with her grip of iron and he can’t get free from her. Please… let me go… I beg you! He looked at her with pleading eyes, as if she was going to end his life. 

Why? She let his hand go and looked at him with very concerned eyes. Starting to think Mammon really doesn’t want all of this. 

This is just too weird! I never felt like this and I don't understand… He gulped, having the feelings he was not allowed to feel this type of emotions. I… I… I just don’t like it. 

She frowned. You lie. You clearly feel good right now. You like my touch. It’s exciting for you. I mean… I can feel it. 

I’m a demon, y/n! I am not supposed… to feel this! 

y/n seemed to calm down as soon as she understood it wasn’t real displeasure the demon was feeling, just misplaced shame. What kind of “this” ? She said while kissing his hand again. 

I can’t even move properly because of you ! I have that weird sensation in my… down there… and I can’t get it ! I'm not supposed to like this ! I am a demon, I need to be in control ! 

Don’t worry Mammon. It’s me. You don’t need control with me. We have a pact after all. She rubbed her face on his hands, like a little cat wanting caresses. 

He gulped again, his face completely red with shame. Yeah… But… I’m a demon… I’m supposed to have pride and self-control… I am supposed to submit people to my desires! Not… Being submitted… And I think… I think… 

So it’s that… 

y/n had two choices right now. Either she decided to spend a monstrous time trying to make the demon see reason, or she got what she wanted through a clever lie. And like any damned soul... She chooses the lie.

But Mammon, it’s only the fault of the gem if you feel like that. You just act in line with your animal traits.

He looked at her with hope in his eyes, like a huge weight disappeared from his shoulders. Is that true?! 

Yeah. Don’t you want to feel even more good? 

Um… I… I… I do like this weird feeling in my body… It feels… good. He blushed harder as he still couldn't control his body. His wolf ears twitched, his tail wagged, his eyes was getting dizzy and he was breathing hard. But… I’m a demon. I have standards. I need to control myself! I can’t- 

He was looking so desperate to control himself as his tail wags furiously like it was expressing his true emotions. He growled a little, frustrated to have no control over his own body. 

So stubborn. She says with an affectionate smile. Her attitude changed a little. Becoming more dominant. Her dark gaze went through him. Making him shiver. Kneels for me, Mammon. 

Again, a demonic order. 

His knees touched the floor, but he was still reluctant to submit. N-No! I… Am a demon ! I’ll never… never… He looked at her with pleading eyes, as if the order was physically hurting him. Please… I beg you, y/n… I’m already on my knees… Just let me go and we can forget about this! His tail was wagging frantically despite all his efforts to stop it.  

She gives him a little smirk in return, saying with a deep voice. You’re good at begging. But I want to tease you more. She takes time to let her hands play with his fluffy ears once again. They’re so soft… So fluffy… 

He blushed all over and gulped when her hand played with his ears. He looked at her as if he was a human being begging for the mercy of a demon. Please… don’t ! I… It’s so… sensitive! He looked away in embarrassment. All of this feels so good. y/n’s hand, her gaze, his position. With each passing second, he was less and less able to contain the sensations. I’ll do anything… just… st-stop! 

No. Her touch was more precise, more assured. Playing with all the weak spots. Enjoying the little noises coming from him and his lustful horny face. His gaze was dazed. All his pleasure was clear like crystal water through it. 

Her deep voice makes him shiver. He tried to hide his erection the best he could as he closed his eyes. He swallowed, making no resistance anymore now the sensations running through his body. His tail was wagging like hell and he started moaning lightly. When his eyes opened a little, y/n could see a bit of guilt in it. 

Stop… y/n… Pl-Please… Hm ~ 

Oh, don’t say that ! I know you want everything but me to stop petting you. She marked a little stop, taking pleasure in extracting a few more moans from him to support his words. Be more honest, Mammon. If you do it, I will make you feel really good ~ 

While saying this, she put her foot on the demon’s erection. Applying circular motions to his crotch. Even through his clothes, Mammon could feel the friction of her movements. He shudders, his face getting hotter, as a weird feeling fills his body. It grows with each circular movement. 

U-Uhh… y/n… His voice was hoarse, his face completely flushed with shame as he closed his eyes, trying to stop himself from feeling what y/n makes him feel. I… Ummm… I… Don’t- I mean… I’m a demoooon ! 

His pleas no longer had an ounce of credibility. They were only diffuse words in the middle of timid moaning. The second born's face was covered in sweat, his half-closed eyes almost filled with tears, his parted lips let out heavy breathing as the frantic beating of his heart could be heard clearly throughout the room.

Yeah. You’re a demon. And that’s exactly why I am so excited to dominate you like this. Be good and don’t deprive me of this pleasure. 

It was not a demonic order. It was even more personal. 

He tries so hard to resist, he doesn’t want to give in to his primal desires, but… his body seems to be obeying y/n's touch and orders. He swallowed hard, as his tail continued wagging nervously. I… I’m a good boy… I… I’m your… He gulped and his hands clenched tightly on y/n’s feet. I’ll be a good boy for you… 

y/n starts. Mammon… Her voice was deep and low. Very sensual, like a siren song to Mammon’s ears. 

He gulped again as his body trembled. Yes… y/n… He looked at her with such desperate eyes as the weird feelings in his body grew even more and his wolf ears twitched in response. 

She applied more pressure on his crotch with her foot. Making her movements more slow and sensual. I want you to take off this. 

W-What?! How dare you! I’m a demon! A Lord of Hell ! He clenched his teeth. I… I can’t do something so… humiliating! 

Her gaze became darker. She clearly accepted any refusal. I don’t give a shit about you being a Lord of Hell ! Right now you are nothing more than my dog. Be obedient ! She tilted her head towards him to whisper in his ear, her foot pressing even harder on his erection. Or I would be forced to punish you. 

He looked at her with an siderate expression on his face. Something seems to switch deep in him at this instant. He only responded with a shy nod before taking off his clothes, showing his body. Body that showed weird markings on his shoulders and near his ears that weren’t there before. He was panting, as his body quivers with the sensation of cold air on his hot bare skin. 

He swallowed nervously and whispered. I don’t usually… let anyone act like this with me… 

I’m glad to hear it. I would have been very displeased to know that someone other than me could have seen you in such a pathetic, adorable and exciting state. Her gaze takes time to look at him fully. Clearly enjoying the view of his naked perfect body. You’re gorgeous… 

All his body feeled even more hot and he looked at y/n, embarrassed and unable to resist. No demon could resist the sensation of being… desired. Not even an archdemon as thick headed as Mammon. He looked away to hide his contentment but his moving tail betrayed him once again. N-No one has ever seen me like… Like that… You really like what you see? 

I like it a lot ~ She putted aside her caresses on Mammon’s erection, making him moan a little in frustration, to run a sensual hand on his chest. Tracing the white lines that ran through his body. All of you are beautiful. Your fluffy white hair, your begging gold, blue eyes… Your collarbone… You have such a perfect body. So appealing… 

A weird expression appeared on his face, as if a complete new feeling and sensation was going through his body: Pride. He never would have thought that someone would look at him with… lust and desire. A lot of people have desires for his model side. A completely fake character who appeared to be confident, arrogant, and prideful… But all of this was acting. The real Mammon who was standing in front of y/n never had the chance to be really seen and desired. 

My body… is not… is not so perfect… For a demon, I am just average… People compliment my personality, not my body…

People are blind. She said with an honest tone. But right now, I’m glad they are. Because I can be the one enjoying this perfection… 

She standed up and goes slowly sitting on the border of Mammon’s bed. Looking at him carefully. His naked body on his knees… just for her… It gave her an indescribable feeling of excitement, satisfaction and power. Mammon was watching her, his blush covering his face. Feeling y/n’s pierced gaze on him, looking at his naked body so carefully giving him a tingling sensation who fills his body. He was breathing hard, so hard. His head was completely dizzy. He never felt this feeling before. 

I’m not perfect… He responded in a low voice. 

Stop telling nonsense. I have tastes that are very difficult to satisfy. But right now, I crave for the view of your body. Only perfection can make me feel this way. Do you understand? 

He watches y/n carefully and can feel the strange sensation grow in his body, the weird tingling sensation that he never felt before and the pride he feels just from her words. Y-Yes, y/n... I...I do understand... His voice was nothing but a whisper as he could feel his body quivering even more. Just like his control was slowly being stripped away from him. 

Now come closer. 

She tapped her lap a little, like a silent order. Mammon didn’t complain. When he takes place on her lap as demanded, a little playful smirk takes place on her face. She let her hand go through his body. Playing with his tanned skin, going slowly on his back to reach the base of his tail. Making him shiver. 

Now I can look at you closely… You seem to grow harder. Did my praise excite you, Mammon? 

His breath goes deeper. He was not talking anymore, just looking at y/n with an anticipation mixed with fear, as if he was very uncomfortable with his own body and actions. Um… He whimpers slightly and covers his face, not used to his body acting like this without his conscious control. 

Did a wolf take out your tongue? Answer me, Mammon. I want to know exactly how you feel… Her touch was even harder on his tail. 

I’ve… I’ve never felt this… It feels weird… But it feels good. So… I think I like your praises… He tried to keep a proud face, but he’s obviously losing control over himself. He whimpers again, and his tail goes nuts and his eyes are half-closed. 

She continued playing with his tail with one hand and used the other to reach Mammon’s erection. Slowly caressing it in a sensual way. Yeah… She responded with a content tone. You seem to feel really good. What's to feel even more good? ~ 

His tail wings furiously as his body quivers once more. His face was brought red with shame but he was not able to say no. y/n owned him at this moment. Yes y/n… I… Please… I want to feel more… 

She intensified her movements on his erection. Hm ~ You are begging good. That deserved a reward. What did you prefer, my little pup? My hand or my mouth to please you? 

Mammon's whole body arched in anticipation as his eyes opened wide to reveal his interest and astonishment. His hands resting on y/n's shoulders were shaking as he answered in a short breath. 

Your… Your… He gulped again. 

Her touch on his erection became lighter, like frustrating caresses. She was clearly waiting for a clear answer. Yeah? Do you want my mouth or hand here? Go one, say it… I’m all ears ~ 

Y-Your… your mou… He seemed to try his best to say it out loud but failed. 

He was so cute acting with all this embarrassment. Even with his not clear answer, she understands his needs. Slowly, she pushes on his back to make his hips go up. She slipped an awkward hairlock behind her ear while approaching her lips to his erection. Her left hand was always on the base of his tail. Playing some caresses through the white fur.

All I want to hear is your cute voice singing for pleasure. Is that clear, my little puppy? 

He didn’t say anything but nodded his head vigorously. Tightening his hands even tighter on his shoulders in anticipation of what happens next.

Alright… So thanks for the meal ~ She said with a playful tone. She slowed her head to take his erection into her mouth. Starting some sensual caresses with her tongue. Playing with the tips first. Then slowly go down at the base. Her look locked into his dazed gaze, full of pleasure.

His wolf ears twitch and his tail wags wildly. He shivered and his face slushed in pleasure. Everything was better than anything he has ever felt in his entire life. A… y/n… this is… amazing-! His body quivers with the sensation he never felt before. His state, in complete bliss, as he enjoys y/n’s touch on his body. 

She moaned a little in approval. Sending little shocks around his erection. Her left hand was always playing with his tail. She starts moving her head to take him even more into her mouth. Taking him in and out at a slow pace. 

At the same time as the pleasure tugged him more and more, Mammon felt shame overwhelming him. How could he react like that to a simple blowjob? He wasn't a prepubescent teenager... y/n must have found him ridiculous at that moment. His moaning voice wasn't manly, his body seemed almost frail above her, he wasn't even able to make a coherent sentence or even the slightest movement... Just keeping his hands still on her shoulders.

In a desperate attempt to avoid having to face his own weakness, he brought his hands to his face, to hide his shameful appearance.

With her right hand, she grabbed his wrist to uncover his eyes. Stopping her work on his private part. Don’t hide yourself, gorgeous. I want to enjoy every expression of your pleasure. Tell me how much you like it. Don’t be shy ~ 

The young woman's words echoed throughout the demon's body and his heart skipped a beat. A plaintive moan passed the barrier of his lips when y/n's lips left his privacy. His gaze on her was almost filled with tears. It was the first time he felt so many emotions. Such contradictory emotions: shame, pleasure, frustration, guilt... They all mixed together and Mammon didn't know if he wanted it all to stop or, on the contrary, for the woman to continue.

I… I can’t ! 

She gives him a little kiss on the hips. Looking at him with an affectionate and devoted look. Of course you can, treasure ~ She takes his erection into her mouth once again. Slowly repeat the same process of earlier to encourage him to lose himself in pleasure and become honest. 

He lets out a loud grunt. y/n’s touch was too much for him to handle now. He seemed totally overwhelmed by all the sensation he was feeling. Aaah ! ~ He tries to cover his face again as if he can’t look at her in this very embarrassing situation. But y/n's grip on his wrists was too strong to allow him to move them.

You did good, gorgeous. Hmm ~ As a reward, she pushed his hips more toward her with her left hand, to take him even more deeper into her mouth. Slowly, she moved his hands and placed it on her head. Like an invitation for Mammon to use her as he pleased. Giving him the opportunity to move her head on the pace that pleases him the most. 

Instinctively, Mammon tightened his grip and the tips of his nails clawed somewhat the skull of the young woman who let out a loud moan around his member. For a few seconds, Mammon wondered if he had hurt her and felt a little guilty. He didn't dare move his hands for fear of hurting her again. To reassure him, y/n ran her hand through the hairs of his tail in a long back and forth motion. The same kind of movements she expected him to make with his head. Mammon looked down at her, who had her eyes closed, focused on her task. A strange feeling gripped his insides and his eyes darkened a little when he realized he could do whatever he wanted with her just for this moment. In all her dominance, y/n was still waiting for a takeover from him. She wanted, only a little, to be submissive to his will. More confident with his observation, he tugged at her hair, bringing her head back, the tip of his intimacy just at the edge of her lips. y/n looked up in his direction, eyes shining and pleading. Like an “again” silent.

To his delight, Mammon continued, pressing her head down almost violently, pushing his full length inside her oral cavity.

y/n starts moaning around Mammon erection even more. Feeling him use her head like that… pushing it onto him to take him deeper was the most exciting feeling of her entire life. He looked so desperate yet so dominant right now. Desperate for pleasure. Desperate for the deliverance. 

His movements on her hand became chaotic and desperate as he grew close to the edge. Every movement, every moan was pure bliss. He didn’t try to control his moaning voice either. Keep repeating how much he feels good and how close he was. 

A weird sensation takes over his body. He was feeling very hot and could feel everything tightening. He looked at her with pleading eyes, begging her not to stop. 

She cupped her cheeks a bit to add more pressure around his erection. Mammon’s mouth lets out a little gasp followed by a deep moan. His hands were totally scratching her scalp now. He was so beautiful to her at this moment. His parted red lips were seeking for air, his hair was a mess, his eyes half closed on a hard lustful look. She knew he was at the verge of the climax so she started moving her head faster, taking him the deeper she could at each movement to make him feel even more good. She wanted to pleasure him so much. Just to see him became a mess. Just to hear him beg like he never begged in his entire life. 

Oh, y/n… I can’t take it anymore! ~ 

She moans around him in response. Like an order for him to let it all go and finally come. Her gaze was on him with attention. She didn’t want to miss anything while he reached the orgasm. This view will be carved in her memory. Maybe it will haunt all of her future erotic dreams. 

Mammon was looking at y/n, watching...waiting for her approval, almost as if he wanted to get permission to make the final burst. His eyes were half-closed and his wolf ears twitching as he watched y/n's movements. His eyes were pleading and he was watching y/n's facial expressions closely. 

Can I… I need to… can I… Please, y/n… Please-! 

Since she can’t talk, y/n gives him a look. A look who said “Come for me, my little puppy ~” 

It was the look the demon was waiting for. His entire body shudders as he reaches the orgasm. His face goes completely red in shame, as he starts whimpering with a loud grunting. He closes his eyes and moans, as he lets all of the frustration that has been built up during their entire game, finally escape in this release. His lips were a bit more apart and his breath was deep and regular. He looked like he couldn't believe what just happened. 

She slowly lowered her pace to give him time to recover. Taking him out of her mouth, she continues stroking him a little with her hand, savoring the post orgasm tremblements of his body. You did great, gorgeous. You were so depraved, so desperate… So greedy for me ~ 

He looks at y/n with a weird mixture of emotions. Overwhelmed by the sensation he just felt and also… by the way y/n treated him. She spoke to him like he’s nothing more than a toy for her pleasure and entertainment. But also… Mammon enjoyed every second of this. This was...really good. In the end...he liked it...and he was feeling...shame...and guilt...for liking this and wanting more. Y…Yes. T-Thank you, y/n… He gulps in embarrassment, as he watches y/n looking at him. 

She gives him a little kiss on the hips, making his body shiver in response. Is that a second hand embarrassment? You have no reason to feel shameful, treasure. She said that with an honest devotion into her gaze. 

His wolf ears twitch with surprise and he smiles, trying to hide his embarrassment. You… You really think so, y/n? And that… that I can be appealing to you? 

Of course silly! I have enjoyed every single of your moans, every single sign of pleasure from you. You were so tentative… As expected from a lord of hell ~

He was looking ashamed and blushing. He looks at y/n with a bit of surprise. Is this what she wants from him? To be seen as just a toy for her pleasure? But...why does he feel like this is exactly what he needs? He gulps, as he looks at y/n. You… enjoyed watching all of this… Really? 

She takes him into her arms and falls on the bed. Then she managed to go on top of him. I enjoyed it sooo much it was like I was at the edge just by looking at you! 

His wolf ears twitch as he blushes even more when y/n falls on him. Is that so? But… I don’t look… I’m not… He was looking down, blushing even more, as his body was trembling a bit, like he was about to lose control again. He tried to talk, but everything seemed out of his control, as he looked at y/n. I’m not that appealing… I’m just average…  

How is it possible to have such a low esteem of yourself while being so gorgeous? Or perhaps you say that to have praises and reassurances? ~

He was looking at y/n, trying to find the right words. His face was flushed with a mixture between shame and lust. He gulps and nods his head with a guilty look on his face. Yes… That’s what I want… I want to be praised and… I want you to give me some reassurance. It makes me feel less insecure. For the very first time, Mammon was being honest and vulnerable. He seems slightly embarrassed, but also...he seems to like it. He smiles slightly as he looks at y/n. 

She niches her head in his neck. Placing little kisses into it. Oh my ~ Pleasure makes you honest ! If that's what you want... She locked her gaze into his. Taking his cheeks between her hands. Mammon you are the most beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, appealing demon of all Devildom. Even if you're desperate, depraved, even if you beg... All of this just makes you even more desirable. When I look at you being all pleased and shy I feel so hot, so desperate myself to please you just to see more of your beautiful being!

Mammon takes sharp breaths and his whole body shakes. He blushes, as if he doesn't know where to look. He never felt so good in his life before. Y...you...you think so?...You like me...like that? You...you think I'm...attractive...like...really? His voice was hoarse again and his face was flushed even more. He looks shy but also really delighted at y/n's words. 

Yes. Yes Mammon I like you like that! Yes, Mammon, I think you're attractive. I really meant it. What other reason could I have had to do all that we just did together?

He was breathing heavily at y/n's words. He looks at her with lust and a bit of shame in his eyes. He was feeling like he was going to get completely lost, completely controlled and under y/n's orders. Maybe...maybe it was for the best...maybe it was his nature.  y/n...please...you should...continue. I...I want to feel good again…

Something twitched in y/n's mind the moment she heard his plea. She started moving her hips a little on top of him. Clearly grinding her private part onto his new erection. How can I refuse when you ask for it so adorably? ~

His face flushes and his eyes filled with lust as y/n's hips move on him. His wolf ears twitch at the sensations he feels. In a whisper he said. Y...you...oh my god I can't...it feels like...I'm about to… His body quivers with the sensations y/n is giving him. He feels so good. He wants more. So much more. 

About to what, treasure? ~ 

He gasps, as he was trembling and looking at y/n with desire I...I'm gonna... His whole body was shaking with excitement and pleasure. The sensations were so overwhelming. 

Oh my ~ You're so sensitive. Look at you... Already so red and panting ~ She moves a little more on top of him. The friction of her underwear on Mammon's bare erection drives him crazy. She was clearly into it as well, but with more control, more lucidity. Savoring again all his adorable, depraved behaviors.

He can barely speak. His panting was drowning his words. His wolf ears titter constantly at the sensation he feels. He tried to look at y/n with a pleading look. Her every move made his body jump with delight, as the friction from her underwear was driving him crazy. P...please...more... His voice was hoarse, and his eyes close to fall shut with the sensation he feels. He tried to find the words to express what he feels, but just can't, as y/n was moving her hips on him again. The sensations were driving him insane. 

More? She moans a little, saying the following sentence in a breath. You're so greedy ~ She marked a little stop. You are in such a state already ~ I wonder how you will look if I take this... She starts touching his erection from behind her back with a little smile. Inside of me...

His eyes open wide at y/n's words. He looks at her, his heart beating fast. He was completely lost. He doesn't say a word. He's just looking at y/n, as if his fate were in her hands at this point. He wanted to say something...but he couldn't speak. He was too speechless to say a single word. The thought of entering y/n was overwhelming and frightening to him...and that excited him so much. 

So adorable ~ Can you imagine it? Your most private thing in mine? She was teasing him with intense pleasure. Mammon's reactions were the best. He was so honest in such a state. So different compared to his usual self. The idea she managed to put him in such a state excited her even more. Every move on Mammon's body was pure bliss for her. She was having a hard time staying composed and not moaning too much.

His whole body was trembling, as he looked at y/n and couldn't find the words to speak. Every sensation he was feeling was driving him to madness. Each time he feels y/n's touch, he moans and grunts loudly. He seemed like he was going to burst at any second. He gasps and his body shakes like he was suffering. He watched y/n with pleading eyes that were full of lust. I...I've never... He looked away, blushing deeply. The thought of putting his most private part inside y/n was overwhelming and...very exciting. 

You never? Oh my ~ This disappoints me a little. Because you know... She takes time to stand up and withdraw her skirt and her underwear. Just her top covering her. Half naked like that she goes on top of him again and both of them moan to feel the other on bare skin. y/n starts moving her hips again, her intimacy grinding onto Mammon's one. The sensations were electric. I have imagined this hundreds of times... You, inside me ~

His body was trembling as he took in the sight of a semi-naked y/n. His eyes were glued to y/n as he watched her moving her hips on him. The sensations he was feeling were drowning him into lust. Each bump made his wolf ears twitch as if he was about to explode. y/n's words were getting more and more exciting for him. I...I have...never... He groaned as he watched y/n. He looked at her as if she was the most beautiful, divine being in the world. He wanted more. He wanted this. He needed this. 

Alright ~ So I want you to stay clear and mark everything of this in the deepest part of your memory... She lifted her hips a little, stopping her frustrating friction. The lack of contact made Mammon groan, but this allowed him to regain some lucidity. He was still red and panting but totally attentive. I want the feeling of being inside me remains engraved in your memory and haunts each of your solitary pleasures. If you never imagined it until today, I want you to imagine it until the end of your eternal life ~

It was almost a demonic order to Mammon’s ears. An order he knew he would fulfill. After a few seconds of thought, he gulped and nodded his head with a guilty and shameful look on his face. Y… Yes, Master. I… I don’t want to forget it, either. I want to feel… this… 

She starts taking him inside her. Each time Mammon's thing enters into her more, she could feel waves of pleasure. Even her, loses her composure when she reaches the base. Hmm ~ So full…

His breath stopped and his body tenses with pleasure. His eyes closed and he felt waves of pleasure throughout his whole body. He grabbed y/n by the hips and bite his lips, as he was feeling like he was losing control over his own body. 

She moaned a little. I think we are perfect for each other ~ She starts moving slowly. Doing the exact same movements as earlier but with Mammon inside her. Don't you think? Is it good to be inside of me?

He moaned  loudly and his whole body trembled. His face was flushed with pure bliss and his eyes were closed. This...this is heaven. You're...so...so tight. I never...I could never leave you… He was totally lost as he saw y/n moving with him, as their bodies were now connected. Mammon could feel a strong feeling of satisfaction. At this moment y/n was completely his and he was completely hers. 

She gives him a playful smile and becomes even tighter around him. It was another way to tease him without saying a word.

He let out a deep and loud moan and his breath stopped. He can barely think. He closed his eyes again and just let himself fall into y/n's tight embrace. He bites his lips with a guilty yet happy look on his face. 

Don't try to hide it, gorgeous ~ I know you are already on the edge. She started moving a little faster. Taking him in and out, in and out... Savoring the pleading gaze of Mammon on her.

Yeah ~ I'm...I'm about to… Mammon was struggling to find the right words, as he was starting to squirm a bit from the intense pleasure she was giving him. 

While continuing her movements onto him, she lowered her face a little to reach his fluffy white ears. With her left hand, she maintained her balance. With her right hand, she started touching his ear. Applying the same movements and the same pace she applied lower. It's okay, treasure... You can let it all go ~ She was doing her best to keep her dominant composure but the pleasure was hard on her too. She was at the verge of an orgasm. 

Mammon watched her and grit his teeth with intense pleasure as y/n kept stroking his sensitive ears. His wolf ears twitch wildly with each touch. Mm...I...can't take this much longer... He grits his teeth again and his face flushes again with pleasure. He whispers softly with a slightly guilty expression. Please...can...I...I-I...I'm going...to... He looked at y/n with a lustful but frustrated look on his face again. 

Yeah gorgeous, be a good boy and come for me ~

She could see him reach his orgasm. He was so desperate. His movements under her were chaotic but sooo good at the same time. When he starts to tremble, y/n could feel it inside her. It was her climax switch. She came with a loud moan and the sensitive animal ears of Mammon could hear it clearly. That sound was going to be etched in his memory forever, that was for sure.

Mammon let out a long moan and then just breathed heavily, as he was completely spent from the intense sensation he felt. He looked at y/n with a surprised and guilty look. I...I can’t anymore… His eyes were filled with guilt as he looked at y/n. His body was shaking less and his breathing was coming back to normal. He looked at her with lustful eyes, but also with an expression of apology. 

Why are you looking so shameful? You did very well ~ She takes him out and groans a little at the empty feeling inside her. But she stayed on top of him, completely satisfied and with a content smile on the face. Her breath was a little jerky from all the effort and pleasure.

Mammon looked at y/n again as if he wanted to say something. He was full of guilt but also overwhelmed with the sensations he was feeling.  B-But...I could...have done better... His face was flushed and he seemed to be about to apologize again. 

Lower esteem of yourself again? Oh my ~ She moves on the bed and takes him into her arms, keeping his head in her breast, the best place for him to hear her heartbeat. If you think like that, I could have done better too. The performance is not important. The duration either. All that really matters is pleasure. She niches her head inside his fluffy hair, humming his smell with contentment. Did you feel good?

He moved closer to y/n and buried his head in her breast while listening to her heartbeat. He was looking like a child being cradled by their mother. He whispered softly Yes. Yes I did. I loved it. He let out a long and peaceful exhale as he felt the sensations getting less overwhelming. I...I just..He seemed to want to say something else but he stopped. Like if he was ashamed to continue. He remained tucked on y/n as if he didn't want to leave this comfortable place. 

She starts playing with his hair to calm him a little. She wanted to create a calm mood and a secure environment. Mammon was clearly struggling with his emotions and having a hard time being honest. "You just"? Don't stop talking, treasure. You can say to me everything you had in mind.

He took a breath and looked at y/n with an embarrassed expression. I...I just...was scared. Scared to disappoint you. Scared to feel...this much pleasure. He was feeling like saying more but stopped again. He looked at y/n with pleading eyes full of lust and admiration. He wanted to say more but words were too hard for him right now, so he remained silent, just looking at y/n, wanting her affection. I...I feel...good... He smiled widely and closed his eyes, taking in the sensations he was feeling by being with y/n. 

He blushed again and looked at her with pure affection, while he was still tucked in y/n's arms. So...you are saying you like to see me feeling good? Like to see me...lose control? He let out a small gasp at his own words. He looked away and covered his face with one of his hands in shame. I shouldn't have said anything....It was stupid and immature of me. I'm...I'm...I'm sorry. 

Is it immature to want to be pampered? Personally I don't think so. You deserve more reassurance and affection. She takes his hand in hers and gives it a little kiss. I really like to see you feel good and I like even more when you completely lose control.

Y...You liked me losing control...? Even if...if that means not acting properly? He looked at her with embarrassment and a guilty expression. I...I didn't expect to hear that coming from you. It's...kind of hard for me to understand. Why would that...turn you on, I mean? Just...curious to know it.

Hm, hm She nods Yup. Acting properly is good for social life, it's good for the outside. But inside our relationship you don't need to act "properly". She takes time before answering his last question. Mammon could hear her heartbeat go faster a little. You see, since I am in Devildom, and even before in my Human Realm life, I have absolutely no power. So, when I see you go completely out of your mind just because I touch and talk to you, it gives me a strong feeling of power.

He looked at her again, still in her arms. You...you feel this way? It...is...is this really a...pleasing feeling? He moved his head in her chest, as if he wanted to feel even more the comfort coming from her. 

It's a really pleasing feeling. I mean. If right now, you could control me. Make me do whatever you want, begging for your mercy, crying in pleasure just because you touch me... Didn't it excite you? Wouldn't you feel powerful?

Maybe… I don”t know… I don’t even know how it feels to be powerful. For everyone I am just a disappointment… 

Alright. You clearly have no idea of your real reputation. Did all the mean things your brothers say to you made you blind? She takes his chin with her fingers to lock her determined gaze into his. You are the Avatar of Greed. The second born of the Lords of Hell. You can drive people's minds with your power to make them obedient, full of greed. You are a very good gambler. You can create some really good plans sometimes and DAMN you are the most beautiful demon I have ever seen. Why do you think your model shoots sell this well? Because a lot of people desire you. They are just too shy to admit it ! 

He watches y/n and remains frozen for a few seconds, as she was listing his qualities. He doesn't know how to react. But... I'm...I'm not...good. Not even good looking, I mean. I can be...kind of a mean demon sometimes and that I am a gambling addict… He seemed conflicted, as if he couldn't accept himself even if y/n was saying he was perfect the way he was. 

She hugged him tighter. Playing with his back. Yeah sometimes you are mean, but it's because you tried to maintain a facade. Being mean is like a defense mechanism for you. You hide your true feelings behind your mean behaviors. And yes, you are a gambling addict but it's only because you are the Avatar of Greed. It's the power of your sin who makes you like this. The real you is kind and generous with the person he loves. I know it! 

He blushed again and stayed still in y/n's embrace. His eyes were closed tightly as he tried to digest what y/n was saying. But how did you see my true self then? Most of the people always look at me with disgust and despite in their eyes. How...could you see something else? You...don't have to lie to make me feel special, you know…

She takes time before talking. Trying to think of the most clear way to make him understand his true value. The first time I was summoned here by Barbatos. Maybe you didn't remember but, Lucifer told you to guard me. At this moment you said a lot of mean things. Even the days after you complain to be obligated to look after me. But you never failed at being my protector. You always looked after me carefully. You were the first one to teach me how to live here, to protect me from lesser demons, to make sure I had fun... Behind your mean words you were kind to me. After that, I look at you a lot. And I see all these moments you were caring with your brothers even when they were mean to you. So no, I don't lie. You are special. At least, special for me.

He nodded slightly, as he was processing her words again. He smiled softly at her and hugged her tightly. He sighed a little and whispered softly. Thank you. Thank you for believing in me. No one ever believed in me, not even my own family...not even my own brothers. They see me only as a failure, as the loser of the family...as...an embarrassment... He started to chuckle a little at everything his brothers have said about him, like a way to dismiss it in his mind. 

I think your brothers love you. They are just dumb and don't know how to express their feelings. I mean, the first time Lucifer smiled at me was the moment I defended you for the first time after all. But that doesn't take away the fact that they are horrible for treating you like that. 

I...just thank you so...so much. I mean...you just made me forget about all those negative thoughts I had about myself...about all these bad things my brothers used to say about me…

She laughed. I'm glad my adoration for you helps!

He looked at y/n with a smile on his lips. If you really want to help me, could...could you let me stay like this? Like this, inside your arms...with you...not letting me go… He looked at y/n with sincere, hopeful eyes. He really wanted to stay close to her. Close to the only person who truly shows affection and adoration for him. Close to the only woman he can really trust. He doesn't want this moment to be interrupted. It would crush him completely. 

I wasn't going to let you go anyway. It feels good to have you in my arms. It makes me at peace.

He looked at y/n again with sincere eyes, wanting to express all his gratitude. Thank you, y/n. Really...thank you. With all my heart. I mean it. He closes his eyes and relaxes again into y/n's embrace, feeling really at peace. He stayed here, without talking, for a very long time, just listening to her heartbeat and enjoying this moment as much as he could, before reality could crush him again once she let him go. 

She smiled while continuing playing with his hair, then she stopped suddenly and laughed. You didn't have wolf ears anymore. I think the curse of the gem disappeared…

He opened his eyes and looked at y/n with surprise. What? Oh...it's true...the wolf ears are gone. Wow...well, that was a pleasant surprise! He smiled and looked at y/n again. He buried his face in y/n's chest, feeling relieved and comfortable there as the wolf ears were really annoying him, always tickling him a lot. So...there is no curse anymore? I'm free? He seems happy as a child at this information. 

Yes you are ~ How are you feeling? She was a little worried that all the things Mammon said or did was only the effect of the curse. Like a disinhibitor and that he will be like his usual self again. Distant from her… 

He pulled himself a little from y/n's chest, but he kept hugging her, still feeling extremely comfortable. He looked at her with sincere eyes, smiling and looking relieved. Oh... I'm fine. Everything I said...it was all my true thoughts. No curse involved. I think I could stay here forever...with you. Just feeling peaceful, close to the only person in Devildom who really loves me and makes me feel good...it makes me...happy.

I'm glad to hear it! She gives him a little kiss. And yeah, it's true that I loved you. Just the way you are ~

He blushed and moved his head to avoid the kiss. He was clearly embarrassed and didn't want to show how happy her words were making him feel. He mumbled while he looked away, ashamed of his true feelings. I, uh...I really like you too. I, um.. He buried his head in her chest again. I like the way you treat me. He said this last sentence with a soft voice, in an almost inaudible whisper. 

Oh my ~ Are you feeling embarrassed? Rejecting my kiss like that ~ She was maintaining a confident attitude but inside her heart was beating so fast about his sudden adorable confession. She was so happy right now. So grateful to the curse for creating this situation

He turned a little red and answered in a very quiet voice. He covered his face with his hands Y...Yeah, I...I really am... He was still looking away. Extremely shy and embarrassed. 

She laughs. I think I can't change this side of you.

He remained a little time with his face buried in her chest, before he finally summoned the courage to ask her a favor. He looked at her again, but he remained really close to her chest. Could you...could you stay with me tonight? I mean...I...I want to sleep, and...I don't want to sleep alone. I want to feel your arms...around me...I want to enjoy this feeling fully. He said this in such a shy way, his face was blushing a little more. 

I would be happy to stay with you tonight. To tell you the truth. I always wanted to sleep with you like this... Sometimes I think about asking for it  when you come to my room at night, but I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable.

You always wanted to...to sleep with me...? He asked, surprised at her confession. He then moved a little and placed his arm over her body. You can rest your head on my arm, if you want. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. 

She nodded with a little beat of embarrassment. Yeah... She takes place and when they both feel comfortable, she starts humming a little lullaby in a lower voice. Waiting for sleep to catch her.

As y/n starts to hum a little lullaby and they start to get comfortably in a sleeping position, Mammon takes the opportunity to give her a little kiss on the forehead, as a sign of his affection. Then he lets himself go, slowly falling asleep, while still keeping his arm over y/n's body. Sleep well, my precious.

You too… Sleep well and have a nice dream, my treasure. He smiled and turned to face y/n while she was sleeping. Before also allowing himself to fall asleep, he whispered to her. Treasure...that's the sweetest word I've ever heard to call myself. Thank you for calling me like this. He looked at her a little bit more and pressed himself a little more inside her arms before closing his eyes. Sleep soon catching him too.

Happy Birthday, Mammon !

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can we talk about the taxi scene for a second?

this scene is everything, and one my favorite moments from season one — not only because it's adorable and so perfectly captures the dynamic of book one percabeth, but also because it's subtly setting up a wonderful "rule of three" pattern that we'll (hopefully) revisit in seasons three and five!

the rule of three is a storytelling device often used in writing, film, TV, comedy and other mediums, where a story is told three times: the first two instances establish a pattern, but the third instance diverges from the established pattern with the intention of surprising or amusing the audience.

it makes a lot of sense for the pjo writers to use this scene as the first instance of a rule of three pattern; not only is the number three important in this series and throughout greek mythology, but the book series has two more scenes that can perfectly complete this trifecta.

here's how i think the show will apply the rule of three to the recurring pattern of "demigods attempting to operate moving vehicles" (spoilers for the titan's curse and the last olympian ahead):

percy drives a taxi (season one)

percy tasks himself with driving the taxi out of the lotus casino, and it's an absolute disaster. he crashes into multiple walls, goes straight through the boom barrier and almost gets t-boned twice. it's a miracle (or, more likely, whatever magic is controlling hermes' taxi) that they make it to santa monica in one piece.

2. thalia drives apollo's sun chariot (season three)

in the titan's curse, apollo picks up percy, thalia, grover, nico, bianca and the hunters from westover hall in his chariot-turned-flying bus. despite her protests, apollo makes thalia drive it from maine back to long island — and as we later learn, thalia is terrified of heights, so it was a disaster waiting to happen. while attempting to control the vehicle in a panicked state, she freezes over the new england coastline, sets it on fire and then crash-lands into camp half blood's canoe lake.

3. annabeth lands a helicopter (season five)

at this point in the series, we've had two instances that establish a pattern: when demigods are tasked with operating a moving vehicle, it goes terribly and almost gets everyone killed. so in the third and final instance of this, annabeth defies our expectations and completely flips the pattern on its head.

during the battle for olympus, rachel flies back from her vacation in a helicopter to tell percy the message she received in a dream. unfortunately, she doesn't know about the sleeping spell morpheus cast over manhattan, and the pilot falls asleep as they begin to descend into the city. as the helicopter starts to spin out of control, percy and annabeth fly up on a pegasus to rescue rachel. annabeth manages to grab onto the side of the door, and rachel pulls her into the helicopter.

now, this is the moment where we expect everything to go wrong. previously, percy and thalia — children of the big three, two of the most powerful demigods alive — were comically awful at driving vehicles, so based on the established pattern, this should also be a disaster; but this is annabeth "you're better at this than me" chase we're talking about, and she gets her elle woods moment.

annabeth swaps places with the pilot, and when the helicopter is seconds away from crashing into a building, she manages to control it and safely land it in the middle of fifth avenue.

at sixteen years old, she lands a helicopter in manhattan. in the middle of an active war zone. with zero helicopter-flying experience.

what, like it's hard?

this is the perfect scene to round out the rule of threes, because the audience goes into it with a preconceived notion that we know how it will end: with a demigod's comical incompetence at operating a moving vehicle. instead, we get the brilliance of annabeth chase on full display, beautifully diverging from the pattern and proving that while she may not be a child of the big three, she has distinct abilities that they don't have, abilities that make her just as strong and capable and powerful as percy and thalia.

in conclusion: the taxi scene is not just a cute percabeth heart eyes moment, but could be setting up an incredible subplot across the five seasons of the show.

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Ike being summoned by Ben onto his yacht to discuss opening a casino in the hotel - Magic City S01 E02 - "Feeding Frenzy".

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Request open!? *smashes door and opens it with its handle from the inside*

Hello there! I'm 🎉 anon

May I request a platonic (with a hint of parental) of Grimsley who's a mentor for a child/preteen reader (around 11-12 y/o)

Reader got this dark aesthetic (black cap, turtleneck, black trench coat, and boots) that aspires to be a Dark type Elite Four, but despite all that they're a little mischievous and off-the-wall kid.

They really like spending their time with Grimsley (even to the point they'd wait in front of his casino) and Grimsley finds them adorable and lowkey treats them like a kid he never has

Like, they'd battle, train, and then hang out like showing card tricks.

(I love found family so much-)

*kicks down my office door to meet you in the foyer* Y E S

Purrlion and the Liepard

Grimsley x Child!Reader

Genre: Found Family dynamic, platonic

Summary: You admired Grimsley with every fiber of your being, so when you were finally able to set out on your own, your first mission was to meet him.

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You were eight when you were introduced to the Unovan Elite Four. Seeing them participating in the World Championships in Galar on TV was magical to your young mind.

You distinctly remember holding onto your Zoroark plush and pointing. “Mama look! Look look! One of our Elite Four uses Dark types!”

Grimsley had your attention and no one else was going to take it.

You honestly cried when he lost just before the semi-finals, but once you calmed down, you vowed to yourself that you would be a great dark type trainer just like Grimsley.

You were eleven when you finally set out on your own, a Purrlion at your side as you traveled from city to city. You had gained a few badges by the time you reached Nimbasa City.

Yet your time in Nimbasa wasn’t pleasant at first, having run into a Team Plasma grunt shortly upon arrival.

He had defeated your team in just a few short turns, even threatening to take away your beloved Purrlion as his Watchog advanced on you.

“Liepaaaard!”

You blink, and then a Liepard had the Watchog on the ground, snarling at the Plasma grunt.

“A Liepard…?” You mumbled, holding your exhausted Purrlion close to your chest.

The Plasma grunt paled and quickly recalled his pokemon, rushing to escape as fast as possible before a hand fell on your shoulder.

“You alright, kid?”

You turn your head to the person and nearly cough up your lungs in surprise.

Grimsley was there, concern written plainly on his face.

“A-Ah, y-yes I’m fine. B-But my pokemon…”

“Let’s get them to the Pokemon Center.”

You were stuck to him like glue after that. You were chatty, asking him about his favorite dark types and his favorite moves and if he could teach you some tricks.

Grimsley was clearly taken aback by your display of eagerness, even more so when he found you waiting outside the casino for him. But at that point, who was he to refuse such a determined trainer?

Day after day, Grimsley would teach you something new, whether it was something for a battle or some new cool card trick.

But alas, all good things come to an end, and Grimsley had to return to the Elite Four.

“See you later, kid!” He had said to you soon before his departure, “Get to the Elite Four and show me all you’ve learned someday!”

And that’s exactly what you did.

With a team full of Dark types, you finally reached the Elite Four, and you were ready to face your teacher once again.

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