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augustjustice · 6 months

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Second in Line (aka Blake Harrington fic), 2/?

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Part 1

The telltale sound of footsteps echo again from inside the apartment, approaching the door.

“Eds? What is it?”

The voice rings out before Blake can see him, and a second later, he’s sliding into the doorway beside ‘Eds’ despite the tight space, one shoulder on the frame and his hip pressed firmly up against the other man’s.

Blake feels his heart speed up in his chest.

The man now standing before him has on a red Chicago Bulls sweatshirt, so faded it looks almost pink. Despite the cold outside, he’s wearing light wash, cutoff jean shorts at a length that would earn a dirty look from Blake’s father, and thick white baseball socks that are pulled up over his calves. His hair is floppy, not as long as Eds’ but curling over his ears and brushing the back of his neck–unkempt, Blake can practically hear the derision in his mother’s voice–and a shade or two lighter than Blake’s own, sun-kissed blonde highlights shimmering in it.

He squints down at Blake through thick-rimmed glasses, his brow furrowing in obvious confusion and…

…There they are. His mother’s honey-coated brown eyes peer back at him.

“Who’s this?” he asks.

When the man turns his head to look at ‘Eds,’ Blake catches a flash of white, so small and subtle he almost missed it entirely.

His brother’s got a single pearl earring, shining in the lobe of his right ear.

Eds gives a shrug of one shoulder, the twitch of his lip seeming to hint he’s repressing an amused smile. His eyes swivel between the pair of them, from Steve to Blake then back again, taking it all in.

"Sweetheart, why don't you ask the little dude his name?"

When Steve turns to him again, Blake feels an uncanny sense of déjà vu, like he’s looking into a mirror, or being reintroduced to a family friend he met when he was too small to remember.

“What’s your name, buddy?” Steve asks dutifully.

“Blake,” Blake stutters out nervously, having lost all of the decorum he managed to hold onto when introducing himself to Eds, “–Harrington.”

Eds and Steve’s heads turn towards each other in unison, perfectly in sync. Blake feels an inexplicable stab of jealousy at that, the way the pair of them move in tandem. It speaks to a familiarity that runs bone-deep.

“...Holy shit,” Steve murmurs, running a hand up through his hair.

Eds nods in agreement.

“Yeah, babe. What can I tell you? This one’s a doozy.”

Then he opens the door a bit wider, all while Steve continues to stare into the middle distance of the hallway.

“You’ll have to forgive Stevie here–he’s usually more of the Suzy Homemaker type than me, but, uh…you’re gonna have to give him a second, on this one, I think.” Hooking his arm easily into Steve’s own, Eds tugs the pair of them backwards, then gives a flourishing bow. “So come into our humble abode, young traveler. Sit a spell, and spin your tale for us.”

The two men back away from the doorway completely, then, giving Blake room to cross the threshold.

He does.

And it’s a small thing, really, but it feels big. Because, for the first time in his life, he’s stepping out of his parents’ wealthy, polished world…and into his long lost brother’s.

Quick tag list below the cut:

@zerokrox-blog, @just-super-fucking-gay, @justanother-anon, @aphrobites

I did my best to tag people who expressed interest in being on the tag list when I wrote the first part of this. However, I recognize that was back in December, so if you're on this tag list and would like to be removed, please feel free to let me know! I understand it's been a while and people have moved fandoms, etc. My apologies also if I missed anyone, and if you would like to be added, tell me and I'll be happy to tag you going forward!

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #future fic #steve harrington's parents #and his family in general #blake harrington au #my writing #my stuff #my things #second in line

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cheese-water · 11 months

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Generation Loss is a comedic tragedy in every sense of the word. Every character we see exemplifies this fact, but no one other than The Austin Show proves its truth.

We begin at the carousel. Austin, Gay, takes his turn by pleading for himself to live because he has a wife and children back home. The rest of the cast interrogates him about his “wife and kids,” clearly suspicious of his truthfulness without even knowing his dubbed “title.” Everyone in the room treats Austin like a joke.

In turn, so do we.

Next, we reach the closet and shortly after the failed drag show, Austin remarks, “Look, I uh… I didn’t expect to die here.” It’s a moment of pure honesty, whether we like it or not. It happens again when the Puzzler tries to party with them, and Austin has to angrily remind him that they are his captives and are actively trying to kill them.

Austin: “What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing? We're trying to get out of here. I have children and wives— wife. One wife! What is this some sort of game? I’ve been stuck in hear for hours it seems. We’re trying to get out. Why is nobody else freaking out? We’ve got C4 strapped to our neck…”

It isn’t until Ethan’s death, his blood pooling out from underneath the door, Austin screaming at the others, begging them to have a reaction, to care about their circumstances, to care about death, that we finally understand Austin’s role in Generation Loss.

After all, in every great comedy, someone always has to play the straight man.

#generation loss #genloss #ranboo #ranboolive #austin show #I LOVE IMPROV STORYTELLING SO MUCH #You can pry genloss improv from my cold dead hands #yeah yeah the pacing was funky #But you can’t ignore the joy it brings when it creates accidental dramatic irony #I adore it so #remember the artwork of genloss characters as card suits?#Like Ranboo is the diamond Sneeg is the spade and Charlie as the club?#This is my formal application to make Austin the heart #he always talks about love and his family is his motivation to keep going and oof :(#he deserved so much better #gl!austin

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spacedace · 1 year

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It was the final hour. Doomsday at their door, with only hours left before the world was consumed entirely and every last living thing was devoured right along with it.

Summoning the High King of the Infinite Realms was the only option left, and even then felt more like choosing a firing squad rather than a noose at the end of the day. Pariah Dark might - might - accept the task of destroying the foe they faced, but tmit would come at a cost that was near equal to doing nothing at all. Provided the tyrannical ruler simply didn't let them all die, an entire planet dead was an entire planet to add to his endless armies.

They had to try. Stupid and suicidal as it was.

Zantanna and John worked in silence as they created the summoning circle, hands shaking and stomachs cramping as they worked under the apprehensive eyes of the rest of the League. They all understood that no matter what happened, they would all likely end up dead by the end of it. That the best case scenario meant that death was only the beginning of their problems.

Candles were lit. Insense burned. Blood spilled. Words spoken.

Nothing.

It failed, not so much as a flicker of magic. Which was impossible, they'd checked and confirmed a dozen times that they had the right ritual, that they were following the steps, they had done everything right way wasn't it working? What had they done wr-

"Ugh, gross is that blood?"

Elle Phantom, fifteen minuted late to the site of the ritual with both the boys Super, the most murderous Robin and a sugary abomination of an iced coffee from Starbucks, scrunched her nose in disgust as she looked at the summoning circle.

"This ritual is so out of date, where did you even find it? Wait is that Latin? Who tries to summon someone from the Ghost Zone in Latin?"

John had burned through every drop of alcohol and cigarette he owned hours ago while trying to find this bloody damn ritual and was very much not in the mood for the little hellspawn's color commentary on the process.

"I don't bloody well seeing you providing with any alternatives for summoning the Ghost King." He swore, turning away from the gremlin to tear through the ancient book he and Zantanna had discovered with the ritual inside.

There was a loud slurping noise as the undead hero sucked the last remnants of her drink through the straw. John's brow twitched, even Zantanna - who usually seemed endeared by the chaos goblin - looked at the end of her rope.

Then - "Oh, is that who you wanted to summon? Why didn't you say so?" She drifted over, handing her empty drink off to a disgruntled looking Batman, and began rummaging through the unused magival supplies left over from the - failed - summoning circle. "Here, give me like, five minutes."

John was fairly certain his head was about to explode.

"You know how to summon the Ghost King? You?"

Phantom rolled her eyes at him. "Duh, obviously."

"Obviously." Zantanna repeated, looking like she was half a moment away from having a breakdown. She didn't try to stop the ghostly girl, though, and to be fair neither was John. They were already fucked, might as well let the gremlin try her hand at it.

It took less than the five minutes Phantom had claimed she needed.

When she was done there was a significantly smaller circle on the ground. At the cardinal directions of the circle, written clockwise she'd drawn not any magical runes but instead what appeared to be the Roman Numerals for one, then two, then something akin to a sideways T with an additional mark rising upward from the long horizontal bar, then the letter L.

It had to have some kind of ancient magical significance John didn't know as Shazam made a noise like a dying goose and squeaked out the word Loss like it was a question. Phantom gave the Champion of Magic a sharp toothed grin before adding some words in a language John didn't know before she finally allowed gravity to pull her back to earth and plant her feet on the ground.

She wiped her hands together a bit dramatically, looking pleased with herself, but at that point John didn't care. He could feel the building magic, heavy and oppressive as she had begun her task. Unlike the circle he and Zantanna had attempted, this one was working.

He couldn't help thr nervous swallow he gave as Phantom then declared, with a strange amount of seriousness. "All that’s left are the words."

She took a deep breath, eyes closing for a moment, and the world went utterly silent around them. This, John could feel, this was the real deal. Fuck him sideways the hellspawn was actually doing it.

Phantom's eyes opened, glowing with that bright eerie green light of her power. Another deep breath and then -

"You are my dad! You're my dad!" He watched, any scraps of hope she'd instilled in him dying an undignified death as she gave a terrible little wiggle dance while she sang(?) Off key, "Boogie woogie woogie!"

Every last person on Earth was going to die and one of John's last moments was going to be spent watching the little undead shit do the Macarena. Well fuck him, he guessed.

Then there was the sound of the veil between the world's tearing in two and the fucking Ghost King was standing in Phantom's summoning circle screaming in a screeching falsetto:

"When will you learn? When will you learn that your actions have consequences!"

You know what actually at this point John would rather the apocalypse kill him.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #batman #justice league #danielle phantom #danielle fenton #john constantine #zantanna zatara #danny fenton #ghost king danny #Danny got to make up his own summoning rituals when he became king #there's a general one but he also has personalized rituals for each of his family members #all of them involve memes #the day is saved #but it's also the day that the Justice League find out Elle is the daughter(?) of the Ghost King #except for Damian Jon and Con #they already knew

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sleepy-writes-stuff · 2 months

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DP X DC PROMPT #25

(#) = Notes at the end of post

(*) = Just me building off of other ideas.

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Family Reunion

Clockwork sends an adult Danny, newly appointed Ancient of Space, on a mission through time again. Except this time, it isn't located on Earth, but a distant planet he's never even heard of before. Clockwork didn't tell him any specifics on what he was supposed to do or when he was supposed to return to his own time, just to blend in and have an experience. He would know when it was time to return.

Needless to say, he has a blast! His core is bursting with happiness at getting the chance to explore this unknown corner of the universe with a sky full of constellations he's never seen and fascinating locals. Considering he might be here a while, he buckles down and learns all about their culture and their traditions and even eventually learns their language without having to use the two-way translator Clockwork gave him.

He spends decades there, not even having to worry about how he never appears to age, the people here being incredibly long-lived. However, he eventually meets someone. Someone he falls head over heels for. He gets married. He has kids. He watches them slowly grow into adults as well. It isn't until one of his sons informs him that he's expecting his own child(1) that Danny feels a tug at his core.

He ignores it, but over the course of a few weeks, it's gone from the occasional pull to a full-on yank at his entire being, along with a sense of dread that something was going to happen to this wonderful little planet. To his family.

He becomes restless and loses so much sleep, it's a miracle he can even stand. His family are worried for him, but he assures them that he's just feeling a little under the weather. One night, he's sat up in bed, unable to sleep again. His gaze is fixed lovingly on his spouse, but nonetheless sad.

He doesn't miss when all the soft sounds of the night stop and a green glow appears behind him.

"It's time to leave, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"There isn't any way I could stay? I can't bring them with me?"

"I'm afraid not. There are some things that can't be changed or stopped, even when they fall into your domain. I'm sorry."

"Why send me here just to make me abandon them like this? What was the point?"

Clockwork is silent, but when Danny turns to look at the ghost, he's gone.

Danny takes a few more precious days to spend time with his family. Kiss his spouse. Hug his kids. Feel the strong kicks of his grandchild he won't be there to witness the birth of.

The night he leaves, he places a letter on his spouse's nightstand, gently kisses their forehead, and disappears in a flash of green, never to be seen again.

Years later is when Danny gets the news. That the planet Krypton is no more and that his family is gone. He searched the Ghost Zone for them, but he never knew the location of Krypton in the cosmos. Their afterlife is beyond his reach, in a place that isn't even on the Infamap.

He nearly drowns himself in grief when he finds a sliver of reprieve in the form of a news broadcast. An extraordinary man in blue and red with the kryptonian symbol for such emblazoned on his chest is shown fighting off multiple enemies at once. He is the spitting image of his father and Danny as well.

He had a grandson. His grandson was alive.

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(1) This was Kara, not Clark. Danny left before he even found out about Kal-El being in the oven, so there will be a misunderstanding at first. Then Kara pops up later, and Danny just bawls his eyes out that he had two surviving grandchildren without even knowing it this whole time. How he first meets either of them is up to you!

(*) What this means power-wise for Clark is yours to decide. As well as what Clark already knows about his grandfather from the stored information his father left him. What his father thought of Danny disappearing without a word is also up for you to decide.

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lemonsweet · 1 month

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She was cute

#while the newer pokemon designs are questionable i think the human designs are still pretty good #cyrus's five-head has been in his family for generations

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tuxibirdie · 10 hours

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─── •✧• ───

brother shenanigans 🤌

(based on this post by @darkacua)

#I didn't know I needed petty siblings malleus and silver until now #I adore them and I need more shhshshs #I love the diasomnia family dynamic in general sm #totally didn't blur sebek so much bc I didn't wanna figure out his hair #malleus draconia #twst malleus #silver vanrouge #twst silver #twst #twisted wonderland #lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #sebek zigvolt #twst sebek #diasomnia #tuxidoodles #doodle #rkgk #shitpost

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turtleblogatlast · 2 months

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Thinking about how Leo says he uses his jokes to cope and y’know, thinking harder on it I think it may very well be because of what else uses one-liners and puns and that type of humor.

Specifically, 80’s action movies and campy sci-fi. Even more specifically, the protagonists of these.

So I can imagine why, exactly, Leo leans toward this brand of humor. It’s directly linked to things he loves! But even more than that is why I think it’s used as a coping mechanism.

In these genres, these quips tend to be said by the winner - or, if not a winner, then someone who will stay alive. So there’s a confidence behind them, an assurance, almost, that even if things go wrong, things aren’t ever too serious. There’s no bad endings here! It’s all good fun, even if the stakes seem high.

Leo canonically has been known to steer his brothers away from the more brutal villains and toward more fun, lighthearted activities and not-so-dangerous criminals. So for Leo, these jokes definitely make things less heavy, make the situations they find themselves in less intense.

It’s kinda not just coping, but also can be seen as a form of escapism. A safety blanket. A way for Leo to defuse the tension of knowing just how dangerous their lives are and replace that with a levity which implies that things will be okay.

Unfortunately, levity alone does not alter reality.

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt leo #rise leo #rottmnt headcanons #how pretentious can I sound when talking about a fictional turtle more at eight #anyway I always loved to think about Leo’s quick line about coping with humor #I don’t care how much people think it doesn’t REALLY matter it’s fun to play around with tbh #also love the idea that Leo’s sense of humor comes from the protags of his fav campy series #(+ from his confident and awesome big sis April)#like idk Leo’s special interests directly paving out how he presents himself both to others and in general is so interesting to me!!!#he is someone who KNOWS people and their quirks so 100% he caught on to that 80’s style of quippy one-liners-#-and associated that with safety and levity #even the villains of these genres who spout off quips tend to be the ones who survive!#Leo desperately fighting to keep the same lighthearted genre as 87 TMNT as the horrors of 2003 and 2012 loom on the horizon #and I think something important to note is that Leo KNOWS things are real #he is WELL AWARE of how dangerous things can get for them #but he copes anyway because it’s easier to deal with everything that way #bro just wants he and his family to be safe tbh

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winkle-pickers · 6 months

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Inspired by this post, a really good discussion about it, and reassurance that life doesn't end after your twenties - quite the opposite in fact. Happy 43rd birthday Kaiba <3

#kaiba seto #seto kaiba #ygo #ygo dm #I KNOW IM LATE AJKSDHJASKF AGAIN #OTP: 'Kaiba x choosing over and over to live and keep going and reach out to the people already there waiting for him'#you can tag any ship you want tho lol #(shhhh in my secret extended brain universe)#(jou and anzu get together in their late 30s and between both of them CANNOT wrap a present)#(honda made the cake)#(yuugi will always answer the phone no matter how late)#(mokuba is family to all of them)#(isono has been offered several generous retirement packages and won't take them)#(he is going to SEE THESE KIDS THROUGH DAMN IT)#(Seto won't let him bodyguard anymore tho so mostly he just hangs around enjoying his seventies)#art tag

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comradekatara · 1 year

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katara’s fatal flaw when it comes to politics and also just general communication is that she cannot fathom why anyone would wish to act in a cruel manner and knowingly harm others, whereas sokka’s is that he does not understand how people can be willfully ignorant or even just plain dumb. it’s why sokka is always having to point out to katara that someone is a malicious actor who is taking advantage of her compassion and idealism (jet, hama, aunt wu, etc) because he knows that not everyone has pure, altruistic intentions, but he also doesn’t understand that king kuei isn’t just sheltered, he is also straight up an idiot (or that hahn isn’t just arrogant, he is also incompetent, etc etc) until it’s too late.

#katara assumes that everyone knows they ought to conduct themselves compassionately #whereas sokka assumes that everyone knows they ought to conduct themselves rationally #like in their minds (respectively) that it what is in everyone’s best interest at all times #and sokka’s ‘rationality’ is compassionate in nature #but he also acknowledges that other people mind find it in their best interest to be selfish #and conduct themselves accordingly #while katara always just sees the best in people #and is pretty unforgiving if they ‘mess up’ despite herself not being a perfect beacon of compassion #(she can be selfish myopic etc)#same goes for sokka perceiving himself as rational but also just. having a huge blind spot when it comes to his self esteem & daddy issues #(family issues in general tbh)#which can cause him to act irrationally #and then zuko and azula have the same thing (where zuko believes in compassion and azula believes in reason) but also like. far more cynical #just because they were raised to believe in their natural superiority and it fucks with their perception of themselves and others #but zuko does have a very similar fundamental worldview to katara & azula to sokka #anyway. im off topic now #katara #sokka #katara&sokka #analysis #ish

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buggachat · 1 year

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sometimes the haze lifts from my brain and i see clearly and objectively and i am forcibly reminded that adrien just has a fucking huge ass caution sign on his bedroom door w a bear on it. (and a shark for his bathroom)

literally why. adrien? why

#why. WHY. WHY??? ADRIEN??? WHY???#a lot of adrien's bedroom i feel is easily chalked up to ''gabriel and emilie gave him generic Teenage Boy enrichment like a zoo animal so #he'd stop complaining about being lonely/bored'' but like #the caution signs are completely lost on me #who is the bear. adrien are you the bear? is your family the bears? do you just really like bears? did emilie and gabriel think teenagers #just really like bears so gave him some bear signs to compensate?#gotta say though the ''CAUTION SHARKS'' sign on his bathroom is actually comedic gold. i give that one a pass

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nashvillethotchicken · 2 months

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The fact I haven't seen that many people talk about how lestat did the exact same thing his father did to him to Claudia by forcibly removing her from the train in ep 6 is a real disservice to both Claudia and Lestat

#interview with the vampire #iwtv #familial violence is cyclical and you get these really interesting parallels in ep 1 and ep 5/6 between lestat and his own parents with how #he and louis treat claudia in ep 5 and 6 #cruel and arrogant father drags his child back to their stifling household as a way to 'appease' their mother hm where did we see this b4?#theyre all trapped not only in this house but in this generational cycle of abuse and cruelty #and while lestat tries to break out he fails bc hes not willing to kill his dad and thats where he and claudia differ #both in the metaphoric and literal sense #claudia does not have that problem. lestat has a dog in him but claudia has a wolf in her #iwtv claudia #lestat #lestat de lioncourt #claudia du pointe du lac #claudia de lioncourt

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quartergremlin · 7 months

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The panel where spliter picks up a baby turtle and straight up squints at the genital area made me break out into laughter. Isnt that what people do to new kittens?! Thats not usually how someone looks at a baby!

and the kids are p okay with being manhandled like that, so it's probably fine?

#i can imagine that the hamatos usually only have a kid or two a generation #considering all their women are sacrificed to shredder p young #and yoshi seems like an only child and the heir to the clan #so he was probably the baby of the family his entire life #quarterdraws #askbox #teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #clarification comic #turtle tots #rise yoshi

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devildomwriter · 4 months

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A Door to the Future | Mammon x Reader

.7K words | GN! Reader | CW: children

“Shit, which door did Barbatos say it was again…” Mammon walked down a corridor of doors in Barbatos’s room. He wasn’t even sure if he’d gone down the right hallway.

“Red door, red door…I think,” he mumbled as he strolled. His eyes lit up when he saw the door near the end of the hallway. “Bingo!”

He laughed to himself and sprinted to the door. He opened it up exited and waltzed right in when something collided with his leg.

“Hey!” He snapped instinctively before seeing the object was in fact a small boy.

“Oh shit, you alright kid…” Mammon asked and awkwardly crouched down to check on the boy. The boy looked up at him with bright blue eyes and Mammon raised one brow curiously.

“Hey, you kinda look like—“

“Papa!” The boy exclaimed and clung to Mammon’s leg. “I thought I didn’t get to say goodbye.” He sobbed and Mammon froze awkwardly.

“Yeah…um…here I…am?” Mammon was beyond confused and his instincts were telling him this definitely wasn’t the right door.

“Mammon, is that you?” Mammon froze when he heard your voice. Suddenly you appeared before him, older and more graceful than before but just as beautiful.

Mammon’s cheeks flushed when he saw you. “Oh, uh—“

You hugged him excitedly. “Good, I was worried Matty missed you.” You sighed in relief and Mammon looked around the room anxiously.

What was happening? Where did this door lead?

“Why don’t you have some coffee before you go, you can’t run off to work like that without breakfast,” you told him and he nodded wordlessly.

Wasn’t this the house of Lamentation? Something felt different about it. Mammon saw toys scattered across the floor and when he waltzed into the dining room behind you he saw six chairs instead of eight.

This made Mammon uneasy. Was everyone okay?

“Six…” you heard Mammon mumble worriedly.

“Did you forget? Leviathan and Asmodeus are visiting later so I brought the extra chairs out.”

Mammon noticeably relaxed when he felt Matty cling to his leg again. Mammon wasn’t sure what to do and kept walking, dragging the other leg behind him as the boy laughed excitedly.

“Daddy?” Mammon gasped and looked behind him where he saw a young girl, the spitting image of himself.

She wore a backpack and her hair was in a sloppy ponytail. She looked confused and possibly annoyed?

“Why aren’t you at work? Are ya skipping again?” She glared teasingly.

You laughed and Mammon shook his head, “I ain’t skippin’!”

“Ava, don’t tease your father so much,” you scolded and Mammon audibly gulped.

“F-fath—“

He was cut off when he heard Barbatos’s voice in his head.

“Mammon, return. Now.”

Mammon gently pried the boy from his leg and gave you an anxious look.

“Hey, listen…Umm. I gotta—“

You smiled and nodded. “I know.” Of course, you knew. Mammon wouldn’t stop talking about the future he saw with you when he returned to his own timeline. You’d wondered when you’d finally meet the Mammon of the past again. Alas, you couldn’t get him to stay any longer than he originally had.

You and Mammon shared a knowing smile. “See ya soon…yeah?” Mammon asked and you nodded. You waved and beckoned Ava and Matty to your side.

“Kids, say goodbye to dad.”

Ava grinned and Matty waved, “Bye papa!” They chimed in unison and Mammon, looking back until the last second shuffled out the door he came through.

Barbatos dragged him into the hallway and glared down at him.

“Wh…what was that…” Mammon gasped, holding his chest.

Barbatos rolled his eyes. “That was what you weren’t meant to see.”

“Wh-huh…d-does that really happen!? Are ___ and I gonna? Y-you know!”

Barbatos rolled his eyes again and sighed. “It’s a possibility.”

Mammon turned red and his heartbeat faster. “Hell no! It’s not a possibility, that’s happening! Definitely!”

“If you say so,” Barbatos clucked and started walking away towards the correct door.

“Hey don’t leave me!” Mammon yelled and ran after him, mind racing.

Could he make it happen? Of course, he could right!? Anything to see those little kids again, and you…every day for the rest of his life.

“Ava and Matty, huh…” Mammon grinned to himself. He couldn’t wait to tell you all about it. “___ is definitely gonna be with me, not even Lucifer can change that.”

#obey me drabble #obey me second generation #obey me mammon #obey me mammom x reader #Ava is short for Avarice she is 13 #Matty is 5 #mammon owns a large casino chain and sometimes skips work to hang out with his family #obey me fic #obey me ficlet

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heybiji · 7 months

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I wanted a "damsel in distress" type NPC for a Masks: A New Generation (superhero teens) game I'm gonna run for some friends, so I made Joey Luna, dumb emo boy who is always stumbling into trouble and needs saving. He constantly shows up at school with new injuries.

#masks a new generation #masks: a new generation #masks ttrpg #pbta #emo #emo boy #joey luna #npc #his family actually owns Orbit Insurance which is one of the top insurance companies in the city #not that anyone knows that #they consider him a lost cause but at least they can pay all his medical bills #he's not very smart but he's incredibly friendly #masks: overlook #this game takes place in the early 2000s #sketch #rough #oc #ocs #original character

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fauvester · 5 months

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THE PRINCES OF THE NORTH!

i thought my little moshang kid could benefit from a baby brother

#svsss #moshang #xuejiao: i did not want a brother >:( MBJ: well we didn't ask you did we #baby tiehan got sqh's height and talkativeness and general nervous vibe. but hes for SURE half demon #loooves fighting and weaponry. MBJ took him along to all of his military campaigns when he was a kid. hes the northern armys little mascot #he and xuejiao used to fight (read: XJ would beat the SHIT out of him cause hes twice his size) when they were kids #as older teens they dont really have anything to do with each other because they have no shared hobbies and dont get along well #and MBJ is like :( our children have stopped sparring... something is wrong with them...#SQH: i actually think it's for the better that theyve stopped beating the everloving shit out of each other. but maybe thats my human bias #TH eats raw meat. XJ has constant flashbacks to his childhood of food poisoning (by political rivals who wanted him dead lol)#TH kicking open the door: HOW LONG AFTER AN ANIMAL DIES CAN I EAT IT?#XJ: i fucking hate this family. ugh. as long as it doesn't have any maggots or anything. fucking hell. get out of my rooms

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1111-sunset-circle · 3 months

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i love f/os and s/is with a big size difference. are they smaller than you or bigger? please tell me more about this dynamic in the tags

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