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Chapters: 11/11 Fandom: Original Work, Fairy Tales & Related Fandoms, Rumpelstilzchen | Rumpelstiltskin (Fairy Tale), Cinderella (Fairy Tale), Schneewittchen | Snow White (Fairy Tale), Der Rattenfänger von Hameln | The Pied Piper of Hamelin (Fairy Tale), Little Red Riding Hood (Fairy Tale), Snedronningen | The Snow Queen - Hans Christian Andersen, Sleeping Beauty (Fairy Tale) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Müllers Tochter | Miller's Daughter/Rumpelstilzchen | Rumpelstiltskin Characters: Rumpelstilzchen | Rumpelstiltskin, Rattenfänger | Pied Piper, Fairy Godmother, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty (Fairy Tales), Little Red Riding Hood (Fairy Tales), Snedronningen | Snow Queen (Fairy Tales), Cinderella, Cinderella (Fairy Tales) Additional Tags: Fairy Tale Retellings, Short Stories
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Summary:
Why would anyone want a queen’s first-born baby?
What if the Pied Piper went platinum?
At their roots, fairy tales are bleak and brutal. Those who wish that their life was more like a fairy tale would be shocked to find, should their wish be granted, that the reality they rejected was nowhere near as bad. Even if things turned out for the best, they’d still have a heck of a hard time getting to their “Happily Ever After”.
That’s the case with the characters we hear from in this collection. Through a mixture of poetry and prose - with altered perspectives, settings and contexts - readers will experience new twists and takes on classic tales that are both humorous and moving.
Read here!
Please comment and reblog if you enjoy!
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i-lavabean · 3 months
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Sometimes a family is a 97 year old field agent and his feral children
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strqyr · 8 months
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oh. lol.
"i just don't get how the story is both real... and not." -> summer reflection happens here. -> "it all happened, just not the way alyx said when she wrote it." -> "so, what? she just lied?" -> "you have... no idea..."
they're not even being subtle about it.
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cassettedec · 3 months
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and when I say ians's father "correcting" his name when his grandpa called him by his chosen one was transcoded then what.
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papirouge · 27 days
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"old Disney was better"
would it even occur to you that the reason "Disney classics" hit different from those new movies is that a lot of them are basically white washed old european folklore tales adaptations which source material had a peculiar depth & aura that modern USAmerican director wouldn't be able to put out even if they tried ?
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wixhing0nastar · 2 years
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It’s really hard to take any criticism of RWBY: Ice Queendom seriously anymore cause I swear 90% of the time it’s folks jumping to conclusions and hating the show for what they think it’s doing and then being completely wrong…
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ibrithir-was-here · 2 years
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Some more characters concept art for my Cinderella retelling comic imma be working on this year
(Once I’ve got enough stuff I’ll probably start a separate blog for the comic alone but till then)
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wolfpropaganda · 1 year
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more abt my au
I always thought it was interesting how Sabrina usually has really accurate insight into the cases they’re solving—unless her biases get in the way. I decided to make that more of an actual trait/recurring theme in my au by having her have at least one completely-out-there theory that’s obviously formed by whatever biases she’s clinging to at the time, before she lets them go and actually solves it. I thought I’d share the current working ideas for what those would be for the first seven books. They give kinda rough hints about other changes I’ve made.
Book 1: Granny Relda and Mr. Canis took them in and are lying to them about weird, impossible things because they’re using them for an unethical method acting experiment. They’re part of a fantasy movie/tv series, and trying to convince the girls it’s real so they can film genuine reactions from them. The family photos and evidence are all clever fakes, the strange stuff that happens is special effects, and the weird people are actors. (I think this works well because it gets rid of the ableist justification and explains more about who Sabrina is— it makes more sense than Granny being “crazy”, and shows that Sabrina expects adults to use them. It’s also a reference to the fact the Sisters Grimm was originally an idea for a tv show).
Book 2: Snow White committed the murders with the help of animal friends, Disney princess style. (This one is literally just because Snow is the only known Everafter at the school in this version of events. Wendell and his dad aren’t revealed until later).
Book 3: Granny Relda and Mr. Canis faked his death solely to teach Sabrina a lesson. (Which means it’s their fault she feels awful, she doesn’t actually need to feel guilty about anything she said to him, and she does not need to learn a lesson).
Book 4: Cobweb killed Oberon because he’s in love with Titania, and wanted to help her. The rest of the group actually agrees with this one. After they learn a bit more, they change it to “Titania killed Oberon and framed Cobweb because she found out about their secret relationship.” (There’s actually truth in both theories—they come to the wrong conclusion because they assume certain truths can’t be true at the same time).
Book 5: Charming was disappeared by the Scarlet Hand as part of a cover-up, and the weird stuff happening is to distract them from that. (This one makes more sense than the truth).
Book 6: The rest of the family secretly wants Mr. Canis to die because they care more about the “greater good“ than saving a member of their family.
Book 7: Daphne and Puck are actually secretly married in the future, and they’re trying to hide it from her because they’re afraid she’ll murder them.
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hearteyesmcgarrett · 5 months
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4.19
so what do we think that the rest of the station thinks is going on with Nick, Juliette, and Adalind? because you KNOW they all have so many opinions and theres endless gossip
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skylarmoon71 · 1 year
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Aaron Hotchner- Oneshot (Criminal Minds/Grimm Crossover) Extra
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“Good work (Y/N).”
The praise you get from your boss is truly all one can hope for. He’s not the most vocal, but he’s never been one to spare his comments when there was a job well done.
Since working with the BAU, your status has increased, and so has your need to help. Watching what they faced on a daily sort of triggered a passion. You were now one of the main techs situated for cyber crimes. Before you mostly worked in minor hackings, or computer jobs around the offices whenever a worker couldn’t get their computer to work. It wasn’t that you weren’t qualified. You just preferred that area. You were hiding.
Being wesen played a part in it. You’d gotten pretty good at staying out of the public eye.
But now, you realized just how little you were doing.
A big part of this change is thanks to Hotch.
A grimm of all people. Thinking about it still makes you smile.
Life really was ironic sometimes.
As you’re packing your items to head home for the day, you pass by Hotcnher’s office. It’s a long shot that he’ll actually be there. But there is no harm in checking. You adjust your bag on your shoulder, walking out of the elevator. Your eyes catch the light that is still lit in that room. Moving up the stairs, you knock when you’re at the door.
“Come in.”
You enter, and his eyes lift from the pages of paperwork.
“Hey.” You greet.
“How is cyber crime?”
“Not as exciting as the BAU, but I’ll live.” He sends a little smile of his own.
“Are you usually the last one to leave the office?”
He’s the unit chief, but even the boss needed sleep.
“I was just finishing up.” He closed the document in front of him.
“Great, do you want to grab some dinner?”
Hotch’s gaze changes.
“Aren’t you afraid of what might happen? I am Grimm. “
“It’s not exactly something you forget.” Your reply is a bit sarcastic, and your hand tightens just a little on your bag.
“I wanted to say thank you. Because of you I'm doing something important. Worthwhile. I would have never gotten here if you didn’t push me. “
Hotch rises from his seat.
“I didn’t do much. But I appreciate it.” You grin.
“So dinner?”
He nods.
“Give me five minutes.”
You salute.
“Alright boss.”
You say jokily as you exit his office. He knows this is merely a friendly invitation. There is nothing in your body language that suggests flirtation. An observation that leaves him a bit disappointed. Nevertheless he gathers his things. Even if this was a platonic dinner, maybe it could become more.
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“What about your parents?”
“Only my mother had the gene.”
“Woah…”
When you got to the restaurant a few blocks away, you never thought the conversation would lead in this direction. In all honesty, you were curious. There is not much you know about Grimms other than the usual decapitation stories.
“I guess I just assumed everyone in your family had it.”
“My younger brother doesn’t. We’re not much different from wesen. The gene isn’t always passed down. There’s a fifty fifty chance. Especially if both parents have it. “
He wasn’t wrong.
“In a lot of ways, Wesen and Grimm are similar. Haven’t you ever wondered why we’re the only ones who see wesen? We must be connected in some way. “
That evaluation really isn’t that far fetched.
“I never really thought about it.”
At the very beginning all your meetings were filled with so much hostility. But now, sitting across from Hotch is comforting. There’s not a whole lot of people that you can have this conversation with. Most of your friends aren’t even wesen.
“It’s crazy isn’t it. I never really considered or even imagined that I’d be sitting right next to a Grimm having dinner. Our Ancestors are probably rolling in their graves. “
“Or celebrating a new era.” He lifts his glass, and you smile. Reaching for your own. You lift it.
“To a new era.” Your glasses knock, both exchanging a look.
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The night draws to an end. Hotch is walking you to your car. Pulling out your keys, you press the button as your lights flicker.
“I really enjoyed dinner, Hotch. We should do it again. I’m interested in knowing more of the Grimm lineage. Maybe I’ll even learn something about myself. “
“It sounds like you’re taking advantage of me.” He states. You laugh.
“I guess I will be. “ You send him a soft smile.
“Thanks again Hotch. It’s nice to have a friend who understands all of this.”
“We’re friends now?”
“I know, it shocked me too!” He’s the one who laughs this time.
“Have a good night (Y/N).”
“You too Hotch.” He opens your door, and you slide into the car. Hotch watches as you back out, sending you a wave as you take off.
“Friends.”
That’s the thought that runs through his head.
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“Happy Birthday Sir!”
You’re standing next to Garcia who gushes the words the second Hotch steps out of the office. You’re not even surprised when she runs to the desk to grab a small floral bag.
“Today’s your birthday?” You ask. He nods. Morgan and the rest of the team begin greeting him, each apparently carrying a present of their own.
“Most people prefer to celebrate at home, you know.” You whisper.
His eyes move to the team as they talk amongst themselves about the choice in gifts.
“This is my home.”
His response isn’t what you expect. When Garcia races back, the smile they all wear catches you. It draws you in. Suddenly it makes sense. None of his coworkers know his true identity, and you suppose it doesn’t even matter. Because despite what he is, they all care about each other. No restrictions.
It’s incredible.
Unconditional.
You send him a little smile as you make your exit.
Grimms really weren’t anything like you imagined. That’s for sure.
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“Knock knock.”
Hotch is familiar with the voice. You enter the office, closing the door behind you. He’s also begun to anticipate your late night dinners.
“I swear if I don’t show up you’ll never leave this place.”
“Tempting.” You roll your eyes, and it’s then he sees you have your hands behind your back.
“Should I be worried?” He inquires. You shake your head, moving closer as you place the small bag on his desk.
“Happy Belated Birthday. I’m a week late, but you’ve been gone for a while. So I figured I had some leeway.” He’s a bit surprised.
“Thank you.”
Hotch reaches out for the bag, pulling the loose piece of gift paper. When he lifts the gift. It’s a polaroid camera.
“I remember you said you have a son.” You take a seat.
“It’s important to enjoy all the moments you’re offered with the people you care about. This will help you track all those important memories, even if it’s hard to spend every single day with them. “ There’s more to this than what you let on. Hotch takes notice. It’s clear this has as much sentiment to you that you hope he carries with him.
“Thank you, really.”
“You’re welcome.”
You feel strangely satisfied.
“So how about dinner? There's an Italian place a few blocks from here that serves amazing pasta.” You practically jump out of your seat.
“Ready to ditch the paperwork.”
Hotch stands, but there’s something different about his gait when he moves closer.
“I feel like I should make myself perfectly clear.” You’re a bit confused.
“Clear about what?”
“I don’t want these dinners to be platonic.”
Your brain takes a moment to catch up. The heat crawls up your face before you can stop it, and your eyes flicker a gold hue. You back up, shutting your eyes.
“W-Wait you mean you-” your eyes open, and he’s right in front of you. Swallowing, you look up.
“I considered that you really were oblivious to the hints I was sending out.”
You feel a bit stupid.
“But I’m-”
“Wesen? I thought we already established that It doesn’t matter. “
Still even if he says that, it doesn’t change the fact that this is a little weird.
“I-I.”
You woge against your will, flinching. You fully expect maybe a look of uncertainty, possibly disgust. Although his eyes have gone dark, his expression hasn’t changed. He lifts his hands, brushing the white fur that adorns your cheeks. His touches elect a soft pur against your will. Your eyes clenched shut, and your mouth fell open. Why can’t you find it in yourself to pull away. Hotch inches closer, his breath wafting over your lips. You hold back another desperate sound.
“If you want this to stop, please tell me..”
You aren’t sure how to respond to that. Because a part of you still doesn’t truly believe it is happening.
“Hotch we..we shouldn’t..” He pulls back, and instinctively, you find your head lolling forward. He turns his head, lips not fully touching.
Just a teasing brush.
“We really shouldn’t. It’s wrong.” He mumbles.
You nod, still not pulling back.
“I’m a Grimm..I’m dangerous.” He whispers into your ear. You gulp.
“We really shouldn’t...”
The more he speaks, the more you seem to want it. A part of you thinks this is some kind of profiler thing.
“Please..” You beg.
“Please what?”
“Please kiss me.”
Hotch doesn’t need any more encouragement. His lips crash against your own, desperate, hungry. You’re a bit concerned about how needy it feels. He backs you up, and you hit the door softly. Hotch discards his jacket in one swift go, pinning your arms to the door. You’re a bit impressed that he hasn’t nicked any of your sharp teeth. Especially with how eager the kisses are.
You’ve never been dominated like this.
You always knew his kind was dangerous, but this was not what you thought when that word came to mind. You’re fighting to keep up. You woge back, but that doesn’t even deter him. You’re not even sure he really notices. He still has you braced up against the door. You grip at his shirt, tugging, pulling.
When his lips finally part, they move to your neck, and you bite down on your lip when he begins leaving kisses along your skin.
“Do you still think this is wrong?” He challenges. You’re barely catching your breath.
What can you say to that? You just shake your head, and he smirks when he sees the light in your irises.
Maybe a Grimm and a Wesen isn’t such a bad thing.
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typheus · 1 year
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grimm n felicity sketch 🤷‍♀️
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littleredhatwriting · 2 years
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Grimm Truths
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Why would anyone want a queen’s first-born baby? What if the Pied Piper went platinum?
At their roots, fairy tales are bleak and brutal. Those who wish that their life was more like a fairy tale would be shocked to find, should their wish be granted, that the reality they rejected was nowhere near as bad. Even if things turned out for the best, they’d still have a heck of a hard time getting to their “Happily Ever After”.
That’s the case with the characters we hear from in this collection. Through a mixture of poetry and prose - with altered perspectives, settings and contexts - readers will experience new twists and takes on classic tales that are both humorous and moving.
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Archive of Our Own
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grimmssnarl · 2 years
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i gotta say, hard to be motivated here when tumblr is all around a shoddy site that wont let me load half the things i wanna post 
AND, forgive me for venting, half the accs you see have you blocked! or tumblr just reccs you sideblogs from ppl who are a mutual-block. lol
now i realise that these folks probs wouldnt have cared about writing with me anyway... but its like ah yes thank you, everyone deciding to vaguepost at once, you really made it out like i was a predator (not the cool alien kind) for saying that grimmsnarl had a human wife in the past.
like excuse me for venting a lil here, but yknow. autism. like someone who knew me for 4 ish years and wrote monster stuff with me before clearly did not give a damn about anything i wrote about if they thought that i would be writing [looks at smudged writing on hand] “slavery” as a kink
so look 
suddenly everyone on the tl is talking about “omg pokephilia is so disgusting if you write it youre a monster” 
fair i get that 
now i wonder why i declined to refer to it (grimmsnarl having a human lover in the past) as pokephilia!
probably because people would automatically correlate it to:
proshipping  noncon/dubcon bestiality idk maybe them thinking that its a pokemon raised from an egg by a trainer and then turned into some kink thing 
^ which would be bad. reasonable to hate that stuff, even. 
so when you have all these blogs saying this and that and etc etc, and when ppl are like “omg tell me who it is writing this nasty stuff so i can block”, naturally they tell them, and those ppl just get the idea that this is some kinda kink blog. or that ive been secretly trying to force something onto the ppl ive been writing with! 
gee, who woulda thought wanting to have something i thought was a cool idea on my blog would turn everyone against me in ... two hours, i think it was.
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withoutend · 2 years
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The point of Pinocchio's Nose
As Iconic as the Nose-Growing scene is, I feel like people tend to forget the point of it: Pinocchio is a Very Bad Liar. More specifically, he lies about as badly as you would expect from a child that was literally born yesterday.
What the Blue Fairy actually says is "A Lie keeps growing and growing until it's as plain as the nose on your face." Pinocchio was just telling her the story of why he didn't go to school and you can see she isn't fooled, only gently asking follow-up questions giving him just enough metaphorical rope to hang himself with as he gets more and more ridiculous and ends his story saying he didn't get away and got chopped up into firewood!
I don't know how different this scene was in the original Fairy Tale compared to the Disney Movie, but it was not as simple as some other interpretations. It can be fun to imagine a logic puzzle where Pinocchio says "My nose will grow now." and wonder what will happen, or like how in the Shrek movies it is used as a simple Lie Detector for this one character.
While the nose-growing is an iconic part of this character, it was in the context of being a Morality fable. It's there to teach children not to lie. Putting the nose-growing in any time public domain Pinocchio shows up in another story usually misses this part. Even if his nose didn't grow in that scene, it may as well have.
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wiitchisms · 1 year
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TAG DUMP
#// pre-immortal. || ( but every smile is not the same ; and every heart's not filled with love for mankind. )#// past. || ( not every open wound is simply healed by time ; but revenge is always sweet and chaos is the prize. )#// strq era. || ( the machines of war will fill both sides ; and the grief will only grow more lies. )#// vale arc. || ( where did it go? our peaceful youth seems to be gone forever. )#// // mistral arc. || ( the hate just swallows all the love ; and all the truth will disappear. )#// atlas arc. || ( swallowed by the darkness ; soon the moon is bathed in black. )#// vacuo arc. || ( and when it ends the good will crawl ; the shining light will sink in darkness. )#// visuals. || ( send in your grimm tear off my limb strike me with bolts of lightning ; i won't die. )#// music. || ( we'll be the voice to touch the sun ; the triumph will be ours. )#// dash games. || ( can't wish away the dismal days ; can't bring back what is gone. )#// starter call. || ( and though it's unpredictable ; we're heading for the pinnacle. )#// plot call. || ( it's not destiny ; it would be a great mistake to think so. )#// musings. || ( every choice is ours and ours alone ; this doesn't open up by fate. )#// open starter. || ( this is the future that we create ; and we're powered by every tear that's dry. )#// mains call. || ( and we'll catch that dream together someday soon ; we're rising like the moon. )#// ic meme. || ( the river knows to reach the sea ; rain will help the flowers be. )#// headcanon. || ( the lightning doesn't take advice from anyone ; the willow doesn't need to learn to stand. )#// ooc meme. || ( a rose will grow to be a sea ; from every life another leads. )#// promos. || ( we're looking to the sky ; the light will guide us. )
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lancermylove · 19 days
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Not Good Enough (HC)
Fandom: Obey Me
Pairing: Demon brothers x gn!Reader
Warning: Reader with low self-esteem.
Prompt: You don't think you are good enough for him.
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Lucifer found you alone in your bedroom. One look, and he could tell something was very wrong. "Why so pensive, my dear? You seem troubled. You know you can confide in me. What's on your mind?"
You hesitated to tell him the truth, not knowing how he would react to your words. "It's just... sometimes I feel like I'm not good enough for you. You're so accomplished and strong, and I'm just..."
"You are just what?" He asked, crossing his arms. But when you didn't reply, he continued in a stern voice; however, his expression was soft. "Let me tell you, it's your humanity, your kindness, and your unwavering spirit that I find truly captivating. You challenge, inspire, and bring light into my life in ways you can't imagine. You are more than enough, and it's high time you see yourself through my eyes."
Lucifer sat down beside you and took your hands. He met your gaze and spoke in a warm voice. "I vow to you, on my honor, that I will spend an eternity proving just how extraordinary you are to me. You are not just 'good enough'; you are everything I could ever desire."
The Avatar of Pride pressed his lips to the back of your hand before whispering, "Never doubt my feelings for you, my dear. You are my chosen one, now and forever."
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Mammon walked into your room unannounced and saw you sitting on the bed, staring down at your lap. "Oi, what's with the long face? You didn't lose any Grimm, did ya?"
It's nothing, Mammon... Just some personal stuff."
"I'm your boyfriend, y'know, so your personal stuff is my personal stuff. Come on, spill it. 'Sides, I'm the Great Mammon. I can handle it!"
You weren't sure if he would be upset with you for thinking you were not good enough, but you decided to come clean. "I just... sometimes feel like I'm not special enough for you. I'm just... too ordinary."
"What?! That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard! Listen here, ya got it all backward. I'm Mammon the Great. I wouldn't hang around someone who ain't worth my time, got it?"
His words drew a smile to your lips. "So, you think I'm... worth your time?"
"Yeah, but that ain't a big deal or anything. Look, I feel like a total loser sometimes. But you...you make those times less crappy. You're important to me, y'know? And if anyone makes ya feel less, I'll make 'em pay for it."
Mammon plopped on the empty spot beside you and wrapped his right arm around your shoulders. "You're amazin', so don't ya forget it."
As you leaned against his shoulder, Mammon nuzzled the top of your head.
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Levi saw you sitting in the corner of your room and froze in his tracks. He knew well what was going on in your mind but decided to make handle the matter with a touch of lightheartedness. "(Y/n), did someone spoil the latest episode of your favorite anime for you?"
Without looking at him, you quietly asked. "Levi, do you ever feel like... like you're not good enough for someone? That's how I feel about being with you."
Levi didn't expect to hear that, and for a moment, he didn't know how to react. "I mean, I'm just a shut-in otaku. If anyone's not worthy, it's me, not you. You're like the special event SSR card, and I'm just a common R card."
His references made you chuckle slightly, but you also disagreed with him. "You're not a common R card."
"(Y/n), how do I," Levi started to say but struggled to get his words out. He couldn't figure out how to put his feelings into genuine words. "(Y/n), in my eyes, you're the ultimate co-op partner. I wouldn't want to face any boss battles with you...s-something like that..."
His cheeks turned red, and Levi struggled to make eye contact with you as he continued in a shy voice. "So, um, I promise to be your player two, always supporting you. And... maybe we can help each other level up in confidence and stuff, 'kay? So, don't look so sad..."
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Satan saw you in the library room of the House of Lamentation, and while your eyes were on the pages of the book in your hand, it was evident you were not reading. "You seemed trouble, (y/n). Would you accept my offer if I say I will lend you an ear?"
"Satan, how are you so smart...handsome..and amazing?" You asked without moving your eyes from the book.
Initially, the Avatar of Wrath thought you were complimenting him and blushed. But it didn't take him long to realize there was something more to your statement, so he remained silent, hoping you would share your true feelings with him.
"It makes me wonder if I'm good enough to be with you."
And there it was—something Satan hoped you wouldn't say as a follow-up statement: "Your worth isn't defined by how much you know or how you handle your emotions. It's your curiosity, love, and the way you view the world that I find invaluable. You are someone irreplaceable in my life."
When you moved your gaze to him, Satan's expression softened. He walked close to the sofa chair you sat in and leaned down to place a kiss atop your head. "I'm here to remind you of your significance. Not as a scholar to a student but as one soul to another. If I lose you, I will lose myself."
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Asmo saw you sitting on your bed with slumped shoulders and figured you needed a pep talk. "Why does my precious diamond look so down? Did something say something mean?"
Shifting your eyes to him, you studied his flawless face, silky hair, perfect body, and radiating beauty. You lowered your head again, feeling worse than before. "I...can't even match up to you."
"Match up to me? What are you talking about?"
"You are just so dazzling, charming, beautiful...and perfect. I am nothing..."
Asmo was stunned at the way you perceived yourself and felt like shaking your by your shoulders. Taking a deep breath, he sighed. "Oh, sweetie, why do you think such things? They are absolutely not true!"
The Avatar of Lust walked up to you, held your hands, and helped you up. He cupped your cheeks and smiled sweetly. "You must see yourself as I see you: utterly irresistible and enchanting. There's no need to match up to anyone because you shine so brightly on your own."
He gently pressed his lips to your forehead and whispered. "Let's have a little pampering session, shall we? I'll show you just how breathtaking you truly are."
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When Beel saw you pushing around your food with your fork, he knew something was wrong. Putting his fork down, he looked at you, concerned. "(Y/n), you're not eating much. Is something wrong?"
"Beel, you are so strong, caring, loveable, and...deserve better. You deserve someone better than me."
Your words nearly made his heart stop as just the thought of losing you sent a shock through his heart. "(Y/n), don't say that. I like sharing meals with you...hearing you laugh...and hugging you. When I'm with you, I don't feel hungry for food. I feel hungry for your love. You fill up a part of me that I didn't even know was empty."
His words made you blush, and before you could argue or make another statement to hurt his heart, Beel stood up and walked to your side of the table. Scooping you up in his arms, he held you close to him and nuzzled the side of your face.
"You make me happy just by being you. I don't want you to change because you're perfect to me. I'll always be here for you - to protect and support you, just like I know you're here for me."
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Belphie saw you lying on your stomach on the bed with your face turned to the side. He studied you for a moment before walking close to your bed. "You look more tired than me for once. What's bothering you?"
"Belphie, do you ever think I am not interesting or special?" You mumbled after a moment of silence.
"Hmm, that's a strange thing to worry about. Why do you ask?" He asked, raising his eyebrow. When you didn't reply, he sighed and sat down on your mattress. "You know, I don't spend my time with just anyone. If I'm with you, it's because there's something about you that's different, something peaceful."
Opening your eyes, you looked at him with tears in your eyes. His gaze softened, and Belphie rested his hand on your head. "You shine brighter than any star I know. You are interesting and special. If you need me to say this nonstop, I will say it...and mean it every time."
Belphie lay down next to you and wrapped his arm around you, giving you a soft smile. "With you, I always feel like I'm exactly where I need to be. You're enough, more than enough for me. Remember that."
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➣  Obey Me Masterlist: [1][2][3] ➣ Main Masterlist
➣ Buy me a Ko-fi? ➣ Commission: Open ➣ HC/Scenario Requests: Closed || Quick Ask Requests: Closed || GIF Requests: Closed
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