#i need. monee lmao

[sketchesandnonesense]

TIME AGAIN TO ADVERTIZE MY TV HEAD ADOPTS

This lil alien (who comes w/ her full body pic and 2 little chibis) is $35

She's been sitting in The Bin the longest, so once she sells she's the last of the Original Batch

The other funky lookin bot I have up for grabs is this pastel bot for $45

I'm also offering $15 chibi customs! Where you pay me to design you a brand new bot on a chibi tv head base. Here's some examples of ones I did for other people:

You can find more info on my toyhou.se! or DM/Send an ask for any details!

edit: yellow bot sold! just two more!

#tv head #adoptable #adoptables #I also have a Single budget bot left for 5 bucks but im not gonna bother putting her rn #i might give her the Full Ref treatment n bump up her price a smidge to see if her being less Simple makes her more Enticing lmao #i need monee gdi

[ronon-dex]

do I succumb and buy a ticket to aew's all in show at wembley stadium in august........ I'd have to go on me own........

#pros. mox and mone and okada and swerve will be there......... #cons....... finances and also my anxiety at going to a wrestling show by myselfffff #i just need something to look forward to this year lmao

[izzy-b-hands]

Trying to make my brain do anything today has just been case after case of 'well, half-assed is better than nothing I guess.'

#text post #idk why i have such bad post-survey mental dips every time but I always do #literally last night before end of my shift was like okay brain. it's ok that we aren't working after this. this is fine. #there's another survey in two weeks (for ONCE they told us in advance) and in the in between other things I can do to keep making some mone #and I felt really confident abt that at that point! wish that confidence hadn't been so misplaced bc I did in fact spiral #was actually exhausted enough to just eat shower and sleep after work but the shower was just a big spiral w/crying and scrubbing lmao #whatever. did a mini vid in the new outfit i have for the side job and will do dishes tonight #plus I'll get my shot done bc that's a day late now too #prolific and cloud i got a bit done too and i'll keep checking those thru the night #i actually wanna play gta for a bit & try it with the controller but i feel guilty every time i so much as look at steam so. we'll see #i just need to do something else useful today bc tomorrow will be a full filming day most likely so. gotta make today useful too #I know it must sound like im not really trying to work with my brain on this but i shit u not #this is my brain when im actively employing coping skills and other things to try and counteract the 'work or die' mindset #i dont know how to make it any better and at this point I don't think I can #this was baked into me as a kid lmao bc even playing needed to have a point/story/some goal to achieve #or why the fuck was i playing with my barbies or metal toy cars or dinosaur and horse figurines to begin with #im rambling to put off doing the dishes ignore me lmao

[cursivebloodlines]

it's after 3am. i've completed one reply but i'm holding on to it until ii've done a few more. i think the draft count is updated now so if you don't see yours on there pls shoot me an im because i haven't dropped anything (i'll always reach out if that's the case) so anything missed is unintentional! i'm going out tomorrow with my friends but i'll be around when i'm home :) i've done bits and pieces of other replies but my eyes need to rest now. but it's better than nothing! chat soon loves. x

also sorry i have neglected my ims! i have been trying to limit distractions lmao

#ooc ;; jade talks for england #i currently have what 12 replies... so if i can get 6 done i'll post them #the way almost half of those are aaron aka the mone i have least muse for (to the point wherethat fact's added in the DC #so i've done 1/6 lmao but have started on other drafts i guess #i could keep writing now tbh but my eyes and i need sleep

[claymorexpunisher]

Liberación (CH. 9/?) (WWE Fic) (18+)

Fic Summary: Harper and Drew started Liberación as a way to heal. And it slowly became bigger than they could've ever imagined...

Chapter Summary: Weeks after Damian and Harper started amping up their little games during demos at Liberación, Harper's mind is still a jumbled mess... Damian finally decides to be a source of comfort for her. And maybe she finally decides to let him. (this is cute fluff because I need it rn tysm for reading, so sorry if it's a mess, I kinda just... wrote without any specific plans lmao!)

DISCLAIMER: This fic discusses past instances of abuse and mental control. Be warned. This is also NSFW and will feature various different kinks and fetishes. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling. I try to tag things as best I can. If you choose to read my work, do so at your own discretion. Apologies for any grammatical errors as well. Hope you enjoy!

Main Pairings: Drew McIntyre/OFC, Damian Priest/OFC, Roman Reigns/OFC, Liv Morgan/Rhea Ripley.

Side Characters: Mercedes Mone, Seth Rollins, Becky Lynch, Jon Moxley, Renee Paquette, Maxwell Jacob Friedman, Baron Corbin, Dominik Mysterio, and more...

Tags/TWs: 18+, fluff, established relationships, budding relationships, praise kink, daddy kink, size kink, kink negotiation, consensual kink, consensual non-consent, BDSM, knifeplay, light blood play, bratting, hair-pulling, breeding kink, and more.

Word Count: 1,588

In the following weeks, Damian and I had fallen into a dangerous- but fun- game of doing a demo every time he was in town and was able to come down to the club. And every time, there’d be some kind of “mishap” that made it, so I was forced to volunteer to help, and he’d pretend not to notice the wicked glee in my eyes every time he’d agree. At least I think that he’s been pretending… if he hasn’t been, then I’m in even bigger trouble than I thought.

Damian and I had even become a bit of a crowd favorite with the people who came by to watch. All while teaching them things of value, of course. Our playful and provocative games got a bit distracting, but we got the job done anyway and everyone came away from every class with at least one new nugget of knowledge.

I'll admit, my favorite demos to teach were the ones that were more hands-on and that put me in precarious positions, for lack of a better explanation.

And truthfully, I haven’t just been testing Damian; I’ve been testing myself as well.

After I had my freak out that first time we had worked together and I realized how much I had enjoyed being manhandled by him, I got to thinking that it couldn’t hurt to feel things out.

Every form of physical contact, including Damian's hands snug around my throat, or that hint of a playful smirk on his face directed at me whenever I'd make a smart-assed remark during class… his arm casually wrapped around my waist as he’d fondly lean down to kiss my temptation all while hiding a wide grin as we tried our damnedest-and failed- at keeping some form of professionalism. Not that the students cared, it amused them to no end.  All of it always left me feeling a bit lightheaded, thinking about the possibilities.

Depending on how daring I felt on that particular day, I'd bat my lashes at him and let out a coy 'I'm sorry Sir', knowing that I'd get the delightful sensation of Damian's firm hands tightening around my throat or a slight squeeze around my wrist in a silent warning, if not for that whispered verbal rumbling command to 'behave' that I've come to love nudging out of him.

One time I even happily let him tie my wrists onto one of the many tall stairs in the club during a rope bondage class, my almost suspended in the air while he talked about- and showed- the many ways you could deliver sweet, sweet torture to your sub with them tied up in such a vulnerable position…

But as much fun as I was having, the interactions always ended the same.

Something small would trigger thoughts of my horrible past with Jason and I’d leave the classroom as soon as the end of the class came around, and I always waited until I reached my office and then I’d fall apart.

And always, one of my friends would come and try to bring me back down and… and Damian was always close behind as well. But I never let him in. I never let him into my office or into my heart and every time, those triggering thoughts would be like a bucket of iced water, convincing me that it was best that things stay as they were. During those times I’d even pick it up on accepting Pro- Domme appointments more often, trying to convince myself that that was where I wanted to be and that I didn’t need nor crave the safety, mental freedom, and security that I knew I’d experience if I just let myself go with Damian. But then the cycle would start all over again.

Another week and another demo later, I was in my office, trying to calm my racing heart and mind. The girls were long gone at my request after I had expressed my gratitude for once again sticking by my side while my mind and body tried to come back to the present time.

I wasn’t expecting Damian to have stuck around the club long after the demo had finished and for it to be him knocking at my door so, thinking it was one of the girls who had maybe forgotten something in my office, I opened the door with a light smile.

“Oh… Hi, Dami. I… didn’t know you were still here. I’m… I’m sorry I kinda sped off. I know I do that a lot.” I said as I awkwardly fidgeted with my hands and anxiously curled and uncurled the drawstring on my hoodie around a crimson-polished index finger.

He shook his head and lightly rubbed his hands together as he sat down on my couch with me, sitting at a safe distance in order to give me space, I guessed.

God, he was wonderful…

“I’ve noticed. And I’m not gonna force you to talk about any of it if you don’t want to. I just… I just wanna make sure you’re okay. And listen, if this is too much for you, we can stop. It’s been fun and all that. But Harper… if it’s gonna come at the expense of your wellbeing, then- mejor lo dejamos asi. I don’t feel comfortable continuing if it’s gonna affect you in any way.” Damian said and I didn’t know what to say to that. On the one hand, just the thought of letting this go was incredibly disappointing. But on the other hand, I appreciated him for noticing and for caring enough about my wellbeing and setting boundaries.

That was way more than I could ask for from Jason.

Whatever he felt was right, he did. Even if it messed me up emotionally, mentally, or even physically.

And these days, I haven’t been acting any better towards myself. I know that what I had been doing was pretty damned damaging to myself.

“Um,” I finally spoke after a couple seconds of awkward silence. “I mean if… if you’re not comfortable then yeah. We can totally stop. I get it. I wouldn’t want to continue if I even had an inkling that something wasn’t quite right.” I replied, giving Damian a tight smile.

My eyes couldn’t seem to settle on his and they bounced around anxiously over our surroundings. They roamed over the sapphire blue walls in my office and the fake potted plant in one corner, over the matching blue carpet and finally settled on my clasped hand that rested on my lap.

Something inside my chest warmed as I watched as Damian’s hand slowly and carefully took mine and he rubbed the pad of his thumb along the pulse point that was thrumming hard underneath my wrist.

The action was so tender that, to my horror, I felt like bursting into tears and throwing myself into his lap and running out of my office all at once.

God, I was a mess.

“Why….” Damian sighed deeply and he frowned as he tried to get a grasp on his thoughts. It was odd to see him not really knowing what to say. I was so used to his calm and collected demeanor and his blunt honesty. “Have you been testing things out for yourself? Or just to prove something to him?”

I was completely caught off guard by his question and he didn’t miss the way my eyes widened, despite it only being a miniscule movement. Just like during every moment of closeness between, once again, I felt like I had been stripped completely bare. And I didn’t know if I liked it very much. It was… kind of terrifying.

“Shit, perdon, Muñeca. I literally just said I wasn’t gonna make you talk about it. Forget I asked. Just um… do you need anything? I can stick around a little longer if you nee- “

“Yes, please.” I sighed out before I could prevent the slip. My cheeks burned bright red as my ears detected the bottled-up neediness in my tone, but I didn’t feel like apologizing for it. Just this once, I decided to ask for the comfort I so desperately needed.

“Actually- can we just get outta here? Get some food or go for a drive or something?” I asked, a little more timidly this time, ready to hear him shoot that down with a cold swiftness I had become accustomed to. But once again Damian reminded me that he was most definitely not that kind of person. He wasn’t cruel or cold. And God dammit I was gonna cry all over again…

“Whatever you want, nena.” Damian replied and my bones melted as he wrapped me up into a tight hug.

Just this once I let myself be pampered by Damian. I happily listened as he spoke animatedly about some of the restaurants he enjoyed going to on his own or with friends whenever he was back in town.

We ended up picking up some food and going for a drive towards wherever the wind blew, and we ate our food in silence at the Tampa Bay Pier, watching the ocean waves crash and the boats coming in and out of the dock.

In the back of my mind, I thought ‘I could damn well get used to this,’ and in this very moment I didn’t know if that warm thought still scared the shit out of me, or if I was ready to just give up and sink right into it- right into Damian…

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#wwe fic #liberación #wrestling fic #my wip #wwe fluff #damian priest #damian priest fanfic #ofc harper x damian priest #harper x damian #harpian #damian priest x ofc

[biaswreckingfics]

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Tagged by @trashlord-007 ❤️❤️

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Last song: Promise by ATEEZ 😭😭❤️❤️

Last movie: ??? I don't really watch movies lol. If I had to guess it was the final LOTR movie 🥴🥴 (go big or go home?)

Last show: finished Charmed for the 8th time. Will probably start it again soon lmao 🤭🤭

Currently watching: the only thing I'm actively watching is the Below Deck franchise ⛴️⛴️

Currently reading: the Fever series by Karen Moning (sexy fae and otherworldly beings lfg) 🧚‍♂️🧚‍♂️

Currently working on: editing the final part of Blurred Lines 🤧🤧

Favorite color: purple, blue, or black. Depends on the day 😅😅

Sweet/spicy/savory: SAVORY. Give me all of the saltiness 😋😋

Coffee/Tea/Cocoa: ig green/peach tea or an iced cappuccino, but my need to have is pop 🥤🥤

Craving: ...nothing. I just crammed cheetos in my mouth 🥴🥴

#tag game

[sorrelmoon]

Heyyy Hi i’m considering doing some adoptables would you all be interested in that?

(please rebwog and lmk lol)

#i need. monee lmao #warrior cats #wc #adoptables

[beatriceportinari]

Starting to think about removing all these fruits from my island.

#tired of picking them up several times a week #a whole orchard was useful when i needed mones for my house but i'm fine now #if i need money i'll just sell raymond on nookazon lmao

[venthyrcatra]

The dude who made daughters of ash (the best dark souls mod out there that made it feel like I was playing it for the first time again, highly recommend if you played dark souls) is working on a new mod with basically the entire modding scene but specifically some of the cut content people... and that makes my mind go fucking INSANE with speculation about what they're gonna do. I just spent ten minutes gushing about how fucking sick it would be if they did something with the older version LOD's of undead burg and firelink or the entrance to the depths thats out of the map... im fucking VIBRATING thinking about it, Dark Souls has so much cut content and early draft nonsense that is SO fucking cool that they had to ditch due to time constraints.

Also I should say while I love the cut content and want to see it restored the new stuff that was in daughters of ash was fucking immaculate and only made the game better, so im definitely more excited to see more stuff like that terrifying ice knight boy they have already made some animations for. Im so hyped for that next mod it hurts to think about uwu

#dark souls #daughters of ash #speculation #grimrukh if u see this dont think anyone will be disappointed if yall dont do this #but DUDE HOW FUCKIN COOL WOULD IT BE THO.... #im just saying u could do the whole actual rebellion against the gods that happened a bit before the main game #it ties in rly well w the doa velka stuff imo #god daughters of ash really reignited my love for this game #that and the cut content of the gutter in dakr souls 2 #which is the greatesr tragedy in gaming and a life goal kf mone to restore #as soon as i figure put navmeshes amd texture wrapping and like.... making that cut giant boss an actual enemy again lmao #that huge grotto NEEDS a giant undead dragon tho #the rotten can be in that big room right before the massive chamber w all the pillars #id have to make a new npc for the room after it #but i think i could make it work if i was dedicated enough to learn uwu

[enulib]

fullbody commission for sofie on twitter! 

commission me here! ♡  commission slots

#thank u sm for commissioning me!!! #commission #joxter #the joxter #Moomin Valley #the moomins #fullbody commission #edit bc my last plea was so desperate cause i was so cracked out #ADHJFLh #: pls commission me if u can!!! i need..mone..for food and art supplies still LMAO #tysm!! #myart #inus commissions

[stonerzelda]

how is the botw dlc $30 like 4 years later BSCUSE ME

#zack if ur reading this dont even think about it #ily and appreciate all u have done but i need 2 earn this monee this time lmao #that aside 4 YEARS and its not even like a new story :///

[velvett-tearss]

AoT Boys When You’re Sick

a/n: life was been hectic here, so pls forgive my inactivity 😻, I was sick so I thought of this lmao, hope you enjoy <3

characters used: Eren, Armin, Jean, Connie, Reiner

warnings: cursing, gn!reader, boys being stupid lmao

genre: headcannons, modern au

Eren

you would think bc Grisha is a whole ass doctor that his son would pick up at least one thing

but no 😒

if you ask him to give you medicine, he will give you too much

“the more you take, the quicker you’ll get better!”

“maybe you should take it if you think it’s so good— Eren! I was joking!”

has no idea how to check your temperature

he has to call Armin to ask how to work and read a thermometer bc he has no idea how to read it

he makes up for it by buying you whatever you want

has no willpower so if you ask for ice cream even if you have a sore throat, he will buy it lmao

most of the time, Armin and Mikasa come over to make sure you’re okay

Mikasa stands in the corner laughing while Armin gets mad at Eren for not taking care of you properly ☺️

he probably gets sick after you get better lmfao

whines if you don’t take care of him

5/10 experience bc he never left your side 🙁

Armin

oml he does the best job fr

always checks your temperature gently

makes the best soup for you

blows on it before giving it to you 🥲

“Armin, I’m not that sick.”

“I just don’t want you to burn yourself.”

wtv blondie not like we’re in love w you 😒

he is always stocked with tissues and medicine and blankets

tries to keep his distance so he doesn’t get sick himself

with enough time he’ll come around tho lmao

you have missing assignments, you say?

he’ll do them for you

oh, you needed to go to the store?

he’ll go for you

laundry isn’t done?

I’m so glad you asked, he’s already got a load in the dryer

10/10 bc he does everything and anything for you 🙃

Jean

I feel like he has the spirit, but has no idea what he’s doing

probably googles everything so he doesn’t look like a dumbass in front of you lmao

but googling symptoms usually leads to extremities . . .

“I’m not going to die, Jean. it’s a fever.”

“but what if you do?!”

calls his mom for help bc he refuses to call anybody else

Marco comes over and makes a few suggestions very nicely about a few things

like maybe you shouldn’t have so many blankets

drinking water is good for the body, did you know?

“have you tried Tylenol? might work better than Motrin.”

Jean has a hard time trying not to explode lmao

but he doesn’t when he sees how entertained you are by the exchange

he thinks you’re the cutest when you have a stuffy nose and complain all day lmao

will not tell you though 🥲

likes taking care of you

8/10 bc he’s down bad for you 💅

Connie

he has the best time watching you complain

actually tries to take care of you but it’s too funny seeing you mad

has a ton of home remedies that rly don’t make sense but okay Conathan . . .

wraps you in a burrito blanket so you can’t get out of bed lmao

he has a wonderful time seeing you struggle

he’d watch movies with you but only ones he wants

so now you know the entire plot of the Cars franchise like the back of your hand

“can’t we watch something else? cars can’t even talk!”

“just watch the movie! it’s the best one yet!”

Sasha comes over all the time with snacks for you <3 best girl fr

Connie and her end up fighting over who has better home remedies

she beats his ass and he’s telling you to help him but you’re tucked into a burrito 🙂

eventually, you get better and he won’t shut up about how it was his secret hacks that healed you

maybe it was because of his home remedies, maybe it was because you just did — who knows?

overall 8/10 but you never want to watch Cars ever again lmao

Reiner

oh no

he cannot bear to see you sick 😭

it breaks his heart lmao

he does try his very best to help you get better

but he babies you the whole time

“I can do it myself, it’s alright.”

“but I don’t want you to get hurt.”

like babe I’m just going to the kitchen 🙂

wastes all his money on buying tissues, cough drops, medicine, etc.

he always brings fuzzy socks too so it’s okay <3

he tries his best to put up a good front, but inside he fears you’ll die 😃

Annie somehow convinces him that common colds might mean something worse . . .

proceeds to go into full-on panic mode

ends up taking you to the doctor because Bertholdt told him it was best lmao

overall 8/10 bc who doesn’t like fuzzy socks?

#attack on titan x reader #snk x reader #eren jaeger x reader #shingeki no kyojin #snk #aot #aot x reader #aot jean #jean kirschtien x reader #aot headcanons #connie springer x reader #armin arlet x reader #reiner braun x reader #snk headcanons

[elevnns]

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#so idk if any of u remember a while ago i said i was going to join an acting class and beat my anxiety #well i found one and i've been on the fence about it for th past few weeks #and sometimes when i talk about it to ppl im really excited bc this is what i want to do #but then i feel pangs of anxiety and think wth am i doing??? #i've still not committed to the course yet #im scared lol #like its for 18+ which is fab but what if im the youngest?????? #what if im too shy or awkward??? #what if i have a panic attack and cant get out?? #like when i do this i have to commit bc it costs mone #money* #its for 8 weeks ahh #IM SO SCARED #im so scared lmao #help #i need to release this somewhere im sorry #dl

[artlatrine]

If I had monee to spare I would 100% commission you, not even just so you could draw my characters, just because the world needs more of you art and great characters!

aaaaaaaaaaaaa thank you??? waaa ;;

i think what you're thinking of is like a patron or something lmao

#textaroo

[grimoire-of-seven]

Because I’m an angsty bitch, could you do a head cannons from the seven with a terminally ill MC? Or at least really, really sick. Thanks! Love your writing 💕

PROMPT: “If Only We Could Have More Time…”

Rating: SFWWords: 600-700Characters: Demon Boys + MC / Gender-Neutral ReaderNotes:  Hi! I tried not to make the situation all much worse by means of pressing too hard with the subject in a sense, but to end it with something both parties could cherish. I hope you will all enjoy it!~Oh! And this is written in their perspective.~

Lucifer

Shit..Shit..Shit..

F*ck..

Screwsaving face, the Avatar of Pride himself soon began sprinting through the palehallway, missing to register himself by the lobby as his eyes were fixated bythe red beaming light under the sign; emergency room.

It was imprudentto put his phone to silent at his meeting with the prince of Devildom. Heshould have known better not to… otherwise, he would have read your messagehalf an hour ago, their voice replaying in his mind as his feet quicken itspace.

“Heyumm.. Luci? I know itis a bad time to call you.. but umm.. I’ll be having my operation again in anhour according to the doctor. I hope you’ll take it easy with those meetings and take care!”

“I’msorry sir but you could not enter from this point on. I’m afraid you have towait at the waiting area.”

“But Ineed to see them! Are they already there?” The light-bringer tried to reasonwith the man in a white coat but to no avail. His fears only heightened whenthe doctor reminded him of the day’s operation and how it could grave it couldgo further..

“They do tend to get worse every cycle..”“Why?”“Because each infusion gets harder and the doctors say that Ishould expect that I’ll get weaker every moment.”“Then why place yourself in that situation..?”

Thosebitter words clung into the air as the embodiment of Pride could no longer holdhis composure as one of the nurses by the station assisted him to take a seat.With his fingers entwined together, letting his chin rest on it, his feetclearly indicate how uneased his spirit was as the sole continues to move upand down as though it were to pounce to the emergency room.

 Lookingthrough his surroundings, there were also people under his shoes. Hands claspedtogether with their forehead close to it, mumbling under their breath as thoughthey are talking to…

 God?

 Prayingat every second spared before the judgment on the other door. And…

Should he do the same?

 “Ma’amChase?”“Yes?”“Yourdaughter is doing fine now. The operation was a success thanks to Dr. Pomatter.”“Oh thankGod! Can I go see her now?”“Yes, ma’am!This way.”

Thank God?They are thanking… Father? 

He hadresented any forms of communications within the Celestial Realm, only forming aprofessional relation to Simeon and Luke under Diavolo’s rule yet… why are histhoughts claiming otherwise?

No.Why should he ask for mercy?He is Lucifer.The eldest and the leader of his pack.A fallen angel to whom prowess never left, despite his glorytainted by the burning sulfur.Yet here he was, incapable to put Death far back on his drawingboard for picking his human for its next kill.Unable to take his human out of it…

Takinghis focus away from the mortals that surrounded the waiting area, thetelevision played a soap opera and with no remote to control its channels, itwas projecting a tragic scene with the woman dead on her lover’s arms.

 What if their life would be cut shorter than it already is becauseof this operation?

Could he ever digest the thought that within those times they weretogether, he did not spend it wisely because…Because he let his pride in between? Because he considered hisreputation more than..

Closinghis eyes once more, taking in a series of deep breaths, he, the Avatar ofPride, has always seen the display of empathy as a visage of helplessness andit was their little exchange student that demonstrated it to him otherwise.

Nonetheless,with his human weak.. why should he too, present himself in the same conditionjust because of his worries?

It wouldnot be right.He doesnot want to see his human frown just so his face is.

Maybe there is something he could do.. He thought to himself. Ifhe could not bail his human out of the cold-lighted room, perhaps he could maketheir stay un-cold. Something that could make him see them smile again.

Lookingthrough the window as the room itself has proven itself unable to distract thedemon on his own thoughts drowning his own rationality, there was a signagebeaming with fluorescent lights that made him stand and read; 

“Seven..Eleven..”“I wonderif there have any ice cream there..”

 Mammon

 For being the Avatar of Greed, he sure do brag about bein’ their little human’s first to ever make a pact with. He ain’t letting it pass on as just that.

Just to see his brothers sneer and hiss from mentioning it.

It’s like this bullet that could penetrate even to the thickest skull out there.

An accomplishment and for once, it was a pact he felt that wasn’t a curse. The witches should def. take down some notes from his human~

Yet…

He thought to himself…

There’s no one like his human.

 Recalling how his human would ride along to every trouble he creates, every idea he makes, it was this exchange student who was only staying a year that somehow, taught him companionship. And…

He couldn’t take it out of his chest, that he, the Great Mammon, had failed them.He was their first demon to ever make a pact with yet he didn’t do much being one.Perhaps, thinking now, most of them did more than he.Showed more care. Provided more care.And all he did was to get himself out of troubles and the consequences of his actions.Correction: It’s his human that would bail him out… like a mom.

But then, was there anything he could do to being with?

“Dang.. How much am I going to pay you now?”

His human has never even once mentioned of this illness resulting to Death..Well, all diseases would lead to Death but not with this higher rate of going to Death.It‘s like a parade to Death with his human the star of the show.

“I knew I should have bought Boardwalk the moment I landed on it the first time round!”

Maybe he should be the one to blame here.Maybe he didn’t ask more. Known them better.To think even money could betray him because there’s no known cure yet for them.Just like what the doctor said.

“Rent revenue of 50 dollars plus a three houses, umm..”

“Mammon?”

 …

“Mammoney?”

 …

“MonMon!”

“Ya?” Clearing his headspace, the Great Demon of hell went straight to his Boardwalk card. Sure thing that the visit was expensive. He’s getting all the money from this human plus his property, that’s… for sure..

“Is there something wrong?” they asked, their eyes piercing and hoisting only the truth on the sea of lies, he had come up of saying; “For you not to be interested with mone–“

 “I wish I could have known this sooner..”

“Mammon..”

“I could have not wasted your time too much with tossing you from one chaos to another.. and—“

“Mammon…” taking his hand with theirs to entwine with, their little cash-based board game folded in half as they inched closer;

“Why didn’t you ask me to make it go away?”

Did his voice just crack?

“Mammon..”

“I’m the first demon ya got to make a pact with. I got some witches and we might have been able to conjure some potion to get ya ou—“

“Because I just want to spend my time with you..

I do not want our time to be spent on looking for a cure when we could have so much more fun alone.”

Pause.

“Before meeting you, for a while, I was in your shoes too. Looking for a cure that was not there and I am glad that I snapped out of it meeting you.”

“Ummm…” the Avatar of Greed gulped down.

Did he just screw up?

“Because if it were not for you, I would not have enjoyed living. Having fun. Making troubles. I felt alive.”

 For someone whose lifeline is in the near end… a demon, a particular avatar of Greed demon could only comprehend so little. Here was a human, frail and like the money he knows would soon be gone out of his pocket, talking of living life to the fullest with him..

Because of him…

 “So.. are we still playin’ Monopoly or we’ll just snuggle ‘til the nurse bails you out of visitation hours?”

Leviathan

“What do you think we should play next?” Looking to his rightside, his little human was watching intently at the monitor of his laptop,completely ecstatic as he was able to defeat the final boss of the game. He wasable to manage to get through the final boss because of the UR armour pieceshis human was able to pick whenever he has to decide which crate he should openafter completing another level.

“Shall we go for.. Ruri-Chan Idol or A!3?”

“Whatever you decide on, Levi! As long as I’ll get to watch you.”

His eyes tried not to leave theirs but with his eyes inevitablytracing the cord from the IV down to their hands, injected for how long theycould have been admitted, playing video games became much more of a distractionfor him than it was for his human.

“Levi?”

“Y-y-yes?”

Making his eyes return to the person staring back at them, hecould definitely see a glistening spark as their lips curled, reaching theirears.

“Are you afraid of needles?”

Needles?Afraid of needles?Why would he be afraid of needles?

“Me? Afraid of needles? ROFL LMAO. The only thing I’m afraid of isnot having enough diamonds to purchase another UR Ruri-chan for the next event.”

It wasnot the needle that he was afraid of..But rather, on how swollen their hands are.It must have taken a lot from them..

“Then why are you looking at it like it’s some boss level at oneof your video games?”

Just as there were no room left to insert an excuse from hisinventory, he shifted his attention back to his folder of video-games that hewas able to install for offline playing purposes when he heard them laugh oncemore.

“Look at my hand, Levi! It looks like a balloon. I can’t move it..”

“Let me get the nurse then.”

“Why aren’t you saying ‘lol’ or ‘lmao’?”

Leviathan dead-panned looked at his human for quite some time, hiseyes fixated on theirs going to their hand and back again;

“You want me to lol when your hand looks like it weighs a ton?! Ifthis were an otome game, your intimacy with me would go down!”

“I am just kidding.. hahaha”

That laugh. That silly laugh that even a shut-in could not helpbut be flustered every time his ears are graced with it.

“I already rung the nurse station. Someone would come assist meanytime soo-“

“Good day, how could I be of assistance, sir?”

A woman dressed in all white looked at him before it was able todetect the cause of her call.

Her hands soon untangled the weave by his patient’s left hand, askingto keep their hand still as a ball of cotton soon veiled how the needle wasejected from…

And that was when he turned away from the scene and gave the nursesome space as he went through once more to his file of games..

Whichgame would best distract me?

He could always trust his video games.Video games has always shut him out of facing the outside world.Had always been his comfort blanket.But with him always in this comfort blanket, could he be truly there to supporthis human?

“You could look now, Levi!”

Why arethey smiling? What is there to smile? One hand told to be careful and anotherstuck on a board so it would not bend and have the needl—Maybe he is, sort of, afraid of the needle…Because of how it could be dangerous to them!

“How could you be so chill in all of this?”

“Because, I’m used to it?”

“But you see me with every boss level. Yes, I am used to gameshaving boss level but it is still different..”

“Well.. it was quite painful..”

Then whyare you so chill about it?Is this perhaps.. jealousy with how their human could handle things that ademon couldn’t?Him shutting in and them.. facing it?

“But today, I feel fine today.~”

“How come?” the Avatar of Envy looked once more to their hands,knowing how their left hand would soon be swollen too after a couple of IVs anddays..

“Because I have you.~”

Thishuman..

Sensing his cheeks go crimson red in heat, he tried concealing hisface with one hand, hearing once more that silly laugh, making him moreflustered. “Warn me next time when you’ll go cheesy, human.”

“How about this.. I’ll play a game and you will watch whileresting on my shoulders.”

“What will you be playing?”

“Do you have that game where the owner of a fast-food restaurantof chickens in a dating simulator?”

Satan

“Sorry, I’m late.”

Watching his human finish the last spoonful of their supper andpausing a video from their phone, it was prominent to his tone how angry he wasto himself. Mixed with frustration as his efforts of spending more time at thelibrary, looking at every bookcase for a book with a solution to theircondition, wasted as he found none.

Of all the spells and ancient writings, Devildom is provided with,none could enlighten the Avatar of Wrath on how he could just make theirillness non-existent which only added fuel to the fire considering how there isa book that could swap two entities to the other’s bodies but none about makinga mortal’s terminal illness gone.

“What were you listening to?”

Trying to put the subject or reason of his tardiness to rest bymeans of bringing up another conversation, right now, what the devil wants, isto turn his brain from overthinking off, and more on thinking about them.

“Oh! I was listening to a podcast with a holographic fanatic.”They beamed as though they had spent their time fruitful compared to his. “Youlook a bit tired..”

“A bit tired?”

Are hiseyebags prominent once more? He most definitely would not like to put his humanin worries or to even look tired.That he took from Lucifer.

“But still pretty charming.~”

“Now that is cheesy.”

Putting the food tray and the food container that looks similar tothose at the cafeteria away and near to the door, he saw his human shiftingmore towards their left, a clear invitation for him to be nearer, resulting toSatan putting his coat by the sofa readily available for a visitor.

“What was the podcast about?” He asked as he kept on shifting toattain that perfect and comfortable position to lie down next to them. The bedwas not relatively bad, much to his surprise.

“Just mundane stories that I just missed while being in here.”

If only asickness could tremble and run with his wrath, he would have done it in a snap.Why does sickness have to constrict someone from living?Especially them?

“I’d rather hear about you.~”

Surprised, his features were much more of confusion, somethingthat made his little human laugh and smile as though they were not in such confinedsituations.

“About me?”

“Mhmm!”

There itis again. Those kitty-like eyes.Those eyes that would make him fall for them once more.And make his cheeks flustered and in heat.

“What about me?”

“Anything. Childhood, fondest memories, life as a student..anything! I just want to hear more about you.”

“There is nothing to tell.”

“Eh?”

“Well, there is nothing interesting about me, darling.”

“Don’t say that!”

Hethought he was the Avatar of Wrath..But with his human angry at his reply..He could be dethroned with that title and just be the VP of being the Avatar ofGreed.

“You are interesting!”

“Darli—“

“You truly are! You are interesting to me.”

Interestingto me.

Sensing his ears getting hotter and hotter, he looked up by thepale ceiling, the fan spinning round and round when he felt an arm wrap aroundhis abdomen, warmth coursing through; “Pleeeeaase?”

“All right, all right. Maybe I could tell you how Asmodeus taughtme how to lie to save a kitty.”

“Yay!”

Asmodeus

“Asmo?”

Sensing his fingersentwined further to theirs, the Avatar of Lust fluttered his eyes open, seeingtheirs holding a reflection of himself making his body jerked itself to functionand boost up at once.

“You’re awake!”

How long was he asleep?

“Good morning, beautiful.~”

Beauty?Now now, little human..Let the Avatar of Lust handle the flirting.Although hearing their compliment was definitely  more boosting than any reserved slot or timefor spas and saunas.

“How are you feeling,dear?”

Looking through his phone,it was already 4am by his lockscreen, garnering how the Beauty himself wouldalready have underbags on his eyes. But that is something a cold slice ofcucumber and sleep would cure. Unlike theirs, where the operation was rather concerning in regards of how their body would take it. How the body will heal and take in the changes..

“How long have you beenhere, Asmo?”

This human..When will they ever learn to answer before asking?

“Just an hour ago. Then Ifell asleep instantly.~”

Lies.He had been there for hours and perhaps a day?It had been so long since he moved from his seat from their operation and truthbe told..His buns.. his “ass”ets are kinda flat by now.Nevertheless..He would not miss being the first demon his human would see when they wake up.Never.

And to think he was out-waken by his human.

“Was there a nurse thatcame to visit me?”

“There was one that replacedyour IV and checked pressure while ago.”

Both eyes were soon by theIV with its fluid contents were nearly empty, something his lies however, couldnot cover.

“Wow.. Only a while ago withmy IV already up to be replaced? Asmodeus..”

Oops?

“Fine..I have been here formore than a while..”

Pouting their lips with theireyes gazing afar from his to the round décor by the wall, it was evident how hehad spent overnight beside them without any flinch or reconsidering even tomove from his seat before he could see his reflection once more on their eyes.  

“You have dark circlesunder your eyes already.. Do you want to switch places? I will take a seat andyou will lie down on my bed?”

“You are not yet advised toeven sit up, darling.” The demon argued. “Dark circles could be remediedeasily.”

This human just woke up and their first concern is him?Or more specifically, his looks..Truth be told, the same could be said with him but They now come in second.His main priority is them.

“But..”

“No buts now, dear.”

Smiling seeing theirfeatures an upside down reaction to his, he nudged his seat closer to them, hesoon let his pressed his lips against their forehead before stroking a fewstrands of their hair that were, unfortunately, bit too sleek to his liking;

“Darling?”

“Hmm?”

“Want me to help you.. wash?”

“Asmo!”

Blushing at his suggestion,it was more of a concern rather than his usual evocative invitationsconsidering how several cords would hinder the progress, not to mention how thenurse would dutifully remind him of how their hand where it is injected to,should remain unmoved otherwise, blood will come out and ascend to the tube;

“I am quite serious.”

“Eh?!”

“I could wash my darlingbefore breakfast. What do you say?”

“Asmo…”

Finding this all amusing,it was quite difficult to put the talk into a more serious tone but with thenurse coming in an hour or two for their breakfast, it seems the Avatar of Lusthas to surrender it all;

“I could get a towel and abowl so you could work clean yourself while I will be in charge of cleaning anddrying it What were you thinking, silly?.”

“Oh..”

“It looks like someone ishaving a different idea. We could always do that.~”

“Asmo!”

Oh it is good to have them back.

Beelzebub

“Is this what they have inthe cafeteria?”

It was then, that even theAvatar of Gluttony found food unappetizing. They were looking rather bland andfrom the faces of the people eating, they seem to care more about filling inthe void there is at their guts rather than actually enjoying the food.

He would most certainly beable to tolerate it, especially when he sensed his tummy rumble when his palmrested on it but, for his human to also have the same experience?

It was a big no-no.

With an hour and a halfbefore the nurse or staff would give their meal for the noon, the Avatar ofGluttony followed his second brain to scout and find stores that sells betterfood.

Tastier food.

Just the thought of it hadhis stomach grumble as his nose then sniffed out, making several stops near thehospital’s vicinity, surprised with what mortals could do with simple and fewingredients that the demon presumes to be readily available.

Perhaps he should come around and know their delicacies more?He had always heard stories from them about some food that are spoken not tohis language despite being Gluttony himself.

With goodies in a largebag, truth be told, he was not accustomed to what his person would call “terminalillness”. It was a shock and the thought of it became overwhelming. His pacewere gradually slower as his mind could not erase their confession of theirailment, how they warned him, but did he listen?

He did.But he did not want to let it hinder them.And he will never let it be.

…

“That’s all for you?!”

At this point..

His eyes were fixated ontheirs, breaking its trance with the sound of the door shutting, making hiseyes travel lower down to their figure. They have been getting thinner thanthey were when they were introduced, having his rear colored with dark blues.

Perhaps, it reminded himtoo much of famine.. Seeing it onto the privileged’s eyes as they take what is supposed to be shared to others.

Taking the moment to settlewhat he had brought over by a small bedtable, his lips subconsciously drew asmile, refraining himself from making a comment or two about it.

“Why is that what you wouldalways say..”

With a giggle or two, therewas already a feast laid out on the table, making no room for the food providedby the facility, something he would just have to eat all to himself to trickthe staff, his eyes reflecting how swell they looked from sensing the newvarieties offered on their plate.

“Didn’t I mention we would have lunch together?”

“Yup. And I always get myusual hospital food.. But not anymore!~”

“Now hold on before diggingin..”

Munching the food away toreplenish the sense of famine within him, diverse yet complimenting flavors overwhelminghis tongue, it was obvious the Avatar of Gluttony could not help either to moanto compliment the divine food he just purchased or continue munching as thoughthey were alive and would run away.

“Umm.. Beel?”

“..Yes?”

Hearing them laugh ascrumbs went onto his shirt like a waterfall, his eyes fell too onto theirplate.

They have not even touched their plate..

“Could you help me slice upthis chicken?”

Is this why they are so thin?Because the food is rather inaccessible for a one-hand person?

“Of course.”

It took quite a while forBeelzebub to settle his fourth hamburger and mince to their favored sizes.

If that is the problem..Maybe he could offer them a solution instead.Him.

“Now say ahh..~”

“Beel!”

“Hmm?”

“I could do it on my own..”

“Not when I am holding yourfork, you couldn’t.~”

Belphegor

Violently shaking what heheld dearest onto his arms, not even a flinch or any movement came about totheir chest, making himself tremble, holding them closer to him.

It couldn’t be true.This is just a dream..He needs to wake up.

Belphegor could take on anyhardships there is, burden there is, but not facing the inevitable yet.. He wasnot ready yet.

And probably never will.

To an Avatar of Sloth,wasting time had been his forte, and to spend it efficiently.. is this what hisdream is communicating him with?

“Nnnn…”

“No.. no..no…”

“Nooo…”

Sensing his consciousnessseeping through, his body felt like being electrocuted by the door creaking anda stranger’s voice entering.

How long has he been passed out?

Usually, he could care lessabout such trivial matters but feeling like sleeping schedules and body clocksbut with someone’s life given with a countdown…

…

“Good evening. Is he your guardian?”

Turning his head to facethe voice, his vision soon could interpret the man as the hospital’s securitywith his record book at hand and a pen, his eyes for a moment, on Belphegor’sstate.

“Yes he is.”

There they are, sitting onthe sole chair provided for the guest with the metal rod or pole accompanying them,assisting the flow of the IV through their veins.

“Will he be stayingovernight?”

“He will be.”

“On it. Seems like he’s thepatient rather than you are. Ta-ta!”

“That’s not true…” Hemuttered, dark hues reappearing on his rear just as they were visible in hisdreams.

“Are you okay, Belphie? Youwere sleeptalking again..”

“I was?”

Shit.

“Just a random dream, Isuppose.”

By the looks of theirfeatures, it did not take too long for Belphegor to know how his response wasunpleasant.

So much for someone who just woke up..

“I just had a nightmare.The curse of sleeping too much.”

He dare not bring up hisown troubles. That would be insensitive nor does he wish to press an issueregarding their limited lifeline.. Truth be told, humans are mortal beings butwith an illness pressing them down towards the inevitable further…

“Would you like to tell meabout it?”

Tell them about it?

“It is just nothing..”

“You’re not really a goodliar, Belphie. How about we get to talk to it with a cup of coffee?”

Though the mattress wasrelatively comfortable and the pillows plump with the scent of theirs, like acertain paradise created for him, his body voluntarily get up and made them coffee.

“Don’t you think my habitsis just wasting your time?”

Crap.. What was he thinking?This is why he should have coffee first before even saying anything..Caffeine before making a mess out of himself.

“What do you mean?”

Too late. He dug himself deeper into this.

“Well..” his back facingthem as the kettle was settled down to two mugs, the powdered mix adding hue tothe pouring hot water; “I am the Avatar of Sloth and I tend to take naps moreoften.. sleep, you know… waste ti—“

“No.”

“No?”

“Because any time with youaround is time spent worthwhile.~”

Bewildered with howcheerful a mortal could be despite their lifeline drawing thinner by everyshift there is on the hands of their own clock?

“I do not understand..”

Parting his lips to gentlysway the heat away from the cup, their hands touch as they reached out for thecup, something with their heat warmer than a hot cup of coffee could provide…and it is rushing towards his cheeks;

“Because I get to hear yousnore.~”

Excuse me??Snore..Have his human mistaken him for Beelzebub?

“I do not snore!”

“You do! And yousleeptalk.~”

“That’s another thing!”

Giggles turning tolaughter, made it all the more embarrassing should he, indeed, does snore. Hishuman was someone who could not lie convincingly, at least for someone who istrained efficiently to sniff the BS out of his brothers;

“I do not snore..”

“Yes you do!” And theyproceeded to imitate it.. or make it looklike he does..?

“Okay, that’s enough..otherwise, I would make sure you get to sleep first before I do.”

“Noooooooo” and theyproceeded to sip their cold coffee, preparing themselves for the battle on ‘who gets to stay awake longer to witness the other fall asleep’.

_________________________________________________Updated masterlist here.

#obey me game #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me headcanons #anon ask #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #mod shin-seul

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Black Alice

*john mulaney voice* that girl is a BITCH and I love her SO MUCH

Favorite thing:

The fact that she REALLY went “there goes the last shred of my morals” as soon as her parents died and threw in full force with Known Criminals For Hire akshaksj personally I actually blame the Birds for not leaving her with a better support system but also the 6 is rlly a net positive for her overall lbrhh

Least favorite thing:

How skimpy some of her “power-stealing” outfits get? Like. It’s a cool idea, and I’d be totally fine if this was an actual meat-space human teen deciding whether or not she wanted to wear ripped up fishnets yknow? But this is a comic character and those rules don’t apply. Also she’s underage @ dc give her Practical costume changes thanks >:/

Favorite line:

“... So, dear League of Assassins, let me show you the last, most terrifying thing you will ever see in your short, mean, murdering lives, okay? A Black Alice who cares.” <- said while she was on her way to help rescue her family ;-; the whole little txt box speech is kinda iconic honestly plz read S6 v4 guys PLZ

Friend-Ships:

I love S6 ofc, but ESP v4!!! The way Ralph just INSTANTLY takes a kind of Father role for her and Blake’s an overprotective uncle just ;-; iirc I don’t think we got to see as much bonding for her Kevin & Strix, but I just love their little familial unit sm. And then ofc I love the idea of her being the NF’s Friend-Bully haha. Every group needs that one person who’s willing to roast everyone at the drop of a hat (but ultimately will come to their defense yknow?) also rlly love the idea of her and Klarion just becoming chaos twins aksjk

Romantic-Ships:

DemonSiphon DemonSiphon DemonSiphon DemonSiphon DemonSiphon

Don’t Ship:

Yknow, I’ve come to think the meta reason S*mone had Lori “crushing” on Peter was ‘bc it’s funny’ but honestly the whole thing made me sooooooo uncomfortable. It just.... was a Bad Move and I hate it sm akdjkasj

Random Headcanon:

Lori absolutely steals buttons from the Hot Topic bins and just gives them away to the Six/NF aksj. When she works at HT it gets even Worse but it’s not the reason she’s fired from the job lmao

Unpopular Opinion:

You know fanon Raven? Take that nihilistic/‘emo’ attitude and read abt Lori. She’s the EPITOME of that Teen Angst that fanon tries to heave onto raven (guys rae doesn’t ACTUALLY suppress her emotions/pretends she doesn’t HAVE them. You’re looking for someone like Lori I PROMISE you)

Song I Associate with them:

“This Close” by Flyleaf! I’m agreed with Tee that her fav song would be Thank You for the Venom, but when I’m listening to this I’m ALWAYS struck by the imagery in the chorus “I’ve been looking in your window/I’ve been dressing in your clothes” it’s just??? Exactly Lori. She’s also at that crux in her life as a teenager and as a character usually pulled into more morally grey areas and soon enough she needs to figure out exactly WHO she is and WHO she’s going to be

Fav pic of them:

She’s so finally at peace here I’m 😭😭😭😭😭👏👏👏👏 good for u Lori!!!!!

#asked and answered #adhdharuspex #jason tag #ask meme #long post #lori zechlin #rae is that kid who ppl THINK is angsty but shes trying SO HARD to be optimistic actually #lori tho? lori IS angsty and shes gonna make it EVERYONES problem aksjajsj