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candyhoiic · 2 months

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Edit: this was way longer than intended

TW this holds like the tiniest amount of suggestiveness as I briefly go over procreation/sex but it's nothing in depth. I only added it since a big part of eden lore is basically cannon Adam being a dick about wanting to be dominant in everything including sex. Spoiler alert he's not a dick about it in this au.

Back with more Adam switching places with Lilith au thoughts that no one asked for <3333 This time I wanted to focus more on their time in Eden and the dynamic between Adam and Lilith.

Since it's said that Lilith and Adam were both made to be equals being made from the same dust I imagine they would have pretty similar personalities at least at the beginning. With them both having dominant personalities, the two would quickly drift apart with them constantly clashing together. I.e. they're naming a deer and Adam wants to call it a buck while Lilith thinks the name doe would fit it better, but frankly neither of them wants to submit to the other so they just keep on arguing. Which eventually leads them to just going behind each other's backs, causing deers and most animals to have two different names based on their sex.

This would continue to carry on until there were no more animals to name, but then it would start all over again when it came to naming foods, and it's quite clear they just don't work well together. So, they eventually come to a mutual agreement to just leave one another alone. And for the most part it works with the two of them just kind of sticking to their own pieces of Eden. I.e. Lilith favoring the beaches while Adam was partial to the more shaded parts of the garden.

However, this doesn’t work forever since eventually the seraphim come back down and ultimately ruin it all. For the first time in ages, the angels call out for them to express their confusion on why the two have yet to even attempt to procreate. This causes them to both play it off as just not getting around to it, and while the seraphims seem to accept their excuse at face value, they still do basically tell them to get a move on. Saying how it's in god's plan that the two of them populate Eden. While Sera even cryptically mentions how if they don't then they'll need to come up with something else.

Safe to say the both of them are a little scared about what will happen if they fail their purpose, causing them to once again attempt in getting along with each other. Although just like before, the two butt heads constantly, and eventually they come up with the bright idea that they don't necessarily need to like each other to have sex. So, they decide to just give up on interacting with one another outside of what was necessary.

Only to also realize they cannot agree on anything in the bedroom either. The position? Who's on top? Fuck that if one of them can't be on the top than neither of them can!

(Or at least Adam was in denial)

Which leads to pretty unsatisfying sex but they do, do their purpose so really the seraphims can't get mad at them. Although this new cycle leaves both Adam and Lilith in even worser moods than before, which is why Lucifer even comes into the picture to begin with.

See the seraphims might not do much, but they do periodically check in on Adam and Lilith with an all seeing orb. Similar to one used to watch Angel Dust during the trial Charlie has with Heaven. So during these periodic check-ins, they notice how Lilith and Adam are unhappy in Eden, and in an attempt to alleviate this they assign Lucifer to go down there to basically keep them both happy. They make this decision partly due to Lucifer being known as god's morning star, making him more than qualified to lighten up the mood. But also because they're tired of Lucifer constantly wreaking havoc in heaven's order with his bouts of creativity. So, they see it as hitting two birds with one stone.

Even if Sera was a little hesitant to do so, considering there's a chance Lucifer will cause just as much havoc with his creativity in the garden if not more. However, the others argue that he would be too busy keeping Lilith and Adam both happy to do much mischief, if any at all. Ultimately, the latter argument won out.

So, Lucifer is now assigned to the garden, and over all his introduction is taken well by both Adam and Lilith. The two of them actually getting along enough to stand being near each other for once. At least while Lucifer was there to keep them both preoccupied. The two being very curious about the seraphim after all.

And through all three of them spending time together I can actually see both Adam and Lilith becoming more tolerant of each other until dare I say it they actually start to like each other. Not enough to love each other as they were intended to, but they basically were those types of friends that only became friends because they had a mutual friend, who in this case is Lucifer.

During these times, Lucifer introduced the first humans to music with Lilith taking to singing while Adam seemed to favor using instruments, specifically string ones. Imagine a cute moment with all three of them just creating music together <333

Now of course there are still times Adam and Lilith can't stand each other, which leads to days where Lucifer has to spend time with them separately. During one of these times, Lucifer may or may not have created ducks, and had Adam name them so they would be a thing because ducks are the greatest and it was a crime that they weren't a thing already!

So, yeah small duck lore they weren't actually meant to exist lmao and Adam was the one to suggest their weird corkscrew penises so blame Adam for that one. Also, blame Lucifer for thinking listening to him was a good idea. When Lilith found out she wasn't impressed.

And just to be fair to Lilith when she and Lucifer spent time alone they probably went to the beach mainly. They had water fights started by Lucifer, but Lilith wasn't about to not retaliate after he got her soaked. Honestly slay

Anyways when Lucifer wasn't around because even he had a life outside of them, and went back to heaven at the end of each day. The two were reminded of their other purposes besides just tending to the garden. Which was the only real time Adam and Lilith weren't happy/at each other's throats. When they had to do the do neither of them ever came away happy from it despite their relationship being arguably better ever since Lucifer came.

And since it was basically Lucifer's job to keep them happy, he could pick up on their moods relatively well. So, eventually he put two and two together, and was like hey they were both happy when I left them, but once I came back they were upset so clearly something must have happened.

So, he asks them both what was wrong, but neither of them seem keen on talking about it with him because if there was one thing these two had in common it was their stubbornness. Safe to say, he didn’t get his answer for quite awhile until eventually it comes out, and well Lucifer's job is to keep them both happy. He would also be lying if he said he didn't see them both as attractive so he made them both an offer. He was already their buffer in everything else so why couldn't he be their buffer in sex too.

Understandably, the offer was shocking and while both were tempted, they were also unsure. Whenever the other seraphims mentioned procreation it was always strictly between Lilith and Adam, man and women. They never mentioned that the act could have a third participant or that it was appropriate for a man to lay with another man. So, they didn't outright decline the offer, but they didn't accept it either. As neither of them wanted to bring forth the wrath of the other angels or god. Instead, the three just kind of acted like nothing was said for a while. Although the offer was fresh in all of their minds.

Lucifer was most likely freaking out in his head being like I really just suggested that?! What was I thinking, I made everything so much more awkward, didn’t I?! While Adam was having a crisis over even being slightly open to the idea of laying with someone that presented male, and Lilith was probably the most level headed.

She wouldn't necessarily be like yeah lets do this right away, but she would definitely see the pros to accepting this arrangement and notice how the cons didn't really outweigh them. Probably would go through the whole scenario and rationalize why it really was for the best that they accepted the arrangement. Before she would do it all over again because she was still scared of upsetting any higher power like any normal human would be and wanted to make sure she was making the right decision.

So, after a lot of consideration and even more panicking, the three eventually agreed to the arrangement. With Lilith being the first to come to this conclusion followed by Lucifer and finally Adam. Although at first, Lucifer would just be there to talk them through it, coming up with solutions to their problems, basically playing mediator while never actually intervening in a physical manner.

Then, when that was well received, and after he was encouraged by both parties to get more involved Lucifer would start to touch Lilith while they were intimate, but still nothing too invasive. He would only touch when necessary to ensure everything ran smoothly. He wouldn't yet lay a hand on Adam because the guy was still kind of antsy over having another man present during intercourse. Period.

Although that wouldn't last for too long with Adam's jealousy winning over his initial gay panic, and eventually Lucifer would have free range to guide both of them in a physical, non-invasive manner. I.e. he would put his hand on one of their hips to get them to thrust in rhythm with each other instead of fighting over who was setting the pace.

From there, they would eventually become more comfortable with the whole arrangement and Lucifer would slowly become more of a participant rather than just a buffer.

This arrangement would notably work better for everyone, and their dynamic would probably become the healthiest it's been.

A/N: Surely, nothing could ruin this. Surely...

Just kidding! Something definitely did mwahaha but that's for another post because this is already too long vfgyusdjzs

Anyways thanks for reading this all if you did lol! I'm not really expecting anyone to, but I appreciate it all the same <33

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anotherkindofmindpod · 6 months

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Hello lovelies! I wanted to go back to another episode, Strange Bedfellows: Hiroshima Sky, and address a point raised in that episode. You all discussed Paul "bothering his dying wife" with the song credits switch issue, but I had the exact opposite impression. Here's Paul's quote to Anthony DeCurtis of Rolling Stone in 2001: "But this is why we don't have a great relationship. That, and the fact that Linda rang her during the height of her chemo shit and asked her, and Yoko said, 'That's never going to happen.'"

I do agree with your conclusion that Yoko was not obligated just because Linda was sick and I was pleased you both eventually allowed that Linda may have been offended on Paul's behalf, because that's what I think happened. Let me backup.

Earlier in that same Rolling Stone interview, Paul said, "So when the [Beatles] Anthology came out, after thirty years of always having John’s name in front, I thought it should say, ” ‘Yesterday,’ by Paul McCartney and John Lennon.' So I rang up and asked Yoko. This is when Linda and I were going through our real horror times. I rang Yoko up and said, 'Couldn’t I, on the Anthology, just on this one song, put my name in front? Could we put, ‘Written by Paul McCartney and John Lennon’? It would be a great favor to me.' Linda actually rang her and said, 'Do this as a favor.'"

"Yesterday" appears on Anthology 2, which was released on March 18 1996. According to Keith Badman, Anthology 2 was originally slated for release on February 26, 1996, supposedly due to a track re-ordering (moving "I'm Down") and thus making the original CD booklets obsolete and needing to be reprinted (Paul supposedly footed the bill for that). I have wondered if that delay for Anthology 2 was actually due to Paul wanting to change the song credits on "Yesterday," as he later described (or maybe the booklets had the credits switched on "Yesterday"and Paul had to pay to put them back!).

Paul told DeCurtis that he and Linda made the request "during our real horror times." Linda allegedly started an intensive chemotherapy regime in January 1996 (diagnosed with breast cancer in December 1995), just a month before Anthology 2 was originally due to be released, before being pushed back to March at the last minute. Due to that timeline, it's almost certain that the "Yesterday" credits request from Linda took place in January 1996.

Per Badman's Beatles Diary, Paul essentially stopped working during the year 1996 to care for Linda. He only made two public appearances, both in support of LIPA, and three brief recording sessions for Flaming Pie (separated by months-long gaps) in the entire year. He also did the final Anthology edit approvals and promotional interviews working from home, which was unusual for him at that time, and cancelled a few other work obligations that year.

Now we have the context that Paul and Linda made the "Yesterday" credits request at a terrible time in their lives. Paul seems to have taken offense less at Yoko's refusal and more at the way she did it, which he perceived as insulting to Linda when she was going through an awful time. Whether Linda asked Yoko independently of Paul because she was loyal or protective of him, or whether he knew beforehand and/or urged her to do it? We'll never know.

Yet if you go back to the statement Yoko made on Linda's death, Yoko wrote without elaboration, "The last conversation I had with her was in January this year [1998]." Now why would Linda and Yoko have spoken that January? Did Linda call Yoko, or vice versa? What else happened that month? Well, it so happens that Yoko's "Paul was Salieri/Paul made the phone calls" interview was broadcast in a BBC documentary on.....January 6, 1998.

Putting the speculative pieces together, here's my wild guess as to what happened. While working on the Anthology, Paul realized he wanted to have his name first on "Yesterday." What if Paul brought up the issue in the run up to the Anthology launch, not when Anthology 2 was to be released? Then right after Anthology 1 and the miniseries premiered to much success, Linda was diagnosed with cancer. Right after she started intensive chemo in January 1996, Linda asked Yoko to allow the credit switch as a personal favor to her. Maybe she knew it would give Paul a life preserver during that time, or she thought Paul was right, or some combination thereof, or whatever. Anyway, Yoko said no. Maybe Paul learned about that, was incensed, and tried to switch the credits on the Anthology 2 CD booklets anyway, causing the delay of the album's release.

Then, in January 1998, Yoko gave the Salieri interview with the hurtful comments which cut Paul deeply and Linda, who was always fiercely protective of Paul, became angry. According to friends, Linda was deeply concerned about Paul's emotional state during her illness, and I could see another perceived insult from Yoko sending her over the edge. So she called Yoko to confront her. Paul learned of that conversation (at the time? at some point later?) and, knowing how sick Linda was, became incredibly angry at Yoko in turn.

I think that everything during this time has to be looked at through the lens of Linda's illness. The credits issue, the flaming pie kerfuffle and finally the Salieri comments must have been seen by the McCartneys as Yoko throwing blows when they were at their lowest.

Thanks for all this, very thorough! We're delighted you enjoyed Strange Bedfellows. :) Thanks for listening and writing in.

#AKOM #Strange Bedfellows #credit reversal #Salieri-Mozart gate #Linda's illness #Anthology #Yesterday #Yoko Ono #Hiroshima Sky

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juiceyobsessionist · 4 months

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My first contribution to this fandom is this six page essay i wrote on gloxinias morality for ethics class.

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Gloxinia of Repose is a character from the Netflix show The Seven Deadly Sins, and ultimately one of the more interesting characters within the show. Gloxinia’s morality is a warped and twisted version of consequentialism. Gloxinia serves as a minor antagonist through the series, though in the end he ends up as something akin to a ‘hero’. However, due to the nicheness of the show itself, some background information is vital to understanding Gloxinia’s complexly twisted morality.

The setting of The Seven Deadly Sins is a vaguely medieval time period, with a fantasy genre. Gloxinia is part of a gang labeled The Ten Commandments whose goal is to take over the land of Britannia. Opposing The Ten Commandments is a group called The Seven Deadly Sins.

It’s a rather simple ‘good versus evil’ fight, with The Ten Commandments generally having some twisted morality and a dislike for most of the other races.

However, Gloxinia was something of an odd character. He was not outright bloodthirsty. He was sadistic and childishly cruel, yes. He seemed to prioritize fun over actually doing his job properly, and was willing to put on a big performance rather than fighting with all his might. Most notably, Gloxinia had a particularly pessimistic view of the world and seemed to have some sort of grudge against humans. He even went so far as to call them a “Vial repugnant race”. To add to this, he also was shown to be rather lazy and self centered. The only person he was actively nice to was his friend Drole. Every other person who allied with the humans, he attempted to kill in the most fun way possible and was shown to get rather annoyed when people strayed from his little ‘game’.

Then, he did a quick switch up. He stopped being awful after he helped to kill his ex friend, Meliodas. All through the fight scene with Meliodas, Gloxinia could be seen actively feeling bad. This scene is extremely important, because it proves that Gloxinia is not sociopathic. He does have some sort of twisted morality behind him.

Then, after that, he switches and decides to help out The Seven Deadly Sins, giving Harlequin and Diane a large portion of his own power to do so. He discovers his dead sister was still alive, and ends up sacrificing himself in order to let The Sins escape from the demon Chandler, and to attempt to make up for all of his wrong doings. He ends up dying rather quickly, but he seems content with his choices, as he did die with a smile on his face.

Through all of this, he also has his friend Drole right by his side. The two even end up dying together. Drole and his sister were his favorite people, and Gloxinia was not ever shy in showing that. He would heal Drole with a very limited healing ability, and the loss of his sister incited a 3,000 year long mental breakdown. This mental breakdown is where his crueler persona developed, and it’s what caused Gloxinia to join The Ten Commandments to begin with.

Yet, despite his clear adoration for his friends, he did not extend the same kindness to Meliodas. He actively helped kill Meliodas, and while Gloxinia clearly felt bad for Meliodas that did not stop his horrible actions. So the question is: Why? Why was Gloxinia willing to pick and choose which of his friends he killed off? Why was he willing to heal Drole, and go on a warpath for his sister Gerheade, yet he could not even find it in himself to spare his other friend? They all seemed just as close from the few interactions we saw. So what on Earth made Gloxinia willing to pick and choose between his friends? Well, the answer is simple. Gloxinia is a consequentialist, and he believed killing Meliodas was for the greater good.

According to Russ Shafer, author of The Fundamentals of Ethics, fifth edition, “If you have a choice between two options and the first is less good than the second, then the first can’t possibly be right.” This is a good way to sum up the entire thought process of consequentialism. The whole moral theory is based upon doing whatever good possible (Shafer-Landau). It is about minimizing damage and picking the best option from the wreckage, even in a bad situation (Shafer-Landau).

However, consequentialism is not without its issues. It is a rather easy morality to sway if you have the wrong ideals. As put by Alvin I. Goldman, author of RELIABILISM, VERITISM, AND EPISTEMIC CONSEQUENTIALISM, “Consider Judith Thomson's (1976) example of a transplant surgeon who encounters a patient during a routine check-up and decides to chop him up, take his organs, and transplant them in five other patients, each in need of one of those organs. From a teleological point of view, this action is good, perhaps even right. Greater overall happiness will be promoted by this action than by simply attending to the original patient and letting those in need of organ transplants die (Goldman).” As Goldman puts it in this quotation, prioritizing the needs of the many is not always necessarily ethical.

Now, this relates to Gloxinia and his moralities quite easily. He felt Meliodas was a threat. Meliodas had been branded a traitor to the demon race and The Ten Commandments were supposed to kill Meliodas and free the rest of the demon race from the seal.

Gloxinia had always been the type to weigh his options carefully. To try and choose the least harmful path, or the path that did the most good, as consequentialists tend to do. It is important to note that after being betrayed by a group of humans, Gloxinia saw humans as evil at this point. This is absolutely integral to his character, and the choices he makes. He chooses to try and kill Meliodas, one of his oldest and only friends, because Meliodas sided with the humans.

To Gloxinia, killing off all of the evil humans who tried to kill his sister was a good thing. Humans were a disgusting race which he despised. It only made sense for him to try for genocide. Meliodas was an obstacle to him at that point, and Gloxinia, in the truest consequentialist fashion, chose to help kill Meliodas. Gloxinia was clearly not happy about it, indicating that this decision was not one chosen lightly. This was something that made him consider his own moralities, and ultimately choose to attempt to do something that felt less wrong to him. Which is where helping Harlequin and Diane came into play.

He ended up helping them figure out how to be more powerful, while also informing them on the events that led the demon race to be sealed to begin with, as well as the events that led him to ultimately become a Commandment.

It would be a crime to speak on all of this, and leave out the most important event of Gloxinia’s life. An event that he based his entire morality off of, and the one that led Gloxinia to being a Commandment. His sister's death.

This whole event happened because he trusted a group of humans. The humans ended up betraying him and cutting off his sister's legs, her eye, and half of her wings. One human defected from the group and tried to save Gerheade, but Gloxinia spotted the human holding what he assumed was her mangled corpse and murdered the human. Then, Gloxinia went on to continue killing humans. As many as he could find. Zeldris found him and offered to let him join The Ten Commandments.

This was the greatest showing of his consequentialist nature showing through. To Gloxinia, killing off humans was for the greater good. The action may not have been fun, but it was something that had to be done. Or the humans may go around doing the same to others. While Gloxinia certainly did have fun with it, he still was doing it willingly.

What Gloxinia experiences when he changes sides and decides to kill humans is actually referred to as moral disengagement. Which, according to Helet Botha, author of Existentialist Perspectives on the Problem and Prevention of Moral Disengagement is “ Moral disengagement was originally conceived of as a psychological process—a set of cognitive mechanisms—whereby an individual becomes capable of dissociating with their internal moral standards and thus behaving unethically without feeling distress (see also Newman et al., 2020) (Botha).” This is how Gloxinia was able to do such a quick switch from liking humans to hating them.

Some people may attempt to argue that his morality could possibly be psychological egoism. A good way to sum it up is by Di Carlo Emiliano, author of Antecedents of Deviant Behavior: Psychological and Non-Psychological Factors and Ethical Justifications, “According to the homo economicus assumption, the human being is a self-serving individual only interested in maximizing its utility function (Jensen & Meckling, 1976) (Carlo Emiliano).” In other words, humans are selfish. They put themselves first, for better or worse. And considering how Gloxinia attempts to commit genocide against humans due to his own trauma, it may certainly see that way.

There’s no denying that everything Gloxinia did was tinged with a bit of selfishness. He killed, he separated families. Broke apart entire generations all because he decided he hated something. His sister turned out to be alive after all, and he apparently just left her there. He certainly thought she was dead, but that does not change the fact that it was selfish. Not only that, but a lot of Gloxinia’s dialogue would lead you to believe that he truely and genuinely believes that all humans are selfish. And he absolutely does. Which is why he goes out and kills the humans he’s killed.

“Is it appropriate to sacrifice one person to save many?” Is the question asked by Yoshiyuki Takimoto, author of Verification of the Japanese Version of Greene’s Moral Dilemma Task’s Validity and Reliability. This question is a great example of consequentialism, and Gloxinia’s overall mortality. He is willing to sacrifice one person to save many. And in the end, he sacrificed himself to try and slow down the demon Chandler. He lost and died. It was his way of bringing good out of all of the bad he had caused. The ultimate sacrifice.

So, with all of this being said, it’s quite clear that Gloxinia of Repose from the Netflix show The Seven Deadly Sins had a consequentialist morality. He constantly weighed the pros and cons of his own actions, was deliberate in the way he approached things, and consistently did his best to try and bring true goodness. Even though it was a very flawed and scary stance to take- genocide just really isn’t the correct answer for most problems. He still took this stance with the idea that what he was doing was absolutely and entirely good. And in the end, in an attempt to make things right, he sacrificed his own life. He died for his morality, his viewpoints, and to protect the very friends he tried to kill.

Bibliography

Shafer-Landau, R. (n.d.). The Fundamentals of Ethics (5th ed.). Oxford University Press.

Goldman, A. I. (2015). RELIABILISM, VERITISM, AND EPISTEMIC CONSEQUENTIALISM. Episteme,

.10th Anniversary of Episteme, 12(2), 131-143.

https://doi.org/10.1017/epi.2015.25

Di, C. E. (2022). Antecedents of Deviant Behavior: Psychological and Non-Psychological Factors and Ethical Justifications. Employee Responsibilities and Rights Journal, 34(2), 169-191. https://doi.org/10.1007/s10672-021-09387-x

Takimoto, Y., & Yasumura, A. (2023). Verification of the Japanese Version of Greene’s Moral Dilemma Task’s Validity and Reliability. Psych, 5(1), 224. https://doi.org/10.3390/psych5010017

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aita-blorbos · 7 months

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AITA for “absorbing” two people and starting a fight with a child in the process?

I’m (???? NB) not going to try and paint anyone mentioned here in a negative light, I’m merely curious considering the “absorbing” part of this whole thing is practically my job. You see, I am essentially what you might call a “Being of Judgement” or a “Grim Reaper”, capable of traveling between dimensions and whatnot. I’ve been alive for centuries, finding lost and tormented souls and putting them at ease. Oftentimes, keeping a physical form drains my energy, so I rely heavily on a second, smaller physical form to keep myself from unwillingly returning to dimensions that aren’t as physical. Occasionally, by “absorbing” large, heavily tormented souls (putting them to rest, in a way, though it’s mainly a way of “grabbing” them so I can guide them to the afterlife safely) I gain more than enough energy to switch into my larger physical form, just enough to guide them but not enough to last over an hour. There is a drawback, however. The soul is still aware of things happening around them, and if they react negatively, it instinctually causes me to fight the “threat” in order to protect the soul from further harm.

On two separate occasions, I heard the calls of tormented souls in desperate need of an “end” so to speak. When I arrived at their locations, a child (??? NB, I will call them K) just so happened to be there as well. I figured the child was a safe distance away from the souls, so I went to do my job, and “absorbed” the souls in need. The first instance (a knight, sealed away for unjust purposes, ???? M, I will call him G) was a misunderstanding of sorts, I’m not sure what exactly made K feel threatened but G reacted negatively to them after and it resulted in a fight.

The second instance (a soul locked away for many decades, ???? NB, I will call them E) was during a fight. E was already reacting negatively, so I chose to “absorb” E to prevent them from causing any further harm to K. That action backfired, and I ended up fighting them. Both times K defeated me, and while I still have G with me, the second soul escaped. In fact, E seems to have completely disappeared a while ago, perhaps that tiny blue mouse(?) was the cause?

Anyway, AITA?

Edit: I don’t know how my smaller physical form is important, but yes, it is a butterfly.

Edit 2: Yes, I knew about the child before this. They are a very strong child, and I like to keep tabs on them to see how they’re faring on their planet. It would be cruel to leave them alone and have their fate end up like G’s simply because of other people's fear.

Edit 3: To those of you who are wondering why I continued to put absorb in quotations, I don't really have a name for the process, I'd rather it not be "absorbing", but people have called it "absorbing" souls, and it is easier to just call it that for the moment.

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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keruimi · 1 day

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Hey! I think your requests are open, but if not please feel free to ignore this!

I was just listening to Too Sweet by Hozier and had the idea of a reader who has a crush on (or is dating) Nishinoya and feels like she doesn’t deserve him

Falling In Love With Him

Pairing: Nishinoya x Reader

Warning: Comfort

Note: To write an angst story, I need an edit of them but I can't find anything so writing this is quite difficult but I seem to manage. My apologies if I decide to use another song for your request. But Thank you for the idea!

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Admiring one of the best players in the school sports club is much more difficult than what I have thought. No matter how friendly he is to the people around him. Approaching him is like a damn challenge.

When a timid girl like me is the one who started to like him.

I was hopelessly in love with Nishinoya. Because I can put so much effort for him.

From the food I secretly give to him through Yachi. The notes I put on his table before he arrives back on class.

The nights I stayed awake just to think what I could do for him again.

Yet confessing was never one of them.

I once thought of it until I accepted that I am not deserving of him.

I can't taint a loveable man like him.

My mind is full of negativity. It feels like there's no positive things around me unlike him.

I am just an average student who is only good at one thing.

And that is my studies. The thing that made me feel like I am no one without it.

I keep chasing the academic validation I needed that I thought I shouldn't be in a relationship with anybody.

It was one of the reason why I never pursue the libero further.

I knew I couldn't give more than he deserve.

I'm Kazue Y/n, an average girl who can't have a leading man like him.

Until Intrams arrive. The time I feel like God showed another sign that I need to believe in.

A chance to move so I can obtain my happiness. And that's him.

A long week of Intrams gave me another chance to see him play in the court without getting scared that he would find out about it.

My eyes during his matches were always in him that I started to think...

Can I go closer to him? Can I close the distance between the two of us?

Can I take this secret admiration further?

"I'm so lost" I muttered while letting my body move on its record as customers piled up in our booth.

I sighed in annoyance with how timid I am in his presence yet can't stop thinking and even blabbering about my admiration for the libero.

It feels like all of my classmates knew how much I like Nishinoya. One time, they almost used Takeda-sensei so I can just enter the gym.

But it didn't happen because of the panic attack I had that day.

Yes, I really couldn't face him and I'm not even joking.

It feels like I prefer to move behind the curtains.

I want him to know me, love me like I did.

But I can't dream of it. It was simply impossible for me.

Because I'm scared on the way he would see me. Even though he is not the type of person to judge somebody.

I slap both of my cheeks to focus on the orders placed on the bulletin board.

I can't slack off because this is our test in another subject.

"Y/n!" I heard a male friend of mine call me from the front that made me peek on the curtains to look at him.

"It's time to switch" he told me as he stood up that made me go back behind the curtain to remove the apron I was using.

I planned to be an accountant that's why on this entire activity we are having, being a cashier is what I love the most.

In other words, I love Intrams week.

I sat down in the chair near the cash register to start taking orders when my hands halted the moment I looked up and saw him in front of me.

It felt like my heart dropped from my chest.

I just snapped out of it when I heard chatters behind the curtain that made me take a deep breath to calm myself down.

I can't hate them for this.

"Good Morning! What would you like to have?"

Those were the first words I uttered to him.

The first time we properly met and face each other.

And the reason why I decided to move up my game.

Because I want to feel the same happiness I felt during that time.

I found myself running to the gym where his match would be held the moment I heard their team was up next.

Until I felt like Yachi dragging me to a much better view when she saw me.

There I saw his skills that made me like him more.

I didn't regret admiring him at all.

There are times I urge Yachi to take videos of him so she can send it to me. Times when I couldn't prevent myself from cheering when he received a ball.

Those are the moments I confirm that this is not some puppy love or infatuation.

I did start liking him more than I thought.

I leaned on the wall behind me to catch my breath after all the screaming I did out there.

It feels like I'm more tired than the players.

I heard Yachi chuckling beside me as she lent me a bottle so I could take a sip from it.

"You really like Nishinoya-san" she uttered that I can't help but laugh.

"Yes" I admitted without any hesitations. Because it was true.

I don't know what I saw on him but I can't explain how my heartbeat skipped the times we walked past each other in the hallway.

His cheerful voice never made me get tired of hearing it.

The Man who I want to be with me.

In my eyes, he is my motivation to keep going.

But for him, I am just one of the many who admire him.

If he is just aware of the way I look at him. That wherever I go, he never left my mind. The way I hold back just so I can have the freedom to like him from a far.

Somewhere within me, wish he felt the same way. That no matter how hard I try to abandon my feelings, it just came back stronger than before.

But I don't deserve the love he is giving. Not even a percent of it.

"But he doesn't like me. He doesn't know me, nor look at me"

The same way I did to him.

"I should have been a manager" I joked but we both knew, I wanted more than this hopelessness of watching him from afar.

"But right now, I'm just his fangirl"

I stood up properly from my position and the girl I am with didn't waste any second and just started dragging me without informing me where we were heading.

But I feel like my world slowed down the moment I saw his figure among the crowd.

He was talking to the other players as Yachi dragged me closer, nearer to him who halted from drinking his water when his eyes laid on me.

Is this a dream?

Do I deserve this kind of chance?

"Nishinoya-san!" Yachi called for him and made me decide to stick my feet on the floor beneath me.

I don't dare go further...

Yachi looked back when she noticed I stopped. I took my hand from her as I hid it behind me so he wouldn't see how much it was trembling.

She didn't even give me a chance to bring anything

"Hello to you ladies!" He beamed and I felt how my cheeks warmed from his voice.

The voice I thought I would just eavesdrop from. I never dream that his words would be directed to me at all.

"What did you thought of the game?" He ask us but I knew he was talking to Yachi after noticing how I seem to preserve myself from them.

They could at least give me a warning so I can prepared myself.

"Miss" I flinched when I heard his voice louder and saw he is now in front of me.

Now my feet are also trembling from nervousness.

"Yes?" The stutter from my voice didn't go unnoticed that made him scratch his head.

"What did you think of the game?"

No matter how much I made it awkward for him, he still managed to lift a beautiful smile from his lips.

"You did great..."

I have a lot of things to say but I don't know where to start.

I bit my lips when I felt his silence as I closed my eyes shut.

"So great that I didn't regret admiring you at all"

And then I felt his eyes on me. I wiped the tears that fell from my eyes.

"Please stop staring at me" I mutter in embarrassment when I notice his gaze seems to stay in my trembling figure longer.

"Wow..." He whispered that made me look up to him and saw the shock he plastered on his expressions.

"You like me?" He ask again that made me took a deep breath before giving a slight nod.

Never have I dreamed that I would confessed, especially in public.

He was silent like it feels like he is trying to process everything before a grin lift from his lips and out of nowhere, I felt him twirl me around.

"You don't know how happy I am right now"

His words made my fear disappear as those thoughts that keep preventing myself from admitting my feelings also diminish from my mind.

The only thing that I thought that my feelings were the reason he is happy.

I made him happy.

And a smile finally lifted from my lips.

How did I get so lucky?

~•°•~

"Excuse me everyone, my girlfriend is coming through" his cocky words made me hit his shoulders before I took a seat on the end to not disturb the team more than I intended.

My boyfriends just love boasting me around. Especially to his best friend, Tanaka. Who is now glaring daggers at him.

I didn't mind them anymore and started preparing the first bento I made for him, which I already inform him yesterday.

But it seems like his antics is still not stopping.

"How lucky I am for my girlfriend to prepare my lunch. I don't deserve this"

I started to wish to melt there right now when he keeps pulling the trigger of his senpai's patience and the jealousy of his friend.

I hit his shoulder harder to shut him up and just start eating which he obliged when he notice how red I was already.

"Oh?" I heard him let a small sigh of confusion on his first bite that made me halt from taking my first bite.

"What is it?" I ask him as I out down my chopsticks and saw how he slowly chewed the food.

"Taste Familiar"

I smiled from his words before I started eating my lunch.

"Why does it taste so familiar?"

"Because she is the one who was giving the food to you after practice" Tsukishima's nonchalant statement made my boyfriend look at me.

"How did I get so lucky?"

Oh how much my chest warmed from his words.

I really did win him over

#haikyū!!#haikyuu anime #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #hq x y/n #hq x reader #hq #hq anime #nishinoya yuu #haikyuu nishinoya #nishinoya x reader #hq nishinoya #nishinoya yū #nishinoya yu x reader

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damnfandomproblems · 1 year

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Below the cut is all of the responses that were in the inbox related to Fandom Problem 3954 and the subsequent asks. These will be all of the ones that were sent as anonymous.

The following ask came in on April 19:

I just want to say I appreciate the DID asks on this blog. It was a nice sanity check for me. One of my friend's kids who is in high school got sucked into it, he started "switching" at 17, and she's getting him to go to therapy to find the source of the problem, but he's apparently really argumentative with the psychologist and keeps insisting he only has DID, for very wrong reasons. Symptoms that don't match any kind of DID I've seen. His mum was really careful to find someone who was familiar with DID, I know she wouldn't send him to someone who doesn't know what they're doing because shes amazingly good with google-fu, so it can't be because the psychologist doesn't know what DID is or how to spot it. For a while the whole thing made me feel a bit crazy because his obviously fake symptoms and onset (?) didn't match how adamant he was that he had DID, I was starting to believe him too. I want to thank the asks for resetting my perspective. He certainly needs help it just isn't going to be help for DID.

Here are the ones from April 17 and they are out of order because of how I added them from the inbox:

I'm in college and know multiple people who are barely even minors anymore who just started faking tourette's out of the blue. One day they just showed up and started doing tics. Obviously fake tics for that reason, also because it's obvious they have a brief "wind up" period before them when they look like they're contemplating just how to pull off tics. They're all neck tics and arm tics too, nothing is ugly or painful. So I can confirm a lot more people are faking these things than people think. Dhar Mann even made a good skit about it because it's such a popular thing for kids (even college age adults who have trouble making connections and getting attention) to do

Oh god this is syscourse

It shows up on my dash once in a blue moon and I never have any idea that the fuck people are taking about. All I know is it has two sides who both despise each other and years of grudges

just wanna say that i'm glad most people here seem to have sensible takes regarding the "DID" boom online

As someone who knows someone who uses a system and has DID, the anon that said they were not responsible for making someone feel safe in the discord server is awful.

That anon makes my blood boil because it literally happened to my friend who has a system. My friend's fictive is part of who they are, and it is them. They have the right to feel uncomfortable when people do strange things with the character the fictive is.

In my friend's case, they had been in that server before the rper had joined. But the server mods decided to take my friend's "character rights" away since they said "technically you aren't rping as the character, so someone else can have them." Would you all agree with the mods in this case?

Y'all saying people with systems who are uncomfortable with how people portray characters that are their fictives should just accept it do not get it.

Would you be okay with someone portraying a real life person in a different way?

Would you be okay with people rping as real people?

If the answer is no to both of these, then y'all should understand why people with fictives feel uncomfortable with people portraying their ficitives in such ways.

Replying to a comment on 714814266546470912: "that doctor literally took videos from their tiktoks without permission" Bruh, first off, someone does not need permission to share something that was posted publicly on a public website. Once you post something to the internet, it's fair game. This is why adults tell you to never put something online unless you want it to be there forever, because once it's up, it's up for good, and people can save it, share it, edit it, however they want. If someone has posted selfies on the internet, someone has probably saved them, for whatever reason, because they thought the pictures were cute, because they're collecting dirt on them, etc, and even if that's not the case, the data will always be there. Maybe it's not pristine ethics to share videos of minors, young adults, etc with mental disorders (not DID, obviously they have something else like factitious disorder), but it's not illegal at all. And if you actually watched the video (which I doubt), you would know the doctor, faculty, etc had covered all legal bases by repeatedly saying they cannot diagnose anyone over the internet or thought videos. Repeatedly. And they were strictly looking at the behaviors which they see regularly in people who fake, behaviors which are a strong indication (but, again for legal reasons, not a guarantee) someone is faking. They said this. You really need to brush up on your knowledge of laws, most of all in medicine, research, studies, etc and actually using nuanced thinking.

Sorry to add to the fire but in my fandom I see LOTS of "traumagenic systems" (DID) who also claim to "support endos". That raises so many red flags too because if someone really did have DID and was well educated on it as a result, they would know how DID really works and they wouldn't in a hundred years support people who are pretending to have something with totally wrong, obvious fake symptoms and consider them "part of the community". I guess it makes it easy to know who to block though?

I want to thank the person who sent 714815628520898560 for sharing that video, I watched it this morning during my shift and it was really insightful!! I learned a lot :)

I’m thinking about Roman genius and Juno spirits, and also of the post made by EarlGrayTay about how the English language struggles with nuance, when it comes to degrees of intensity.

We don’t have a word for something between having some tulpas and having DID, and so people are saying they have the latter even when they don’t clinically qualify. I do think that in most cases people who self diagnose with DID are more likely to be closer to the tulpa end than the disordered end.

Also, as memory stuff is part of it, it’s entirely possible that the apparent excess of people with DID in fandom is because the nature of the internet allows for pseudo-sockpuppeting, with multiple personalities creating different accounts, potentially unaware of what the others, as memory is a big part of the diagnosis

714820580417863680 2% of the world's population as of 2020 is 156 million people.

Say that again, slowly.

156 million people do not have DID.

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These asks are wild lol. My thoughts are, fine, maybe "endogenic systems" exist in the context of not being actual DID, but if someone really thinks they can have multiple identities or parts without having trauma to predicate that, well, I hate to say but that's basically a religious belief at that point, and not even remotely related to a medical disorder. The human brain usually has one continuous, cohesive identity. Unless, like someone already mentioned, you experience harrowing trauma in your early childhood. You can call yourself a tulpa, you can call yourself endogenic, you can believe you have fifty fictional introjects, five different Resident Evil characters living in your head, but that doesn't make it science. If you want endogenic systems to exist, call it what it is: a religion. And stop trying to bully and force your way into getting medicine to accept these ridiculous things, because it will never happen

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Got diagnosed with did in my 20s. Here’s a thing most of the issues I’ve had with the online system community in general. Also this phone im typing on doesn’t show text cause tumblr so ye spelling mistakes a plenty.

1: the whole community regardless of endo or traumagenic is kinds crap. Came to it for resources on how to manage things like persecutors and understand wtf was up. Covid was a wild time. Therapist officially diagnosed me in 21. Why is this important, cause the whole ass community hted endos or trauma or whatever and all unanimously hated tiktok

2: the whole fictive debate became even more dumb when there were 50 different i ndividaula claiming to be a fictive from genshin. Really weird. Cause the peeps in multiple communities threw a fit making those name close cultures. Personally i think it was due to so many fictives or some blue haired guy?

3: the fact people treated it like fictionkin something i thought i had because yknow issues with dissociation well the fictives got treated more like kinning

4: the biggest thing is the community allowed delusional attachments to become such a common place thing. I get it identity be fucky but its an issue when delusional attachment’s cone into play. Mainly cause most if not all system communities used carrds and tiktok as resources.

5 or 6? Cause phone be fucky: despite claiming to hate endos the community was nothyper critical to self dxing without reseach and minors self dxing. There’s a lotta reasons why it normally os pouring gasoline on a fire.

Finally most system communities are primarily white and it shows cause of how much they prioritize racial relations and closed cultures along with treating introjects like shit.

So the submission about bein a fictive whos tired of people treating em like they’re gonna be identical as the character iscorrect. Rampant problem

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Re: all this DID stuff and certain people digging in in the comments to defend what they're doing, I think it's interesting to contemplate not just why people do this for DID delusions, but also for fandom things in general because I think it applies to both (and to keep things a little more on topic, ha). I read a comment recently where someone was talking about personal truths, which are subjective feelings and beliefs, and social truths, which are laws and social constructs. When someone loves themselves and has confidence, they're able to maintain personal truths that may differ from other people without feeling threatened, and they can maintain those personal truths or values. This is what happens when someone has strong feelings about characters, or identifies with a character, but is able to witness people sharing opinions without going to war over them.

On the other hand, people who have insecurities and a lack of self confidence (or worth) will fight to make personal truths into social truths, to make up for that self loathing. They feel they can force society to accept their personal truths to make them feel comfortable, because they can't derive any actual comfort from simply existing with their personal truths that differ so much from social truths. This is what happens when you have, like a lot of confessions lately have mentioned, people bullying others over headcanons, calling them bigots for not sharing a gay ship or something. Or when people have low self-esteem and might be struggling with mental health problems, and are trying desperately to find answers and find self-worth, but have accidentally opted for something that is not a social truth, but a personal truth (believing they have DID when it is very obviously not), and so they fight tooth and nail to make that warped version of DID into something officially recognized. That is the only way they can get validation beyond their bubble. I think it's a growing problem not only because it seems like the world is kinda imploding right now and people need some kind of stability, when personal truths may not suffice for that because of the above issues with self-confidence or insecurities, but also because we've reached the point where kids are growing up without ever NOT having known social media, and they have near-constant access to that social media, which makes for an increasingly bad precedent. Not just for kids, adults with underdeveloped coping strategies are susceptible too.

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I'm pleasantly surpirsed by the convo around DID here, because I read the post and was half expecting a horde of endogenic or willowgenic or (word)genic systems to come stampeding in here calling everyone ableists lol, I'm kinda relieved there hasn't been a bunch of that

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Honestly laughing at how a word like sysmed exists. Are people "sadmeds" or "anhemeds" for telling someone they're faking depression? Are people "schizomeds" for saying people are faking schizophrenia? This is absurd and it's ao fricking offensive to compare the above to being a transmedicalist.

#fandom problem 3954 #response to previous ask #response to previous problem

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sleeplessinspace · 2 years

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two minutes [1/2] - murdock x afab!reader

welcome back to ridiculous thoughts that replace whatever legitimate plans i have. today's ridiculous thought: being roommates with murdock and having no clue he's the serial killer that's been terrorizing the state where you live together for the past year

this is...so much longer than i anticipated jesus, i'm probably going to cut this in half edit: more like two-thirds to be honest asjdkdasd SORRY

warning(s): suggestive, predator/prey kink, mentions of knives, mentions of blood, implied violence (not directed at reader), implied strength kink

for one thing, you hardly see murdock because it seems like he works the weirdest hours possible and leaves for days, sometimes weeks at a time on "work trips"

all he asks of you is that you don't disturb his room or his space down in the basement, which you agree to readily since you have no reason to snoop in his things for now

the arrangement doesn't bother you at all—murdock stays on top of paying his half of the rent and utilities, makes sure to keep your shared space tidy as well as his own, and even brings you back little gifts from his "trips" when he gets a chance

the first gift he purchases for you is done absentmindedly, as he'd been buzzing off the high of his latest hunt that had taken him away from home and you for the past six days. he'd spotted the little knickknack on display in a shitty hole-in-the-wall rest stop and it immediately got him thinking about your smile.

and there's that same bright smile, the one that made your eyes practically glow with happiness when he slides the trinket across the kitchen counter the next morning during breakfast

the high of seeing you smile is almost on par with the one he gets from killing and it's safe to say he's a little...obsessed afterwards, and starts hunting in different locations to bring you a wide variety of gifts. one of these times, a store clerk catches him smiling softly down at a little snow globe that he just knew you'd love and well, he's not exactly proud of the way he tears the poor floor apart for witnessing the private moment but. well. just as he thought of your smile as his, the same went the other way around.

yes, he never learned how to share, how did you know?

this goes on for a few months, the two of you tip-toeing around what was definitely something between you when one day the dynamic changes

for the past two days you'd been coming home from work an hour earlier than usual after a string of bodies had been discovered in the nearby town

the event had put you more than on edge—before most of the reports of the serial killer plaguing the coast had been far from your home, but you shopped in that town sometimes! it was unbelievably close

luckily, your boss is very understanding of the situation and has everyone leave early to get home while there's still daylight out

so when you get home today, you're surprised to see murdock's car in the driveway

he drives a 1970 plymouth road runner, yes i make the rules

after switching out to some comfier clothes, you decide to head down to the basement after not finding murdock in his room or the study the two of you shared, wondering if he'd be up for hanging out and ordering takeout for dinner

the warning about snooping in his space crosses your mind briefly, but surely it didn't apply while he was home, right? you didn't think so

almost immediately after opening the door—god, why was it so heavy, was it always like this—your blood goes cold at the sound of a blood-curdling scream

you freeze at the top of the steps for a moment before another yell has you jolting into action, fearing what you'd find down below as you creep carefully down the stairs

and soon you're frozen again because you found murdock, alright

thankfully, he's not the one screaming but that's only because he's the one causing it

murdock's back is to you and he's crouched before a man tied to a steel chair—a chair that's bolted to the concrete floor of the basement, jesus christ—twirling a knife between gloved fingertips, occasionally stopping to use the knife to accentuate whatever point he's making as he speaks quietly

if you weren't so mesmerized—and it really should be horrified, you should be horrified at the sight of your roommate torturing a man to death in your basement, but nope you were nowhere near as scared of the sight as you should've been—by the sight of his muscles flexing beneath the fabric of his burgundy t-shirt

brain.exe has absolutely shut down at the sight of his bare forearms, you've never seen him in another other than a sweater so you feel almost like someone seeing a flash of ankle in the 1900s and this sight was only amplified by the black leather gloves he was also wearing

you wondered what they'd feel like on your thighs

murdock's victim notices you lingering on the stairs and starts to freak out, yelling incoherently through the duct tape over his mouth and he's probably telling you to run for help

which...you don't do

murdock pushes to his feet and turns around, his gaze finding yours immediately and you can't help but let out a low noise of terror arousal

you will deny making this noise until the end of your days

he smiles at you then, the one that started slow and syrupy and made butterflies flutter in your stomach, your ears growing hot

"You're home early," Murdock notes with a quiet hum, his observation making you step back unconsciously and you jolt when your foot knocks against the bottom step.

You flounder silently for a bit, not even sure where to start because holy shit this explained so much about what you knew of him. It still felt like you'd been blindsided, though. He was just so nice to you, almost soft at times.

You didn't understand, it just didn't make any sense.

Your hand flails behind you to grab for the stair railing and you do not swallow around the fear-sized lump in your throat when Murdock tilts his head, dark eyes glittering dangerously. You clear your throat and say, "W-well, after what's happened this week, my boss thought everyone should head home early. For s-safety."

He hums again, this one sounding more noncommittal than the last and you work up the courage to take a step back onto the bottom step, slowly angling your body to get ready to run.

Murdock leans over to pat a heavy hand on the man's shoulder—the same man you had honestly forgotten about despite his muffled sobs keeping the room from getting silent, and really it's just because you refuse to look away from Murdock's face right now—and gives you a wolfish smile as his hand grips hard enough to make the man scream.

There was probably an injury you couldn't see under there, and yup, when Murdock pulls his hand away, the glove is dripping blood.

"I'm sorry, kitten, I want to apologize on behalf of my friend here," he spits the word out as if it burns him and you try not to flinch at the sound. He sees the aborted movement and there's that smile again, the one you'd swear up and down he did just for you. "It seems like some foolish little dog got it into their head that they could copy what I do best. My art. But unfortunately for that idiotic dog, I don't kill where I fucking live, now do I? That made it remarkably easy to find you, you know."

The last part isn't directed at you and the captive man curses up at Murdock, or at least you assume so. You manage to take another step up the stairs when Murdock turns away from you for a brief moment to—

It's the noise, a vicious wet squelching, that bothers you more than the actual murder, weirdly enough, and when Murdock turns back to you, there's blood splattered on his shirt and forearms, even a few flecks on his pretty face. Which—

Well.

You're discovering a lot of things about yourself tonight, it seems, because the sight of Murdock covered in the blood of someone he's killed, he just killed someone right in front of you—a copycat killer it seemed like, not that that made it better—and he seems to trust you not to do anything about it, which—

You do not like how warm you feel right now. Shouldn't you be running for your life right now?

Murdock narrows his eyes at you the second the thought pops into your head and, again, you do not like the way your body is reacting to this genuine threat, what part of this isn't clicking for you?

Score one for your apparent kink for danger.

He points the knife at you and, "Don't."

You haven't made a single smart decision since you came down here and you sure as hell weren't about to start now.

In an instant, you're spinning on your heel and dashing up the stairs as fast as you can manage and the sound of Murdock's boots thundering up the steps behind you makes your heart race with excitement. You throw the basement door at him, but he's stronger than you are by a wide margin—god, you're getting really tired of discovering just how fucked up you were—and you end up having a standoff in the kitchen, the two of you poised to move on opposite sides of the kitchen island.

The same kitchen island where not even a week ago, Murdock had gifted you with a snow globe that's currently sitting on a shelf dedicated solely to all the presents he's gotten you.

Murdock frowns at you from across the island and lays his gloved hands flat against the marble, leaning in with a disappointed sigh. "Really, kitten? I know you're smarter than this. Do you honestly think you can get away from me?"

"I know I can try," you fire back, a weird sense of defiance running alongside the adrenaline buzzing through you and Murdock chuckles. "It's not funny! You're not as scary as you think!"

"Oh?" He pauses just long enough for you to reconsider your statement and his smile grows a tad sharper. You don't like where this is going. His confidence is beginning to shake your own, but you do your best to stay strong. "I'm going to give you a head start. Two minutes for you to get as far away as you can, or hide if you feel like you can pull it off. Don't even think of calling for help, either. I'll be able to tell and I won't be happy with you if you try it."

You glance around the kitchen and into the adjacent living room hopelessly as you struggle to form some kind of escape plan in your mind, absently wondering when this became your life. Plotting your escape from a serial killer, one that you'd been living with for more than a few months now.

You lick your lips and try not to react when Murdock's eyes track the movement. "Wh-what's to stop me from getting in my car? Or yours."

Murdock gives you that smile, his eyes dark with amusement as he lifts two sets of keys from beneath the counter. You gape at him, wondering when the hell he managed to snag your keeps from the bowl in the entryway.

He glances down at his watch and spins your keys around his finger, taunting you.

"Two minutes, kitten. Better start running."

#cereal killer ☆#mine.txt #mild.txt #fingers crossed the idea for the second half doesn't punk out on me aha #i am so sorry if this is messy

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todayimgonnaplay · 9 months

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Today, I'm gonna play: DmC: Devil May Cry (the reboot)

I remember the time when this was announced, everybody including myself hated the reboot's look and feel of it. To this day it's still hushed, shoved deep into the abyss so that everyone can forget it ever happened. I did play the demo about a year or two after it released and remember somewhat enjoying it, but not interested in getting the game at all. This time, I decided to take a leap of faith and see how it's aged.

My ''first'' DMC was DMC 4, which I watched my cousin play. I remember thinking how cool Nero's demon arm was and his overall design; Dante was very much unknown to me at the time. Years later I found a PS2 copy of the first game . Not realizing the series wasn't as easy as expected, I gave up after the first few missions. I did try 2 later, and then eventually 4 special edition to play for myself. 4 has been my favourite so far for having more accessible gameplay, and also i'm biased towards Nero lol. It's also the first DMC I have completed

Coming into the game I had extremely low expectations and imagined it'd be an absolutely absurd game filled with vulgarity and excess violence for the sake of it, but having just finished the game, I feel like this title is...overhated? Maybe it actually is super vulgar and excessive (especially when comparing with the original series) and that my expectations just so happened to help me see the game in a better light. I remember the trailers having Donte (I will refer to his meme name for the sake of comparison to the original Dante) act obnoxious as hell, but in the game he's...calm???? and caring??? Really surprising aspects that made me like the game.

In terms of story, I personally don't think of Devil May Cry in general for storytelling. They seem to exist for the sake of thematics for levels and gameplay, and that's what I see here too. You have a hero that's presented as initially flawed (with the whole drinking and sex in the intro), gets a motive to be the chosen one to go on a quest to fight evil, has a guide and learns a few things along the way (demon and human relations with the world), and beats evil. An almost classic hero's journey type. Some of its most emotional moments were a bit lacking, and he does flip people off or come up with edgy comebacks, but I could see Donte as a regular guy at least. Is he better than the original Dante? No. But he is good as his own character. I also liked the first half of the game regarding Vergil compared to the depictions I've seen of him in random cutscenes I watched online. It was a nice change of pace, even if predictable. Kat, a new character was also decent in her role. But none of the characters remotely created much interest, except for Donte because I was focused on whether he'd be too much or not. In terms of villains, one particular boss who is a news anchor striked me as interesting for trying to put Donte in a bad light, and his role is quite unique too, unlike what I've seen in other games.

The gameplay is one of the most fun aspects in this title. You have the classic switching weapons that Dante has, but I found it slightly more and yet less accessible than Dante in the main games. There are designated button inputs for Angel and Demon weapons, and you need to press the attack buttons along with it in order to use it. Switching is done with the D-pad, which felt awkward at times. But regardless, fast and flashy combat in this title has been the best I've experienced in this series by far. I had a huge issue with platforming in 4, often feeling very clunky but DmC does a much better job at it, with two grappling weapons that allow you to swing, or pull obstacles as platforms. But it's not perfect, as there was one mission that was quite clunky and had me falling multiple times. Another issue I noticed is the how the game hints at special items scattered in the level by using a beeping noise, akin to Mirror's Edge. The latter does a good job at it by using 3D audio and varying volumes, but it felt difficult with this game where the volume felt loud enough to think I was near something, but it was never near enough. Nor could I tell from which direction it was coming from. In fact, I could only recognize this beep's purpose because of my experience with Mirror's Edge, as the game does not tell you what it signifies. Adding a text box would have helped, which the game already does a good job in conveying tutorial information with the use of triggers in the levels.

Another great aspect of the game is its art direction. Limbo feels so alive and dynamic, with bold text popping off and adding to the atmosphere, it screams ''cool''. There's also a nice variety of colours rather than having them be muddy and grey for settings like this, which I've seen in other games. I couldn't get into gothic settings before, but now I'm very intrigued! In addition to that, the level design is quite straightforward and structured in a way that I felt less confused compared to DMC 4 having multiple paths and constantly getting lost. Soundtrack it's very fun, I think DMC as a whole does not miss on that. It's got the usual rock and metal vibe that always hypes up battle. I will be checking the OST too. Sound effects are also doing a great job, with the battle end result being my favourite. It has this little scream that plays as if Donte is in a fit of rage. In addition to that effect the screen also has these close ups of him as he gets ready for the next round, reminding me of what Hi-Fi Rush has done (even if that's a newer game). Little bits like that create nice transitions as the player continues on. Apart from playing, I do wish this game had a different title. I get it's a reboot, but it does make it hard to distinguish sometimes.

I'm sure this is a very unpopular opinion so take it with a grain of salt, as with everything I write here anyway. Having finished the game, a part of me wishes that there's a sequel, or that Donte at least retconned and made into his own character as something other than being a reboot Dante. That could probably relieve him a bit of his reputation. I think in order to enjoy this game to its fullest, is to not think of him as Dante at all, or even DMC if we go that far, but rather it's own thing or an alternative universe. And to also keep your expectations low!

Terms exclusive to the game: Limbo - An alternate yet alive world of the game's setting where demon enemies run amok

#dmc #devil may cry #devil may cry reboot #game analysis #capcom #ninja theory #dmc devil may cry

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acourtofthought · 1 year

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Hi! ships aside, in my opinion I think it's obvious that the next book is elain's because of the phrase in feysand's pov "let's focus on helping one sister before we start on the other". Nesta already got help, so it would make sense that now it's elain's turn.

What do you think?

Contains spoilers for the TOG series: I realize that people look at the fact that Az received a POV Chapter as proof his will be next, but...... I'm nearly positive a bonus chapter for Rowaelin was released after the book where they got together because SJM was worried that it would give too much away and she wanted to keep things a surprise for the readers. I feel the same thing would happen with Elain. Because the second we're in her head, we're going to know the real reason she's shying away from Lucien. We're going to know how she really feels about staying in the NC. We're going to know how she really feels about the fact that everyone sort of thinks she's sweet but not capable of much. I think it makes sense for us not to have an Elain POV before it's time for her book. In ACOFAS, Cassian was given a POV and Mor was given a POV. There are no strong hints that Mor is getting the next book so it seems like it's alright for SJM to give POV's to characters even if they aren't getting a book anytime soon. Which means she could have easily given both Az and Elain a POV and still only given one of them the next book. I think the fact that she didn't give one to Elain and instead gave one to Feysand which includes information about Elain supports the point I was making. No, Elain wasn't in SF much but, through other characters we're told she was Made for Spring. We're told she had always wanted to go to the continent. We're told she looks like the life has been sucked out of her in NC black. We're shown that she's finally standing up for herself. The rose that was cared specifically for Elain is mentioned multiple times by Nesta. And we're told (in the Feysand chapter) that once they help one sister they can help the next. We're told that if Elain had been wearing the gloves her Mate gave her, she would have never gotten hurt. It's interesting that Elain herself wasn't around all that much but the other characters can't seem to stop talking about her 😂 So to me, I think there is a lot suggesting that Elain could get the next book. Not to mention, since book 2 SJM has been telling us that the sisters have their own journey's to go on and that Elain had her HEA ripped away from her and she's already done research for Elain's book, information she told the readers in a special edition of ACOFAS which was years ago. In other interviews she mentioned how she knew who the first two of the spinoff series were about (with Nesta being the first) but was leaving the third open. It stands to reason that if she had done research for Elain's book that meant she knew she'd be getting a book. If she was unsure who the third book would be about than it why would she have done research for Elain? Otherwise she would have known who all three books would be about. Could she have changed her mind? Absolutely. But the way she's spoken is that the layout of the books hadn't changed all that much and the only difference is certain characters become more relevant (I'm guessing Eris for one). For someone that plans so far in advance I really would be surprised if she switched the order of the books. But....that's just my opinion based on the information I have available. I'm hoping one day soon I'll find that I managed to predict something right! 😂

#pro elain archeron #elain archeron #acotar 5

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noxsoulmate · 2 years

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For the spicy edition of 18 for the Weird asks for writers:

From A Love Like Theirs:

“Hey, baby,” he murmured, voice taking on a cadence that gave Mitchell the sudden sense of invading a sacred moment. “I’m fine, okay?”

Strand stubbornly shook his head, reaching for some gauze to cover the cuts on Carlos’ hand with. Her partner let him without pressing the matter any further, but the moment Strand was done, he caught his hand and moved it to his own neck. Confused by that action, Mitchell needed a second to understand.

When she did, her eyes went wide.

Strand was shaking, his fingers digging into the side of Carlos’ neck – right over his pulse. The longer his fingers were there, obviously feeling the life pulsating through Carlos’ veins, the calmer he seemed to become – at least the shaking started to subside. Mitchell wouldn’t have been able to tell anyone how long they all stayed where they were – but her partner never wavered, never pulled away or looked even remotely inconvenienced. He just sat there, silently, patiently, the thumb of his good hand brushing along Strand’s hip while his bandaged one rested over the hand still on his neck.

From A Reyes Family Tradition:

“Can someone please explain what I did wrong?”

He hated how desperate TK sounded but all Carlos could do in reply was to let out a watery laugh, too busy trying to hold it together to answer. Thankfully, Mar did it for him.

“You did nothing wrong, TK. It’s just… There's a tradition in the Reyes family. A very important, very old tradition. La elección del árbol de Navidad, or The picking of the Christmas Tree. We don’t even know when or where it began but we know that every generation follows this tradition.”

“Okay?” TK replied with an obvious question, eyes flicking back to Carlos every now and then before they landed on Matías as the man picked up the explanation.

“Every year, it’s the patriarch’s duty and honor to pick the Christmas tree and – aside from immediate family – only certain other people are allowed to go with him.”

“Who?”

Carlos could see his family look between each other, smiles wide, obviously trying to decide who would be the one to finally give it away.

It was Maribel who claimed the right for herself.

“Only future spouses of his children.”

(To look these up I had to open these fics of yours & now they're in an open tab on my phone & I know that I'm going to end up re-reading them. Again.)

❤❤❤❤

@firstprince-history-huh, is this you? 😅 well, anyway...

okay, so the question was:

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage.

Okay, let me start by reiterating that no two fics happen the same for me - some are a battle and get reworked a hundred times while others just flow and I can basically post the first draft (after minor corrections made by my dear beta). Funny enough, you picked two scenes that show both extremes.

A Love Like Theirs

For those that haven't read the fic, it's a 5+1 Outsider POV fic - so 5 times their friends witness the love between Tarlos and the +1 being a stranger. I didn't write the parts in a linear order, mostly because it all started with another fic idea, only for me to realize that I could expand it to this 5+1 idea. So the Nancy-part was the first one started, then came the Paul- and Mateo-parts, then the stranger-part, quickly followed by the Mitchell-part, then I tackled the Nancy-part to fit the story, and lastly, the Marjan-part.

That being said, this passage is from Mitchell's POV, witnessing TK taking care of Carlos after Carlos got hurt. Aaaaand I wrote that segment in one go, from start to end, no stops, no switching around. All my beta did in this section was to point out some grammar mistakes, and I think she corrected a few sentences to make them flow better (yeah, I'm not a native speaker, lol). Other than that, the Mitchell-part - and especially this chosen passage - basically made it to ao3 in as close to the draft-version as it gets.

Not plot-wise... as I said, it started from the Nancy part and became this idea of a 5+1 fic, 5 friends, 1 stranger. It was quickly clear that I wanted the stranger to be the shop clerk where they buy their rings. Paul, Nancy, and Marjan were a given for the friends, which left Mateo, Judd, and Mitchell. Mitchell made the list first, because I wanted at least one person to be "from Carlos' side", and then I came up with the idea for the Mateo-part and he simply fit it better than Judd.

I've always wanted to write scenes where TK has to patch Carlos up on scene, and I still have some planned - but here, it fit perfectly. So I went with it. I also really wanted to show how someone changes their view of these two. All the other friends know how deep their love is, they just get private glances into just how deep. But Mitchell still remembers the break-up and I thought it logical that she hadn't forgiven TK so quickly because she didn't see him suffering as well. So, it was easy to put these things together...

A Reyes Family Tradition

Oh God, this story is so dear to me for a reason I don't even know myself - and it was definitely a battle with this fic! I've stopped it and started over and over again; I even set it aside for a few months. I just couldn't get it right! And I wanted to get it right, especially this chosen passage, because it's the big revelation, and I just couldn't get the vision I had onto paper. I'm still not sure I fully did, but at one point, I knew it was the best I could do. My beta also had her hand full with the whole story, lol. So yeah, this one here was definitely a battle.

Plot-wise, the idea for the tradition came first. I feel like the Reyes family is definitely a traditional one, so I can see them having lots and lots of traditions such as this. The next thing that came to mind was the picture of the whole family just being utterly shocked and stunned to silence before all hell breaks loose and everyone is squealing - and TK is just confused as to what just happened, while Carlos is close to happy tears. So yeah, the passage you picked is exactly the scene I envisioned first.

Everything that comes after was far easier to write because I hadn't envisioned it so often, so I could basically just go with the flow again, lol.

Really hope you liked these answers 😊

Send me weird questions from the Weird Questions List 😊

#let’s play!#noxy loves to play silly games #send me asks #weird questions game #ask game #anon ask

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tobias-nf · 4 months

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2023 recap and 2024 plans.

Hey everyone, this year turned out to be a bit bumpy for my deskspace projects. Starting with the Iris Aluminum Edition, which ran into shipping troubles before the cases were even put up for sale (apparently the 3rd party shipping agent for the manufacturer used counterfeit shipping labes). Most of this batch couldn't be recovered and because of that a new set of cases was made as a replacement which delayed availability until late November. Keebio did use this as an opportunity to add two new colors into the fold, one of them being navy blue and it's the one I ended up getting.

I also had some trouble with the keycaps for this build. Back in May I pre-ordered GMK Peach Blossom which was supposed to ship by Q3 2023 but there's an ongoing dispute between the EU vendor of this set, MyKeyboard.eu and GMK (there's also quite a few more GMK sets that are also affected by this), unfortunately I only found out about all of this well after I had already paid for the keycaps. In the last update from mid October MyKeyboard.eu stated that they had reached an agreement to have some of the keycap sets released, this batch of a dozen or so sets didn't include Peach Blossom and it's been radio silence on this issue ever since. I considered refunding the pre-order but other people have been reporting that it takes forever to get your money back (if you get it back at all) so I dediced to just write it off as a loss and if MyKeyboard.eu does manage to sort things out maybe I'll still get the keycaps sometime in the future.

So with the original keycaps I had in mind stuck in limbo I decided to replace them with another set and got GMK Yuri (the monocolor Skydata base specifically). In hindsight it's kinda odd from me to not have gone for the Soviet Aeronautics themed keycap set in the first place. I think when I started looking for fitting keycaps earlier this year I wanted to have different colors for accents and the additional kit that would've made the standard Yuri base kit work better with split boards was already sold out and I dismissed it based on that.

Despite all these woes along the way I'm here now with a really wonderful keyboard, yay! The fitment on the aluminum case is excellent, the seam between the upper and lower halves is barely noticabley when you run your finger along it and the anodization on the outer sides is literally spotless. GMK Yuri has also massively grown on me with it's pale, light blue that's reminiscent of the cockpits from 80s Sukhoi aircraft, there were some initial worries that the orange legends on the keycaps would make for a harsh contrast based on the renders from the store page but the colors on the real ones actually mesh well together. On the board I have some Witch Girl switches from Mintlodica. This makes it my first tactile board and it feels really great to type on, the little bump on these switches also solved the accidental double taps that were a continued issue on my linear Tofu60 even after years of typing with it.

Adjusting to the split ergo typing experience has been relatively easy to my surprise. The largest hurdle was getting used to enter and backspace being on the thumb cluster but after roughly two weeks it started feeling very natural, now I actually think that those keys are much better placed here compared to where they'd be on a regular keyboard. Having a bit of distance between the two halves also corrected my old bad habit of never using right shift and typing with arms parallel is very comfortable. I dont think I type as fast as on my old Tofu60 yet but even so, the improvements in ergonomics that the Iris offers would not have me switch back to it.

I've also had some trouble laying the groundwork for the PC case swap I want to do next year as the case I've been eyeing, the Yuel Beast Motif Monument isn't being produced anymore and subsequently sold out (there are actually multiple copycat versions of this case but none of them seem like they match the original in build quality or aesthetics). Being an open frame made from a single sheet of bent steel would've made for a really unique looking PC, it would also avoid most of the clearance issues that usually come with small form factor cases and would even allow for easy maintenance of the eventual custom loop I want to build for this project.

While open cases/frames like this are a great showcase for components that also offer excellent thermal performance they do come with some notable downsides. The most obvious one being dust, for me this would've been a non-issue as there isn't a lot of buildup in my room and I clean my desk once a week with an electric duster anyway. The big issue that actually made me somewhat glad the Monument isn't an option is that I discovered that there's a ton of static buildup in my doom during the winter. At first it was a bit of static rustling coming from my IE 300 In-ear monitors alongside Windows showing some sort of USB disconnect error message whenever I stood up at my desk, something I originally dismissed as the IEMs or the extension cable they're attached to being damaged (the Sennheiser IE 300's dont exactly have a stellar reputation when it comes to durability). Then one day after getting off my chair not only did the usual problems occur but my monitor also completely glitched out, for a moment I thought my GPU had died but fortunately everything fixed itself after turning the power on and off a few times, this event convinced me that I was dealing with some sort of ESD issue. Since this happened I've been a lot more mindful about the humitidy in my room and make sure to ground myself properly before doing anything at my desk, this mostly resolved the problems from what I can tell but I fear that my room would not make for a good enviroment to run an open frame build in.

So with the Motif Monument unavailable and my now higher caution around electrostatic discharge the current plan is to get a FormD T1 (I always knew it in my heart that my SFF journey would have me build in one of these sooner or later). I did completely miss that there was some kind of dispute between the people behind the T1 at some point and now the case is now being sold on two, very similar named websites. The original one hasn't had a restock for a while it seems but the other, newer storefront has had some variants of the case consistently availabe so hopefully I wont have trouble getting one sometime early next year.

A smaller addition to the desk this year are two of these bookshelves that I placed to the left and right under my monitor, they're from this shop on Etsy. Made from a single piece of bent steel (like the unobtainable Motif Monument) and coated in a pale, almost pastel green they fill the previously empty space nicely even with the monitor hiding a bit of their top.

I'm super glad I found them as I began reading manga this year, starting (unsurprisingly perhaps) with Laid-Back Camp which made me fall in love with that series all over again, the art of the original is just incredibly beautiful (not that the C-Station adaptation doesn't look great or anything, it's more that the manga really stands on its own in a way that could not have been adapted into motion). In addition to that K-On!'s four main volumes were something I enjoyed very much, a bit to my surprise as I heard people weren't huge on the four-panel style in comparison to the anime. I'm looking foward to continuing my Laid-Back journey throughout next year and also starting Bocchi the Rock!, all while filling my fancy new bookshelves along the way.

So this wraps up 2023 for me, despite a few hick-ups I'm pretty happy with how my deskspace evolved over the past twelve months. The PC case swap and the custom loop that will be built around it are shaping up to become a pretty massive task, so 2024 is already looking like it'll be very busy but I'm looking forward to sharing my progress on all of it in due time.

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eaglefairy · 8 months

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As I promised a while ago, here are some thoughts I had from the last few chapters of xenoblade 2, presented in rough chronological order:

I liked Mikhail in Torna a lot, and I liked what they revealed for his backstory here too. Honestly I was even kind of cheering on his revenge in killing Indol even though the other half of me was like "wait no that's bad don't kill the whole Titan"

Amalthus is like. I get him, yeah, and he's a perfect philosophical foil to Rex, but he's not really interesting to me in any way except for how he managed to get and keep power for so long without anyone noticing, like "banality of evil" kind of stuff

I'm really glad for that conversation with Jin near the end because it reassured me that they did in fact have a reason to make Blades the way they are and it wasn't just a horribly thought out piece of worldbuilding. It seems to me like the point they're trying to make is that the Blade-Driver bond and the endlessly reincarnating nature of Blades isn't inherently a bad thing as long as the humans don't take advantage of the Blades' dependence on them, and Indol's religion has made everything a lot worse for Blades because of its teaching that they're inherently lesser and subservient to humans. I still vehemently disagree with that idea (that Blade dependence on humans is Fine Actually) due to the reliance on good choices by humans, but I at least respect that they're making a point

Once again the osmosis of xc2 lore from people who don't like it has failed me, because I thought that they made it so Zanza was just Klaus' "evil half" and really Klaus was good all along, guys! (gag). I like the actual reality much more, where it's more that the Architect is a version of Klaus who didn't get what he wanted and tried to fix the damage he caused while Zanza got exactly what he wanted and so didn't care about the damage. They both started at the same point (genius asshole) but diverged after The Experiment

Althought speaking of the Experiment, now I'm confused. What's the point of the Trinity Processor if the Conduit is what actually made things happen? How do they relate? I feel like I might've missed something wrt that

(Also side note yeah I know that the Conduit is important to the wider Xeno-series lore, but I neither know nor care nor care to know about any of that. I'm happy just staying within the -blade series)

Finally I'll admit that I don't like the change from "creating a universe" (xc1) to "opening paths to other dimensions" (xc2). To be fair this is an incredibly minor change that affects basically nothing in the series and really just boils down to a change in wording. I just personally hate retcons on principle; if I liked it the first time, why would I want it to be changed in a sequel? And so anything like this instantly gets a disproportionate response out of me lol

Last thing I thought of while editing this: what are the abilities of flesh eaters?? I thought they were basically just Blades that weren't dependent on Drivers and could bond Blades of their own. I was willing to accept Nia switching between Driver and Blade forms after her awakening as a hardware limitation or something until I saw the cutscenes were she physically switches between the two forms on-camera. It isn't just an outfit change either, her ears change size and shape! Is that something all flesh eaters can do? Something all blades can do? Is it specific to just Nia, and if so then why?

#alrestposting #these are not my last xc2 thoughts lol #maybe one day I'll gripe about my complaints with the Architect's new world from the ending in textpost form #the tldr for that is that klaus doesn't know SHIT about worldbuilding and as someone who likes worldbuilding it ticks me off a bit #also I hope this readmore works properly. I was going back through the archive and noticed that one of them had broken on an earlier post

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so after having covid and being like... pretty sick, like I think potentially concerningly sick, I was finally released back into the wild yesterday and went back to actual work today (I had been editing and marketing and such for my business throughout my quarantine, but today was my first day back to on the clock physical work)

so here's how it went down

the coffeeshop isn't open mon-wed but my boss wanted me to come in and brew/keg some cold brew and do a bit of a deep clean to get things in order while he delivered 8 kegs of cold brew to one of his clients. mopping the floor left me winded.

I worked about 5 hours at the coffeeshop, had a few hours in between, then waitressed for another 5 hours. I can now vouch for the fact that you probably should not jump straight into work after having covid. I started my day feeling like i was operating at about 90% - still a little congested and tired, but overall pretty much good to go - and ended my day at around 60%. I am dead on my feet. I could pass out. even the bartender was like "you sure you're good? you seem pretty out of it."

my first table was this sweet girl in her 20s or something, like maybe a little older than me. this went south real quick when all her friends came in. they were SO damn rude to me, like the audacity of this group of 20-somethings was disgusting. they also drank an entire brand new bottle of patron silver, were upset that we didn't have some other tequila I hadn't even heard of, then begrudgingly switched to cuervo gold for the remainder of the night. anyway they only tipped me 15% on their $260 tab (which was all alcohol and like two orders of mozzarella sticks, btw) but to be fair I got sick of their shit real quick and started kind of avoiding their table and giving them attitude right back so that was a fair tip at that point I guess

some woman from the bar went out of her way to come over to me while I was rolling silverware to tell me this story about her grandparents in the 50s. apparently they met in the restaurant back when it was called "the bloody bucket" or something like that? idfk

some nice guy with a southern accent came in by himself and we had the following exchange while he was trying to figure out what he wanted to drink:

him, scanning the drink menu: "so sorry, I have no idea what I want. uhh... what's local?" me, not knowing shit about beer: "that is the question of the hour isn't it?... sorry dude I wish I could help but I have no idea." him, a little bewildered: "I- you work in a bar." me, fucking tired: "yea, can you believe I've been here for three years and still can't tell you which beers are made five miles from here and which ones are made five thousand miles away?" him, thinking this is funny and endearing thank god: "this one's gotta be local, I'll try this one." I run back and grab his beer and bring it out to him. he goes: "that was fast!" me, just trying to do my job: "haha yeah, well" him: "hey, what you lack in beer knowledge you make up for in speed. what's good on the menu here? what do you recommend" me, biting my tongue because if it's on the menu it's clearly good: "honestly you can't go wrong with any of the menu but if you want my personal opinion our pizza is the best in the world." (I don't eat dairy, but our pizza is one of the top sellers) him, laughing at me again: "the best in the world? that's a ballsy claim" me, just wanting him to order so I can take a time out in the walk in at this point: "I'm not even saying that out of hubris, like if pizza's not your thing you really can't go wrong with anything on the menu, it's all good, but our pizza is the best." spoiler alert he ordered pizza and LOVED it

anyway he thought I was hysterical and tipped me well, he was a cool guy and this particular dive bar banter was the kind that's actually really fun for me im just a lil crabby today and VERY overtired

and today kids the lesson is: if you're the kind of sick where the cdc recommends seeking medical attention - and you don't - then maybe don't expect to be operating at 100% when you're feeling better and able to do stuff again.

#holly's adventures in waitressing #listen don't come at me for not seeing a doctor okay #I thought it was fine #but then I went back to the cdc recommendations for covid just to confirm how long I needed to quarantine for #and I realized that I was actually more on the lines of #moderately sick #and I had at least two of the symptoms that are considered #emergency warning signs #like im fine now though so was it REALLY all that concerning #anyway besties im young and healthy and up to date on my vaccines and a germaphobe and covid was NOT a head cold for me #so be careful out there is my point I guess

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albert83feddersen · 2 years

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Mc falling asleep next to them

Lucifer:

he had been working nonstop for hours now and the pile of yet to be read and signed documents wasn't getting any smaller

you had been sitting in his study silently working on your own assignments, that was until you've finished them about an hour ago

pacing his room in boredom and looking at the stuff he keeps in his closets (mostly books, records and demonus)

"Could you stop wandering around, you're irritating me!" Lucifer is stressed, annoyed, etc and your sighs, constant footsteps and opening and closing of closet doors, didn't help him to concentrate

you could have left the room and found something else to do, but you were determined to spend some time with him, as the evening work hours are quite literally the only hours where you can be alone with him

so instead you seeked permission for putting on a record to have at least some entertainment, which was both a good and a bad choice at the same time

yes you had something to enjoy and relax to, but the relaxing part worked a little bit too well

after a good ten minutes you were sleeping peacefully, stretched out all over his sofa with no care in the world

"I'm going to take a small break and get some coffee. Do you want something as well?" Lucifer asked only to be met with silence, which he didn't appreciate

he was about scold you for being rude, when his gaze fell on your sleeping form and the words seemed stuck in his throat

how could you sleep so peacefully right next to one of the strongest demons of hell, he honestly didn't know if he was pleased you found comfort in his presence or if he should be annoyed that you don't take him serious enough

nonetheless you seemed to have a good sleep and as this is often near impossible in the House of Lamentation, he decided to let you sleep

he got himself his coffee and once back in his study he moved his workplace to the small coffee table and took a seat next to you on the sofa

he adjusted your form so you weren't hanging half of the edge and put his coat over your sleeping form for some warmth

"Foolish little lamb, letting your guard down in a house of wolves, good thing I'm here to protect you..."

Mammon:

"And then I, the Great Mammon, made an action movie worthy escape and totally didn't run away in a panic, because Lucifer was chasing me..."

he had been telling you how exactly he got into the situation of hanging from the ceiling once again, as you've tried as careful as possible to cut him free, which was harder then expected with the way he kept moving around

once finally free, he dropped onto the ground, whining about the rope burns he got basically all over his body, though demons heal quicker, it still wasn't a nice feeling

with a sigh you offered him your hand and pulled him up and away to your room to give him some of the salve Satan had made you the last time you had accidentally cut yourself while cooking

you sat a flustered Mammon onto your bed while you went ahead and searched through your bathroom cabinets that were filled with products Asmo had gifted you, when you finally found it you asked Mammon to hold still while you put some salve onto his burned skin

"W-what?! N-no way! I don't need your help, I can do that on my own!" and with that Mammon stormed away with your salve and locked himself into your bathroom

you knew better then to argue at this point, Mammon would do what Mammon wants to do...until he fails and seeks protection behind your back...

be it because he is embarrassed, doesn't know how to open the salve tube, or because there were so many rope burns...but Mammon took quite long to apply the crème, leaving you to wait for him for at least half an hour now

helping out Mammon can become quite tiring, not that you mind helping him or don't like being around him, but a nap sounds nice right now

and so you lay down in your bed, it is after all your room, and just because Mammon is currently camping out in your bathroom, doesn't mean that you can't take a nap

Mammon comes out of the bathroom a few minutes later, he probably needed a few more minutes to build up courage to face and thank you, but he is met with the sight of you sleeping on your bed

Mammons brain is working overdrive, trying to figure out if he should leave the room quietly, wake you up or stay and watch over you...then again he doesn't want to be seen as a creep by you, but he can't deny that he would like to stay with you

he carefully climbs into bed and pushes you a bit further in so you sleep on the wall side and don't fall off in case you move, it takes five more minutes until Mammon risks putting his arm around you all while holding his breath in anticipation of your rejection, when none comes he settles a little closer to you and falls asleep as well

"Don't worry my human, the Great Mammon is gonna keep you warm and protected in your sleep!"

Bonus: even though you two fall asleep next to each other with only Mammons arm wrapped around you, expect him to wake up on top of you holding you like your his pillow

Leviathan:

it was 5am and Levi and you were currently waiting in line in front of a shop to get your hands on a new limited edition Ruri-Chan figurine

surprisingly enough even though you turned up quite early, there were a good amount of people in front of you

the shop would only open a 9am so you still had a long time to queue in the coldness of the devildom morning

"Ah that is not fair! We planned everything so carefully, it was the perfect timing, why aren't we first in line?" Levi complained while standing on his tiptoes to be able to see and count the demons in front of him, coming to the conclusion that if everyone were to buy one figurine he'd still be able to buy one for himself...and whatever you might want

you weren't the happiest when he told you about his plan a few weeks prior and getting woken up this early you might have been a little slower than usual in getting yourself ready, now that you were here you couldn't help but feel a little guilty

you tried to cheer Levi up with the argument that if you were longer in line that also meant you could spend more time together, which resulted in Levi turning into a blushing but happy mess

you put down the blanket you've brought and made yourself comfortable on it, Levi joining you but looking a bit stiff from the closeness

you ate a breakfast consisting out of sandwiches made with whatever was left after Beels midnight snack, which wasn't much but better than nothing

afterwards as there was still a lot of time to pass you started to play some games on his Switch, trying to stay awake

the emphasis lies on 'trying', because after 2 hours or so you start to fall asleep, eyelids and limbs heavy, you don't have the energy left in you to fight the sleep and so you nod off, your head falling onto Levis shoulder who had been inching closer over the period of time...to be able to better see the Switch display not to be closer to you...

Levi.exe has stopped working

there he sits red as a tomato with Mc sleeping on his shoulder, the queue in front of him starts to pack up and move as the shop gets ready to open up, his Switch display is showing the game over screen, his mind feels fogged over and he has no idea how to react now

Mc just fell asleep and Levi feels guilty to wake them...but they have to move...

"H-hey Mc? T-the line i-is moving? Wake up....please..." his attempts are way to quiet for you to hear and even as he gently shakes your shoulder you do not wake, leaving Levi quiet in a dilemma

"N-no other choice..." he says as he packs up the stuff alone, leaving only you sitting on the cold floor...he can't just leave you here..

Levi turns into his demon form, his hands shaking and eyes flitting across your from and over the crowd of other demons, before he carefully lifts you into his arm, his tail wrapping around you as well for more stabilization, so he has one hand free to carry his shopping bag later

he never bought something faster than that day, he got his figurine and even bought you some anime merch he knew you had stated to like, all while feeling like he was running the worst fever of his life and receiving stares, giggles and smug smiles from way too may people, that was enough attention for at least a century for Levi...but he did like holding you in his arms

"This is not fair! I have to deal with all the embarrassment while you sleep...but I guess it's okay if it's for you..."

Satan:

Satans last anger fit had caused way more damage than usually, it had taken place in the library when Mammon had tried to steal a very rare book about spells, to sell it after he found out how rare it actually is...now that lead to Satan throwing down and emptying almost all bookshelves and kicking Mammon through the room

While Mammon was strung upside down from the ceiling, Satan was forced to clean up the library alone, but you had pity on him as there were quite a lot to clean up, if Lucifer doesn't find out you helped there will be no consequences

Satans opinion about you helping was split, first of all he was really thankful for the help even though he was at fault for the chaos, having to clean up all alone was a bit much, but on second thought Satan was worried that you tried to go against Lucifers orders, he's proud of you for defying his eldest brother but also feels like it's a stupid idea

but you have made your mind up and so while Satan repairs and stands up the shelves, you begin to put the books in, you might not know the exact way they stood like Satan, but for now getting them off the floor is the priority

there aren't many words spoken as you silently work away, only once in a while you point out a book which got a bit more damage, the cover hanging off loosely or a few pages ripped out, you two decide depending on the damage if it can be fixed or not

every now and then Satan asks you to hold a piece of a shelf together while he fixes it, he is surprisingly fast and knows exactly how to repair it...just as if he had to do it more than once in a while...

"Oh Mc? Can you give me the screwdriver? No no that one, the one with the cross head is what I need..." you had no idea there were so many different tools, and wouldn't be the slotted one sufficient if you just angled it right? Satan just laughs and let's you try it for yourself, only for you to fail, he then shows you how to do it correctly guiding you through fixing your first shelf

"The last shelf is standing again, I'll help you with the book now." Satan pointed out, a small ray of hope now that only the books were left, you didn't reply, which honestly wasn't really necessary, but a small affirming noise would have been nice, so Satan tries to keep the 'conversation' going, while he works on the books with his back turned to you

"...you're still ignoring me? Are you angry at me for making such a mess? You know you didn't have to help...you can go, no need to act like all high and mighty!" he was getting angry again, yes he did make a mess, but he didn't do anything to you! Had he? He couldn't remember, but humans might interpret actions and words differently…he didn't want you to be mad at him, and neither did he want to get angry at you, but with you ignoring him it became quite difficult to keep his voice low

having enough and wanting to make up before it gets worse, he makes his way over to you, who was leaning against a shelf with a book in your hand

as he sits down next to you and turns your body to him through a guiding hand on your shoulder, he startles, you fell asleep in a sitting position? That sounds more like something Belphie would do...Isn't that uncomfortable?

You must have been exhausted after filling up three shelves of books and fell asleep midway on your fourth shelf, Satan chuckles amused and relieved you aren't mad at him but simply sleeping

He picks you up and brings you to your room where he lies you down in your bed, covering you with the blanket and hesitantly stroking your hair before going back to cleaning up the library

"Thank you for being so patient with me and helping me! You can rest now and I'll make it up to you later!"

Bonus: he will most definitely take you out on a date of your choice, even if he doesn't enjoy the idea as much as you

Asmodeus:

Asmo had taken you out shopping, as he claimed his wardrobe was not having the right clothes anymore so he had to get new ones fast

he had dragged you through town for the whole day and you two only returned home late in the afternoon, you completely exhausted and ready to drop in your bed, while Asmo while being slightly tired, still insisted on putting on all the clothes and showing them off to you and his followers on Devilgram

he entrusted you with his D.D.D to take some nice amazing shots of him to gain even more followers, though that seemed impossible as it already felt as if the whole population of hell was already subscribed to his account

but as long as all you had to do was hold the D.D.D up and click the screen for a picture, you were fine, you sat down on Asmos bed trying not to disturb the bags of clothes that lay there as well

Asmos screen lit up nearly every few seconds with a new message, how did this man not get crazy with all the message?! And he must check them all, because whenever you write him, he is on and writing back instantly...maybe you should steal his D.D.D from time to time to get him away from it...

While Asmo was changing into new clothes in the bathroom, you could hear him humming a happy tune, clearly in his element and enjoying his time, which made you happy as well, but the exhaustion was still plaguing you and the bed felt unbelievably comfy and on top of that the humming of Asmo was slowly lulling you into sleep

"Oooh Mc~ I especially like this top! Just look how nicely it fits, it shows of my best parts, which are all of me haha...hey Mc?~ Look at me!" Asmo pouted as you stayed put on his bed, and climbed over your form, already expecting you to start pushing him off, only to get concerned when you don't

then he sees your eyes are closed and you seem to be peacefully asleep, he instantly coos at your sweet sleeping expression, the back of his hand caresses you cheeks softly, but you don't react much besides moving a bit into am ore comfy position

Asmo backs off and begins to put down his bags, then he tucks you under his covers and climbs right in with you, pulling you close so that you lie on his chest, his arms encircling you to keep you put

the pictures for Devilgram are forgotten for now, they're not running away anyway, you two can continue another time, but for a beauty nap sounds good

"Oh Mc! You look so cute when you're sleeping...next time tell me you need a break, I'm happy to cuddle you while you're recovering!"

Beelzebub:

you had decided to stay a bit longer at RAD today, because you still had something to discuss with one of the teacher, as well as doing some research for an essay that was due next week

most of the brothers had already left for home or different work related activities, except Beel who had Fangol practice today after school, and as you were not allowed to walk around the Devildom without someone accompanying you for protection, all that was left for you was to wait for Beel to finish his practice, which usually took place for about two hours

you sat down on one of the benches at the side of the field, waving to Beel so he knew you where you were and could keep an eye on you

you worked away on your homework and checked you D.D.D from time to time replying to all the messages you got

the practice seemed to be still not finished even after two hours had passed and you were getting a bit tired from sitting around, but you also couldn't just wander off, Beel might start worry...plus the risk of running into a less friendly demon was still a thing

so you shifted from one position into another not really being able to get comfortable on the hard wooden bench

the ground seemed to be comfier with every minute passing, and so you lay down ignoring the weird looks of the team and trainers, you're body simply wasn't made to sit on this bench longer than necessary

"Here you can wrap yourself in this...it's getting cold. Training is almost over, just hold out a few more minutes!" Beel came over and gave you his jacket and you quickly put it on revelling in his warmth

but here is the problem the jacket made you feel so comfortable that you fell asleep, right on the floor next to a few dozen demons

"We're finished! I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat, any wishes what you want?" Beel was packing his stuff and rambling on about how he could eat at least one year worth of food, training having starved him quite a lot

but when you didn't respond he grew worried and kneeled down next to you, gently resting his hand on your side, he simply laughed when he saw you fell asleep, he is used to it due to Belphie, so he carefully picks you up and carries you home, deciding to order food once there

just Beel giving you a piggy back home, softly smiling to himself and being happy you've come to be so at ease around demons..still at bit worried, but he'll protect you, no worries

"I'll stay by your side until you wake up...and then we can eat lots of good food...please just don't sleep too long or I might have to eat before you wake up."

Belphegor:

so there he was, sleeping, on your bed, in your room, without an invitation...and honestly it wasn't even a surprise anymore, coming home after a work shift at Hell's Kitchen and just wanting to sleep, but no there was no space for you on the bed

I have no idea how, but he manages to occupy the whole bed, and hog blanket and pillows to himself as well

if only he was easy to wake, just to tell him to move over, but no he wouldn't wake up unless you pulled the big guns and nobody wants to face the consequences after one dumped water bottle on his head, it would be a hundred times easier and less dangerous to wake Satan

but you were really tired and just wanted to cuddle into your bed, maybe you could maneuver him with a bit strength..actually forget that...you could always call Beel for help to carry him to his own bed, but by the way he was clinging to your blanket and pillows, that would only end in a empty mattress to sleep on and then you would get cold...

honestly it was his own fault at this point you had threatened him to do it, but he had just laughed it off...

and so you climbed into bed and lay down on top of him, wrapping your arms around him so that you would get at least his body warmth if not the blanket

to your surprise he didn't wake up and he was really comfy, his rhythmic breathing was really relaxing and it didn't take you long to fall asleep

after some time Belphie wakes up with you wrapped around him, he quickly realises that you're asleep, but is stunned nonetheless that you would actually have the guts to sleep on top of him with the risk of waking him up in a bad mood

"That's quite bold of you! You didn't think I will let that slip though, right?" he chuckles amused but shifts nonetheless to make room for you, his embrace is tight, and he hopes just a little bit that you wake up, so he can tease you, but you stay asleep looking content with your new position

"I suppose I could go for another nap...now that I have my favourite pillow with me, sleeping will be even better!" he cuddles you, just like the blanket and pillows...which you don't get any of by the way, but you get Belphie so that's even better, he's gonna keep you warm, don't worry

"You're such a odd human...no idea why I like you...anyway just stay here in my arms and sleep!"

Diavolo:

yesterday was amazing, Dia had taken you to a trip in the human world and you had showed him around, visiting as many places as you two could

what you didn't know was that he had actually sneaked out of the castle to spend time with you

well you didn't know until a very angry Barbatos opened a portal right in front of you two and started lecturing Dia for at least one hour

you felt a bit guilty that you were the indirect cause of this and quickly apologised to him promising to make it up

so here you were in Dias office, overseeing him to do his work so he couldn't sneak out again and Barb didn't have to find him

after all if the reason for sneaking out was right in his room then he had no reason to go, besides the intimidating amount of work left on his desk after yesterdays excurse

Dia worked concentrated for most of the time, only now and then staring out of the window or talking to you

"Isn't it boring to watch me work? I can work alone, I promise to run away...or else Barbatos might get a heart attack from shock of seeing me gone again" he chuckled while signing another document

you reassured you didn't mind sitting next to him in silence, you had a good book borrowed from Satan, tea and cookies from Barbatos and you could stare at Diavolo all day long

your last statement made Dia flush red quite quickly and he tried to distract himself with his work, he slouched over in his chair trying to escape your gaze, but you were having none of it

your arms snaked around his waist and your head came to lean on his shoulder, Dia stiffened not sure how to react he liked the feeling of you hugging him, but now he was scared to move too much as not to disturb you or accidentally hit you with his elbow while trying to write

after a few more documents his eyes flit over to your face, cheek squished against his shoulder, eyes closed and breathing calmly

"Mc? Are.. are you sleeping?" he is whispering trying not to be too loud in case you are truly sleeping, and that you are! A soft smile graces his lips, nobody was ever this relaxed around him, he is proud and wants you to stay asleep as long as possible

he keeps working until Barbatos knocks on the door, coming in and announcing to have brought more tea, only to stop when he sees the sight in front him, Mc holding onto Dia, head resting on his shoulder and sleeping, while Dia put his finger to his lips to tell him not to be too loud

you sleep for an hour or so until Dia really has to move, apologising multiple times for having to wake you

"I'm glad you're able to relax around me, please continue to be yourself! My shoulder is always there for you to nap!"

Barbatos:

"You liked the cake that much? I'm flattered! I could teach you how to make it if you'd like?"

you had been over for tea at the castle and the chocolate cake with black-as-hell cherries was the best cake you've ever ate, it was bittersweet in taste not too much sweetness and not too much bitterness, paired with the melting chocolate, you could have eaten the whole cake on your own

you doubt you'd be able to get the same ingredients in the human realm but maybe you could find similar ones, so you were more than willing to learn with Barbatos

and so you arranged to meet the next Sunday afternoon for a baking session

Barb let you into the castle already awaiting you at the door even though you were early

you two worked on the cake, Barb explaining each step carefully, even for the easiest steps he takes his time to explain and help you, being very patient with you no matter how much you screw up

"Next we have to melt the chocolate in a pot. Wait a minute I turn on the stove for you" while you put the chocolate pieces into a pot, Barb moves behind you and turns on the stove, his arms brushing your sides, yet he stays fully focused, what can't be said for you

the cake is put together quickly with you two working together and while it bakes in the oven and the chocolate is meting, you two go ahead and start cutting and coring the rest of the cherries to decorate the cake later

"Here have a taste, they're bitter at first but the aftertaste is nicely sweet!" He holds out a cored cherry for you to taste and eats one himself, smiling gently at you while you sniff at the fruit first, which smells exactly like a normal human world cherry

the only thing left to do is wait for the cake so you two sit down for some tea at a small table in the kitchen, talking about the week, when Diavolo calls for Barb and he quickly excuses himself to help the prince out

the sweet aroma of the baking cake, the warmth of the tea and the very comfy chair you're sitting in, are a dangerous combination making you fall asleep

as Barb returns he sees you with your head lying on your folded arms on the table, clearly asleep, Barb decides to eave you there while cleans the kitchen and checks on the cake half an hour later

"Mc? The cake is ready to be decorated do you want sleep or do you want to help me?" somewhat embarrassed you stand up and help him with the decorations , Barb acts if nothing happened but he can't help but think about your gentle expression while you slept

"Next time I'll let you sleep longer... I wouldn't mind if you visited me for your naps if that meant I could see you more often."

Solomon:

learning magic was many things: exciting, frustrating, dangerous, fun...but sometimes it also was unbelievable boring

like when you think about magic, you think about casting charms, curses, making potions and all that stuff, but nobody told you that beforehand you have to learn everything about the new spell or etc in theory!

so here you were sitting with Solomon as he rambled on about how while the shrinking charm could have really bad side effects if casted wrong, sure it was important to know how to cast it correctly but did you really have to listen on to everything that might go wrong?

listening to all this just make you feel less confident, I mean technically you were practicing with a tea cup to shrink, so shrinking only a part of it wouldn't be too bad of a side effect, but what if you used too much pressure and made the cup explode and you'd hurt Solomon in the process?!

You took a deep breath, which made Solomon stop talking as he looked at you questioningly

"Anything wrong? Already giving up? Is it toom much?" his light teasing was meant to make you relax, but all you could do was give a small, stiff smile, signalling for him to continue and he did, after messing up your hair with his hand giving you a huge grin, but he talked slower now giving you more glances to make sure you were still alright

"How about a small break? I'll make us some tea..." he stood up and made some tea...in a beaker over a Bunsen burner..this weirdo..

the tea didn't taste weird though, it was just normal tea, even though the preparation would have made Barbatos get a stroke

after the break he was back to full tutor mode and your concentration slipped with each new word, until your head falls down, your chin resting on your chest comfortably, you had fallen asleep right before him

Solomon notices instantly that you're asleep and starts laughing so loud that you wake up again, he is crying and gasping for breath at your flustered state and you hit for good measurement on the arm

"Am I that boring? Fine if you're tired you can rest on my bed. I'll read you a bedtime spell book..." he doesn't stop laughing and teases you endlessly, you better be on your toes around him, you won't be hearing the end of this

"Hey sleepyhead? Do you want me to read you into boredom? I won't take pictures of your sleeping and drooling self...No promises made though..."

Simeon:

He was staring blankly at his manuscript, writers block had been plaguing him for quite some while now, but the new chapter had to be sent to the company until next week

you had offered to help him out maybe you could give him some ideas, so he invited you over and let you read the latest chapter so you'd know what had happened

you sat in his room brainstorming ideas on a small extra sheet trying your best to help Simeon out who looked quite lost

"Do you think that would work? Doesn't if feel a bit too rushed? But maybe if we combined these two ideas together..." he seemed to had found something and began to roughly write up a plan for his further writings

he continuously asked you questions about the smallest details, it was kind of cute that he relied so much on you, he probably could have done the rest himself as well, yet he kept involving you into the whole process

while his one hand scribbled like a madman, his other rested on your arm occasionally lightly squeezing it, reminding you that he didn't forget about you

you slowly fell asleep, the sounds of each others breathing, the pen scratching over paper and the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall, the inly sounds to be heard

"What about this part? How do you think it could go from here?...Mc?" he wasted no time in making sure you were lying comfortably, putting his cloak over your form and still squeezing your arm from time to time while he continued to write late into the night

only then did he notice, the brothers might worry about your absence, should he wake and bring you home? or should he let you sleep here and inform Lucifer about your safety? but the sofa you were currently sitting on, would make your back hurt if you continued to sleep here

it took him some time debating with himself, but came to the conclusion to carry you to his bed and tuck you in, giving you a forehead kiss like he was used to with Luke, only to realise what he'd done and quickly scrambling away in embarrassment to give Lucifer a quick call about the situation

"Have sweet dreams my lamb! I'll be guarding you in any realm, even the dream realm!"

Luke:

Luke, Simeon and you were having a small movie evening, watching some old Disney movies

Simeon didn't allow you to watch something else to protect Luke, but you didn't mind too much

you were having some freshly made desserts by Luke who had worked on them the whole day, as he was very excited for your meetup

you watched a few movies, talking, laughing and joking together, just having fun

"Huh? They called the mean cat Lucifer? Hahah how fitting, he kind of even looks like the real Lucifer! Ah, don't tell him that though!" Luke really liked to compare the different characters to the people he knows, but when there actually were a cat called Lucifer he was quite surprised...who would want their cute pet to be called like a demon? Why not call them angel names? Michael is a pretty cool name...

over the time you became more and more tired and Simeon seemed to notice, suggesting on stopping for today and continuing another time, but Luke convinced you two of one more movie

unfortunately you didn't last the final movie and fell asleep cuddled underneath the blanket between Simeon and Luke

Luke took some time to notice, only seeing it when he turned to you wanting to tell you his opinion about the last scene

"Oh! Simeon... Mc fell asleep..." Simeon already knew, as you had fallen onto his shoulder, not that he minded, he just told Luke to stay quiet and watch the rest of the movie

Luke cuddled up to you to keep you warm and occasionally glanced at you to make sure you were okay, and there cuddled next to you he as well fell asleep...trapping Simeon underneath your combined weight, making it impossible for Simeon to get out of the bed, so you three just slept together that night

"Don't worry Mc! I'll keep all demons away from you while you sleep!"

#obey me headcanons #obey me #swd obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me belphegor #obey me beelzebub #obey me simeon #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me shall we date #headcanon

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