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hannieehaee · 6 months

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Hiii!

I think your writing is amazing - I love it so much! Even stuff you’ve only posted a day ago, I’ve already reread! Your writing is just so compelling and engaging!

I saw that you have requests open, would you be able to do a svt reaction to their fiancée/wife getting injured/getting in an accident after a big argument please? I live for the angst! Thank you!

reaction to you getting hurt after an argument

content: angst, arguments, mentions of reader getting into an accident, mentions of a hospital, reader is mentioned to be their wife/fiancée in some of these, etc.

wc: 2143

a/n: thank u so much ur words about my writing are so sweet T-T im so glad ur enjoying my content <33 tysm for requesting!!

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seungcheol -

seungcheol can be a bit of an emotional person. he has a tendency of getting exasperated easily. although he was not one to pick arguments with you too often, whenever it did end up happening, he was usually too stubborn to let them go. if an argument came up, he needed the last word in. if you ever left during an argument, he wouldnt chase after you; to proud to let himself do so even if he really wanted to. if you happened to get hurt afterwards, maybe finding yourself in an accident due to the height of your emotions at the time, he would feel more remorseful than ever. he let his pride get the best of him and didn't go after you. he couldve stopped it (or at least that's what he'd tell himself). he would bow to himself to never let any petty argument prevent him from being by your side at all times. would be extremely gentle towards you for a while after the fact.

jeonghan -

someone as calm as jeonghan (at least where emotions pertained) would probably not find himself in arguments that often, which would make any and every argument a big deal due to how rare they were. he would never get too angry or cause a ruckus, but he could get a little mean. his goal at the moment would be to drive you away a bit, being too frustrated to be reasonable. the moment you left he'd feel more calm, knowing he needed time alone to collect himself and not allow his emotions get the best of him. except his emotions would get jumbled all over again the moment he got a call from the hospital letting him know you had gotten injured as you made your angry exit out of your shared apartment. he'd beat himself up over it all the way to the hospital, only feeling a bit more calm when you allowed him to tend and coo at you. he'd promise to never let his angel out of his sight ever again.

joshua -

during an argument, he'd grow serious. he's very emotionally smart, but his frustration would cloud all reason within him, causing him to be petty in these moments. when you suggested leaving for the night, he'd hammer the nail in the coffin by scoffing and telling you that yeah, that'd probably be best. would ignore your first call to him a few hours later, feeling like he needed to sleep on it. upon the second and third call, though, he'd grow immediately worried. nothing would take away the remorse he felt over his mean behavior towards you upon hearing you were at the hospital. although it had been nothing major, he'd prepare a whole speech full of apologies to you as he let you know how badly he regretted ever disregarding you like he did.

jun -

he'd grow a bit stoic during arguments, becoming too trapped in his thoughts to pay you much mind when you spoke up saying that you'd be heading to your mom's for the night, feeling like you needed a night away to keep you from becoming even more frustrated at him. he'd feel sad at this, but would still bid you goodbye, trying to keep things as calm as possible and even slipping an 'i love you' before you left. the moment he got the call from your mom, his heart sunk, terrified that you'd been seriously hurt. he wouldnt even remember the fight as soon as he heard the news, putting it all aside in favor of staying next to you and comforting you as much as possible.

soonyoung -

as the certified silly guy of seventeen, getting into a serious argument would him would be rare. but when you two did happen to argue, it'd get emotional pretty quickly. he'd sometimes have issues controlling his emotions, letting it slip that maybe you should leave if you felt so annoyed at him, that some distance might do you good. would feel bad at your dejected state as you left, but would not do much other than just give you a sad look before your departure. the moment he got a call informing him you'd gotten hurt during your separation, he'd drop absolutely everything, extremely worried regardless of the gravity of the accident. would ramble apologies at you about his behavior, placing all blame on himself without letting you get a word in. this would make him become even more attached to you from then on, never wanting you away, even during the hard moments.

wonwoo -

he's a very calm guy, which is why an argument with him would probably be very rare. in the occasion that it occurred, he'd probably suggest that you both take the rest of the day to yourselves, that maybe itd be best to clear your heads. you'd feel a little dejected by this but ultimately agree, insisting that you'd drive over to a friend's. a few hours later when wonwoo got a call from a nurse over at the hospital stating that his fiancee had been admitted, he immediately dropped everything to run to your side. he would completely forget about the argument, telling you that he was wrong to ever think letting you go out alone last night while so emotional was ever a good idea. he'd be overly attentive to you after that, feeling like he had caused this somehow.

jihoon -

it was easy for jihoon to dismiss you whenever an argument arose. he just didnt have the energy to entertain a fight. he knew this was a less than ideal characteristic of his, but he couldnt help it. he just felt like a bit of separation was better than allowing a full-on fight to occur. he'd occupy himself with work, wanting to give you time to process things on your own before trying to make amends. a few hours later, when he received a call from you, he was a bit shocked that you'd contact him so soon. he'd respond and express his surprise, only to hear your cries as you told him that you'd broken a leg while distractedly biking away from your shared home after the argument. he'd be instantly glad that you hadnt gotten hurt past that, visiting you immediately and completely forgetting about any argument you had.

seokmin -

you were his pretty and beautiful wife. how could he ever ever even think about arguing with you? well, it sure was rare, but it still happened once or twice during your relationship. and seokmin could get a bit ... childish when mad. he wouldnt outwardly argue with you. it would start with less than pleasant words being exchanged between the two of you, only to evolve into a silent treatment from him. you'd likely leave after that, too frustrated at his childishness. he'd think he had won the argument, feeling pleased with himself until he received a call from your mom letting him know that you had deviated your car from the road on the way to your parents' house. you hadnt gotten too hurt, but you had to have some stitches done and were now resting at home. he'd come home to you, tail between his legs as he begged you to please forgive his stupid childish behavior, promising he'd never make you feel like you had to run away from him ever again.

mingyu -

he can be a bit childish and immature when it comes to fights. arguments between you dont happen that often, so when they do, theyre kind of a big deal. when you suggested just leaving in order to allow things for mellow out, he shrugged and agreed, telling you you could come back whenever you felt like it, not really thinking much of it, he was still a bit peeved off after all. the next morning when he received a call from a family member of yours letting him know you never made it home to them, having somehow ended in the hospital, he would drop everything and run to you. even if it hadnt been his fault, he'd kneel next to the hospital bed and apologize to you. would take on the duty of tending to you until you got better and would not let you out of his sight again.

minghao -

the atmosphere would be heavy. dealing with arguments with minghao would always be difficult. emotions would be heightened, and you'd both be tense at one another. minghao could sometimes be too direct; communicative to a fault. although his good communication was usually a good thing, sometimes it came at the cost of your peace of mind. in an instance in which you just couldn't take an argument anymore, announcing you'd stay over with a friend for the night to calm down, his easy dismissal of you, responding 'if you feel like that's best, you can leave' with zero will ro try and stop you would have you feeling dejected. the next morning when he got a call from your friend stating that you'd been a bit careless on the way to her house would have him regretting his stoic behavior towards you, visiting you as you recovered at your friend's house as he offered to take you home with him so he could live up to his husband duties and make things right.

seungkwan -

he had a tendency of being a bit stubborn. it wasnt too difficult to pull an argument out of him. except they never really went too far. you'd both allow your frustration to dissipate mid-argument, always finishing the day off in a good mood with one another after having made up. on the rare occasion that arguments went too far, you'd usually choose to distance yourself for the rest of the day, knowing that if you instigated him the situation would just get worse. he'd be a bit pleased at himself, thinking himself the winner of this argument. the feeling would only last so long, however, as he got a call the day after letting him know that you were now in the hospital. his heart fell through his chest at hearing the word hospital, rushing to your side and whining at you about how scared you made him. he'd coo and tend to you, forgetting about the argument in favor of taking care of you, promising to never ever leave your side and to never let his emotions drive you away ever again.

vernon -

arguing with vernon was never a pretty sight. he could sometimes be a bit hurtful without thinking. not with his words, but more so with his lack of them. he was never a man for speeches, nor was he one for verbally expressing his thoughts too often. so whenever an argument arose, it almost felt like you were arguing with yourself. it made you feel stupid and dismissed, so it was often during arguments that you'd simply announce your exit, claiming it would probably be better if you stayed apart for the night. this would usually do the trick, allowing you two to reconnect the next morning in mellow moods. except today vernon had not received the usual call from you that next morning letting him know you'd be on your way back phone. the call he got instead was from a friend of yours, letting him know that you'd gotten hurt on the way there last night, landing yourself in the hospital. vernon wouldnt care when or how you got hurt, only worrying about your wellbeing as he rushed to your side. unlike during the argument, vernon would air out all emotions he was feeling, letting you know that he'd never let you walk away during a fight ever again. he'd scream and go crazy if that was enough to get you to stay.

chan -

his words could be a bit pointed when he was frustrated, he was too used to his members talking over him whenever an argument arose, which was why he was a bit less lenient when arguing with you. he'd frustrate you very quickly, making you want to stay away from him during those moments. he wouldnt chase after you either, figuring that some space might be best for the both of you to calm down. when he got the news that you'd somehow gotten injured on your way away from him, he'd rush to you, even risking his own safety at the speed in which he tried to get to you. he'd get you flowers and a huge apology in the form of a speech detailing how badly he felt at ever driving you away. he'd dedicate the rest of his free time to giving you all and every type of affection he could muster, feeling guilt even if you insisted it was fine and was not his fault.

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shantechni · 7 months

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I think an awful lot about Splinter believing in the start of the series that he'd lost his humanity.

For the sake of someone named Pete, I will go through the events in chronological order for once-

In Lone Rat and Cubs, Splinter tells the turtles about their time spent running from the Kraang before they found their forever home, and we learn that Splinter didn't easily slip into his new role. Sure, he cared for the turtles, kept them fed and sheltered them from the elements, but he still called them "creatures" and "turtles" before naming them. He didn't see this as an opportunistic situation where he miraculously became a father to a second batch of kids, but rather that he'd fallen into a pool of misfortune and would need to live with this new form while protecting himself and the turtles.

"What terrible deed did I do in a past life that such a curse has befallen me?"

As he considers the turtles' growth and the possibility of a future with them, he then begins to view himself as a potential father. He explains that he wondered if he had the discipline to be a proper father, especially after the loss of his first family, and he realizes it was something he wanted to be regardless of discipline or odd circumstances.

And so, he claims the turtles as his own, and accepts his role as their father.

Though he'd grown accustomed to being a mutant rat over the years, he still draws a line between "Hamato Yoshi" and "Splinter" without knowing it, albeit a blurry and ephemeral one drawn in ever changing sand.

We hear Splinter in the second episode of the series talking about the loss of his family, his home, and his own name. He more or less tells Leo that being mutated erased whatever connection he formally had to the name "Hamato," and the idea is further supported by a similar and more somber scene in I, Monster. Splinter fights off the Rat King's control as he again laments that his entire clan and family, even his humanity, is gone, and he has nothing but the turtles left for him in this new life. Fortunately, he retains his sense of self post mutation, and he's presented from the beginning of the series as one who's in control of himself, both to his sons and friends of theirs, as well as any enemy that comes their way.

However, that presentation of control gives us a bit of a look into his psyche and allows us to consider the idea of him still struggling to come to terms with not being human anymore.

With the introduction of the Rat King, he's taunted by a potential loss of that control for the first time and it shakes him to his core. It makes sense for him to be shaken up since all that'd be left without him is a mindless, humanoid rat who'd lost touch with the human it used to be. Which is why it's so compelling that his sons, particularly Leo, are so adamant about reinforcing the fact that his mutation doesn't erase who he is. It's incredibly noteworthy what Leo says to him when trying to break the Rat King's control over him, "Remember who you are!"

Not who he once was, or the human he used to be, but who he is.

They never viewed Splinter as a separate being from Hamato Yoshi.

The boys aren't strangers to Splinter's old life before them, and they're very much aware of everything he'd lost; the guy talks about certain things frequently enough for them to know his tragedies and recite them without skipping a letter. It's his recollections of the tribulations he suffered through that helped them understand that his life with them is undeniably disconnected from his life with Tang Shen, but not unrelated.

He's still Hamato Yoshi, and his place will always be with his family.

Having been defeated by Splinter, the Rat King runs to find another way of tormenting him, and his perfect target is fear.

Though we got a brief look into this during their first encounter with Falco's twisted appearance, it's not until Of Rats and Men that we get further insight into another layer of Splinter's concern with his rat half: the repercussions that could result from the loss of control.

Throughout all of his years of raising his sons, not once did he ever treat them with the intention to frighten them and make them wary of his every move. The Rat King can easily use that fear to his advantage and weaken Splinter's mental stability enough to figure out how to make mutants similar to him. And he truly makes use of that fear by turning Splinter into his personal puppet.

There's still a considerable amount of concern on the turtles' end that pierces through that fear though. After Splinter teleports across the room to distance himself, Leo looked ready to leap to his side, and the others, despite being threatened literal seconds earlier, remain where they are and are equally concerned.

Eventually, the Rat King strikes again and everyone begins to piece together what's going on when Splinter loses it. Mikey is absolutely terrified and staggered by what happened, and Raph and Donnie tread with caution while Leo and April are the first ones to approach Splinter.

The TV gives them extra confirmation that Falco is back, and to everyone's surprise, Splinter refuses to help them fight Falco, even when Casey is dragged down a manhole by one of the mutated rats in their first attempt to clear the streets. It's not an easy choice for Splinter to make because we see how guilty he feels for his refusal, but the gang doesn't fault him for refusing either. No matter how much they want for Splinter to join them, he's right to worry about what the Rat King, now stronger than before, could force him to do.

April speaks for everyone though when she tells him they all believe in him. They make it known that they aren't afraid of what may happen, and they especially aren't afraid of him.

Unsurprisingly, Splinter changes his mind at the last minute, and, with the help of a recently mutated cat, he chases Falco down to deal with him once and for all. Protecting his family takes priority over his doubts, and by the end of the episode, he overcomes his fear of the Rat King controlling him.

He has his humanity, and that's what makes him different from the rat Falco constantly made him out to be.

And for the first time in the series, in The Lonely Mutation of Baxter Stockman, he says out loud that he has his humanity and is thankful he's fortunate enough to still have it when others lose it post mutation.

I previously went a bit more in depth about it in this post but the boys have witnessed Splinter grappling with being a rat, particularly with the Rat King's meddling, and Donnie sincerely believed giving him retromutagen would be something he'd want. This was clearly an idea that's been weighing on Donnie's mind for a while considering that he seemingly kept quiet about his plan until he completed the retromutagen, and he's the most upset when he has to use the remaining dosage for Kirby.

But Splinter tells him and the other turtles he's content as he is and wouldn't do anything to change himself this far in. And the boys all seem content with his answer.

With the invasion of the Kraang and his defeat at the hands of the Shredder, Splinter again comes face to face with his mutated genes, and there's no Rat King stringing him along this time. He'd been swallowed by delirium with the lack of familial support to pull him out of it, and he became spiritually disconnected from his body as a result. The gang is initially caught off guard by Splinter's state, but they quickly get over it and work to subdue him.

While the boys are pulled away into battle, April uses her powers to sift through Splinter's memories and, after showing him the time he asked her to train with him, we see a memory with the turtles, Karai, and his only family portrait from before his mutation:

Seeing his family is what manages to bring him back to his senses.

We the audience, as well as Splinter, figured that was the end of his troubles with being a mutant rat, but Shredder decided to bathe in some super juice and sent Splinter careening a thousand feet into a dark cavern, the same one Splinter sent Falco down two seasons ago. Being thrown into near total darkness with a fairly debilitating injury and fever was the perfect recipe for him to begin hallucinating, and he believes the Rat King is attacking him when he's most vulnerable. But just when he feels himself slipping further away, his mind goes straight to the day his sons celebrated their 15th mutation day, and just beyond them is Tang Shen.

He regains his clarity, grasps that Falco's been dead the whole time, and is immensely relieved to see Donnie and Mikey after what he'd been through.

"Perhaps a teacher, but never my master."

Falco inadvertently taught Splinter that he's always had his humanity, and his family serves as a reminder of that fact by remaining a constant and significant pillar for him.

His family is his humanity.

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gffa · 9 months

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I would like to say I've slowed down a bit on BATFAMILY fic over the last month, but that's kind of a lie because fandom has put out some absolute banger longer fics and I've been reading a lot of comics (can you believe how many comics I've been enjoying?? I have never felt so spoiled for choice!), so I still feel like I'm inhaling everything as fast as I can go and it's GREAT. It's a constant stream of crying about fictional characters in canon, crying about fictional characters in sad fic scenarios, crying about fictional characters in happy fic scenarios, and crying about fictional characters because other people care about our babies, too. Also, I have decided I no longer have a Dick Grayson Problem that you must all suffer through to get some variety in the recs, but instead I have a Dick Grayson Solution. You're all welcome. But I'll mix it up a bit just for you guys, so hopefully you find something fun to read no matter your fave and have a good time, because this fandom has been knocking it out of the park with the fic that has given me a good time, READ AND CRY WITH ME, OKAY. BATFAM FIC RECS - BABY DICK IS THE CUTEST FERAL ROBIN I'M NOT HEARING ANY ARGUMENTS: ✦ Grounded by WingFeathers, dick & bruce & clark & wally & ma kent & pa kent & background clark/bruce & cast, 60.4k In the early days of the Justice League, Bruce is out more and more frequently on League missions, and Dick (age 13) is growing more and more restless and lonely stuck at home. His friends can't know he's Robin, and there are no superheroes Dick's age--or so he thinks, until Bruce receives a call from Barry, desperately seeking mentorship advice. Dick asks to meet the Flash's new sidekick, but Bruce refuses; a fight ensues, ending in Dick getting grounded. One week in Gotham off patrol, and then two weeks alone, far from Gotham... at a little family farm in Smallville, Kansas. And hey, if a certain Midwestern speedster sidekick just so happens to turn up, that'd be just fine. Or would it?

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✦ Stolen Son by springfox (dallystrings), dick & bruce & cast, 8.6k Bruce’s heartbeat sped up, but he leveled his breathing to remain clear headed. After another thirty seconds he abandoned the cart and walked briskly through the store, searching every row in a growing panic. “Dick?” he called, “Dick, can you hear me? Where are you, chum?”

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✦ the business of the very few by dustorange, dick & bruce, 4.2k “I was trying,” Bruce says, “to respect your privacy.”

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✦ The Long Distance by takadainmate, dick & bruce, 1.2k Down here they're not Batman and Nightwing. They’re Bruce Wayne and Dick Grayson. But they still fight.

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✦ put away childish things by bittlebarnes (monroesherlock), dick & damian & clark & jon & barbara & ma kent, 7.2k "I was sent here as a punishment, surely," Damian deadpans. "Are you feeling punished?" Martha sounds like she’s laughing at him. Unacceptable. "Absolutely."

✦ a hero by hellsreluctantheir, bruce & dick & jason, 15.5k Dick Grayson died in Amusement Mile. Four years later, Jason Todd is Robin. But he's not dressed in the costume when he hears about a new player in Crime Alley; a man in a red helmet.

✦ Improvise A Symphony by cabezas_de_vaca, bruce & dick & alfred & cast, 5.5k Or: three generations of Wayne and Wayne-adjucacent men do their absolute best.

✦ The Second Stage by nightwalker, tim & jason & bruce & dick & damian, 8.2k All Tim wants is to take a shower, get something to eat, and try to wear off the effects of Ivy's stupid pollen in peace. So of course tonight is the night Jason decides to start acting like a brother.

BATFAM FIC RECS - I CUT MY TEETH ON DICK & TIM AS CLOSE BROTHERS AND NO ONE WILL NOT TAKE IT FROM ME: ✦ Red Letter Day by silverwhittlingknife, dick & tim & damian & cast, 41.8k wip Dick Grayson, stressed pseudo-parent to a preteen assassin, tries to solve the case of Damian’s Mysterious Wednesday. He never expected it to help him fix his relationship with Tim, too. (... Though only after everything fell apart first.)

✦ I know it's just a number but you're the eighth wonder by orphan_account, dick & tim, 1.2k Dick gets sick. Set before their lives implode on them, so Dick’s Nightwing and Tim’s still an itty bitty Robin.

✦ it's been a long time now (i'm with you) by centreoftheselights, dick & tim, 1.8k Tim has been noticing some strange things about his life. He isn't the only one.

✦ Little Do You Know by sardonic_sprite, dick & tim & ra's, 2.2k "So," Tim said quietly. "You're here to break me out I guess." "Yes," came out in a choked sob. "Then you're wasting your time."

✦ pain/release by unchosenone, dick & tim, 4k Dick goes to check on a wayward brother in the middle of yet another Gotham Toxin (TM), and Tim has a bad time.

✦ I'd Fly Far Away From Here by Sohotthateveryonedied, dick & tim & jack, 3.5k Tim stacks his fries onto his burger patty in a crosshatch, covering every spare inch in a layer of salty potato and grease. “It all happened kind of fast. Dad and I got into this huge fight, and it’s not very dignified to go back upstairs for my wallet and then storm out.” Dick is quiet while he eats his sandwich, trying to figure this out. “Dick?” “I’m just—trying to think if I should call Bruce first or your dad.”

✦ A Collective End to a Harmony by 061828, dick & tim, 1.2k A drop of water falls into an ocean, a house’s wooden skeleton has its last nail screwed into place, an old book’s first page finally crumbles off, and Tim Drake turns twenty years old.

✦ young numb and broken by wingedgrace, dick & tim & cast, read the tags, 1.1k His bare feet were covered in cold, damp sand, and he could barely feel them. Well, he could feel them, but they didn’t seem to be connected to his body. Or maybe it was him that wasn’t connected to his body. (or: poor Dick Grayson needs some love and a chance to catch his breath.)

✦ there's an endless road to rediscover by Zahri, dick & tim & cast, 1.2k Sometimes the only way to show that you've moved on and forgiven each other is to take a flying tackle from the ceiling. Dick and Tim know each other's demonstrations of affection. Damian doesn't.

✦ spread your wings by wingedgrace, dick & tim & cast, 2.1k “Why did you give Robin to Damian?” Dick pinched his nose. He’d started to pick up some of Batman’s habits, whether he realized it or not. “Tim, we’re not talking about this again. We’re talking about how you’re off on this… quest, to prove that Bruce is still alive. And I just want to talk. Come home.” Tim didn’t budge. “Why did you give Robin to Damian?”

BATFAM FIC RECS - DICK/BABS FOREVER AND YOU CAN SHUT IT IF YOU DISAGREE, THEY'RE ADORABLE TOGETHER: ✦ Taking Turns by mx_chrx99, dick/babs, 2.3k Tim had practically begged Dick to get a flu shot. He probably should've listened.

✦ The Summer of Her Discontent by dotfic, dick/babs, 7.8k Batgirl contends with her feelings after Dick leaves Gotham.

✦ Thirteen Hours by dotfic, dick/babs, 7.9k Set during "Knight Time," during their trip to Romania, Dick and Babs start healing some old wounds.

✦ The Night the Lights Went out in Gotham by dotfic, dick/babs & bruce & tim & jim & cast, 13.8k "When it comes to emotions, even great heroes can be idiotic."-from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

✦ Regular People by zombiesbecrazy, dick/babs, 1.6k All sorts of people can enjoy a good sunrise over the city after a long night. Why should heroes of Gotham be any different?

✦ strawberry milkshakes by brandywine421, dick/babs & bruce, 2.8k Why is Bruce bringing Dick? It's not an emergency alert, or medical - just an alert. She should have put in her comm - if it was a simple pit stop they had safehouses, but - Batman dangles Dick's keys in her direction at the door but she's glad he didn't come through the window. She looks past him to catch Dick's attention and - something's wrong.

BATFAM FIC RECS - I WILL DIE ON THE HILL THAT TIM DRAKE'S TRUE LOVE INTEREST IS CONNER KENT AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME, NOT EVEN GOD: ✦ Stay for breakfast and also forever by Ididloveyou_once, tim/kon & bruce, 2k Conner turns up in the middle of the night after a mission gone wrong. Tim learns that seeing Conner cry makes him feel like his heart has been torn out of his chest.

✦ Think Cupid, But Aim Lower by NevernightUnderRainbows, tim/kon & bruce & cassie & bart, 2.3k Or, the Batfamily will make sure Tim gets his guy, even if it entails a lot of beating around the bush, dropping hints so veiled that they can be misconstrued surprisingly easily, and basically giving the bird and his clone boy a headache in the process

✦ The Once and Future Bat by LilliputianDuckling, tim/kon & some kon/cassie & dick & roy & martha & anita & cast, 16k Tim realizes it was a mistake to clone Conner when he ends up with a baby on his hands at sixteen years old. Well, Jackie's his now. Where does he go from here?

✦ there you were by mindshelter, tim/kon & cassie & bart & martha, 19.5k wip “You know, the cool thing about me,” Tim says, voice gone quiet and petal-soft, “is that even when I didn’t care whether I lived or not, I was pretty goddamn hard to kill.” Kon sighs, eyes glued to his feet. His hand is still encircled around Tim’s arm, trailing up to the bend of his elbow.

✦ time flies by by Laroyena, tim/kon & clark & jon & lex, 6.5k Jon Kent is Superboy. Tim's gut instinct tells him that's wrong. (Timkon fix-it where reboot!Tim misses Kon like a phantom limb. And then he gets him back.)

✦ Tangled by thewhitestag, tim/kon, NSFW, 4.1k Kon doesn’t want to be that person, always waiting, wondering if the next time will be more than just two friends messing around.

✦ you put your arms around me and i'm home by merils, tim/kon, 4.5k Kon's acting a little odd after a close call. Tim ponders the potential causes.

BATFAM FIC RECS - TAKE THE ANGST DIAL, TURN IT UP TO ELEVEN, AND BREAK THE KNOB OFF, THAT'S WHAT I'M HERE FOR: ✦ Bereft by glassofwater, dick & bruce & cast, 4.7k Laying on his back, shoulder brushing up against debris, Dick closes his eyes briefly. He doesn’t want to die, has no intention to do so tonight, but he is scared. The blood on his side pumps out of him with each thump of his heart, beating at a rate too fast for Dick to properly count. That shouldn’t be right, he shouldn’t even be awake and struggling at the moment, but the luck that hangs over Gotham is a mysterious one; it doesn’t favor anyone and yet…

✦ fun and games by prismatical, bruce & dick & jason & tim & barbara & stephanie & duke & cast, 78.6k The Joker's loose, and the Batman isn't in Gotham. The family struggles to hold itself together as everything else spins out of control.

✦ Bone Weary by TheSilencer, bruce & dick & jason & tim & damian & cass & steph & duke, 8.1k "You cannot reach out until you reach in." Dick assumed the words were metaphorical. They weren't. Or Dick Grayson is cursed, and the cure is not any better.

✦ What These Hands Have Done by WinterSky101, bruce & dick & jason & tim & damian & cass & steph & alfred & cast, 14k Dick is mind controlled into attacking his family. Unsurprisingly, he takes the whole thing very badly.

✦ All The Small Things by Geeves, dick & bruce & damian & cast, 20.1k After Bruce's return to the Bat, Dick and Damian have to deal with just being brothers, but things are just a bit too messy to be that easy

✦ All Our Broken Parts by mx_chrx99, bruce & dick & jason & dick/babs & cast, 28.1k wip Jason will not let this happen again. He can't. But what if he's already too late?

#lumi.txt #dc #batfam #bruce wayne #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #barbara gordon #conner kent #dickbabs #timkon #fic recs #batman fic recs #long post

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secretgamergirl · 5 months

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It is absolutely ridiculous that I have no way to contact people I care about in 2023.

So I got up today, and saw a big announcement about a certain particularly large company in the games industry did an absolutely massive round of layoffs despite an amazingly good year. You know, as they do. As it so happens, this is a company that, last I checked, employs several people I consider to be pretty good friends, and I feel compelled to toss them a quick message asking if that affected them, ask if poke around on their behalf for freelance work or slap a project of my own real quick they can collaborate on, or whatever.

And it's suddenly sinking in to me that I can't actually do that.

Tabletop game work is writing work, and that means 90% of the networking for most of the past decade or so happened over Twitter. Someone announces they're working on a thing, you message them, e-mails get traded to formally send stuff around. I was on there until I wasn't, so normally, that'd be where I'd be doing my checking in. But that of course is off the table. And like, I don't even have read-access to the site to check if anyone's announcing anything there.

Well, we've traded e-mails, right? We absolutely have. Back when everyone I'm worried about was at this other company, which let this same pile of people I care about and then some go several years ago now. So... those e-mails are no longer valid.

Well, what else is there? Oh right, the one friend has a discord server. It's been super dead for years now since he stopped doing the big weekly social thing it was there for, but it's still - oh, no. It's actually closed out. Same with the one for this freelance artist in that same general orbit... and oh Discord redid usernames and forced everyone to pick new ones. Damn.

Well, there's tumblr here, maybe? Like, there isn't really practically any direct messaging on here but... no, no wait, none of them have posted anything on here since bad policies drove a bunch of people out years back.

There's Facebook? But no, I don't have an account, they're all real legal name focused, and for personal security reasons, I never actually use my legal name anywhere even if I could make one (see, they also insist my name "sounds fake" over at Facebook). Well surely I can just find people's personal websites and send an e-mail but... no, people just don't have personal e-mails anymore, and spam got so bad decades ago now that I can't remember the last time I saw ANYONE post a personal e-mail address anywhere visible. Used to be phonebooks, but I don't think they really adapted to everyone just having a cellphone, and even if they did, they're a local thing.

So yeah. I've got nothing here. Uh... on the off chance anyone's reading this who I'm concerned about, hey, I hope you're OK? I'm still at least periodically checking the e-mails you last used to send things to me? Feel free to reach out and let me know how things are going?

But yeah this just sucks.

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wwwjam · 6 months

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Chapter II: The Hare

Edit: Basic Route info and theoretical end speech beneath the cut.

To be frank, I mostly just wanted to draw Princess as a bunnygirl, but I did still have some thoughts about the route, though nothing too in-depth. Rather than come up with a new dialogue option, I figure it'd be best to take advantage of options that are already there. Currently, both instances of slaying the Princess when the Narrator compels you lead to Witch, but what if the second time led you somewhere else? Internal logic: Soft Princess has just dodged your first (initially unwilling) strike, proving to be swift enough to avoid you, though clearly in a panic. Despite her unease, she's much faster than you. Like you're a... tortoise, and she's the Hare... Just roll with it. (I don't think anyone's noticed/mentioned her crown has that turtle shape on it)

For the snow thing, I just wanted to give her a dress that'd allow her to run, but didn't want to go with a loincloth like design a la Adversary. I settled on that short, fur trimmed one and thought "what if there was snow" and hey, now there's some manner of conflict and explanation for why she's not chained up and is able to avoid you.

And extremely early draft of a theoretical Shifting Mound speech. For context, I imagine you have to sort of chase Hare out of the cabin. Make her choose between constantly avoiding you, or heading into the freezing winter air she's afraid of. "Survive, evade, run. Flee, escape, take shelter, hide, live another day. But death comes all the same, whether it waits outside your door, or comes barreling through it. Do you look it in the eye, meet it on your own terms, or do you keep running, do you keep hiding? You drove me to make a choice, and only in choosing to confront the cold death I feared was I truly alive. One always has a choice to make, even in fear.

But without that fear of the end, do one's choices truly matter? Can a life mean anything if your decision to survive, or to die, is as meaningless as your decision to breathe? Is being given that choice so unimportant to you?" -That fear is what pushes one to survive, but it makes life itself terrifying. "Or is it the terror itself that makes life worth surviving? The fear of not seeing what comes tomorrow?" -I would never take that choice from you, or from others. "Then make your own choice to join with me once again, and give back that choice to the world."

#slay the princess #fanart #fan character

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glassesfreekjr · 1 year

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Can we analyse Tulin for a bit?

Apart from being the keet birb boy, perhaps what makes his character so enthralling is how it so brilliantly reflects and offers commentary on the influences that have shaped him.

Whether that be Revali, his father Teba, and ESPECIALLY Link. Hell, it's no wonder that Link & Tulin have garnered such a sibling dynamic. Tulin essentially IS Link, from a time before the burden of responsibility and pain caused Link to cave in on himself pre-Breath of the Wild.

Right down to the veteran warrior father figure (Link's father was captain of the guard) and their acceptance of a newfound legacy out of forthright integrity. Tulin, at this point in his life, has yet to give himself away until there's nothing of him left to give, and let's pray he never needs to.

But Tulin would do that in a heartbeat, if called upon. He is very much his father's son.

You can see it in how archtypical childish spunk is tempered, like steel, by Teba's down-to-earth bluntness and sheer work ethic.

(BTW I wonder if Link sees his own father in Teba? That'd check out.)

But what caught me most pleasantly off-guard is Tulin's skepticism, which has become one of his most compelling traits for me. It's not something you would expect.

He did not believe that the Stormwind Ark existed, and while ultimately proven wrong, it frankly wasn't an illogical assumption to make. Tulin clearly thought through that opinion. He'd also grown frustrated that the Rito placed their faith on a songbook miracle — a eucatastrophe, if you will — instead of something more concrete like personal skill or, say, Link's whole-ass existence.

The second Link arrived and offered his aid, Tulin accepted his help without hesitation. He turned his skepticism inward to reevaluate his own tenets. And it's as a duo that they brought about said eucatastrophe through no one's strength but their own. They are siblings, Your Honor. Aryll 2.0

(If Revali had been blessed with a support network saying "it's okay to accept help. no man is an island," doubtless he still would have perished in Vah Medoh. But there would be less of an ego to shatter. He would have faced death with less blind panic and more dignity. And most importantly, he'd have other people to bolster the wind beneath his wings during his short life. (At the very least, Revali would not have as big an ass not be as big an ass, just as Tulin would be a different person without his family.)

dammit quaquaval you have RUINED me

Also, one thing that everyone seems to miss is just how deceptively intelligent Tulin turns out to be. This kid fuckin' knows his stuff. His mastery of aerodynamics beyond the instinctual is almost on par with Revali at such a young age. And how many precision headshots has his avatar saved your ass with, don't lie.

He somehow managed to follow his father back through time. Tulin can see Koroks.

It's not the same kind of passion-fuelled intellect as, say, Zelda has. More of an unyeilding conviction to learn all he can and put it into practice. About as understated a quality as Yunobo's inexplicable business acumen and economic sense.

As his mother Saki put it, for Tulin to develop as an individual, he needs to experience more of reality and its hardships. Shooting bullseyes and improving one's flying prowess / wind magic can't contend with genuine combat. True to her word, Tulin had to experience mistakes firsthand, and critically examine his own naïve ways of thinking in order to take those necessary steps.

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So then, uh, is it wrong for me to wish something horrible upon him, if only to witness the positive character growth that springs from it? Tulin isn't the sort who'll shatter under pressure, like Revali did at the end of his life, or like Link did under the weight of expectation. Buckle, yes — but not break. Tulin's steadfast conviction, inherited from his father and guided by the people he loves, would assuredly see him through.

In any event, his Hero's Journey isn't close to over. I'd be curious to see Tulin at its conclusion.

tl;dr I wanna Emesis Blue his bitch-ass, AITA?

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Thoughts and more thoughts about the potential of Rob Lucci after chapter 1111 - spoilers and theory

(disclaimer: this might be totally implausible and not at all what could happen, but it's something that's been on my mind since last chapter, so here are my thoughts on this. again, very long post ahead, I don't know how it keeps happening)

The way Oda allowed Lucci to feel during chapter 1111, is something I didn't expect to find so intriguing, and it points to how much depth really has each character in this story.

There is a subtle change of certain aspects of Rob Lucci's personality since the start of Egghead, and in the chapter 1111 even a bigger focus is on his reaction to meeting Mars Gorosei and asking for Kaku to be spared.

Given this swept away answer with seeing whom he's been serving all this time, there could come a realization that'd sort of wake him up. There's a potential to somewhat turn power of Cipher Pol agents from blindlessly following the World Government. To stop being the WG's shield.

It's very probable the story might deal with the reform or even collapse as a whole of the World Government - especially since the Gorosei are currently Luffy's main enemies. With that, the Cipher Poll intelligence could play a significant part of it as well, along with other moving pieces like the Revolutionary Army, Shanks, Luffy's fleet or even Morgans and his newspapers, and, of course, the Strawhats.

There's been comments of readers who only saw Lucci and Zoro's fight as one dimensional - one has to win, the other has to lose, and comparing points and skills without really diving into their respective characters - thankfully Oda knows those characters and knows how to make the story interesting and compelling. Where before I hoped we would get a follow up about the words directed at Zoro, instead Lucci was given more space for this chapter.

Where one would hope for Zoro to win and move to other parts of the island with the Strawhats, we instead stayed with Lucci and him witnessing Mars in his full on demon form - something that even Lucci was shocked to see.

Those two pages were such incredible moments for Lucci as a character who serves fully the Gorosei and the World Government in first place, yet! Yet! In the last part he's on the page, he's allowed and shown to be worried and caring for someone else than himself- after arcs and arcs where he appeared here and there just carrying out on orders and missions without seemingly caring about anyone to much depth before, he's given space to actually express the concern regarding Kaku.

Of course he's still this same of bloodthirsty killer, just like in Enies Lobby, (ch. 382),

both his immediate fight upon seeing Luffy on Egghead, and later against Zoro paints it clear what he's capable of.

Rob Lucci is regarded as one of the strongest assassin's in the Cipher Pol agency CP9 (and later with higher rank of CP0). Just reading his wikia to remember more moments, the section about his personality is mostly compiled of traits like cold-hearted, agressive, and especially taking the Wold Governments meaning of Justice into brutal heights, thinking all is allowed to accomplish his goals/missions/orders.

There's his past and how he has been trained by WG to do as they told him, or even go to length which he wasn't even ask to do, but knowing his position as assassin he did as he wanted.

By the end of Water 7 and leaving to Enies Lobby, where he preteded to be friends with Iceberg, Paulie and other shipwrights for 5 years, he didn't show any regrets leaving the place (contrary to Kaku, who seemed to really enjoy his work as shipwright and is sometimes shown really excited about new places and such)

Up until the chapter 1111 I mostly took him as someone really dutiful to follow orders through and through and not gave it much more thought beside that, but it's true that this already started to shift around chapter 1062, when we see Lucci, Kaku and Stussy on their way to Egghead Island:

"They want us to eliminate the most useful man in the world..."

"The last thing a man as keenly perceptive as you should be doing is looking for answers." (says Stussy, a double agent working for Vegapunk, lol).

I wouldn't call it distrust in WG, yet. At this point he was still adamant about following the mission to kill Vegapunk. But maybe it's more visible that he's thinking more about such orders and their consequences.

He fights Luffy immediately after setting foot on Egghead, calls it as it is in wanting to defeat Luffy and destroy his whole crew without any pretense (and maybe that honesty was why Luffy took his word for their brief cooperation in fighting Seraphim). ch. 1076

He says this honestly, yet after the Strawhats and Vegapunks are healing later on, Lucci still tries to attack Vegapunk, ch.1091

Once knowing Kizaru appeared too, Lucci returnes back to finish his mission, he strikes at Vegapunk again - unsuccessfuly because Stussy takes that attack, and Zoro pushes him from the lab and then keep him occupied until the latest chapter 1111.

And that is a big part of him, eyes always on the mission - get information to his bosses, to Navy/Saturn/Gorosei/Kizaru, and keep his enemies occupied or better yet - dead. This thinking was always present with him to this point in ch. 1111, and that is from where it could lead to even more nuance in his future decisions:

The first time seeing Mars in his demon form there's that blink-and-you-miss it expression of pure horror, hinting that even the highest ranking agents probably had no idea just what the true nature of the Gorosei looks like, and that a sight like that can pull this expression from Lucci:

After that brief shocked state, he goes back to immediately report all informations he has on Vegapunks, Strawhats, even their plan of escape, as well as mentioning the other Cipher Pol agents, trapped in the Lab:

then there's this panel, "well done. no further questions.":

which reminded me of very similar words Lucci said to Robin in Water 7, ch. 348: "you've fulfilled your role. good work."

Maybe it's not intended as parallel, but just that similarity of something he's been clearly hearing from his higher ups, that he added it to his own vocabulary.

But then there's this more surprising part of ch. 1111:

After his shock of seeing that monster in front of him, and after giving Mars all the informations, he still finds the strength to ask him to spare his partner's life, to save Kaku:

What he gets as an answer is along the lines of: "it might be difficult when everyone to us is like ants" and that's the last of Rob Lucci for this chapter.

Mars seem to share this same thinking like Saturn expressed before, while the navy guy heard that even the life of an CP0 agents isn't something Saturn (and Gorosei) would really be troubled over, if lost.

and hearing that from Mars could be an eyeopening moment for Lucci.

They're assassins and an intelligence agency of almost the highest standing among the World Governement, but even the lives of Kaku and such seem to mean nothing to the Gorosei.

The point of the current anime episode 1098 where Lucci & CP0 were just arriving on Egghead reminded me how he was asking Vegapunk about the missing Cipher Pol agents and their disappearances, ch. 1068:

It's not that he was only concerned about Kaku in the latest chapter, but since the end of Water 7 - and seeing how his crew cared for him to pay for his medical bills (cover story chapters 491 - 528, manga only, which is very interesting that the anime didn't adapt that cover story), I think he started to care more about "his own people" - the Cipher Pol agents in general - even to visit to their "hometown" while he was healing and defended that place (and the new young trainees) from the Marines who were sent to attack CP9 after their failure at Enies Lobby:

So the question is.. once Lucci saw just who he was serving all those years, the World Government and the Gorosei - and now seeing Mars in his bird monster form disregarding any care for any lives, even their own agents - will that be a tipping point for him?

He asked Mars to spare Kaku but got an answer that all of them, Cipher Pol agents even on the highest places, are still the same as insects in the eyes of the Gorosei

Could that be something that will help him make a certain change?

My possible theory of what he might do/what might happen (given that he still has the strength to walk after his fight with Zoro):

Find Kaku himself - he was trapped in the bubble like the other Seraphim - we don't know if anyone else un-trapped him in the meantime, and Lucci himself doesn't know about the bubble prison, given his flashback to Kaku is just him laying down, as he last remembers that from the Lab.

Sanji said to Kaku that Lucci abandoned him - something that Lucci kept taunting Zoro with during their fight - about the inability to sacrifice one from their team for the greater good. (It could mean that Kaku either wouldn't count on Lucci coming back, but it would work even better if it was shown Lucci actually coming back for Kaku

and they could go finish their side mission of rescuing the other Cipher Pol agents -

and that's another thing -

even during that brief panel of their rescue -they were thankful to Luffy! Despite their positions of agents of Government, which puts them always directly opposing pirates/Strawhats/Luffy, they appreciated and thanked Luffy for giving them food and saving them, ch. 1090

This together I feel could become a moment of all these agents realizing that Luffy isn't their real enemy - or wake up from their WG brainwashed thinking once they see just who is outside fighting: Gorosei in their monster forms vs. Luffy

I think that Rob Lucci stands there now as one of the few who could sway the Governments power to a tipping point from the inside.

Not precisely helping Luffy or Strawhats, but taking that power of the intelligence agency away from the WG and Marines.

It was shown in multiple pages how the Gorosei care more about the rank and position than any lives of their trained assassins, and think of them as something to be disgarded left and right.

Their intelligence agency and assassins act as a Shield to the WG, and the CP0 even carries that in their name: AEGIS, (a powerful shield from greek mythology).

If the other agents would follow Lucci in a different direction, he could be the one to take away that shield from the Gorosei, uncover one of the layers that act as their security, leaving them more exposed and vulnerable to future attacks (possibly from people like Dragon and Revolutionary army when the time comes for them to strike).

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I think Riz can actually use magic and the magical gear is all bells and whistles. In a party of so many casters, literally ALL of them have magic now, I think he feels a lot more disconnected from the 'magic' then the rest of them, where it feels very connected to things like faith and art and being the oracle.

Magic is just something he does, he uses, like he uses his sword and his gun and his hands, it's a tool, it's a method to getting a job done, but thinking "I can spellcast" while everyone has this Big Reason for being able to do it is difficult, illogical, so it's easier to conceptualize it as ACTUALLY a tool, a bracer and a necktie and glasses and beaded bracelets, and not just verbal, somatic, material.

When he casts compelled duel on Kalina, he explicitly uses Nothing to do it, he says he calls upon his connection to Kalina since his birth but that still inherently is magic, he casts a magic spell with nothing but pure will, and it works! There is never a question about it working! Both because the items are inherently flavoring, they don't, on paper, actually exist, and because Riz has magic.

I don't think this is something that'd ever really come up or be canonized, as it just seems to be an off-topic thing for Riz's arc right now, but I think the idea adds to Riz's personality, and it the natural, funny conclusion to "I HAVE to wear it, it's just so practical."

#my textposts #riz gukgak #meta #fhjy #I think riz and gorgug would have a lot more connection talking about spellcasting then the other bad kids #but neither would rlly think to have the conversation #I also don't really think he'd KNOW he can spellcast without his items #he weaned himself off using them and never realized he just learnt the spell #idk maybe i'll write a fic about it one day

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toomuchambition · 5 months

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So there's a new Simply Plural update, and we feel like infodumping about it. That's it, that's all this post is.

One of the first things that caught our attention was something new added to the member count — "Archived members." And sure enough, in the member profile settings...

We could see this being helpful for dormant members and in other exceptional circumstances. It doesn't seem like there's a way to browse a list of archived members, but there's an option in Advanced search that allows archived members to appear. It'll take a while to see if this helps our organization in the long-term, but it seems promising so far.

Also, the new Creation Date toggle is a lovely addition. We got into the habit of manually tracking when new members show up/are discovered somewhere in the middle of 2023, so anyone before then, we're not sure, so this is a great tool for history checking. Not all of our headmates get profiles on Simply Plural when first discovered, depending on many factors, the main one being said member's comfort with being included. But still, as small of a thing as this might be, it genuinely made us happy to see it.

Profiles seem mostly the same, except for two new things. For one, avatars got changed a little bit. Clicking on the avatar goes to a new screen titled, "Avatar editor." However, the web version (which is the only one we use) still doesn't allow for uploading files, so if there's anything else that's new, we wouldn't know.

But also new to profiles, and something we're excited to try out, is a whole section! The message board;

Any other members can write messages on a specific member's message board. It operates pretty closely to direct messages. You can even mark them as read, however the member in question has to be logged in front in order to mark them. Typically, whenever someone comes to front, whether its been six days or six months, one of the first things we like to do is check their profile in order to ground them. So, this message board would be perfect for leaving reminders for headmates that can't be communicated with for one reason or another. And, also, the meme potential :3c

We'd also be curious if friends could also leave messages on these boards, and how that'd work. Can headmates from different systems leave messages? Can singlet friends leave messages? We're shy about sharing our Simply Plural so we might not ever know, but the curiosity is there.

There's also some new options in the options menu, such as hiding the time someone has been fronting. There's also a section called timeline settings, which we think are new but could be wrong lol

We appreciate the option to hide how long someone has been fronting. Because of our OCD, if a headmate has fronted for more than like, 24 hours, then we sorta feel compelled to keep them in front, just to "keep the streak," so to speak, and from there its quite easy to become frontstuck. Of course, having such stability in identity for a long-ish period of time can be helpful, but when we're trying to encourage headmate diversity and an active front, that can get in the way. So, hopefully, being able to just hide it will help calm that part of our brain.

They also removed a section from the Members / Front page but we forgor what's missing T_T

Annnd that's about all that we noticed. Consider the info dumped.

#plurality #pluralgang #endo safe #system sillies #infodump #simply plural #no image id

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stobinesque · 8 months

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like a moth to the flame [pt. 2]

Technically a follow-up to my first fill for the @steddiemicrofic challenge for September, but both parts can be read as standalones!

prompt: ‘charm’ | wc: 548 | rated: E

cws/tags: Vampire Steve, Sex Compulsion, Dubious Consent (definitely leaning strongly on the "Eddie is into it regardless" end of the scale, but....he's still being compelled), Blood, Transmasc Eddie (cunt and dick are used to refer to genitals), Vaginal Sex, Honorifics

smut below the cut, folks!

"Hands over your head, darling."

Eddie's hands lifted like they were on wires, yanked upright by the deft flick of a puppeteer's wrist.

"Mmm, delicious how quickly you obey my Command." The golden creature standing before him stroked a papery-smooth hand across his face. "Not every meal is as..." The man's face broke into a satisfied grin. "Acquiescent."

Eddie felt his face flame. The way the man spoke... Eddie's heart raced in his chest, and somewhere beneath the adrenaline and desire he thought there was a faint strain of fear burgeoning.

"But I think..." the man continued, taking Eddie's wrists into his own hands, and crossing them one over the other. "Yes, like that. Don't you make a pretty picture, pet?"

Eddie's head was swimming — like he'd had three glasses of his whiskey ginger rather than the two-thirds of one he actually had. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears, and he didn't know how to answer the question—

Except he did. The answer planted itself in his mind like some divine intervention. "Y-yes," he gasped, just as a long-fingered hand curled around his throat.

Eddie was gone. Tangled up in bliss. Suspended over a rocky fall.

He wanted to know the creature's name. Know exactly who to call for with trembling lips on shaky exhales and pleasured sighs.

The creature smiled. Wide and bright and insidious. A honey trap to a fly. A warm light to a moth.

"The name is Stephan," the creature said, lips stretching even wider to reveal the sharp tips of fangs. His hand tightened around Eddie's throat, whose pulse thrummed. "But you can call me Steve. Or Master if that suits you better."

A haze passed over Eddie's mind, and a drugged-out "Yes, Master," passed through his lips without conscious thought.

A twinned set of needle-sharp teeth sank into neck just as a long, thick cock buried itself in Eddie's cunt.

Eddie couldn't remember when his pants had been shoved down around his thighs. Didn't know how long he'd had his legs wrapped around the creat— Steve's waist, ankles locked at the small of his back. The last few seconds, minutes... hours? were a jumbled mess in Eddie's mind. He was hard and wet and light-headed — blood singing as it rushed through his veins to his Master’s mouth. Cunt aching to be filled and fucked and brutalized. Dick twitching for a single touch.

Eddie moaned, tossing his head back so his hair spilled over his shoulders.

"You're so sweet," Steve said, pulling away from Eddie's throat with a gasp. His lips were a glossy, wicked red. Trails of blood — Eddie's blood — ran over his chin, down his neck— and his eyes were wild. He was no longer the shining, undulating beam of light that'd drawn Eddie in. He was a beast.

A monster.

And Eddie's cunt throbbed. He fucked down onto the cock forming a bulge deep in his guts with desperate pants. Gasped out a strangled, "Fuck me," on a long, broken groan. His hips quickened as he rambled and begged. "Use me. Drain me. Feed me."

Steve chuckled, dark and sinful. "Well aren't you charming?" He leaned in close, lips brushing the curve of Eddie's ear. "Careful what you wish for, pet. You might get it."

#steddie #steddie fic #vampire steve harrington #transmasc eddie munson #steddiemicrofic #steddiemicroficseptember #read writes

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derekscorner · 26 days

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The What-If Forms

I've made a post or two about silly facts I recently learned off the wiki or youtube which are sourced from Tite Kubo's site "Klub Outside" and I made one going over just how crazy his biology is.

But I don't think we discuss the alternative scenarios enough. Ichigo is quite literally a little part of everything and he can potentially be anything in between.

And Bleach Brave Souls played around with that. For example;

Mastered Hollowfication

There's the mastered hollowfication version of Ichigo. This one is even closer to real than the rest thanks to Kubo revealing that, had Ichigo not became afraid of his powers, that his mask would've mirrored the one Hollow Ichigo wore during his Dangai training.

In essence, Ichigo could've freely wielded the form he used to kill Ulquiorra had he not gave into despair. This form here is that same concept but with an Arrancar twist of the mask broken.

Then there's this one:

100% Fullbring

This form is just what would happen had Ichigo's fullbring never been stolen or had it been recovered. It's his Soul Reaper form clad in the totality of his fullbring.

A perfect blend of Hollow & Reaper manifested via Fullbring.

It's certainly visually interesting to me but it's still not the form I find most interesting. The form I find the most intriguing is actually Quincy Ichigo.

Quincy born in Black

Just look at this concept, the implications, the possibilities. The Wandenreich showed us that quincies can be a legitimate threat to the Soul Reapers. Granted, we still don't know if the army is in physical bodies or spiritual ones.

The very fact that some of members are 1000+ years old makes it hard for me to believe they are in a living human body but ya never know.

In Ichigo's case it makes the mind race with what mixture of powers he'd have. As a "true soul reaper" in the final arc Ichigo's quincy powers only summon Blut Vene or act as a counter balance to his Hollow powers.

You could see an inverse of that here.

Imagine with Me

How would Ichigo don this form? No clue, I don't think a scenario to explain this form was ever given. Perhaps he emerges from the Shattered Shaft like this, that'd be a fun Bleach AU to watch.

This form would be quite busted as well. If he was a quincy foremost he'd have power over reishi, the ability to absorb and mold it into weaponry.

His Blut Vene wouldn't be reactive/automatic and he may even have a spiritual form. Scarier still, Hollow Ichigo is in there. He may not manifest as a bootleg zanpakuto but he's still an internal source of power.

Meaning Ichigo, as a quincy, would not only draw power from around him but from within himself. Perhaps, like Yhwach, Ichigo even forms blades and swords out of reishi to battle forgoing a zanpakuto entirely.

Hell, you could even give his quincy form unique quirks. Such as the aforementioned spiritual body or maybe Ichigo's arrows have purifying properties to them.

Imagine how confused, perhaps annoyed, the soul reapers would be to see a quincy that can freely purify hollows like they do. Their whole justification for the Quincy genocide 200yrs prior to the show (about 800yrs after Yhwach's failed first war) was because quincies utterly destroy hollows thus creating an imbalance.

A quincy with arrows that purify the same way a zanpakuto does would be a quandary for them.

Quincies & Fullbring & Reaper

Then you have this image. I assumed it was a mixture of quincy and fullbring but upon research it seems to be a quincy infused with a soul reaper powers.

Which...Ichigo kinda is that already but it seems inversed. He's not a soul reaper with quincy qualities here but a quincy with reaper qualities instead. (the dominance is reversed)

But the idea of what he'd look like with fullbring as a quincy also intrigues me. It's not as compelling to me as Quincy Ichigo since this image here is just a mix of what he's already doing but it's visually interesting.

Reaper Uryu exists btw

I've rambled all I could. There's just too little on them but the ideas are interesting and I can see how it interests people even now. No, I had no real point.

I just find Quincy Ichigo intriguing as an idea since that official work of him exists. I'd even love a Bleach AU story where he emerges from the Shattered Shaft as a Quincy instead.

But that won't happen so I'm rambled out. But hey, before I go, enjoy this image I discovered while researching. ^^^

See that? That's Reaper infused Uryu. Have a field day, bye.

#uryu ishida #ichigo kurosaki #soul reapers #quincies #bleach #bleach anime #bleached ramblings

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I've looked up different people's takes on what Deku's Quirk would be if he had a natural one. One idea I frequently come across is Heat Absorption (which combines Hisashi's fire quirk with Inko's attraction quirk). However, what if this idea was taken further? What if Deku could take the heat energy he absorbed and use it to enhance his physical abilities (like Sunspot from the X-Men comics)?

Hi Wiz! Dollar-store-quirks here, with the shadow of an idea! (I have been so drained of ideas, you don't even know). I saw a ask about Izuku inheriting a possible Fire Breath x Attraction of Small Objects Quirk and I'd like to add my two cents! as in, I have two other takes on the concept.

My first concept is a little less directly related to his parents. I'm calling it Will-o-Wisp, and it leans a little more into the psychic nature of his mother's quirk. It might work where Izuku can breath out ghostly incorporeal "fire" which he can control - that's both telekinesis and fire breath! Only when this incorporeal fire makes contact with a physical object will it turn into real fire, which he might not be able to control. There might be a maximum limit of how much ghostly fire he can control, and he might unlock the power to choose when his ghostly fire becomes physical, or some way to control his fires after they become physical (say, if some amount of ghostly fire stayed incorporeal and that allowed him to influence the physical fire).

Second, I think there's potential in a very direct mix. Let's call it Attraction of Fire. This would function by allowing Deku to draw in and control fires near him, possibly extending the length of its fuel or managing its temperature. This would depend on fire from outside sources, still leaving Deku in an underdog position for narrative reasons and requiring a lot of inventiveness to make it feasible. Fire might still burn him, giving him the same self-destructive nature as in canon. And it'd give him plenty of need for support equipment and collaboration with other heroes, which is also meaningful for story reasons. These are mostly narrative reasons why I think this is compelling quirk, but aren't those the best reasons? If someone wrote an AU with another student gaining One for All, I think this kind of quirk would allow Izuku to remain in the story in roughly the same position in Class A, power-wise.

Thanks for reading all this! I hope this is a fun addition to the discussion!

Wow, @dollar-store-quirks. Now there's a name I haven't seen in a while. Hope you're doing okay. And here's the post for any of you that are curious about it.

I'm not sure if any of these are in the cards for Izuku, at least in their entirety. I too have discussed absorbing heat for Izuku's power, but why would it enhance his body? Nothing about either parent Quirk implies that would be possible. Shooting the fire back out makes more sense because that's in line with what the father does. Izuku breathing out fire that he controls makes some sense, but having it turn intangible is such a deviation that I struggle to imagine it fitting as a power. And honestly, I don't even think he'd be able to even come close to the canon story line with that kind of power. On that note, you're final idea does have some merit. I do think attracting fires makes sense for Izuku. Heck, it's even what based his Quirk Marriage around. The thing is though that attracting fires is such a specific power that I struggle to think of anything that interesting you can do with it, let alone have it be include amongst the Heroics Course. It's good for a firefighter and that's it. There's making a character an underdog and making his power barely useful. It's why I felt the need to be as liberal as possible with Izuku's potential powers. Something that'd fit the parent Quirks, yet still make standout abilities in their own right.

#My Hero Academia #Quirks #Midoryia Izuku #Deku #Inko Midoriya #Midoriya Hisashi #MHA Meta #MHA Theory

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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year

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Dating Eyeless Jack would include (plus general Jack headcannons)

Hello hello!! Im back with another list of headcannons!! This time with EJ!! Hope you all enjoy!!

First off, he's a hermit. He doesn't like people, especially in my take of him

I personally headcannon Eyeless Jack to be more of a person being possessed/turning into a monster rather than being a monster at creation, yk? Its built off that one spin off backstory someone wrote; where Jack is in school and gets caught up in some cult stuff

Yeah that story!! I took that one and the original and mashed it up!! My idea is that Jack is still there, mostly normal but has a barely controllable hunger for flesh ++ he body deteriorates as time passes to better resemble how we all know him (grey skin, maybe sharp teeth if you hc it, ect ect)

Now that I've caught you up with my take on him, I'll continue!! Since he's in this position I feel like it'd be near impossible for him to actually. Allow himself to have a romantic relationship, or any relationship for that matter.. he feels that you being around him will put you in danger

Thats not to say my EJ is evil! Hes not, its just the funky curse that compels him to eat meat

But let's say he does find you, and lets his walls down, and you two get together

To start, he rarely takes off his mask outside of feeding times, most times he can't remember the details of; often being a blur left in his mind due to his curse

So mask kisses! Lots and lots of them! You'll have to be the one to initiate it though <\3 Jack never seemed to be the type to seek n give affection, at least to me

On the off chance you do see him without the mask, he might.. MIGHT let you actually kiss him

He's got sharp teeth, that's one reason he's nervous about kissing you for real

He also has half a dozen long, writhing, snake like tongues in his mouth. Cult rituals, amirite? I mean.. he doesn't really know.. how that'd work..

Oh before I forget to mention! My EJ is short, but stout!! 5'6 but he's got a wide frame!! Strong!! Do not tease him on his height because he will be moody for the rest of the day

Sometimes on cold days he lets you snuggle up with him inside his jacket

If he's coming to visit you, he'll be the most polite guest ever

Come over to his place, a little abandoned cabin in the woods? He'll be a good host!! Just please don't go into the room in the far right corner of the cabin 😋😋 that totally isnt where he primarily feeds 😋

I feel like he can't really eat. Normal food

Tough tiddies oh well

Actually now that I think about it my take on Jack kinda reminds me of the ghouls from Tokyo Ghoul

Anyways

Oh y/n please play with his hair!! Its nice and soft and fluffy!! He won't outright ask you to do it, but he'll send signals!!

He doesn't talk much but he's a good listener! He's not shy or anything, it's just that he's more observant and reserved. Even before.. everything that happened to him, he wasn't much of a talker

Doesn't sleep much, he doesn't really need to anymore

On nights where he isnt out.. doing his thing, he might come into your room and watch over you

Not to be creepy!! Even if it is.. creepy.. yk?

It's his own way of making sure nothing happens

He will knock it off if you ask him too though! He'll likely limit it to quickly checking in on you to make sure you're safe and sound

He's cold.. ice cold.. whether or not that deems him a not so good cuddle buddy is up to you

Takes a very very long time to warm up to affection. You'll likely have to wait for him to take the first steps, or to catch the signs, you know?

#creepypasta #eyeless jack #eyeless jack x reader #eyeless jack x you #crp #eyeless jack headcanon #eyeless jack imagine #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta imagines

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palisade 47! finalisade part 2!

truly three incredible scenes. also this is not going to be a short finalisade lmfao. probably minimum five more episodes (for a total of seven) but the sky's the limit. if they keep going at this rate of scenes, and presuming interludes/epilogue are each one scene long, that'd already be a nine episode finalisade. very exciting

brnine's scene: so glad we finally got to come back around to their attempt to recruit lattice/refrain. it's a good opener for the finale, too, for brnine to be able to make a more successful argument in favor of fighting with mbreak now that they're in the mirage. also obviously it's excellent to have a nobel ghost literally fully just haunting the blue channel now

refrain flickering between faces was really fun. friends at the table has some excellent genderfluidities. speaking of, my first thought re tm comparisons was polyphony--another town created by a shapeshifter (although changing personality rather than face) who wanted folks to come in and stay. was really interesting to me that refrain accepted the compromise of taking only the willing, which is sort of coming at polyphony's strategy from the opposite direction. refrain as archive was also really compelling to me. i like when an archive is covetous and hungry and persuasive, and constructs morality around/within itself, and is animated by preservation and interment. (chanting: WORST! PARTS! OF! MUSEUMS!)

lastly, the question of "what happens when the war's over" has been a quieter throughline in palisade (highly entangled with the whole blue channel self-sacrifice situation, cf phrygian) and it was interesting that brnine raised it to refrain. i'm curious whether that's going to come to the forefront in p3--really depends on what's going on at the end of the perfect millennium, i think.

august's scene: ahhh what a mess. delicious. really good visuals here as well--steeple catterick, clem on her big dramatic dragon, cori's new mech in action (skeleton covered in blooming flowers!), giant ink ferrets devouring the bilat front line and then vanishing and leaving only bloodstains and echoes behind... love to see it

always fun when fatt discovers an animal on air. i do think we should give the giant prehistoric otters serious consideration and also as many other giant prehistoric creatures as can fit (yes i'm still thinking abt the flash nautilus). it's thematically relevant

what did catch my attention about the ultimate result of the scene, re the iconoclasts turning indiscriminately on anyone military (thus neatly equating the bilats and the cause), is that it immediately shoves august's storyline farther in the direction of "compromised and implicated simply through the use of violence". i do wonder where august's gonna end up by the end of palisade--he's on a similar path, i think, to a couple other characters who have struggled to see beyond the war, but he's in much more of a position to be found guilty for it. does seem like he's set up to fail

cori's scene: YAAAAAAAAAY GO CORI :D what a win, what a legend. finally kissed a girl. good for her. the crumbling ballroom filled with the map of the galaxy was reminiscent of brnine and dahlia in a very fun way. "i didn't want to scare you off with my power" / "you know it's an invitation" / [blushing, stammering] "....for what"

my favorite thing about the scene was cori using perennial magic to show elle a potential future for the two of them, because it's such a perfect mirror to future's visions. like, cori can create that herself, using perennial's magic, when elle asks ("build me another dream, then" was such a tasty line), rather than the aura of future dragging it out of her. and can share it (and shape it, and rewrite it) rather than just envisioning it privately. a really interesting contrast between the two divines and their respective views on possibility

can see a one-way ticket out of the mirage being a really pivotal thing to have on the table in a few episodes. cannot wait :):):)

#fatt #palisade #palisade spoilers #fatt lb #hello world #this is long lmao #but bullet points simply were not sufficient

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fanimesenseiwrites · 5 months

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Long time no write. Not sure what compelled me to finish one of the 50 million wips in my notes, but I did. So here ya go!

Mammon was in his room counting some freshly acquired Grimm when Asmodeus burst in.

"Mammon!" Asmo screeched as he entered the room.

Mammon jumped, startled by his intrusion. "Asmo, what the hell do ya think you're doin'?!"

"What are you doing, Mammon? Counting some money?" Asmo asked, his tone sarcastic and scathing.

Mammon looked at him suspiciously. "Uh, yeah...?"

"And where did you get this money, Mammon?" Asmo asked as he walked closer towards his brother, his threatening demeanor on par with Lucifer's.

Mammon took steps back as Asmo took steps toward him. "Uh... w-why...?"

"Did you perhaps get it from selling the diamond earrings that I left on on my vanity?" Asmo's tone was suddenly very severe.

Mammon swallowed thickly, terrified that he had now been found out.

"Well... uh... yeah..." Mammon stammered.

Asmo suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled him close. "You idiot! Hoshiko gave those to me!"

Mammon stared at him briefly. "... Are ya tellin' me that those earrings are from the human world? I could've gotten twice as much for 'em..." He mused.

Mammon winced when Asmo suddenly smacked him upside the head.

"Are you even listening?! Hoshiko gave those to me to borrow."

"Oh..." Mammon finally realized how badly he had fucked up.

"Those earrings were an heirloom from their great aunt," Asmo further informed him.

"Oh......" He had fucked up even worse than he originally thought.

"Yeah, 'Oh'," Asmo mocked him. "Now you're going to go get them back." Asmo shoved him back then examined his nails to make sure he hadn't ruined them.

Mammon stumbled back a bit before catching his footing, then straightening out his jacket. "Yeah, yeah. Let's go." Mammon walked towards the door.

"Us? Why should I go with you?" Asmo asked as he perched his hands on his hips.

"Because..." Mammon looked back at Asmo. "You haven't told 'em yet; and ya don't want 'em to find out that they're gone. So ya definitely don't wanna be around when Hoshiko starts asking for 'em back."

Asmo bit his lip nervously. "... Okay let's go."

Mammon sighed coolly, glad that Asmo hadn't called his bluff.

They headed out together and Mammon led the way to the pawn shop that he had sold the earrings to.

Asmo grimaced. "A pawn shop? Really?"

Mammon looked at him. "Oh shaddup. Let's just get this over with."

Asmo huffed but followed Mammon into the shop without another word.

"Hey, hey, hey! Basal! My man!" Mammon exclaimed excitedly as he walked up to the counter.

The demon behind the counter looked up at his name being called. "Mammon, back again so soon?" He asked with a knowing grin.

"Yeah... so here's the deal," Mammon spoke as he leaned on the counter. "Those earrings I sold to you earlier? I, uh... I actually need them back."

Basal glanced at Asmo briefly. "Do you now?"

"Yeah, I do. So if we could just make a little trade, that'd be great," Mammon was trying not to sound too desperate.

Basal shook his head. "Sorry, no can do."

"What?! Why not?" Asmo exclaimed.

Basal looked at Asmo. "Because I've already sold them."

"How?! It hasn't been that long since I sold them to you," Mammon pointed out.

Basal looked back at Mammon. "One of my regulars came in right after you left. As soon as he saw the earrings he just had to have them. He didn't tell me that he knew they were from the human realm until after I had the cash in hand, sneaky bastard."

Mammon snorted. "Right, so who'd ya sell it to?"

"Nuh-uh, I'm not telling you that. They're still a loyal customer and I'm not gonna let you go and harass them," Basal insisted.

"Basal, man, I don't think you understand. I need those earrings back or my human will kill us," Mammon had stopped caring about not sounding desperate.

Basal couldn't help but grin. "Oh yeah? Did those earrings belong to your master?" He teased.

"Hoshiko ain't my master!" Mammon was quick to argue.

Asmo rolled his eyes and walked over to the counter and pushed Mammon out of the way. "Basal, sweetie," Asmo spoke sweetly as he leaned closer to the demon.

Basal raised an eyebrow. "I'm not telling you who I sold it to either."

"Why don't you look into my eyes and tell me that again?" Asmo purred as his eyes started to glow a bright pink.

Basal couldn't help but to be enchanted by Asmo. A stupid grin grew into his face. "Tell you what, beautiful?" He asked as he leaned forward a little bit.

Asmo grinned. "Tell us who you sold the earrings to."

"Oh those? I sold them to Azazel. What else do you need, gorgeous?" Basal asked, with a lovestruck look in his eyes.

"Nothing more, thank you," Asmo told him as his eyes quit glowing and he released Basal from his charm.

Mammon grinned wide. "Nice goin' Asmo!"

Basal groaned and rubbed his eyes. "What the...?"

"Yeah, yeah. Let's just go!" Asmo exclaimed as he ran out.

Mammon quickly followed him.

"So... now we just gotta find Azazel," Asmo declared.

"Don't worry, I know where he lives," Mammon told him as he took the lead.

"How do you know that?" Asmo asked as he followed him.

"I've picked Hoshiko up from his place before," Mammon answered, sounding annoyed.

"Wait, Hoshiko is friends with Azazel?" Asmo asked, suddenly worried.

"They're chemistry buddies," Mammon told him in a mocking tone.

"Mammon, that's bad."

"I know! How dare Azazel try ta swoop in and-"

"Mammon!" Asmo interrupted. "What if Azazel knows that those earrings are Hoshiko's? What if he-" He stopped when Mammon's DDD started to ring.

Mammon stopped walking and pulled his DDD out of his pocket. He paled when he saw who was calling, then slowly answered the call.

"H-hey Hoshiko, what's up?"

Asmo's eyes widened in fear when he heard Mammon say Hoshiko's name.

"Oh me? I'm out... with Asmo. We're uh... shopping!"

Asmo stepped closer to Mammon and leaned his head towards the phone to try and hear Hoshiko as well.

"You wanna go on a date? Tonight? Oh well, I'm a lil short on cash... Oh? Your treat? Well... shit, how could I refuse?"

Asmo smacked his chest.

Mammon winced and rubbed his chest but managed not to make a sound.

"What was that?" Mammon asked into the receiver. "Earrings? What earrings?"

Asmo gave Mammon a severe look.

"Ones you let Asmo borrow? Oh... lemme ask... oh look! He's wearing them now. He'll give them back to you when we get back."

Asmo sighed and ran a hand through his hair, relieved that Mammon had come up with a believable enough lie.

"Yeah, yeah... love you too, see ya later." Mammon hung up his DDD and breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, I bought us a little bit of time."

"Yeah, but we gotta hurry!" Asmo goaded.

Mammon nodded and led the way to Azazel's house.

Mammon knocked on the door when they arrived.

A yellow-eyed demon answered the door with a devilish grin. "Mammon! Ready for me to kick your ass in poker again?"

Mammon just grinned, trying to appear friendly. "Hey Azazel, how'ya doin' man?"

Azazel raised an eyebrow suspiciously. "Why're ya being so cordial?"

"Alright man, Ima cut to the chase. A lil birdy told me you just bought some earrings from the pawn shop."

Azazel grimaced. "What? You got your crows following me around?"

"What? No, its just an expression," Mammon explained.

Asmo groaned. "Azazel, look. Those earrings you bought, actually belong to Hoshiko. So we really need them back."

"Really? Damn, I wish I'd kept them now. I could've been their hero, returning their stolen earrings back to them." Azazel grinned teasingly at Mammon.

Mammon growled and lunged at Azazel.

Asmo quickly grabbed his brother and kept him from attacking Azazel. "Wait... did you say 'you wish you had kept them'?"

Mammon immediately calmed down. "Do you not have the earrings anymore?"

"Yeah, it was the weirdest thing actually," Azazel started. "So I'm headed home, and I run into the demon prince."

"You ran into Lord Diavolo?" Asmo asked for clarification.

"Yeah! Weird right? I'm like 'what's he doing on this side of town?' But he starts talking me up and I figure he's trying to be the cool prince or whatever. So I tell him I just bought these awesome earrings and he's like 'cool! Can I see?' So I show him and he's instantly in love with them, he's gotta have them. I'm not so sure but then he says he'll pay me double what I paid for them! And who am I to deny a hundred percent profit? So I sell him the earrings."

Mammon groaned. "Fuuuucccckkk..."

Asmo sighed. "Well, thanks anyways." Asmo started to walk away.

"Yeah, no worries. Tell Hoshiko I said hey!"

Mammon growled and lunged for Azazel again.

Azazel quickly closed the door in Mammon's face.

Asmo groaned. "Mammon, let's just go. We gotta get to the palace."

Mammon huffed and walked over to his younger brother as he straightened his jacket.

They started walking to the Demon Lord's Palace together.

"... look on the bright side," Mammon tried to console Asmo.

Asmo scowled at him. "What exactly is the bright side here?"

"Diavolo's not strapped for cash so there's no reason he would sell the earrings off to anyone else. The trail should end with him."

Asmo sighed. "True."

Mammon stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked quietly until they reached the palace.

Asmo went to knock on the front door of the palace when they arrived, but Barbatos opened the door before they could.

"You know it's really creepy how you do that, right?" Mammon asked him.

Barbatos just smiled at them with a smile that seemed to know too much. "Can I help you with something?"

"Yes, is Lord Diavolo here?" Asmo asked him.

"He is. Do you wish to see him?"

"We do, please."

Barbatos nodded and stepped aside so that they could walk in. "Come in and I will go announce your presence to the young master."

The brothers walked in and waited in the foyer while Barbatos went to go talk to Diavolo.

"... ya think Diavolo will be mad at us?" Mammon asked quietly.

"It's definitely a possibility," Asmo replied tersely.

Mammon pursed his lips together and nodded.

They both looked at Barbatos when he entered the room again.

"The young master will see you now," Barbatos announced before leading them to Diavolo's study.

Mammon and Asmo followed Barbatos to the study.

Diavolo was in there, sitting at his desk, working on some paperwork. He looked up when Barbatos and the pair of brothers entered.

Diavolo smiled at them. "Mammon, Asmodeus, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

The brothers looked at each other, unsure of how to approach the topic.

"So... Azazel told us that you bought some earrings off of him..." Asmo started.

Diavolo raised an eyebrow. "Now why would he tell you that?"

"Because..." Asmo looked at Mammon.

Mammon sighed. "Lord Diavolo, look. Those earrings are actually Hoshiko's, so we need them so we can give them back to Hoshiko."

"If they belong to Hoshiko then how did Azazel end up with them?" Diavolo asked curiously.

"Because he bought them from the pawn shop..."

Diavolo raised an eyebrow.

"That... I sold them to," Mammon finally confessed.

"Ah, I see." Diavolo looked at Asmo. "But how do you fit into all this?"

Asmo blushed. "Hoshiko let me borrow the earrings, and I just didn't want them to know that I lost them..."

Diavolo nodded. "Interesting... Don't you think so?" Diavolo asked as he focused his gaze beyond the brothers.

Mammon and Asmo turned around to see what he was looking at.

Hoshiko was standing there in the doorway wearing a beautiful black party dress and the diamond earrings. "Yes, very interesting," Hoshiko's tone was cool enough to send shivers down the brothers' spines.

Hoshiko walked over to Diavolo's desk and sat down on it, making sure not to block Diavolo as they did.

"Alright, what do y'all have to say for yourselves?" Hoshiko asked as they crossed their arms and their legs.

Asmo looked at Mammon expectantly.

"Asmodeus, what do you have to say for yourself?" Hoshiko asked him directly.

Asmo looked back at Hoshiko. "I'm sorry I lost your earrings but it's really not my fault, if Mammon hadn't-"

"Wrong answer," Hoshiko interrupted.

Asmo scowled. "What? What do you mean?"

"Why didn't you tell me as soon as you noticed the earrings missing?"

"Oh, well... I was afraid that you'd be upset with me," Asmo averted their eyes.

"I definitely wouldn't have been happy, but I would've been way less mad than I am right now. If you had been forthcoming with me I could've fixed this sooner, but now you're got yourself all caught up in Mammon's shenanigans and so you're in the dog house too."

Asmo whined.

Hoshiko turned their sights on Mammon. "And you," their voice was dripping with venom.

Mammon swallowed thickly. "Y-yes?"

Hoshiko just stared at him for a moment, unsure of what to say.

Mammon became more and more scared the longer Hoshiko was quiet.

Hoshiko sighed. "I don't even know where to start with you. I'll have to talk to you later." They stood up and looked at Diavolo. "Do you have anything you want to say?"

Diavolo shook his head. "You're in charge on this one."

Hoshiko nodded and looked at Barbatos. "Do you have some chores or something they can help you with?"

Barbatos grinned. "There's always work to be done."

"Excellent." Hoshiko looked back at the two brothers. "You will help Barbatos with whatever he needs help with for the rest of the night. Diavolo and I are going out to dinner."

"What?!" Mammon exclaimed, equally upset about having to work for Barbatos as he was about Hoshiko going out with Diavolo.

"But, Barbatos is just as sadistic as Lucifer!" Asmo argued.

"I know," Hoshiko replied plainly.

Diavolo smiled slightly and stood up. "Ready to go, Hoshiko?"

Hoshiko looked at Diavolo and held a hand out to him. "Yes, let's go."

Diavolo took Hoshiko's hand and led them out.

Asmo and Mammon watched them leave.

"Are we ready to get started, gentlemen?" Barbatos asked.

Mammon looked at him with a grimace.

Asmo whined.

Lucifer was pacing in the foyer of the House of Lamentation, continuously checking his DDD, when Hoshiko and Diavolo walked in.

Lucifer looked at them. "Where have you-"

"Luci!" Hoshiko exclaimed as they threw their arms around Lucifer.

Lucifer wrapped his arms around Hoshiko and studied their face. "You're drunk."

"Drunk on your love," Hoshiko sang.

Lucifer suppressed a grin then looked at Diavolo, expecting a explanation.

"They talked about you the entire way here," Diavolo told Lucifer, careful not to sound disappointed.

"I missed you!" Hoshiko told Lucifer.

Lucifer looked down at Hoshiko. "I missed you too, I was worried about you."

"I went out with Diavolo. We had dinner and then went drinking and dancing. Did you know that Diavolo has started importing alcohol from the human world down here to the Devildom?" Hoshiko spoke as they tried to dance with Lucifer.

Lucifer let Hoshiko swing his arms but didn't move his body. "Yes, I did." He looked at Diavolo, seeming a little annoyed.

Diavolo grinned sheepishly.

Lucifer looked back down at Hoshiko. "You should go get ready for bed. I want to talk to Diavolo alone."

Hoshiko pouted. "Will ya come snuggle with me afterwards?"

Lucifer smiled slightly. "Yes. Now go get cleaned up."

"Okay!" Hoshiko stood up on their toes and kissed Lucifer's cheek before sauntering off to their room.

Lucifer watched Hoshiko leave before looking back at Diavolo. "Alright, what happened?"

"I had to help Hoshiko retrieve their heirloom earrings because your brother sold them for some quick cash," Diavolo informed him as he crossed his arms.

Lucifer furrowed his brow. "Mammon stole something of Hoshiko's? He usually leaves their stuff alone."

"Well apparently the earrings were in Asmo's room when he stole them. Hoshiko had let Asmo borrow them, but then Asmo didn't tell them when he noticed the earrings missing. So he's in trouble with Hoshiko too."

Lucifer sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Where are Mammon and Asmo now?"

"At the palace doing chores under the supervision of Barbatos. Hoshiko had intended on taking Mammon out on a date tonight but obviously they didn't want to do that after they found out that he had stolen their earrings, so they asked me instead."

Lucifer nodded. "And after the day they had they wanted to drink."

Diavolo nodded. "I kept an eye on them and made sure no one took advantage of them," Diavolo knew Lucifer needed to hear that to feel at ease.

"Thank you." Lucifer ran a hand through his hair and sighed. "I'm sorry you were caught up in my brothers' nonsense once again."

"Don't worry about it. All's well that ends well."

Lucifer snorted. "If you say so."

Diavolo chuckled. "Well I'll leave you be. Have a good night."

"Good night," Lucifer replied.

Lucifer closed the door behind Diavolo before going to check on Hoshiko.

Hoshiko's bedroom door was open and music was drifting out into the hallway from inside.

"Hoshiko?" Lucifer called as he entered the room.

Hoshiko's dress, bra, and heels were on the ground, obviously left exactly where they were taken off at.

Lucifer shook his head and picked up the garments and put them away; after he finished, he followed the music into the bathroom. "Hoshiko?"

Hoshiko was sitting on the edge of the tub, face in their hands, crying.

Lucifer frowned and walked over to them. "Hoshiko?" His voice was gentle.

Hoshiko quickly wiped their eyes. "Lucifer! I... I thought you'd talk to Diavolo for longer."

"And I thought you had a good time tonight."

"I did, Diavolo is fun to hang out with..." Hoshiko didn't look at Lucifer.

"So why are you crying?"

Hoshiko sniffled, but was otherwise quiet.

Lucifer leaned over and picked up Hoshiko. "Could it perhaps have something to do with the fact that Mammon stole and sold your heirloom earrings?"

Hoshiko sighed. "Yeah..."

Lucifer nodded. "I thought so." He walked over and set Hoshiko down on the counter then took off his gloves.

"You're too smart sometimes..." Hoshiko told him as they turned off the music that was playing on their phone.

Lucifer chuckled. "Too smart?" He picked up a pink bottle that was sitting on the counter. "This one for eye makeup, right?"

Hoshiko looked at the bottle. "Yeah."

Lucifer opened the bottle and poured some of its contents onto a cotton pad. "Do you want to talk about it?" Lucifer asked he grabbed Hoshiko's chin. "Close your eyes."

Hoshiko did as they were told. "What is there to say? Mammon took something that wasn't his, again."

Lucifer hummed as he gently wiped the cotton pad over Hoshiko's eyelids. "Yes, but this time it was something of yours, which I believe is a first for him."

"I mean, he's taken like pens and pencils from me to sell once he figured out I had a fan club at RAD."

"Hoshiko, you know what I mean," Lucifer chided.

Hoshiko sighed. "Yeah..."

Lucifer threw the cotton pad away. "Now we need to wash your face."

Hoshiko opened their eyes and looked at him. "I can do it, you don't have to help."

"I don't mind helping you, especially if it keeps you from being irritable in the morning because you forgot to take off all your makeup."

Hoshiko pouted. "I don't get irritable over that."

"I once heard you and Asmo get into it because you didn't remind each other to take off your makeup after a night out," Lucifer reminded them as he grabbed a wash cloth and wet it.

Hoshiko sighed.

Lucifer ran the wash cloth over Hoshiko's face, making sure their face was thoroughly dampened. "How upset are you with Asmo?"

Hoshiko closed their eyes again. "Not terribly, I'll get over it soon enough. I'm just upset that he wasn't up front with me."

Lucifer rinsed out the wash cloth and grabbed Hoshiko's facial cleanser. "And Mammon?"

Hoshiko groaned. "I don't know... I feel like I'm a hypocrite if I stay mad at him because of how much shit I give you guys for not being understanding of his sin..."

"But...?" Lucifer knew Hoshiko had cut themself off. Lucifer squeezed some facial cleanser onto the wash cloth and then started to gently scrub Hoshiko's face with it.

"Being on the receiving end of his deviance isn't fun. I feel really betrayed, even now... Lucifer, if I didn't get my earrings back, I was ready to break our pact."

Lucifer stopped what he was doing. "Hoshiko."

Hoshiko opened their eyes and looked at Lucifer. "I know, it's extreme and irreversible but that was how I felt. I thought I was special because he hadn't stolen from me before, and it turns out I wasn't... maybe I'm just stupid and naïve."

"You're not stupid," Lucifer assured them.

"... just naïve?" Hoshiko asked teasingly.

Lucifer hummed as he rinsed out the washcloth again.

"Hey!" Hoshiko smacked his arm playfully.

Lucifer chuckled. "I have no doubt that Mammon cares for you and would not have stolen those earrings had they been in your room and not Asmo's."

"That doesn't make it hurt any less," Hoshiko argued.

"I know," Lucifer replied as he used the washcloth to remove the suds from Hoshiko's face. "I just think you should keep that in mind when you talk to him again."

Hoshiko was quiet and didn't look at Lucifer.

"I also think that you should tell him how close he was to losing you," Lucifer continued.

Hoshiko grimaced. "You don't think that seems kinda mean?"

Lucifer shrugged as he rinsed out the washcloth for the last time. "Perhaps it will shock some sense into him."

"You think so?"

"Maybe, I've tried everything at this point; the only thing that makes him any better is you."

Hoshiko sighed and nodded.

"Moisturizer?" Lucifer asked as he pointed to a particular squeeze bottle.

"That is the moisturizer, but I need the toner first," Hoshiko told him as they pointed to the clear bottle next to it.

Lucifer grabbed the bottle they pointed at and picked it up questioningly.

"Yes, that one," Hoshiko verified. "You put it on a cotton pad too."

Lucifer nodded and did as they instructed. "But this goes all over your face?"

"Correct."

Lucifer wiped the cotton pad all over Hoshiko's face.

Hoshiko smiled at Lucifer. "You're so good to me."

Lucifer kissed Hoshiko's forehead. "I know."

Hoshiko chuckled. "Alright, now it's time for moisturizer and then we're done."

Lucifer nodded and handed Hoshiko the moisturizer. "I think you can handle this one."

"Oh yeah? Ya think so?" Hoshiko asked teasingly as they took the bottle from him and squeezed some moisturizer onto their fingers.

Lucifer pinched Hoshiko's thigh. "Behave," he warned.

"But whenever I look at you, I just wanna be bad," Hoshiko told him with a grin as they spread the moisturizer all over their face.

Lucifer smirked and leaned closer to Hoshiko, placing his hands on the counter on either side of them.

"Yes?" Hoshiko asked as they started to loosen Lucifer's tie.

Lucifer glanced down at their hands briefly. "You are a brat," he declared.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Hoshiko asked with a grin.

Lucifer hummed thoughtfully. "I will-"

Then there was a knock on the door to the bedroom. "Hoshiko? Are you in there?" Asmo whined.

Hoshiko groaned. "... can I just ignore him?"

"You could," Lucifer murmured as he dragged a finger up the center of Hoshiko's torso.

Hoshiko shivered.

"Hoshiko!" Asmo whined. "I can hear you in there!"

Hoshiko sighed. "But he's only going to get more annoying."

Lucifer snorted. "Yes, he almost definitely will." He stepped back from Hoshiko.

Hoshiko slid down off the counter and headed into the bedroom to answer the door.

"What do you want?" Hoshiko asked as they opened the door.

"I wanted to... apologize..." Asmo's eyes trailed down Hoshiko's body as he realized that they were practically naked.

"... You're doing a great job," Hoshiko told him sarcastically as they crossed their arms over their chest.

Asmo's eyes snapped back up to Hoshiko's face. "I can't help that you're just so sexy," he told them with a grin, trying to save himself.

Hoshiko rolled their eyes. "Okay, I'm not really in the mood to talk right now."

"No wait, wait, wait! I really do want to apologize! I feel really bad about everything that happened earlier. I don't want you to be mad at me," Asmo whined.

Hoshiko sighed. "Look, I am still mad and I don't think I'll stop bein' mad at least until tomorrow morning."

"Oh..." Asmo teared up. "Okay."

Hoshiko frowned. "Hey, I don't want you to worry though. I just need a little more time to feel my emotions and then we can talk and it'll all be okay, okay?"

Asmo smiled slightly. "Okay."

Hoshiko smiled back. "Good night, Asmodeus."

"Good night, Hoshiko," Asmo told them before leaving and going up to his room.

Hoshiko stepped back into their room and closed the door.

Hoshiko sighed and looked at Lucifer who was standing in the doorway to the bathroom.

"I suppose I'll leave you alone to 'feel your emotions' then," Lucifer teased.

Hoshiko walked over to him and rest their forehead against his chest.

Lucifer stroked their hair. "I think it's time for you to go to bed."

Hoshiko sighed. "Yeah."

"Come on." Lucifer guided Hoshiko over to their bed, then tucked Hoshiko in.

Hoshiko smiled up at him. "I love you."

Lucifer smirked. "I love you too, sleep well." He turned and left, making sure to turn off the light and close the door behind him.

Hoshiko's sleep that night was restless and intermittent.

When Hoshiko decided to get up the next morning, they had to practically drag themself out of bed; the thought of coffee in the kitchen being one of the few driving forces behind them actually getting up.

They pulled on their robe and slipped on their sheep slippers, not caring for much more clothing than that.

When they opened their door to leave their room, they were met with a vased bouquet of Hellfire Roses and Sunflowers sitting right outside their door.

Hoshiko looked down at the flowers, then looked both ways down the hall to see if anyone was there before bending down to pick them up.

"These have got to be from Asmo or Mammon... but where did they get the sunflowers?" They asked themself quietly as they gently caressed the petals of one of the sunflowers.

They carried the bouquet with them as they walked into the kitchen, where they were greeted by the smell of breakfast being made.

Mammon was in there, currently making pancakes.

Hoshiko walked in as quietly as they could, hoping to not disturb him, but they were no match for Mammon's demon ears.

Mammon turned to look at Hoshiko almost as soon as they walked into the kitchen. "Hey! Ya found your flowers, good."

"Well, it was kinda impossible to not see them..." Hoshiko told him as they went and sat down at the island.

"Right..." he turned his attention back to the pancakes. "Well I'm making blueberry pancakes right now, but there's plenty a' breakfast already ready for ya if you're hungry."

Hoshiko looked at the spread that Mammon had already prepared, and was actually pretty impressed. They grabbed a piece of bacon and started eating it. "Oh... this isn't shadow hog. This is pork bacon, like from the mortal realm."

"Yeah, everythin' for breakfast is from the mortal realm," Mammon informed them.

Hoshiko looked closer at all the food and discovered he was right. "Oh..."

"I wasn't sure whaddya want ta eat this mornin' so I just grabbed everythin' you ever told me ya liked," Mammon's voice sounded a little shy at saying that.

Hoshiko looked at the food again and noticed that it was all only stuff that they liked. "I see biscuits... do you have gravy?"

"Yeah, it's here on the stove stayin' warm."

Hoshiko walked over to the stove and lifted the lid on the pot with the gravy in it to inspect it. "White gravy with sausage in it, good."

Mammon smirked and finished up the pancakes.

"So... how did you get all this stuff?" Hoshiko asked as they sat back down.

"I uh... did extra work for Barbatos."

"Oh okay."

Hoshiko jumped when the oven timer went off.

Mammon put on oven mitts before pulling a nearly whole salmon out of the oven.

"Wha... Is that salmon?" Hoshiko asked, thoroughly confused.

"Yeah," Mammon replied simply as he set the pan down. "There's also rice in the rice cooker and the scrambled eggs were s'posed to be omelets like you said ya dad made but they didn't quite work out." He chuckled nervously.

Realization ran through Hoshiko like a bolt of lightning, and they teared up from it. "Wait... you... you..." They couldn't hold it in anymore and just started crying.

Mammon started to panic. "Hey, wait, why're ya cryin'?" He walked over to Hoshiko. "Did I mess breakfast up?"

Hoshiko shook their head. "You did really good... but I..." They wiped their eyes even though they continued to cry. "I don't even remember when I told you about my dad making breakfast, but you did."

Mammon grinned and blushed. "Well... yeah."

Hoshiko sniffed. "... you really love me."

Mammon's blush spread to his ears. "What? No, I... The Great Mammon-" He looked away, seemingly unable to decide on how he wanted to address the accusation.

Hoshiko just watched him quietly, their crying finally ceased.

Mammon glanced at Hoshiko. "I do. I do love you."

"Then why did you take my earrings?" Hoshiko asked, almost too calmly.

"I didn't know they were yours, I swear!"

"That doesn't make it okay! You shouldn't be taking anyone's things!" They yelled as they jumped up from the stool they sat on.

Mammon took a couple steps back, suddenly afraid of Hoshiko.

"Your actions make it hard to believe your words because they so often contradict each other. How can you say you love me and your brothers and continue to cause us so much grief?!"

"But, you-" Mammon started to protest.

"Don't talk," they commanded, calling on their pact to make him be quiet.

Mammon's lips pressed against one another against his will.

"I go up to bat for you so much, I have done everything to try and help you... and I get repayed like this..." Hoshiko covered their face with their hands when they felt tears well up in their eyes again.

Mammon stepped close to Hoshiko and gently grabbed their shoulders.

Hoshiko sniffed. "Why...?" They moved their hands and looked up at Mammon, tears streaming down their face. "Why would you betray me like this?! I feel so hurt and sad and angry and... and... I wanted to hurt you, I wanted to break our pact." They looked down at the ground.

Mammon's eyebrows shot up and he squeezed Hoshiko's shoulders.

Hoshiko wiped the tears from their face. "I don't anymore, but I was really upset. I felt like I couldn't trust you so what was the point in having a pact with you?"

Mammon whined through pursed lips.

Hoshiko looked back up at Mammon. "Oh shit, I'm sorry. You can talk," they released their hold on him.

"I'm so sorry!" Mammon exclaimed as soon as he could move his mouth again. "I didn't mean to hurt ya, please don't break our pact!"

Hoshiko reached up and held his face in their hands. "I'm not going to break our pact. But you can't do this anymore."

Mammon pulled Hoshiko into a tight and desperate embrace. "I won't, I swear."

Hoshiko laid their head on his chest. "I don't just mean for me, you can't be stealing your brothers' things either."

Mammon laid his head on top of Hoshiko’s. "I gotcha, no more stealin'."

"Pft, how long do you think that'll last?" A voice quietly asked from just outside the kitchen.

Hoshiko narrowed their eyes and looked towards the door.

Mammon looked with them.

Hoshiko pulled away from Mammon and walked out into the hall, with Mammon following close behind.

Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub, and Lucifer were all in the hallway eavesdropping on the conversation.

"What in the seven hells do you all think you're doing?" Hoshiko was livid.

"Oh! Hoshiko! Uh..." Asmo looked to Satan for help.

"We were just waiting for you to finish your conversation before going in to get breakfast," Satan supplied. His tone was cool, but wavering, revealing his nervousness.

"Uh huh," Hoshiko didn't quite believe him. "Well your commentary isn't necessary." They looked at Beel. "You can go ahead and eat."

"Yes!" Beel cheered quietly before going ahead into the kitchen.

Hoshiko looked at the rest of them. "And you can all serve breakfast to me and Mammon."

Lucifer, Satan, and Asmo all grimaced.

"You can't be serious," Lucifer stated.

Hoshiko looked up at him, eyes glowing blue. "I most certainly am."

Lucifer rolled his eyes. "And what would you like to eat, Master?" His tone was venomous.

Hoshiko still grinned wide at being called 'Master' though.

Asmo looked Hoshiko up and down before going into the kitchen with a soft giggle.

"I want the scrambled eggs, rice, and salmon please," Hoshiko told Lucifer.

Lucifer looked at Mammon expectantly.

"Oh! Uh, I'll just have tha same as Hoshiko."

Lucifer nodded and went into the kitchen.

Hoshiko held out their hand to Mammon.

Mammon took it without hesitation.

Hoshiko led him to the dining room, where they took a seat at the right-hand of the head of the table.

Mammon sat down next to them.

Satan, Asmo, and Lucifer all attended to Hoshiko and Mammon, bringing them food, drink, and silverware before getting their own breakfast.

Hoshiko thanked each of them as they sat down to eat.

"I'll get you back for this later," Lucifer replied, though his tone was much more good natured than earlier.

Hoshiko chuckled. "I'm sure you will, you big softie."

Lucifer rolled his eyes before beginning to eat.

Levi and Belphie made their way down to eat after a little while.

Hoshiko looked around at their family eating and conversing, and smiled.

Mammon grabbed their hand gently.

Hoshiko laced their fingers together and leaned on his shoulder.

Mammon grinned and laid his head on top of theirs.

Hoshiko hummed happily.

#gods please do not ask me when in Hoshiko's time-line this is supposed to take place #before the Kidnapped to Hell story #that's the best I've got #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me mc #hoshiko higure #my obey me mc #om mammon #om asmo #om lucifer

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