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sunmotion · 2 years
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shivunin · 8 months
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WIP Wednesday
Thank you for the tags @greypetrel and @demandthedoodles! It might be misleading to call this part of a WIP because upon editing I fear I may have to cut this bit. But it's too funny to toss into the void and it doesn't fit with anything else I'm working on at the moment, so here's part of a letter exchange between Varric and Fenris post-HLTA.
A series of letters passed between Skyhold, a dead drop on the border between Tevinter and the Free Marches, and northeastern Ferelden: 
28 Kingsway, 9:41 Dragon
Fenris, 
Hawke is fine. 
That’s how she wanted me to open this letter, so there: Hawke is fine. In my personal, expert opinion, I think it’s bullshit. She has that look about her—the one she had after Leandra died. You know the one I mean. 
I’ll let her tell you herself, because you’ll never believe me if I try to explain. I wouldn’t believe myself, to be honest. Her trip down the mountain keeps getting delayed, but officially she’s headed to Weisshaupt. She said you’d know what she meant by it. 
Don’t bother asking me why I’m the one writing to you and not her. I asked her the same thing and she wouldn't give me a straight answer. 
As for the Inquisition: I wouldn’t bother. Sort of get the feeling there’s too many folks here you’d rather avoid. The whole “castle on a hill” thing makes this place hard to sneak away from, I can tell you that from experience. We have good people here. They’ll figure this whole thing out. 
She refuses to stick around. Said she has a promise to keep, and she wouldn’t take any coin no matter how much they offered her. Between you and me, I tried to talk her into taking it—they’re good for it, and she might as well get something in exchange for everything else, but you know Hawke. She got that look in her eyes and said she’d have the loan of a horse and nothing else. Wasn’t really sure what else I could do. 
Just—take care of her, would you? 
Your friend, 
Varric
10 Harvestmere, 9:41 Dragon
Varric, 
You are mistaken. Where is she?
—F
15 Harvestmere, 9:41 Dragon
Fenris, 
You know everything I know. Would it kill you to sign your letters properly, by the way? You have no idea how many of these things I send and receive in a day. 
She left, is all I know. Didn’t want to be too specific for reasons I’m sure she’ll explain for herself.  I’m not keeping anything from you. She said what she said and she hasn’t written to tell me otherwise. I don’t know what to tell you, Broody. Maybe go where she sent you and wait. 
Listen, I’m set to go out on a set of missions in the next few days. They’ll pass on any messages, but I might not be able to answer right away.
Your friend, 
—Varric 
18 Harvestmere, 9:41 Dragon
Varric, 
Hawke was not there. Nobody was there. Where have they put her? If you cannot give me a straight answer, I will ask you in person. 
—Fenris
And finally, an undated and unfinished letter tucked inside a writing case in a Hinterlands encampment:
Broody, 
I can’t tell you anything you didn’t read in the first letter. 
Hawke left Skyhold in one piece. If I use the Inquisition’s agents to track her down, then they’ll know where she is. She explicitly asked me not to do that. So I’m not sure what you want me
The letter ends in a large, angled splotch of spilled ink.
(Originally, this was followed by a scene where Fenris is shaking Varric by the lapels. Despite being very funny, it didn't quite fit right, either. Alas. Someday.)
Tagging (no pressure as always, lmk if you don't want to be tagged, etc.): @daggerbean @dungeons-and-dragon-age @brother-genitivi @ndostairlyrium @idolsgf @gvnseylike @palipunk
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riality-check · 11 months
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WIP Wednesday!
Thanks for the tag @stevethehairington!
Here’s how it works:
In a reblog (or new post w/ rules attached), post up to five (5) filenames of your WIPs; not titles, file names.
Post a snippet from one of them. Snippet must be words you wrote in the last 7 days. We’re posting progress here. If you haven’t made any, go make some and come back to post!
After you’ve posted, people can send you an ask with one of your file names. You must then write 3 sentences in that file. If the filename is one you can't share from (for example, an event fic), write 3 sentences on it anyway, and then 3 more on another to share.
That’s it! You can invite others to join in, or just post. If you tag me in your post, I will send you an ask request!
File names:
to rambling love and an absence of monstrosity
cowboys part 3
Dive Bars, Meddling Family, and the Metalhead Enigma
at your service bonus chap
hate sex hate sex
Snip from hate sex hate sex:
“I don’t date,” Harrington says, looking through half-lidded eyes in a way that unfortunately does something to Eddie. “But I’ll fuck you, if you ask nice.” It takes everything in Eddie not to mouth the second half of that along with Harrington. He’s heard those exact words from too many people on the street in giggled gossip or straight-up bitching to their friends. Everyone knows Steve Harrington doesn’t date. “You don’t have to worry about that, Harrington,” Eddie says. “I’m fundamentally undateable.” It’s true. Eddie’s got no interest in that shit, not when he knows intimately that love means a whole lot of misery for everyone involved. “And,” he says, leaning in close to Harrington, “I think we both know that I have no interest in being nice to you.”
No pressure tagging: @hexiewrites @henderdads @hammity-hammer @maxinemaxmayfield @maxineholtzmann @sharpbutsoft @hellsfireclub and whoever else wants to!
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13urningstars · 1 year
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| Rules and bio
| Interest checker
| The appartment
| Impotant tags [ Gen | Verses | ships ]
18+ NSFW/NSFT: @13urningsecrets
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Other TF blogs: @thehumanhalf | @therouguestm | @bots4life | @concommand | @lcstandfound | | @twogirlsoneworld Canon TF blog: @rocknrollwrecker
Wakfu oc crackblog : @fireburntbread Hazbin hotel oc: @plxgue4two (current main) Star wars OC blog: @noturnurse (second main) Captain Laserhawk multimuse blog: @gardezofedez Multimuse Canon blog: @dreamjumps (WIP) Multimuse OC blog: @dr3amr1ft (Major WIP)
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List of things to do:
retag all posts
delete some posts/unused memes
reformat some of my old posts
update the lore
Finish cherr's undated ref sheet from 3 months ago
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theelderhazelnut · 1 year
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WIP Whenever
Tagged by @black-dragon-posting
   I put down the white, bone china plate with so much caution as if the slower I worked, the more everything would be arranged as I exactly wished. The tradition which the set of dishes I opted were loyal to was on the totally opposite polar of the dim decoration of the dining hall. I always believed that beauty can often be found in diversities, and this fact about me he explicitly adored.
   I scanned the gigantic table before me for an appropriate spot for the long black candles in my hands. Black candles breathed life into my memories of grievous ceremonies in my childhood and adolescence, but in spite of that, the quote “black is the happiest color” had been engraved in the beyond walls of my mind. And with this very color I had plans for celebrating his “undated” birthday.
Tagging: @vivilovespink @scentedcandleibex @poisonedtruth @aliyaaaepel3 @roofgeese @unpetitoiseau @confidentandgood and anyone else with a wip
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fracktastic · 7 months
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As someone who has a bio degree, I am wildly curious about Botanical Improvization. lol
it's a world-building and character-building exercise that may or may not make it into an eventual prequel for my main WIP, all set on New Caprica. It started out with a scene of Maya and Laura discussing haircare options and Laura trying to use a local plant to make gel to get ready for a date/undate with Bill. I'll post an excerpt when I get home if there's interest
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tapedsleeves · 1 year
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for the WIP game, tripped and fell on you if you haven't done it already (if you have, haunted max AU, I always love the imagery you post for that one!)
hiiiiiii, I haven't done any of them yet so you're good gonna put them under a readmore so ppl don’t gotta scroll
tripped and fell on you - the hookup to enemies to lovers 6167 (Mark Stone/Max Pacioretty) au where!!! for some reason, the summer before Mark gets drafted, he hooks up with max for like. three days straight, and THEN they have their whole like. thing where they're rivals (mutual rivals, even) and then they both end up in Vegas.
Mark is 18 in this fic and Max is about 21:
But Max isn’t storming off in a huff, rolling his eyes and muttering like the other people who have decided he wasn’t worth their time have done before. He’s dragging Mark along, hand warm and firm on Mark’s wrist. He doesn’t look angry - well, more angry than strong eyebrows and a serious face does in general, anyway. It’s a serious face, Mark thinks, but no less pretty for it. His lashes are long and dark, fanning over his cheeks when he blinks. 
Max looks over, acknowledging Mark’s attention with a small upturn of his mouth. Mark thinks, a little stupidly, that he’d probably follow Max anywhere, right now. 
Max doesn’t drag him all the way back to the parking lot, instead stopping short at the narrow opening between two buildings. He stops abruptly, so Mark almost topples over him, but Max reroutes his momentum and pushes him into the narrow alleyway. 
Before his mouth can form any protests, Max has him pressed against the brick wall, rough against his t-shirt. Max lets go of his wrist, and instead moves to put one hand behind Mark’s neck, and the other on his shoulder. He looks at Mark, almost eye to eye. 
“Uhm.” Mark finally says. His brain stalling out on what Max’s plan is. Mark’s blood is thumping through his brain, a one word refrain - kiss kiss kiss. 
and, just for kicks: the haunted max au! (titled tentatively, no home for a hollow man) I have so so little of this one actually written. it's mostly just vibes in my head lol. (a 6167 hanahaki/half amnesia (part of the surgery to remove the flowers also erased the memories of the person Max loved) heavy on the angst! Max thinks, very truly, that he's haunted. This part is from where Max reads Mark's journal, and then, later, after they become nameless pen pals.
Mark’s Journal, excerpted, page 6, undated. 
It’s all supposed to be fine, you know? It’s always been fine before. People come and go, good people, bad people. Exceptional people. It’s never felt like this, though. Like a hole in my chest. Like a blind spot that I don’t even remember is there until something hits. Or doesn’t. 
I hate it. 
There, I admit it. I know Kelly is my friend, but he made a stupid decision. A series of them, culminating in the dumbest decision of them all like a big avalanche of shit. 
And the only person I want to talk to is the one person I can’t talk about.
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Max looks at the letter, holding the paper in his hands. He can see where M had scribbled something out - can feel the indentations on the paper, and read what had been written underneath. 
“I love him. I know he’s right there, but he’s gone. And I still love xxx him.” After that, the letter had picked up back where it left off, talking about the Vegas Powerplay, and how it seemed to be limping along. The part that was marked out with x’s was impossible to make out, the paper so saturated with ink it had warped and almost torn. 
Max thinks about that crossed out line, and grabs a pen. 
I don’t know you, which makes this easier to tell to you than anyone else: It feels like I died, but my body kept going. Am I even here? I must be, because I’m writing this letter. But am I the same as I was? I’m not even sure what happened to me. Every time I try to think about it, all I can see is how I am now, like a two-way mirror. Is he on the other side watching the things I do? Does he look at me and see the way that I am? Is this what he wanted? Does he know why I feel so empty? Did he feel whole? 
Was he happy? If he was, why am I like this now? 
The doctors say everything looks fine, normal, good. Every time they say that, I see the pity in their eyes. Poor Max, he survived. That’s not how it usually goes, I don’t think. 
I hate not knowing how things were and still missing them.
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minisugakoobies · 2 years
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Oooooo I’m intrigued by so many of your WIP titles!! 😍 But I think I may need to hear some more about Imaginary Jin 👀
Ahh, Allison, this is a fun one! Jin is reader’s childhood imaginary friend, who returns unexpectedly one night after she’s had yet another awful date. She blames him and his (wonderful) terrible trove of dad jokes and puns for making her undateable, saying he wapred her sense of humor, so he offers to be her wingman and help her find love. Cue lots of bad jokes and awkward dates, until they find The One! 💕
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WIP update/re-intro
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@[Image description: a book cover mockup with a photo of space, with bright stars and a purple nebula in the background. In the center of the cover, "The Foolish, Foolish Stars" is written in big, white letters, and "Len Bell" is written in smaller letters at the bottom. /end ID]
What is TFFS?
TFFS is an experimental project of mine, where I write a short chapter of about 400/1000 words (something of a vignette, if I'm using the term correctly) every day and post it. I check the grammar, proofread it a couple of times, and sometimes bother one of my friends to beta read, so there is some level of quality (hopefully).
There is currently a total of 5 posted chapters and 3.4k words, the final length estimated at about 11k. I may take breaks if I need them, but for now, I haven't missed a day.
What is it about?
The story is a sci-fi and a fantasy, but not a sci-fi fantasy mix - rather, there's a sci-fi narrative and a fantasy narrative. The sci-fi narrative is that of a court Jester being abducted by aliens to rule an intergalactic empire (but there's a twist here), and the fantasy one is about a court magician trying to rescue them.
What are the story's themes/genres?
Even though it comes in sci-fi/fantasy stripes, there is a connecting genre! Comedy is anywhere and everywhere in this story.
Tropes!
| absurd horror/absurd comedy | friends to still friends | court intrigue | sci-fi empires | high-fantasy worlds | cosmic horror (but in a comedy way) |
Featuring:
| Enby protagonist | all-LGBTQ+ cast | POC main characters |
Links to posted parts:
Chapter 1 (1166 words)
Chapter 2 (442 words)
Chapter 3 (500 words)
Chapter 4 (692 words)
Chapter 5 (609 words)
Chapter 6 (720 words)
Chapter 7 (718 words)
Taglist (contact me to be added/removed!): @viskafrer @47crayons @apocalypsewriters @drippingmoon @chazzawrites @wizardoface @drbibliophile @dragon-with-a-pen @writeblrfantasy @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @seas-dubh @indecentpause @abalonetea
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*.✧ {W I P} *.✧
With a smile plastered on his face, a bouquet of freshly cut roses oh his hand, and a diamond ring in his pocket that he had bought two weeks earlier, he started to head out to the flower field where they shared their first kiss.
There, he saw them, perfect as always. Déjà vu struck him as they were wearing the same outfit they wore on their first date. “It was just like yesterday,” he thought to himself while fastening his pace.
“Hey, it’s a perfect day for a picnic isn’t it?” they greeted him when Solomon was close enough. “Yes, but not as perfect as you,” he complimented them as he handed the bouquet of crimson red roses. “Thank you, you shouldn’t have,” they replied with a giggle while smelling the flowers. “But that wouldn’t be romantic at all now, wouldn’t it?” He jokingly questioned them while moving in to sit next to the other. They just replied with a hum and rested their head on their partner’s shoulder.
Silence filled the air for a few minutes until they spoke at the same time, in attempt to break the awkwardness. They both laughed and insisted for the other to go first. And finally, after minutes of debating, they both agreed on saying their announcements at the same time.
“I want to spend my forever with you”
“I want to end it here”
Both of them looked at each other with surprised faces, not expecting that, those words would come out of each of their mouths. They had opposite intentions; one to continue and the other to end.
Edit: unfortunately, due to lazy reasons, this'll remain as a wip. F O R E V E R
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parcai · 3 years
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so i found katniss everdeen from february 17th, 2014 (10 years old), and that’s the one i’m gonna redraw first <3 just finished sketching out proportions 🥰
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keekotreecko · 3 years
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thewritingginger · 3 years
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Obey Me! Brothers React: Baby?!?
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This is a VERY old request that I actually found I had when scrolling through my blog lol
I liked it so much so I did the thing. It also gives some fluff between all the sin I have in my WIPs 
Enjoy~
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Lucifer:
Probably the calmest out of the bunch
“Are you okay?” “I’m prepared to take responsibility and make sure you’re happy.”
Makes sure you have your doctor appointments and goes with you
Very attentive to your needs
Over all he is pretty organized and prepared . . . on the outside
On the inside he’s a bit of a hoverer, but never too obvious. Just kinda stands to the side and observes,”just in case” you are carrying precious cargo afterall
Also he won't say it outloud but seeing your growing belly makes his pride shine the most and very territorial of you more than usual You are his and everyone will know
Kinda low-key didn’t not-not try to impregnate you but you didn’t hear that from me…
You and lucifer ended up having a Baby Boy Great another boy in the house
“Am I just destined to be surrounded by boys my whole life?” “I can always try to give you a girl. Just tell me when.” 😉
Yeah you’ll probably wait a year or two to actually plain for another baby, that is if Lucifer doesn’t “if it happens it happens”you again and BOOM baby #2 smh
Not as strict as one may think when thinking of Lucifer’s parenting style
Mammon definitely has something to say about that 
Does like to try and keep to a daily schedule of when they not just eat and sleep but also scheduled play and study time when they get to that age
Mammon:
He may need an ambulance
JK but he is a bit of a nervous wreck
Wait till he finds how birth works
But after the initial shock he is still worried about you
Maybe a bit overbearing
“Mammon, I can walk! I’m pregnant, not crippled.” “What? I can’t carry you around for no reason now?”
You end up having a Baby Girl
Cue panic mode!
Must protect baby girl at all costs Daddy mode engaged!
“My Love, you don’t have to watch her all night. She’ll be fine.” “I don’t know that!”
That dad that gets upsetty spaghetti if a “snot-nosed brat” messes with his perfect daughter on the playground
Leviathan:
Levi.exe has stopped working
Try turning off and turning on and try again later
Wasn’t ready for you to say it
I mean sure you guys do do the do, bUt hOw?!?!?
“Can we go back?” “Levi this isn’t a video game level.”
Don’t get him wrong he’s not mad just scared!
He’ll get into it after he has time to process it 
“I guess it would be nice to have another player when your busy.”
Started “practicing” with a life simulator game
You and Levi had a baby boy!
Games galore! 
When your little boy is still a baby obviously he can’t play video games with Levi but Levi has surprisingly really liked playing peek-a-boo
You do find Levi with your son on his chest as he plays video games most of the time when he’s watching him 
Satan:
Is about tied with Lucifer on the calm factor
Actually knew before you told him
“How the heck did you know, I just told you.” “Your period was late.”
Read all the books he can find on parenting and newborns in both humans and demons
You kinda wished he didn’t read so much because it went from ‘just wanting to cover all bases’ to being a bit of a worry wart and always “helping” you and “informing” you
Can you say Papa Bear!!! VERY protective!!!
Will damn near bite someone's head off if they bump into you especially w/o apologizing
Reads and/or plays music for the baby every night
“They say they can start to hear and recognize things in the womb at about 18-24 weeks. I have so many books I’d want to show them so might as well start early.”
Finds himself talking to and kississing your belly when your asleep late at night
“I promise I’m gonna make sure I’m the best Dad for you!”
Does touch your belly though everytime he kisses you
You and Satan had a Baby Girl
Truely a Daddy’s girl! She definitely has him wrapped around her little finger
He denies it but it’s true lol
Checks under the bed for “the scaries” every time she asks 
“You know Daddy will always protect you!”
Obviously the one to teach her to read and write. Making sure they get at least 30 mins of reading time together where they take turns
You’ve walking into the library many times to see Satan laying on the couch with your daughter on his chest, both asleep
At some point he finally admitted to you that he’s scared to “let her go”
He wants his baby girl to be his baby forever but he knows sadly she has to grow up but he hopes that when that happens they still have their book discussions and reading time together
It’s how he bonds with her the most.
Okay. Okay. I’ll stop cuz we should know I love Daddy Satan so I’ll stop before i get out of hand lol
Asmodeus:
OMG A NEW DOLL TO DRESS UP!!!
Ok but really he is excited
“With my charm and your cuteness, this child is gonna be the most sought after person in devildom.”
The day you told him he started preparing their room. Filling the room with bins of stuffed animals and toys
And clothes. Lots and lots of clothes.
“Asmo we don’t even know the gender yet.” “That’s ok! What ever we don’t use I guess we’ll just have to make another for those.”
He is gonna be in for a rude awakening literally when the baby comes
Say goodbye to your beauty sleep Asmo 
You and Asmo had a Baby Girl
When he found out you were having a girl, demon lord help this new doll baby
Dress up everyday 
Loves parading her around in his arms or the stroller
“Excuse me, Princess coming through!” 
Beelzebub:
Telling him you were pregnant made him really happy!!!
“I wouldn’t want to do this with anyone else.” “You’ll be the best mother.”
Of course he was nervous but he had you and you always knew how to make him feel better
And when the stress of the actual baby came up he just focused on what he did know
Snacks. Snacks. & more Snacks!!!
Your pregnancy cravings were arguably the easiest part of your pregnancy for him because he was always down to go get them for you it also gave him an excuse to get more snacks for himself too and he got to try all your favorite snacks and weird concoctions you’d want.
You and Beel had surprise, surprise. Twins!!!! Fraternal Twins to be exact, a boy and a girl
One baby was scary enough but, multiply it by two!?!? Oh nelly.
But Beel really has a way to calm you.
Divide and conquer is your modo
He’ll bathe and clothe them and you feed them Beel has helped with the feeding but somehow the food seems to disappear rather fast and the rest you share and tag in and out of
Belphegor:
Baby?!?!?
I’m sorry. He must have heard you wrong.
Maybe he is still asleep and this is a dream
But nope. It’s not! You are tellin his face that he had accidentally put a … baby… inside you…
“Are you really pregnant?” “Yup” “I’m telling you right now I’m getting rid of it if it interferes with my sleep.”
Yeah… that didn’t happen :)
He lost sleep, yes. But although annoyed he was even shocked with how attached?!? He was to the child
Oh you had a boy!
You thanked the heavens for not “gifting” you with twins
A plus is your little boy takes after his father when it comes to sleep
Altho he’s still a baby so restless nights are still very much in your future 
Belphie gifted him his very own special pillow :3 He was sick of his kid stealing/hogging his
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I kinda went into them as parents bit oops  I got too excited lol
Maybe I can do more Daddy AUs in the future if that’d interest anyone.
I hope you enjoyed reading this, I really liked writing it.  I can’t be the only one obviously that really likes Daddy AUs :3
I love the fluff and I hope you do too :D
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Love is A Liar’s Game - Chapter 1. “Hell Hath No Fury”
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Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: F/M, Gen, Multi
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Characters: All the Brothers and Undateables, Original Main Characters, other Original Characters 
Pairings: Lucifer x F!OC, Mammon x F!OC, Levi x F!OC, Satan x F!OC, Asmo x NB!OC, Beel x F!MC, Belphie x F!MC, Diavolo x NB!OC, Solomon x NB!OC
Additional Tags: LONG FIC, multiple mcs (one is disabled, one is plus-size, and one is nb), humor, sexual humor, sexual content, implied sexual content, slow romance, enemies to friends to lovers, rivals to lovers, angst and romance, angst with a happy ending, heavy swearing, (eventual) suicide attempt and brief hospitalization resulting from it, religious cults, religious manipulation, emotional manipulation, depictions of gaslighting, deception, betrayal, violence, canon-typical violence, family trauma, abusive families, drug use, recreational drug use, polyam mcs (each mc dates three boys), and most importantly, THESE BITCHES TOXIC!!!!!!!! If you don’t like problematic characters (who do get character development I promise, but they will always remain Kinda Assholes), this is not the fic for you!!!!!
Summary:  "The Charas" are a clique of three best friends, MC, Y/N, and OC--real names redacted--who live their lives manipulating and scheming their way through life, with great success. The epitome of "Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss", MC is the leader, wild child, and most importantly, a very successful business lawyer who can provide the funds (and the sweet talk) to get them out of anything, OC is a Belle-Delphine-like Kawaii Streamer/Cosplay Model/Sugar Baby with a seemingly endless amount of simps to do her bidding, and Y/N is the goth girl Intel with a violent temper who can hack her way into anything, either by computer...or with a crow bar. When MC learns of the human exchange student program at RAD, they see it as the perfect opportunity to pull off the ultimate scam: seducing the demon rulers of hell and taking the throne.
However...there might be more complications to this love game than any of The Charas bargained for.
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A/N: You ever wish the canon MC was a little meaner? A little wilder? A little less fearful and more at home surrounded by scummy demons? Are you tired of being nice? Do you wanna go apeshit? Then this is the fic for you!
anyway WOW I'M SO EXCITED TO SHARE THIS!!! This is the first long project I've posted that isn't my main WIP in YEARS!!
So, my friend Akina got me into the game Obey Me back in May '21 and, at the time, the MC of the game seemed so passive and either scared or uninterested in being in the Devildom, and we would joke that that was completely the opposite of how we felt like playing it, like....yes of COURSE we wanna seduce demons and run Hell, hello???????? At the same time, when we would play together, we would be making a lot of funny jokes and commentary that I thought was writing gold tbf. So, instead of making self-inserts like I literally always do in my fandoms, I decided to challenge myself and combined the two ideas to create--as Kina affectionately calls them--"The Powerpuff Girls of Sin". Three MCs that are simultaneously badass icons but also terrible people that would feel completely comfortable and unbothered surrounded by demons. Y/N and OC are both their own characters and also avatars for Kina and I to project some of our funny gameplay and narrative wants (and of course specific demon brother thirst :p), whereas MC is completely original and their own unique character. I named them "The Charas" and made their initials the common Dating Sim placeholders mostly just to make a funny tongue-in-cheek fandom joke. Most of the ideas for these characters came about just because I thought it'd be fun, so I hope you have fun with me! ^_^
On that note, there are a few things I'd like to address from a writing standpoint. First, I have a lot planned for this fic. My goal is for this to take place throughout the entirety of season 1 and hopefully season 2. As such, plan for this to take me awhile. I mentioned before that I have a main WIP, which is a mainstream YA series I'm working on publishing, and it does take priority in my life, so unfortunately updates for this fic may take awhile. In the tags, it warns of a suicide attempt, but that won't be until very close to the end of season 1, so you have a bit before you have to worry about that. I plan on putting a warning on the chapter before it happens as well as the chapter of, so you'll have ample warning. I'm also gonna do my best to write it in a way that you can skip the chapter all together and still know what's going on after.
Another thing I wanted to address because I'm concerned that people might misinterpret: While I write the Charas and refer to them as toxic people, I want to say right now that no one is toxic because of the job they have, identities they have, or recreational activities they enjoy. I consider them toxic because of their actions toward other people. OC being disabled and a sex worker, MC's very active sex life, and Y/N being plus-sized and a drug user are not what makes them shitty people and I'm completely comfortable telling you that none of those things are changing during their character developments. There are stories that exist where people get "fixed" in order to signify positive character growth, but I assure you that if you're expecting something like that here, you've got the wrong author. I included those things into their characters as either things I interpret as badass and empowering or things I interpret as being completely neutral but deserving of more fun rep!!!!!!!
Last thing I promise: MC uses she/they pronouns and I'm trying something a little different to depict that! MC typically refers to themselves with 'she' pronouns, so internal narration will reflect that when the chapter is supposed to follow more of their pov, but they prefer other people refer to them with 'they' pronouns, so all the other characters (and preferably me and the audience!) will be using those. I don't know if this will stick! It's honestly my first time trying duo-pronouns, so that method might be too confusing! We'll have to see how it goes! This is one of the things I'm open to feedback on, so feel free to let me know what's working and what isn't.
Alrighty, I'm gonna stop talking now! I promise the other notes won't be this long, but thank you for reading if you got this far! Once again, I hope you enjoy the fic. I'm very excited to finally introduce these characters, as they're quickly becoming some of my favorites I've made in my writing journeys, and I can't wait to ramble about them with you further within the fandom!!
Have fun!!!
(also you can read on ao3 here!!!)
“Are you satisfied
with an average life?
Do I need to lie to make my way in life?
Are you satisfied
with an easy ride?
Once you cross that line,
will you be satisfied?”
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There was nothing MC loved more in life than a little revenge.
The rush. The catharsis. It was all a divine experience. But her most favorite part would have to be the look on her victims' faces. Lawyers, doctors, politicians. They all thought they were so smart. They thought their secrets were safely guarded to their chest. But everyone talks too much when they're high on the right stuff, or on the edge of an orgasm, or when they thought they were in love. And everyone of them—no matter how prideful, successful, or powerful—crumbled with the same face. Hopeless. Despair. A sniveling animal trapped under her heel. Her banking firm would own them and their assets until the day they died. Sometimes even longer. It never failed to make a girl need a change of panties.
She couldn't wait to see the Demon King and his Court with the same expressions.
The bright light of the sun danced against the glass windows of the quaint outdoor cafe they'd found along the docks. For her plan to work, MC would need both of the other Charas on her side. She could never run a full scam without her Soul Mates after all, as she lovingly called them. Y/N, the middle member of their clique, stared at her flatly from across the table. Despite the dark sunglasses shielding her round, fair-colored face, MC could feel the cool judgment of her grey-green eyes. Their last remaining member would be pulling in on a yacht shortly. Until then, MC had taken the time to convince the most skeptic of their group to her plans.
Y/N ashed her cigarette on the ground. "So, I have a question."
"Shoot!"
"Are you out of your fucking mind?"
MC frowned, her full, glossy lips sagging into an exaggerated pout. "You don't like it?"
"I'm sorry. Did you think I would be thrilled to go to Hell and try to run a scam on literal bloodthirsty monsters?" Y/N said. "I know you think you're immortal, Em, but they actually are."
"Oh, please, anyone who's watched a horror movie knows a Demon's weakness." MC rolled her eyes.
"A lesser Demon. You wanna go after the fucking King!"
"Prince, actually." MC smugly popped a french fry in her mouth. "My sources tell me the King's let his son take the reigns while he plays dead for a little while or something. Perfect time to strike."
"Who do you have looking into this? Em, if you're traced—"
"Girl, please unclench," MC groaned. "Do I look like an amateur? All I did was date some occult fanatic for awhile. They info-dumped the whole thing."
"This isn't a game."
"Everything's a game, love. And I always win." When Y/N gave her another flat look in response, MC huffed and aggressively dipped another fry in ketchup and mayo. "Y'know. Speaking of occult fanatics. I'm surprised you're being so negative about this when I've never known anyone as obsessed with it as you. Your goth ass has been thirsting after a pact the whole time I've known you."
Y/N's pentacle necklace glistened against her black turtleneck-and-dress combo. She had her elbow up on the table, with her face propped against her hand. "That's why I know what they're capable of."
MC's face suddenly darkened. "And I don't?"
A tense silence fell between the two of them. Y/N's face softened, and she awkwardly picked at the few cheese curds remaining on her plate. When she spoke again, her voice was quiet.
"...I didn't mean it like that." Ah, the Ennie special. An indirect apology. It was the best her pride would allow.
A small smile returned to MC's face. "I know. It's okay. I just don't want you to think I haven't been putting work into it. This is all I've been thinking about, and I really believe it's the right thing for us to do."
Y/N sighed, but turned back to her unfinished plate thoughtfully, absently popping a lone cheese curd in her mouth. Before the silence could get too oppressive, she spotted a large yacht pull up in the corner of her eye. It was giant, gaudy and sleek, as compact as a yacht could be—the telltale sign of a wealthy man in a mid-life crisis. OC's specialty. With an eye-roll, Y/N nodded toward the obnoxious vehicle.
"Cece's here." She rose from the table with her announcement. MC clapped her hands excitedly and moved with much more enthusiasm.
She tossed some money on the table—much too much for what they ordered, but she couldn't be bothered—and lead the way toward the docks, Y/N trudging behind her. Once the boat pulled in, a lady in a very tacky looking maid outfit—roughly about their age. Maybe slightly younger--anchored it and stepped onto the dock.
"Friends of the mistress, I presume?" Her tone was perfectly polite, but her tight smile made it obvious she did not get paid enough to put up with this. When the other Charas confirmed, she nodded. "I'll let her know you're here. Please follow me."
The two of them stepped onboard and followed the woman toward the deck. There were already mimosas waiting for them, along with cozy seating and ocean views. MC didn't waste time making herself comfortable. Y/N loitered around a bit, checking out all the bougie features. The woman cleared her throat.
"The mistress will be out shortly." And with that, she returned to the interior, closing the glass doors behind her.
As soon as she was gone, Y/N turned to MC. "A maid outfit!?"
"Listen, she doesn't date them for their class." MC was hardly bothered. She sipped lightly on the drink while not-so-subtly trying to catch another glimpse of the maid.
Y/N noticed and scoffed.
"You are unbelievable. Truly."
"Aw, Ennie. Jealousy's a disease. Just cause you're not getting any..." she sipped her drink coyly.
"I'm not jealous," Y/N snapped. She dug in her purse until she found a lighter and something else. "The only companions I need are Sal...and Larry."
She took out a vape pen and wiggled it fondly. “Or Chibi-Larry, in this case.” It was designed with one of those cartoon girls she was always watching. Annie Mae? MC tended to tune out when she started talking nerd. Y/N took a rip from the pen, and by the time she blew out, the last remaining Chara was finally posing in the doorway.
"Hiiii!" She already had a mimosa in one hand while her other rested on the joystick of her wheelchair. The maid was right behind her, albeit irritably.
"There she is!" MC grinned.
"What's with the get-up?" Y/N nodded toward the youngest's outfit, or lack thereof. She was wrapped up in a fluffy white rob and fuzzy slippers, with her dark coily fluff of curls tucked away in a towel.
"I just got up." OC shrugged, moving to park at the table with the others. Now it was MC's turn to raise an eyebrow.
"It's 4pm."
OC smirked. "I worked an all-nighter."
Y/N made a sound of disgust while MC snickered knowingly. OC pulled a cell phone from her pocket—her holy grail—and started typing at a rapid rate, her pastel acryllic nails tapping against the screen, all while taking another sip from the champagne glass. The pink cover of the phone was decorated with cutesy decos of cupcakes and candy. Today, anyway. She changed it as often as her hair and nails.
"So," OC spoke while typing. It was unlikely she'd look up from the screen again. "Where're the goods?"
Y/N cleared her throat and glanced carefully toward the maid. She kept a polite distance in the doorway, but she watched the three of them like hawks. They could see her unamused expression from here. OC finally looked up to follow their stares.
"Oh! My bad," she said. She waved her hand dismissively. "That'll be all, Jeeves! You can go."
The act fell sharply from the woman's face. "That's not my name."
"Whatever it is, then. Buh-bye!" OC waved again, this time with a plastic smile. Her face suddenly lit up. "Oh! But actually, could you make us some pancakes? With whip cream, strawberries, and lots of maple syrup and butter? Thanks, you're a doll."
By the worsening look on the woman's face, she must've preferred 'Jeeves'. "Ma'am, I do have to say that the master had specific instructions not to move far from his original docking space. And I don't believe you were permitted to keep visitors."
"Truly, Cece, have some compassion! The woman's only trying to do her job," MC spoke with fake outrage, sliding out of her seat. She walked to stand in front of the maid, once again taking her wallet out of her jeans and presenting a ridiculously fat stack of cash.
She could hear Y/N hissing at the table, "Why do they just carry all this cash on them?!", but she ignored her.
"How about a little incentive for all the hard work you do? I'm sure whatever geezer she's shackin' up with doesn't pay you nearly what you deserve." MC held the money temptingly. She also coyly looked the woman up and down. "I wouldn't worry about your boss. Whatever he's paying you, I could double it, easy. I could probably think of a few ways we can get you out of that silly outfit too. If you're interested."
The woman's eyes were already wide at the bribe. "Yeah, okay." Her professional act dropped, and she snatched the cash out of MC's hand. But at the flirting, while she didn't look particularly impressed, there was an undeniable tiny smirk on her face. "But I'll stick to the cash for now, thank you very much."
MC smirked back. "Have Cece give you my number if you change your mind."
She turned back to join the other Charas while the maid pocketed the cash. The woman closed the glass doors with a considerably more friendly face. "Enjoy your meeting! I'll start working on those pancakes right away, miss."
As MC sat back down, OC briefly glanced up from her phone to frown at her. "Do you honestly have to fuck the help every time I get a new sugar deal?"
"Do you honestly have to pick the scummiest fucks to work with?" Y/N said back.
"But scummy fucks bring in big bucks!" OC spoke in a sing-song voice.
"What's this clown's name anyway?"
"I don't know, I just call him Daddy."
"At least me sleeping with the help gives them incentive not to snitch on you when they catch you stealing his shit," MC teased.
"Hey, Chara rule #8, it doesn't count if you're stealing from rich people."
"We are rich people," MC said.
"Speak for yourself," Y/N whined.
"Oh, don't worry, Ennie! A couple more months modding my streams and messages, and we'll get you back on track!" OC patted her friends' thigh encouragingly. Y/N leaned her head back against the chair, so she was staring at the sky.
"If I gotta read one more of your simps' pathetic, cum-soaked messages I'm gonna throw up."
"Well, if someone wouldn't have needed a fancy lawyer..." MC teased. "How are those anger management classes treating you?"
"I will kill you, Em."
She giggled playfully, a daring gleam in her eyes. "Not good I guess. All the more reason for us to go through with this!"
She pulled a piece of paper out of her purse and slammed it on the table. The others leaned closer to get a better look. It was the application to the freshly announced student exchange program for the Royal Academy of Diavolo, the university all demonic denizens of the Devildom were required to attend. MC already took the liberty of filling out their information. According to the televised announcement, the goal of the program was to finally bring the three realms together after eons of isolation. They wanted two students from each realm: two Humans, two Angels--and each new student would be spending a full year down below. The ultimate goal? No more borders. Humans, Angels, and Demons would live in harmony. Their kind would have full access to the Human world for the first time in existence.
And MC would sooner die.
All that was needed to complete the application were Y/N and OC's signatures. OC clapped eagerly. Y/N pulled the paper closer, inspecting it thoroughly, as expected. MC pulled two pens out of her purse and layed them neatly on the table. OC grabbed one immediately.
Y/N's eyes snapped up. "You're already ready to sign?"
"Em had this amazing idea about expanding my brand to the Devildom while I'm in the program! Did you know they go feral over streamers like me down there?" OC's smile was wide with the prospect of fresh exploitation.
"Yeah. Probably literally."
Her syrupy brown eyes flashed with another wave of greed, her expression nearing euphoric. "I could add a hazard tax to any live appearances!"
Y/N turned her glare at MC. "You know she can't resist when you put dollar signs in front of her."
"Hey! Rude!" OC protested. MC smiled.
"I have no idea what you mean, dear Ennie."
Y/N leaned back in her chair, twirling the pen in her hands. "Well, I'm not folding so easy. I want the pitch."
MC's shoulders slumped. "You're being a real pain in the ass today, you know that?"
"You want us to put our asses on the line. It's only fair."
"It's like I said earlier. I think it's the right thing to do."
"But since when do we give a fuck about that?"
MC sighed through her nose. But eventually she stood up, with her hands leaning against the back of the chair. The playful banter that had been surrounding the group of friends slowly dissipated. OC looked up from her phone. Y/N kept her face propped against her fist, but sat up a little straighter. MC took a deep breath to steady herself.
"We all know I have a nasty history with demons. It's not a secret," she began. A somber look briefly fell across the other girls' faces. "After what they did to me and my family, I would rather die than share space with them in our world. I know what they're capable of. Nothing good will come from this."
She picked at her hands absently. "But...I would never ask you to do something this risky based on my own motivations alone. The Charas aren't exactly heroes, and I'm not trying to make us into some."
She quirked her head slyly. "The perks heroes get, however..."
Y/N's eyebrows raised slightly. "I'm listening."
"It's not much different than the scams we've run in the past." MC moved to lean further against the chair. "During the program, one Human exchange student will be staying with the Angels at a place called Purgatory Hall, while we'll be staying in the House of Lamentation with the Seven Demon Brothers of Hell."
Y/N suddenly perked up. "The Brothers of Hell?"
OC groaned and stared impatiently. "Could the two of you explain to those of us who aren't unhealthily obsessed with the supernatural who the fuck that is?"
"They're the Avatars of Sin. Pride, Greed, Envy, Wrath, Lust, Gluttony, and Sloth," MC explained. "Prince Diavolo rules over the entire kingdom and his word is law, but the brothers are sort of like...the foot soldiers. Or maybe advisors. They're the faces of Hell. Their job is to carry out Diavolo's will, while also following their own agenda of corrupting and tormenting souls. They're the most powerful Demons in the Devildom, after the Prince of course."
"Lucifer is the eldest brother and leader. Yes, that Lucifer." Y/N added, to which OC made a sarcastic 'oooo!' sound and waved her fingers. Ennie slouched back into her chair. "Em's main character syndrome has finally inflated their brain to the point that they think we can run a scam on the literal fucking Devil."
OC made a turtle face. "High risk, high reward. Am I right?"
"Exactly right." MC had a wicked gleam in her green eyes.
"And what 'reward' would that be?" Y/N pressed. A daring smirk slightly spread along MC's lips.
"Power."
The perpetual boredom on Y/N's face flickered. For a moment, her eyes brightened. For as long as they'd known each other, there was one concept that Y/N could never turn down. One thing she was constantly chasing, no matter how apathetic she became. MC knew she had her now.
"The plan is dangerous, yes, but it's simple," she began, her shoulders squaring even more confidently. "We go down there, play good school girls, and seduce all seven brothers and Diavolo into making pacts with us. Then, we'll not only keep the demons from invading our world, but we'll have both the Celestial Realm and our world eating out of the palms of our hands. They'll give us whatever we want."
The shock caused Y/N to inhale her vape too quickly and go into a brief coughing fit. "A pact?! You? You do know that's permanent, right? Your souls are bound to each other until death. You would be stuck to a Demon your entire life."
"And I'd also get full access to their powers and have them at my every beck and call," MC replied. "Turn a few demon kings into pets, become Queens of Hell...I'm not seeing a down side."
At the mention of 'Demons' and 'pets', OC's eyes lit up with exaggerated stars. "I bet they'd look so good in a leash! EEEEEEE!!!!! Ennie, I need one!"
"Oh, Jesus," Y/N rolled her eyes.
"Well, I guess that's settled," MC laughed. She smugly stirred her drink with her French-tipped finger. "Unless you wanna be the first one to try and tell OC no."
OC emphasized her point by staring at Ennie with an intense pout, which the middle Chara grimaced at. The others started quietly chanting her name, slowly growing in volume the longer her decision took. But any further deliberation was just to soothe her own pride. Em was right—she always was. As soon as power was mentioned, Y/N was on board. A pact with even one of the Demon Brothers was more than she ever hoped to achieve with her limited occult studies, let alone all seven. With their power, there would be no more being pushed aside. No more coming in second. No more watching others gain with ease what she endlessly struggled for. No more rules and asking permissions. She would never have to be without again.
She would never lose again.
MC held the pen out in front of her, a knowing smile on her chiseled, ambiguously brown face. Y/N rolled her eyes only to keep up her act of apathy.
"Gimme that shit." She snatched the pen and proceeded to sign her name on the dotted line. The others cheered.
"Me next, me next!" OC was practically bouncing in her seat. She hastily signed once Y/N passed the document to her. She kept her face low to the paper, like it was simply a replacement for her screen. "Hey, by the way, do you think Hell's accessible?"
"Please, if they're gonna go through all the work to accommodate Humans in a realm full of hungry Demons, they better be able to work with a goddamn chair," MC said. Her tone was the typical playful sarcasm, but she was eagerly leaning forward to see the final product.
"Or get me some throne carriers at least," OC joked. She finally passed the application to the leader, who snatched it so fast it almost ripped off a nail. "Hey! Extra much."
MC didn't acknowledge it. She gazed along the signatures with a bright grin. Finally. Everything was working exactly as it should. She could always rely on her best friends. Her sisters. Finally, this nightmare would come to an end.
Finally, Righteousness would Reign.
"It's perfect," she said. Her grin softened to something much more adoring. "Thank you. I'm gonna owe you big time. If anything else, it'll help me sleep a lot better at night."
After a shared moment of mutually affectionate gazes, OC was the first to break the silence, pretending to fuss over her impossibly smooth, golden bronze skin with the camera function of her phone. "Please. I'm only in it for the payout. Obviously, I'm already the only Queen among you bitches. It's about time we made it official."
They all laughed. MC carefully began folding up the application. Her heart pounded, and the infectiousness of her excitement was contagious to the other two. OC couldn't stop gushing over the many business prospects that were about to open for her. Even Y/N was chatty over occult knowledge through the vape smoked she puffed out. Life had gotten boring lately. For OC, scamming the usual simps was losing its luster despite the steady revenue, for MC, there wasn't anyone worthy of a challenge, and for Y/N there was simply too much scrutiny to do anything worthwhile. A payout like this would make sure none of them would ever be unsatisfied for the rest of their lives. MC only listened with a grin.
"Hey, wait a minute," Y/N said thoughtfully. "How are we convincing them to take all three of us when they only want one Human each?"
"As always, you just leave the negotiations to me, dear Ennie." MC finally finished folding the application and carefully tucked it down the front of her cropped red tank. Raising her glass, the sly smirk returned to her face. "Ladies! This is about to be so much fun."
With one more cheer and the clink of their glasses, their journey was set. MC sat back down with her legs crossed.
"Now. Where the hell are our pancakes?"
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Later
All that could be heard on the midnight streets of Hollyhock and Silver were the dull humming of street lamps and the confident clacking of heels.
MC knew the way well. She took it every day, after all. The golden trim of the Solis Arch Law Firm glistened in the looming moonlight, standing tall against the shadows of the night, as it always should. Her heart was still pounding like it was earlier on the yacht, fluttering against the paper still laying flush against her chest. She had changed her outfit before she came to something more work appropriate. She paused to check herself out in the car door mirror. Black and gold trimmed pants suit perfectly pressed. Makeup changed to a more natural shade. Dark hair hanging loosely instead of tucked in the black cap she was wearing earlier. Light green eyes adorned with lashes, ass fat, melanin poppin'. This was the start of the most important day of her life. It would be horrendously off brand if she didn't walk into glory slaying. Her heart thumped even harder the closer she got to the front door of her building. She bit back a squeal as she swiped her security card.
Admittedly, the inside of the Firm was always a little unsettling at night, no matter how many times she had to appear for report. But the thrill of the current task was stronger than any sense of unease, and easily pulled her steps forward. She was in the elevator with a few simple strides across the hall. The one in the far back, past all of the others, decorated with a brilliant sun rising underneath a bold arch, all painted in gold. To clients and any of the uninitiated, it looked as though this was just for show, without any device visible to open it. But if you pressed the farthest corner of the wall, and knew what sequence to push the resulting buttons...voila. The gold-adorned gates opened. MC pressed the only button presented inside the shining elevator walls and began the descent.
Despite her eagerness, she forced herself to keep her poised posture. From this point on, there was no privacy. Eyes were everywhere. The Children of Enoch were MC's family. The only real family she had left. But she would be a disappointment to their teachings if she let her affections blind her to their most important rule: We Relinquish Control to No One. Showing her excitement, her passion, her burning vengeance, would be revealing a weakness, and weaknesses put your life in the palm of someone else's hand. She would die for this family, but she wasn't naive. The honest parts of herself were too valuable to be seen by just anyone.
The elevator doors opened. The hall that awaited was a much darker maroon color than the rest of the building, but with the same glossy shine on the walls. Gold fixtures stood proudly beside all the office doors. On more than a few, there were also various weapons to indicate every individual's rank and specialty. Everything still had the same air of refinery MC had come to love so much, even with the ominous undertones. She only stopped walking when she approached a door decorated with another sun and an eye in the middle.
A voice answered after she knocked three times. “By the Light of the Guardians, Heaven and Earth will join once more.”
“And by the Blood of our Enemies, the Children will inherit all of Creation,” MC recited in response. There was an unlatching sound, and then the door gently opened.
“Welcome back, dear Child.”
Waiting at the desk was a man with salt-and-pepper hair, dressed in black robes. His lightly tan skin was slightly weathered with age, but his eyes still sparkled with the vitality of a skilled Hunter. Tonight, Elder Silas was on night duty. He was always her favorite—much less stuffy or crabby than the other Elders. He'd been the first to comfort and care for her when tragedy struck, and was always the one with the most faith in her, even when her more wild streaks took center stage.
He smiled warmly at her, gesturing to the chair in front of him. “I sense you have some good news for us.”
She took the document from her shirt and held it proudly. “As always.”
“Ah, the girls were in agreement! Excellent!” the man clasped his hands together. “I won't lie. When you suggested the family commission the help of your outsider friends for such a serious task, we were a little concerned. They've always seemed somewhat, erm...well, certainly not as disciplined as you.”
“They've always come through for us in the past. We all know they're not Hunters, but they are the other two Guardians after all,” MC said, moving to sit in the chair. “I knew even I couldn't handle this on my own, and there's no one else I'd trust to handle this kind of responsibility with me. We can trust them.”
“Well, I'm glad it worked out!” Elder Silas said. He leaned forward to pat her once on the shoulder. “We should all know better than to doubt our best Hunter's judgment by now, hm?”
MC smiled at the compliment. The Elder gestured for her to hand over the application, but she didn't move. The paper stayed firmly in her hand. Elder Silas raised his eyebrows curiously.
“Just to clarify,” she began. “Cece and Ennie are only helping because they're under the impression they'll have full access to demons that will grant their every wish. When this is over, they'll still be properly compensated, correct? And safe?”
“Yes, absolutely!” Elder Silas grew a little more somber, to respect the severity of her question, but his lightheartedness still shown through. “As soon as the three of you secure the eight demon pacts, we will open a portal and bring you back home. You'll have the full year of the program to complete the mission, but you may finish at any time. Once you're safely back here with us, you will summon the demons, one by one, and we will slay them, thus ending their cursed rule and allowing humans, the rightful heirs to Creation, to take the throne and finally rid the Realms of the demonic plague.
Upon their death, you will be released from the pacts, and the Family will be sure to reimburse everything the demons granted all of you, and then some. You'll get the rewards your due. You have my word.”
Elder Silas cleared his throat. “Assuming none of you get corrupted, of course. The plan would remain the same, but...unfortunately become a tad more messy.”
“Please. Don't make me laugh,” MC scoffed. “The Charas manipulate, we don't get manipulated. Rule #1. We Relinquish Control to No One.”
“Excellent. So everything's in order, then?”
Once again, Elder Silas held out his hand expectantly. MC's expression visibly softened. She passed the application into his hand.
“Splendid, splendid!” Elder Silas exclaimed. His eyes briefly scanned the paper before he stood from his chair and moved to stand close to MC. “Now, you and the others don't have to worry about anything else on your end. The Family will finish all the other arrangements and make sure this is the application Diavolo chooses. The deadline is coming quite soon, so be ready to leave within very short notice.”
Elder Silas paused to open a drawer and pulled out a mid-sized dropper vial. Inside it was a silvery-purple liquid. MC watched as the liquid danced behind the glass. The swirls were almost hypnotic.
“From now on, you and the others will need to drink three drops of this daily,” he explained. “It's a magical solution that will shield your minds from any of the demon's Charms, higher level or otherwise. It's tasteless so you won't need to worry about the girls becoming suspicious.”
MC took the vial and carefully placed it in her bag. “I'll start taking it tonight. Is there anything else?”
Elder Silas sighed, pleased, another bright grin appearing on his face. “No. No, I think you're set.” For a moment, he stared at her with a beaming expression, like he was the proudest father in the world. It made MC feel like she was golden. The man placed both hands on her shoulders and squeezed affectionately. “This is the opportunity the Family has been waiting centuries for. The three ancestors of the Guardians of Lilith, finally fighting alongside us to liberate the Realms from evil. We're almost to the end, my dear. I always believed you would lead us to success. Soon, your fears will be a distant memory. Righteousness will Reign.”
She nodded, determination overtaking her soft expression. She'd been training her whole life for this moment. It wasn't an accident that she became the top Demon Hunter in the Children of Enoch. What else was she supposed to do? After being kept awake, night after night, the bloody images of her family—mother, father, baby brother and sister—lying slaughtered on the floor permanently imprinted into her mind? As the eldest, who else was left to avenge their name? Who else was left to continue their legacy within the Children of Enoch? When the Sages revealed that she was one of three ancestors to the Guardians of Lilith, she knew there was no other destiny for her. She cut her teeth on human scum during the day, and by night she let her vengeance rage on the nearest lowly demon. Now, it was finally time for her thirst for vengeance to be satiated by the real thing.
“I won't fail.” MC's voice was low. “Righteousness will Reign.”
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frenchfrywrites · 2 years
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If you don’t mind me asking what’s ur WIP/requested list? I’d like to know what’s coming up
I don't mind at all!
MINORS DNI
in no particular order (except the april showers event will happen in april)
Satan discovering he has a piss kink fic
height difference hcs (side chars)
Belphie, service top reader (horn play?)
omega Beel, omegaverse (scent kink)
undateables with a reader who only cuddles them when asleep hcs
Bros getting hard on command hcs
Yandere Levi fic (ovi)
April showers: piss week !!
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