This Will be my blog in which I will write headcanons, fanfic, Oneshots and other nonsense for the fandoms I'm Familiar with~
Alongside all of that I will be making content for my ocs as well, but it isn't expected that anyone to go out of their way to read any of that.
Originally this blog was just going to be for Obey me, but I didn't really stay interested in obey me. so instead, I'll be expanding it to most fandoms i'm interested in. that way I have a separate place to post all my fanfic separate from my art dump of main blog.
Don't be afraid to make requests! List of things I write for May change over time we will see~
Fandom's I'll be Writing For:
Legend of Zelda
Twisted wonderland
Land of the Lusterous
Trigun Stampede
Obey me (but not very much)
possibly some other random things?
Things I Won't Write:
any type of sexual violence
self harm and other associated things may be avoided heavily and or tagged and have warnings.
pedophilia, homophobia, racism and other inappropriate behavior will not be tolerated nor mentioned here.
other darker themes may be avoided, otherwise Will be tagged and have warnings.
About Me!
Hello! I'm Tea~o or Temp. My Pronouns are They/Them. In short I am Agender, Asexual, Aromantic. Or at least that is the current set of Labels I'm using as they feel the most appropriate.
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Not only thatâI go back and reread comments when Iâm feeling low. I look at tags and reblogs and asks and wish I could hold them in my hand like a note from a friend on an old, torn piece of notebook paper.
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Join in on the adventures of a young Magical Girl as she finds herself in a strange knew world!
Ao3
Madoka Wonderland Chapter One: Orientation
The ground trembles under their feet, shock spiking through their system. Despite all the chaos in front of them, itâs like sound didnât exist. As the horrific realization came crashing against the shore of her mind like a Tsunami: A Witch was just a Magical Girl at maturity, and her best friend unfortunately just grew up.Â
A Labyrinth sprawling out around them and the remaining Magical Girls in real time, despite the rapid succession of events, everything felt surreally slow. The ground breaking apart and rising, magic spells, attacks and circles appearing and disappearing.Â
âNoâĻâ their voice lost in the confusion and chaos. Disbelief keeping them fixed in place, surely they would not have been lied to. Were they truly deceived into a choice so grand? What was the true nature of this now unbelievably horrific cycle they took part in? Why were they farming young girls to make Witches? What do grief seeds become?Â
Why would Kyubey do such a thing.
âTHIS ISNâT YOU- INORI PLEASE! YOU CAN TALK TO ME!â Tears well her line a vision, before she knew it she was moving on her own. Shouts from behind her falling deaf on her. Jumping between the floating rubble that got uprooted. âINORI PLEASE ! PLEASE- JUST LET ME HELP YOUâ despite the terrible risk she jumps closer to her friend, reaching out to the monstrous form without hesitation. Below her a casting circle admits light, behind her more screams of her close comrades begging her to get to cover.Â
All she wanted was her friend to be okay, for them to be happy. For her to Live.
Before she knew it she was falling, had she been shoved? Even with her hazy vision glancing upwards she caught a glance of, what she can only guess to be some kind of carriage. But she wasnât sure, after all her vision was fading as she continued falling into - well the abyss. She could only imagine what would be on the other side, not that she had time to contemplate it before she slipped out of consciousness.
Once she was able to open her eyes again she found herself in the dark. A small confined space, but unexpectedly alive. Although she had been standing, or maybe laying down? She sank to the bottom of the box and just started uncontrollably weeping. âI am soâĻ sorry InoriâĻ I - failed you.â hiccups escaping her as she wraps her arms around her head in shame, grasping at her own hair and shirt, just needing to ball her fists.
Then she heard it, footsteps. She froze, her breath catching in her throat as a clicking sound filled the box before the cover of it slid away. The light only briefly blinded her before she could make out a man. Dressed in a suit, covered in feathers, mirrors, and glitter. Most notably a bird-like mask and top hat. Definitely one of the more odder things she had seen since becoming a Magical Girl, however it didnât seem like she was still in the labyrinth.Â
Even if he wasnât a Labyrinth creation she didnât particularly trust him. But she still was grief stricken and had tears running down her face. She couldnât even convince herself her glare was scary in her miserable state.Â
âAre you still dazed, my dear? That isnât all that unusual with teleportation magic, disorientation is a common side effect after all. No matter, I shall give you an explanation~ For I am so Gracious~" Despite his wealth of understanding and âgenerosityâ, with each word she seemed to trust him less than before. Regardless of her trust or not she slinked out of theâĻ it would seem like a coffin. Thus before her a larger room, filled with many people in black and gold gilded robes. The center of attention being a mirror that floated on a pedestal.Â
Among the crowd of people, only one other person stood out among the people. A girl slightly older than herself, in a high-school looking uniform. Only now just tying the robes on properly.Â
âWelcome to Night Raven College~! Budding Mages Blessed with Unprecedented Talent Gather from across the world here at the most prestigious Academy in Twisted Wonderland!â the man explained and boasted but with each word she felt like it was like being stabbed in the gut. A cosmic level joke that made her ill. Surely they wouldnât all be in on this kind of cruel joke, they couldnât possibly have known anything that happened.Â
Though where was Twisted Wonderland? Surely she, a Magical Girl would have heard about a Magic AcademyâĻ something was very wrong, yet she had no idea where to start. Especially since the bird man seemed to continue talking unprompted.
âOnly Mages deemed worthy by the dark mirror can attend this school,â he would explain as he tapped his cane against the floor to emphasize the point he was making. â An Ebony carriage carrying a Gate should have gone to meet you as well.â Carriage? Could the creation of the labyrinth be what he was referring to? Or maybe there was something she missed. She stood there silently in her perplexion, only having more questions as he spoke. Not to mention her heart just wasnât in for whatever nonsense was unfolding around her, maybe even too tired for all this.
âI dare say that this isnât ringing any bells unfortunatelyâĻ I may be a Magical Girl, but I donât think Iâm supposed to be hereâĻ besides I have some very important business to take care of back home.â She finally found her voice. While she knew it unlikely to save her best friend, all she really wanted was to put her to rest properly. Though the whispers from the crowd of onlookers did nothing to ease the tension in the air.
âYeah, I could say the same honestly- for the most part. I have no magic, and I very much would like to make it back home. I have something I cannot missâ The older girl chimed in, staring the Bird-man down as if it was nonnegotiable. The whispers only got more intense in the crowd, but after the many layers of info handed to the man in the mask he seemed to latch onto one specific detail.Â
â...Girl???â was that all he really took away from everything that was said. He slowly turned his attention to the mirror as if it would divine the answers to his unspoken questions.Â
âIs that seriously all you took away from all of that?â the older girl spoke up with some annoyance. â Are you going to look me in the eyes and tell me that you couldnât tell that neither of us were girls?â She was assertive and her gaze most certainly meant business.Â
âNo! Of course not! Itâs just been a great many years since a girl has gotten to attend Night Raven College is all!â He wasnât particularly good at convincing anyone in the room, though no one really spoke out about it either. He seemed to continue squabbling, but the older girl just turned her attention elsewhere.Â
âSo- I hope you donât mind me asking Hun, but how old are you? You seem rather- young?â She most certainly was trying her best to be respectful in such a hectic moment. Honestly she seemed like the most responsible and understanding person in the room.
âItâs alright Miss, I donât mind, Iâm 12 Years oldâ Needless to say the collective seems to lose their minds over this small detail. The chatter is getting quite loud in the room now. Bird-man looks like heâs completely lost it, as if trying to comprehend how something like this could even happen. As she had predicted, she wasnât supposed to be here it would seem.Â
âWell, Iâm Yuu, what's your name?â Yuu although she was clearly as shocked as everyone else she didnât miss a beat to continue talking. She was clearly just as confused and equally out of her element. She also didnât want to be alone during a time like this.
âMy Name is Atashiâ she would introduce herself with tired eyes, doing her best to bring a smile to her face. Atashi could feel the weight of her exhaustion as this whole thing dragged on.
âWell itâs nice to meet you Atashiâ Yuu would give a warm smile to the younger girl. âNow, why donât we go ask the Magic Mirror if we can go home together?â She would hold a hand out to Atashi, without a word she would accept her extended out hand.Â
âI would like that, Very muchâ Atashi would nod gently, following Yuu over to the Mirror where it continues to float at the front of the room. The whisper and chatter dying down once more. A Mask-like face appearing in the reflection of the mirror. Rather similar to the masks associated with theater.
âHmmâĻ Thy homeâĻ. Is None existentâ even with the grand show of using its magical powers, it seems the mirror was unable to locate their home.Â
âReally? Youâve never heard of Japan? Not even once? No earth or anything?â Yuu would inquire with increasing worry. After all, how could a world justâĻ disappear? Atashi would gaze quizzically into the mirror.Â
âNo such place exists.â The Mirror would reaffirm, leaving no room for doubt. Surely the mirror was limited and its reach couldnât reach their world. Which leads Atashi to wonder what originally had enough reach to bring them here.Â
âSoâĻ weâre just supposed to stay here and attend this magic academy?â Atashi spoke up, trying to make sense of the confusing ordeal they found themselves in. hoping the Mirror would at least be more useful than the Bird-man had been.
âThe shape of this oneâs soulâĻâ The mask tilts towards Yuu, as if getting a better look at her. â...Is Unknown. I sense not a spark of magic from this one. The shape, the colour, all are nothing. Therefore, are suited for no dormitory.â What a brutal way to say they had no idea- but before anything else got uttered, Bird-man finally came to his senses.
âAn Ebony carriage would never go to greet someone who canât use magic! In 100 years, there has not once been a mistake in student selection. So why in the worldâĻâ Yuu most certainly didnât let Bird-man finish his train of thought.Â
âWell, If there hasnât been a mistake in student selection once, then why would there be something wrong with it now? You said it yourself that only people chosen by the mirror can attend. So if we were chosen; as the Headmage, you must enroll us.â Yuu crossed her arms as if to dare the Headmage to argue with her logic.
âSurely someone as gracious as you, wouldnât go back on your word and risk your reputation by kicking out two girls with no way home, would you?â Atashi would stare up at the Headmage with the biggest and saddest eyes a middle school girl can muster.Â
âYouâre absolutely right! I would never~!â the Headmage folded like a wet paper towel, arguably way too easily swayed. Though that didnât matter because it would seem that this ceremony would once again be interrupted.Â
âThey donât deserve to attend this Academy!!â a whine came from somewhere, soon to be the center of attention. A cat- or maybe raccoon - or a secret third thing, stood proud. âIâve waited too long to get into this school to get out done by someone without magic!â The creature stalked up the aisle boasting without shame.Â
âI the Illustrious Grim will be a great Mage, allow me to demonstrate!â Thus everyone in attendance got to bear witness to the creature's blue flames setting the venue on fire. One boy even shouted about being set ablaze in the process.Â
âAt this rate the school will be a sea of flames! Somebody, catch that racoon!â Probably the only reasonable thing the Headmage had said in a while, though why he didnât do anything about himself will be a great mystery for a long time.
Atashi seeing the roaring fire unknowingly grasped onto Yuuâs arm. The way the blaze spreads and engulfs the room so suddenly has memories flooding back to them. Feeling helpless they feel the breath taken out of their lungs as they feel hot panic rising.
âHey- Hey. Atashi, Just stay with me, Iâll keep you safeâ Yuu, would say trying to keep their own cool. Pulling the younger girl closer, doing their best to shield them from the flames. They never did get a verbal answer from Atashi, but they didnât need one. Atashi just held onto Yuu like they were the lifeline they needed.Â
Fortunately after a bit of scrambling around, One particular Red head was able to cut the small creature down to size. Casting a magical collar around the not quite cat, restricting its magic and thus putting out the flames in a few moments afterwards.Â
Atashi didnât move or let go, only staring out of the corner of their eye. Staring down the beast that set the venue up in flames. Wondering why the creature wanted to attend the academy so badly.Â
Yuu didnât move either, unsure of how to handle an obviously sensitive state of being. So she simply held onto Atashi for as long as the younger girl needed. Gently rubbing her back to attempt to soothe her, not knowing what could have caused her terrified reaction. She knew better than to ask, If Atashi wanted to talk about it, she would open up about it eventually.Â
âWell done, Riddle Rosehearts, I expect nothing less from the Housewarden of Heartslabyul house.â Headmage would congratulate the red head while picking up the not cat by the heavy metal collar. âNow, Iâll handle this pest from here. Yuu, Atashi, do come with me so we can discuss your housing arrangements during your stay here at the Academy.â all while tucking this âGrimâ under his arm like the poor creature was just a small bag of flour.Â
Thus the Orientation Ceremony had concluded, with the âHousewardenâsâ of each dorm directing their new students to their new dorms. All while Yuu and Atashi got to discuss their situation in the Headmages office.Â
This is a rewrite of earlier posts I once wrote on a different blog. I am revisiting this and trying to improve on what I wrote and once again doing this for myself and other asexuals who lack the content and kindness others get. Writing this for every fanfic I've read where the character breaks up with the reader for being asexual and doing better.Â
That said, Everything will be entirely my headcanons and you arenât required to agree with my interpretations of the characters and story.
Rook Hunt
Rook is grateful that you're willing to tell him and is likely to tell you something along of how brave and beautiful you are for being about to do so. Heâll be sure to tell you that you can always tell him when you donât like something he does. Though he is rather observant so itâs likely heâll stop before even being told itâs upsetting you. He is always reassuring that asexuality doesnât make you broken, it makes you whole, and there is nothing more beautiful than being your truest self.Â
At the end of the day; I donât think Rook is physically affectionate, he can be. But itâs not his to go to. He will recite poetry and write even more comparing you to the best parts of one's day. Expressing how your smiles are the highlight of his day no matter how little the smile. Regardless heâll do his best to make you feel like you are royalty. After all you are the Roi/Reine de mon cÅur (King/Queen of âmyâ heart {his heart})Â
Rook I think takes great joy in giving you gifts and also having things that will subtly match. Nice matching wrist watches, but you wouldnât know they were a set unless you knew the brand. Or having matching lapel pins even. He also would be more than happy to get you flowers occasionally, each time having the most enchanting message from the carefully picked out flowers.
At the end of the day Rook respects whatever boundaries that are set, he just wants to see you happy. He wants to see you grow into the person you are. Whatever that may look like, no matter the highs and lows. Together you will walk through the rocky path of the future, hand in hand.
Silver
At first, This is him being confused but heâs got spirit and mindset. Silver has enough wit about him to be able to tell that this is something important to you and your personhood so heâll of course listen. Making sure to get to a point in which he understands what youâre telling him. He definitely takes time to ask what is on and off the table, he even understands if somethings changes on a day to day basis.Â
This is the fairy tale dream, because Silverâs love is so unconditional. He has always loved you for you. He will tell you how brave you are. how he loves you even more for being so vulnerable and honest. You will get cute picnics and dancing in the woods and singing even if it isnât his strong suit. Though he would settle for being able to gaze into your eyes on a pleasant afternoon.
He doesnât treat you any differently than he had been before, still giving you those love filled eyes with that gentle smile. Heâll always remind you how much you make his heart race and how your smile is always contagious.Â
If you're familiar with the concept of Asexual people wearing a black ring to express their asexuality, I raise you Silver, getting you both Matching black rings. Because he would wear one in support of his partner.Â
Kalim Al-asim
Well, Kalim is smarter than a fair few people will give him credit for. If he doesnât understand right away he knows what questions to ask to get him on track. I.e. what does that mean for/to you? What do you want your relationship with him to look like for the foreseeable future?Â
I think after overstepping boundaries in previous relationships of any kind, heâs going to aim to preemptively set boundaries or respect boundaries that arenât ever established. Is it over correcting on his part? Absolutely - but an effort is being made to respect and cherish those he loves and cares about.
Brightside is he will be your personal hype man, he will always be aiming to make you feel comfortable and appreciated. After all there is no more noble cause than being in love, and to define what love looks like is an impossible task, and heâll adore every moment of your unique and precious love in every shape.Â
Idia Shroud
This is either going to be very controversial or not at all, I'm not quite sure. But I am just going to say it.Â
Aromantic Asexual Idia Shroud.
So He gets it. He been knew? He is understanding and respectful.
I think Any relationship with Idia is unconventional but that isn't a bad thing by any means.
Hi, I'm not sure if this account is still active...
But I wanted to say thank you for writing the asexual reader x twisted wonderland cast stuff. I was sad seeing only a few parts but then I saw you hadn't posted for a bit . I hope you're doing well and that you're okay writer. Not often we see asexual representation in the fandom so I treasure it.
Don't worry stranger, I plan to get around to finishing it at some point!
Just been having to deal with a couple things irl and the likes so it's been hard to sit down and get it done.
Trying my hardest to give the positive asexual representation that I know I needed when I was younger and didn't get.
So I do hope you enjoyed the first few parts and that the rest will be enjoyable too
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Ao3: Posted
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I woke up with a pain in my back, as a lump of a rock was jabbing into my back and pressing against my spine. confusion setting in immediately as I came to my senses. The warmth and sweet smell of the botanical gardens was nowhere to be found. instead replaced with the cold and crisp scent of pine and oak wood. For some reason beyond my current comprehension: I found myself in a forest, which wasn't recognizable by any means available.Â
Where was I?
How did I get here?
Which were the first questions that first came swarming to my mind, soon followed by; where even is here?
 After standing up, a few things became more apparent; I had no wallet, I was wearing strange clothes, and the only other thing in my possession was a whip. The whip itself didn't look all that special at first; odd in the fact that it was a pure white in colour. I had never seen a whip made that way before.Â
Patting around my pockets I didnât have my magic pen either; which proved to be all that more concerning. Who would go out of their way to do something like this? What kind of cruel joke was this? If whoever did this had more sinister intentions why not lock me up? Why not hold a prince for ransom at least? Why leave me stranded with anything at all?
However, I didnât have much time to ponder this issue, because my thoughts were cut short. By something akin to listening to an elk's dying scream. On most occasions, this probably wouldnât have raised much alarm. But considering that the scream went from blood curdling to sobbing, it seems like there is more to this than expected. So, as much as I want to ignore itâĻ I suppose itâs my only chance for an answer.
Now it was no challenge to follow the sound of the scream and sobs. You can imagine my amusement when it was just Azul, who was simply stuck in a tree. He practically acted like he was about to die. I almost pitied him, watching him scream his several hearts out. His eyes were practically glued shut. It was rather embarrassing for him I imagine since I think he had more composure in Broom Flying 101 then he did on this low hanging branch.Â
âQuit you wailing already Ashengrotto, youâre not going to die.â I finally broke my silence after several moments of watching Azul. getting bored of watching, and waiting to see if heâd notice me on his own.
âThatâs easy for you to say!â Azul blurted out without even opening his eyes for a moment. But guessing by his tone, it was clear he knew who he was talking to already.
âYeah, because even if you fell, youâd probably be fine. Maybe a little bruised, but you wouldnât break anything. Unless you were woefully stupid.â Was my simplistic counter to Azul. I can not express just how close to the ground Azul was. He could probably unwrap himself from the branch and lower himself till his feet were flat on the groundâĻÂ
âIf you are just going to stand there mocking me, you can shut the hell up!â yelped out practically shaking like the leaves on the tree.Â
âMmmm, We both know thatâs not going to happen.â I mused flatly to Azul. âMoving on, do you know where the hell we are, or even why we are here?â I would interrogate him without much of a second thought. Taking a moment to take in how Azul was also in some fanciful outfit of his own. What the ever loving fuck was going on? Didnât realise that I signed up to go to the ren fair.Â
âFor fuck sake Kingscholar, get me down from this tree and THEN, Iâll answer you questionsâ Azul practically whined out. Seeming to have had enough of his time in the tree already.Â
âDo you even have the answers, Ashengrotto?â I will admit I did sound rather condescending saying that. But, Azul wasnât a damsel in distress, and I wasnât a knight in shining fucking armour.Â
âYes-!â Azul may as well have been one of the leaves on the tree with how much he was shaking like one. Uncrossing my arms so that I can walk out under the branch azul is on.Â
âLower your legs first so if you fall youâll land on your feet.â Directing him wasnât all that hard. Because unlike some people Azul had at least three brain cells and could use at least two of them to form a coherent thought and not make the situation worse for himself. â stop hugging the branch for dear life and slowly lower yourself, then let go.âÂ
âOh Thank, Neptune.â Azul lands on his feet but since he was basically jello from the anxiety so, he crumples to his knees in a matter of seconds. He seems rather too happy to be on solid ground. Maybe just a tad dramatic.
âSo, get to explaining-â Not even a moment later would I be interrupted as a scream echoed close by. A text box popped up in my vision about someone being in danger nearby, something about how I should help them. I promptly ignored it. âAnyway- â That said, nothing could ever go my way once today, as no other than Riddle Rosehearts came running into our clearing.
âYOU- â Riddle points his finger at Azul, causing the other to raise his hands in defense. âDEAL WITH YOUR EEL.â Riddle would finish before promptly putting Azul between himself and, presumably Floyd.Â
âWhat do you expect me to be able to do about him!â Azul would argue with him, practically scrambling back to his own feet. For a Leader Azul sure doesnât seem to have any idea how to get his main subordinates to behave themselves.
So in a clearing, we have Azul dressed as some wizard. Riddle dressed like, I donât know, a bard maybe? Thus, Floyd marching into the clearing dressed as a knight really didnât come to any surprise at this point. Floyd looked a little bit surprised to see others but that didnât really bother him obviously, he was going to do what he wanted regardless.
âOi, that is enough, the lot of yaâ. Azul get to explaining what is going on.â Simply ignoring the addition of the others I skipped to the part of getting Ashengrotto to explain. Because I would have remembered agreeing to something this ridiculous. The statement alone seemed to pique Rosehearts interest, clearly he was just as clueless as I was. Now, Azul had the two of us staring him down.
âYeah, go on Azul, Tell them what is exactly going on here!â If I thought I had condescending earlier, Floyd simply out did it. Despite his wide grin he seemed to beâĻ unimpressed with being roped into this mess even if he had just been having the time of his life chasing Rosehearts through the forest.
âWellâĻ you see, to put it simply, we are in a game.â Azul explains while having taken his glasses off to clean them. Uncertain if it was a nervous fidget or because he had cried so much from being in a tree that he needed to clean them.Â
âCare to elaborate on the howâs and whyâs?â Rosehearts spoke up after had dusted himself off. âBecause I certainly would like to know why the rest of us are here. I have things I need to get done, you know.â He was far from impressed as he had his hands on his hips.
âI can only assume - something went wrong. Because you werenât supposed to be here.â He would elaborate, but Ashengrotto certainly would have to do better than âoopiesâ to make up for this blunder. âSo Idia must have been interrupted when casting the spell, or something went haywire with the technology.â Regardless of which it was, I could only feel the burning anger I felt at the situation at hand. âThus sucking in more than the intended players, or something Akin to thatâ he would assume.
âThatâs it? What exactly were you trying to accomplish? You better have a fail safe in placeâ Honestly, I didnât particularly care about what they were trying to accomplish, but knowing might make the difference in survival at this moment. Needless to say I wasnât happy about learning that a guy with blue fire hair, who couldnât even come to Dorm leader Meetings in person, was responsible for all this. Honestly I was impressed the only thing I had done was clench my fists in anger, because I so badly wanted to lash out.Â
âWeâd have to ask Idia-â Azul didnât get to finish his sentence before I interrupted him myself.
âAnd Just where is he? Do you even know where we are in the game Azul? We are probably lucky enough to have found each other as it is.â Azul admittedly did look- well concerned, and well maybe a tinge fearful. I may have raised my voice when raising my concerns.Â
The others did their own glances around the forest. It was generic, it looked like it could be any other forest that ever was. No it was more than Generic, it was artificial. It was too clean, and unassuming. It was like we were standing in a picture, we basically were. So, none of them had a much better idea of where we are or which direction we should go. Azul looked uneasy with this new evaluation of the situation. Riddle, despite everything, looked like he was trying to come up with a plan. So I assume.
âAre you all done yapping yet? Standing around isnât going to do us any goodâ Floyd couldnât seem more bored out of his mind at this moment. How he can be so uncaring in this moment is both agitating and beyond me.Â
âI hate to admit it, but heâs right. Arguing isnât going to get us anywhere.â Riddle agreed, the hesitant to agree with Floyd was no surprise considering everything. He glanced between myself and Azul for a moment. âYou have a decent understanding of the game, I hope?â He spoke with his hands while looking at Ashengrotto. I too turned my attention to him while crossing my arms.
âIt was an older game Idia wanted to show off, so I know, enough things, but I wouldnât say Iâm an expert by any meansâ Azul would say simply- that was when the second text box appeared. Seems the others might have seen something similar based on their facial expression.
 âQuest Complete! Damsel saved! Party members Added: AmbitiousTycoon, RoseKnight, and ViciousMockery. 100 exp Gained!â What quest? What Damsel? Why the hell did I have to be teamed up with them? I didnât accept anything!
Asexual Reader x TWST Characters: Part Two! Rewritten
This is a rewrite of earlier posts I once wrote on a different blog. I am revisiting this and trying to improve on what I wrote and once again doing this for myself and other asexuals who lack the content and kindness others get. Writing this for every fanfic I've read where the character breaks up with the reader for being asexual and doing better.Â
That said, Everything will be entirely my headcanons and you arenât required to agree with my interpretations of the characters and story.
(Part two)
Malleus Draconia
Malleus Has only considered two things. The fact he has loved his significant other more than most things he can think of, and that being royalty means a lot of complicated matters. But of course he is more than happy to reassure his significant other that he treasures more than anything in all of the realms and any dilemmas or choices to be made or had will be made together.
Malleus will do everything in his power to be supportive and an ally. It might start with getting a Flag, but it most certainly doesnât stop there by any means of the matter. As I had said the first time I wrote the post, please imagine he gives you a locket with a picture of the two of you. Give or take some cheesy engraving, a decoration of everlasting love of the purest form or something akin to it.
As I'm sure I've already said before, and likely to say again in the future. Malleus will always make sure that you're okay with whatever physical touch he gives you. He'll be up most respectful of any boundaries that may change at any point.
Otherwise, there isnât a whole thing to say. Due to being a prince his relationships were always going to be complicated and something he was going to figure out the hard way. So regardless heâll fight to make sure the two of you will be happy in your relationship, whatever that may specifically look like for the two of you.
Jade Leech
Going to double down on Jade being one of the most understanding people on this, he doesnât need an explanation on what it means. The only questions he really has is what does that mean for you and what your comfort levels are with specific actions. Rather business casual, non stressful chat. Very clear communication will be had.
Unapologetically saying Jade Leech is also Asexual. So this honestly works out for himself. Your boundaries are respected, so are his. While he might not always be the most romantic, he does have his moments! They are thoughtful when he is and it will always be very endearing and something meaningful to the both of you.
While his gifts are usually very thoughtful and tailored specifically to your liking: it is non negotiable that you will get one mushroom terrarium as a token of goodwill, affection, and to generally remind you of him when he isnât able to be around. It came free after listening to him info dump for about an hour about mushrooms.
Also, for the first time disagreeing with myself. Jade doesnât usually cuddle, but like that mostly boils down to getting the right setting to get him to settle down to cuddle. Turn off his brain and eel cuddles. You will be trapped for at least an hour, longer if he can get away with it.
Riddle Rosehearts
I will not be the first nor the last person to mention just how sheltered Riddle grew up. That said, despite at first having no good idea what you're talking about he is the most willing to ask questions to make sure he understands. He certainly is going to have to look into queer history in general to make sure he doesnât make a fool out of himself later either. So heâll definitely be supportive of you, any other queer people he ends up interacting with. Youâll just have to bear with him through his initial confusion.
Riddle probably has a mental list of what is allowed and what isn't allowed. If he can remember all the queen's rules because they're important to him, he can certainly remember things that you like and donât like because you are important to him. This also means he gets good at memorizing what teas you like, and what kind of gifts you enjoy the most, or what ways you prefer to spend time together.
Unbirthdays, Birthdays, other events in which it is acceptable to give gifts or generally spoil a person: riddle will always make sure that there is something that youâll enjoy. A single gift that will make you feel thought off, some sort of food dish that is to your preferred tastes. Afterwards is probably always spent with cuddles and a cup of tea to unwind. A break well earned if you will.
I think Riddle is more of a love letter kind of person than giving you poetry, however if he does give you poetry he is very embarrassed by it, and without a doubt its cheesy. But its cute. Everything down to the punctuation is thought over at least twice before he dares to give it to you, wanting only the best for you.
Epel Felmier
âwhy wouldnât I still love you? Youâre still the same person I fell in love with after all. You're just a butterfly whoâs found its wingsâ Was a banger of a line and i will leave it here to be appreciated. Also considering that I headcanon Epel to be trans, he just gets it. Be might ask for a bit of clarification, but he gets it the fastest. Most understanding.
Will go out of his way to make you feel loved and appreciated! You will get the most random reminders that he cares about you and how much he loves you. Probably little notes and gifts for you, left where youâll get them.
There are plenty of cute date ideas: picnics, apple picking, horseback riding, I could go on really. But the idea is that heâll always bring you something, usually a snack of some kind. If he doesnât heâll make you a flower crown, or maybe weave flowers into your hair if that is more your thing. Regardless, it is sweet and fun. No expectations of anything else but to be in each other's company.
Asexual Reader x TWST Characters: Part One! Rewritten
This is a rewrite of earlier posts I once wrote on a different blog. I am revisiting this and trying to improve on what I wrote and once again doing this for myself and other asexuals who lack the content and kindness others get. Writing this for every fanfic I've read where the character breaks up with the reader for being asexual and doing better.Â
That said, Everything will be entirely my headcanons and you arenât required to agree with my interpretations of the characters and story.
Vil Schoenheit
Vil will give you a fond smile, because honestly heâs just happy you are willing to tell him, and that you feel safe enough to do so. Heâll treat you no differently than he has, still being a caring and considerate boyfriend. Since boundaries are the most important thing in any relationship heâs probably going to make sure that he understands your boundaries and make sure that none have changed for you. Or if some boundaries have changed to make sure he understands them and to make mental notes. After all, he knows very well what itâs like to have someone cross boundaries, he absolutely would not want to cross his significant others boundaries and be the source of their discomfort.
Vil has always been one to find different ways to show affection, some more traditional than others. Gifting flowers, brushing your hair, doing each other's nails, greeting you with a kiss to the back of your hand, Taps on the shoulder or wrist to say I love you, holding pinkies, or even pinkie promises. He absolutely cherishes forehead kisses above all else, heâd even lean down for one if requested. Heâd find any way to bring a smile to your face because thatâs all he really wants, is for you to be happy.
Honestly, I think the longer the relationship goes on, and more specifically as his understanding of asexuality develops. I think Vil slowly comes to the conclusion that all too well describes himself. He comes to enjoy quality time, and other gestures of intimacy that he finds more enriching and cherish worthy. In fact he learns the value of words of affirmation and learns to appreciate them in a new light with his significant other. Because giving sincere compliments and affirmations to someone he cares about deeply feels beautiful and receiving them from the same person ? even more so.
At the end of the day, Heâll always make sure you're comfortable with what he is doing. If you ask him to stop, heâll listen and stop and make sure you're okay. He mostly just wants someone he can trust and spend his spare time relaxing with. Considering the rest of his time is spent being busy and stressed. So being able to make each other comfortable and spend time resting and relaxing, making each other smile is more than enough for him.
Jamil Viper
Jamil at first might not completely understand, however he is a fantastic listener, so he will let you explain and ask questions to make sure he understands completely. He is very calm and understanding throughout the whole thing. Heâll make sure to ask what is acceptable and what is completely off the table. Regardless of whatever those boundaries may look like he is bothered because at the end of the day he just wants you to be comfortable and happy. To him it's rather simple like that. Because he values your boundaries and your comfort. Much like he wants his significant other to understand and respect his own.
He most certainly shows love in less physical ways, touch isnât something he is particularly good at. However, he is quite fond of gifting his significant other two things, flowers and food. The flowers are specifically chosen with care, they always have a hidden meaning of their own, and he often doesnât enjoy cooking for others, for his significant other it is different. He wants to make sure they are well fed and taken care of.
More importantly he is just a sucker for quality time, especially since he is also a busy person. So if you guys are just in the same room spending time together he is very appreciative of that time together. Sometimes that may look like cuddling together and not doing anything for about 30 or 40 minutes. Sometimes that looks like him doing whatever chores he has to get done while talking to you while you do something completely different. Whatever works for the two of you that day or that moment.
Jamil values communication significantly, so iâll always be communicating what he is doing or what he plans to do, and if you voice your discomfort or disinterest he will absolutely understand and respect that. Especially if you do the same in kind for him when he isnât comfortable with something. Needless to say heâll always make sure that the two of you are on the same page.
Floyd Leech
As I once stated before, This to Floyd, Has changed absolutely nothing about your relationship with him. He still gets cuddles? Perfect. He still gets hugs? Even better. He does apologize whenever he does cross a boundary and learns to make up for it and not do it again. He does enjoy physical contact but that doesnât mean heâs going to cross your boundaries, besides there are different ways to do so. He quite enjoys even the most subtle of touch.
Though, there might be some questions farther down the line that he might have, however that is something he will talk about with his significant other and the two will decide on how you both will handle things moving forward. Because he is considerate about his significant others' wants and thoughts on important and trivial matters. Especially considering how much damage he would create in the hypothetical of someone just being disrespectful towards his significant other, for any reason.
That said, Floyd is more than happy to just spend time with you. That may be pulling you along to pull some prank, go on an adventure of some kind, scare the daylights out of younger students, or maybe just being a cuddle puddle on the floor, either watching something together or talking endlessly about anything and everything. Youâd be surprised how philosophical and down to earth Floyd can get sometimes. Oftentimes talks can go for hours and feel very cathartic.
Honestly as long as you enjoy supporting him in whatever he is doing whether that's on the sports team or whatever antics he gets up to he doesnât mind or care. As long as you are both happy and enjoying life to the fullest. He, far more cares about being able to dance with you under the moonlight and having thought provoking conversation at late hours that ends with you telling him to shut up and go to bed because it's 3 am.
Azul Ashengrotto
The first thing that comes to mind while rewriting this for Azul is that I think he would honestly be relieved. Clears the air for him and removes a lot of self placed expectations from himself. Honestly makes him feel better and helps him relax a little bit in the relationship. Big heart to heart conversation about wants, needs, expectations and boundaries that should leave you both feeling better and more confident with each other.
He will do his best to set aside time to spend time with you, and when he has to cancel plans he often will get you something to make up for it. Not that itâll solve the problem but he usually does it so he can give it to you in person and spend time with you anyway. Its usually something that you had mentioned needing or wanting or needing a replacement of something. He wants his gifts to be thoughtful, practical and helpful.
Even when it comes to simply cuddling on the couch heâll make sure you're comfortable and make sure you're okay with where his hands are resting. He enjoys quiet peaceful relaxing time with his significant other. Nothing has to be happening, maybe the radio is on, or the tv. Maybe you're both doing your own things, but just getting to be in each other's presence with no expectation of the other is nice.
Post it note messages. He won't admit how soft he gets when he sees a note you left him. Not to mention heâll find ways to slip you notes in return. They will always be unapologetically sweet and sappy. Not to mention heâll find ways to just let you know that he was thinking of you and that he loves and cares about you. Even if it is just a short message saying I love you.
Lilila Vanrouge
Previously I had said Lilia was Asexual, today I say he is still Asexual and very much so polyamorous, No I wonât elaborate on how or why. He is a hopeless romantic by nature and that manifests in many different ways. He will be the most understanding and accommodating and will continue to fall head over heels for you. Heâd do many things for those he cares and loves oh so dearly, and you will be able to feel his affections on an emotional level.
Poetry, Love letters, cheesy pickup lines, flowers, cute or thoughtful gifts, heâd even serenade you outside your bedroom window if you let the man. Most of the ways he shows love arenât very physical to the touch, they are actions of love. Doing laundry for you, or getting you coffee while you're busy. Bringing you something to help you fall asleep on a sleepless night. Telling a story to make you laugh or maybe feel better. Heâll literally sweep you off your feet if you let him.
Consider him inviting you over for afternoon tea on a day off, a harp and piano playing a soft melody as the two of you dance in the gardens peacefully. Honestly heâd probably pull this off at any time of day for as long as it felt magical and enchanting for you. Because at the end of the day he just wants his significant other to feel loved. Ideally the goal for him is for you both to continue to fall in love over and over again.
Cold winter nights will be spent drinking your favorite warm or winter drink of choice, cuddled up together by the fireplace. Lilia softly humming a melody of unknown or forgotten origin. Curled up in more handmade blankets than you can count. This could also apply to cold rainy days.
Relationship: established mlm Obey Me!Barbatos x My Homie Theo
Warnings: Mention of demons
Foreword from Jupiter: I appologize for this fic not being TWST related, nor is it my typical reader insert. This is a fic written as a Christmas gift for my best friend Theo ( @teatimetea ) So I will be using his name throughout the fic. So if you're not a fan of non-reader inserts, don't read. I may however reupload a version of this fic that IS a reader insert at a later time. Happy Holidays!
It was the late hours before Christmas Eve began, before Lord Diavolo would call upon his faithful butler to begin preparations for the Christmas party. A party that was just a few short hours of rest, away from beginning.
Barbatos sunk further into the foam of his bath, relishing in the relaxing scent of the oils and the tickling sensation of bubbles that coated the top of the water popping against his nose. The water lapped gently against his knees, steam rising as the cool night air caressed Barbatos' exposed skin.
He knew soon he would have to leave the comfort and warmth of his bath to begin work again but for just a scant few moments longer, he was free to relax.
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In the quiet of Barbatos' room, a man crept, his feet padding ever so quietly across the soft carpet, as he made his way towards the bed. Once the bed was within reach, he laid out the bundle he kept secure in his arms.
One part on the floor; as any good pair of slippers should be lain. The other placed upon the bed ready to be arranged along side the already placed clothes.
Carefully moving the pyjamas Barbatos had previously placed out for himself off to the side, the man set himself to the task of unfolding the silk pyjamas from his grasp. The man smoothed out the fabric where it lay; ensuring that it looked nice and was clearly presented to the bathroom.
He smiled to himself, imagining the look on his lover's face when Barbatos came out of the bathroom to see his old pyjamas replaced with a new pair of very nice silk ones, laid out for him along with a pair of comfy slippers.
Which is not even mentioning the other treats he had instore for the hard working butler in the room over.
Stepping away from the bed and taking the clean pyjamas with him, he made his way to the door of Barbatos' warbrobe; putting the neatly folded clothes back where they belong.
Then silently he closed the drawers as the sound of water rushing down a drain could be heard from within the next room over.
Creeping away from the wardrobe, he made his way outside of Barbatos' room where the next surprise for the hardworking demon awaited.
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Carefully stepping out of the now draining tub, Barbatos grabbed his favourite fluffy towel and quickly dried himself off. Once he was no longer dripping on the tiles, Barbatos made his way over to the door to his room, towel secured around his waist.
"Oh Theo," he sighed. The sight of the silk pyjamas he had been admiring, but had regrettably not purchased, laid so carefully out on the bed where he would see was enough to make his heart melt. To know that his darling significant other had not only noticed his admiration, but managed to buy the set without Barbatos even noticing he had done so, was a point of pride for him.
It was in those moments that the Butler knew he had chosen the very best of lovers possible.
Walking towards the bed Barbatos quickly dressed himself in the present, even putting on the slippers to walk the few steps to grab his post-bath care basket.
When the door of the room creaked open Barbatos threw a look over his shoulder in order to verify who required his presence, only to be shocked.
Instead of Diavolo or Lucifer or even one of the Little-Ds at the door, Barbatos saw his Theo standing in the doorway.
Wearing... a set of pyjamas that matched his own...
With a tray of warm tea, and his prefered flavours of Macarons from Madame Scream's Bakery in hand!
With a soft almost chastising smile Barbatos turned to face his boyfriend. "Now Teddy~ Whatever could all this be for?"
Theo smiled back, albeit a tad shyly, most likely due to being caught bringing in the tray, and responded without hesitation, "Barb you're busy on Christmas Eve with decorating and preparing. And then on Christmas day you spend it either cooking, baking or cleaning until the evening which you spend working until the 26th. Then you have to spend the whole day cleaning up after the party. So I thought, well why not have a little bit of a Christmas celebration early. When you can relax and enjoy yourself. So... here we are!"
Barbatos felt himself internally swooning at his lover's attentiveness and care towards him. Theo was right after all, as soon as the clock struck 4am he would be working pretty much straight until the 27th of December, with no breaks.
He would be the first to admit the thought of working at an extravagant and wonderfully fun party while knowing the person he loved most was not spending the night by his side wasn't pleasant. Especially when he knew Theo would most likely end up spending his first Christmas in Devildom alone.
Walking towards the man, Barbatos swept the tray out of his arms with ease and placed it on the table beside the door; with the tray now out of the way he was free to wrap his arms around his partner and tug him into a tender kiss.
After the pair parted from the kiss, foreheads touching, as they gazed into one another's eyes, Barbatos couldn't help but breathe a sigh of delight. "Thank you,"Â he whispered into the scant space between their lips, eyes fluttering shut at the soft touch of Theo's thumb stroking his cheek.
And as Theo looked at the slowly melting demon in his arms he couldn't help but think about just how lucky a man he was. To have such a wonderful, kind and loving partner. To get to see a powerful and responsible demon melt into his touch. Yes, Theo most definitely knew he was the luckiest human alive to be able to say that he loves and is loved in return by the Duke of Hell, Barbatos.
"Honey~" he said softly, placing a kiss on Barbatos' forehead, "Come sit down. Your hair is still a mess from your bath. I'll comb it for you"
Barbatos shook his head, instead tugging Theo towards the bed. If tonight was supposed to be their Christmas together then Barbatos knew exactly how he wanted to spend it.
Curled up in bed, under the warmth of the blankets, nose to nose with the person he loves, arms wrapped around each other.
And since it appeared to Barbatos that Theo's gift to him was to be pampered for the night, he didn't think he would offer up many complaints.
"Barb, wha- Hey! No no the plan was for me to pamper you tonight! I was going to dry your hair and brush it out while you had your tea. Then I'd paint your nails, pamper your tail and horns and- Oh you just want cuddles huh? Well..." he paused looking between the bed and the now slightly disgruntled demon standing beside him, who was still clinging to his waist. "Okay. Yeah we can do cuddles instead I suppose."
"Thank you Love."
"You're most welcome Honeybun~"
Pulling back the covers Barbatos climbed into the bed, arms reaching out to invite his loving boyfriend to join him. Settling into the warmth that was his human heater, Barbatos found himself nestling his face in the crook of Theo's neck.
Inhaling softly, Barbatos allowed his mind to drift off and simply relax into the comfort provided from the rhythmic sound of his lover's breathing and the sweet scent of his shampoo.
Theo's hand traced soft patterns against Barbatos' back as he too, enjoyed the embrace of his significant other. A shiver went down his spine as the ticklish sensation of Barbatos leaving soft, chaste kisses against the side of his neck. In response he decided the best thing to do would be to place many kisses against Barbatos's face and head as possible. It was only fair after all.
Reaching forward, Barbatos tugged the hand tracing along his back towards his front; quickly interlocking their hands.
Theo's second hand was quick to begin playing with Barbatos' hair even as the original was currently being occupied by being kissed repeatedly.
The scratching sensation against his scalp had a soft rumble climbing up his chest, Barbatos' let out a pleased sound as he leaned into his lover's ginger touch.
"Theo. My dearest. I- Thank you." Barbatos sighed as he moved to face Theo, eyes still remaining closed as he moved his hand up to cradle his lover's cheek. "Thank you for this. For everything you do for me. For being here by my side. Thank you, for letting me love you so wholeheartedly and thank you for loving me in return." Barbatos finally opened his eyes, locking his sincere and very warm gaze upon Theo's own. " My Cosmos. I love you more than there are stars in the sky. And since I've been told Christmas is made for wishes, I wish that I could spend every Christmas right here. By your side. Because believe me, my Love; there is no place in any of the three reams I would rather be."
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Hello!!! Can I request headcanon (or reaction???) about Asmo from obey me, if s/o is asexual? I think it will be interesting... sorry for my bad English! I love your work~
I was born to answer this ask. Fully prepared to. I'm glad to hear that you like our content on This blog as well, so I hope you find this answer at least satisfactory ~
Asmodeus with an asexual S/o!
People will tell you he already knows or something, but I'd like to kindly disagee. I think it's more of In hindsight that makes a lot of sense why didn't I realize sooner. Much funnier and leaves it open for asexuals who are more comfortable with affection to be just a little bit more confusing.
He is so respectful of boundaries, he will always want you to be comfortable. He does shower you in any physical affection your comfortable with. Lots of hand holding. I can hear all the I love yous that are shared between the two of you. Maybe get a little poetic with it, I know Asmo will.
He may be the avatar of lust, love and wonder if you will but like I think Asmo has a lot of deeply rooted insecurities and without many places to turn to and not wanting to seem weak has turned so less than healthy coping mechanisms. So I think an asexual s/o would be a refreshing reality for him. He might not fully be sure what to do the whole time but honestly just taking things slowly will really help with that.
Consider all the cute yet fashionable matching outfits, for all the awesome devilgram posts ever. Please consider all the cute dates that would be possible spa days, little day trips out to see new places that have opened or some of your favorite places.
In short I don't think it's that bad at all, I think Asmo is just happy to have someone to love and be loved by. He may have a few things to work through but don't we all. He's sweet, caring, and respectful but most importantly loves you very much regardless.
Cuddles are mandatory I think, just whether you hold him close or the other way around doesn't matter he just wants cuddles. Put a movie on if you'd like, or you both can scroll through the gram and share memes with each other doesn't matter to much as long as the cuddles are had. You both need a certain amount of cuddles per week.
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Admin Tea here! All I have to say is God I love Asmo, and my dumb asexual ass think it's hilarious in every way possible. I'm going to say that most asexual relationships would be very different from most other relationships so that's why most of theses aren't to grand. And each asexual person is different and has a different comfort level with certain things so I'm trying to be encompassing of that. But I hope they are all enjoyable and that other asexuals find them enjoyable and comforting. Don't be afraid to request more things!
With lots of love,
Admin Tea
P. S. Look forward to future content! Some fics are going to be coming out but you didn't hear that from me đâ¨
I figured it out, I want to be barbatos house husband or whatever. Just want to give him a break and let him be treated for a little bit, give him gifts! Spoil barb!
so i can freely make headcanons without being stupid
i have less then 50 messages last i checked, ive been trying to upgrade my cards once more. next up is doing more hard mode of the lesson till ive caught up to where i was and then just speed running the story i think, we'll see what happens
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Did anyone ask for Mammon juice, come and get your fluff.
"Mam's? Mam's are you in here?" was the only sound that filled the dimly lighted room. "my Man? no? perfect." the human transfer student chuckled to themself as they snuck into the demon's room. after quickly closing the door behind them.
Crossing the room to get to the nightstand they place the vase on it. pulling out the note from their pocket to prop it up in front of the vase to be easily spotted even from the other side of the room. "there, he can't possibly miss it here"
"Who can't miss what where?" when did he arrive? best guess, just now.
"oh- hey mam's- how's it going?" smooth. . real smooth. . not. turning to look the Avatar of Greed in the face, plastering a smile across their face.
"what are you hiding behind your back?" Mammon inquired clearly picking up on their odd behavior.
"huh? me hiding something? never-" raising their hands and making dismissive hand gestures. "why would I ever try to hide something from Thee great mammon? I could never" they couldn't help but grin happily.
"what are ya' even doing in my room anyway, human?" Mammon said trying to make them crack under the questions and explain what their hiding.
"would you by any chance- believe me, if I said, Solomons teleportation spell didn't really work as well as intended?" The human transfer student said with a smirk sprawling across their face.
"huh?" the suggestion seemed to confuse Mammon more than anything else. "Is that a vase of flowers behind you?" mammon said while standing on his tippy toes and leaning side to side trying to see around the human in front of them.
"I don't know is it? I can't see behind me" They give a shrug. "you'll have to find out for yourself, unfortunate really" They said before darting past mammon and out the bedroom door that was left open. leaving the avatar of greed to yell at them as they ran away.
"OI! HUMAN! get back here!" Mammon sighed knowing all too well they weren't going to be running back into the room any time soon. he turned his attention to the vase one more and smiled noticing the card standing in front of it. "that's my human" he mumbles to himself as he picks the card up.
'a bouquet of narcissus, for the narcissus that captured my heart. I can only hope that these daffodils can symbolize our time together because since arriving in devildom it's the narcissus that marked a new beginning. but if that doesn't float your boat, I can hope that maybe they'll be kind enough to bring you good luck, even if it's only for a little while. with love, your human <3'
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would you believe I wrote this and I'm not a mammon simp? but I do love and appreciate people who are mammon simps, so i hope you all enjoyed this little fic <3