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Bonding
(Takes place at some point shortly after Auva pacts with Beel. After the events of âTsundere Nonsenseâ)
I wrote a thing about these pact headcanons! Extremely sappy fluff. Brace yourself lol
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Auva sits atop the kitchen counter near the cutting board, idly swinging her feet as she chats with Beel and Mammon about the upcoming retreat.
Beel distractedly replies to them, as he devotes most of his attention to slicing and peeling a Devildom citrus of some kind. Itâs large and round and purple. Itâs constructed like an orange, and itâs sour-sweet-refreshing kind of like an orange, but with a different flavour. It has a proper name, but Auva insists on referring to it as a purple.
Beel cuts a fruit segment off the peel and hands it to her.
âLevi was complaining about the timing earlier, something about a characterâs birthday? I said Iâd help him out with packing later today because heâs gonna bring a whole bunch of his figurines with him tâwh? For me?â Auva says in surprise, looking between the purple fruit segment in her hand and her friend who put it there. She has NEVER seen Beel share his food with anyone before!
âMmhmâ Beel nonchalantly replies, humming his confirmation through a mouthful of purple citrus.
Stunned and touched at his seemingly automaticâbut wildly uncharacteristicâgenerosity towards her, she pops the piece of fruit into her mouth. Slices of purple have never tasted so good before.
Auva leans over and hugs Beelâs free arm as she chews. âThank you..!â
Beel smiles at her, then perks up as if heâs had an idea.
Auva feels her pact bond with Beel stirring awake in the vague un-space in the back of her mind. Heâs reaching for her. Auva reaches back, making the mental contact to open up their pact bond. It feels like holding his hand, except⌠closer, warmer, because itâs really their souls making contact.
Auva receives a gentle pulse of âprotectiveness-affection-friendship-softnessâ from Beel, sent directly into her mind. Auva replies âwarm-soft-appreciation-devotion-affectionâ, far more clumsily. Less practiced. Still, it works. Beel receives the emotions she means to share with him, letting an echo of it reverberate back through the bond to her so she knows he heard her.
Beel takes a bite of another fruit slice. Leaving one regular human bite sized piece of it instead of eating the whole slice at once. Auva doesnât have time to wonder why before Beel feeds her the remaining piece.
She swallows it, and the pact bond seems to spark to life! Suddenly, it feels less like holding his hand, and more like being hugged. The emotions Beel shares with her are clearer this time. His soul wraps lovingly around hers and they blend together, the lines between them blurring and melting. It feels so close. Understanding Beel is suddenly easier than breathing. Itâs the most intimate connection she has ever felt in her life.
She gets âfondness-loyalty-warmth-small human-promise to catch you-promise to feed you-grow healthy and strong-give you bites of my Life-I love youâ from him. Not quite in words, but the sentiment is fully conveyed. The new clarity to their bond is incredible, and the sentiment he conveys to her touches her deeply.
Without a thought, she sends back âaww, Beel-would die for you-I love you-big precious friend-appreciation-devotion-loyalty-I love you-I love you-I love youâ to him. Also without words, but the sentiment is completely understood.
Beel puts down the knife and the piece of empty citrus peel so he can wipe off a drop of juice from her face. With one final gentle pulse of âwarmth-love-devotionâ from him, their bond goes still and dormant again. Her soul is once again hers alone.
âWoah⌠what WAS that?â Auva breathily asks.
âStrengthening our pact,â Beel answers, fondness subtly colouring his tone of voice.
Auva canât help but think she must be able to pick up on that now because of that experience. She feels like she understands him a bit better now, having just had their minds linked more closely than ever before in that incredible moment of connection.
Beel picks up the knife again, and a new fruit. He returns to slicing and snacking.
âThatâs a thing we can do?â Auva asks, fascinated.
âSure can,â Mammon finally chimes in. He gets up from leaning against the wall and approaches her. âHere.â
Mammon cups her jaw carefully in one hand, then tenderly touches their foreheads together. He holds them there for a long moment, stroking her cheek with his thumb as he reaches for her through their pact.
Auva reaches back to Mammon. Mentally taking his offered hand.
They breathe together, sharing the same air. Sharing the same breath. This time, the pact bond opens up gradually, pulsing in time with their slow breaths like a flickering candle, until their back and forth exchange of âlove-trust-devotion-best friend-mine-preciousâ becomes clear and strong. Less like a conversation with turns, and more like harmonizing.
As their vitality blends together, Auva feels surrounded by him, wrapped up in his energy like a blanket, thoroughly warm and loved. She feels him languidly pouring âaffection-care-endearment-protectivenessâ into her mind. She feels âmine-I love you-anything for you-my human-stay close to me-I love youâ from him.
Wordlessly, Auva replies âwould follow you anywhere-I love you-feel safe together-Iâm home-I love you-my Mammon-want you to be happy-I love you-stay close to me-would give you the world-I love youâ, trying to give him the same warmth right back.
After a minute, Mammon pulls back. The intense connection fades back to normal.
Auva stares at him in awe, and he smiles at her, all glassy-eyed and soft. He taps her nose fondly, then takes a step back.
He clears his throatâas if to banish any hints of emotion from his voice before he speaksâand rubs the back of his neck the way he always does when heâs embarrassed.
âPretty cool, huh? Itâll make usinâ the bond easierâOI, easy, human!â Mammon had tried to act cool and chill, but gets suddenly cut off by Auva hopping down from her seat on the kitchen counter and nearly bowling him over in a very enthusiastic hug.
âWhat the fuck Mam, we could have been doing that the whole time, what the fuck, I love you so fucking much!!â Auva says directly into Mammonâs shirt where her face is smushed against him.
Mammon quickly softens again, immediately returning the hug. Who does he think heâs kidding? âI⌠yeah, alright. I love ya too, or some shitâŚâ
In perfect sync, Auva and Beel roll their eyes and huff an identical soft laugh at Mammon.
(Her mind buzzes excitedly as it drifts to her other pact partner, Levi. Did he know about this too?? Itâs incredible, sheâs TOTALLY gonna do this with him too when she meets up with him later!! She can hardly wait!)
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happy birthday kunikďźđ§Ąđ
Inuit kiss called âKunikâ, to show affection @kayuulanov
Iâd meant to have this kunik series ready for Valentineâs Day. That obviously didnât happen, but who needs an excuse to enjoy some cute couples mushing their faces together?????

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MORE PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW WHAT A KUNIK ACTUALLY IZ
itz not the "esk/mo(i) kiss" we know today
heres a youtube short i love that covers it
#shorts #nativeamerican #suite #dancing #viral
i love this so much that growing up it was my favourite form of affection
also side note, throat singing is absolutely beautiful and you guys should go listen to it, very brain scratchy /pos /g /np
Skateboard design!! Hand painted. In the future, I want to print on skateboards.
Kuniks are so precious T_T
Zuko hates the cold but loves sokka