#pixeldream

@pixeldream @ariellesimblr

⟬ meme / @kissespink & @pixeldream ⟭

🖌 + one for pixel and one for kiwa if that’s okay? :3

The first painting was simple, but she was quite proud of how pretty it was. A single tree cloaked in soft, pink petals. Just by looking at it, she could feel a spring breeze against her cheeks and felt immediately at ease.

"I've always loved going to see the trees bloom. I'm not sure why, but you make me think of them. Tall and sturdy, but so very pretty and soft. You give off the impression that someone could sit beside you for hours and feel safe and happy.

The second painting was less distinct and recognizable. It wasn't a mess, the colors meeting clear lines and boundaries, but it was clearly meant to depict the burst of confusion she had felt while attempting to understand Pixel.

"I couldn't get a grasp on what I wanted to paint."

In other words, her abilities had hit a wall. Where she could easily read people and their feelings, she found it difficult to reach something as simple as surface-level thoughts. Why that was the case was beyond her, but she still tried to make something for them because body language was just as telling.

》》 @pixeldream whispered: ʘ‿ʘ / for mammon u_u

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♚ . *. ⋆ ❝ 𝐡𝐞𝐡𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞. i ain't known as th'devildom's 𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝙻 for nothin'! ❞ yep , he's definitely 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 at this point.

》》 @pixeldream whispered: ʘ‿ʘ but like … SHYLY SKFJFNDJSJ

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♚ . *. ⋆ ❝ 𝐨𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲? is that so? ❞ crimson orbs are dark with 𝙲𝚄𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚃𝚈 as he observes them. he won't lie ; he finds them 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 too.

》》 @pixeldream whispered: A cautious step back… “Mams.. why are you looking at me like that. Why do you look so sus rn.”

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♚ . *. ⋆ 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐢𝐭. he lunges at them for a hug , his arms wrapping around 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙱𝚄𝚃 𝙰𝙸𝚁 as they glitch out of his way in the nick of time. ❝ hey , where ya goin'? i ain't 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚊 yet! ❞

》》 @pixeldream whispered: they r gonna just…. yoink the towel from mams… ❤️

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♚ . *. ⋆ 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬. but alas , given his current state , all he can do is stare blankly. maybe it's slowly turning into a stare of 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 , though.

⟬ @pixeldream ⟭

It was time for the next game collab cafe, and Pixel just had to go— so, they needed their scary dog privilege. Beelzebub had already been bribed with snacks for the walk there, and the virus had their nose buried in his borrowed D.D.D. to keep an eye on the directions. They… didn’t get out much, so getting lost would suck.

Once Pixel had spotted the cafe hosting the collab, they grabbed the demon’s hand to pull him inside. Being friends with someone so tall and intimidating had it’s perks— especially given one or two people quite literally moved out of the duo’s way. While waiting to be seated, Pixel looked over the menu posted on the wall and pointed to it with a small hop. “I’m gonna grab the pancakes! What about you, Beel? Remember i’m paying, so get whatever!”

In all of their excitement, though, Pixel may have forgotten they were still holding Beelzebub’s hand…

These small, cute collaboration cafes were nothing new to Beelzebub. On more than one occasion, he had joined his older brother to experience cafes in both the Human Realm and the Devildom. And while he had enjoyed most visits with Leviathan, the sixth-born realized that it felt different going on these trips with Pixel.

That point was proven when they took his hand and pulled him along, the gesture simple but flustering for someone that had so little experience dealing with the feelings that came with it.

Mind filled with cotton and cheeks pink, Beelzebub paid them more attention than he did the menu or the people flanking them.

"Oh. Uh. . ." His eyes fluttered, attention drawn back to the surface of his mind rather than the deeper, more befuddled parts. "The parfait looks good, but so do the pancakes. And the pasta."

There wasn't a lot on the menu, but he could always order more servings if he liked them enough. Or he wouldn't. As generous as they were, the idea of bleeding their wallet dry didn't sit right in his stomach. It was true that he would gnaw holes in his brothers' funds without shame or remorse, but this was a different situation.

》》 @pixeldream whispered: “No in person contact..? Are they like, sick or something like that?” Now they’re just even more worried— something made even more apparent by the nervous flicks of her tail and the way their eyebrows furrowed in concern. Purple eyes now seemed to examine Lucifer a little closer— looking for any signs he was unwell himself and lying about it. They wouldn’t put it past him. She needed to be sure of it— he could be mad at them later if he wanted— so they hopped up on their tip toes to gently press a hand against the demon’s forehead to see if he was warm at all.

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ♚ . *. ⋆ ❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭, 𝐢 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 … ❞ he was technically done speaking by the time the other reared up on their tip toes to press their fingers against his forehead ... 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃'𝚂 𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙳𝙸𝙳 𝙸𝚃 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙷𝙸𝙼. having her touch him like that , so softly and so gently ... he couldn't stop himself. he had the sense that his cheeks were 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 the moment they stepped in to check on him , but by now he was certain that they were a 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚁𝙴𝙳 as he stood up and reached forward to embrace them against his chest , bending his head to 𝘯𝘶𝘻𝘻𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 against the top of her head. almost as quickly , however , he realized what he had done ; he cleared his throat rather hoarsely before pulling away , nearly 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙼𝙱𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙳𝚂 into his chair. ❝ ah , forgive me ... i'm 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 what came over me there ... ❞ he definitely did but he can't admit it out loud , at least not yet.