#wing.anon

Ough, was suffering a headache from eyestrain but I'm good! Headache's gone!

Anyway, the brownies were nice. Might cut back on the sugar a little bit because I really want that dark chocolate taste.

More under the cut, I ramble about the Embittered Companion and what their opinions on Solomon would be.

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Honestly, I don't think he's the type to force anyone into anything they don't like. But that doesn't mean he can't be a tease in other ways:

"Quite a temper you have," he rests his chin on his knuckles. "Have you ever tried relaxing?"

He poked at their cheek. His sharp nail felt like a needle about to puncture their flesh, but he never did. "You should loosen up, be more like Raon."

He's the same level of calm as Mammon. He's aggressive when he needs to be. To me, he's bordering on motherly and fatherly:

"Ah," his head perks up when he notices the fresh scars on their flesh. "Look where your wrecklessness has brought you."

He approaches them in a manner almost similar to a saunter. The King of Lust stands before them, raising their injured arm, only a region of their injured body. The open wound heals as he places the pads of his fingertips against it, leaving only a remnant of the sanguine trail. "Careful next time. We don't want Raon to lose his little friend."

Although he might seem like he favors Raon more, I think he treats Companion and him equally. He just likes seeing Companion ticked off. He loves getting reactions out of them.

He's able to hold up a conversation with them well, though. He seems like the type to ramble on about himself considering he's a narcissist:

Although they may roll their eyes at him, he doesn't mind as long as they're listening. He'll ask about their day, too. Just to be fair.

"I'm sure your day must've been great." Asmodeus' red eyes stare at the already bitter face, their eyes somewhere else. "Especially since Raon was in it."

"Oh, the complete opposite," they look at the devil in front of them. It seems like they're engaged now.

Asmodeus snickers. It seems that he could make time for their rant.

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I honestly think they should've made Asmodeus' hair less messy and his horn less geometrical, I guess? I hope you like my thoughts on him, though.🪽

Yeah the hair in the fancy selfie card does bother me, since Asmodeus's hair in his regular sprite doesn't look layered. It smooth, it sleek.

I very much enjoyed those headcanons, man are they fun to read. It always stirs up my brain for my own ideas!

He does seem like someone that would enjoy some good ol tea. Who doesn't enjoy gossip? I would imagine he would keep these little conversations a secret, not because out of any respect, but because it bothers my Ra-on to the nth degree. Well, perhaps a little bit of respect towards the Companion but who says he can't have a bit of a fun and tease my Ra-on about this information.

Hmm I'd like to imagine that a majority of the energy went into celebrating with Ra-on. Devils went hard as fuck, a little too hard actually and exhausted themselves. And this ends up starting the After-party event, where all the tired devils gravitated towards the Embittered Companion and just, lulled themselves to sleep. Sleepy texts, weirdly sentimental talks with the Embittered Companion.

Because, ultimately, it's not as if the devils hate the Embittered Companion. They got a lot of admirable qualities in a human being, it just takes a while for them to notice since they're all blinded by "Son of Solomon, Our Savior and Fucktoy Ra-on."

Meanwhile Ra-on is knocked the fuck out somewhere in the building so he doesn't know what the hell is going on.

And as for how the Embittered Companion would react, I'd say they'd be pretty quiet. Almost uncharacteristically so. A year down here, unable to go back to the human world because they're not willing to leave Ra-on behind, it gets one missing home. And by that time, the Embittered Companion has probably gotten to know the devils' culture, so they're not as snippy about their habits, so long as it doesn't lead to any physical and mental harm on themselves and those close to them.

But still, a year. Before they knew it, a year has passed, and they can't help but feel just how out of place they are down here. Sure sure, they never made an effort to fit in, they're too aware of the difference between them and the devils, but still. So, rather than celebrate the fact that they've been down here for a year in Hell, they'd do a quiet little celebration of how they're still alive. Might smoke, might just drink, might just listen to some music while looking into the night sky, who knows.

Companion getting to meet with Minhyeok again, but him hanging out a little more with Ra-on; Minhyeok being just as perverted as Ra-on (exchanging undergarments); the overall scene... I just want to know what Companion thinks, because to me, an outside perspective is more interesting than the main character's. 🪽

Hmm that would highly depend if the Companion is aware of Minhyeok's own set of perversions. Because if they ever caught Minhyeok jacking it with Ra-on underwear, they would never trust him to do laundry ever again. Though, compared to Ra-on, I would imagine he would stop right there because the guilt would be too much.

Either way, Companion has a pet peeve about Minhyeok washing Ra-on's underwear. "What, is he five years old, Minhyeok? He can wash his own damn underwear. No, I don't care that you don't mind, he needs to do this himself."

Enough time has probably passed and by that time, the Companion would probably have already got Ra-on into the habit of washing his own clothes. So the whole underwear exchange had them glaring at them both until they explained what the hell do they think they're doing. "You better not be giving him your laundry Ra-on, I will throttle you and you too Minhyeok for agreeing."

And when they explain it's just something to remember each other by, the Companion is baffled. Underwear??? Get each other a gift like regular people. But they won't fight it if those two insist on it.

"You better not be getting any hope, Minhyeok." And then proceeds to shoot him with those words. Sorry man, he's just not into you, do not take this as a sign that Ra-on coming around.

And then, when Minhyeok is out of here, the Companion will hold out their hand, and Ra-on will wordlessly give them Minhyeok's underwear. Both because he's filled with guilt from a past incident he's done to the Companion, and also because there's literally no one safer to keep Minhyeok's underwear safe.

If the Companion does know that Minhyeok jacks off with Ra-on's underwear, it's a straight up no from the Companion.

It's sad that Gabriel doesn't receive much fanart. I think of him in a way that kind of strays away from canon, but it also fits him, I guess?

There's also this one Andrealphus artist. I get giddy when I see their work of him. The way they draw him just feels so right. I wish there were also more fics for him.

In summary, I love them lots.🪽

I like Andrealphus's design and I rolled for him as soon as his banner was out. I'm sad to say I still don't know much about him. I know he shows no mercy towards angels, but I do have to question how far that goes, because it makes me question how he'd react to an OC of mine, Raqiel. Would he try to kill him on sight? Because if yes, that'll be a fun time.

But yeah I dig his vibes. I can tell there's a hell of a lot wrong with him and that's fun for me.

And Gabriel. I haven't seen him much so I don't have any thoughts on him either. He just seems like a fun dude to torture and make go through a miserable time. A pretty straightforward character all things considered.

Hmm tired, paralyzed by choices in what I could be writing, but mostly very very tired. Sleeping schedule is baaaaaad.

Also found a shiny program that I'm playing around with, and reading up on ttrpg's and solo journaling games because I've been needing to scratch that zombie apocalypse itch for some reason. Not the "I shoot guns and kill hoards of zombies," but the "I can't let them hear me, can't let them see me, please let there be somebody alive I need the company, any company" aspect. The psychological price to be paid, basically.

I have lots of little drafts but ugh, can't finish them for some reason. Mental illness is really festering in the brain matter.

So do I man. I'm trying to write Gabriel and his weird thing with the Embittered Companion. I wanted to write them while they're lucid and absolutely verbally rip into Gabriel while he's praying.

This, of course, does things to him.

I have been thinking of Ra-on and his harem of super powerful devils eventually finding other things to indulge in. They love sex certainly but Ra-on is just Ra-on. Not at all a sex expert and very passive in everything to the point where nobody really knows him, so there's not much to cherish beyond his connection to Solomon.