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My demons' periods cycles. By Mc Masterlist
Hi, I've decided to make a list about this series because I hope to be adding extras and situations and I'd like to have it all recapped and organised.
How it all started
The talk
The First talk
Lucifer, Mammon & Levi
Satan, Asmo & Beel
Belphie, Diavolo & Barbatos
Simeon & Raphael
Solomon's reaction
Return the favour
Mephistopheles
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Mc: Beel, I appreciate you wanting to help me with my garden.
Beel: âŚ
Mc: But if you eat the plants before we plant them, we won't harvest anything.
Beel: Iâm sorry, Mc⌠I thought the tomato plant would taste like a tomatoâŚ
Mc: It doesnât work that way, Beel *trying not to laugh*.
Beel: So we wonât have any tomatoes or carrots??
Mc: Weâll buy more plants, but this time donât eat them, okay?
Beel: *puppy-dog smile* I promise.
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More young adult yuu Im begging
Hi!! Well, I just posted the Scarabia chapter, and the Pomefiore one is in progress. Iâm not going to lie, itâs a series I love, but I think every time I think about the Ignihyde and Diasomnia chapter, I get stuck because I donât know how to tackle it.
Thereâs also the fear of losing the characterâs essence⌠Sometimes I feel like I canât make it true to the character or funny, and I overthink a lot of things.
But overall, I have lots of ideas: creating events (like having Deuceâs mom and his honorary parent at school meet, that really tempts me), coming up with situations outside the canon, meaning outside the main story and events, and making a master list⌠Although, of course, Iâm also struggling to survive, my energy is at zero; Iâm a bit like the young adult Yuu.
But still, thanks for your interest in this series đĽšđĽš . Hugs đ
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A young adult Yuu V
Yuu is isekaied into twisted wonnderlar, but they are a "independent" adult in their 20's, college ended and who is fighting for finding a job and survive.
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Raphael couldn't understand it, and a lump formed in his throat every time he thought about it. It couldn't be, not Simeon, not him tooâŚ. When Michael gave him the orders, he didnât quite understand what he meant, and then the words he heard next distorted in his ears: âHumanâ What? What human? That was all he could manage to say âSimeon is now a humanâ He felt his heart stop, as if heâd stopped breathing. Simeon⌠a human? What⌠what had happened?
However, he didnât give him much of an explanation. Simeon had stolen a relic from heaven to give it to a mere mortal. It didnât make sense, Simeon wouldnât do something like that. Why would he betray the Celestial Realm?⌠Simeon wouldnât do that, no⌠Not himâŚ
He hurried off; he had to go to the human world and see it with his own eyes. He was convinced that Simeon couldnât have done something like that. Not of his own free will, he must have been forced or misled. Too much time in hell, surrounded by Lucifer and his brothers⌠He knew that Simeon never truly understood what had happened, that he still loved them⌠But what about him? Did he still love the brothers? It didnât matter, it had nothing to do with the matter at hand. He had to think about Simeon. How had he been dragged into something like this? Did that human possess some kind of magic? Was he someone very important? What if Simeon had made the same mistake as Lilith... what if Simeon had fallen in love with that human?
He shook his head; he was rambling. He arrived in the human world, telling himself over and over that he would prove to Michael there must be a mistake, that it wasnât possible. He turned onto the street where that cafĂŠ was located; he wouldnât go through the same thing again. It was all nonsense, it had to be. He wasnât going to let another loved one lose their wings. He stopped abruptly when he reached the spot.
When he saw him, he understood everything. The Simeon standing before his eyes seemed happy; he laughed while he cooked, joked around, and his eyes filled with affection as he looked at that human, as he laughed with the brothers⌠He hadnât seen him like that since before the war; after that fateful event, his brotherâs eyes had always been tinged with a veil of sadness, of unfulfilled longing, and of regret⌠He knew that Simeon had sometimes wished he could have followed LuciferâŚ
And now it was clear to him that what Simeon had always wanted was the kind of life he was now living, not to be a guardian of a deity who championed a superficial familiarity. No one had forced Simeon to do that; perhaps⌠he had been thinking about it for millennia. And now Raphael didnât know what to do.
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This is something I wrote back when the final season of the original Obey Me! game came out, and I felt bad about just letting it go to waste, so Iâve polished it up and am sharing it with you as some vintage content from this, our, wonderful fandom.
To be honest, it was the first time Iâd ever followed a season episode by episode (I downloaded Obey Me! when the third season was already complete), and I really enjoyed itâthe fandom discussions, the new characters... Anyway, Iâm feeling nostalgic; weâve come a long way since then 𼚠.
Thank you for reading đŠˇ
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Thirteen: Mc, you're coming with me today!
Mc: Wherever you take me, I'll go.
Thirteen: Great!!! I'm sick of the guys monopolizing you!
They find themselves in an underground cave with a large lake and all kinds of fantastic minerals and rocks
Mc: Wow.
Thirteen: *smiling smugly* Impressive, isn't it?
Mc: Thirteen, this place is enough to take your breath away *looking at her excitedly*, literally.
Thirteen: Aaaaww, Iâm so used to it that Iâd forgotten just how surreal this place is.
Mc: Is this some kind of underworld?
Thirteen: Yes, the candles that represent the lives of all creatures are created from that lake. Once a new soul manifests, our job is to collect that candle and bring it to our cave, where the flame will be lit. To watch over it until itâs time to collect that soul.
Mc: So is this a primordial, sacred place or something like that for the Reapers?
Thirteen: Yeah, itâs a place that few creatures other than Reapers have seen.
Mc: But why did you bring me here if itâs something so important?
Thirteen: Well, *counting on her fingers* youâve been to hell, to paradise...I figured this was the only one left, and I wanted to show it to you.
Mc: âŚ
Thirteen: Besides, you react well to places that would trigger existential crises in humans, so I didnât think thereâd be a problem.
Mc: That makes sense. Thanks for trusting me, Thirteen.
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At the entrance to the House of Lamentations
Diavolo: Why are you guys out here?
Mc: Weâre grounded.
Diavolo: Why?
Mammon: We started a pillow fight in the living room.
Levi: He attacked me, I got mad, and I summoned Lotan.
Diavolo: I see⌠And you, Mc?
Mc: Because Lucifer says I encourage those ideas.
Diavolo: *holding back a laugh*
Mc: But I donât understand where he got the idea that Iâm not pure chaos myself :(
Mammon: Thatâs why we get along so well.
Levi: Sometimes even more chaotic than us.
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Crowley: Yuu, we need to talk about your an Grim's roommates.
Yuu: Whatâs up with them?
Crowley: Well, theyâre a bit peculiar.
Yuu: ???
Crowley: Look, I can understand that Rollo Flamme is one of them, a student from another school. Promoting friendship between schools is wonderful, so thatâs perfectly fine.
Yuu: Rolloâs the one who keeps the house from burning down.
Rollo: Iâm here against my will *sighs*
Crowley: Mr. Skully⌠is a student at this school, technically, but heâs a ghost. I donât think living with a ghost is the best thing for you.
Yuu: You didnât see that as a problem when you made me live here.
Ghost 1, Ghost 2, and Ghost 3: *waving*
Crowley: âŚTrue
Skully: Living with Yuu-san is a wonderful experience.
Crowley: But thereâs no possible excuse for a child and an dult, who, on top of that, is a convicted criminal.
Fellow: Thatâs highly offensive, tell him Prefect.
Yuu: No, no, youâre wrong.
Crowley: About what??!!
Yuu: Fellow is a human trafficker, but he isnât a convicted criminal because heâs never been investigated.
Fellow: Exactly.
Yuu: Heâs the convicted criminal *pointing at Swing*
Swing: What can I say? Not leaving a record of what Iâve done feels wrong.
Crowley: *choked scream upon noticing the faeâs presence*
Yuu: Itâs true that weâre a peculiar group, but we get along pretty well, donât we???
Skully: This dorm is as chaotic as Halloween itself, itâs perfect!!
Rollo: Iâm only still here to ensure the prefectâs survival.
Swing: Mr. Swing likes this lifestyle.
Fellow: Free food and a roof over my head? Iâll get along with whoever I have to.
Gidel: *nods*
Grim: And finally, there are enough of us to enter a Spelldrive tournament!!!
Crowley: *grabbing Yuu by the shoulders and shaking them* Are you okay, Prefect?? Are you really okay???
Yuu: We have fewer conflicts and problems than the other dorms, what more do you want????
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Demon: Maybe, if youâre not careful *wicked grin*, your life could end sooner than expected.
Mc: Fine by me.
Demon: Yo- what? No!!! Youâre supposed to reply!!
Mc: Why would I reply if I want to die?
Demon: âŚ
Mc: :3
Demon: Mc, life is wonderful!!
Mc: Meh, things are just so-so in the human world.
Demon: Mc!!! Youâre so young, you still have so much to live for!
Mc: Nah, Iâm not missing out on anything.
Lucifer: Hey *threatening aura*
Demon: âŚ
Lucifer: What are you doing to Mc?
Demon: Me?? What are you guys doing to this human to make them say these things!!!?
Lucifer: ??
Demon: Your human is bad, really, really bad.
Lucifer: *very confused, not sure whether to finish or listen to the demon* ????
Mc: Actually, I was already like this :D
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Satan: I can understand that rock beats scissors, and, obviously, that scissors beat paper.
Mc: âŚ
Satan: But how can paper beat rock???
Mc: Satan is just a game.
Satan: But what logic is it based on???!!
Mc: You donât have to overthink it, itâs just a game to pass the time.
Satan: It angers me that things donât follow any real logic *gritting his teeth*
Mc: ⌠Maybe thatâs why youâre always so angry.
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Do you remember that event where they worked with bulls?
Well, Belphie and his people.
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Mc coming home after a long day at work
Mc: Darling?
Lucifer: *asleep, hugging a pillow, with obvious signs of having been drinking*
Mc: Well, look at that *sighing* we sure are making the most of our retirement *smiling as they starts picking up a couple of bottles* uh, this one still has some left *drinking straight from the bottle* it tastes like quinceâŚ
Lucifer: *stirring*
Mc: *picking him up and carrying him to the bedroom* You said you were going to stop drinking so much *looking at the demonâs face* youâre getting on in years.
Lucifer: Mmmm.
Mc: *laying him down on the bed* Good night *about to leave*
Lucifer: Mc?
Mc: Good morning, sleepyhead. Why donât you go back to sleep? I have to finish up a few things, and Iâll be with you in a minute.
Lucifer: You work too muchâŚ. And youâre always late coming home.
Mc: Well, now you know how I felt at the beginning of this relationship *amused*
Lucifer: ⌠*hiding in their shoulder* I'm awful.
Mc: *laughing* That's not true, and besides, it is the case that the hours are getting longer.
Lucifer: I miss you.
Mc: If you keep saying things like that, Iâm going to have to start working from home.
Lucifer: That would be nice *hugging them tightly*
Mc: It would be, but this is the beginning of our life together, okay? So donât worry.
Lucifer: I know *letting them lean against his chest*, but the more I have of you, the more I wantâŚ
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I find it really funny that our workaholic, whoâs in charge of everything, has turned into a stay-at-home husband. Wonderfulđ¤ .
Thanks for reading đŠˇ
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Diavolo: Mc, guess what- *barge into their bedroom without warning*
Mc: *just out of the shower, covering themself with a towel* DIA, KNOCK BEFORE YOU COME IN!!!
Diavolo: Sorry, Mc *steps out of their bedroom and leans against the door*
Asmo: Lord Diavolo???
Diavolo: âŚ
Asmo: Lord- why are your pupils so dilated???
Diavolo: IâŚ
Asmo: They cover your whole iris!! We need help!! Lucifer!!! *runs off to find him*
Diavolo: Maybe Mc should have a magic lock on their doorâŚ
Diavolo: âŚ
Diavolo: Maybe Mc should have their own residence⌠next to the palace.
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Mc: Give me a hug.
Barbatos: Oh? Since when have you been so demanding, Mc?
Mc: *staring at him intently, before sighing resignedly* I had to try. Sorry for bothering you *tries to leave*
Barbatos: *hugging them tightly from behind*
Mc: Barbatos???
Barbatos: I never said I wouldnât do it, itâs just thatâŚ
Mc: ?
Barbatos: Iâm not used to someone treating me so naturally *burying his face in the crook of them neck*
Mc: Donât say that.
Barbatos: Mc, Iâm not used to showing affection, to affection in general; itâs hard for me to break that habit.
Mc: *smiling* Itâs hard for me too, since, well, âyouâre the one who controls time,â but my desire to give you love wins out, so⌠can I hold off until youâre ready?
Barbatos: *laughing* You donât need to wait, honestly, Iâd like to get used to it this way.
Mc: And you say youâre the one whoâs not used to showing affection when you say things like thatâŚ
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You didnât know where you were, or how youâd gotten there. The last thing you remembered was being in your bedroom, dozing off, and then suddenly finding yourself in that place.
However, that place wasnât entirely unknown to you; there was something about it that felt familiar, but you couldnât quite put your finger on what it was.
âThere you are!!â
You turned toward the voice, and your eyes flew open as you saw the figure of a man approaching. Like that place, you didnât know who he was, but there was something familiar about him. What you had no doubt about was that he was an angelâthose white clothes, that aura of solemnity, and that great power beneath the apparent calm; he couldnât be anything other than an angel.
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Satan: We have less than five minutes to find a way out.
Mammon: And whatâs the alternative?
Satan: Being stuck here all day.
Mammon: *thoughtfully* Itâs tempting⌠but it would be a wasted day.
Satan: Exactly.
Mc: *storming into the room with a slam*
Mammon and Satan: !!!
Mc: *looking tired*
Mammon: H-hi, Mc.
Mc: *approaching the demons*
Satan: Howâs it going *nervously*?
Mc: *grabbing them by the wrists and dragging them to the bed*
Satan and Mammon: *being pushed said bed*
Mc: *curling up between them with a smile*
Satan: *sighing* And there goes our study day *settling in* You should stop staying up late to study.
Mc: I work better at night, even though itâs always night in the Devildom.
Mammon: Mc *blushing* youâre not the only one taking exams, if we keep this up, weâre going to fail.
Mc: You guys are demons; youâve been around for ages. Those exams should be a piece of cake.
Belphie: Tell them, Mc.
Mammon: Belphie?
Satan: How long have you been here?
Belphie: *hugging Mc* I live here now.
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After the grand celebration, the crowd of people eager to congratulate him, and the mountain of gifts, Lucifer was in his bedroom, his wings spread in all their splendor while you combed and tended to each of his feathers.
The touch of your fingers was soothing, and little by little, all the stress in his body melted away under your hands. You hummed as you focused on the task, and that allowed him to let his mind wander.
Now that they had graduated from RAD, they had fully entered the game of the upper echelons of hell; power dynamics and influence were unavoidable, and as Diavoloâs right-hand man, he had to be good at it.
Heâd be lying if he said he didnât enjoy having all eyes on him; his pride shone in all its glory as all the demons followed his every move with longing. But, deep down, he wanted none of it. He would have preferred a small celebration with his brothers and friends, with you, a thousand times over.
He opened his eyes; sleep was overtaking him. You smiled sweetly at him and caressed his face. There, after all that, lay his greatest longing: to have you by his side in the place that meant being Lucifer Morning Star. To introduce you as his spouse, his partner, his greatest pride. How wonderful that would be.
He trembled slightly, how dangerous it would be for you, but he couldnât stop wishing for it. The only thing he wanted as a birthday gift, the only wish that came to mind as he blew out the candles, was a life with you.
âAll doneâ
He rose slowly and stretched his wings; he felt completely renewed. He looked at you fondly, how could he want anything more?
âYouâll stay here tonight, wonât you?â
âHuh? I donât know, I donât know⌠why should I?â
That mischievous smile was enchanting; he approached you with eyes ablaze.
âBecause itâs my birthday, arenât you going to grant my wish?â
You surrendered to his waiting arms, and he embraced you as if he wanted to melt into your skin; his wings folded to shelter you both. And looking into your eyes, he leaned in to kiss you, you returned the kiss, after all, it was his birthday.
âHappy birthday, Luciferâ
Maybe it was a little too soon for his wish to come true, but he didnât hate that day-to-day life by your side either.
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Happy birthday to our prideful peacock đŚđ
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