(Nov. 11)

Always an angel never a God

Ok so, vibe with me man, gender hidden yuu au. Like they arrive and Crowley starts talking about the school and casually mentions it's an all boys school. He like, turns around while yuu is having a full Mulan moment. Where did they get the sword? Why are they cutting their hair? And yuu is just, anime and Disney prepared me for this moment. It's almost magical how fast they get their hands on a binder. And how committed they are to their nonexistent dick. (Sorry if typos)

how committed they are to their nonexistent dick SENT ME LMFAO 

ok but imagine. gender hidden yuu but its like just them being REALLY INTO THE TROPE. they’re literally just doing it for shits and giggles it literally does not matter.

Crowley is like “holy shit what the fuck wait you really don’t have to do that???” and yuu is like “I HAVE BEEN WAITING ALL MY LIFE FOR THIS MOMENT I WILL DO WHAT I MUST. DO NOT TRY TO STOP ME”

honestly. whens their big reveal gonna be. who’s gonna find out first. how’s it gonna go. are they gonna make it to the end of the year without anyone finding out? are they gonna have a big Dramatic Reveal moment where they rip off their binder and slap it on the ground? 

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yuu: i fooled ALL OF YOU. i LIED about how BIG MY DICK IS

deuce: yuu we love you but i think thats too much infor--

yuu, cackling like a madman : i DONT ACTUALLY HAVE ONE 

deuce:

deuce: what

Headcanon: Mc swearing problem

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Mc: WHAT ?! Oh my go-

Simeon simplicity being there

Mc: .... gosh... Oh my gosh.

Diavolo: Yes, because *saying one of the most strange things on the 3 world*

Mc: Seriously ? What the Hel-

Diavolo: ?

Mc: Heck... What the Heck.

*Cuddling with one of the brothers*

Mc: It's so nice, I fell like I'm in heav-

Mc: ...

Brother: Fell like ?

Mc: Nothing.

*Some day after*

Diavolo: It's just me or MC change their sentence at the last second ?

Lucifer: I noticed the same thing

Solomon: *laughing*

Every one else: ?

Solomon: Oh nothing. It's just a human problem.

*In another room*

Solomon: Hello MC.

Mc: Oh my fucking God. Oh Jesus Chris. For the love of God.

TELL ME HOW TO SWEAR, SOLOMON!

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from a fellow neurodiverse & nonbinary & prospective convert lesbian:

happy lesbian lovers day! 💖

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You were so young

mc watching beel do push-ups: oof

mammon: oh yeah? watch this

mammon: *tries to do a cartwheel but does a back-flip instead and lands on his ass*

mc, a moronsexual: that was so fucking hot

asmo, with visible disgust: sweetie……no

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cw: minors dni. melancholic. thoughts on aging. implied impending marriage.

You’ve asked Malleus once, as a joke, what would happen if you aged.

“Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?” you sang, the whisper of your voice not unlike the rustling leaves of the swaying trees lining your path. As you remember it now, it was a cold evening in early November, and his hand seemed to turn to ice around yours and tighten suddenly, as though you were to slip through his fingers any moment, blown away by the wind. He stopped walking, and so did you, and you looked into his eyes with surprise, sensing that perhaps you had misspoken. Was he upset?

He looks down at you, and his face is the opposite side of the pale moon. He doesn’t speak.

“Mal…?” you whisper.

He grits his teeth. In the dark, you can feel his body stiffen then finally relax with a sigh. 

“I will love you forever,” he answers finally. It seems to calm him to say this, an ease setting into his bones. “Forever,” he repeats to you, and perhaps to himself. 

You have never forgotten that day.

However, the passage of time is inevitable, and thus, years have passed.

He calls you the fairest of all roses and you love him, remembering all the while that flowers wilt, while he, like the sun or the stars, remains everlasting. He has been here since you were a figment of your mother’s imagination, and he will continue to exist when you fade into dust.

And yet, a ring of emeralds, diamonds and rubies, arranged almost in a bouquet, sits on your finger, and you fiddle with it nervously as you are introduced to Briar Valley as its future Queen. How long will your reign last? How long will you be by his side?

“As long as I walk this earth,” he whispers into your ear. It’s part of a spell, something ancient, and the fine hairs on your neck stand on end. 

You’ve been dressed up and paraded throughout this land so foreign to you. The curious stares of the townspeople have impressed upon you enough - the human who has caught the Prince’s heart! - but they are nothing compared to the way Malleus watches you now. Even if you can’t see him from where he stands behind you, half of his dragon features return to him in his bare state, strong tail wrapped around your midsection, you can feel the gaze.

He says something in an ancient language, and his lips press onto your neck. 

“We will exist together.”

Another kiss. His hands settle on your belly to replace his tail around your waist, which now slides between your thighs. In claws shockingly gentle on your tender, fragile skin, runes are transcribed. A seal remains where his fingers work, glowing as the burning magic sets in.

Tears fall from your eyes as you realize what he’s done. 

“It’s not worth it just to keep me young,” you insist. You would turn to protest, glaring at him for his sacrifice, if it weren’t for the fact that he still holds you so tightly.

“I don’t care about your youth, just that you’re mine,” he repeats. He's said it so many times before.

Teeth graze at your neck, and fangs sink, hard, and you cry out with pain, slowly abating as more magic is forced through your skin and courses through your veins. 

“It’s not worth it,” you sob, as you feel yourself transform. 

“It is.”

Malleus turns you so that you are facing him and the green of his eyes shine especially bright as he gazes upon you now. Your whole body seems to be aflame as your souls tie together.

He shouldn’t do this, but faes have before, and will continue to do so until the end of time. 

Your heart pounds as your chest presses against his and you realize that they beat in time.

—

“Do you even know how many years you gave up?” you murmur into his skin, the warmth in  your cheeks now faded. Perhaps Malleus has finally rubbed onto you permanently, because now you seem to have lost track of time, your prince kissing and caressing you through the remainder of the process.

 You will never be fae, but you are something else now. 

“They would be years without you. I have no desire to worry about things that are meaningless.”

Malleus’ fingers intertwine with yours and he kisses them tenderly.

The answer is yes. He’ll love you when you’re no longer young and beautiful.

He loves you enough that till death, and truly, till both of your deaths, do you part. 

PLEASE DO NOT THINK FOR EVEN A SECOND THAT YOUR VOICE WILL NOT HAVE AN IMPACT THIS IS LITERALLY THE BARE MINIMUM

I'm sorry for putting this in the BLM and stop Asian hate tag but in the last few days posts tagged with "Palestine" have not been showing up.