Mc: There Is Only One Thing Jade Fears That We Know Of.

*At an Anti-Lucifer club meeting*

Belphie: Alright, so what plan have you come up with to upset Lucifer

Satan: Allow me to show you

*opens a closet door and a ton of kittens pour out*

Belphie:..explain

Satan: I have trained them in the ancient art of causing minor inconveniences. They will serve to do nothing but bother our brother with their refined tactics!

Belphie: what.....how long did that even take?

Satan: Only but a month my dear brother. WE SHALL UNLEASH MY ARMY UPON HIM AND HE SHALL REGRET HIS LIFE CHOICES!

Belphie: as weird as your plan is, it's worth a shot

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*The cats were unleashed in Lucifers study*

Lucifer:..............

Lucifer: I will hang those to from the ceiling for decades so help me-

HAOOY BRITHDAY HAOOY BIRTHDAY HAOOY BIRTHDAY HAOOY BIRRHEYSDAD WISHYOU ALK THE LIVE I MN THE UNIVERSE MAY YOU ENJOY YOUR DAY TO THE FULLEST !!!!!!! thank you for being apart of my life Felix thank you sm and I hope to have many more memories with you!!!!

AKDBEISKAJIDIWHDBNWND THANK YOU REMY!!! YOUR SO SWEET T^T 💛💛💛

Im very glad that you're one of my moots and part of my life as well. I hope we shall have some great memories to come! 💛

Sure bud, why not.

*unhinged happy noises*

How would you react? (reblog and tell me for part 2 >:3)

WIP (It ain't done yet)

I'm worldbuilding again, and hath made more artistic progress in the meantime. With this the story behind it is that Carnage (the taller dude kneeling) is experiencing a new emotion for the first time and he doesn't know what to do with it as he's only ever felt pissed or neutral. In his distress Felix (the girl hugging him in the forefront) decides to hug him in order to help him get through his confusion. Carnage has no idea how to react but the hug feels nice for some reason so he's decided to stay there for the time being.

✨When you have ideas worldbuilding and character building is FUN✨

Mc: Hang on we need help for this.

Solomon: Alright fair enough but how are we going to get someone way out here-

Mc: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!

Solomon:.....what are you doing-

*Mammon comes bursting through the treeline*

Mammon: WHAT HAPPENED!?

Mc: works every time.

Floyd: Time to do some sketchy sh*t, do dah, do dah~

*sees Azul*

Floyd: Hope I get away with it!~

I apologize for being very dormant on this blog, I have been in a huge writing slump and I'm trying to get back out of it. Once I do I will make sure to treat y'all to some good writing :] 💛

Mc: No, Malleus keeps coming over at night, he doesn't do anything he just stares most of the time.

Ace: And your sure he's not a stalker.

Mc: Well if he is he isn't as bad as Rook is.

Ace: Fair but....

Mc: hold on-

Mc: SEBEK GET OUT OF THE BUSHES!

Sebek: *jumping out of bush* YOU SHALL NOT SLANDER WAKA-SAMA'S NAME!

Me when I get into a new fandom:

Me when consuming new media:

"Burnt Waffles" -Malleus Draconia

"FOR SEVENS SAKE-"

Well that wasn't something you wanted to hear at 3 in the am. Especially not when it was a weekend and all you wanted to do was sleep in for once. But alas, it seems trouble has a knack for finding you at any hour of the day, no matter how atrocious that hour may be.

Slipping out of bed you trudged down the stairs to the kitchen, where the unclaimed angry shout had made its debut. Was it a good idea to walk towards unknown voices in the middle of the night, no. However this was far from the oddest thing to happen to you, and 9 times out of 10 whatever happened was the result of a ghost.

What you didn't expect however was to find a familiar mop of black hair by the kitchen counter, adorned with an even more familiar set of horns. What was even more unexpected (and much more concerning) was the cloud of smoke that was slowly filling the room.

"Malleus, wha-"

"I don't know what you want from me but release my pastry from your iron constraints this instant you infernal thing!"

You had to hold back a fit of laughter, watching the fae on your kitchen continue to hurl insults at the machine in front of him. Malleus Draconia, the prince of briar valley and one of the top mages of the world, had been thwarted by your waffle maker.

"Malleus, what are you doing." You giggled, alerting him of your presence behind him.

"Oh, good morning child of man." Malleus said, turning his head away from the torched waffle to look at you. "I would have thought you would sleep in more this morning."

"Well I might have, however the verbal assault on the waffle maker were to hard to ignore." Malleus's ears flushed a bright red, joining the embarrassed flush on his cheeks.

"Nothing it doesn't deserve I assure you." He said indignantly, crossing his arms to emphasize his point, "No matter what I do to it, it refuses to cooperate with me!"

You strode over to stand next to him, sidestepping the mysterious ingredient spills on the tiled floor.

"You have to turn it first before you try opening it." Demonstrating, you gripped the handle and effortlessly opened the maker, cringing slightly at the intense burnt smell that hit your nose.

"Oh, I see." He said quietly, watching you pry the black brick out and throw it into the garbage.

"You want to try making another one, now that you know how to use this properly?" You asked, looking up at him with a small smile on your face.

The fae let out a hum, feeling a smile of his own tug at his lips.

"I would enjoy that very much."

You were later told the reason he had been in your kitchen so early was because he wanted to surprise you with breakfast, and had actually been there much earlier just trying to get a batter together (He had been nearly defeated earlier by trying to crack the eggs into the bowl without sending it into the wall.)

As much as you valued your sleep, there was little you would trade for the time you spent making waffles together with Malleus that morning, watching the sunlight stream through the windows as you shared the plate of waffles in the lobby and leaving the mess in the kitchen for a later time.