I Can Assure You, Some People Do NOT Miss Their Days As Trainees.

How does fluffy Lucario look after a bath? Does he become big ball of floof, or just a bit fuzzier?

decently puffy

More celestial realm! Mc please. I beg of you 🙏🙏🙏😂😂😂

MC: *blinking their eyes in disbelief*

Lucifer: *sitting on MC’s lap; facing them*

MC: *gives off a troubled smile* What’s going on, Lucifer? Why are you sitting on my lap?

Lucifer: ...

Lucifer: I just feel like it.

MC: *laughs* Well, I hope you’re comfortable.

Lucifer: *hides his blush* Yes. Your lap is surprisingly soft.

Mammon: Oi, Lucifer. I never expected you would do something like this. Man, what are ya’? Five?

Asmo: I want to sit on MC’s lap too~.

Lucifer: *glares at them* This is my VIP seat. Back off. 

MC: *just shakes their head in defeat*

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Barbatos: How’s your stay in the house of lamentation? Are they not giving you problems?

MC: Not really. Well, except that Satan is getting jealous of Luke.

Barbatos: Luke?

MC: Oh, yes... I haven’t introduced him to you yet. Well, he’s with me. Luke, are you still asleep?

Luke: *appears behind MC* *rubbing his eyes a little* *yawns* No... I’m already awake.

MC: *smiles* Luke, meet Barbatos. 

Luke and Barbatos: *stared at each other* 

Barbatos: *smiles* Can I adopt you?

Luke: *face reddens* No. 

MC: Isn’t he adorable?

Barbatos: He is. He looks like he’s our son, don’t you agree? *chuckles*

Luke: I’m not! W-Well, I don’t mind MC being my parent, but not you!

Barbatos: I know how to bake sweets.

Luke: Really?

MC: Pft. 

Luke: I-I mean... I’m not interested!

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*In the Celestial Realm*

Raphael: *shaking Michael* *completely pissed off by him* You said that if we sent Luke, that would solve my problem.

Raphael: But no! It’s creating more problem!

Michael: Haha... I just made a suggestion. 

Raphael: You-!

Simeon: Raphael, if you worry that much, why don’t you go yourself? 

Raphael: *stops shaking Michael* *looks at Simeon*

Simeon: ...

Simeon: You have just realized?

Raphael: ...

Raphael: Yes. But what if father doesn’t allow me?

Theo: You can go, Raphael.

Raphael: F-Father!

Theo: *smiles* You have sent Luke even though he’s still on the lowest rank of angels. So I don’t see a problem if I send you too. 

Michael: Eh? So you already know that Raphael likes MC?

Theo: ...

Raphael: ...

Simeon: ...

Theo: Can you say that again?

Simeon: *face palm* Michael...

Michael: Oops. *laughs* 

Diavolo: Lucifer! *looks at him while playing with MC's hair* *has this expression of discovering something new*

Diavolo: How can someone have this really soft fur?

MC: That's my hair...

Lucifer: They're of Solomon's breed.

MC: ...

Diavolo: Are you sure? But this one looks pure.

MC: I know my brother is shady sometimes, but can you please not insult him? I don't feel good when someone insults my brother.

Lucifer: You're right. They're a lot more different from Solomon.

Lucifer: That guy pretends not to hear anything.

MC: ...

Diavolo: By the way, I've heard from Lucifer that you're a good fighter. Do you want to try having a wrestling fight with me?

MC: ...

MC: I don't think I will stand a chance.

Diavolo: Don't worry. I will go easy on you.

MC: *immediately hides behind Lucifer*

Lucifer: *pleased*

Diavolo: Lucifer, hand me the puppy.

Lucifer: No. Besides, they do have a point. Your idea of "going easy on someone" will never work in your nature.

Diavolo: *frowns*

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*Lucifer and Diavolo finally letting go of MC and leaving them alone*

MC: *just staring into space because of exhaustion*

Satan: Hey, kid. You shouldn't be sitting on the sidewalk—

MC: *looks up at him*

Satan: *lowkey mesmerized by their face*

Satan: *realized that he got distracted for a few seconds* *shakes his head*

Satan: As I've said earlier, you should not be sitting on the sidewalk. There are a lot of people walking here. What if they accidentally bumped into you or something?

MC: *no thoughts in those eyes*

Satan: ...

Satan: Are you perhaps... hungry?

MC: No. I'm exhausted.

Satan: ...

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Satan: *brought MC to the House Of Lamentation*

Asmo and Mammon: MC!

Satan: You know them?

Asmo: Yes! They're Solomon's sibling!

Satan: Solomon?

Mammon: Hey, MC! You look lifeless! Here, I'll give you some hug!

MC: *immediately falling asleep after being embraced by him*

Satan: So it seems they're really that exhausted.

Asmo: *displeased* Of course. Lucifer and Lord Diavolo have been hogging them the whole day.

Satan: ...

Mammon: If only they made a pact with me first, this would never happen.

ik you’ve written abt megumi a lot lately but i’m in deep right now lol😭 can i request a childhood friends to lovers with him and the readers met everyone that he knows except Itadori and Nobara? i feel like meeting them with him would be very chaotic and possibly embarrassing for him

childhood friends to lovers >>>

you're probably the only friend he made in grade school, unless you count tsumiki. honestly megumi isn't sure why you insisted on hanging out with him during recess or lunch, seeing his reputation was a little... well, you know how it was.

at first he's probably a little annoyed that you keep insisting on hanging around him, but eventually you're just a constant in his life. he wouldn't admit it, but on days that you stayed home sick or had an appointment during school hours, he was a little bit lonely.

(tsumiki teases him constantly and is always asking about you)

it's not until you admit a secret to him that he decides you probably are his best friend, and will finally admit it out loud. he'll never forget the nervous way you told him that you could see monsters, afraid that he would laugh and make fun of you for such a stupid thing. you're surprised when he sits down with you and tells you all about curses and jujutsu sorcerers and the annoying man that had essentially adopted him to strengthen his abilities in the hopes that one day he could kill those monsters.

(you fall a little in love with him that day in the fifth grade when he tells you that you don't have to be afraid of the monsters bc he'll always be around to scare 'em off)

you remain attached at the hip all through middle school, learning everything about each other during study halls and late nights staying up on the phone together. you talk to him about your cursed technique, and he spends hours with you trying to better understand it's capabilities. neither one of you have any other friends, and if you thought enough about it you'd probably realize you're social rejects. but neither of you care. you had each other and you understood each other, and that was all that really mattered.

the summer before high school, megumi tells you that it was time for him to go to a different school, where he could learn more about curses and follow the path to being a proper sorcerer. you tell him you're happy for him, that you're proud of him, and you know he'll succeed in anything he puts his mind too. he's blushing. you're holding back tears.

you don't want him to go. you couldn't possibly ask him to stay.

and then one day, just before the school year started, a weird man in dark sunglasses and the whitest hair you've ever seen approaches you while you're waiting for your order to be called at your favorite cafe.

he tells you who he is, and that megumi had spent many, many hours talking about you and your abilities. he hands you a brochure, and tells you that he wants you to enroll at jujutsu tech. at first you refuse, you're too afraid of the monsters, and you came from a family of non-curse users. you'd never even told them about your abilities. gojo tells you that he'd already spoken to your parents, and he'd convinced them to let you go to a private school under the guise of your outstanding academic record.

with that, you couldn't really refuse.

megumi is ecstatic when gojo brings you to the school. gojo doesn't think he's ever seen him so happy, and he's surprised when he hugs you tightly, overcome with joy that he didn't have to be apart from his favorite person.

you're both blushing.

in the two weeks before school starts, you help each other unpack and decorate in your little dorms, which are just down the hall from each other. you admit to megumi that you're not sure if this was the right path for you, and he tells you that no matter any anxiety you might have about your new life, he'd be there to help every step of the way.

your heart skips a beat when you look up into his azure eyes, knowing that he meant every word he said. are you supposed to feel this warm and fluttery for your friends? you're not sure, but you enjoy the feeling of butterflies in your stomach, so you don't think too much about it.

you spend almost every waking minute together before school starts. it's the best time of your life. you don't think you've ever been happier. megumi feels the same. he doesn't think he's ever laughed so much in his life spending all this extra time with you that he didn't get as much when you were still growing up.

the night that he's sent to find the cursed object that was sukuna's finger, you had been practicing applying your cursed technique with a teacher back at the school. apparently the blonde man with the spotted tie was the only one patient enough to train with you from the afternoon to well into the evening.

you aren't aware of the events that transpired with one itadori yuji. you had far too much catching up to do. megumi briefly mentions another student joining our class, but he doesn't give away too much information. he'd rather hear about how far you're coming along with your technique, anyways.

a few days later, your mentor Nanami tells you there will be yet another student joining you, a young girl this time. you're excited at the prospect of making new friends.

megumi dreads it.

gojo had already mentioned you (more specifically, he'd said "just wait until you meet (y/n)! I'm sure megumi will be happy to introduce you to his girl!") to the three of them on the last assignment they'd taken together. yuji and nobara had squealed at the prospect of their grouchy classmate having a girl. megumi doesn't know how yet, but he knows he'll have to get gojo back for that one.

it's not until a few days after nobara has joined the team that you finally have some free time away from training, and you suggest to megumi that all four of you should have some bonding time.

"we're classmates. we bond enough" he'd replied gruffly, going back to the book he was reading. but you gave him your best puppy dog eyes and insisted that you must meet them.

"you think they won't like me?" you ask when he continues to shoot the idea down.

megumi huffs, finally dropping the book to his lap and staring blankly at you. you scooted closer to him on his bed.

"you're not embarrassed of me are you, megumi?" you tease, grinning ear to ear.

"course not" he muttered, turning away in hopes that you wouldn't see his blushing face.

you can still see the red tips of his ears, and that feeling of butterflies that you'd been experiencing lately returned. you tease him for his blushing. he gives in with a defeated sigh, throwing his head back against the wall as he agrees to a lunch with your new classmates.

you clap your hands, and lean forward to press your lips to his cheek without thinking. he thinks his heart might burst he could die right there. he gets up and leaves the room hastily under the excuse of finding nobara and yuji.

when the lunch finally rolls around, he contemplates pretending to be sick so he didn't have to go. he couldn't possibly handle yuji and nobara teasing him- which was bound to happen.

but you're so excited, you'd spent all morning with him trying to find the right thing to wear- despite megumi repeatedly telling you that anything was fine, and he was just going to wear his uniform.

"well that's different, you look good in your uniform. it makes me look boxy" you told him, before grabbing a different hanger and heading back into the bathroom to change for the hundredth time.

he feels hot suddenly at the compliment. you continued to fluster him, and it was starting to drive him crazy.

when you emerge in a new outfit, megumi swallows his fear (and maybe his pride too).

"that looks good," he tells you as you look over the outfit in your mirror. "you look, uh, pretty"

you grin, finding it adorable how much he struggled to compliment you. you decide this is the one, and beckon him to come with you to meet your new friends at the gate.

"they're loud," megumi warns. "and... annoying" he adds.

"I don't mind," you shrug, not thinking twice about his cautious words. "I think it'll be good for us to branch out a little"

megumi's hands are closed in tight, clammy fists at his sides.

"i guess" he mumbles. he's never felt so much anxiety in his life before.

(y/n) reaches a hand out to his, gently prodding open his fist and linking her fingers through his. he stops in his tracks, and she turns to look at him, puzzled.

"what's been bothering you?" she asks, worried.

megumi looks anywhere but at her face. all he can think about was how soft the palm of her hand is, and how it seemed to fit perfectly in his. his heart's racing. his mind is buzzing with thoughts of her. but even with her standing in front of him, he can't bring himself to look at her.

"it's stupid"

(y/n) shrugs her shoulders. "so?"

its a simple response, but it seems to do the trick to get herself catapulted over his high, high walls, because he gives in and fucking admits it already.

"they kinda know that i... like you," he says, eyes dropping to hers to watch her reaction closely. "like you like... more than friends like each other"

her mouth forms a little 'o' and her cheeks and quickly turning a rosy shade of pink. she processes the words carefully, before her lips break into a smile, and she squeezes the hand she's holding.

"megumi," she says warmly. "why does that bother you so much? you don't want them to know?"

he sputters out nonsense.

"well I didn't need them going and- and blabbing off to you! I wanted to be the one to tell you first"

(y/n) chuckles, and drags him along with her so they can continue their walk to the gates.

"I already knew," she shrugged casually.

megumi thinks he's going to die.

"but I appreciate you finally telling me," she adds. "and for what it's worth, I like you too"

he wants to cuss her out for making him so anxious over nothing, but he's so elated that he bites his tongue.

(for now, later that night he'll chew you out for not telling him sooner. you'll giggle and kiss his nose and tell him you like watching him squirm. he'll pull you against him and affectionately call you the devil)

and for what it's worth, megumi wasn't wrong. as soon as your new classmates see your joined hands and megumi's blushing face, it is open season. you want to make them calm down for your sweet, shy boy's sake, but you can't help but giggle along while they childishly, relentlessly tease him for having a soft spot.

the soft spot grows larger as he ducks his face into the collar of his shirt. his hand squeezes yours a little tighter.

silently, you tell him,

any anxiety you might have, I'll be here every step of the way. ___

got a lil carried away. i love megumi he makes me soft :')

Celestial Child

Theo: MC, my dearest child. I would have to send you to Devildom to meet your other brothers.

MC: Father... Are you going to be alright once I left?

Theo: *chuckles* Yes. You worry too much. *pats their head* Be safe on your journey.

MC: *smiles* Thank you.

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Raphael: Sorry, MC. But I can only assist you to the Celestial Gate.

MC: It's fine, Raphael! You have been always helping me.

Raphael: ...

MC: Raphael...?

Raphael: *looks at them with a stern expression* Are you really sure that you want to meet Lucifer and his brothers? You know that they are demons.

MC: *genuinely smiles* Are you worried about me?

Raphael: *his expression softens* Why wouldn't I?

MC: *hugs him* I'm going to be fine, Raphael. It's not like our communication will stop once I arrived there.

Raphael: Better not. *hugs them back*

MC: *laughs*

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*In the Devildom*

Barbatos: MC will arrive shortly.

Diavolo: Are you nervous, Lucifer?

Lucifer: I don't know what you're talking about.

Barbatos: I think they are here now.

MC: *appears in front of them surrounded by a glowing light that eventually faded* Sorry for the wait.

Lucifer: *glares at them as he sees their wings that almost looked exactly like his*

Diavolo: No. You are just right on time. And Lucifer, would you care to assist them?

Lucifer: *walks towards MC and offers his hand* Let's go. I will show you around.

MC: *about to reach for his hand, but stops*

Lucifer: What's the matter?

MC: *laughs* You are planning to cut my hand, aren't you?

Lucifer: So you could read people's mind.

MC: No. I don't have that kind of ability. *smiles at him* It seems that you already hated me the moment your eyes landed on me.

Lucifer: I'm glad you know. I dislike the fact that father would make another being that is exactly like me.

MC: *sad frowns* I don't see why you think we are alike. You are still Lucifer, one of the greatest angels—

Lucifer: And now demon. You don't have to flatter me.

MC: *smiles* Okay.

Diavolo: *chuckles* Enough with the introductions. MC, let's go now and we are going to assist you to your home here in Devildom.

Barbatos: And Lucifer, please. Stop glaring at MC.

Lucifer: *looks away*

MC: *holds his hand*

Lucifer: !!!

MC: I will be in your care, brother.

Lucifer: *snarls* I'm not your brother. *but doesn't remove their hand to his*

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Request more Wind Archer / Fire Spirit x Reader

I specifically wish to request both at once, if you are okay with that

So which one do you like more?

Touched Starved Wind Archer Cookie or Flirting Fire Spirit Cookie?

Blind MC: *gently touching Andrealphus's face to know his facial features*

Andrealphus: *feeling ticklish, but contains his laughter*

Blind MC: You are a handsome guy, Andrealphus.

Andrealphus: Hm? You are blind just like me. How would you know?

Blind MC: *smiles* Beelzebub told me.

Andrealphus: *chuckles*

Beelzebub: Those two are adorable whenever they're together.

Satan: But try to separate them and they work as killing machines.

Mammon: Precisely.

iii. Actor AU | Bloopers/Gag Reel

Part Two of the Actor AU series! 

Word Count: 887 words

Page Count: 2.7 pages

A.N. Hope you guys like these bloopers lmao

[ Actor AU Masterlist ]

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texting Dan Heng "baobei, come over" when we need help with something,,,,, and him getting all flustered and shy sksksks

(baobei = treasure in chinese)

A/N: pls, the man would short-circuit- This also got longer than I expected... oopsies. Well, I hope you enjoy <3

"My Treasure"

ft. Dan Heng x (gn!)Reader || [Fluff] -> Masterlist || → Taglist

"Baobei, can you come over for a sec? I need your help with something."

What would be an entirely normal direct message on his phone in the eyes of anyone else, was exactly the opposite to him.

Why did you call him a term of endearment in his native language out of the blue? Who even taught it to you? And did you even know what it means?

He could feel his face heat up uncontrollably and he immediately locked his phone again, looking around in panic to see if anyone was looking at him right now. He wished to avoid anyone seeing his reddened cheeks at any cost.

Mr. Yang was currently reading through some magazines and Himeko was currently somewhere else on the train, as was March. Lucky.

He quickly got up and headed for your room, halting in front of your door and trying to recollect himself before daring to knock on it.

He was leading possible conversations with you inside of his head to be prepared for as many possible outcomes as he could think of, which in turn made him more and more nervous.

Were you going to ask him out? Did you return his feelings? Are you planning to confess? Did you just mean to tease him and he was overthinking it?

He was most likely overthinking it. Sure, he had a crush on you but there was no way you would be able to know. He made sure you wouldn't find out under any circumstance. He believed March had her suspicions about it since she kept hinting at things, but he made sure to seem as indifferent about you as he possibly could every time.

Little did neither he nor you know that March knew everything and was trying to play the wing-woman for you two; The two idiots being obviously in love but at the same time too dumb to confess to each other.

By now his palms were sweaty and his heart was racing at light speed in his chest and he hadn't even knocked on the door yet. At the same time, he had no idea for how long he had been standing there, just staring at your door, but if someone would spot him hesitating like that, while also being beet red in the face, they could put two and two together.

In hindsight, it probably would've been smarter to just knock instantly without overthinking and getting this over with. Especially since his cheeks had grown even redder while he had done so.

As soon as he heard the door to the wagon he was in being opened he snapped out of his trance and finally knocked. Mostly just because he feared it would be Himeko or March. He wouldn't hear the end of their teasing if they spotted him in front of your room this flustered. Upon hearing your voice call him in he slipped right in as fast as he could without seeming suspicious.

"Hi! There you are finally!" You cheered, running over to him with a tablet in hand.

You were trying to show him something and ask him some questions, but he was too distracted to listen properly. What didn't help was that he felt like he was burning up from the inside with all the blood that was rushing to his cheeks. Admittedly, standing next to you after you called him baobei in your DM earlier, he even started to feel a little lightheaded.

"Hey, Dan Heng?" You looked at him visibly concerned with furrowed brows. "Are you not feeling well? Your face is all red and you look a bit out of it?"

"W-wha? Hmm? No, I'm alri-"

He was, in fact, not alright in the slightest. Especially not when he was cut off when you brushed his hair out of his forehead to feel his temperature. The skin-on-skin contact made everything even worse. For someone who was so put together usually, he currently was everything but.

"Good lord. You're burning up! Come here, lie down on my bed for a second."

He could absolutely not do that. He needed to leave. Fast.

"No, I'll just go lie down in my room instead. Just message me if you need anything from the archives."

"Okay," you nodded happily. "See ya later, baobei."

He winced at the mention of the word directly in person. You too didn't miss it and furrowed your brows in concern once more.

"Uh, did I say something wrong?" You asked, seemingly catching onto the fact that the word you kept saying to him could possibly be the reason for his strange behavior.

"D-do you know what that word means?"

"What? Baobei?"

He winced again before nodding and averting his gaze.

"Well... March said it means something along the lines of 'Bestie', I heard it when we were on the Luofu and thought it sounded cute."

So she was responsible for this. March, you would have some explaining to do.

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we see flustered wind archer all the time... And he's adorable. But. What if wind archer flustered US for once ?!?!

(love ur art btw!!🤍)

Suggestive Warning is advanced!

He knew he yearned for you and yet you were shy to start the initiative. So he pinned you against the tree in the middle of the forest where no one can see the both of you.

“Can I… kiss you?”

Wind Archer Cookie asked as you were a blushing mess, you didn’t know he does have guts in an intimate moment and yet it makes things more exciting the ever. You nodded and he leans in to give you a kiss…

You didn’t know that the kiss lasted until the morning sunrise. Your kiss with him was long yet it leaves you breathless as he had no intentions of letting you escape, all for a simple punishment for accidentally stepping on the flowers not knowing that it can be hostile towards you. All you feel now was pure numbness from his touches.

He doesn’t want to let you go, he knew he wanted this even if it felt so wrong.

[Aftermath of this]