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Hi! I really love your work, it's incredible! I was wondering if I could get headcanons for the brothers. Something where the Mc notices how stressed they are and starts giving them a massage and running their fingers through their hair, asking them to take a break and stuff! English is not my first language but I hope you understood haha, thank you in advance! Stay hydrated 💕

Aye babe thank you 😭💕 stay hydrated too!!!

THE BROTHERS being stressed and MC giving them a massage/caresses to relax them

Lucifer:

Despite obvious signs of being stressed, depressed, and work obsessed, he will deny ever feeling any of these things until the day he dies, which is a long way out. Don’t get him wrong, he appreciates the concern, especially coming from you, but as you probably figured, it takes actions with this guy. Don’t listen to him when he tells you to stop or wait just a few more minutes. In reality, he loves how your palms dig into his tensed shoulders, your hands kneading firmly. A groan will escape him as his head rolls forward, silently thanking you because this is exactly what he needs. Probably lets his coat drop down, and if you’re lucky, he’ll lose the vest too. He probably won’t stop working all together, because it’s Lucifer, but he will let you massage him, letting out a series of noises he never thought of letting go. 

Mammon:

It’s not that he’s stressed, per se, it’s more that he’s tense from everything he has to keep up with. Being beaten down on the regular, both physically and emotionally, from his own family takes its toll on him, no matter how much he tries to deny it. In all honesty, he won’t talk about it, but he will cave in when you ask him to just lay his head in your lap. Your fingers would rake through his hair and his confused face would turn into a pout before his eyes closed. He’s enjoying this, keeping quiet for once although there are so many thoughts racing through his mind in the moment; thank you MC. He really did need this. 

Leviathan:

He’s been gaming for over two days, literally, and the screams of frustration you heard coming from his room every once in a while made you jump up in the air. You knew he was getting angry at whatever was happening on screen and you knew that you should at least attempt to make it better. Slowly, you snuck into his room, your hands startling him once he felt them on his shoulders. His head snapped back to look at you, rolling his shoulders to tell you “later. I need to finish this.” But you would have none of it. Soon enough, his controller fell down and he leaned against you, closing his eyes as pleasure took over. “O-Okay…. Maybe a little break.”

Satan: 

You absolutely despised how he sat and read his books. You’re surprised he isn’t the next hunchback of Notre Dame at this point. “Satan…” you warned him for the 50th time today, finally having enough and just sitting behind him, forcing him to lean against you. At first, he was kind of agitated by that; who gave you the right? But you were warm and comfortable… perfect for when he wanted to do a little reading. You read along with him over his shoulder, lost in the story although you missed the first twenty pages or so. Slowly, your hand snuck up. Fingertips first caressed over his neck and then up into his hair, making him purr out and a blush creep across his cheeks. He didn’t enjoy this; he secretly loved this. 

Asmodeus:

If it weren’t always about him and trying to be better than everyone else, maybe he wouldn’t be so stiff right now, He always preaches about how good self care days are, but then turns around and claims to be a little too busy for them himself. You hated his hypocrisy concerning that and when you saw him fall down onto his bed in exhaustion, you went to work. You were lucky he landed face down as you could sit on his lower back like that. Your fingers ran underneath his shirt, making him shiver, but before he could say anything sexual, you shushed him. “Shh… It’s time you take some of your own medicine and relax.”

Beelzebub:

All you really did was watch his workout routine, which was killer. I mean, you were sure it was killer to any non-demon, but it still made you feel sore and you didn’t even participate! “Beel, let me massage your shoulders.” It was more of a demand than a question and he quickly turned around to look at you. “You want to… why?” You shook your head smiling, already standing behind him and reaching up for his sore muscles. “Because it’s just what you need after a killer workout like that. I know you’re sore.. Let me help that. Just relax, okay?” And he did, groaning and moaning everytime you released another one of his knots in his tense shoulders. 

Belphegor:

He flat out denied you every time. “Laying my head in your lap is not an invitation to touch my hair.” You didn’t even think he could be all that stressed at first; he literally just sleeps! But… he’s more angry than Satan sometimes and you know what anger does to people; it makes them tense and vengeful. You didn’t need that. “Just… I promise you’ll like it.” You didn’t give him the chance to protest again, slowly running your fingers through his hair and down his back. He visibly relaxed, much like you thought. “See?” “Ssshh… keep going.” You laughed softly, finding him dozing off. 

when your otp has an honest talk only in dire situations, like when they’re running full tilt being carried by the wind shouting at the top of their lungs

(the movie made this flying thing so romantic, but the book version is basically ‘howl and sophie scream into the wind as it slams them back to the castle’)

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Hello, 2010 called and it wants its anime EDs back. 

I absolutely adore the first Durarara ED and I knew I needed to parody it at least once in my life. And here it is!! 

Just a quick heads up that I’m alive but I’ve been putting a lot of intensive work into a lot of life matters and exams. And all my free time has gone into working on THIS HUGE THING. If you messaged me I will get back to you in due time, but please wait for me a bit longer <3

Shinkane Week Day 4

I love how it’s essentially canon that Kougami’s the only one who tolerates and likes her cooking.

Prompt: Sweetness

“I’m so grateful you’re taking care of the house, Acchan. But I do feel bad that you won’t be with your friends during your summer break.”

Akane moved the phone to her other hand as she took off her shoes. “It’s okay, Kaori’s busy with her internship and Yuki’s going to be overseas. Just focus on getting better, Obaa-chan.”

“Yes. Oh, and don’t forget to leave some wagashi on the front porch.”

“Eh? What for?”

“For the youkai, of course!”

She wryly smiled. “Obaa-chan, you still believe in that superstition?”

“It doesn’t hurt. And I still haven’t forgotten how you survived falling in the river, when you couldn’t swim. Something must have rescued you.”

“That was a long time ago. Your accident was much more recent.”

“Well, my injuries could have been worse. The nurse is here, so I have to hang up. Good night, Acchan.”

“Good night.”

She finished unpacking first, assuming there’d be mochi or konpeito lying around. However, she was soon proven wrong. She looked in the refrigerator, then the cupboards, with growing concern. How strange, there weren’t any sweets left. Well, she could probably make some instead. Obaa-chan had plenty of cookbooks, and she was good at following instructions. She rolled up her sleeves and set to work.

***

“Finished it off again, huh?” She couldn’t help smiling as she looked at the empty plate on the porch. Over the past week, she had made yokan, leaving a handful of cubes out every night. And every morning, they were gone. She assumed some animal must have eaten them, but she was growing fond of whatever it was. It had a good appetite; nothing was left behind.

As she was hanging the laundry out to dry, she noticed something strange. A misshapen indent in the ground. Drawing closer, she slowly realized it was a footprint.

It looks like a dog’s, but it’s very big. If one paw is bigger than my hands…

Aware that she was alone in the countryside, she desperately looked around. Dense foliage met her gaze. But…other than the footprint, there were no other signs of a large creature. Perhaps, it was a youkai. Akane pressed her lips together and tried not to laugh at herself. She was being silly for even entertaining such a thought.

Nevertheless, she decided to switch it up.

In the middle of the night, Akane woke to a dry throat. She poured herself a glass of water in the kitchen and for some reason, she thought of checking the plate of dango. Groggily, she made her way through the dark house and opened the door to the porch.

What she saw instantly dispelled her sleepiness. In the yard, a weasel was lying belly up, pink tongue lolling out. A fox urgently patted its face.

But Akane was drawn to the figure sitting on the porch. He was strikingly handsome in the moonlight. One hand held a half-eaten skewer, and sharp teeth gleamed as he bit into the syrupy dumplings. A fluffy black tail swished in the air, brushing the fabric of his dark gray kimono.

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Ghostfest Giveaway

Hello to all you Ghost Hunt lovers out there! I’m doing a special giveaway this month! Unlike my previous giveaways, you’ll have THREE chances to win official Ghost Hunt merchandise.

Prizes:

It Comes from the Sea, rewrite edition of Volume 6 of the original Akuryō Series with Ayako as the main feature image. And it glows in the dark!

Akumu no Sumu Ie (The House in Which Nightmares Dwell) Part 1 & 2. This is the sequel series to the original Akuryō Series! 

A Post Card sheet featuring four illustrations of Ono Fuyumi’s works. This was published with the 2012 September Issue of Da Vinci magazine.

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This could be fanart, fanfic, headcanon, cosplay, meme etc. as long as the content is your original work and SFW

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Deadline: 12:00 AM PST, November 1st

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1st place gets first choice

2nd place gets second choice

3rd place receives the remaining item

I will pay ALL shipping prices, so it’s free for you

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My Ghost Hunt Postcard Collection finally arrived today, and I scanned them as promised!!  \o/

I really wish the quality was better, but I think this is the best my scanner can do, sorry.  :(

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

Kogami Shinya (Psycho-Pass Season 3)

I've been spending far too much of my time trying to learn medieval illumination techniques

one of my first semi-successful attempts at fore edge painting! done on an old paperback of aesop's fables.

+ some glamour shots:

a clip from the radio drama in which they switched around the order of events, so Naru’s secrets come out during the Nightmare Dwelling case.

spoilers for the Forgotten Children case and the sequel under the cut

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