*dada · daemons.

perennial.

[dadadaemons]

this blog? done. this url? retired.

here i am again, nearly a whole month later...a lot has been happening in my life. many, many changes. this is another one of them. the blog is in a useable state right now, even if it isn’t the prettiest. if you’d like to join me over there, ask for the url!

this blog will sit here as an archive. i’m open to continuing threads over there, and the valentine’s things that i was unable to get around to will find their home over there as well. it might be white day now, but time is an illusion, we can have christmas in july, etc. 

until then, thanks for everything. it’s never “goodbye,” just “see you later!”

[dadadaemons]

this blog? done. this url? retired.

here i am again, nearly a whole month later…a lot has been happening in my life. many, many changes. this is another one of them. the blog is in a useable state right now, even if it isn’t the prettiest. if you’d like to join me over there, ask for the url!

this blog will sit here as an archive. i’m open to continuing threads over there, and the valentine’s things that i was unable to get around to will find their home over there as well. it might be white day now, but time is an illusion, we can have christmas in july, etc. 

until then, thanks for everything. it’s never “goodbye,” just “see you later!”

[dadadaemons]

💖 important reminder 💖

🎊🎈 today (19 feb) is yuna's birthday ✨🎉

🎁 naux's birthday was 17 feb, but we can still celebrate that too 💨

[dadadaemons]

lavoie, lavoie, give me the formuolie

from @grsphmy​ (unprompted, obviously)

    What absolute shit. He had put a ton of thought into the gift. More than he’d put into one again, if each reception would play out like this. Belt bags were notoriously divisive. Given Lyle’s apparent lack of interest in fashion, he couldn’t be trusted to appreciate the accessory, no matter how practical. Not even as a gag gift (which it wasn’t). Everything was frustrating, but more than that, it was infuriating. It was infuriating that he felt bad. 

    He didn’t want to give Lyle a lackluster gift, but what else did he have? Companionship was out of the question; he’d get laughed at even more than earlier. His wallet wasn’t that powerful. If he were to be defeated, it would be gracefully: by losing the last shred of dignity he had left. At this point, what was he beyond a plaything?

    “Shut up, jackass.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I know you know that’s not my name. I’m not responding to it. Anything but that.” One eye opened warily, the both of them previously shut. “Considering how much you loved that belt bag, you’re gonna love this.” Ciel crossed his arms, clicked his tongue, then shook his head. “This is a helluvan offer, Ly. Once in a lifetime, for some. Are you ready for this?” There was no need to play it up. It wasn’t that great. “I’m gonna let you name me.”

    Despite himself, he smiled. “Lavoie-Formuolie is so repulsive, I gotta change my whole identity. It’s in your hands now. As long as it’s not that, you can gimme any kind of legal, humane name you want.” He paused for dramatic effect. “Nothing vulgar or obscene.” If it was some kind of veiled insult using mundane language, he’d probably let it slide. He held out both arms toward Lyle, tilting them as though pouring something in front of him. “I’m entrusting you with this.” If it was catchy or clever, he’d play along with it for more than a couple days. “Asmodeux and Beelzebub are good names. I know you got another one in you.”

[kallenart]

.｡*ﾟ+.*.｡ fairies are deadly *ﾟ.｡*+ .

edit: i made a companion to this here

[dadadaemons]

castelleve​:

“Damn, Yuna, didn’t know you had it in ya.”

    “It’s not impressive or anything. They’re just more affordable than cars. I have to be economical, you know! I’m not a major star yet.”

[dadadaemons]

castelleve​:

“Oh shit, do you got a motorcycle, too?”

    “Don’t you think it’d be hard to have a sidecar without a bike?”

[dadadaemons]

grsphmy​:

  “   greedy is sexy as fuck on me - and you know it, baby. hand over the goods before i mug ya.    ”

    “Would you really? Just to get my goods? I guess romance isn’t dead after all.”

[dadadaemons]

this is just what i want to hear on valentine’s day 😔

[r-mb]

WRITE ME A LETTER (anonymous or not)

[eodideuncheongugilteni]

Dear ______,

I ____ you. You have a nice ______. You make me _______. You should _______. Someday I will ______. You + me = ________. If I saw you now I’d __________. I want to ________ you. I would build a _______ just for you. If I could sing you any song it would be _________. We could __________ under the stars. Love, _______________ (P.S. ______________.)

DO IT!

[dadadaemons]

@manlyspirit​’s valentine’s surprise

    The more she thinks about him, the more she realizes how little she knows about him. Yuna feels comfortable around Kamina, of course, but that alone doesn’t mean they’re soulmates, romantic or platonic. And what does he know about her? It’s weird. What preconceived notions does he have about her? She knows she came on strongly, but he’s aware that she hangs around him for more than his muscles, isn’t he? Sure, they’re amazing to look at and even better to feel, but more than that, he puts her at ease. Not entirely, but more than a virtual stranger ought to. Should she be worried? Her track record of picking the wrong people speaks for itself. It occurs to her, then, that she probably should speak. If she keeps staring in silence, he’ll really get the wrong idea.

    “What was I saying...?” Her head shakes slightly. It doesn’t do anything to rattle her brain. She looks down at the table, at their hands, at her bag. Bingo. “Yes! Right, right, right. It’s a special day, you know? I couldn’t not do something, so I had to do anything, and this is what happened!” Despite any fear that gifting him this is a mistake, her chest puffs out with pride. “This is for you.” She pulls a package from her bag and slides it toward him.

    Inside it is a lightweight cloak with hood. She arches her eyebrows expectantly. “I wasn’t sure if it was your style, but...even a hot-blooded guy like you gets cold sometimes, right? I can’t always be there to keep you warm, but I made this, so it’s the next best thing.”

[grsphmy-deactivated20221022]

   “   who’s gonna give me free shit this lovely valentines ??    ”

[dadadaemons]

    “...I had something for you, but if this is how you’re gonna be, I dunno if I wanna give it after all. Greed’s not sexy.”

[dadadaemons]

@snw-cnvs​ didn’t ask for this, but it was too long to fit as an ask

    Like a bolt from the blue, Cherry sidles into view. She holds up one finger, instructing him to allow her a moment of preparation. From her purse, she pulls seven extravagantly decorated pieces of chocolate, each in its own petite cellophane bag. Their excessive packaging is necessary; one by one, they're tossed into the air. She juggles them with a lighter touch than might be expected from her bold personality.

    “What do you think these are?” She doesn’t know if he can see the ornamentation clearly while the chocolates are in motion. Among the sprinkles and patterns, individual letters stand out on five pieces: T, O, U, M, A. The remainder feature a heart and a drawing of two cherries, respectively. “Giri-choco? Honmei-choco?” Cherry laughs and finally allows the chocolates to settle into one pile, which she offers to him with a little bow. “Whatever you guess, you’re probably right.” Or wrong. The intricate decoration atop each morsel certainly seems to suggest a significant amount of time and effort had gone into these. However, it’s standard for her to go all-out for celebrations like this. There is every possibility that she had, in fact, decorated multiple individual chocolates in the same manner for other platonic men in her life. But he probably doesn’t know her well enough to wonder about that.

    She smiles softly. “Savor ’em for me, okay?”

[sphinxmemesmusings]

Happy Valentine’s Day! Feel free to submit or send Valentines asks to my muse(s)!

[dadadaemons]

@castelleve​’s valentine’s surprise

    Dread floods Yuna’s heart as she stares at the misshapen cookies. They’re not burnt (for once), but they’re certainly not cute. They are, unfortunately, the only real present she had planned for their hangout—besides her own presence, of course.  She sighs and turns to Damian’s perch on the sofa in the adjoining room. “The proof is in the taste, right...?”

    She can’t tell where she went wrong, but all the decorations have shifted out of place, and the individual cookies themselves have combined in a most un-Voltron way into one massive shape, a sort of reverse Pangaea.  She grimaces.

    “How about we have a Valentine’s themed spa day instead?” Her voice wavers, torn by desperation. “I have a totally rejuvenating crème mask you can use. It’s pink! O-Oh! Oh, and I could do your nails. I promise I’m good at that.” To prove herself, she strides over and thrusts her fingers in his face, wiggling them as enticingly as she can. The manicure is impeccable, from the shaping, to the paint, to the application of the glitter and sequins. “I can make you beautiful...er than you already are.” She pouts. “Unless you have other plans.”

[dadadaemons]

@batoushoujo​’s valentine’s surprise

    Cherry couldn’t recall the last time she saw Leon. It was at least a lifetime ago. Possibly two. She thought him peculiar, but to be precise, she hated that she couldn’t simply look into his eyes and read his emotions. Despite a lack of empathic supernatural powers, her EQ had always been higher than her IQ, even if she sometimes chose to disregard whatever her senses said. Did he find her annoying? Did he find her anything at all? She certainly found him—and attempted to flag him down accordingly.

    “Mister Blackwell,” she drawled. It was an impressively stately name. It suited what she imagined to be a brooding, pensive cast on his features more than the explosive passion of “Leon.”

    She squared her shoulders and thrust out her hand. “It’s Cherry. Remember me?” A careful grin punctuated the question. She chuckled. “Don’t worry! I’m not following you. But I saw you, and had a few of these left, so...” She nodded to her outstretched hand and the cake pops tightly gripped within it. “Dunno if you have a sweet tooth, but, uh...Valentine?”

[dadadaemons]

@nothingamaziing​’s valentine’s surprise

    No matter how much Naota protested that nothing ever happened in Mabase, that wasn’t quite the truth. After all, hadn’t she popped into his life? From the seaside of Izumo by way of Tokyo’s glitz and glamour, she launched herself into his little world and had no intention of leaving. Yuna gently shoved him.

    “Naota-kun, stop that! You should smile more when you get chocolates from a cute girl.” She waved the small box in her hand. “This isn’t obligation chocolate, you know? I wouldn’t play with your heart like that.” Her free hand traced a heart shape over her chest. “If you don’t want it, then...I guess I’ll have to find someone else to give it to.” Her expression slowly darkened, evident sorrow shadowing her smile. It was an act, of course. She’d be out of a job if she couldn’t at least do this much. She passed her hand over her face to “erase” her expression.

    “Ah...I get it now. You’re embarrassed, aren’t you? You don’t want your classmates to find out about us.” She waggled the chocolate again, and thrust it toward him in accusation. “Hmm, I thought most boys would be happy to get a Valentine’s Day gift from a celebrity.” Yuna loathed lording her fame over him like that, but at times like this, it made for fun teasing.