any enstars artists,,, i will literally kiss u if u draw me wataru as hatsune miku <3 (i will add in a bonus cuddle you if you add any nod to watamugi)
Okay but the fluff potential for OM Nightbringer??
Imagine the present day and you innocently ask to help the brothers with their care routines and
it becomes common practice for them to let you help them brush their hair or play with their
wings / tail. They take care of themselves and don't rely on you entirely, but they allow you to
help because it's common practice for demons who are family (like a mother helping its baby) or
demons that are courting each other to groom each other.
Unfortunately you’ve been thrown into the past and your beloved pact mates have completely
forgotten about you- and how to care for themselves. In their angel forms they could handle
their bodies just fine because the other angels were there to provide guidance. Now they’re in a
completely new place with an entire realm of people hating on them and their existence There is
nobody to sit and hold their hand to show them how to adjust, aside from the bare minimum
from a very overworked and tired Diavolo. As a result of this, none of them can take care of
themselves.
The first thing you had noticed wrong with them was their horns. They no longer looked cleaned
and seemed to have a layer of dark red wax on them. The wax had been a build up of natural oils on their horns. Asmodeus and Lucifer did a good job
scraping most of it off, but the rest either couldn´t be bothered or simply didn’t know what they
were doing. The other demons were honestly a bit disgusted with them, but were too polite to
say anything because they just assumed angels were dirty. Not only that, but the way they grow is dangerous! They’re sharp and get caught on basic decorations and clothes, that or they chip
and break! When the horns break they usually bleed in certain areas. It doesn't hurt, but it
makes a mess! If they don't file or sand their horns down they grow too long and potentially stab themselves.
Lucky for them, they have their attendant to guide them!
(Long post. 3k words below the cut)
Lucifer’s wings should have been easy to care for, had they not been permanently charred with
sulfur and ash. This is a rather common makeup of materials in demon’s wings, but Lucifer
mistook this as a sign of poor hygiene. He began scrubbing and washing himself obsessively
which caused damage to his wings. On his spine he has glands that produce a natural oil that
keeps his wings resistant to wind (so he can fly) + rain + keeps bugs off. When he was trying to
get his wings to be white again he ended up scrubbing the oil away from places where it needed
to be and his glands ended up with a build up of oil that needed to be spread to the rest of his
wings. In some spots there was too little and in others there was too much. The patches without
oil would get itchy and Lucifer would end up ripping feathers off in massive clumps, leaving
these ugly patches of white and pink. Then he would pick at the skin because he didn't want
people seeing in hopes of sparing his pride. His skin picking prevented the feathers from
growing back and if and when they did he’d end up ripping it out again. The areas that had too
much oil looked greasy and gross. He would scrub these areas with extra soap and water and
end up causing further damage. You have to sit and pick out damaged and broken feathers,
then rub the natural oils back into his skin where it belongs. Then you have to show him specific
soaps that won’t wash any oil away and try to convince him to let you help him because he can’t
reach it all. After that you have to help him when new feathers grow in and prevent him from
picking. Unfortunately Lucifer has developed the habit of picking at his feathers when he is
anxious. Which, now that you think about it is more frequent than he’d like to admit. Every night
for a few weeks you have to stay up late with him just to help him preen his wings. Every night
he has to fight the urge not to try and cuddle you or let out peacock noises of pleasure.
Bird? What bird? Of course that noise didn’t come from him! That would be absurd!
(Imagine when you finish making his wings healthy he starts puffing up at you to impress you
because he is proud of them like a peacock <3)
Mammon is covered in mites. You only notice because he’s constantly scratching his back or
rubbing it against whatever surface looks best. His wings are like skin but there's a small layer
of hair covering it that has the consistency of velvet. That layer of hair prevents dead skin from
just falling off his body and builds up, which is perfect for bugs to eat. Mammon isn’t aware that
the soap he uses only attracts them because of the smell, or the fact he needs a special brush
to wipe away the dead skin. You are, though! The first thing you´ll have to do is convince him to shower with a specific shampoo to kill the mites. (Which he will refuse to use at first because he
doesn't trust you / doesn't like the way it smells.). Then you have to chew out his brothers for
calling him names. They joke that he gave Cerberus fleas. He didn’t!! He didn’t know better!!
After that you have to rub oils into his wings to slow down the build up of dead skin and brush
areas he can’t reach. He’ll try to sweet talk you into petting him more by insisting that there are
still bugs on his skin in hopes that you won’t notice he is lying. The tips of his wings also have
horns so you have to file them down once every two or three months.
Leviathan’s tail is turning white and you know shits about to go down. You know how irritable
and uncomfortable it is for him to deal with his skin shedding, but now he seems hysterical. You
find him hugging his tail and crying and in between tears he explains his tail is going to fall off
and it’s not going to grow back. Then you have to explain to him that no- his tail isn’t falling off.
Luckily you can just use Henry Snake as an example of what’s really happening to his tail and
help him shed. There's oils to rub into his skin to keep it moisturized so shedding isn’t as itchy
and unbearable. I headcanon this MF has eczema because he’s supposed to be an aquatic
snake but lives in a hot and dry place. This is literally the worst environment he could be in for
the type of demon he is. Of course he needs extra care, he is literally a fish out of water! I also
think he picks at his skin like Lucifer and (formerly) Asmodeus so it sucks even more. He ends
up peeling skin off before it's ready to come off and bleeds everywhere. He needs to file his
horns down more than everyone else because of it. They grow upwards so they don't get into
his eyes like Beel, Satan, and Belphegor’s do but because they’re so thin they break easier and
will bleed at the most inconvenient times, then leave sharp and jagged pieces sticking out that
get caught on things easily. His care routine consists of distracting him with Ruri Tunes and
rubbing lotion into his skin. A few hours later you have to come back and peel off the extra skin
that’s shedding. He sheds once every six months, but it's a pain in the ass to try and help him
because he gets shy about being touched. Every time he sheds it's a cycle of “I’m not good
enough, stop touching me.” followed by “If you stop touching me then it must be because I’m not
good enough.”
Satan’s either the best or the worst to deal with, depending on if you have the patience of a saint
or have balls of steel. If you don’t have either of those things then you will hate this as much as
he hates Lucifer. Satan refuses to take care of himself or allow others to care for him because
he likes seeing you upset on his behalf / refuses to do so out of spite (Don’t tell me what to do!).
Even if you refuse to help him Diavolo will eventually step in and order you to help him because
his horns are too long and are about to stab him in the eye. Even so much as mentioning a filer
around him will trigger him to go into a fit of rage. He thinks his horns look badass, even if
they’re about to blind him! People are very afraid of him! He wants to keep it that way, too! He’s
also secretly afraid of sanding them down / flat out cutting off the extras because he thinks it will
hurt. He thinks everyone is lying to him about it being painless because they want to cut off his
horns so he can’t ram into them anymore. You have to befriend him and get him to feel safe
around you, then convince him to fall asleep in your presence. The best thing to do is to read a
story to him and convince him to take a nap with his head in your lap. While he’s unconscious
you can take some sandpaper and file it down. He won’t wake up because he’s usually
exhausted from constantly chasing his brothers around and breaking things. When he wakes up he’ll be upset you tricked him but will eventually forgive you and beg for you to file them when
they inevitably get too long because you’re the only person he trusts. His tail is like a skeleton
and things get stuck in between the bones. He gets frustrated because he doesn't feel like
sitting and picking each little crack and groove until it's clean so you have to do it. You’ll find
things ranging from pieces of furniture to chunks of flesh from his victims trapped in the spikes.
You end up buying a kit that dentists use to remove plaque from people's teeth for his tail. It’s
small and fits in between the gaps your fingers can’t. It’s very calming to just sit and clean his
tail as long as you don’t ask where the weird things that get stuck come from. He gets angry
thinking about all the pieces of gum people threw on the ground getting stuck to the tips of his
tail. This is why he wraps it around his leg. I think he purrs when you clean his tail. It makes him
sit still so everyone can get a break from his carnage. You can clean his tail as frequently as
you’d like, but the bare minimum is once a month or Satan will start to pick fights with you for
“neglecting” him instead of just asking.
Asmodeus sees his brothers struggling and panics. He sees the mites Mammon is covered in
and the way Leviathan’s tail sheds and stocks up on care products. He absolutely HAS to be the
most Fab Chat user!! He couldn’t possibly do that if he was in as bad condition as the others,
obviously. This makes him obsess over his wings, making him pick and pull at his skin. Then he
went out and bought a bunch of skin care products that were actually super bad for him
because he was either super allergic to it or it simply wasn’t intended for his skin texture. He
ends up putting too much moisturizer on certain spots and his skin gets oily. Then he ends up
with pimples and the skin picking gets worse. Which then triggers him to buy more products that
are harming him until he’s covered in acne and chemical burns. The holes in his wings are from
the burns. Thankfully in the present day Asmodeus is very eager and enthusiastic to share his
meticulous skin care routine with you, so you have it memorized by heart! Now you can teach
the past version of him with how to do it. He is convinced you’re some kind of beauty guru and
practically worships the ground you walk upon as thanks. You help him with baths and tending
to his injuries. You also help him with his nails. Yes, he can do it himself but you trick him into
letting you paint his nails as an excuse to trim them so short that he physically can’t pick at his
skin. Lucifer has banned him from getting acrylic nails. This is why Asmodeus is terrified of
chipping his nails, it will take a week or two to grow back! He can’t be imperfect for that long!
Asmodeus 100% has a cone of shame that prevents him from looking at himself and feeling
insecure. Lucifer makes him wear it if Asmodeus ever compares himself to someone else in
order to make himself feel bad. Lucifer calls it the cone of fame to make Asmodeus feel less bad
about his situation.
Beelzebub is in pain. Help him, please. His wings are so fragile and damaged from the fall. His
wings are practically made of a thin sheet of acrylic. He refuses to sit down because the backs
of chairs crush his wings. He sleeps on his stomach. One time he rolled over and it sounded like
glass shattering. He spent the rest of the night crying in pain while Belphegor tried and failed to
comfort him and soothe his pain. You find out about it and see how mangled he is and patch him
up. His wing care is pretty simple, but he doesn't know what he is doing. You basically have to
glue his wings back together and cut pieces that are damaged beyond repair. They’ll grow back,
but given that they’re literally attached to his spine- aka one of the spots with the most nerveson your body? Nah, Fam. That hurts. He is going to squirm and cry the entire time. Belphegor
uses his magic to knock him unconscious so you can help him. His wings need a special
calcium polish that starts out with the consistency of syrup. It’s sticky because it holds his wings
together, then it hardens and makes a firm coating that will keep his wings from falling apart.
The only problem is that Beelzebub keeps wiping it off before it hardens. He’ll get excited and
flap his wings and the gunk gets sent flying off, or he just flat out wipes it off because he hates
the way it feels. He likes feeling your careful hands spread across his spine and seeing you
express concern over his well being. You know, for a demon you are very kind. Which is exactly
why he is going to refuse to let the coat dry so he can get free messages. Eventually you either
give up and let his wings fall apart and wait for him to vow that he won’t wipe it off or you find a
way to pin him down long enough for the polish to solidify. Not only that, but once it hardens you
can clip the chunks of wings that are hurting his back and he won't feel it anymore because the
gunk has a numbing agent inside of it. After a few weeks the coat will shed off and he’ll need
your help to pick it off, kind of like putting glue in your hand and waiting for it to dry just to peel it
off. It’s the same experience except Beelzebub is going to love you forever for it.
Belphegor is the highest maintenance. You notice his hair is greasy because he struggles to
stay awake long enough to shower, and when he does end up remembering to bathe he falls
asleep before he can wash his hair. When he wakes up the water is cold and he is
uncomfortable and he decides that is enough effort. It becomes common for you to drag him to
the sink and make him sit with his back against the counter as you wash his hair. Asmodeus will
do it for you if you’re not around but he doesn’t want it to become the new normal because he
thinks it's gross. Belphegor’s tail also gathers a lot of sticky and gross substances because the
spikes mixed with the fur are hard to clean. It usually gets stuck as a dirty knotted mess that
takes a while to clean, on top of that whenever you try to brush it and yank a little bit too hard he
ends up yanking his tail and “accidentally” slapping you with it. For a while that seems to be
enough care to satisfy him and you get the impression that he is fine, but one day you see him
walking with a limp and realize he needs horseshoes for his new hooves in his bull form. He has
rocks stuck under the keratin and he hasn’t been trimming it. Go look up the videos of farmers
taking care of overgrown cow hooves so you know what I’m talking about. It’s satisfying to watch
and help the animal. In this case it helps Belphie because he won’t be in pain anymore, the only
downside is he puts up a fight when you put the horseshoes on for the first time because he thought it would hurt like the rocks
did and ends up kicking the shit out of you. He feels awful about it later, please just be patient with the sleepy murder cow.
Things that make them fall deeper in love with you | Brothers Edition
Lucifer
Sticking your tongue out in mischief, or when you feel silly, at him.
Poking his shoulder to get his attention and quickly moving out of sight when he looks, only to find you smiling at him on the opposite side.
Making him coffee.
Reminding him about tasks he has to do like meetings, paperwork, or student council things.
Asking him about small details about himself.
Your cute puppy dog eyes when you beg him for something.
Your focused face.
Mammon
Idly smiling at him. Even more so if you stare.
Genuinely complimenting him.
Recognizing that he isn't what everyone thinks he is.
Booping his nose when you're face to face with each other.
Seeing your reactions when you receive his gifts.
Making mischief with him.
Reading magazines he's in together.
Surprising him at his modelling gigs.
Your laugh.
Leviathan
Cheering for him in games, school work, or anything in general.
Surprise hugs from behind.
Whispering sweet nothings in his ear.
Head pats.
Insisting on making a very elaborate otaku secret handshake.
Holding onto him when you watch or play something scary.
Rare moments when you make an embarrassed face.
Seeing you dance and/or sing anything anime related.
Being clumsy.
Satan
Sneezing softly. It reminds him of how cats sneeze. He thinks it's absolutely adorable.
Talking about your favorite books, which parts you liked the most, what you thought about the plot and characters.
Rambling about anything and everything that pops into your mind to him.
Combing your fingers through his hair as he reads a book and drinks his tea.
Kissing his forehead.
Taking his hand in yours.
Pouting.
Choosing him. When you tell anyone else that you're busy being with him to hang out.
Asmodeus
Volunteering to help him with his various self-care routines.
Telling him that he's even more beautiful on the inside.
Being there when those rare insecure times roll in on him.
Cupping his face, smiling, and telling him you love him.
Your "angry" face.
Intertwining your fingers with his and swinging your hands as you walk.
Sleeping in his bed.
Touching your noses and foreheads together.
Asking him to wear matching outfits.
When you touch/poke his nails one by one and hum a cute tune like a kid.
Beelzebub
The way your eyes turn into hearts as you watch him do anything.
When you try to challenge him in a determined way.
Using his arm as a pillow.
Wiping crumbs off his face.
Bringing him snacks at his practice.
Secretly handing him food after Lucifer confiscates his during a student council meeting.
When you work out.
When you're lazy.
That face you make when you enjoy your food.
When you cook.
Belphegor
Your blushy face.
Your sleeping face.
Your worried face. But only if you're worried about him.
Your panicking face.
Any silly face you make when you try to cheer him up or make him laugh.
How determined you are to motivate him.
The way you slide your hand under his bangs when you check him for a fever.
The rhythm of your heartbeat and the sound of your breathing.
Poking his cheek.
Feeding him when he's too tired to feed himself.
HI EVERYONE I'M BACK!! After not posting or updating the blog for about 2 months I'm actually glad that you legends still follow me uwu. Sorry to disappoint, I'm not dead yet >:3
Anyways, thank you thank you thank you for all the continuous support and love that you give me despite my sudden disappearance lol. I appreciate every single one of you 💕
UPDATE: I will do my very best to answer all the pending asks in my inbox and the ones that I've already started working on and are in my drafts ; w ; so look forward to it because I didn't forget about them <;3
ANNOUNCEMENT: As of the writing of this post, asks are currently closed. HOWEVER I will be reopening my asks when I reach 600 followers ^ ^ ! We are currently at 550 ♡( ˶ ❛ ꁞ ❛ ˶ )♡
I hope everyone has a wonderful day/night!! Love you all, stay awesome 💫
Nai loved his mother, he truly did. If not, why would he grace her mercy to escape the ship with them? Why wouldn't he kill her himself, and instead left fate to decide upon her demise?
He loathed the Rem he sees in Luida, the Rem he sees in Meryl, the Rem he sees in Vash; he hates the 'Rem' that was crafted in his mind over the years, haunting him wherever he go. But would he hate the actual Rem had he seen her again?
Nai loved her just as much as he hates her, and he hates that he loved her, just as much as he hates the humanity both his loved ones had chosen over him.
This is a hugely underrated moment and one I think about a lot.
Yes, we as the audience find this funny. We know Vash isn’t a bad guy. But in this world, people are terrified of him–at least, the concept of him. Meryl asks, “Okay, so, I know he’s the ‘Humanoid Typhoon’, but is he, like…a real guy?” To which Roberto responds: “Run into him and it’s over. The man is a walking disaster. Hence that cute little nickname.”
Meryl sees this spread on Vash and sputters out a laugh at the sight, before even meeting him. She laughs because it’s ridiculous. “Real people aren’t such caricatures. He’s a man, not a monster!”
Roberto isn’t wrong to say running into Vash would spell trouble. And Meryl is a bit naive for underestimating the danger. But–but–this is also one of the key things that sets Meryl apart from many of the other humans that have crossed paths with Vash: she sees him, first and foremost, as a man. As a person. Even after nearly losing her life in dangerous situations, even after learning he isn’t even human, she sticks by his side. She believes in him, cares about him, fights for him. Even though it is dangerous and she is scared. Not once does she fall prey to the widespread fear of a larger-than-life outlaw.
I will fight anyone who says that Vash and Meryl don’t have a unique and significant bond.
Crows normally walk. This one seems to have both legs working, so he’s not hopping out of necessity, he’s doing it for fun. Corvids can sometimes be seen doing things like this for no evident reason other than enjoyment.