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[Brothers Here]
Diavolo [👐💗]
He always thinks about you and acts on impulse because of it
“Barbatos, I saw them eyeing a few things last time I went out with them. I've compiled a list so would you mind procuring everything that you can?" Barbatos nodded, "Yes my lord, but if I may, what's the occasion?" Despite saying this, Barbatos knew full well that there was no special occasion, but decided to humor Diavolo.
"Oh! Nothing in particular, I just felt like it," he chuckled softly, a faint flush on his face. Barbatos shook his head slightly, the edges of his lips threatening to curl upwards into a knowing smile. Diavolo started fiddling with his hands, staring at his phone anxiously. Everytime it would vibrate his head would shoot up and his hand would reach over, only for his head to droop slightly, seeing as how it wasn't a message from you.
"Young Master, seeing as how you can't seem to focus on your paperwork, perhaps it's best that we should continue this later? You seem rather antsy," Barbatos pressed a hand to the top of the stack of papers before Diavolo, a knowing smile on his face. Diavolo's face lit up realizing that Barbatos was releasing him to leave, to be able to see you. "Perhaps we should," he pushes back his seat standing up. "Barbatos, I'm going out for a bit, keep an eye on the castle while I'm away." And without another word, he bolts out of his office.
Barbatos chuckles softly watching him race off, neatly stacking the scattered paperwork into a pile.
Barbatos [⌛🖤]
He’s not afraid to show his most vulnerable sides to you
"Well this is a sight to behold."
Barbatos looks up from the kitchen counter, a soft smile on his face. You find you mouth hanging open slightly as you stare at him. Even while working in the kitchen, Barbatos seems refined as ever, sleeves neatly rolled up showing off his forearms, and an apron tied around his waist. You quickly avert your gaze, suddenly taking interest in the wall, feeling your face grow warm. Barbatos only smiles at you, gesturing for you to come closer. As you approach him, he holds a spoon in his hand, “Here, have a taste and tell me what you think.”
Tentatively taking the spoon from him, you lick it, your eyes lighting up. “This is great! Is this what you’re making?” You look down at what he’s created. “I took some inspiration from the human world and decided to try my hand at making...crème brulée? How is it?” He stares at you, eager to hear your feedback. “It’s perfect,” you grin, shooting him a thumbs up giving him your approval. Your smile soon turns into a slight frown, Barbatos gives you a puzzled glance, “Is something the matter?”
“Your eyes...Barbatos, have you been overworking yourself?” a hand reaches up to cup his face, rubbing his cheek. Barbatos stiffens slightly from your touch, unaccustomed to the feeling of someone touching him so....intimately. Usually, he would have smacked away the hand caressing at him, but instead his eyes soften, and his hand reaches up to hold yours in his. “I will be fine, please do not worry,” he laughs softly, feeling a warm sensation in his chest from your concern over him. You shook your head, pouting at him, “I should talk to Diavolo about lightening the amount of work you’ve taken on recently, he’ll understand.” You pull away from him and Barbatos finds himself craving the warmth of your hands once more. He reaches out to you, pulling you back close to him, “No, that’s quite alright, although, thank you for your concern.” You sigh softly, turning around, “Then you have to promise me that you’ll get some rest. Please?” you give him the best puppy dog eyes that you can muster, and Barbatos’ resolve wavers.
“Very well, but at the very least, allow me to put the dessert into the fridge before it spoils.”
Solomon [🪄🤍]
He’s always looking out for you and your well-being
“Careful MC, watch your step, the footing here is uneven,” Solomon holds a hand out to you, a smile on his face.
“It’s not that bad,” you scoff, rolling your eyes, but despite what you said you still took his hand holding it in yours. His hands, seem to mold into yours, his fingers wrapping around yours. “Got you,” he chuckled softly, “Now I’m never going to let you go.” You push him lightly, laughing softly as you squeeze his hand in yours. Solomon’s grip on you is firm, and provides you with a sense of comfort as the two of you stroll through the bustling streets of the Devildom. You stare at all of the shops, a grin on your face as you pull Solomon along, pointing out the things that you find of interest.
Suddenly Solomon tugs you to the side and out of the way of a few demons, racing through the streets. He shields you with his body holding you close. Once they pass by, he looks stares at you affection in his gaze, “Are you alright? They pushed by pretty quickly.” His voice is soft as he continues staring at you. “I’m fine, I just wasn’t expecting you to do that,” you mumbled, feeling your face heat up. "Well there's more where that came from," he smiled, teasing you lightly, leaning in. You laugh softly, pushing him gently. Solomon only laughs, pulling away from you but not before, intertwining his fingers in with yours.
"Stay close to me alright? No harm should befall you as long as you stick by my side."
Simeon [🥞🩵]
He’s always there to lend a shoulder to you
"MC? What’s the matter?” a frown mars his pretty face as he leans over you, concern in his gaze. You turn to look at him from your position on the railing overlooking the vast expanse of the Devildom. You sniffled, wiping your face, trying to make yourself appear more presentable, “Ah Simeon! Sorry, I didn’t hear you come up, I just wanted some fresh air.” Simeon approaches you, worry still written all over his face. His hand reaches up to cup your face which causes you to stiffen from his touch.
“Have you been crying?” he murmurs, his brow creasing as he stared at you. “Huh? I....” you tear your face away from his hand, staring at the floor finding it difficult to hold his gaze. “No I just...like I said, I wanted fresh air,” you let out a shuddering gasp to try and recollect yourself. “MC...look at me,” Simeon lifts your face, fingers gently holding onto your chin. “You can talk to me alright?” To see you on the verge of tears like this, Simeon felt his heart ache, wondering how he could resolve this and console you.
Your breathing quickened as you stared at him feeling your body shake and you couldn’t hold it back anymore. Your arms found their way around his torso, clinging to him, your face buried into the crook of his neck for comfort. He emanates warmth, hands gently caressing your back, holding onto you. “It’s okay, I’m not going anywhere,” his voice murmurs from above you, and you can feel the steady rising and falling of his body.
You continue holding onto him, until you feel that you’re ready to speak. You pull your face away from him, biting your lip. “Sorry...I’m just....I’ve been feeling overwhelmed lately so I just wanted some time to myself, and then I couldn’t help myself, I guess I just started crying.” You grimace slightly, turning away from him. “MC...it’s okay to feel these things, there’s nothing to be ashamed about, I mean we can’t always control out emotions and that’s alright.” You feel yourself on the verge of tearing up once more but you force it back, shaking your head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to just suddenly spring this on you.”
Simeon smiles softly, his hands squeezing your sides comfortingly. “My dear MC, there’s nothing you need to apologize for alright? You’re already doing great, and I will ensure that I will always be by your side to give you encouragement should you need it.”
Heyy is it possible if I could request an MC going through a rough patch of exams with the brothers and MC's anxiety about these are just through the roof 📈📈📈
(GCSEs have arrived and I'm sitting my first one around 6 hours after I've sent this request so I'm just dead)
Ignore if you can't do it, it's completely alright. Thank you!!
hi there! of course i can :)
hope those went well for you!!
enjoy <3
Mc in the middle of a rough exam season
Lucifer
exam seasons is rough
he would know that best
he's easier on you and makes sure to keep things around the house light
if you ever need a little while to decompress, his door is always open
Mammon
where ever you go, he's going too
if you're studying in your room, he's going to be in your room. if you're outside, he's outside
if it makes you happy, he'll study too
he knows things haven't been easy lately, so he's doing his best to support you
Levi
he understands your anxiety wholeheartedly
however he can help, he will
if you just want to enjoy your favorite video game or anime together, he's got you
but if you just want to sit together, and talk or sit in silence, he's also got you <3
Satan
he's more than willing to help you out with studying
if you have the same exam, he'll insist you study together
for any other exams, he can help by quizzing you and have you teach the subject to him
as a reward for all your hard work, he promises to take you out to a cat cafe no matter what final grade you get
Asmo
he's the one making sure you keep up with your self care
if you insist on studying up in your room instead of going down for meals, he'll bring them up to you and eat with you
he also makes regular cute self care packages that always have something fun and new in it he thinks you'll enjoy
usually, they have some sort of face mask, a candle, some of your favorite treats, and something cute in them
Beel
along with his twin, he's the one making sure you take fair breaks
if you're only taking a few minutes of breaks in hours of studying, he's going to have to change that
he makes sure you're getting out and thinking about things other than your exams
if you're ever up for it and since fresh airs clears the mind, you're always welcome to join him on his hikes
Belphie
if you need a power nap or need a break, he's your man
he won't let you go until his allotted time with you is up
so even if you wanted to get up to return to work before that, you can't
if you're having issues with sleeping in general, he can help you with that too
Lounging in the library on one end of the couch with Satan sitting on the other, pretending not to notice him squinting at his book and then back at you. When you do finally look up at him to ask if somethings wrong you find him staring at you with a mildly concerned look on his face.
Before you can ask your question he moves across the couch and gently brushes the back of his hand against the tip of your nose. Okay, what the hell. Squinting your eyes at the tickling as he moves to rub the pad of his thumb up the bridge of your nose.
“Are you feeling alright? Do you need something to drink?” Boy your hands smell like dust and cat piss if you don’t get OFF-
You maneuver your head out of his hands and stare at him like he’d grown another head.
“Am I okay? Are YOU okay?? what are you doing?”
“Your nose is dry.”
“And?”
“Are you sick?”
“..?”
After an hour and a half of fact checking his book with his human, Satan tosses the book in the recycling bin, tips of his ears burning with embarrassment.
When he walks back the way he came, he finds her in a clearing, a campfire burning on the wood in the centre and a small bundle of berries on a leaf cradled in her hand. He looks at her, utterly perple
xed and she gives him a slight smile.
“I thought we should rest.”
It’s the most she’s said to him since he discovered the truth about her wings, since she shut him down and recoiled away and he can’t help but smile back at her.
“It’s not too far from here. There’s no need for this,” he waves a hand at the small set-up she’s made.
She raises an eyebrow at him. “You’re tired.”
He flounders, unsure of what to say to that. He expected her to be urgent about her task, leaving the safety of the Hollow to do whatever it was she needed to do. This is not what he expected, though he can’t deny the wave of exhaustion that comes over him as he steps into the clearing.
Summary: Stuck on Neverland, Captain Hook seeks help returning to the Enchanted Forest. Out of options and no longer willing to work for Pan, he seeks out the Fae. But his past threatens to catch up with him and Hook suddenly finds himself caught in the midst of a vicious war between the Fae and the Lost Boys. Thrust into a shaky alliance with the Queen and with time running out, the pair must navigate the perils of Neverland’s magic with fateful consequences.
Rating: T (not a lot of explicit content but just to be on the safe side.)
A/N: Here it is, the infamous Neverland AU I've been bleating on about working on. This is, first and foremost, a CS story. Having said that, a fundamental part of the story is to do with another one of Killian's relationships, so if that's not something you like, please skip. I've chopped and changed and thrown my own spin onto Neverland and the Fae so fair warning. Also I'm gonna admit to it. If anyone has read Second Star to the Right then you'll probably pick up on some similarities. I was definitely inspired by that story and I want to say that here so as to give credit where it's due.
Thanks to @acourtoftruelove and @swanandapirate for being my cheerleaders, betas and all-round amazing people. I love you both <3 <3
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Prologue
In the shadowed corners and whispered conversations, there was a warning. It was an echo in the dark, a mantra which cautioned and advised those who heard it to take heed.
Fear the Fae, lad
Fear their kiss…
It spoke of an enchanted island where childhood wishes ruled, where one could fly amongst the clouds and the stars shone every hour. It spoke of an island which was home to predators unlike any other.
Stay on your path lad
Just remember this…
As a child, Killian had loved stories. He would listen with rapt attention as the other slaves would spin tales of bravery and heroics, something that would transport them all away from the suffocating confines of the ship; that would, if only for a while, break away the shackles that held them down, and give them what anyone craves in their time of need.
Hope.
But though he was young, and despite Liam’s best efforts to make sure he didn’t lose his innocence too quickly, Killian was no longer the starry-eyed boy of his youth. He recognised the word of caution for what it was, a grain of truth in a story that was sugar-coated to make it easier to swallow; to give the boys something to dream of, to give them happy thoughts that would almost smoothe the rough edges of the life they’d been dealt.
Killian saw it for what it was, clinging tightly to Liam as the ship sailed through treacherous waters, the warning still ringing in his head.
For those of you who do not know what OMSW is, it's the Ontario Medical Students Weekend: a clinical skills retreat open for all 6 of the medical schools in Ontario.
This year the retreat was held in Sudbury, hosted by the Northern Ontario School of Medicine. It seemed about 500 students were gathered in the Radisson hotel for the weekend from UofT, OttawaU, Queens, MacMaster, NOSM, and of course, Schulich at UWO. I definitely enjoyed learning the clinical skills from the day's workshops and listening to a few of the talks (although I apparently missed a great presentation from Dr. Ray Wiss, will have to see if I can get his book). Even better than this was the class bonding and socializing (Western really came out in droves, although I may be SLIGHTLY biased); although I do regret not making a better effort to get to know students from the other schools. After all it was called ONTARIO Medical Student Weekend, and I am guilty for being a bit cliquey within my school.
However, the best parts of the trip was the drive to it. I got a lift with my roommates for the weekend, and it was an excellent time to bond and learn a bit more about each other. While we chatted about everything from Neuroscience research to Age of Empires, it was great to just cut back and shoot the shit with some great guys. Furthermore, the drive up really let me witness some of the beauty of the Ontario outdoors: Canadian Shield rock, a multitude of lakes, wild life including eagles, wild turkey, and ravens, and the gorgeous colours of fall. Autumn is certainly different here than back in BC, but the golds, scarlets, and yellows are quite striking.
Well I'm kind of losing my train of thought right now, so I'm going to call it quits. If I think of anything later I'll post it under some edits. Although it's unlikely.
