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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH TO CUTE holy crap this is majestic as duck

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While putting your favorite condiment on a sandwich, you accidentally make a magical occult symbol and summon a demon.

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You silently take two more slices of bread out of the package and make another sandwich. You put it on a plate with a handful of potato chips and hand it to the demon. He takes the sandwich, smiles and vanishes in a puff of demonic smoke. The next day you get that job promotion you were after. There was no contract. No words spoken. You owe nothing. But every now and then, another demon pops in for lunch. Demons don’t often get homemade sandwiches.

geeko-sapiens

Can I keep this going? I’m going to keep this going.

It would be a little annoying, if they weren’t so nice about it. You don’t know what you expected demons to be like, but you certainly didn’t expect them to be nice about it. There’s no demands, no voices like wailing babies, no blood on the walls (well, there was that one time, but Balthazak was very apologetic about the whole thing and cleaned it up right quick). Just the occasional demon stopping by for lunch. In fact, you could almost forget that they weren’t just ordinary people, the way they act. Nice people, too.

You start talking with them, as time goes on. In the beginning you carefully pick your words so they couldn’t be spun to even imply a contract or reference a soul, but when they seem politely eager to have a normal chat, your words become a bit looser. You even begin gossiping with them - turns out, demons have breakroom gossip just like anyone else. You listened to Rek’ththththtyr’s account of Drokyarix’s torrid affair with Irkilliz, and Ferkiyan didn’t even know what Drory was doing behind his back, poor dear, and you kept quiet and let Ferkiyan cry on your shoulder after Drokyarix finally broke up with him (the shirt was a bit of a loss, demon tears are ruinous to cloth, but Ferkiyan’s a good sort and you couldn’t just turn him away). You even managed to talk him down from going and starting a fight with Irkiliz, who didn’t even know that Drokyarix was in a relationship, and who was almost as horrified as Rek’ththththtyr.

After that event in particular, you start to get a sort of a reputation as a place where a demon can come to relax, talk, and - of course - get a sandwich. Your sandwich-making skills have really improved since this whole thing began. Your luck seems to have improved too - you’re not sure if you can attribute the whole thing to the sandwiches and the reputation, but you don’t really want to know anyway.

One day, there’s a bright flash of light from your living room. Nothing unusual in itself - most of the younger demons haven’t quite got the style of their elders, and usually just go for a materialization in a flash of hellfire over your fireplace - except that it’s white instead of the usual red. You look up, and who do you see but an angel looking at you with a spear in his hand. Shrugging, you tell him to sit down and you’ll have a sandwich for him shortly, and meanwhile he can just tell you all about what’s on his mind. This clearly is not at all what he was expecting, but after a moment’s thought, he decides to take you up on your offer and starts talking. Apparently, he’d been dispatched to take care of some demon summoner in the neighborhood, and while he’d evidently got the wrong house the right one shouldn’t be hard to find - have you seen anyone practicing satanic rituals nearby? You laugh, a little, and tell him that you don’t really summon them, they just come on their own. They do like their sandwiches, and they’re quite nice folk.

The angel’s jaw drops, and you remind him to chew with his mouth closed.

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And I’m going to take this even further. Here we go.

It took a bit of explaining with the first angel to arrive. Telling him about the first accidental summoning and then how the demons just started stopping by around lunch time on your days off. But once he understood what’s been going on (and finished his sandwich) he nodded solemnly and said he would get this all straightened out “upstairs.”

You eventually start getting more angels coming around for lunch. Sometimes they bring a small dessert for you to share after the sandwiches, and the dishes are always magically clean and back in the cupboard when they leave.

You lean that angels don’t have much of their own drama, but they do know all the truths about human tabloid drama and they’re more than willing to dish on what the Kardashians have been up to.

The first time an angel and a demon show up for lunch on the same day is a little tense. You tell them that ALL are welcome for lunch in your house and that you would prefer it to be a no-conflict zone. It takes a while for them to settle, but eventually they grow comfortable enough to start chatting. Which is when you learn that because demons are technically fallen angels, you’ve been having two sides of an estranged family over for lunch regularly.

Soon, you have an angel and a demon at every lunch. Old friends and estranged siblings meeting up to reconnect over a sandwich at your dinning room table. You help the ones who had a falling out reach an understanding, and you get to hear wild stories of what the “old realm” was like.

One day, as you’re pulling out the bread and cheese, a messenger demon appears. You greet him and tell him a sandwich will be ready soon, but he declines. He is here on behalf of Lucifer to ask if it’s alright by you for him to “enter your dwelling so as to meet with his brother Michael over sandwiches.”

A little stunned, you agree. The demon disappears and you prepare three sandwiches, setting them at the table.

When Lucifer (the actual devil!) appears in small puff of smoke, you welcome him and ask what he’d like to drink. As you’re fetching the apple juice, a blinding flash of light comes from the dinning room indicating Michael’s arrival. You grab a second cup and walk back in to find a tense stand off between the brothers. You set down the cups and juice while calmly reminding them that this is a conflict-free zone, and if they are going to fight, please take it to an alternate plane of existence.

They don’t fight. They sit and enjoy the sandwiches and talk about what happened. You learn a lot about why creation started, what the purpose of humanity was and what it’s grown to be. You only have to diffuse two arguments. And at the end when it’s time for them to leave, they hug each other, agreeing to meet up again somewhere else.

In the following weeks you have the usual assortment of demons and angels stopping by. The regulars ask how you’re mom is doing and if your friend is settling in to their new apartment nicely. At some point during each visit though, they ask if it’s true. Did Lucifer and Michael really come for lunch? You tell them yes, but won’t say what was talked about. They’re disappointed, everyone likes the gossip, but they understand. Before they leave, you ask each angel and demon about this idea you have for the summer, what if you had a barbecue on the back patio for everyone who wanted to come? They think it sounds like a fun idea.

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Yep, I’m picking up, here we go!

Everyone had a lot of fun at the barbecue. There wasn’t much fighting, but some sparks and noises made you grateful your neighbors were either out of town or older/deaf. There was a great three-legged race and a small football game with parties on all sides involved, you’d never fixed so much food before.

Then, two latecomers. Angels and demons alike gasped in shock and parted like the Red Sea (Which, apparently, is a VERY exaggerated story) to let them pass.

You smile warmly and ask what they’d like. Both decline to answer that, looking at each other awkwardly. The demon bows its head to let the angel speak first.

God Himself heard the fun and wanted to come join the barbecue.

You look at the messenger demon, the same one as before, and as you insist that “Oh, you really should stay this time!”, you’re told that Lucifer ALSO wants to come to your barbecue.

You look between the two. You tell them you won’t deny one or the other, but that they must keep in mind that this is a neutral zone and you won’t have their conflicts interfere with the atmosphere.

Both vanish momentarily (after each taking a plate of food). There’s a long, awkward silence.

Lucifer arrives first, flash of fire in the firepit, coming over to get a burger. He doesn’t look… displeased. But he’s not necessarily happy.

There’s a beautiful flash of white light and a rainbow, and then God descends onto your back porch. Your long-dead flowers spring back to life in His presence. Shit, now you actually have to go back to taking care of them.

The two regard each other from across the backyard. There’s still complete silence from the crowd of angels and demons.

You clear your throat. “What do you two want to eat? I have burgers, hot dogs, chicken, and some vegetarian alternatives.”

They slowly look at you. You return each of their gazes. “This is a no-conflict zone. We’re all here to have a good time at a good barbecue.”

More silence. Then, Lucifer dishes himself a burger and goes to prepare it the way he wants. God approaches calmly and looks over your vegetarian palette (Not the best, but it would do in a quick pinch, you found out just yesterday that some of the attendees would be vegetarian), fixing Himself some food as well.

As this goes on, the others begin to relax, and soon, everyone goes back to having a good time. The food is great, desserts brought by your angelic guests really compliment the meals you cooked, nobody starts sacrificing anybody or arguements (except later there’s a massive water gun/water balloon fight that knocked Michael into the fire pit and got ashes all over his bRAND NEW ROBES, DROKYARIX! but everyone laughed it off and carried on), and as you sit on your porch, taking in the sights, you wonder to yourself if you should do this kind of thing more often, and if you would have had this situation any other way.

Nope, you decide, when God hits Lucifer with a water balloon as he’s trying to refill his super soaker, you really wouldn’t have this any other way.

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This is so wholesome

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I love this so much

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I know this doesn't pertain to anything but its still funny

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Damien males a creepy broken robot

I'm writing a fanfic, and I want to have some advice on how to write it. What did you do for the fanfic on wattpad?

⭐Pretty sure kipper isn't answering right now but if you'd like some tips ive got a few that helps me write my stories.⭐- ⭐make sure you got the characters down pat (you know what they are and how their personality and over all person effects other people and things.)⭐- ⭐make sure to give vivid descriptions the world around them but don't use too many descriptive words in one sentence. ⭐-⭐go over your work and make sure the plot point are spaced were you want them to be .I personally make an actual physical chart to map out were specific actions and events occur in the story's at specific times and places its very helpful when what you need is right infront of you!⭐-⭐HAVE A PROOF READER OR EVEN BETTER AN EDITOR! If you are a grammar Nazi then you should be fine! But if you aren't well... I use grammarly religiously so I recommend using that! Its free! I think...(don't quote me!)⭐- ⭐have time to just sit doyen and look over your work one last time bedsore you submit!⭐ ⭐Thats about it ...from me at least I hope this helped at least a little bit ? Try experimenting with your own style first!⭐[Admin zeke ]

Its a oneshot

// its around ty's 27th birthday and has been married to teddy for about 5 to six years//

Teddy sets a birthday cake on the table and turns out all the lights before going to retrieve his fair haired husband.

Ty walked in blindfolded with teddy guiding him through the house.

" teddy this is ridiculous im too old for birthday party's! " said Ty.

" well kitten I can't just sit around and do nothing on an important day like this" said the latter.

Ty grumbled as teddy pulls out his chair and makes him sit down.

Teddy took a deep breath and started to sing:

"Whaaaaaatttt day is today!, its Tyler's birthday!, what a day for a birthday!-" teddy paused mid song to give Ty a smooch on the cheek.

"Iiiiiiittts Tyler's birthday!" the older male undid ty's blindfold to reveal a small little chocolate cake with black and purple frosting, it looked homemade almost and it smelled like coco.

Ty rolled his eyes and tried to hide his smile . even though he tried teddy's goofy eyes and smile made him smile even more " c'mon baby I know you don't like birthday's but I did try my hardest to make you a cake ~

You know how hard my hand-eye-hand-eye-quardination is".

Teddy sat in the seat across from his husband at the kitchen table - just starring enthusiastically with his big stupid smile.

Alright better get this over with then... 27 candles...27 years that hes been alive...27 years that hes survived...hes happy now...he really is.

"Tyler?" Ty looked up from the cake and looked at teddy. He had a look of worry on his face as he tilted his head slightly " kitten are you okay? Your suppose to eat the cake not stare at it hehe " teddy leaned forward and wiped ty' s face - he hadn't even realized that he started crying .

" y-yeah...um...teddy how does this work??" Ty pushed his hand away from his face and stared intensely at the confection in front of him.

" what do you mean "how does it work?" you just blow out the candles and make a wish . everyone knows that?" .

" wells im not everyone! I just never understood why people do this..." he grumbled. "

"Its okay just make a wish " the dim light of the candles reflected into teddy's damaged amber eyes, in this light he didn't look so broken... Beautiful...

"What should I wish for? " the blonde questioned. " anything baby" teddy yawned it was really late.

" anything..." Ty thought long and hard before taking a deep breath and blowing out the candles all at once. He smiled warmly at his charcoal haired husband.

Teddy immediately caught that look in ty's eyes" oh no...I know that look you wished for something evil didn't you~" .

" no not really~" Ty sounded confident as he picked up the cake knife and started to cut the cake up .

"I mean its something ive always thought about having eventually. Maybe ill get it this year~"

The words echoed around in teddy's mind for a bit " what did he want???oh no did I get the wrong gift?! How could I be so fucking stupid?!" he thought.

Teddy couldn't stand it anymore he stood up as Ty handed his a plate with chocolate cake on it " okay. You got me. What did you wish for-" . Ty stuck his tongue out stubbornly " not telling~" he cooed.

" Ty c'mon I just wanna make sure -"

" no can do teddy bear" the mention of his nickname made him turn a dark shade of crimson.

" tttyyyyyleeerrrr please! " he whined.

Ty groaned

" I wished...for a family..."

Ty turned his head as to not show his bright red face .

Teddy paused and thought for a second they'd talked about this before in the past but they never could come to a conclusion.

" y-you have a f-family sweetheart! " he nervously chuckled.

Ty raised an eyebrow at him

" me, Evan, milo! And Phil and Pierre-"

" yes but you see they are all couples WITH CHILDREN" Ty raised his voice He means business..." Hell I think even Damien and Jordan have started to consider having s kid of their own! Teddy we won't live forever I just want to do something-"

"TY I SAID NO!" teddy's booming voice echoed the room making Ty back up in fear.

Teddy never liked using his work voice at home , he didn't want to fight with Ty like this

Teddy avoiding eye contact left the room and went out onto the balcony.

Ty was still shaken up from his husbands sudden outburst but he followed him onto the balcony were he found him on the ground with his back against the glass of the ledge, huddled over covering his face .

He could hear faint sniffling- teddy was crying .Ty sat next to him and put an arm around him.

"Teddy...why don't you want to have kids?" he said with empathy and worry in his voice.

Teddy took a bit of time to respond " Tyler..look at me...look at what ive done... Im a cybernetic scared up mental freak"

" what kind of kid would want a warlord as a father figure! Hell I couldn't even stand up against my own dad! Thats how I got the scars on my face! I don't want that kid to end up like me! I don't want them to be alone ...im...im scared Ty..." he started shivering more tears poured out from his eyes.

Ty hugged his big idiot and made him look at him .even sitting down teddy was bigger than him..." teddy...look...ive seen you at your best but ive also seen you at your worst- " wiping tears from his eyes teddy sniffled " I know that you do have the potential to be a good person in you just tried...sure the kid won't be perfect but they'll be something! And one of those things is defiantly not alone.

There are good parts ...and bad parts ..we have to look at this and take the good with the bad".

Teddy nodded in understanding " is this really what you want kitten?" teddy's eyes were red and puffy" it really is... But only with you"

Teddy hugged his smaller husband and nuzzled into his soft neck" ill do it...ill check the adoption and surrogate downers lists in the armada. Im still scared Tyler..." Ty hugged him back tighter " you aren't the only one!" Ty was a happy mess.

"Hey Ty"

" what teddy bear?"

" happy birthday~"

/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH that's it for now children~

[Admin zeke ]

HHHHEEEEYYYYYYYYYYY WE AREN'T DEAD im tasking off the hiatus im pretty sure we can be here now!

prxtty-bxd

‘’’I’m fine!’‘‘

Yooo no one is talking about the fact that Yuu is trying to kill himself. I didn’t know what he would wear in the new Red Army in the book so I just did the uniform from the series (if that makes sense?)

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frostedpuffs

be careful who you call ugly in middle school

they might ruin your dream journal

niki-4829

Zaptryk is cool, I like him

hhhhhhhh I love this fanfic ; v ;

What's jobs would the WTWAY characters get after escaping the army?

Ty - A doctor specializing in toxic waste/nuclear affects.

Teddy - Mental ward. Not to work.

Evan - Author

Milo - Spy

Phil - Entrepreneur

Pierre - Cooking field

Yuu - Assasin

Mee - Detective

(Theoretically)

Jordan - Mechanic

Damien - Top secret Scientific research

prxtty-bxd

JD and Hunter!

I love these two kids. I like the idea of Damien making a child using both of their DNA. I also like the idea of Ty and Teddy finding Hunter in that camp and Teddy wants to bring Hunter to an adoption place but Ty becomes attached to Hunter. Ty manages to convince Teddy to keep him and they do.

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HAPPY LATE VALENTINES DAY FROM THE SCIENTIST AND MECHANIC. Also me.

-OverLord Kipp

Small hiatus

Hey dirks I don't think Kipp is feeling very into it rn and I got homework to do.ill check in when I can but meh idk we aren't dead just taking a break

-the admins

The Moore family ladies and germs! Also that's what JD and hunter look like. Hunter is a cry baby when he is younger, when hes older he trys to be cool and edgy (obviously fails). He still would have the cat plush tho. ... (He was adopted .) JD wants to be a mad scientist when they grow up (just like daddy) and is already smarter than most of the kids and some of the teachers in their school. They are intersex non binary. He was created in a lab using both Damien and Jordan's DNA (that's right fuck you nature.) [Admin zeke]