Get To Know The OC And The Creator! Day 1!

Get to Know The OC and The Creator! Day 1!

it's officially one week until my birthday! so i wanna do a seven day get to know my oc, vixen, and me, vixie! (this is entirely self-indulgent, since i'm lonely)

Day One:

vixen lives in the sunny state in the human world, always near a beach somewhere. vixen enjoys swimming or just relaxing in water for fun in general, but will not allow her fox form to even get a drop of water on it.

vixie (me) also lives in the sunny state in our hell on earth, but i do not live near a beach anymore. vixie hates the heat, but enjoys water. vixie prefer being in a pool than at the beach.

Get to Know The OC and The Creator! Day 6!

it's officially one week until my birthday! so i wanna do a seven day get to know my oc, vixen, and me, vixie! (this is entirely self-indulgent, since i'm lonely)

vixen prefers mobile books instead of paper books, she believes paper books will get damaged even if they're just sitting on the shelf. vixen also believes paper books take too much space up even if you only read the book once and believes it a waste of money. vixen believes if someone wants to read a paper book, borrow it from the library and return it when you're done.

vixie enjoy paper books and online books. vixie prefers to read paper books, and buy them to complete collections. vixie has multiple very old books that are still in great condition and even has a book signed by an author from when she was younger. vixie reads online books, like manga or manhwa. believes all books can be kept in good condition if take care of well.

When Heat Cools: A MephistoMC Love Story

Chapter 8

Taglist: @astroseuss @fcxyviixen @jar-of-moondust @marvelous-maniac @ghost-mint @darkflowerav @missloserqueen

"I know you are going through a lot, my friend."

Mephisto shook his head.

"It's MC who is going through a lot; in comparison, I am simply along for the ride."

"Still, you are undoubtedly stressed."

The nobleman gave a small nod.

"However," Dia continued. "I would still appreciate it if you would answer a certain question of mine."

Just when Mephisto thought he feeling his worst, the prince's words made his body tense.

Somehow, he could just sense he wasn't going to like this question of his.

"What is it, my lord?"

Dia pursed his lips.

"Is...your leg getting worse or has MC simply helped you put less focus on your act?"

Mephisto freezed. He knows?? Has he truly made it that obvious? The nobleman knows he was stumbling earlier but surely that was not enough for his old friend to know his secret?

"This is not some new discovery for me, I assure you." The prince explained, knowing well what his friend must be thinking. "I...In truth, I've known since we were barely adolescents, back when you first received your cane. You always put so much effort into concealing your leg issue so I did my best to respect your feelings and hoped you would confide in me about it some day."

Mephisto was physically about thirteen when he had to start using his cane. Diavolo has literally known about his disability for hundreds of years and never spoke about a word about it simply because he could see how hard his friend was trying to hide it and wanted the other boy to confide in him about it instead of prying into what was obviously a sensitive issue.

That never happened though and here the two men are, hundreds of years later, finally addressing it.

The nobleman turned away from the prince.

"My lord, I'd rather not talk about this."

"You have always been so protective when it comes to others knowing about your leg's weakness." Dia frowned, worried. "What is it about your injury that that makes you so determined to hide it?"

Some would probably think it was a pride issue, but that couldn't be further from the truth. With the way Mephisto acts now of days, such a theory would be believable, but this has truly gone on since they were young, since before Mephisto adopted such an attitude.

Diavolo knew his old friend, knew that their must be an important reason why he did not want others knowing about his disability.

The nobleman's heart was pounding in his chest.

"Forgive me, but I have already said that I will not speak of it." He repeated.

This was a topic that no one could know, that Mephisto himself must take to his grave. Even in their closer days, he could not tell his friend about the incident and nothing has changed since then.

The prince released a sigh.

"I suppose some aspects of you still have not changed." He gave a sad smile. "Will you at least let me know if I or Barbatos can do anything to help?"

The nobleman shook his head.

"Nothing can help it, but I do appreciate the thought, my lord."

Dia stared at his old friend in worry. There really wasn't much in his life that the prince could help with, was there?

Eventually, MC was done with her medicinal bath and was ready to go home. The phantom cold was now gone, but the poor woman was now left mentally exhausted.

The tired human even fell asleep with her head in her boyfriend's lap on the way back to House of Lamentation. She slept hard and poor Mephisto couldn't wake her up.

Luckily, Beel had just come home from somewhere (Mep got so lucky it was a kind brother who showed up lol) and had the big guy take his sweet corazón inside to her room.

Of course, Beely did it without a fuss and was very gentle with the sleeping human.

...Okay, so one of the brothers is alright, he has decided. The Avatar of Gluttony has unknowingly passed a test even Mephisto didn't realize he made.

It only took two days after that for Diavolo's message hit Mephisto's parents and hit them hard. Whatever form it took, the son was unsure, but his parents knew it was his doing.

His mother slapped him across the face with enough force to make him stumble back.

"I raised you better than this!" His mother shrieked. "Do you even know what you've done? Do you have a single brain cell that thick head of yours?"

Mephisto steadied himself and avoided his mother's gaze. Yes, by doing this he betrayed his family, something that was he was taught to be incredibly taboo.

He did it to protect MC therefore he did not regret it--however, that didn't mean it didn't hurt to do so. His loyalty towards his family has always been a defining pillar of who this man was as a person; one he was willing to feel the pain of cracking it for the sake of his corazón and children though.

His father step between the two of them--not out of protection, but to take hold of the situation.

"Listen, we need to remedy this situation and quickly." The older man spoke coolly. "I need you to bring your human pet in to--"

"MC is coming no where near here." Mephisto raised his head and met his father's matching green eyes.

"You--"

The husband simply raised towards his wofe.

"Lamia, you wanted me to handle this so I'm handling it." He scolded her before looking back to his son. "Your prince has already made it very clear the lives of that human and her child are off limits; you have turned our threat idle."

"Then what to do you want with her?"

"For the time being? A conversation, one that you shall be present for too." The older man explained. "The rest will be explained then."

Mephisto went silent.

"I expect you both in this house tomorrow afternoon. I will have the butler give you the details in the morning."

And with that, his parents left him standing there, fists at his sides.

What the hell are they planning? And worse, what do they have planned if he doesn't comply?

When Heat Cools: A MephistoMC Love Story

Chapter 7

Taglist: @astroseuss @fcxyviixen @jar-of-moondust @marvelous-maniac @ghost-mint @darkflowerav @missloserqueen

Mephisto ran to his love's side, stumbling a bit as he ran faster than he could move properly with his cane but he didn't care.

Barbatos stepped away from the woman just before the boyfriend made it in front of the gasping woman.

MC felt as if she was just chiseled out of a glacier. Even the nobleman could feel it as he touched her arms; despite her normal complexion, the human felt deathly cold.

Mephisto quickly took off his jacket and slid it over her shoulders before taking her hand on his and pressing it against his warm chest.

"Mi corazón? What happened--" He winced as he suddenly noticed the pain in his leg.

"M-Mephisto...I'm fine." She promised. "N-Now p-please...sit d-down."

You gotta be kidding me. Even after whatever the hell she went through, she's still worried him and his leg. If he wasn't so speechless right now, he'd be calling her an idiot for her ill timed concern.

It wasn't just her though.

Lord Diavolo pulled a chair right next to MC's and gave a sympathetic, almost strange sort of look.

"Please listen to MC, my friend."

Mephisto pursed his lips before temporarily letting go of his sweet human and shakily taking the seat as was asked.

The nobleman immediately pulled her back towards him though, embracing his girlfriend in hope of warming the poor woman.

He glared at the butler.

"What the in the devil's hellish mind were you doing?"

All etiquette went out the window in that moment. Even though this was in front of Lord Diavolo, Mephisto didn't care. He needed answers to what the hell he just saw, to what his pregnant girlfriend just went through.

Dia frowned.

"Vocabulary aside, I agree with Mephistopheles." The prince told his butler. "I would also like to know what it was that we walked in on."

Barbatos pursed his lips.

"I would rather not say as of yet." The butler explained. "I feel it would be disrespectful to MC to speak on the matter without her saying her piece first. However, I will mention that I received her full consent before using my magick upon her."

Trusting his friend, but also wanting to make sure his other one has a chance to speak, the prince turned to MC.

"Is this true?"

The woman nodded before hiding her face in her boyfriend's chest.

Mephisto stared in disbelief.

"Why? What did you let him do to you?"

He adjusted her in his arms, making the human reveal her face when all she wanted to do was hide from him.

"I..." The woman gave a big shiver, causing the man to quickly rub her back in hop the friction will help warm her a bit. "E-Ever since I b-became p-pregnant...I've been s-seeing things, M-MepMep."

The nobleman's eyes widen and he laid hand against her cheek.

"What kind of things? Mi corazón, please."

"Translucent b-beings float in an e-empty world." She spoke softly. "B-But over time, it became less and less empty...and...before you picked me up earlier, I had a-a vision with them dancing, these dark and light b-beings holding hands and d-dancing as they sang a melody in a foreign language that sounded...familiar t-to me."

Mephisto could only stare. What the hell has been going on with her head to cause that?

This made no sense to the nobleman. These...'visions' of hers were nothing he had ever heard of and most certainly weren't something from his family. Then what's happening to her? What's happening to his sweet corazón?

With MC's side of things spoken, Barbatos stepped forward.

"After confiding in me about these visions of hers, I realized what their cause may be." The butler explained, cool and composed as always. "However, considering the...severe rarity of the condition, I had to be completely sure before speaking such aloud and therefore needed to perform some ancient magick."

Surprising the couple, but not the butler in the slightest, the prince gave Barb a stern look.

"Barbatos, what did you do to her?"

"I indeed used soul magick." He confirmed the prince's suspicions. "If it is any consolation, my lord, it seems my own suspicions are correct; history is repeating itself."

Diavolo raised his eyebrows.

"Please clarify this realization of yours."

"MC's soul is surprisingly more pure than we could have ever expected." The butler explained. "We understood her soul was angelic thanks to Ms. Lilith; however, the average angel soul is simply never to this level of purity."

The concern on the prince's face was obvious, which only made the couple more stress.

"Hold on a minute." Mephisto interrupted. "What are you saying? Humans do not have angelic souls; their souls are heterogeneous mixtures of dark and light magick."

MC tensed in his arms as Diavolo turned to his old friend.

"MC...is a very special human." He explained just as he has many times over the years. However, this time he actually continued. "Many years ago, I saved Lilith, Lucifer's sister, from the brink of death by turning her into a human in exchange for his loyalty. By doing this, the woman's very genetics changed, but her soul did not and it seems to have affected the soul MC has developed, if not Lilith's other descendants' as well."

"I--and when was anyone going to tell me this??" The nobleman quickly looked down at his girlfriend, just to find her hiding in his chest. "Why didn't you say anything to me after all this? About any of this?"

"I'm afraid now isn't the time for such questions." Barbatos gently inserted himself.

And he was right. MC was so cold and stressed and overwhelmed; the last thing the pregnant woman needed was her boyfriend barking questions at her.

Mephisto sighed before leaning towards her ear.

"I'm sorry." He whispered before kissing her head and looking back at the other men. "What does any of this mean then?"

Dia sighed.

"It means...you are both recreating the first generation of humanity, just as my ancestor the Devil and the Celestial Father once did."

Mephisto's heart sank.

"How is that even possible?!"

"It's the result of your souls." The prince explained apologetically. "Your family is well known for its purity of the dark magick in their souls. This paired will the apparent purity of the light magick in MC's own soul has resulted in you both having children like the since-extinct first generation of humanity."

Children?? As in plural?? And how will this make them so different from modern humans?

Before Mephisto had the chance to ask any of this though, Barbatos chimed in.

"I suspected this was the case because the visions she spoke of contain images of the Primordial era, essentially the earliest days of the past." He explained. "Early humans had the power to see the past, a gift given to them by their parent the Devil."

"A gift the Celestial Father was threaten by." Diavolo frowned.

After all, why would He be happy with His lover giving their children the power to look into His secrets?

The nobleman's mind was racing. This--this was a lot for him to process after all.

"I...I don't...f-feel too good..." MC said suddenly, sounding weak.

Mep's eyes widened and he tightened his embrace on MC as his gaze snapped down to her.

"Mi corazón?"

"Barbatos," Dia looked to the butler. "Bring her inside and draw her a medicinal bath to help her warm up."

"Yes, my lord."

Barbatos stepped forward and gently peeled the weak but clingy woman from her boyfriend before guiding her inside.

"Don't worry, my friend." Diavolo assured him. "MC will be fine. The coldness felt on her is a magically induced phantom type. Her body feels no true affect from it and so it is mostly her mind that is tired; she and the babies will be fine."

"Is it truly definite?" He asked, gaze till staring in the direction the butler and his pregnant love went. "Is there really more than one child?"

"Considering the nature of this pregnancy, I would be more surprised if not." The prince explained before taking a seat next to his friend. "There's no need to be concerned though; as powerful as you and MC are, neither of you are at the same level as my ancestor and therefore I would imagine the amount would be something much more manageable on her human body."

The nobleman released a big sigh and hid his face in his hands.

He...really wasn't acting like himself today, but in truth, he couldn't care less. Everything was starting to feel out of his control.

As long as Mephisto can remember, he always wanted to be a dad and husband, be the greatest man possible for those he loved. That was a dream of his since he was young.

However, he was completely falling short of the man he wanted to be. He felt like chaos continued to brew like a storm against his poor corazón and he was doing such a terrible job of shielding her from it, mostly because he's been left in such ignorance.

It felt as if he's been spending so much time trying to fix one leaking spot on a ceiling while on the other side other house, part of the roof ripped off and poor MC has been rained and stormed on all alone.

"My friend, everything will all be fine." Dia assured him.

"I need to take care of that idiot..." He said from within his hands. Like always, he didn't really believe she was stupid; he was just hurt and frustrated. "How can I do that when she hides things like this from me?"

"MC is simply not used to being taken care of." The other man explained. "You just need to be patient with her. For now, you know what she held and more; now you can protect her even better."

Mephisto raised his head and nodded.

"I...I suppose so." He agreed.

"Also, a word of advice." The prince put his hand on his old friend's shoulder and captured his gaze. "Do not tell anyone about this. Not about your children's...'special race', not about the purity of MC's soul, and especially not her visions."

Mephisto pursed his lips.

"I trust you, but what specifically will come of it if others find out it?"

"My friend, you are a noble from the family leading the Traditionalist political party." Dia spoke as if it was obvious. "If others find out that the son of the leader of the party known not only for demon elitism, but also historically for prohuman sacrificing and human slavery is not only mating with a human, but is also literally recreating the first generation of the so-called living mistakes of my ancestor, your family will become a target by your own allies."

Shit. Mephisto didn't think of that.

"We also cannot risk anyone else knowing about MC's visions of the past." He continued. "She may not be able to control them right now, but that won't matter to anyone with secrets to hide and that would be our whole court. Others knowing about her soul could also help lead to others to these conclusions and we cannot allow that."

Devil, things just kept getting more complicated. Can't the realms just leave his poor corazón alone?

Get to Know The OC and The Creator! Day 3!

it's officially one week until my birthday! so i wanna do a seven day get to know my oc, vixen, and me, vixie! (this is entirely self-indulgent, since i'm lonely)

Day Three:

vixen's favorite drink is boba tea, mixed with whiskey or white wine. vixen's favorite food is shrimp alfredo, handmade by her. she is an excellent cook, but lacks skills in baking.

vixie's favorite drink is apple juice. vixie's favorite food is sushi, especially tuna and salmon sushi. vixie is a novice cook, and she is an amazing baker. (vixie stress bakes)

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