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Their Mini Version...
A/n: malleus and Leona x fem reader, separate. This is just rambling of thoughts,Mini headcanon. And masterlist.
Warning: none...
There are now two sleepy lions in Den with one herbivores. They even sleep in the same pose. But Leona changed a lot after the birth of his son, he wanted to give everything to his child that he couldn't able to have. No one gonna bad mouth him like got in his age or behind his back. No one gonna chain him with restrictions.
He is not a perfect dad but he is trying. Even sometimes it felt childish how he get panicked when the infant start wailing in his arms. And try to find you like he is on fire.
He look at you both quietly without blinking as you shut the baby while humming lightly, the site was so foreign for him at first.
Cheka loves the junior Leona too... He always wanted to play with him and get sad when the time comes to leave. But yep at least he left Leona alone during his visit.
Didn't move an inch when mini Leona fall asleep on his lap while he was sitting.
He is someone who gonna motivate his kid to not eat vegetables, but after seeing how your face feature shifting from happy to angry expression, he just betrays his son and takes your side. (Mini Leona not gonna forget this for sure)
Like on same day... Leona: oi! herbivores~ come closer *pulling y/n who was laying on the other side of bed, licking his lips* how about we- *Knock*knock* Mini Leona: mama.. *opening the door and get on the bed Y/n: what happened, baby... Mini Leona: *throw himself in between you and Leona* I want to sleep with mama today. Leona: huh!? Mini Leona: pleaseeeeee....*showing puppy eyes to y/n* Y/n: hai hai ~ *hugging the mini Leona while hearing her husband growl*
So the first time he saw the baby he was kinda...confused, like the infant had black hair, green eyes, and horns, everyone cheered and congrats him and compliments how the young prince is a copy of his Majesty... ya, he just look like him. Like...why??
He looks at the infant for good minutes, mentality discussion that why the baby looks like him, not like you... He wanted the y/n version with horns.
But he wasn't able to vocalize those thoughts to you. Watching you silently, your tired eyes and lovely smile while adoring the child make him ignore that thought. He loved his son dearly too, so don't worry.
Like his grandmother, he will not put his son under pressure for the throne.
They get quite similar personalities too, the way he resembles malleus, a good and shy boy but also has your vocabulary. Play tricks on Sebek. Because of Lilia, mini mal can have a lot of tricks under his sleeves but is always an innocent child in front of you.
Any jealous movements in past: Mini mal: when I grow up! I'm gonna marry mom!!! Mal: *frown* now this is not possible, my child. Mini mal: but I love mom and mom loves me too. *Incorrect but seriously face* Mal: Even so, your mother is already mine. Mini mal:...*look down with puffed-up cheeks* Y/n: mal, he is just a child. Mal: I do understand my treasure, but he should be a little mature. Y/n: Mal he is 5...
In which (Y/n) has to play zookeeper for two eels and an octopus that are actually her three friends Floyd, Jade, and Azul.
They're slippery and shady — mischievous enough to pull her into the aquarium tank with them and almost drown her.
Request by @ilovefanficstoomuch.
"Hello? Is someone there?"
Wrapping your arms around yourself, you entered the barely lit Mostro Lounge with a worried frown on your face. The pyjama on your body did nothing to shield you from the chilly night air that tended to haunt NRC at 3 AM. Rubbing away the heavy eye-bags under your eyes, you cautiously further advanced into the entirely silent establishment.
Floyd had spammed you with messages earlier, all of them about an emergency at Mostro Lounge that he needed your help with. Intrigued and worried, you had immediately pried Grim away from you and made your way to Mostro Lounge. He had mentioned something about a potion having gone wrong — but nothing more, and you were curious about how bad this could be.
"Azul? Jade? Floyd?" you called out once again, growing a bit restless when you received no response and only tense silence. Your eyes wandered around the empty establishment, not a sight you were used to since you only saw it during its opening times when it was bustling full.
Furrowing your eyebrows, you pulled out your phone and looked at the messages Floyd had sent you. The bright light burnt your eyes as you carelessly ventured forward — which caused you to not notice the two eels flopping around on the floor until you almost stepped on their tails.
"Eels?!" you shrieked as you almost threw your phone away in shock. Clasping your heart in utter panic, you squatted down to inspect the two sea-creatures further; they looked identical — you couldn't really make out any specialities, either. Their scales were blue, with a little greyish tint to them. Their valiant flopping slowly died down, and they looked like they wanted nothing more than water. Your eyes turned to the giant fish tank to your left — the main attraction of the establishment. "Hm... the tank over there should be fine, right?"
You decided that it would have to do for the duration. Inching closer to them, you tried to think up methods of transporting them. They surely were slippery, and who knew if they would even cooperate with you.
You were tired, and so it was embarrassingly late that a life-changing thought struck you. "Wait— two eels that look identical... does this mean you two are Floyd and Jade?" You glared at the eels still moving like ropes that had come to life, their tails curling and unfurling in an enchanting way. "No, this must be a coincidence..." Shaking your head, you decided to focus on getting them into the water first.
A little bit nervous, you hesitantly grabbed them by their necks — your grip gentle but firm. They weren't exactly thick, but they definitely were long. "Oh— you're so slippery!" You almost dropped them again due to how smooth and even their scales were; there wasn't much to grab onto. Luckily for you, the eels eagerly wrapped their long tails around your arm — going as high as your shoulders.
You laughed as they seemingly got used to your presence, sometimes even teasingly flicking their tail against your neck to tickle you. Laughing, you held them away from you as much as you could.
"Ah, yes that makes my life easier..." you mumbled as you rose to your feet and slowly advanced towards the giant tank. Luckily for you, the top lid was already removed, and a ladder was propped up by the side. The eels seemed strangely obedient and calm as you moved — unfitting for wild and normal animals. "Aren't you two some good boys? Yes, you are~"
Your cooes seemed to coax them into relaxing further, but their grip on your arms never lessened a bit. As careful as you could be, you climbed up the ladder to the tank.
Finally, upon arriving at the edge of the aquarium, you lowered your arms into the water and let go of their necks. "Hm, now go take a swim! Let go of my arms," you drawled as you waved your limbs around a little bit, but they wouldn't let go and swim away — instead, they wrapped themselves around your arms even further and propelled themselves forward in an attempt to drag you into the tank, too. Your eyes widened in horror as you did your best to resist. "Wait— wait! Oh hell no, I'm not taking a swim with you! Get off of me!"
You put all of your weight into your legs and lower body, trying to pull your arms out of their strangely strong hold. It was a desperate battle of tug-of-war — one that you eventually won with just enough strength. The eels let go of your arms not before sending you a little glare. The sudden force of them letting you go caused you to shoot back, and you almost fell from the ladder. Luckily for you, you managed to grab onto the thick glass of the tank before you could fall.
Blowing a strand of hair out of your face, you exhaled to let your heart calm down from its heavy beating. "I take that back... you're not good boys... slippery eels..." you hissed as you watched them swim around in the tank, never straying too far away from you and always staring at you in an eerie way. Just as you were about to scold them further, the noise of something falling to the floor filled your ears.
"Ah! Was that a lamp crashing? I think it came from Azul's office." Your head shot in the direction of where the crashing noise had come from. Eyebrows furrowing in worry, you suddenly forgot all about the eels that needed a good dose of scolding. Instead, you sighed and climbed down the ladder as quickly as you could. Once your feet hit the ground, you hurried over to the VIP lounge of the establishment.
"Azul? Azul!" you called out as you pushed the door open to find the lights still turned on. Your eyes immediately darted over to the desk where the merman usually sat, doing paper work — of shady or less shady nature. Instead of finding a young man sitting at the desk, your eyes instead laid on a purple octopus. "Are you— wait, an octopus—?"
You froze in your steps, your eyes always remaining glued on his black button eyes that perked up at the sound of the door being slammed open. His tentacles were busy with whatever he could grab onto — one tentacle held a pen, another raised a book into the air, but the majority of his tentacles were used as support to keep himself on the chair.
You furrowed your eyebrows and bit your lip as you slowly approached the octopus that watched you as attentively as you watched him. He seemed shy, trying to retreat with every step you neared. "So those two eels were Jade and Floyd after all..." you murmured, the solution to this riddle as clear as day to you. "Floyd really messed up the potion this bad?"
You were snapped out of your train of thought when you realised the octopus was climbing down from the chair and beginning to cower under his desk. His movements were slow yet sturdy, and you did his best to follow him — going as far as getting on your knees to crawl under the desk, too.
"Ah, you don't need to be afraid of me, Azul~" you cooed as you carefully reached out towards the octopus, hoping he'd come to trust you quickly. Whenever you were about to touch one of his tentacles, he moved them away with reflexes as quick as lightning. A sigh escaped your lips. "It's just good ole me, Azul."
You took a deep breath before once again extending a hand and letting your fingertips gently drag against the slimy surface of his one tentacle. Azul immediately jumped when your electrifying touch ran through his body. It took a lot of coaxing — from soft petting to whispering sweet nothings — until he crawled out from under his desk.
You giggled as his tentacles wrapped around your wrist, the suction cups gluing themselves to their skin. Every time you removed a tentacle from your arm, another one would latch onto your skin. His black eyes never left yours, and he continued to stare at you in a happy way. "Yes, aren't you a good boy?" you drawled as you extended both your arms to carefully pick him up. "Much nicer than Floyd and Jade earlier..."
The octopus was as big as your torso but much lighter than you had anticipated. He pressed himself against your body, letting his tentacles wrap around your limbs and neck. He was much easier to carry that way, and you didn't have to worry about not getting a good-enough grip on him and accidentally dropping him.
"Aren't you adorable?" you asked in a baby-voice as you removed a hand from around his main body to stroke his round and shiny head. The octopus squirmed in delight as his tentacles became a little bit more lively. Their grip on you became stronger the closer you hugged him, but not strong enough to overwhelm you. "Hehe, your tentacles are tickling me!"
Pushing him to your chest, you set forward to make your way back to the big tank in the middle of the restaurant. "Let's get you to the aquarium, too, dear," you muttered under your breath as you looked down at Azul, chuckles escaping your lips. He sure was a clingy octopus once you showed him enough affection.
Climbing the ladder with Azul in your arms proved to be an even harder task than with Jade and Floyd earlier. Azul's large main body occupied most of your vision, and his tentacles sometimes went places they shouldn't go. You merely swatted his tentacles away whenever they mischievously slipper under your thin shirt — and you always told yourself that Azul wasn't doing it intentionally — but his tentacles seemed to have a life of their own and wouldn't accept defeat so easily.
Finally, you arrived at the top of the tank once again, your curious eyes searching for the two eels you had dropped inside earlier. They quickly swam to the surface, their eyes glued to the octopus in your arms.
You smiled down at Azul as you carefully lowered him into the water, removing your arms from around him as you did so. "Okay! Now, go play with Floyd and Jade," you chimed as you removed his tentacles from around your arms, torso, and neck — yet, you struggled greatly. His suction cups suddenly were really glued to your skin, and you couldn't just pop them off anymore. Nervously smiling down at the suddenly dangerous-appearing octopus, you bit your lip. "You'll be so nice and let go of me, right?"
The octopus wrapped the majority of his tentacles around your arms, a few of them curling around your waist and torso. His hold was strong, and when he tugged you into the water with him, your strength was no match for him. "H-Hey, Azul— you're stronger than you were earlier—" you cried out with fear sparkling in your eyes. Despite your protests, Azul continued pulling and tugging. The water came closer ever so slightly, and you were about to be pulled over the glass edge of the tank. "This isn't fun anymore. Please let go before—"
Your face collided with the surface of the water before you could finish your sentence. The rest of your body was quickly submerged in the water of the tank, too. Azul and the twins, now being in their natural habitat, had a major advantage over you. Azul's tentacles moved majestically as he removed them from your arms and instead wrapped them around your torso and waist. The eels swam around you two in utter excitement, and they tried to get closer — but Azul's free tentacles always pushed them away before they could get too close.
Your lungs were burning from not receiving enough oxygen, and your vision began to blur even more when the lack of air slowly became prevalent. Once your wide eyes fluttered close, Azul felt merciful enough to drag you to the surface.
You desperately yapped for air as your head shot out from the clear blue water surrounding you. Azul slightly loosened his hold around you, but his tentacles became something more akin to a cage and prison around you. Your hair stuck to your face like algae, and Azul's tentacles reached out to gently push them away from your face.
"I hate you! All three of you!" you screeched at the top of your lungs, glaring at the octopus that held you prisoner and the two eels that played guards. Taking a deep breath of sweet air, you turned your glare to the octopus that was innocently playing with your strands of sticky hair. "Azul — out of all three of you — I thought I could trust you... You were so sweet and adorable!"
Your cries caused Azul to wince, and he withdrew his tentacles to allow you to swim on your own. Yet, your heart sank as his tentacles curled around himself in an attempt to hide himself from you. The eels were lurking around your legs, waiting for the moment they could strike and hold you as a prisoner of their own, demanding attention and petting, too.
You swam towards Azul, a little smile on your face. "Aw, yes... I can't be angry at you, my favourite octopus..." you cooed as you gently removed a tentacle to reveal a shiny black eye looking up at you shyly. The tentacle in your hand easily slipped out of your grasp and instead wrapped itself around your wrist. You sighed as Floyd and Jade appeared next to Azul, flanking his sides. "Even if you three almost drowned me just now."
Azul had a hard time resisting from just ensnaring you in his arms again, especially with how your smile seemed so forgiving. Before he could imprison you again, Floyd and Jade had already wrapped themselves around your torso as if they were dancing a little dance.
Laughter spilt from your lips as you felt the fins on the back of their bodies graze your skin. "Ah— Floyd and Jade," you cried out once they finally stopped moving. "Your fins really tickle me—" Not sure where their body began and where it ended, you simply patted random parts of their tails.
A jealous Azul, demanding attention, too, poked your cheek with the tip of his tentacle.
"Wait, Azul—" Your laughter grew louder as you let your fingers curl around the tentacle that just had prodded your cheek. He playfully removed his tentacle from your grasp, wanting you to catch it again. Amused, you decided to play his little game with him.
Two eels wrapped around your torso and an octopus playing with your hand — that's not what you thought would happen when you had received Floyd's message earlier. As fun as it was, the water in the tank was a little bit too cold for you to be comfortable in. Although it pained you to end this little play-date, you stopped responding to Azul's tentacles and attempted to unwrap Floyd and Jade from your torso.
Signing when the eels wouldn't budge even a centimetre, you muttered, "I should get out of here before I catch a cold—" Instead of letting go of you, they tightened their hold on you — so much that you found it hard to breathe. "Floyd, Jade... please, let me go." They wouldn't let go — that much was clear. So, despite your circumstances, you tried your best to swim to the edge of the tank.
Azul would have none of that and let his tentacles wrap around your ankles. He tugged you back whenever you were just in the reach of grabbing onto the glass edge — oh, he was a sadistic little octopus.
Finally giving up, you turned around to glare at them playfully. "You sea-creatures are quite persistent, aren't you?"
You shook your head in amusement when finally, after you admitted defeat, Floyd and Jade unwrapped themselves from around your torso and began circling you like sharks. Azul, like the gentleman he was, extended a tentacle for you to hold onto. You grasped it and shot him a grateful wink.
"But oh well, how about you show me all the pretty corals and colourful fish while I'm in here already?"
The three grew excited at your words, and their movements became more erratic. You laughed as you watched them with fondness in your eyes.
"Just please, don't accidentally drown me again."
Duncan meets Courtney in the third week of freshman year.
He managed to skip the first two weeks until his dad caught him, and after one of the worst lectures he's ever been given, Duncan drags himself to school on the third Monday. He shows up ten minutes late to his English class, and all the seats in the back are already taken. It's a punishment he should've seen coming, and the teacher, Ms. O'Halloran, tells him with a wink that he can sit in the front, where she can keep an eye on him.
There's a girl sitting there already, fine brown hair falling an inch or two below her chin. Her notebook is open on the desk, her handwriting so neat it looks like it was typed, and her hands are politely clasped in front of her.
At that moment, Duncan decides he's not going to survive this class.
He trudges over to the empty seat beside her- her possessions take up exactly fifty percent of the desk, it seems- and slings his backpack underneath the table. He has maybe half a notebook and two pencils in there from last year. The girl doesn't make eye contact with him, jotting down notes as Ms. O'Halloran explains what they'll be studying for the next hour.
Duncan pays not an iota of attention, instead stealing glances at the girl beside him. She's too engrossed in what their teacher's saying to notice. Her eyes are brown, focused. He sees smatterings of freckles across the bridge of her nose and her cheekbones. There's a beauty mark or two below her jawline, nearly hidden by her hair. So she's organised, and pretty. He seriously doubts they'll ever speak.
When he looks down at her textbooks, stacked in a well proportioned manner on the corner of the desk, he sees a label. Courtney Reyes. He swears he's heard the name Reyes before.
He spends the rest of class giving himself temporary tattoos with a ballpoint pen he found in the lining of his bag. When the bell rings, he grabs his things and heads for the door. It's lunch period, and with everyone rushing out the door he manages to bump into the girl. She drops her books, and before Duncan can apologise she's scowling at him from beneath her perfectly combed bangs.
"God, do you mind?"
He blinks. It's not what he was expecting at all, and it's not like he did it on purpose, but she's pissed and looks like she's expecting a response. An apology, probably.
"I'm so sorry your highness," he says dramatically, "is the damsel's escort off duty today? Not used to carrying her own books?"
Too bad.
The shock on her face is gone nearly as fast as it came, and the next thing Duncan knows she's muttering "neanderthal" and walking briskly out the door. She throws a dirty look at Duncan over her shoulder as she leaves, and something about the disdainful look in her eye does funny things to his heart.
He decides that maybe English isn't an entirely useless subject, and it wouldn't kill him to be on time every once in a while.
She’s everything. He’s just Roy
klance ft a poorly drawn motorcycle
in loving memory of Hugh Dancy
he’s not dead i just like remembering him
your honour, i love him.
While replaying OM! I realised that a major component of MC & Mammon's relationship is:
"This was your idea but I'm way too into it"
MC wants to go up into the attic?
Mammon's setting up the perfect plan to borrow the vinyl from Levi and distract Lucifer, he's binge watching TSL with MC despite complaining about it and quizzing them on it later without them even having to ask
The brothers' are giving Mammon hell while he's trying to teach them the choreography for the TSL play?
Despite all the work they're already doing for the play MC is following him around and playing the "good cop" while he's trying to teach the others and when they still don't listen MC's snapping and yelling at them all to, shut up and listen to Mammon
MC wants Lucifer to have fun?
Mammon's calling him over and setting them up on what is more or less a date
Mammon wants to hunt for fairies?
MC's following right along. Gambling against Lucifer so that he'd agree to Mammon going, with the penalty for losing being them having to help Mammon clean the bathroom
MC wants to become a sorcerer?
Mammon's hyping them up and encouraging them and telling them he believes in them. Even his last words to them as they part ways, without even knowing when they'll see each other again, is to encourage them to become a powerful sorcerer
Mammon wants to start a fashion label?
MC's excited and hyping up his eye for fashion, going with him to meet Diavolo to talk about it, staying over with him at Diavolo's castle to create samples, staying up with him till it's late to create the logo and then staying up even later to help him design the clothes and then gushing about how brilliant the clothes and the whole idea is
Just they're both so supportive of each other and it kills me
Their entire relationship can be summed up as:
Person A: Hey, I need a favour
Person B: *pulling out a shovel* Sure.
While replaying OM! I realised that a major component of MC & Mammon's relationship is:
"This was your idea but I'm way too into it"
MC wants to go up into the attic?
Mammon's setting up the perfect plan to borrow the vinyl from Levi and distract Lucifer, he's binge watching TSL with MC despite complaining about it and quizzing them on it later without them even having to ask
The brothers' are giving Mammon hell while he's trying to teach them the choreography for the TSL play?
Despite all the work they're already doing for the play MC is following him around and playing the "good cop" while he's trying to teach the others and when they still don't listen MC's snapping and yelling at them all to, shut up and listen to Mammon
MC wants Lucifer to have fun?
Mammon's calling him over and setting them up on what is more or less a date
Mammon wants to hunt for fairies?
MC's following right along. Gambling against Lucifer so that he'd agree to Mammon going, with the penalty for losing being them having to help Mammon clean the bathroom
MC wants to become a sorcerer?
Mammon's hyping them up and encouraging them and telling them he believes in them. Even his last words to them as they part ways, without even knowing when they'll see each other again, is to encourage them to become a powerful sorcerer
Mammon wants to start a fashion label?
MC's excited and hyping up his eye for fashion, going with him to meet Diavolo to talk about it, staying over with him at Diavolo's castle to create samples, staying up with him till it's late to create the logo and then staying up even later to help him design the clothes and then gushing about how brilliant the clothes and the whole idea is
Just they're both so supportive of each other and it kills me
Their entire relationship can be summed up as:
Person A: Hey, I need a favour
Person B: *pulling out a shovel* Sure.
While replaying OM! I realised that a major component of MC & Mammon's relationship is:
"This was your idea but I'm way too into it"
MC wants to go up into the attic?
Mammon's setting up the perfect plan to borrow the vinyl from Levi and distract Lucifer, he's binge watching TSL with MC despite complaining about it and quizzing them on it later without them even having to ask
The brothers' are giving Mammon hell while he's trying to teach them the choreography for the TSL play?
Despite all the work they're already doing for the play MC is following him around and playing the "good cop" while he's trying to teach the others and when they still don't listen MC's snapping and yelling at them all to, shut up and listen to Mammon
MC wants Lucifer to have fun?
Mammon's calling him over and setting them up on what is more or less a date
Mammon wants to hunt for fairies?
MC's following right along. Gambling against Lucifer so that he'd agree to Mammon going, with the penalty for losing being them having to help Mammon clean the bathroom
MC wants to become a sorcerer?
Mammon's hyping them up and encouraging them and telling them he believes in them. Even his last words to them as they part ways, without even knowing when they'll see each other again, is to encourage them to become a powerful sorcerer
Mammon wants to start a fashion label?
MC's excited and hyping up his eye for fashion, going with him to meet Diavolo to talk about it, staying over with him at Diavolo's castle to create samples, staying up with him till it's late to create the logo and then staying up even later to help him design the clothes and then gushing about how brilliant the clothes and the whole idea is
Just they're both so supportive of each other and it kills me
Their entire relationship can be summed up as:
Person A: Hey, I need a favour
Person B: *pulling out a shovel* Sure.
Just finished reading Loveless by @chronicintrovert and i HAD to draw Sunil
Starting a new 3 scene comic, all about Tech and Phee. I haven't drawn either of them in a long time and I need the practice. Enjoy the wholesome.