the voice of the devil
headcanon that Satan would fr be the perfect hype guy for an exam you suck at. Even tho he would kind of be done w ur shit he will still support you through and through❗️❗️💥💥
Dimentio getting run over (Crack)
Okay but for a real one, fluff fic with him and his sister (if you hc it) getting up to no good mischievous acts even /silly
Thank you so much for the ask!! I don't really hc his sister, but if it's okay I'll just write with Mimi instead. They're kind of like a brother and sister, right?
Dimentio has been staying at Castle Bleck for about a month now, and it isn't nearly as exciting as he had hoped. He was currently invisible, sneaking away to do one of the only fun things in the castle : piss people off. He snuck down the corridor to Mimi's room, and cracked open the door.
"Hey! Dimentio! I told you not to come in my room!" Mimi shouted. This was an unforseen complication, for he didn't know she was still in her room. But there she was, laying on her bed, flipping through various magazines.
"Perhaps... we can work together, like a pair of drumsticks belonging to the most the most famous percussionist!" Dimentio offered, not quite in the mood to be impaled by gemstones.
"You mean like a truce or something?"Mimi asked skeptically.
"Indeed! Imagine how much fun we could have! Think of how much damage we can cause!" Dimentio said, rather excited.
"Oooh, could we prank Nassy?" Mimi asked.
"We will bother her like a pair of hornets!" Dimentio replied.
And so they were off. Mimi had the idea of putting a red sock in the wash with all of Nastasia's white shirts, effectively dying them all pink. Dimentio, meanwhile, replaced all her shampoo with toothpaste. They put ketchup in her shoes, and hotsauce in her leftovers. After they had done all the damage they could, they had to search for a new target.
"How about O'chunks? We definitely can't prank the count," Mimi suggested.
"Splendid idea!" Dimentio exclaimed. This was the most fun he had had in a while. Since... he shook his head to clear it. That was a long time ago. There's no going back now.
"Come on, Dimmy! Let's go!" Mimi urged. So off they were once again, replacing the pre-workout with flour and the chalk with itching powder. They put glue on all the weights and benches. Just as Dimentio was putting vinegar in O'chunks' favorite water bottle, Mimi asked him a question.
"Hey, Dimmy? What were you thinking about earlier? You seemed sad," she worried. Dimentio was saved from replying, because right when he opened his mouth to respond, Nastasia started doing laundry.
"MIMI! DIMENTIO! GET DIWN HERE!" Nastasia shouted. Turns out running from an angry secretary is quite the bonding experience. Maybe they really can be friends...
Thank you so much for the ask! I hope you guys can send more, if you're able to!
A Tutorial.
since I know everyone loved my soup take (they did not) here is another one of my stupidly picky eater takes:
FUCK WHOEVER PUT NUTS AND SHIT IN SOFT PILLOWY BAKED GOODS IF I WANTED CRUNCH ID EAT A CRACKER
DAZAI HEADCANNONS
1. Prosthetic eye, mostly wears one that has a smiley face on it
2. Constant headaches: I feel like he would also have migraines on a regular basis, stemming from a car accident
3. Double jointed: it just see it, no real reason
4. He is a archeology nerd, ask him about anything revolving it and he will go on for hours
5. He cuts his own hair, mostly because he knows the way he likes it and thinks if he let's anyone else touch it, it'll be messed up forever
6. He loves headpats, favorite sign of affection
7. He has chronic pain in his legs but refuses to admit it
8. He can't cook, but CAN bake, suprisingly well
9. He adores little kids. Who doesn't though
10. He constantly fears everyone will either
A: forget about him or
B. That everyone will hate him
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since the old version of this post was flagged for ‘adult content’…
If I had a nickle for everytime I forgot what I what I was going to say as I said it I'd have