Astrial - Just A Lennabel Shipper

Dared (Brothers + Side Characters minus Luke)

(slight Lesson 45 spoilers)

Content: crack, slightly suggestive

Context: After you get your sorcerer's license while studying as Solomon's apprentice, you are now an accomplished sorcerer and pact master, and as such, you need to decipher some tomes for Solomon. You decided to take a break and went downstairs to make a trip to the kitchen and back, easy. However, the RAD student council president and vice president had other ideas.

AN: Based off of this animatic by @omnibread1 (aklsjlkasdj i loved it so much i had to write this 😭) this is also my first post after months of lurking around on obey me tumblr

Scenario: You were in your room, meticulously pouring over the several grimoires Solomon had lent you. Gingerly flipping an ancient-looking page about herbs, you hissed as the dry paper rubbed against your sore fingertips, the faded remnants of a curse still present on the book. It had been nearly four hours and you had only managed to decipher two chapters of text. You were glad Solomon had enchanted your reading glasses to translate the runes on the old sheets, otherwise you'd have taken DAYS. Your voice was constricted from not having spoken a word ever since you boarded yourself up in your room for the afternoon.

It was now six in the evening and you were at your wit's end. The House of Lamentation had been quiet for the most part; but now it was alive with the sounds of the brothers' various activities and bickering. Diavolo, Barbatos and the Purgatory Hall members had also come over for unofficial business, and their chorus of voices joined the clamour. "Dear God help me, your problem children are being problematic again-" You rubbed circles into your temples, sighing. Maybe you should be taking a break. After all, one can only translate runes for so many hours before going insane. You stood up, chucking your pencil at the bed as the chair legs screeched against the floor. You pushed past the door, walking down the stairs. Diavolo, Lucifer, Simeon and Barbatos were gathered around a table, discussing student council duties pertaining to the exchange program over glasses of Demonus, while Solomon, Asmo and Satan sat in armchairs, chatting away about things they had seen over the week. Mammon and Levi were playing Devil Kart, cursing each other every time one of them would fall behind. Belphie was surprisingly not asleep, but leaning against Beel with an amused expression on his face as he watched Mammon and Levi hurl creative insult after insult at each other. Beel was on his third cheeseburger, chatting with Luke, who was ranting about the latest baking fads.

You ignored the noise, passing through the living room to get to the kitchen and grab a glass of water. Your eyelids were heavy from staring at runes for so long, and you blinked several times as the light from the kitchen temporarily blinded you. You sighed again, hoping to finish up annotating the grimoires before dinner, snorting when you realized how much you sounded like Lucifer.

Speaking of the devil, as you headed back through the living room for the staircase, Lucifer had gotten up and was staggering towards you. Diavolo and Simeon cheered Lucifer on; apparently they had dared him to do...something. Weren't they supposed to be discussing business stuff a couple minutes ago? Even Barbatos seemed to have a sly grin as he watched Lucifer clumsily maneuver across the room to where you were standing. Were they all...drunk? Belphie and Satan had their phones out, recording potential Anti-Lucifer Club blackmail material.

Lucifer pushed you back against the wall, leaning forward to make a move. The force of your shoulders hitting the wall made your neck joint pop, releasing built-up tension and making the demon pause. A drunk Lucifer was a troublesome one to deal with, albeit endearing. You took advantage of his momentary confusion and grasped his hair, before promptly jerking his head backwards and putting distance between the two of you. A breathy moan escaped his mouth from the force of being tugged.

The entire room was dead silent, everyone staring in shock. You peered over the enchanted glasses to look into his crimson eyes. They were wide with surprise. An artful smile crept its way up your face.

"That's a little too close for comfort, don't you think, Mr. Morningstar?" You had meant for the words to come across as playful, but your unused voice sounded more tired and teasing than intended. The atmosphere immediately thickened, tendrils of excitement tension swirling around the room. The firstborn was rooted to the spot, unable to react. Your gaze softened, and you pulled Lucifer closer, fondly carding your fingers through the Avatar of Pride's raven locks. "I still have some work to do. I'll be with you all in a bit!" You said cheerfully, before pecking his forehead and turning on your heel to climb up the stairs, leaving the living room in stunned silence.

At least you'd finally get some peace and quiet for a while.

🍷 LUCIFART 🍷

What

He deadass froze the moment you yanked his head back in front of everybody

Somewhere in the back of his mind he made a mental note to punish you for creating such a spectacle

But the moment you peered over those gold-rimmed glasses of yours

ERROR: Lucifer.exe has crashed

SIMP ALERT SIMP ALERT

How dare you

You just...reprimanded him? WHY did you look at him like that

WhEn did you get so assertive MC

Knees weak, arms heavy

He's supposed to be the sadist but he wouldn't mind pushing his ego aside if it meant you'd do this more often

Sorry Lucifer everyone's trying to blackmail you but this is kind of your problem now

Every time something pulls at his hair > Whether it's his coat when he takes it off > Or just his own horns getting caught in the thick locks > His face goes red from the memory it evokes > He cannot face anyone

The way you stared into his eyes and then. Smooched his blessed forehead. It stirred up something from the depths of the abyss that demons call Lucifer's heart.

Scared and aroused

Marriage. Now.

💸 MAMMOAN 💸

Was about to throw in the towel after losing to Levi in Devil Kart for nearly the third time in a row when he noticed how quiet the room had gotten

Turns around and sees Lucifer attempting to pin you to the wall

Opens mouth to protest when...

Okay now his mouth is just open from shock

WTF MC WHAT aRE YA DOING

Did he just see what he thought he saw-

Dies

SIMP ALERT SIMP ALERT PT. 2

Inner masochist is quaking and shaking

Please do that to him too 👉👈

Will absolutely buy you several pairs of glasses in the hopes of seeing you make that wildly hot gesture again

Would definitely try to bring the incident up at gatherings and parties if it weren't for the withering glare Lucifer would shoot him from across the room

Anyways please do that to him 👉👈

🎮 LEVI-cHaN 🎮

Nearly drops his fukin controller when he spots Lucifer trying to practically kabedon you

Hisses

UHHHH

We already know this man is into degradation and glasses

You are enabling his fantasies by doing this

Face goes red

When you do the glasses thing he can't even relate it to an anime he watched because he's too busy having a nosebleed

Just like Mammon, secretly wants you to do that to him too 👉👈

How he wishes he could've recorded your voice in that one moment

Is probably going to tweet about it from one of his alt accounts for DAYS

When he finally recovers from the sight

ROFLMFAOOOOOOOOO

Bribes Satan for the video clip of you handing Lucifer's ass to him

Will not post it anywhere, but rewatch it for hours on end

The sight of your inner meanie has him shivering

Do NOT ask him what he is watching on his D.D.D. he will be mortified

📖 STANLEY 📖

What - pt. 2

He wanted to go super saiyan the moment Lucifer touched you

But at the same time

He tried his hardest to not laugh

HIS LUNGS ARE GOING TO BURST

Is practically biting his sleeve, trying to muffle the demonic screeching

Clutched his rapidly tightening chest with his left arm that is conveniently not obstructed by a jacket sleeve

REFUSED to delete the video because: > One, Lucifer is acting like a total clutz > Two, YOU ARE GOING TO GIVE HIM A HEART ATTACK WITH THAT FACE

It's really easy to tell whenever he's looking at the video because his face goes red four seconds in

It's around the moment you look at his brother with your glasses doing "the thing"

Like a librarian

But hotter

He will fantasize about you as a hot librarian

Buys books with really small text on purpose so that whenever the two of you read together you have to use your glasses and honestly that's a win for him

💄 ASMHOEDEUS 💄

OHOHOHOHOHO

Is too riled up right now to notice that everyone else is also riled up

DAMN BAE YOU'RE GONNA AWAKEN THE HORNI MONSTER

MC, hon. DO THAT AGAIN.

Very jealous, wishing it was him instead of Lucifer

Squealing > Loudly

Hair pulling? YES???

And that dominant voice? DOUBLE YES???

How are you so attractive on accident

Will blackmail Satan for the video

Didn't care much for glasses until you just. MURDERED THE LOOK.

As Avatar of Lust you'd think he would be used to seeing such things

But when it comes to you suddenly it's the biggest breaking news

WHY DID YOU HIDE THIS SIDE OF YOU FROM HIM >:)

🍔 BEELZEBURGER 🍔

Chokes

WEREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE SWEET AND INNOCENT?

WHAT IS THIS

Shot straight up, causing Belphie to fall over and accidentally post the video on Devilgram, exposing it to the entirety of the Devildom (MC if you have a billion more simps you know whose fault it is)

Mans so red his face is nearly steaming

Cannot comprehend why what you did is making him feel other things

Isn't hungry for food anymore

Just like Mammon, will take the initiative to get you to wear glasses more often

The sight of you looking so authoritative...satiates his appetite, to say in the least

Will never be able to look at you ever again without getting hot and bothered

Sometimes chuckles to himself when he remembers Lucifer's face

He hadn't seen his older brother so flustered since...

Wait

This was the first time...

BELPHIE HE'S GOING TO NEED THAT VIDEO

💤 BELPHEEHEE 💤

AWAKE

Lucifer, wh-

MC WHAT

He was sleepily taking a video because who would miss a chance to humiliate Lucifer

Not you, that's who

Why did you have to look so sexy though

Scared and aroused pt. 2

The look in your eyes will keep him wide awake for the next few days

Secretly thanks Diavolo for daring Lucifer to do...whatever he was supposed to do

Will you touch his hair like that

Please 👉👈

Oops...now it's all on Devilgram

Maybe people won't see it

But he's a celebrity literally everyone's going to see it

Meh as long as it makes his brother angry

Beel why do you want this video > "I mean it's understandable but don't you think we should get to keep MC's face to ourselves" > "Belphie you literally let eight million demons see MC's face" > "Okay...and your point is?"

"Mine >:3"

Will watch you while pretending to sleep in hopes of seeing the holy reenactment again

👑 DIAVOLORINO 👑

Haha go Lucifer you totally got this

Bet you can't show MC how smooth you are in front of everybody

Wait...

MC DID WHAT

He is FLOORED

HIS exchange student

PULLING HIS RIGHT-HAND MAN'S HAIR

LUCIFER MOVE I WANT MC TO TOUCH ME LIKE THAT "my lord...no"

shush barbatos do you not know an opportunity when you see one

You are so kind and calm most of the time

So THIS??? His imagiNATION is going CRAZY

MC u r coming with me rn

I can offer you riches, a palace, my love, affection, and these tiddies

haha no u don't have a choice

You make him forget that he's royalty sometimes

Visits to the Castle increase by 200%

🍵 BARBZ 🍵

SHOOK

M'lord

Are you sure giving Lucifer THAT specific dare is a good idea

Oh wait

It is indeed a good idea

How was this like the only thing he missed when looking into the timeline

Never mind that MC would you like to come over for tea? :)

No, he doesn't have ulterior motives. :)

Of course not, that would be very un-gentlemanly of him. :)

This man will forever remember the way you pulled the firstborn's hair so roughly

Part of the "Please Do That To Me Too" squad 👉👈

Of course, will not tell you this deletes timelines where you accidentally find out

Glass of Demonus is trembling in his hand as he struggles to maintain composure, calm smile wavering

If you touch his hair any time after the incident, his heart will flatline

Hello? Earth Hell to Barbatooos??

Huh he must be doing that freaky time travel stuff again

Repeatedly re-visits that specific moment in the timeline

Yes Lord Diavolo he does know an opportunity when he sees one

🖋️ SIMEONROLL 🖋️

DIO SANTO-

LUKE CLOSE YOUR EYES

Luci you lucky bas-

Sorry, that language is not befitting of an angel

MC he thought you were pure

He can sense the sheer amount of unholiness in the room *Inches away from Asmodeus' suffocating aura*

Dear Holy God he does not think he can base any TSL chapters off of this moment, despite how spicy

Come on, Christopher Peugot do it, Levi will absolutely go nuts

Oh dear it doesn't look like his friend will be recovering from this anytime soon

Totally doesn't resort to using the incident as blackmail to force Lucifer to hangout with him otherwise he will tell Michael

Considered taking a picture, before deciding he could get Satan or Belphegor to send him the video (that video has gone viral in the Celestial Realm too now; huh, wonder who was behind it)

Silently commends Lord Diavolo for putting Lucifer up to this

🌟 SOLOMON-STER 🌟

Damn MC

#betrayed #brocken

Hair pulling was his thing...y'know?

He'll forgive you though, only because you're his dear apprentice <3

But also because he is rapidly losing blood through his nose like Levi

Don't worry he'll survive he's immortal and has been through worse

"I've been alive for so long...is this the sight that will bring me to my end? I don't mind tho haha"

Jesus KNOWS he would divorce all of his 700 wives and 300 concubines if it meant he could marry you like rn

An unholy matrimony indeed :D

Will get possessive of you once he reads the room

MY apprentice >:)

He's literally a second Mammon

Secretly gets a kick out of knowing he's indirectly the reason MC looked so adorably tired and sexc

Will absolutely make you decipher more tomes with him if it means you'll wear those glasses more often

Maybe he can use this to blackmail Lucifer into making a pact with him

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﹙Jujutsu Kaisen x Lookism﹚

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ft. Fem! Reincarnated! Gojo x Various Lookism

— Gojo was reincarnated to Lookism and became a teacher there. | Lookism-typical violence, stalking, death, spoilers, crack.

HEARTBREAKING: Poor girl has to get out of the soft warm bed even though she is so so so so comfy

Rb if I can spam y'all with boops

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I could change your life

You could be my wife

Okay another stupid Waking up in PJO thought because I want validation and my TikTok’s aren’t doing well

You wanna know when Percy realized he had feelings for you?

Percy’s never really been the type of person to have friends. He thinks he might have, if he was a bit smarter and he knew the right things to say. He’s friendly enough with the other boys, but it’s not friendship, not really.

Then he meets Grover, and the world feels a little brighter. Like the bleak gray fog he’s been trudging through has finally begun to lift, and it’s still dark and wet and gray, but there’s some sunshine now too.

Then he gets attacked by hit math teacher, and he feels like the few people he could trust are gone from him. But at least he has his mom.

A boy with hooves for feet. I Minotaur. A camera ripped to shreds. A boy with no mother. An orphan.

He’s pretty sure he’s dead. He’s never been the type to win in anything, and when he finally makes it out of the darkness, he sees someone so beautiful he forgets how to breathe. You’re feeding him something, it tastes like chocolate chips. And you promise that his mom is okay, she’s just somewhere else right now, and that you’ll help him find her.

That he’s not alone.

And when he wakes up from the dream, everyone seems to want something from him. Answers or talent or friendship or a quest.

Even his father, who could never bother to send a lousy child support check, wants him to clear his name.

Everyone wants something from him.

Except for you.

You don’t want anything from him when you sit across from him at his empty table. “You know you could have told me you were old seaweeds kid.” and then you go on some long tirade about how the gods want you to risk your life but they won’t even indulge you in a little cola.

You’ve got tons of friends, the fact that even Clarisse softens around you is sign enough that you’re well liked. You don’t need his friendship. And from the sounds of it you’ve been on plenty of quests, earning your glory, the pride and joy of your father. Your father, Hades, a great legacy in his own right.

You don’t need him for anything.

So the fact that you’re here right now, trying to make him feel better, is just because you saw someone who felt alone and extended your hand in kindness.

And Percy knows right then and there that even if all the stories about Hades are true, that he’s the greatest villain of this era, and you’re his favorite pawn, that he’ll tie his ship to your dock.

“If you’re going to die might as well go down having Faygo right?”

You scoff. “Faygo? You’ve got awful taste Percy Jackson.”

And that is the beginning of the end.

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Memory Lane Part 2: Faded Scars

Characters focused on: King of Beasts!Leona Kingscholar & GN!Reader

Word count: 2.2k

Summary: You're an innocent isekai victim... until you accidentally step on a cranky lion's tail.

Or: You wander into another world and meet reincarnations of cartoon villains (who were REAL and also your friends in a past life). Leona-centric chapter.

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The Queen of Hearts, the King of Beasts, the Sea Witch, the Tactician of the Sands, the Fairest Queen, the Ruler of the Underworld, and the Thorn Fairy.

Together, they're known as the Great Seven.

Or at least, that's what Ace had told you... right before him and Grim got collared for burning the Queen of Hearts's statue and you got arrested into having tea time with his boss.

Now, you're told that Riddle was the Queen of Hearts in a past life. According to him, her powers and memories had been passed down the previous rulers of the Queendom of Roses and that he was the current inheritor, thus making him the current ruler of the kingdom (queendom?).

Or at least, that's what you got from his long-winded spiel. He had explained it with a sort of manic, frantic look in his eyes that made you fear he might actually behead you after all, which then died down into a sort of defeated acceptance when you only nodded and smiled at his rambling. The disappointment on his face made that fresh feeling of unexplained belonging twist in your chest, but what in the world were you supposed to say to all that?

Oh that's so cool that you have the memories and powers of a controlling, temperamental tyrant! Based on how you're so uptight and everybody shivers at the sound of your name I'm sure it didn't affect you negatively in any way! Let's totally be friends like we used to be in a past life! Sure, why not! ?

That was another thing you can't quite wrap your head around. He knew you? In a past life? Or at least, the Queen of Hearts did? And you were some sort of "Beast Tamer" that was the only person that the Great Seven listened to?

Oh yeah, as it turns out, Riddle isn't the only one with the memories and powers of an evil fairytale villain. There are others like him, and apparently one of them was here at the Castle of Roses.

"This is a very puzzling situation," Riddle had sighed as you stuffed your face with more desserts in an effort to drown out how much of a stranger you suddenly felt in your own body. The queen sitting across from you had his brow tightly knitted in an intense expression, deep in thought. "I can sense that your essence is theirs, just like all the others, so you should be able to remember. For the past hundreds of years, we've never had a problem like this before. Everyone's always been able to access their past memories just fine..."

He had trailed off and you paused in the middle of taking a bite out of another cupcake (why are these desserts so good?!) at the sudden silence. His gaze was still really far away, as if he was watching an intense drama unfold instead of the untouched strawberry tart in front of him.

He blinks and suddenly he's back to fairytale earth. The crease in his brow disappears as he looks back up at you and you can practically see the light bulb go off above his head.

"Maybe... we can use something to jog your memory."

That's how you're here, standing in the sweet-smelling garden and face-to-face with another thing in this world that wants to kill you.

If you really were a "beast tamer" in a past life, you must've really sucked at it. Or maybe you just didn't inherit the beast-taming abilities like you didn't inherit the memories, which was just your luck.

You don't really believe anything that Riddle had said about you being some sort influential figure like the Seven (except for what he said about your past self having a knack for getting into danger, which you don't doubt a single bit) but right now, as you're staring down a cranky lion man, you really hope he was somewhat right.

"You've got some nerve stepping on my tail and just walking away," the man/lion/furry growls. His mussed dark hair falls over his eyes messily, but you're still able to spot a scar over his left eye. On top of his head are a pair of furry ears, stiffly folded back in irritation. When he talks, you catch a glimpse of inhuman canines in his mouth. "Ain't nothin' worse than bein' in the middle of a nap and havin' some jerk step on your tail."

"As we might have it, the inheritor of the King of Beasts is here at this very castle." you recall Riddle saying, followed by an irritated sigh. "Not that I have any idea where he is... he's always slacking off who-knows-where and has his retainers running around doing chores for him. We must find him. I'll have some of my card soldiers looking as well. He's hard to miss: he's a lion beastman with dark hair and a scar on his eye."

Ears, tail, a head of luscious dark locks, and a scar...

You hadn't put it together before, but in hindsight, you really should've been able to figure it out before you stepped on Scar from the Lion King 's tail. Not that it'd have increased your chances of survival.

"Sorry—! Um, your majesty...?" He was a king, right? But— Wait, Scar wasn't the king in the movie. That was literally the whole plot... you think. You can't really remember. Even if you did, that knowledge would only be useful if the fairytales you knew actually did align with the history of this world. Wait... the Lion King isn't a fairytale! …Or is it?

The lion man is still glaring at you. You pull your mind back into the moment and try to instead think of ways to not get eaten.

...Would it count as cannibalism? Agh, question for another time!

"I wouldn't know anything about having a tail but uh, I'm sure it's not fun to get it stepped on," you stammer with a forced polite smile that you hope looks apologetic, or at least pathetic enough that he'd consider you not worth snacking on. "I'm really, really sorry. I really didn't mean to disturb your nap! But it's actually good that you're awake. The queen's looking for you, soooo..."

"Hey." You flinch at his sharp tone and your back springs up straight. Your blood turns cold with fear as you feel him examine you closely before he speaks again, "Look at me when I'm talkin' to you."

You're not eager to get up-close and personal with his sharp-looking teeth, so you do the smart thing and look up.

His eyes are green (just like the cartoon lion) with slitted pupils, like a cat's. Having never seen such a thing on a human face before, you find yourself transfixed... and then blinded.

The lion man's eyes go wide before he blinks and they suddenly start glowing a bright yellow. You squint your eyes against the light but you don't look away.

The same thing had happened with Riddle earlier when you met him. You hadn't been looking as closely then as you were too busy trying to control your erratic heart rate, but it's hard to miss when someone's eyes change from grey to red.

Just like Riddle's did, the glow in the lion man's eyes fade as suddenly as they had appeared and you're looking at a pair of green eyes again. You think his pupils go round (just like a cat's do!) but you don't have time to be sure as you're suddenly being shoved under an arm and against a hard chest as the lion man throws his head back with a loud laugh.

"Of all the herbivores!" he exclaims boisterously, a stark contrast to his drowsy anger earlier. He practically squeezes the breath out of you and you wheeze weakly.

As you're suffocated to death, your life flashes before your eyes. You see green eyes, dark hair, a scar… Wait, this just happened, didn't it?

There's a lion in front of you. A massive, full-grown lion with a mane of dark hair and a conniving smirk. For whatever reason, you don't run, and that proves to be a mistake when the lion suddenly climbs into your lap and curls up on top of you even as you scream and shove at him. You feel his chest rumble with a laugh when you give up struggling and flop back defeatedly.

You blink and your vision focuses back on a man lion instead of an actual one. The one that was actually holding you down and under an arm instead of a massive furry body. There's a very obvious difference, but you swear the smirk on his face is the exact same, eyes, scar, canines and all.

"Finally decided to show your face, huh?" the lion man chides. You only keep staring at him. You can't move even though you want to. Like with Riddle, your body suddenly feels like it has a mind of its own and your actual mind is telling you things that don't make sense but feel like they should .

The silence between the two of you turn awkward when you continue to let yourself be dragged around like a limp doll. The lion man's expression shifts drastically from a friendly one to one of shock and you almost fall on your butt when he suddenly pushes you away.

"Ugh, I hate it when that happens…" he growls. He's turned away from you, but it's obvious from the sound of his voice that he isn't only exasperated but also embarrassed.

That makes two of you.

"I don't know what that was but I do know it was super weird," you say with a shrug. Lion Man whirls around to level you with another glare, but unlike earlier, you don't flinch. You know he's not going to pounce. Not actually.

"That never happened," he snarls. He steps into your space and you can feel his hostility, but all it does is make you defiant (You mourn the loss of your self-preservation instincts, but hey, at least you're not trembling like a newborn kitten). Lion Man points his index finger at your chest and you can feel his claw-like nails through your shirt. "We're not friends , alright? Just 'cause you used to be chummy with Scar, doesn't mean we're going to be all buddy-buddy, got it?"

He aggressively jabs your chest at each emphasis and you almost stumble off your feet. You mirror his glare and shove his hand away by the wrist.

"You don't have to get your fur all fluffed up," you scoff and a low growl rises in his throat, but you're not dissuaded. "It's not like I want to be pals with you either."

"Great," Lion Man huffs, turning away. "I'm in a bad mood on account of bein' woken up from my nap, so unless you feel like losing a tooth, scram."

You're just about to bite back your assent when a voice suddenly calls back from across the garden.

"Leonaaaa!"

Lion Man curses under his breath. You hear footsteps approach the two of you, and a scruffy-looking man (? He's so small and scrawny that he could be a boy for all you knew.) appears down the path. He has animal ears and a tail too, but his ears are bigger and fluffier and so is his tail.

If Lion Man is supposed to be Scar, then could this guy be a hyena?

"Leona! There you are!" he says with a wide, relieved grin. You'd assumed he was one of the card soldiers, but with a closer look, you realise he isn't at all dressed like one. "I knew I'd find you here."

"Ugh, and now I've got this guy on my tail..." Leona groans, turning his irritation onto the new stranger now. "What is it, Ruggie?"

"Riddle's lookin' for ya," the hyena boy—Ruggie—replies without missing a beat despite the deadly glare trained on him. "Says it's important inheritor business. He's even got the guards looking."

"Inheritor business, huh." Leona's ears rise at that and he glances at you over his shoulder. "Wonder what about."

"Beats me." Ruggie shrugs as he crosses his hands behind his head. "But you should probably go see him before he boils over."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm on it," Leona says gruffly as he stretches out his back and limbs. "I don't feel like gettin' collared today. I'll go see what he wants."

Before he leaves though, he turns to you, but instead of looking angry, he looks thoughtful this time. Riddle had had a similar expression earlier, where it seemed as if he was looking at something that wasn't actually there. Not in the present at least.

"I'm guessin' you're comin', huh," Leona sighs, sounding put-upon, and walks past Ruggie towards the end of the garden. He waves a dismissive hand in the air as he says, "Just remember what I said. I'm not waitin' up for you, and don't expect me to."

You roll your eyes at his back before walking after him with Ruggie tailing behind you (probably to make sure Leona actually makes it to Riddle). Leona is far ahead at this point so you could be wrong, but you think you catch the quietest little chuckle from him.

I like to think that at some point in your/n’s schooling they had to do a project on Greek mythology so they go to hades for reference.

What was originally going to be a small project is now headed sitting them down and spilling all the Olympian tea.

Idk if you guys know, but in these fancy schools that cost an arm and a leg to get into, they cater a lot of the curriculum to what you want to learn so that it aligns to how you want to grow. (Ex: you tell them you’re interested in journalism, they help line up opportunities with their alumni to get you internships with media outlets, and cater your learning so you have the technical skill when you get there)

I do think (Y/N) at first had a lot of their education skewed towards mythology, and was being groomed to become an archeologist or maybe a museum curator. But since the reveal they haven’t been as interested and they’re trying to figure out what they want to do. Truthfully they’re kind of on the unofficial “hero course”.

I do think that curiosity and love for stories hasn’t disappeared though. Hades isn’t like Persephone, he doesn’t know when to withhold information in the name of the greater good, so he’ll tel you anything if you ask him.

That being said. The things you think are important in terms of what you learned through books in the moral realm are not the same things he considers important.

“Hercules? Oh, Zeus’ boy, yes he’s fine, he chose reincarnation a few hundred years ago. Megara was harder though, she was so full of despair when she came to us, being in the Asphodel fields helped a bit, back then it was a meadow you know, it gave her time to come to terms with what happened. We offered her Eysium, but the cheeky thing, you know what she said? “I want to do something with my existence more than be known as a hero’s wife.” She’s been working to manage the fields ever since. Charming girl, I should bring her some of Persephone’s baklava some time.”