@miss-shojo / miss-shojo.tumblr.com
HERR DOKTOR NOSTRADAMUS PESTIS!! BEEN A WHILE SINCE IVE DRAWN THIS OC!!! HE IS A DOCTOR OF MIND AND BODY WHO HAS BEEN TAKEN OVER BY A SYMBIOTIC PARASITE!!
((shojo's definitely still has the hots for this boy i mean LOOK AT HIM))
((btw going up to nyc for a vacation so slow replies are on the horizon. also my muse is just so freaking fuzzy lately so that’s happening T_T))
“Um. It kinda just appears wherever. It has a mind of its own. Usually it’s right by my door here,” she answered, pointing to the back of her bedroom door. “It’s like I’m walking out of my room but it appears here and-”
Shojo gasped because the portal suddenly appeared exactly where she said it would. Alastor would have to duck his head but it was a decent height, taller than Shojo and just as wide. It was a swirling periwinkle blue and a soft light emanated from it putting a twinkle in Shojo’s eyes. She grinned up at Alastor excitedly.
“You brought it back!” she assumed. “Thank you! Thank you!” She bounced a little she was so pleased.
The stag would raise a brow, looking the portal over. Interesting. However, that was not his doing. She hadn’t sealed the deal with him yet, and so, he wasn’t obligated to do anything for her. He did have a few assumptions, however.
“Hmm.. Seems to have a mind of its own. It thinks. It listens.” He murmured, mostly to himself as he reached out, clawed fingers touching the swirling mass. “Very interesting, indeed~ How quaint, it seems to be alive, somehow!” He concluded, looking at her. “This was not my doing, dear. It simply appeared because it wished you to know that it was not gone, merely dormant. I would assume to protect you. You said that your world was in a horrid state in regards to a virus, yes? Have you thought of the fact that your portal here decided to go dormant to make sure that you did not catch said virus?”
Shojo blinked up at him in thought. “But how would it know about- But I’m already- Wait.” Her lip pouted in a tiny spurt of anger. “I’ve been forced to stay at home in quarantine for the past year. I already can’t go anywhere! And, in theory, it’s just my universe where this dumb thing is happening right? It’s never cared about my safety like that before. Hell, it usually lets me off at the worst places imaginable! Why now did it chose to grow a conscious?!”
She grabbed a spare pillow off her bed and chucked it at the portal. The pillow flew right into the void and didn’t come back out. Shojo stood in her frustration for a moment before heaving a sigh to try and calm back down. It was clear she had been alone for far too long.
Heels? Check. Cute short-length dress? Check. Winged eyeliner and fluffy gorgeous hair? Double check. Fresh baked cookies? Final check.
Shojo arrived at Yvain’s apartment with an objective and a plan: make Yvain notice her. She pressed the button for the doorbell and waited patiently, smiling to herself in excitement and hoping to see his cute face again very soon.
Tension he didn’t realize he’d been holding in his shoulders melted away at her assurance (though the kissing helped).
He laughed when she pulled away, pressing his forehead against hers with an affectionate smile. “You…I like you, Shojo. Telling people this kinda stuff doesn’t normally feel alright.”
He’d show her the scar next time. Hopefully she’d be just as sweet, just as accepting when she finally saw it.
“And, uh, yes. Yes it does mean you can take my pants off.”
Every time Shojo thought he couldn’t get any cuter Yvain found a way to prove her wrong. At his word, one hand immediately went down to get his pants open while the other kept his cute face close to hers.
“I like you too. And I’m very happy you like me,” she chuckled, kissing him again and again as her hand smoothed down to his groin. She wondered if ghouls had, well, something down there. Of course there were lots of ways the two of them could have a fun time but having a little something didn’t hurt.
Shojo cocked her head at his explanation. It sounded simple enough, he asks a favor and she does it. It was the kinds of favors that made her nervous. Still she made no move to halt the deal.
“My devi- Oh, my portal? Well, see, that’s the thing,” she sighed with a frown and gesturing to the sigil on her floor. “I haven’t seen my portal in so long I, uh, got desperate. Like I said, it never listened to me before so it’s nothing new but it’s never been away like this for so long. Can you bring it back?”
The red-clad entity would raise a brow at her words, taking in the information he was given. A portal, hmm? A transportation device, so to speak. He was familiar with creating portals, as almost every demon used them to travel. If they were strong enough to create them, that is. But he would still need to know the molecular components to her portal, to know if he could manipulate it and stabilize it. He was a demon of his word.
He straightened up some, looking to be thinking. “I suppose that I can. But I will need to get a grasp of how it is made, and how the molecular structure of it is. I will have to determine if my abilities can manipulate it~” He spoke, tilting his head to the side. “Can you show me to where it usually appears?”
“Um. It kinda just appears wherever. It has a mind of its own. Usually it’s right by my door here,” she answered, pointing to the back of her bedroom door. “It’s like I’m walking out of my room but it appears here and-”
Shojo gasped because the portal suddenly appeared exactly where she said it would. Alastor would have to duck his head but it was a decent height, taller than Shojo and just as wide. It was a swirling periwinkle blue and a soft light emanated from it putting a twinkle in Shojo’s eyes. She grinned up at Alastor excitedly.
“You brought it back!” she assumed. “Thank you! Thank you!” She bounced a little she was so pleased.
((well no shit))
“You say it like it’s a bad thing!”
((got inspired by @alastors-radioshow)) http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html
((hi there. so maybe I’m back? idk. I think I’d like to be. I have free time now so RPing is a thing I used to love doing when I had free time sooooo LET’S DO THE THING
like/reblog/message for a starter or submit one yourself, I’m down for whatever but ya’ll know I love that drama shit the most.))
As the demon finally gave her space Shojo stood back up and stepped away from her bed. Clearly she couldn’t use any of her many “skills” on this guy to please him. She was out of her element here.
“I think I can do favors. That doesn’t sound that bad. What kind of favors would you need?” she asked. Despite all the fear he just instilled in her, somehow someway, she was still interested in making a deal. Was she that desperate or just dumb? Tough to say.
“And in return, if you can’t get rid of that dumb virus, I would ask for my portal back. Ooh! Wait. I want you to make me have control over my portal. You could do that, right?”
The tall demon couldn’t help but smile widely as she spoke. Oh, she was one of those who craved control and everything to go their way? How splendid! He hadn’t had any good entertainment in a good while. Not in the human realm, at least.
“Why, that is up for me to decide~ I will simply write you up on my list, and when I come to collect? Well, all you have to do, is do what I ask of you. Then your debt will be paid off, and you can go on as usual~” He’d explain. Now, he wasn’t one to break contracts, it was poor moral to do so. He had, however, encountered people who tried to get out of their contracts, or cheat him. It never ended well in those cases.
He’d hum some. “I will need to inspect your device, my dear. Then I will tell you what I can do for you~”
Shojo cocked her head at his explanation. It sounded simple enough, he asks a favor and she does it. It was the kinds of favors that made her nervous. Still she made no move to halt the deal.
“My devi- Oh, my portal? Well, see, that’s the thing,” she sighed with a frown and gesturing to the sigil on her floor. “I haven’t seen my portal in so long I, uh, got desperate. Like I said, it never listened to me before so it’s nothing new but it’s never been away like this for so long. Can you bring it back?”
Shojo’s bashful smile disappeared and left her pale with dread. Her legs instinctually closed as she nodded.
“Y-Yes, you, um. Yes,” was all she could get out, her voice seemingly miles away and hiding. She swallowed and attempted to coax her words back out.
“S-So it’s my s-soul or nothing? N-Nothing else I could offer?” she tried. “I mean.. um. I-If you change your mind I’m pretty good at giving head and- I MEAN. Anyway. C-Can you even get rid of a human virus?”
The stag would slowly straighten up, his regular smile returning to his lips, as he elected to plainly ignore it when she mentioned that particular skill of hers. It was of no interest to him, and he would not budge on the subject.
“As I said.. Favors is also a currency. Make no mistake, I can ask you to do anything I please as a favor, should you accept the favor I offer to you. And no, I cannot alter a natural state your world happen to find itself in. You will have to think about it, my dear~ But, I would like you to be aware that if you accept my offer, and you fail to deliver when I come to collect, I will take from you what I please, and yes, that includes your soul. Any further questions?”
As the demon finally gave her space Shojo stood back up and stepped away from her bed. Clearly she couldn’t use any of her many “skills” on this guy to please him. She was out of her element here.
“I think I can do favors. That doesn’t sound that bad. What kind of favors would you need?” she asked. Despite all the fear he just instilled in her, somehow someway, she was still interested in making a deal. Was she that desperate or just dumb? Tough to say.
“And in return, if you can’t get rid of that dumb virus, I would ask for my portal back. Ooh! Wait. I want you to make me have control over my portal. You could do that, right?”
As Alastor laughed, Shojo’s expressions went from confusion to hurt to defiant and directly back to terrified as he loomed down to her eye level. She took two steps back before falling back on her bed, sitting up as Alastor leaned even close enough for Shojo to see her own reflection in his single spectacle.
“My soul?? W-Wait! Maybe I could.. um…” How badly did she want this dumb virus to go away? Could a demon even do that? What else could she possibly offer besides her soul? Then it hit her.
“Um. Maybe I offer my.. uh..” An embarrassed, bashful smile crept out of the corner of her mouth as she shrugged and said: “I can suck your dick?”
The tall demon would raise a brow as she spoke, his lips curling in a slight grimace, though that smile wouldn’t leave his face. It never did. No matter how angry or uncomfortable he was, he would always smile. Even in this situation.
His eyes widened, pupils slowly morphing into radio dials as he glared at her without blinking.
“If you wish to offer such services, you will need to summon and Incubus, or Succubus. I, my dear, am an overlord, and I find it quite unladylike to offer such filth to someone you have only just met. Never even consider that as payment when it comes to me, or I will make sure that you will never be able to experience such pleasures again~ Do I make myself quite clear, sweetheart?”
Shojo’s bashful smile disappeared and left her pale with dread. Her legs instinctually closed as she nodded.
“Y-Yes, you, um. Yes,” was all she could get out, her voice seemingly miles away and hiding. She swallowed and attempted to coax her words back out.
“S-So it’s my s-soul or nothing? N-Nothing else I could offer?” she tried. “I mean.. um. I-If you change your mind I’m pretty good at giving head and- I MEAN. Anyway. C-Can you even get rid of a human virus?”
“Sign a contract?” she repeated, suspicious but still not backing down. “I guess if I had to be specific it would be my portal but there’s no magic that can effect it. I’ve been using it for years and I’ve never had any control over it and neither has anything or anyone else.” She bit her lip as she thought, anxiously picking at her nails.
“I mean, maybe.. Could I wish for this dumb virus to go away? I’d pay anything to make that happen. Do you take Visa?” Yes, she did ask that question with complete sincerity.
The demon would tilt his head to the side, cocking an eyebrow as she spoke. Then, he simply couldn’t help but laugh. She really had no fucking idea about what she had done, had she? How utterly amusing!
He took in a few, deep breaths, stifling his laughter before he leaned all the way down, looking straight into her eyes. Those crimson eyes seemed to pierce her very soul. “Dear, I do not care one bit about your wealth. I do not care about your money, or your wealthy family. I have my own wealth, and I certainly do not need yours. What, did you think that you could use your mortal currency to pay a demon? No no no, sweetheart~” He spoke, leaning so close that she would be able to feel his breath against her face.
“A demon must be paid in something far more valuable. Favors, for example. Offerings. And if you have a really large favor to ask? Your very soul.”
As Alastor laughed, Shojo’s expressions went from confusion to hurt to defiant and directly back to terrified as he loomed down to her eye level. She took two steps back before falling back on her bed, sitting up as Alastor leaned even close enough for Shojo to see her own reflection in his single spectacle.
“My soul?? W-Wait! Maybe I could.. um...” How badly did she want this dumb virus to go away? Could a demon even do that? What else could she possibly offer besides her soul? Then it hit her.
“Um. Maybe I offer my.. uh..” An embarrassed, bashful smile crept out of the corner of her mouth as she shrugged and said: “I can suck your dick?”
“Wait! Don’t go!” The barely 5 foot tall human said, reaching out her hand to stop him. “I’ve been so lonely and bored out of my mind and I just really wanted someone to talk to and have an adventure with and my portal hasn’t been working lately and I haven’t seen my friends in months and I’ve just been stuck inside and.. and…”
She ducked her head as her voice cracked, taking a moment to gather herself. Her eyes were glossy but there was a sense of determination behind them as she looked Alastor in the eye.
“I don’t want to be alone anymore.”
The Radio Demon couldn’t help but smile at that, even wider than he normally would, because.. She was reacting in the exact way he wanted her to. After all… Everyone did indeed want something. And she was no different. Some wanted money and success. Others craved a partner. Some, just like her, just didn’t want to be alone.
Was he surprised that she cracked this easily? No. No, he wasn’t. She seemed to have somewhat of a weak will. So he’d merely smile at her, leaning down. “You will have to be more specific. Do you wish for your portal to work? Do you wish to see your friends? I never make a contact based on a vague description like that. I am not one to cheat my customers. However, you will have to be certain that you wish to sign a contract with me. I am not cheap to hire, you know~”
“Sign a contract?” she repeated, suspicious but still not backing down. “I guess if I had to be specific it would be my portal but there’s no magic that can effect it. I’ve been using it for years and I’ve never had any control over it and neither has anything or anyone else.” She bit her lip as she thought, anxiously picking at her nails.
“I mean, maybe.. Could I wish for this dumb virus to go away? I’d pay anything to make that happen. Do you take Visa?” Yes, she did ask that question with complete sincerity.
Prize? Shojo cocked her head and got to her feet, casually fluffing out her hair to make herself as presentable as possible. She wished she was wearing something better than a tank top and shorts but it was past midnight after all.
Her bedroom made it obvious how wealthy she and/or her family must be with lavish furniture and a closet the size of a studio apartment. Her bed featured at least a dozen pillows, fine jewelry lay on her oversized vanity, even her bathroom was something to awe over. Clearly any wish she could want couldn’t possibly be material.
“Something I wish for? Is that how this works?” she asked curiously, taking a small step closer. “What kind of wish can I make?”
To be perfectly honest, Alastor didn’t care about how wealthy she was. He didn’t care about the money, the jewelry. He was quite wealthy himself, back in Hell. So there was nothing here that was of any interest to him. And honesty? Most demons couldn’t care less about human wealth.
The almost 8 foot tall demon would turn to her, tilting his head to the side. “My dear, that depends entirely on what you are willing to pay~” He’d speak, the grin on his face only widening. “After all, everyone wants something~ If not, then I will be on my way, and you will never see me again!” He’d speak, letting out that chipper laughter of his. Oh, he knew exactly what he was doing. He knew how to persuade people. Charm them. To get exactly what he wanted.
“Wait! Don’t go!” The barely 5 foot tall human said, reaching out her hand to stop him. “I’ve been so lonely and bored out of my mind and I just really wanted someone to talk to and have an adventure with and my portal hasn’t been working lately and I haven’t seen my friends in months and I’ve just been stuck inside and.. and...”
She ducked her head as her voice cracked, taking a moment to gather herself. Her eyes were glossy but there was a sense of determination behind them as she looked Alastor in the eye.
“I don’t want to be alone anymore.”
Shojo let out a squeak of surprise as she was pulled in close, her heart in her throat. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea to cure her boredom. She looked like a lost deer who found themselves in a wolf’s den.
“I-I’m Shojo,” she managed to get out. “And I didn’t- Well, no, maybe I didn’t, I was just- I mean- Um. This whole quarantine’s been rough, you know, a-and I thought I.. Um. I really didn’t think that you’d actually-” Her cheeks started to blush out of pure embarrassment but she couldn’t look away, clearly fascinated and not completely regretting her decision to summon him. Yet.
That tall demon was fairly amused by the reactions she had, those crimson eyes of his taking in every, little detail of her. Her reactions. To be honest, it always amused him so when mortals feared him. Even when he was being polite.
He’d straighten back up, looking around the place, eyeing the sigil. “Hmm. That is quite a basic way of summoning a demon. This is not even specifically for me. This is a first come, first serve situation. Whoever responds first, gets the prize, so to speak~” He’d explain, casually walking around to take everything in. “Now, whatever shall I do with you?” He’d hum, looking at her over his shoulder. “There must be something you wish for, hmm?”
Prize? Shojo cocked her head and got to her feet, casually fluffing out her hair to make herself as presentable as possible. She wished she was wearing something better than a tank top and shorts but it was past midnight after all.
Her bedroom made it obvious how wealthy she and/or her family must be with lavish furniture and a closet the size of a studio apartment. Her bed featured at least a dozen pillows, fine jewelry lay on her oversized vanity, even her bathroom was something to awe over. Clearly any wish she could want couldn’t possibly be material.
“Something I wish for? Is that how this works?” she asked curiously, taking a small step closer. “What kind of wish can I make?”
The sigil Shojo drew began to glow in front of her as she kneeled down on the floor of her room. It worked. Holy shit it actually worked. But where was the-
She turned around and gasped as the demon loomed over her, staying right where she was on the floor and frozen in fear. Yep, it really worked. She summoned a demon.
“U-Uh.. Um. Hi? Are you really a.. Um. Y-Yeah, I guess I brought you here but I didn’t think it would.. actually..” Her sentence disappeared from her lips as she stared up at his ears, his eyes, his teeth. Maybe she shouldn’t have went so far down that Google rabbit hole. Her laptop lay not too far away from the sigil open on a web page that showed how to draw such markings.
The red-clad demon couldn’t help but laugh at the situation. Most entertaining! And by the looks of it? It seemed that she was one of those who just wanted to try and summon a demon, to see if it could be done. To be honest, that had happened quite often in the most recent years. He had to wonder why that was, but for now, that was not important.
He’d offer the other a wide smile as he leaned down, grabbed her hand and pulled her closer, close enough for her to get a good, hard look at those sharp teeth of his, and burning eyes.
“Alastor, it’s a pleasure to be meeting you, sweetheart~! Although, if I may be so bold, you don’t seem to have thought this through. Hmm?”
Shojo let out a squeak of surprise as she was pulled in close, her heart in her throat. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea to cure her boredom. She looked like a lost deer who found themselves in a wolf’s den.
“I-I’m Shojo,” she managed to get out. “And I didn’t- Well, no, maybe I didn’t, I was just- I mean- Um. This whole quarantine’s been rough, you know, a-and I thought I.. Um. I really didn’t think that you’d actually-” Her cheeks started to blush out of pure embarrassment but she couldn’t look away, clearly fascinated and not completely regretting her decision to summon him. Yet.
@miss-shojo / @shojo made a deal with the Radio Demon.
A static-y chuckle could be heard from the darkness, a pair of red, awfully observant eyes glowing as a tall, slender figure stepped out into plain sight. My, it had been a while since a human had summoned him. He hadn’t been topside for quite some time. But he had to wonder.. Who was foolish enough to summon a demon? And an Overlord at that. Either it was an accident, or they had summoned the wrong entity. Either way, he wasn’t going to pass up this chance.
He’d hum some, his voice distorted as he walked up behind what looked to be a human woman. The abnormally tall demon looked down at her, tilting his head to the side.
“My, how peculiar. Might I inquire as to why you have summoned me, my dear?”
The sigil Shojo drew began to glow in front of her as she kneeled down on the floor of her room. It worked. Holy shit it actually worked. But where was the-
She turned around and gasped as the demon loomed over her, staying right where she was on the floor and frozen in fear. Yep, it really worked. She summoned a demon.
“U-Uh.. Um. Hi? Are you really a.. Um. Y-Yeah, I guess I brought you here but I didn’t think it would.. actually..” Her sentence disappeared from her lips as she stared up at his ears, his eyes, his teeth. Maybe she shouldn’t have went so far down that Google rabbit hole. Her laptop lay not too far away from the sigil open on a web page that showed how to draw such markings.
Heels? Check. Cute short-length dress? Check. Winged eyeliner and fluffy gorgeous hair? Double check. Fresh baked cookies? Final check.
Shojo arrived at Yvain’s apartment with an objective and a plan: make Yvain notice her. She pressed the button for the doorbell and waited patiently, smiling to herself in excitement and hoping to see his cute face again very soon.
“No, no, it’s just…” Yvain wanted to reassure her. He especially wanted to keep going, but…
“I’ve…got a really, really bad scar in front. I don’t know how I got it, but I don’t want to scare you with how it looks…” It made him look and feel like some kind of doll made of meat. “Being curious is fine, you can, uh,” He blushed, “Feel it…if you keep exploring, but maybe I can let you see another time.”
Did he ruin this? Just like that?
“My…my point is, just for this first time, I want to keep my shirt on, but you can take other things off…”
He absolutely didn’t ruin anything. Shojo only smiled at nodded.
“That’s okay, I’m glad you told me, Yvain. Thank you.” She brought his lips down to hers to kiss them, putting her arms around him and keeping her hands outside of his shirt. Her curiosity wasn’t going anywhere but consent is way sexier than curiosity. Speaking of which-
“So does that mean I get to take your pants off?” she asked with a devious smile and a bounce of her eyebrows. She was having such a fun time and it was obvious.
