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kinkfestTitle: Angels We Have Heard (On High)
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laryna6
Rating: R
Summary: Serph's and Sera's personalities mesh oddly, and there are a few kinks to work out. Heat's not complaining.
12) Digital Devil Saga, Heat/Seraph: Pointing things out - "You were so obsessed with 'Sera' that you never noticed how 'Serph' felt."
A/N: Trisagion is the chant the seraphs, who are associated with fire, sing in praise of god. A few crack!fic bits, because once this Seraph muse moved into my head, the combination of someone with that many words held back and a equally messed-up ~little girl, their presence kind of demanded them.
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“I was such a selfish brat. Just a silly little girl… I would be amazed that Serph put up with me if I wasn’t Serph and knew that I did it because it made me happy and I didn’t really understand what was going on. I thought I was like Cielo, just randomly hugging people! I wanted him to be my father, I think. Both me and the two other mes, the one that killed the first other you and the one that I programmed to be in the virtual world with me. I fought them with the first other yous… I’m sorry, I’m confusing you again. It’s hard to keep track.”
“It’s fine.” Heat looked away, not wanting to do something as unmanly as say that he just wanted to listen to them talking to him. Serph barely could and Sera hadn’t wanted to.
“I was looking after Sera, but only in the way I looked after all of you, and I thought that meant Serph loved me. Sera never had a father, which is why the doctor was able to take that role. Or, maybe both the doctors did, really. I was a silly girl and wanted princes instead of to save myself. No wonder God did all that to save me and ruined everything.” Seraph’s feet kicked a bit, fidgeting exaggerated when they didn’t stand on the ground. “I’m sorry, Heat. You really did care, for me, and Serph did too. But all I saw was what I’d seen back then, even thought I didn’t remember it. The person the doctor pretended to be, the person I programmed him as, the person I mistook you for, the person I programmed you as, and you and I weren’t them. Did you have to fight yourselves?”
“Uh, I only met the Doctor one, and you were there.”
“We met him. He helped Serph defeat the ghosts of his past. The cat is very strange.”
“I kind of guessed that.”
She/he/they held out a hand and he took it. “Sera was focused on herself and didn’t really see the real Serph, and Serph wasn’t looking at himself either because he had to take care of all of you and the more he knew about the other him the more afraid he was that if he knew more he would become like him. So he was putting everything into taking care of you, and he didn’t think about why anymore than Sera realized that you really did love her. Both of you. The ‘evil prince’ was only acting evil because his princess was being eaten by a dragon in disguise,” Seraph giggled, and Heat wondered how much of this was Sera and how much all the words Serph had kept locked away. “And you loved her but didn’t know what you were doing. In the Junkyard, strength was everything. You didn’t know how to be gentle and it wasn’t a place where gentleness would have helped Sera. You scared her trying to show her that with you by my side she didn’t have to be scared. Serph knew that, at least. But there was so much to think about that I didn’t think about it. We have a great command team, you’re all great comrades, but we were great for the Junkyard. It took us way too long to get good at dealing with being human again and it was my job to make that happen faster. It’s my job to keep everyone on track and pointed in the right direction.” Seraph tugged, and Heat left the ground as well. “I feel like I let all of you down. I came to help, but all I did was distract me.”
“Don’t say that, either of you. It’s my job to support you. I should have kept you safe until you could figure that stuff out. Instead I…”
The other hand covered his mouth. “You were just trying to keep me safe. Yes, from me, but… it’s all very confusing, and we messed up just as badly. We should have thought about you. You were always by our sides and I think we might have taken you for granted.”
He half growled, half sighed. “Don’t say that, Seraph.”
“It’s true, though.” His hand was firmly placed on their shoulder and they looked at him with Serph’s patented questioning look #237.
“I don’t care, and saying it isn’t going to change anything. You’ve apologized, so stop moping about it and get back to fixing everything. Then we can stay here, or go back to the world, or whatever, and I’ll keep you from messing up this time.”
They smiled. “We’re almost there, we think. We came down to get some supplies and to see you.”
“I wish I had an ability or something to give you.” He’d wanted to help them fight, but Seraph didn’t want him to have to fight anymore, or something like that, and he’d tagged along but it was just weird and he’d grabbed Roland, dragged him away from looking down at earth and moping, and shoved him in the big karma terminal with Gale while he had Lupa’s spirit power thingy active.
“You do make us stronger. It’s just that we want to fight for you now, and we won’t lose. For you.”
“Seraph.” He was always awkward about stuff like this, and according to his past life Serph’s past life had a stick up his ass and had probably died a virgin. So had Sera, which meant thanks to past-life experience that wasn’t actually his Heat was the least virginal member of this pair, or trinity, (or trisagion, the chant of Seraphs) and so he kind of had to take the initiative.
He’d kissed Sera, in the junkyard, and hard, but Serph? Rebel as he might Heat knew whose dog he was. He was Sera’s too, but that… wasn’t actually all that different. And Serph was pretty girly, anyway.
Yeah, he was always the one who had to push these two into things. He didn’t want to frighten Sera off, he… okay, Serph wasn’t frighten off-able. Hopefully that would cancel out and he’d get a good reaction.
Yeah, luckily he’d gotten the talk from the other him on how to deal with both sets of organs and stuff.
They’d picked an out of the way place, but that meant demons could come by. That was fine since they were killed by the cries of ‘oh my god!’ and so on constantly casting Trisagion until something showed up that fire didn’t affect and Heat had to break to go kill it and bring the pieces back to get everyone’s MP up again.
Yes, he was the mighty hunter and killer of anything that went after his Seraph.
It was good to finally be getting some recognition from Sera, and to not be getting the, “Yes, you beat it with one hand tied behind your back but that’s nothing special because you’re Heat: go do something new enough to be impressive if you want approval,” look from Serph.
Best of both worlds.
And goddamn was it great that they weren’t weak against fire anymore: he could be as vocal as he wanted.
Author:
laryna6Rating: R
Summary: Serph's and Sera's personalities mesh oddly, and there are a few kinks to work out. Heat's not complaining.
12) Digital Devil Saga, Heat/Seraph: Pointing things out - "You were so obsessed with 'Sera' that you never noticed how 'Serph' felt."
A/N: Trisagion is the chant the seraphs, who are associated with fire, sing in praise of god. A few crack!fic bits, because once this Seraph muse moved into my head, the combination of someone with that many words held back and a equally messed-up ~little girl, their presence kind of demanded them.
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“I was such a selfish brat. Just a silly little girl… I would be amazed that Serph put up with me if I wasn’t Serph and knew that I did it because it made me happy and I didn’t really understand what was going on. I thought I was like Cielo, just randomly hugging people! I wanted him to be my father, I think. Both me and the two other mes, the one that killed the first other you and the one that I programmed to be in the virtual world with me. I fought them with the first other yous… I’m sorry, I’m confusing you again. It’s hard to keep track.”
“It’s fine.” Heat looked away, not wanting to do something as unmanly as say that he just wanted to listen to them talking to him. Serph barely could and Sera hadn’t wanted to.
“I was looking after Sera, but only in the way I looked after all of you, and I thought that meant Serph loved me. Sera never had a father, which is why the doctor was able to take that role. Or, maybe both the doctors did, really. I was a silly girl and wanted princes instead of to save myself. No wonder God did all that to save me and ruined everything.” Seraph’s feet kicked a bit, fidgeting exaggerated when they didn’t stand on the ground. “I’m sorry, Heat. You really did care, for me, and Serph did too. But all I saw was what I’d seen back then, even thought I didn’t remember it. The person the doctor pretended to be, the person I programmed him as, the person I mistook you for, the person I programmed you as, and you and I weren’t them. Did you have to fight yourselves?”
“Uh, I only met the Doctor one, and you were there.”
“We met him. He helped Serph defeat the ghosts of his past. The cat is very strange.”
“I kind of guessed that.”
She/he/they held out a hand and he took it. “Sera was focused on herself and didn’t really see the real Serph, and Serph wasn’t looking at himself either because he had to take care of all of you and the more he knew about the other him the more afraid he was that if he knew more he would become like him. So he was putting everything into taking care of you, and he didn’t think about why anymore than Sera realized that you really did love her. Both of you. The ‘evil prince’ was only acting evil because his princess was being eaten by a dragon in disguise,” Seraph giggled, and Heat wondered how much of this was Sera and how much all the words Serph had kept locked away. “And you loved her but didn’t know what you were doing. In the Junkyard, strength was everything. You didn’t know how to be gentle and it wasn’t a place where gentleness would have helped Sera. You scared her trying to show her that with you by my side she didn’t have to be scared. Serph knew that, at least. But there was so much to think about that I didn’t think about it. We have a great command team, you’re all great comrades, but we were great for the Junkyard. It took us way too long to get good at dealing with being human again and it was my job to make that happen faster. It’s my job to keep everyone on track and pointed in the right direction.” Seraph tugged, and Heat left the ground as well. “I feel like I let all of you down. I came to help, but all I did was distract me.”
“Don’t say that, either of you. It’s my job to support you. I should have kept you safe until you could figure that stuff out. Instead I…”
The other hand covered his mouth. “You were just trying to keep me safe. Yes, from me, but… it’s all very confusing, and we messed up just as badly. We should have thought about you. You were always by our sides and I think we might have taken you for granted.”
He half growled, half sighed. “Don’t say that, Seraph.”
“It’s true, though.” His hand was firmly placed on their shoulder and they looked at him with Serph’s patented questioning look #237.
“I don’t care, and saying it isn’t going to change anything. You’ve apologized, so stop moping about it and get back to fixing everything. Then we can stay here, or go back to the world, or whatever, and I’ll keep you from messing up this time.”
They smiled. “We’re almost there, we think. We came down to get some supplies and to see you.”
“I wish I had an ability or something to give you.” He’d wanted to help them fight, but Seraph didn’t want him to have to fight anymore, or something like that, and he’d tagged along but it was just weird and he’d grabbed Roland, dragged him away from looking down at earth and moping, and shoved him in the big karma terminal with Gale while he had Lupa’s spirit power thingy active.
“You do make us stronger. It’s just that we want to fight for you now, and we won’t lose. For you.”
“Seraph.” He was always awkward about stuff like this, and according to his past life Serph’s past life had a stick up his ass and had probably died a virgin. So had Sera, which meant thanks to past-life experience that wasn’t actually his Heat was the least virginal member of this pair, or trinity, (or trisagion, the chant of Seraphs) and so he kind of had to take the initiative.
He’d kissed Sera, in the junkyard, and hard, but Serph? Rebel as he might Heat knew whose dog he was. He was Sera’s too, but that… wasn’t actually all that different. And Serph was pretty girly, anyway.
Yeah, he was always the one who had to push these two into things. He didn’t want to frighten Sera off, he… okay, Serph wasn’t frighten off-able. Hopefully that would cancel out and he’d get a good reaction.
Yeah, luckily he’d gotten the talk from the other him on how to deal with both sets of organs and stuff.
They’d picked an out of the way place, but that meant demons could come by. That was fine since they were killed by the cries of ‘oh my god!’ and so on constantly casting Trisagion until something showed up that fire didn’t affect and Heat had to break to go kill it and bring the pieces back to get everyone’s MP up again.
Yes, he was the mighty hunter and killer of anything that went after his Seraph.
It was good to finally be getting some recognition from Sera, and to not be getting the, “Yes, you beat it with one hand tied behind your back but that’s nothing special because you’re Heat: go do something new enough to be impressive if you want approval,” look from Serph.
Best of both worlds.
And goddamn was it great that they weren’t weak against fire anymore: he could be as vocal as he wanted.
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