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Lux: Are we fighting or flirting? Jon Wick: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck- Lux: Your point?

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Bernard: Oh. Are YOU flirting with ME, Robin? I have a Boyfriend!

Tim (Robin): I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND

Now that we know Bernard knew Tim was Robin all along, I love the idea that after Tim figures out he knew this whole time, Bernard is still THAT commited to the bit

Tim (as Robin): You know you don't have to keep pretending when we're alone together, right?

Bernard: I don't know what you mean Robin?

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So that's why you think their states are countries

I feel like one of the reasons why the US is Like That is the difference between countries and states. Because apparently when you're nominally still the same country, different states can pull absolute bullshit on each other that would not fly in relations between two countries.

Like if idk Belgium decided "hey we have this huge homelesness problem that we've been neglecting for decades while allowing it to get progressively worse, but we figured out how to fix it: we're loading all the homeless people onto buses and moving them across the border to France", the french response wouldn't just be "aw naw ugh I wish they couldn't do that :/"

It'd be "hey buddy that's really funny, do you want to see how fast we can get tanks on the streets of your capital?"

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it's good that the word "four" is "four" letters long

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And has a canon Crush on Scandalabra👏

Canon Queer of the Day:

Lux

Lux is a dateable character from Date Everything! They are canonically bisexual and non-binary, and use they/them pronouns.

“I run too, but, like, so fast and with so much prancing. I'm basically, like, frolicking in the woods, but sexually.”

Submitted by Anonymous

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MC and Realized Daemon

me normally: i like your outfit

me in the dimension where im always with a scary bug: me and my scary bug like your outfit

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Please tell me no one's done this already

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I'm a stupid idiot because I read this several times and only now realized that it says Skips and not Skylar

Lux: I'm sorry, Mister Sassy Puffheart is your second in comand?

Skylar: It's General Puffheart to YOU

Skips: Honestly, I am so evil. So full of darkness. I feed of the souls of the living. I strike fear into- Lux: You sleep with a teddybear. Skips: He’s my sECOND IN COMMAND IN MY ARMY OF DARKNESS!

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Ah Yes, gotta go to read that fanfic again . Like right now

I saw someone make a post on twitter about the DE! objects bullying someone whos breaking into your house and i wrote a little thing ablout ghat so uhhhhhh here ig

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Vosotros IS valid But on this side of the world we don't use it because it seems like you're trying to look foreign. That's why it is used in dubbing series and movies when imitating this medieval and ancient accent, it's the only way you'll hear it here.

Also, don't worry about that, the Spanish themselves don't know exactly what conquest and plundering they put us through.

It's really funny to take Spanish with people from different Spanish-speaking countries, because the ones from South American countries are like "Yeah no one uses vosotros, we don't know what it's doing here" and the ones from Europe are like "If you don't give our beloved second-person plural its due respect, the Hounds will find you"

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Two teenage superheroes (one is a nerd and the other has anger issues). A boy aspiring to be a superhero with a distinctly evil personality; two autistic wizards (One has hyperfixation on creatures that might or might not kill me or the other has hyperfixation on spells that might or might not kill me)

I am definitely cooked

imagine you and ALL your f/os live in the same house together ... C H A O S

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Flash us Friar

Ovens have glass to see inside them

Microvawes got glass to see inside them

Friar errol what are you hiding from us

EVERYTHING.

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I'm just a girl who wanted some more of the weird Bug okay? Ughhhh idk what is this, I wrote it at 1:00am and the next day at the same hour I edited it and just finished translating it to post it here so I'm sorry for any mistakes, whether grammatical or about the Daemon characterization.

Daemon is so weird, and I have no idea how to tag this. If anyone knows what tags it could have, I'll add them if it's posted on Ao3. Because honestly, I have no idea how to properly explain what's going on here. It's just Daemon being weird with Mc. Banners (or I think that's what they're called, I forgot its name all the time) by @/crystallomancy

Daemon is... Interesting, to say the least..

The fact that she was the personification of a bug was fascinating. And she himself was so strange and different, they attracted you like a moth to a flame.

After talking to her enough, they began to appear on their own. You didn't need the Dateviators turned on to see him; she appeared whenever he wanted if you spent enough time in front of the dresser. This sometimes resulted in Daemon following you around the house and scaring the other objects because you woke up on that side of the bed and stared at the dresser before getting up, a habit you had since you moved there.

Today was such a lazy day, honestly, you had a hectic week. So it was no surprise that when you touched your beloved bed and Betty and Teddy took the trouble to make everything more comfortable for you, you stayed there for quite a while. According to Timothy in your room, it was 5:05pm.

You yawn, but you don't stretch, you don't want to shake off the remnants of sleep just yet. You forget that you have the Dateviators on your head, you use them so much that they're almost part of you, and Skylar explained that they wouldn't break if you wore them while sleeping, so you stopped taking them off so you could talk to Nightmare from time to time.

Suddenly you feel dizzy, lightheaded. Your head seems to start spinning. You look more closely at the dresser in front of you, dead pixels and flashes of color fighting against the environment they are trying to invade. You feel something warm running down your face, you bring your hand to your nose, blood.

Your head is already throbbing, and you fight the urge to fall back into bed. You don't want to stain Betty's sheets like that. And just when you think you're about to fall, she appears. There is Daemon, with their uneven, forced appearance. Out of place, unique, and, in your opinion, perfect. She looks at you, his only visible eye observing you closely, even though his face remains blank. You always wonder if Daemon is just very serious or if there's a lag in his face that prevents them from showing too many emotions. Still, there's a sparkle in his eyes, genuine curiosity, like an animal that has found something it has never seen before in its ecosystem.

Your voice breaks when you greet him. Your mouth feels dry and you feel like coughing.

Sometimes Daemon made you feel sick, physically speaking. It wasn't his fault, and she usually apologized, but simply forcing their physical appearance meant that something else had to suffer, and, well, it was you who bore that burden. Honestly, you preferred it to be him rather than Skylar or someone else. Although Daemon could control it half the time, sometimes it was too strong. Like now, when you feel like you have a fever. Outside your body, but so aware and sensitive. Unable to move from where you are, on the edge of the bed, with Daemon in front of you. Had he moved closer? Tears well up in your eyes, and your nose is still bleeding.

"Daemon" you manage to whisper with effort, your voice hoarse and too low. She looks at you, interested. His pointed ears twitch for a moment, settling into place, like the ears of a curious cat.

You see it this time, Daemon is approaching, you feel a deep sense of nausea that aggravates your dizziness.

Daemon seems to speak, but his voice sounds broken, like a call with poor reception. You don't know if it's her or you. He looks at you, squinting their eyes.

"Does it hurt?" He asks. You nod.

"Humans are fragile" he says, and you nod again, "I think. Sometimes. You helped me with that, I guess. I've been doing it since you talked to me."

"I think of you

I think...

I would like to do it. Can I do it? I want to do it."

Daemon seems to be lost in abstract thoughts. You focus on the pain in your nose.

"I want to try

Something

You

With you.

That's why I'm here,

It hurts you that I'm here

It's me.

I think,....."

Daemon moves closer. His body is actually an amalgamation of things that simulate a humanoid silhouette. So you never know what is what. You're not sure if she has more than one eye that you can distinguish and call such. So what is supposed to be his leg rests between yours on the bed. Their hand, surprisingly cold and rough, rests on your shoulder. You lift your face to look at them out of inertia.

He fails. Her body glitches and, as if it were his hand that stopped you, you fall backwards. You breathe heavily through your mouth. Now blood from your nose begins to run down your cheek. You feel like a puppet, docile, fragile, and defenseless.

You don't mind too much because Daemon is there. And they keep looking at you like a curious cat.

"I see you," he says again, doesn't seem concerned about your situation at all.

"I'm always watching you

Even if you don't want to

Even if I don't want to

I always want anyway."

"You're interesting" he pauses for a long time

"I see you with the others

You do things

I want to do

That

Also"

Daemon's large hands rest on your waist and it's as if an electric current has invaded your body. You moan, arching your back.

Daemon's eyes widen in surprise. It doesn't seem like that was the reaction she was expecting.

Your body tingles where she touches you. It's as if a feverish heat and vibrations spread through the areas he touches.

He touches your thighs, your ankles, rests his hands on your waist several times, seems interested in realizing that their hands are very large that she can cover you with them.

They climb slowly and tortuously. Her hands don't leave your skin, and that initial sensation runs through you. Moans escape from your mouth. When you're a little louder than usual, Daemon seems satisfied.

He reaches your chest, scratches you with its claws. It doesn't hurt you enough to bleed, but she leaves you with nice red marks. They seem happy about that.

He leans in, you tremble. Her face approaches your neck. They sink his teeth into you like a vampire and presses down until she draws a few drops of blood. You feel like you're on the edge of whatever you're feeling.

Daemon stares at you again, now focusing more on the blood that is flowing steadily from your nose.

What you assume is his tongue slides down your cheek and your face, licking every inch that has any blood on it. It feels strange, maybe disgusting. You don't care much.

At least you think you've stopped bleeding.

Daemon seems happy. Until you lick your lips because they're so dry. You'd actually like some water right now.

Daemon stares intently at your lips.

"You do that a lot.

A lot

A lot

You do that a lot.

A lot?"

Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes

Then he kisses you.

What must be her lips collide with yours

It's more violent than it's ever been. He nibbles at you. She sticks their tongue deep inside your mouth. It feels as if it's getting longer.

Now it seems as if he has more hands, touching you everywhere. You feel too much at once.

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Too much

Feels like you can't breathe.

She leaves you and you take a deep breath.

They step back and look at you. Do they seem... satisfied? Was it some kind of experiment?

My sweet lover

Whisper. Again and again.

My sweet lover

My sweet lover

My sweet lover

My sweet lover

My sweet lover

My sweet lover

The voice fades away until it disappears.

Daemon is gone. Left without saying a word.

It takes longer than you would like to recover and get up. And you go straight to Farya to get something for your migraine.

Your lips taste strange, and the taste doesn't go away all day long.

Then you would have to talk to Daemon about these things, and preferably not as soon as you wake up.

It wasn't too bad

THIS is so stupid OMG but someone has to make content about my wife Daemon, again apologies, English isn't my first lenguage

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YESSSSS PLEASE MORE SCANDALIGHT I LOVE THEM

We are the ScandaLight/SpyLigth shippers, We are like five people at most

Could you do something about ScandaLight/SpyLigth (Scandalabra/Jon Wick x Lux)? I would really appreciate it(⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

Scandalabra: Wow, Lux, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.

Lux: We literally slept together yesterday.

Scandalabra: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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It's also funny because it's glowing, and it glows brightly because of the way their arm lights up when they lifts the lamp shade.

Perhaps the bottom also emits light—

cw suggestive // feat. lux

I just noticed something-

I just realised why they make this pose

they're "FLASHING" us