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⏳    send me  ‘ HISTORY LESSON ! ’  + a year, era, or historical event, and i’ll tell you what my muse was like and what they were doing during that time !   ( good for immortal, ageless, or historical muses ! )

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this heat is so brutal. y'all pls be careful out there. i about died from 20 mins of mowing. i love lu and all but i'm not looking to meet him just yet.

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for no reason whatsoever . . . what muses besides lu and those on @helltemp could you see me write ? or do you want to see me write ? from any media. ocs too if you have an idea !

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the way i just spent 30 minutes convincing my neighbor's cat that it doesn't live with me and can't come in my house bc my cat would immediately throw hands. felt like i was being held hostage by cuteness like sir pls you're adorable but i have a family.

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𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊: A MUSE PLAYLIST STUDY!  list 5 songs that you associate with your muse!  ( bonus:  include lyrics if you'd like! )

the devil is a gentleman ( merci raines ) — he's always got the words to say / just enough, so you don't notice / that you ain't nothing but his prey // oh, don't you know, don't you know / 'bout the devil? he's a gentleman

creature ( half•alive ) — i am creation both haunted an holy / made in glory / even the depths of the night cannot blind me // creature only / look inside my heart and find a perilous ravine

you're not welcome ( naethan apollo ) — i won't think twice if you step to me or mine / you're a slimy little motherfucker / uh-oh, don't you know you're not welcome 'round here? / i think you should go 'fore you cause some drama / uh-oh, don't you know i'm the one you should fear? / talk to me if you got a problem

all eyes on me ( OR3O ) — a devil made from heaven, sent from above // to be the perfect angel, some sin must be done / you told me what to do and what to say / i couldn't escape // but not anymore / i'm in control / i have the stage / you can't turn the page / all eyes on me

cult leader ( KiNG MALA ) — so charming, it's alarming / i'm hurting everybody that i know / lead the masses, from the ashes / i want power and i think it shows / i don't need your roses, i like men on their knees / praying up to their god, seeing vision of me

honorable mentions :  run wild ( john bellion ) ,  pure imagination ( joanna wang) ,  apple ( the narcissist cookbook ) , 5D  ( qveen herby ) , monster ( dodie )

tagged by : stole it from @stadam 😘 tagging : @putrefacion , @klownry , @arachngel , @playbarbie , @sunsdrop , @islesheir , + the dash ! if you see this and want to do it , say i tagged you ❤️

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aside from the obvious issues , i think one of the things i hate most about social media is its ability to so easily get 10-20 second snippets of songs stuck in my head for days on end and i think lucifer would agree with me on that

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Young angel 😇

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i haven't even watched it yet, but i've seen enough clips to already know that i want to adopt all the kpop demon hunters blogs. shhhhh. we can totally make it work.

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haha thats so funny [face gets gravely serious] but were you not a staunch and trusted ally i would have you executed for such a joke

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what if you told me your fave headcanon about your muse and lu ? haha ! no . . . unless ?

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A trade The avatar for the incredible @inuxi

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sorry babe the angel wings stay on during sex

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coping w the horrors by being a sillygoofy guy

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only the briefest glance up is spared. no acknowledgement of her presence in the room. no greeting to her arrival or gesture for her patience. no , the king will simply carry on with the task at hand , will address her when he's good and ready. that comes not as words , but actions. finally , his pen rests , hands fold calmly atop the desk , and citrine eyes fix her with a steady gaze. ( here we fucking go. yipee. )

her words have lucifer's eyes rolling with such exaggeration that his head even follows the action. ❝ oh , give it a rest already , would ya ? since the second you got here it's just been constant threats to raze the place or tear everyone limb from limb or burn them with holy vengeance or whatever the flavor of the day is. it's exhausting !  one —-- news flash ! you're in hell. that's just a tuesday here. ❞ smart money says every soul in the building has already endured worse than whatever lute would dole out. ❝ two —-- you've racked up a lot of empty threats by now. no one believes you anymore.  three , and probably most importantly . . . try me. ❞ here , the devil's chin dips and eyes narrow ; the very room seems to darken for dramatic effect.

as quickly as the mood sours , it rebounds —-- well , as much as it can given the little chat charlie's insisted he have with the exorcist. ❝ you're a guest here. start acting like it. i mean look at you (!)—-- you can't even sit in a chair like a normal person ! ❞

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIT TAKES MORE EFFORT THAN SHE WANTS TO ADMITㅤto sit in a chair like a person; the bones beneath her skin don’t remember how to rest. Not in stillness, not in velvet; not under eyes that watch but do not command. Lute’s posture is soldier-stiff despite the soft upholstery; spine held too straight, a wing dragging heavy at her side with the other bound close against her back ( the fall tore through more than feathers; it peeled something back, ) & though the pain has quieted into a low, constant throb, it’s the silence she resents more. There are no orders here, no perimeter checks, no coded phrases or encrypted sermons to remind her what to destroy; just… polite requests & too many doors she doesn’t know how to close behind her. She doesn’t look at him when she enters, already seated by the time she speaks, elbows resting on her knees, ( fingers are laced like she might pray; though, they both know better ) — the edges of her wings twitch just ever so, restless & agitated, & her voice is hoarse from disuse, “If this is the part where you tell me I’ve been a menace to your little... friends,” she drags the ‘s’ on the last word, & it splinters on her tongue; it costs her more than breath, “I already know; I’m perfectly aware I’m not exactly the charity case of the century,” her gaze doesn’t rise to meet Lucifer’s; too focused somewhere between the rug & the feeling stitching itself into her ribs ( is this… embarrassment, perhaps? She won’t say! ) “I’m trying not to raze the place just by breathing; that’s the best I can offer right now…” —her jaw tightensㅤ/ㅤ@pridetemptㅤBIT THE FRUIT ,

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Eᴠᴇɴ Mᴏʀᴇ Iɴᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛ Qᴜᴏᴛᴇs Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴏʀ!

Send in ✏️ and I’ll use this (improved) incorrect quote generator featuring both our muses! (please remember to specify how many muses/which muses for multimuses!)

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Send in an HC you have about my muse and I'll respond with a 👍 or 👎

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hi. fuck ice. here is how you can help families affected by unlawful deportation

edit: and FUCK LAPD. here is how you can help bail out protestors who are in the trenches, facing mass arrests and putting their bodies on the line.