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We need to keep the dilf agenda going

on popular demand: this meme

or as i kept calling it: Bruce and the velcro twins

I FUCKING FINALLY FOUND THE ISSUE WHY MY SHIT IS ALL DESATUARTED

everything has +20 saturation in Fresco. so whenever i am colouring, the colours pop but as soon as i export it, everything is so muted af...

idk what else happens to the colours. maybe the contrast also changed idk

This is how it looked first exported, after throwing saturation on it

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Yall can judge me all you want but I truly believe Sylus would be the best husband because I just know for a fact for if I asked him to get in bed in a lace thong and nightgown he would

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Asexual watching monster porn for the creature designs

You want to get off your computer

You want to get off your computer and go here.

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"I wish to please you always"

-Barbatos from Obey Me! Shall We Date?

I barely touch this app and post my artworks here. I've been recently missing obey me as well :(

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Are u gay?

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finally my reflection shows who i am inside

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Today is a very special day

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He came home on the first ten pull 🥰😩

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HEYO! Can i ask for some fluff please!! Specifically, the brothers react to mc being in an extra affectionate mood and they decide to cup their demon s/o's face and pepper their face with kisses. Then pulling away after a while with a giddy smile. When the bros ask what the occasion was or why, they would just shrug and say that they just felt like it. Theb smile sweetly

Just lucifer and beel is completely fine if you cant do all of the brothers! THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Kiss, Kiss! (Lucifer and Beelzebub)

LUCIFER

His forehead throbs in pain as he stares at the latest report sent to him for approval—another financing proposal for new constructions, and the demon sighs.

There's already a pile besides him that's now taller than his head.

Lucifer straightens his back, and adjusts his glasses so that they now rest on his nose and not threaten to fall off from his face. He dips the ornate fountain pen in ink, and resumes his monotonous work.

With the renovations taking place in the library, and with five new classrooms being built, fifty-five thousand grimm would not be enough to cover it all, given that inflation is at an all-time high at eight percent—

"Are you....busy?"

He looks up, eyes darting towards the doorway where you wait, smiling at him.

"Hey," He says, still holding the pen between his fingers. "Have my brothers been up to their usual shenanigans again?"

Mammon will be hanged upside-down from the chandelier this time, with enchanted ropes for an extra punch. In hell's sake, Lucifer hopes the demon hasn't gone and committed another mistake that he will have to fix.

"No," You affirm, staring at the man who has resumed his work. "I...wanted to be with you for a while, if you're free though." You mumble the last part, and when Lucifer looks up at you from his glasses you have the urge to hide your face. "A-Are you busy?"

What a stupid question. When is he not swarmed with work?

Although, you find that your words have had their effect on the demon, for Lucifer is now sporting that dopey grin that you've come to see in his most vulnerable moments.

"Come here," He asks, putting down his pen.

You oblige.

It's the same old, same old. In the way that you approach him when he's swarmed with work, banishing the solitude that the demon surrounds himself with. When you place yourself on his lap and let Lucifer find his peace with you.

But this, this is new.

He looks on, puzzled, as you cup his face in your hands, their warmth soothing. Your thumb, which brushes across his cheekbones as he's done to you many times before. When your lips are dangerously close, tempting the man.

He expects your lips on his; but Lucifer is equally surprised and happy when you place a kiss on his temple, the action gentle and affectionate. From there, you move towards his cheeks, his forehead, brushing past stray hairs, and the demon closes his eyes and basks in your affection that you generously give him, letting you do as you please.

This is nice.

"Why this sudden burst of affection, love?" He mumbles, placing a kiss on your forehead as he speaks. "Although I'm not complaining."

"Just felt like it."

You shrug, and Lucifer raises a brow.

"Oh?" He places his hands on your waist, head buried into the crook of your neck. You feel his lips there, warm and soft. "I suppose I may just have to be more busy now, if that is what will take for you to give me attention."

"I was the one asking for it!"

He laughs, the sound muffled in your skin.

BEELZEBUB

"There you go."

"Thank you!"

You grab hold of the bowl which is too big for you to handle, but given that you are making dinner for seven demons, including one adorable avatar of gluttony, you suppose the ladle which is as big as your fist is necessary.

Although you'll do whatever it takes to make your demon smile.

Beel stands behind you, watching the stew bubble. The fire from the stove reflects in his eyes, and the kitchen is immersed in a warm glow that banishes the cold that usually seeps in.

It's cozy.

And when you're the one cooking, Beel knows that he has to be patient. Wait, for it makes it all the more better, and also because you'll smack his hand with a spoon otherwise.

You turn around, and the demon takes a step back and sits on a chair, wanting to give you enough space to manoeuvre. He watches you put some dried newts in the bubbling pot, and when you turn towards him Beel assumes you may need something from the shelf behind him.

But you instead wrap your arms around his shoulders and bend down.

His face feels warm.

The demon closes his eyes and lets you do as you wish—pressing kisses on his face—a peck on his cheeks, another on his temple, somewhere on his nose, your lips are perhaps the best thing he's ever felt, and affection blossoms inside him.

It's so sudden, and yet welcome.

Beel smiles, pulling you closer.

It's in moments like these where he feels that he's complete, his eons-old grief temporarily forgotten, because you give him the strength to grow around it. It's when he knows that you are here and you love him, and Beelzebub loves you too.

He basks in the affection you give him, and the demon never fails to tell you that he loves you too.

"Heh..." Your Beel murmurs, cheeks turning pink. "That was sudden, but it felt nice. Though I can't help but ask, why?"

"Felt like it," You say, and smile. The same smile he wants to see on your face, the one he loves so much.

And what will he not do to ensure that he's able to make you happy.

"Could you..," He fumbles with his hands, nervous. "Kiss me again?"

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