#LIITH

[dailyfigures]

Liith-chan ; Original Character ☆ Daiki Kougyou

[aceghosts]

OC Moodboard: Lilith Addams

for @fourlittleseedlings

[If we’re mutuals, send 🎂 and I’ll make you a treat]

[gulioss-sims]

pleasantview tier list, but instead of ranking characters i've associated them with random and somewhat cursed headcanons

[ghoulishmorbidchick-blog]

What resonates with me spiritually

Lucifer & Lilith has always resonated with me both are outcasts, they were shunned, rejected, vilified, demonized. Both are very misunderstood which has always been relatable to me.

I have always felt like I am a child of Lucifer, otherwise why would Lucifer & Lilith resonate with me so much? 🤔 Ave Lucifer, Ave Lilith

[qwl-in-a-cage]

can someone draw this as lilith and lucifer

Hands down one of my favorite images

[thequeenofsarcaasm]

I’m gonna fix our mistake. Also because I’m genuinely curious - what’s your favourite intimate scene(s) you’ve written?

Dear Lord. I thought you’d never ask!

I carefully crafted a top 3:

Ahem

1- Their first time together in LIITH (Geto on top. Ch 5)

This one is a personal favourite because it was very tender despite all the frustrations, doubts and longing that preceded the event. I am very proud of the way I wrote it (mostly because of the little metaphors in the last part). But my favourite part is the last line: “Divinely his” because yeah. That’s what Gojo is now.

2- One and only intimate scene in Canary in the coal mine (Gojo on top. Ch8)

To be honest, I think what makes the scene interesting is all the build up. But my favourite aspect is the choking. Geto is a very empathetic character (empathetic to a fault even), so I felt like using their most intimate moment to allow him to feel the pain of his partner was the best occasion to show how insane he is (they both are tbf). The nice part is that he invites the pain upon him, out of empathy, to reassure Gojo, but also because he’s deeply infatuated with the idea of violence. No matter what they do, it keeps bleeding all over them. Sex is no exception.

3- THAT long and needlessly horny moment in LIITH (Gojo on top. Ch 9)

Whoever said being horny is a sin lied. I will start by making that clear.

The blowjob part was inspired by a creation by my beloved @bearhaviour and the rest is well…Let’s just say I have my moments. I once again apologise to Nanako and Mimiko for putting their father in such a state. But, in my defence, Gojo is always the one getting slutted out in every fic. I’m left wing so I think we should all get the same opportunities!

Honorable mentions:

The phone sex/masturbation moment in Joy. This might be the only fanfic of mine I re read. Changed my life fr

The tantric sex in Bewitched (that one was really cute) and the final scene I wrote while I was in the plane!

The climax of How can I decide what’s right… (I love Gothic architecture and repression so it was very fun to write. Also, they both cry in this one. Doesn’t matter if it’s for different reasons or at different moments. Gojo getting folded like a pretzel is always good. Geto licking blood from his body is even better)

Thank you for your sacrifice

[beawritingbooks]

Hazbin Hotel Headcanon:

This is gonna be a long walk, so stay with me.

Okay, so, it's biblically canon that Lilith left Adam because the dude was really bad in bed. Hazbin Hotel canon seems to follow that narrative, as well.

And, if you want evidence that he's bad in bed, I present you with Exhibit A:

No man who is actually good in bed would say such a thing. Also, the way he talks to and about women...

And, if you do like it...well, that's your business and I'm not judging you. To each their own. But, I digress.

Back to the point, Lucifer even alludes to the fact that he has had sex with BOTH of Adam's wives.

My evidence:

How Lucifer won over Lilith:

How Lucifer won over Eve:

Now, I headcanon that Lilith, Eve, & Lucifer had a threesome type of deal going on.

Lilith does NOT seem traditional, & I don't know much about Eve from the show other than that she was definitely into sleeping with that little duck obsessed sexpot (aka Lucifer).

And why wouldn't they be into Lucifer?

Adam's first wife left him for how selfish he was in bed, Adam probably wasn't any better with Eve, and we know from certain hand/mouth gestures that Lucifer is a GIVER.

Maybe Lucifer was cast out of heaven because he taught the first two women that orgasms weren't just achieved alone, but they could happen with a partner, as well.

All of this has got me thinking:

--Either God kept purposefully making women that he knew Lucifer would be attracted to. Why? Idk, maybe to mess with Lucifer & Adam.

--Or, because of Adam's hubris & general blasphemous belief that people exist because of Adam & not because of God's own will, God made it so that every single woman Adam married would be attracted to Lucifer and Lucifer would be attracted to all of Adam's wives.

--Or, at some point, Adam made Lucifer so angry that Lucifer's type just became Adam's Wife.

Either way...

Which brings me to my main headcanon that if it is revealed that Lute & Adam were secretly married prior to Adam's death, then Lucifer & Lute might become attracted to one another.

Now, I don't ship Lute & Lucifer. I just think it'd make Adam mad, and that would make me laugh.

Scenario:

Lucifer: Wait...Adam got married for a third time before Niffty killed him???

Vaggie: Well, yeah, I thought it was pretty obvious that Adam & Lute were waaayyy closer than normal.

Lucifer: Huh...interesting...

Charlie: Dad, ew!

Lucifer: I didn't do anything!

Charlie: Also, Adam is a new soul in Hell, and he's at the hotel for redemption. Do NOT slow down his progress by antagonizing him like this.

Lucifer *innocently*: I have no idea what you're talking about, Char-Char.

Vaggie *clearly confused*: What's going on?

Lucifer *abruptly stands up*: Anyway, Daddy's got to go. He's got someone-oh, uh- I mean, somehwhere to do-be! He's got somewhere to be!

~Lucifer Skedaddles~

Vaggie *still cofused*: What was that about?

Charlie *embarassed*: Well...my dad has a type...

~After Explanation~

Vaggie: Oh. My. God.

Charlie *head in her hands*: It's so gross and weird!

Vaggie: Yeah, well, at least there's no way Lute will be in to him, too.

Charlie *sighing sadly*: I can only hope you're right. For whatever reason, Adam's wives find my dad as irresistible as he finds them.

Vaggie: Ew.

Charlie: Ew is right. Ew. Is. Right.

~Meanwhile, Somewhere in Heaven, Lute is talking to Lilith & Eve~

Lute: I hate Lucifer, and I hate you both, too!

Lilith & Eve: We know.

Lute: He's so stupid, and he's so obsessed with ducks, and he's so ancient. I mean, how old is he? Like, he's probably older than space and time, or something equally as lame. He's so old he probably even keeps bees or something.

Liith & Eve: MmmHmmm

Lute: I mean, he definitely looks like he's bee keeping age.

Lilith & Eve: *smugly know what's going on*

Lute *horrified*: Oh, no, I want to fuck Lucifer.

Lilith: No shit.

Eve: Welcome to the club!

This is Lilith, Eve, & Lute:

If any of you read the whole thing, thanks, and I hope you have a good one!

[princess-of-the-corner]

I *should* mention that despite her boudoir appearance Marika is also a God. *The* god of the Lands Between. One part Jesus, one part Lilith(interesting Lilith, not edgy anti-Christian fandom Liith).

While she has a mother icon/bounty/prosperity vibe she also built her kingdom on the corpses of her rivals and is quite capable of swinging her smithing hammer to obliterate uppity mortals.

Good for her.

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Fanfic idea:

Camilla has a high school reunion and it's freaking out. Of course Luz, Vee, the kids that aren't just hers but are totaly partialy hers and their parents (who became Camilla's friends as well) all decide to help.

Thing is there is no high school reunion on the Boiling Isles cue to the Hagsquad deciding to create one and invite Camilla so she can pratice. It's completely based on a mix of Luz over enthusiastic movie-based ideas of what a school reunion is and Camilla freaking out anxiety visions of how it will be and not really close to reality. It's also very very chaotic.

---

Lilith: Okay, according to Camila now we choose someone, point out their failures, give them very little time to defend themselfs and later we choose a loser and send them to the ball pit of shame.

Eda: Fun. I'll start: Lili, your best friend is Hooty.

Lilith: That's not a failure! Hootifer is great!

Perry: No offense... but what even is that thing?

Eda: I think is for the best we don't know.

Liith: A FRIEND!

[a small discussion about Hooty later]

Darius: I think deep down we all know that Alador should be the one on the ball pit of shame.

Lilith: Well that's a bit rude.

Raine: I could easilly submit anyone here! *stops* Except Eda, she did a really good job.

Eda: Oh thanks, Rainstorm. I also could insult everyone here except for Raine, they are clearly doing great.

Darius: That's not the point, love birds, I'm sure you two could be really insulting if you wanted. But in the end Alador deserves it more.

Eda: He did marry Odalia.

Alador: Can I take a snack to the ball pit?

Lilith: Uh... I did not ask Camilla for the ball pit rules...

Eda: Ah, who cares? Take your snack.

Lilith: The balls could be hungry! And evil!

Darius: I vote we drop Alador there with the snack and find out. If anything happens we can take him out before the ball pit kills him.

Perry: My son says that humans put their babies into this stuff so it can't be that bad.

Raine: Wait. I'm pentagraming Luz... She said that as long as we don't pee in there is fine.

Alador: Uh... so how long am I supposed to be on this ball pit of shame?

Lilith: According to Camilla until you start loving yourself again.

Alador: Oh. I'll totaly need to pee before that!

Lilith: We can always just let you there until we finish the first ten minutes lunch break were we look at each other akwardly until we find some rebel act that will rekindle our bonds.

[oppressionpoolwitch]

ontop of the liith theory i think the reason Alastor hates lucifer is because he takes away the attention from him. and perhaps makes him feel inferior compared to a literal king of hell. Alastor likes to be the person with power in a room. def threatening!

[simpingcorner]

Daughter of the Shadows

Word Count: ~1.3k Warnings: mild violence (stabbing, mentions of gunshots, physical fighting), blood, alcohol, gambling,mention of human tr*****, Pekka Rollins,not proofread, let me know if I forgot something. 

Author's Note: First chapter to my Grishaverse fanfic. A reminder this is insipred by my SoC DR so it’ll follow both the books and the show plotlines, there will be changes to the canon characters and their storylines, it’s also a Kaz Brekker x OC. | English isn’t my first language so please bear with me and tell me if there’s something wrong. I hope you like it.

all rights to leigh bardugo, i only owny liith and her backstory (other ocs will be introduced later)

Read part 2 here - Ch.3 - Ch. 4 - Ch. 5 - Ch. 6

CHAPTER 1

LILITH

The starless night sky, the waves breaking on the rocks, the muffled sounds coming from the city, the briny autumn air surrounded her, it happened before she could even think of enjoying the moment a voice broke the night silence, the girl jumped to her feet, knives drawn, eyes locked on the darkness in front of her as her legs moved independently, silent movements, invisible to the inexperienced eyes allowed her to move closer to the noise source, as she’d expected a crowd had formed on the pier of the fourth harbour. Their guns reflected the dim street lamps’ light, red rubies shone under the moonlight, “This wasn’t the deal.” said a merchant’s voice, “The deal was you’d bring me fresh meat and I’d set you free.” Pekka Rollins’ hoarse voice echoed in her ears, she watched and studied the scene in front of her, hidden by the shadows, disgusted at the ideas of even more lives ruined by Pekka Rollins.

The smell of blood came before she could even realize what was going on, the pier’s shadows hid her making her even more dangerous than in the daylight, her knives handles now an extension to her hands, her leather gloves blood stained, her legs silents and fast followed a now too familiar pattern, the men surrounded her, guns at her head ready to fire, the girl’s eyes studied the scene as in a book, reviewing every possible outcome, she was surrounded, the men much bigger than her, she gripped the handles of her knives, the material seemed to heat up under the pressure, the lights of the street lamps trembled ready to go out at any given moment, the salty air now corrupted by the smell of blood and gunpowder. “I don’t want to kill you Mrak.” Said the merchant stopping in front of the brunette, a grin forming on his face studying her. “I wish I could say the same.” The girl replied wiping blood from her cheek with the back of her hand, her eyes full of anger, hatred, revenge, but her face was impassive, the scar on her righ cheek illuminated by the lamp post, her lips and jaw tight, her feet and hands ready to attack or defend, the faded tattoo of Emerald Palace was still too visible on her left forearm. “I thought you’d be happy to hear another slaver dead.” The man continued staring at her, “Wasn’t it one of them who brought you here? Who ruined your life?” the brunette knew if she’d attacked the rest of the Dime Lions would open fire to save their leader, “My life was over before I even got to Ketterdam.” she said closing her fists and inhaling before attacking, their moves were draw in her brain like the project of a house on paper, predictable and obvious, during each fight the Dime Lions’d forgot they had guns in their hands, finding themselves fighting hand to hand with their rivals.

The girl’s eyes became watery, a sudden burning sensation invaded her right forearm, the gray sleeve darkened, soaked in blood, but before she could assimilate what happened, the dagger disappeared from her hand finding a new home in the skull of one of the men surrounding her, some had fled, others were on the ground gasping for air or passed out. Her eyes found Pekka Rollins’, her face covered in blood, her left hand gripping her right arm, “Next time I won’t let you free.” said the man turning on his heels and disappearing into the shadows of the pier, the girl inhaled trying not to think about the pain in her arm, the burning had given way to cold and numbness, the brunette put her knives back in their places before walking back towards the Barrel.

Ketterdam was the place to go if you wanted to disappear, a city run by criminals, thieves, crooks, murderers; a city where authorities were nearly as corrupted, if not more, than the citizens; tourists from all over the world came to live without rules, to enjoy the freedom of a city without laws, to distract themselves from the problems of their daily lives, with their money, clean clothes, hot food on the table, a roof over their heads, a warm comfortable bed to sleep in after a tiring day, hot water always at the ready for a relaxing bath; the more fortunate citizens, the merchants, the Council members, the owners of the most famous clubs in the city lived in safe, warm, private houses; all the others, on the contrary, lived from day to day, hoping and praying to the Saints that they’d have enough to be able to afford a common room, a hot meal, or to be able to repay their debts.

The smell of the Barrel invaded her nostrils as she went from roof to roof trying not to be seen, the window to his office was open, a sign that he was waiting for Inej, the girl knew she shoulnd’t have gone in but with her arm injured she wouldn’t be able to open her bedroom window, and entering the front door was out the question. She climbed over to the window and nimbly entered the room, the inexperienced ear would never notice the air shift caused by the girl, but Kaz Brekker wasn’t inexperienced, not when it came to his investments. “I will not do business with a criminal.” The unknown voice filled the room, forcing her to hide in the shadows, her steps were silent, her breath inaudible, “You will find no honest man in Ketterdam.” Kaz replied before dismissing the man and closing the door behind him, “You can come out.” he simply said going back to studying the papers on the desk, the girl headed to the door, her arm hidden behind her back, her face covered in blood, her steps trembling but still too silent and proud, she barely got to reach the doorknob that his cane stopped her, the girl’s eyes fixed on the door, her hand firm on the doorknob, “What do you have for me?” the boy said as he sat down at his desk, the cane resting on his knee in of him staring at her, the crow’s eyes on the handle seemed to study her. “Pekka Rollins has bought other kids.” The boy’s face was stern, unreadable, fixed on the brunette in front of him, “He killed the slaver at Fourth Harbour.” the girl explained. “Okay.” His voice was hollow, the voice of someone who had decided to turn off their emotions, the same voice used by the girl.

The cut on her forearm was less serious than she had imagined, the help of a healer would have fastened the recovery but she didn’t have the money nor the time to find one, she tightened the bandage on the wound and left her room heading towards the bar counter, “Lilith, came to bring me luck?” Jesper’s cheery voice woke her up from the trance she was in, the Zemeni boy motioned for her to sit next to him at the poker table.

The Crow Club was full of tourists and non, whoever was in the Barrel and wanted to tempt fate was there, the girl noticed Rotty and Specht busy gambling away the last few coins they had left, Big Bolliger greeted her from the door before kicking out yet another cheater, Anika stared at her from the counter, while Jesper looked at her with a smile, letting her slip in next to him. “SO how much did you lose?” The girl asked as she sat down and studied the table, “Your lack of confidence hurts me Lilith.” said Jesper betting the rest of his Kruge on the upcoming hand, “Just saying if you don’t pay your debts, Per Haskell won’t kick out only you, and I really like my room.” explained the girl pulling out her daggers and cleaning them, she could feel his gaze on her, he was studying her, the bandage on her harm, a bandage that wasn’t there just a few minutes before, but as soon as she looked up he was gone, the office door closed at the top of the stairs.

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

💋 Liith comes over, but from behind Jack is glaring at him :>

SEND “💋” AND MY MUSE WILL SAY HOW SMOOCHABLE YOUR MUSE IS FROM 1-10 // @redlips-blooddrops-deux

Butch seems to completely ignore Jack’s presence on purpose, going so far as to pull the Madame closer before dipping her tall form downwards so he can plant a smooch on her lips. It’s an abrupt gesture but it’s necessary in determining how smoochable Lilith was!

When he releases her, he’s wearing a smirk, red lipstick smearing his lips from the kiss.

Butch is fully prepared for the thwacking Jack has for him. Worth it.

[nebulaecollective]

🌌Collective intro🌌

Hello, we are the Nebulae Collective. We are a collection of 3 systems in one body (aka subsystems). We consider ourselves a C-DID system although we are not 100% on that label. We are white, queer, trans, physically and mentally disabled. We live in Australia! We collectively go by they/them. We have a total of 20+ alters, some of which will not be posting. We are anti endogenic. We respectfully ask endos/mixed origins/etc to not interact with us, if you do it will earn you an immediate block. Pro-endo OSDDID systems are on thin ice, but go ahead, as long as you are respectful. We support Palestine 🍉🍉🍉.

🌌Nebulae Sys🌌

The Nebulae system is the primary system. Four of our most frequent fronters are:

Void-they/aer-🌒

Looks to the Moon-xey/xyr-🔴

Life-they/them-👁️‍🗨️

Jake-he/him-🎮

👁️Avatar Cluster👁️

The Avatar Cluster is a system within a system. This cluster is also considered by us as a tertiary system. So far only the host fronts reliably.

Liithe-Gu -he/they-🐺

🪽Destiny System🪽

The Destiny system is the secondary system and is a system type we coined, known as a lateral system, more info below the cut. They are a system made up of Wings Of Fire fictives. Four most frequent fronters:

Darkstalker-he/him-✨

Moonwatcher-she/they-🌕

Qibli-he/him-🏜️

Winter-he/him-❄️

Edit 12/10/24: What is a “lateral” system? What is a primary, or secondary system?

Initially, we were going to use parallel system at the recommendation of our HC-DID system friend to describe our strange system structure. We discovered that the term “parallel system” was already in use by endogenics. So, a quick look at a thesaurus gave us what we needed.

A lateral system is a system is a system that is uncontactable by other systems within the collective body. Be it their uncontactability is related to RAMCOA, or something else entirely. Is it scientifically possible? I dunno! Do I experience it? Yep. (I’m fully willing to accept that I may be wrong in this instance).

We’ve also begun organising our systems into three hierarchies. Primary, secondary and tertiary. Primary systems are generally the most complex systems in the collective, they will likely have many layers, subsystems, subgroups, and perhaps even structures that may not have a name. They are also the most active systems in the collective. A collective may have multiple primary systems (see note 1), with one being the “main system” or there may be no main system, and instead just a shitload of primaries.

Secondary systems are still somewhat complex, but may be more comparable to a “regular” DID system, they may have layers, and subsystems, but won’t reach the complexity of any primary systems. Secondary systems are also less active than primaries, but more active than tertiaries.

It’s important to note now, that complexity is relative. I’m basing this classification on my own personal experiences of hierarchy within my collective. If you want to use this method, feel free to adjust any “rules” you might need to.

A tertiary system is a system that might be more comparable to an OSDD-1 or P-DID system. Low/no amnesia within the system, only one alter fronts at all, little variation between alters. They will likely not be too active when it comes to collective fronting.

Some notes:

1. There is no limit to the number of primary, secondary and tertiary systems a collective might have. Classifying a structure into either primary, secondary or tertiary is simply based on two things, the relative complexity of the structure, and the relative activity. High complexity, High activity, = primary. Medium complexity, medium activity, = secondary. Low complexity, low activity = tertiary. Once again however, this is just a guide. If you find that a structure does not conform to this expectation, you are free to change the rules however you wish.

2. Systems do not need to be “fully separated” from a primary system, in order to be considered a secondary or tertiary system. In the same vein, primaries also do not need to be seperate from each other. This does mean that subsystems can be classified as primaries, secondaries or tertiaries. This means that you do not have to have a complex system structure in order to use these terms, although it likely won’t be too useful in OSDD-1/P-DID systems. However, if your system structure lacks subsystems, you might find it useful to instead use these terms in describing layers or subgroups.

So, with the information, my system has allowed be publicly available, here are our classifications.

Nebulae System (high activity, high complexity) = primary

Destiny System (medium activity, medium complexity) = secondary

Avatar Cluster (low activity, low complexity) = tertiary

If you managed to get through all that, congrats. I may flesh this out into an actual post and provide further examples. I’d also like to talk about my collective’s naming scheme but I’ll save it.

[xxisxxisxxis]

Preview: GD Vol. II | Part Five

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I see the look on his face as soon as the door opens, Eddie’s hair wild from what I’m assuming was a nap before I interrupted it, until he opens the door a little wider to reveal his guitar. 

He looked at me as if he was witnessing a car accident and couldn’t look away. My hair was completely unkept, I had dried baby vomit on my already stained t-shirt, I was still in pajama shorts and my bedroom slippers and my eyes were nearly swollen shut from crying.

Crying over a screaming baby, crying over feeling alone, and crying because my husband had apparently contacted his mistress and didn’t tell me about it.

I probably looked like a Martian compared to how he’d been used to seeing me before going out with Valerie, or at events.

I could see the temptation to shut the door in my face, but he wasn’t that kind of guy.

“Viv?” He asks me, glancing around outside before adding, “Umm, Val’s not home. Were you supposed to hangout or…?”

“No, no – I just…I wanted to talk to you, actually…um…” It’s awkward as I wait for him to invite me inside, but then remember maybe it’s best that we talk out here to avoid anybody getting the wrong idea. 

“Oh, okay.” He closes the door a second to go put his instrument down before he’s back out in his t-shirt and jeans, sitting down on one of the little cream-colored wicker chairs on the porch.

I opt to stay standing to keep some distance between us – again, voiding any prying eyes of making it into something it’s not – and cross my arms nervously while he obviously waits for me to tell him what it is I wanted to talk about. 

“Valerie told me what happened with you two, you know.” I confess it, and he looks as if he knows this, raising his brows slightly as I continue, “And she told me she cheated first.” 

“Yeah.” It looks uncomfortable coming from him, perhaps a blatant indication that I’m crossing a line, but knowing him, if I were crossing a line, he’d let me know rather quickly. 

“Do you think she loved him more than she loved you?” It’s the only thing that can come to my mind, only because that’s the question that torments me more and more despite Nikki’s affair being further and further into the past. 

Immediately, he shakes his head. 

“No, I don’t. I think…” He takes a moment to really gather his words, chewing at the inside of his lips before explaining, “...I think I was getting more and more busy, and kinda got absent…and she felt alone. He was there, and she liked that.” 

He was there, and she liked that, I repeat it in my head, secretly understanding that notion completely being I myself have felt that same feeling.

“What if you found out she recently contacted him to have some closure for the relationship? What would you do?”

“Has she?” His face twists.

“No, no, she hasn’t. But, just theoretically, what if she did?” 

“I wouldn’t like it but…closure exists as a way of indefinitely closing a chapter, right?” He asks softly, scratching at the back of his elbow.

“Yeah.”

He gives a shrug and a breath out and says, “Then why get angry or hurt she’s officially being rid of it?” 

It’s clear now that he knows a little bit of what’s going on, or why I’m here asking him very personal questions, because he then asks, “If he loved her, he would’ve left you for her.” 

“If he loved me he wouldn’t have gone to her in the first place.” It slips from me.

“I thought that, too, at first. Then, I fucked up, too.” He mumbles. “And I know I damn sure love her, but I still did it. Some things just aren’t black and white. You gotta know that by now.” He points out with a small smirk, his signature grin that pulls a smile of my own. “Did you love him?”

It’s asked as I’m about to thank him for his time and bid him “goodbye,” and I’m taken back by it.

It’s not prying or nosy — he legitimately looks curious. He let me overstep, so I suppose I can let him, now, too.

“I still do.” I admit it to him out loud, the only one I’ve really admitted it to. “But I love Nikki more.” 

[thequeenofsarcaasm]

Chapter 13 of LIITH

I think it’s my favourite one. Got emotional writing it. Maybe because there’s only one chapter left to post.

Summary

After getting kicked out of his home for being queer, Suguru comes across his childhood sweetheart in a strange gay bar that is owned by his new “family”: a bunch of queer social rejects who were taken in by Yuki, an eccentric matriarch. He finds a new home (and his lost love) there.

Extract

“So. Do you like me?” Satoru asks. His face is way too close and there’s something on it. Crumbs maybe. He smells nice though. He always does.

“What are you talking about?” Suguru asks.

“I told you I liked you,” Satoru repeats. He’s grinning now.

Oh. Right. That same game.

“We only went out once. This is all so sudden,” Suguru says, with a hand on his chest to pretend he’s obfuscated. That’s what a proper lady would say.

“Oh so you want to be courted,” Satoru concludes. “You like roses right?” he asks.

“Oh. Satoru,” Suguru laughs. He leans over to kiss his forehead. “I had fun today. Thank you,” he says but when he tries to leave, Satoru grabs his wrist to keep him in place.

“Can I kiss you?” he pleads. “I really want to kiss you.”

Suguru can swear his heart skipped a beat. “Stop,” he laughs to hide how embarrassed he feels but there’s no use. Satoru feeds on embarrassment.

“You’re so pretty when you blush,” he gasps, staring intensely at his flustered best friend who can’t stop giggling like a lovesick idiot. “Don’t laugh. I’m serious. I want to be your boyfriend,” Satoru says and once again Suguru can swear his heart stopped beating.

“Would we still be friends if we dated?” he asks softly.

“Of course.” Satoru nods. “People date their best friends all the time,” he says.

“Then I’ll think about it.”

Maybe it’s not really a game. Maybe it’s never been a game. Not to Suguru, at least.

[reliquiicis-a]

You are literally my sunshine and your muses are delightful~! You have such a good understanding of what makes them tick and have a great variety which is super amazing when you think about it! YOU ARE A BABE AND YOU WILL LET ME LOVE YOU DAMMIT!!

beep beep ! hows my portrayal ?

ooc — but-but-but... you are a literal ray of sunshine and i love you and your muses. i literally just wing everything so i'm glad you think i understand them. XD but, also you're the babe. i mean look at that icon!! ;) but you can still love me whenever you want because i'm gonna love on you and your muses (and liith's, too because you are my twins!!) @tangledfate and tagging @defiedfate because they were mentioned.