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Who Wants to Kiss You Under the Mistletoe? âď¸đ
Hello beautiful people! Itâs been a long time since weâve gathered together. But I am back and better, coming to you all with a collab with the beautiful @icanseethefuture333! I hope you all enjoy and have a wonderful and safe holiday season. Without further ado, please select the Destinyâs Child/BeyoncĂŠ Christmas photo that resonates with you to find out who wants to kiss you under the mistletoe :)
Pile One: You have someone from the past missing you, Pile One. I get this energy of a regretful lover who wishes to start over with you. They regret not paying as much attention to you as they should have when they were in your life. They would like to make it right. Someone here is a nursing student or could be working as a medical assistant. This plays a part into why things did not work out; busy schedules can lead to resentment down the line. I heard âyou got it all wrong, dearâ as I was channeling messages. It feels like you could have misconstrued this personâs intentions as childish when they werenât. Youâre tired of the games, but there werenât any played to begin with. They just couldnât multitask and decided to let you go. Practice patience, kindness and compassion with your next lover. They will need it. But just for future reference, keep your love connections light and upbeat. It will save your heart from serious damage.
Tarot Cards Used: The Emperor, Wheel of Fortune, Princess of Wands, 2 of Wands.
Oracle Cards Used:
Express Your Love - Go ahead and make the romantic gesture.
Flirt - Extend your lighthearted energy to others.
Stay Optimistic About Your Love Life - Positive thinking and faith will bring you romance.
extras: baked bread. finished clinicals. America. Philippines. feeling drained. Looking for partnership.
Bonus Songs: Hold Tight by Justin Bieber. Let it Go by Elsa. Pick up the phone by travis scott, young thug and migos.
Pile Two: You know exactly who this person is! You and this person have similar music tastes, probably are both into niche artists or deep cuts of popular artists. This person likes to send you cute subliminals on social media, such as posting a song dedicated to you using the note feature on Instagram. This person is very aggressive in their approach. You keep resisting this connection, but you shouldnât! Is this person not your type? Are you scared because they have children? Are you an ashamed single parent? Are you a bored college student that needs excitement in your life? Well, just know that this is your person, and you can ask for all the signs in the world but this will end up being your lover. It is possible that you two could be in a long distance situation, however, this is not stopping your person from showing up as their best selves. If given the chance to kiss them under the mistletoe, just do it! What the hell? What could go wrong?
Tarot Cards Used: Queen of Swords, The Hanged Man, King of Wands, King of Cups.
Oracle Cards Used:
Keep an Open Mind - Your soul mate may differ from your usual type and expectations.
Children - Your love life is being affected by children.
This Could Be the One: Youâve already met the romantic partner you seek.
extras: joy. georgia. SJW. emeli sande. letting it unfold. global peace prize. traumatic past.
Bonus Songs: My Love by Justin Timberlake. Feeling Myself by Beyonce. Let Me Love You by Mario.
Pile Three: Pile Three, your person hasnât been shy about their advances at all. This is someone who finds themself to be incredibly attractive. They could be big on partying. Theyâre kind of intimidating (to you). But thereâs no need to be scared, love. Get out of your head and get in the field. You are not out of this personâs league. Youâre simply a human being with feelings that need to be expressed. Trust, the feeling is mutual. When this eventually happens, you two could be planning on watching a movie and there will be tension between the two of you. Itâs also possible that this kiss could happen in front of other people. I saw a bowl of popcorn in my third eye. This could lead to other acts, if you catch my drift. Youâre a hard worker, but you deserve to experience love. There is nothing wrong with taking a break and just allowing yourself to bask in the presence of someone who makes you feel free! This person does not care about your baggage, they only care about spending time with you. So go with the flow, you control freak!
Tarot Cards Used: Strength, The Hierophant, Queen of Wands, 4 of Wands.
Oracle Cards Used:
Finances and Career - Financial issues are a factor in your love life right now.
Very Soon - Clearly decide what you want so that it comes to you now!
You Deserve Love - You are lovable!
extras: sunburnt. 11th house placements. drinking. raybans. âbeauty is in the eye of the beholderâ
Bonus Songs: Out of My League by Fitz and the Tantrums. First Position by Kehlani.
Pile Four: As I was shuffling, I heard the word, âobservantâ. This person could be watching you from a distance. There is a strong connection to the Atlanta area here. You or this person could be from there. You could be visiting and vice versa. There is something about this person that brings out the girly teengirl in you, lol. This person makes you feel really giggly. This person has beautiful eyes that captivate you. They have a detached, suave demeanor to them. It seems as though theyâre not real. They seem to have a level of stability in your life that you do not have, and this draws you to them. They seem to be the âperfect packageâ for you. As for whether or not you should kiss them, you should wait. There should be some type of buildup between the two of you. There will be some type of waiting period, of which you will endure. There could be some type of interruption (maybe a couple honestly), but the kiss will be worth it.
Tarot Cards Used: 9 of Discs. King of Cups. 8 of Cups. The Hierophant.
Oracle Cards Used:
Playfulness - To recapture romance, allow your inner youthful spirit of fun to shine!
Healing Family Issues - Your love life benefits as you forgive your parents.
Attraction - You attract romantic love by enjoying this moment fully.
extras: traveling to/from atlanta. itâs the journey. children of the corn (1984). the perfect holiday (2007). jayson tatum.
Bonus Songs: Are You That Somebody by Aaliyah. Haters by OMG Girlz. Crush by Mulatto. Check it Out by william. Fantasy by Mariah Carey. Goosebumps by Travis Scott.
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random lost boys headcanons that i constantly think about!!
pairing(s): none!
warning(s): mentions of weed, religion, paul being a dirty little shit when it comes down to magazines
(hereâs some random headcanons no one asked for but i literally think about these all the time and canât get them out of my head. and yes, i know some bands and music artists mentioned in this were in their prime after the lost boys was set. but fuck it thereâs no need to put dates on things when itâs all just for the sake of fictional writing. ALSO BONUS POINTS TO ANYONE WHO GETS THE OG BRANDON ROGERS REFERENCE IN THIS)
gifs not mine!! (if you know the original owner please tag them!!)
DAVID
⢠This man smokes like ten packs of cigarettes per day.
Think of a mukbang video but instead itâs just David smoking a shit ton of cigarettes packs.
Max has came to the conclusion that if David were not a vampire, he would in fact be a cancer patient.
⢠Him bullying someone is just his poor attempts at flirting.
⢠Makes multiple attempts at destroying Christmas decorations in every store he goes to during winter. When an employee looks in his direction upon hearing the crashing sound of tree baubles, he stares at them with that icy glare, looking personally offended that the employee is giving him the âDid you just do that..â look.
Heâs a dumb shit that couldnât care less what anyone else sees him doing. The employee could literally catch him smacking a glittery bauble off their mini Christmas tree with the back of his hand and heâll glance over at them, blinking repeatedly.
âIt was an accident.â
Heâll even turn to his mind control, allowing the employee to believe it was either Paul or Marko. It usually ends up being Marko, and heâs standing there biting the cuff of his jacket whilst getting the shittiest lecture from the store manager. Turns out poor Marko actually loves the placeâs Christmas decorations.. despite being a bloodsucker that should resent anything to do with Christ. He just likes sparkly things.. âšď¸
⢠David is so blunt to anyone who calls him self centred. He ainât phased in the slightest bit by it. Markoâs said it on multiple occasions after an argument broke out between them all in the cave, and everyone was throwing digs. But the boys know Davidâs the most brutally honest being theyâve ever encountered.
âWho else am I supposed to be centred on?â
⢠Heâs always dreamed of owning a black cat named Salem, but he knows the cat either wonât take to him being a vampire or the boys might accidentally forget itâs around and do something stupid.
(He really just wants one to sit on his lap whilst heâs in his wheelchair acting like Don fucking Corleone)
⢠Went through an identity crisis and forced himself to try and look like Billy Idol for a week. (That week turned into years)
⢠Dwayneâs still trying to convince him that bleaching his hair was a bad decision after a clump of it FELL OUT.
⢠If thereâs ever a child crying on the boardwalk, Davidâs usually the reason theyâre crying.
PAUL
⢠Is always the âCâmon everybody!!â person at the function. Yet when he runs off excitedly, no one follows.
⢠Never knows what to do in a chaotic situation because heâs that used to BEING the chaos.
⢠Cannot sit still for shit. He has to be fiddling with something or bouncing around the place like the madman he is.
⢠Paulâs a ride or die MĂśtley CrĂźe fan. Heâs even lured some chicks on the boardwalk by playing MĂśtley on his boombox for them, feeding afterwards of course. (Heâs the sneakiest little shit youâll ever meet)
If he ever met a girl whom he fell for and eventually turned, his ideal date idea would be going on his motorcycle in the moonlit night and blasting âKickstart My Heartâ with his new partner riding along with him. Heâs dreamt of it for years.
(Markoâs bound to third wheel though duh)
⢠Heâs also got a thing for Alice In Chains, and heâs spent many drunk nights screaming the lyrics to âBleed The Freakâ outside the cave whilst meanwhile inside the boys sit in silence and are forced to listen to him.
⢠Paul barely sees girls with lip piercings but when he does holy fuck.
Just any kind of person who can pull off facial piercings is magical to him. Whether it be a few or a lot, heâs mesmerised by whatever kind of metal is in your face.
⢠Says âPspsps..â to every kitty he sees on the boardwalk then screams the biggest âFUCK YOU!â if he witnesses the cat either pad over to someone else or look at him and run away.
⢠Heâs always got a fucking rootbeer in his hand when heâs in the cave with the boys. Aside from blood, him and Marko live off of rootbeer. Ice. Cold. Rootbeer.
⢠Cherry Pie by Warrant is this manâs national anthem.
⢠Continuously has to find new weed dealers because if he has a bad argument with one of the boys, theyâll purposely hunt down his current dealer and drain every drop of blood from their body. This causes Paul to go apeshit because when heâs not out looking for prey or pissing people off on the boardwalk, you can bet his ass is in the cave stoned.
⢠On the topic of his severe weed habit, heâs not much of an edibles guy. Heâd rather be sat on his ass smoking the fattest joint of his immortal existence and enjoying every minute of it. Heâs occasionally gotten edibles for Marko, but Marko and gummies do not mix after the Frog Brothers started creeping around again.
⢠Has the biggest Playboy magazine stash that he hides underneath a pile of old denim and leather jackets in the cave. No one apart from Marko knows about them. Plus theyâve always been for.. special.. occasions..
Marko canât help himself though and starts singing âIn The Heat Of The Nightâ by Sandra when anyone innocently mentions magazines around Paul. This causes Paul to send his boot into Markoâs stomach whenever the boys are all assing around on the bridge, and heâs the first to fall.
ââŚ.. Iâm telling David about your WET DREAMSSSSS.â Marko usually screams before disappearing into the fog below.
⢠Him and Marko donât celebrate holidays unless itâs Halloween or Easter. They donât give a fuck about the religious part when it comes down to Easter though. And if they wanted to, they couldnât. Theyâre just there for the chocolate. They miss the taste of it. Paul will literally start fighting children during an Easter egg hunt on the boardwalk so he can get more for himself and Laddie.
(God help the children who push Laddie out of the way)
MARKO
⢠Goes into Claireâs Accessories and proceeds to tell the child whoâs about to get their ears pierced how bad it should hurt.
(Also steals drip for himself because hello yes he does indeed fw a Sanrio earring set)
⢠Heâs always the one whoâll make the most guttural moaning sounds if youâre on the phone to someone.
⢠Him and Paul are always found in the naughty section of Maxâs video store.
⢠Whenever a fight breaks out on the boardwalk (that isnât started by David or Paul for once) he doesnât know what the fuck to do so he just starts screaming.
⢠Whenever one of the boys is hurt or sick (yes vampires get sick), Markoâs always the one who tends to them. Heâs a massive over-thinker. David came down with something one time, and it was bad. Real bad. It was extremely rare, but it hit David like a freight train. Marko thought he walked in and found him in a state where heâd never wake up, so Max and the boys were left to deal with him bawling for the rest of the evening. Even David was confused when he awoke from his slumber.
⢠He has a bat plushie named Boris that Paul stole for him years ago. He gets caught chewing on the wings a lot but all in all he loves his Boris.
⢠Paul once traveled to LA and took him to one of those haunted house events for Halloween. They got kicked out and almost left their motorcycles because Marko starting punching multiple actors. It ended up in this big ass arguement because Paul swore for a moment he saw a glimpse of Markoâs fangs in the light and his eyes momentarily changed.
⢠The pigeons that flap around in the cave are like his pets. Heâs down for just chilling with them and petting them if they let him.
Marko lowkey loves animals.
⢠He likes embracing his golden, curly locks. Aside from his fashion sense, he thinks his curls are really what gives him his image. He isnât vain, but he does truly adore his little curls.
⢠Marko has such a soft spot for trad goths and their way of dressing. Whenever he sees one on the boardwalk, (which he hopes he will), heâs always fascinated by whatever outfit they have on. If they walk past him and the boys, he offers a shy smile. He wishes he could go start a conversation with them, but he thinks itâd be pretty dumb considering what his.. needs are. He doesnât wanna kill people he thinks are cool.
DWAYNE
⢠Has the og resting bitch face.
⢠He wishes he could just stay silent and wonders why itâs not enough to just show up somewhere and have giant eyes.
⢠Dwayne used to get so many random people come up to him on the boardwalk and tell him how good heâd suit a black or brown eyeliner.
Since that day Dwayne has never forgotten those people and he always wears eyeliner inside and outside the cave.
⢠Major black coffee addict despite not even needing it.
⢠Whenever the likes of Paul and Marko actually try to engage in activities whilst on the boardwalk, some female will waltz up to Dwayne. Their approach and characteristics through their energy will allow him to of course decide what his next move is, but if itâs some yappy person who clearly has a horrible energy, Dwayne can be just as blunt as David is.
âHow can I get to know you?â
âŚ
âI donât want to be known.â
And then heâll walk away.
⢠This man is dedicated to leopard print. DEDICATED. In his mind him and the boys are living in some lavish mansion in 70s LA with leopard print plush sofas, leopard print pillows, leopard print bed sheets, literally everything leopard print.
If he had free rein to design the places he wanted to, heâd be ecstatic. (Literally all he wants is to turn Maxâs house into a leopard print and cherry red museum.)
⢠When Dwayne actually smiles around people, itâs the sort of smile that can heal a thousand wounds. Like him coming out of his shell is the sweetest thing to witness.
⢠If the boys are off irritating the fuck out of people on the boardwalk instead of trying to find a good feed, Dwayne will occasionally sneak away and visit any sort of music store he can find. He could sit and yap to the people in there for days, and thatâs really where he feels the most comfy around strangers. He loves talking to others about bands and artists like Judas Priest, Type O Negative, Rob Zombie, Pantera, Sisters of Mercy, Monster Magnet and Rammstein.
⢠The film The Crow ended up having a really special place in Dwayneâs heart. He loves playing little bits and pieces on his guitar for Laddie from Graeme Revellâs music from the soundtrack.
HII! if you have any lost boys requests send them in!! as you can tell, i really enjoy writing for all of them!! (iâll write for honestly any lost boys character atp) <33
#the lost boys#the lost boys 1987#the lost boys headcanons#david the lost boys#paul the lost boys#marko the lost boys#dwayne the lost boys#kiefer sutherland#brooke mccarter#alex winter#billy wirth#headcanons#character headcanons#hcs#horror headcanons#writing#ghastlyfilters
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SONIC MOVIE 3 SPOILERS AND RANT BELOW :)
SOBBING. SOBBING. SOBBING. WATCHED IT YESTERDAY AND I WAS CRYING THE WHOLE MOVIE BECAUSE THEY USED IT. THEY USED LIVE AND LEARN. AND NOT JUST ONCE. A MOTIF. THEY GAVE SHADOW A LIVE AND LEARN MOTIF. I AM EXTREMELY INDESCRIBABLY HAPPY. LET'S FUCKING GO
PLUS: EGGMAN'S MOTIF!!! IT WAS HERE!! THEY USED IT!! AND IT WAS ORCHESTRAL. BEAUTIFUL.
SONIC'S ESCAPE FROM THE CITY PLAYED, TOO, BUT NOT AS CONSISTENTLY. BUT ALSO, WHOEVER WROTE IN HAVING SONIC SAY "FOLLOW ME" UH HUH. I SAW YOU. YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE AND I LOVED IT
I WANT THE DONUT LORD SWEATER. THAT NEEDS TO BE MERCH. I DONT CARE HOW MUCH IT IS. IF SOMEONE MAKES IT DM ME I WANT ONE THANK YOU
SPEAKING OF DONUT LORD. I KNEW THEY WOULDN'T KILL HIM OUTRIGHT BUT OH MY GOD WAS I CONFLICTED. BECAUSE ON ONE HAND, OH MY GOD. SHADOW JUST BROKE LIKE ALL OF TOM'S RIBS. NO PLEASE NO. BUT ON THE OTHER HAND... OH MY GOD. YES. THIS WILL BE PERFECT FOR SONIC AND SHADOW'S PARALLEL.
AGAIN, SPEAKING OF: PARALLELS, SPECIFICALLY THE TIME HOPS IN SHADOW'S MEMORIES OF MARIA. BRUTAL. CRIED THE WHOLE TIME. THAT RECORD PLAYER ONE REALLY GOT ME. GOD DAMN. PLUS, THE PARALLELS FROM TOM'S HEART TALK THE ENTIRE MOVIE AND ESPECIALLY THE MOON SCENE. CRYING. I KNEW IT THE WHOLE TIME BUT STILL. CRYING.
ALSO, OPEN YOUR HEART. SPEAK WITH YOUR HEART. WE'RE WINNING
DAMN: WHY DID EGGMAN GET TO SAY DAMN BUT NOT SHADOW
AND ALSO, NO FAKER! THERE WAS THE CONVO ABOUT WHY DO YOU LOOK LIKE ME, BUT NO FAKER :(( MAYBE NEXT TIME
I MIGHT BE REMEMBERING WRONG, IT MIGHTVE BEEN FROM THE KNUCKLES SERIES I WATCHED BEFORE, BUT OH MY GOD. THE WACHOWSKI KIDS' BEDS. KNUCKLES AND SONIC IN THEIR CARS ARE CUTE, BUT OH MY GOD TAILS AND HIS AIRPLANE.
OSSIE!! MORE OSSIE!! LOVE OSSIE. THANK YOU
CHAO GARDEN! AGENT STONE BEING A BADASS CONSISTENTLY. I LOVED AGENT STONE THIS WHOLE MOVIE. HE REALLY GOT A LOT OF DEVELOPMENT. LOVE HIM. ALSO A LITTLE SAD SONIC DIDN'T END UP WEARING A SPEED OR DARK CHAO MASK TO LOOK LIKE HIMSELF OR SHADOW, MISSED POTENTIAL :( STILL FUNNY
WALTERS' DEATH WAS UNEXPECTED TO ME NGL, JUST BECAUSE IT WAS SO ABRUPT. LIKE... OKAY. I GUESS. COOL. MAN'S DEAD.
THE MARIA BEING PULLED BY SHADOW ON SKATES. EVERYTHING MARIA. EVEN WITHOUT THE ILLNESS, THAT WAS THE PERFECT MARIA AND SHADOW DUO. YES
TBH, I LIKED THE GERALD AND IVO DUO. IT WAS SILLY. THEY WERE THE COMEDY IN AN OTHERWISE VERY HEAVY MOVIE STILL SOMEWHAT AIMED AT KIDS. SOME THINGS HAD ME LAUGHING BECAUSE IT WAS SO WRONG, LIKE THE SPANKING AND HOW GERALD JUST GOT ZAPPED LIKE A FLY IN AN ELECTRIC SWATTER. ALSO, EASY TO EXPLAIN GERALD'S AGE, HE KEPT LICKING SHADOW'S QUILL, WHICH IS LIKELY WHAT KEPT HIM ALIVE SO LONG. SO YEAH. I DIDNT THINK IT WAS BAD, MAYBE A LITTLE WEIRD, BUT THATS THE ROBOTNIK FAMILY'S THING
SHADOW'S "BOO." ENOUGH SAID
DID SHADOW REALLY HAVE TO SLAM SONIC'S FACE INTO THE GLASS LIKE THAT LMAO
ALSO SHADOW KICKED TAILS!!! THE STREAK CONTINUES
IT IS NOT LOST ON ME THAT SONIC'S POV BEGINS AT HIS B-EARTH-DAY PARTY. FUN REFERENCE TO GENERATIONS
LIVE AND LEARN. STILL HAPPY. JUST WANTED TO SAY IT AGAIN. THE WHOLE DOUBLE SUPER SCENE AND THEIR OWN FIGHT AND THE FIGHT AGAINST THE BOTS. EVERYTHING. PERFECTION. SOBBED. THE SUN RISE AND LOVE STILL EXISTING EVEN AFTER THE SOURCE IS GONE LIKE THE LIGHT. STILL SOBBING
THE WAY THEY HAD ROBOTNIK LEFT ON THE STATION LEAVES ME TO BELIEVE THEY LEFT IT OPEN ENDED ON IF HE LIVED SO THAT JIM CARREY HAD THE OPTION TO COME BACK, AND THATS FINE BY ME :)
PISSED ON THE MOON AND THE BROADCAST?? AND IT WAS A BROADCAST FOR STONE SPECIFICALLY??? WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK
SHADOW'S INHIBITORS. YES. HIM FALLING TO EARTH, ALTHOUGH DIFFERENT FROM THE GAME. YES. YES. YES.
1ST POST CREDIT OF METAL SONIC AND THE MISS AMY ROSE. HELL YEAH. IM SO HYPED. METAL LOOKS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND AMY IS SO CUTE. WONDERING HOW THAT'LL LEAD INTO THE NEXT MOVIE THOUGH?? WHO KNOWS
2ND POST CREDIT WITH PARALLELS?? WITH SHADOW LANDING ON EARTH IN A FIELD ALL ALONE FOR A SECOND TIME, THIS TIME MAYBE AMNESIAC AND HAVING TO ADJUST TO EARTH AGAIN?? OH MY GOD?? I WAS SO HAPPY THEY DIDN'T END UP JUST KILLING HIM OFF, ALTHOUGH IT WOULDVE BEEN REALLY GOOD. IF HE HAD DIED THOUGH, HE PROBABLY WOULDVE GOTTEN A LAST WORD IN TO MARIA ANYWAY, BUT STILL GLAD HE'S IN IT TO WIN IT
PLUS SHADOW SPIN OFF SERIES!! AND NEXT MOVIE IN 2027. THANK YOU KEANU FOR MAKING OUR FIRST MOVIE DREAMS COME TRUE, THANK YOU SONIC MOVIE TEAM, THANK YOU ALL CAST
THIS WAS MY TED TALK THANK YOU FOR READING
#i think that was the big stuff#i NEED to go see it again#i got a sonic popcorn bucket :)#and the keychains and the poster#very happy#also are we just gonna ignore that gerald developed a black hole machine that LEVELED A GODDAMN MOUNTAIN#WHY DIDNT HE JUST USE THAT???#A BIGGER SCALE ONE??? INSTEAD OF GOING TO FUCKING SPACE TO SHOOT A LASER AND THEN IMPLODE THE SPACE STATION#LIKE WHAT#i love this movie#so much#thank you sonic movie team#sonic movie#sonic movie 3#sonic the hedgehog#shadow the hedgehog#knuckles the echidna#miles tails prower#dr eggman#gerald robotnik#maria robotnik#amy rose#metal sonic#sonic fandom#sonic movie 3 spoilers#sonic movie spoilers#tom wachowski#maddie wachowski#even though i didnt talk about her here i love her :D she is so boy mom and chaotic and i love her#agent stone
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You Go To See A Christmas Carol Part I
Going to see a Christmas Carol in the Human World with Diavolo and the brothers takes a turn when the brothers forget whatâs normal for them is not normal for everyone else.
You shuffled out from the middle seat of the packed car and hopped onto the icy pavement. You blew into your gloves to warm your face and looked around as the brothers climbed out of the cars around you.
Mammon: âSo, this is the fancy theatre place, huh?â
Satan: âItâs a performing arts center.â
Mammon: âThatâs the same damn thing!â
Lucifer: âQuiet! Weâre late enough as it is! I wonât have you all bickering in the parking lot and wasting more time. You should be thankful Diavolo even invited you to this play to begin with.â
Leviathan: âWhat is this play about again?â
MC: âItâs called A Christmas Carol.â
Belphegor: âUgh, we donât have to listen to carolers do we?â
Beelzebub: âItâll be okay Belphie.â
Belphegor: âNo it wonât. Remember what satan did last time?â
Satan: âI was being slandered, those kids had it coming!â
Lucifer: âThatâs enough! Letâs go! Start walking!â
MC: âYes, father.â
Belphegor: âPft!â
Lucifer: âWhat was that?â
MC: âI didnât say anything.â
Lucifer: âThatâs what I thought. Now does everyone have their human identities?â
Mammon: âUgh, not this again.â
Lucifer: âThis itâs important. Our names are well known up here, gathered all in one place like this it could scare someone.â
Belphegor: âThat sounds like fun.â
Lucifer: âIt wonât be when Michael hears about it. Now, tell me your names again.â
Mammon: âMatthewâŚboring ass nameââ
Asmodeus: âGuuuuuys! I can see my breath! Look!â
Asmodeus: âHuuuuuuuh.â
Mammon: âOh yeah! Neat!â
Lucifer: âStop that. Honestly, you arenât children.â
Lucifer ushered you to the growing lines as everyone excitedly waited to get through security and into the grand hall for the long-awaited performance.
Security Officer: âLines that way.â
Lucifer: âThank you.â
Satan: âWe have tickets already.â
Security Officer: âStill that way.â
Satan: âFine.â
MC: âExcuse me, weâre looking for a friend.â
Mammon: âWhy would he know Diavolo, thereâs like a million people here?â
MC: âHeâs a real eccentric guy, red hair?â
Security Officer: âYou mean that guy waving on the balcony?â
MC: âYeah, thatâs the one.â
Security Officer: âBeen there about three hours now.â
Lucifer: âHow many?â
Security Officer: âStaff was making a real big fuss about him too. You know him?â
MC: âYeah, he kidnapped me a while back.â
Security Officer: âExcuse me?â
MC: âSo the lines that way, yeah? Thanks.â
Security Officer: âKidnapped?â
You chose not to answer him and ran to catch up with the brothers whoâd quickly followed Lucifer lest they provoke his seasonally intense wrath.
Satan: âLucifer you donât need to call him you can see him from here just fine.â
Mammon: âI think heâs shoutinâ somethinâ?â
Leviathan: âHeâs sayingâŚuhâŚâ
Beelzebub: âIâŚcan⌠see⌠myâŚ. Breath.â
Lucifer: ââŚâ
Lucifer: *sigh*
Asmodeus: âIsnât it cool!!!â
Mammon: âYikes! My ears Asmo!â
Lucifer: âThatâs enough, whereâd MC go?â
Leviathan: âHey that officer guy looks kind of nervous nowâŚheâs really staring at us?â
Lucifer: âHe probably heard Mammon refer to Asmo by his name.â
Mammon: âYou just referred to me by my name too!â
MC: âHey guys, whatâd I miss?â
Lucifer: âNothing of significance.â
Beelzebub: âLord Diavolo says he can see his breath.â
MC: âThatâs adorable, I expect nothing less.â
Lucifer: âPlease donât encourage him MC.â
MC: âNo promises.â
Lucifer: *sigh* âDoes everyone have their tickets?â
Satan: âNo.â
Lucifer: âWhat do you mean, no!?â
Satan: âYou took them because you didnât trust us to hold them!â
Lucifer: âClearly I was right.â
Satan: âWhat?â
Lucifer: âMammon this is yours. Your name is now Matthew Morningstar.â
Mammon: âI know, you made me go over it a million times. I donât think anyoneâs gonna even ask right?â
Lucifer: âThey will in an interrogation.â
Asmodeus: âWhat? Are we being interrogated?â
Lucifer: âHopefully not.â
MC: âThe nightâs still young.â
Lucifer: âStop it, MC.â
Lucifer: âLevi, congratulations you get to keep your name.â
Leviathan: âThank goodness.â
Lucifer: âSatan youâre going as Stanford Morningstar.â
Satan: âThatâs a stupid last name.â
Lucifer: âIgnoring that, Belphegor your name is Todd.â
MC: âWhyâd you choose Todd?â
Belphegor: âIt means death in German.â
MC: âYup, okayâŚâ
Lucifer: âBeelzebub, youâre name is Benjamin, you can go by Ben if you want toâ do not eat this ticket.â
Beelzebub: ââŚâ
Lucifer: âTodd, youâre holding onto his ticket.â
Mammon: âWho the fuck is Todd?â
MC: âBelphegor, pay attention.â
Belphegor: âI am paying attention.â
MC: âI was talking to Matthew.â
Beelzebub: âMatthew?â
Lucifer: âChange of plan, we only call each other by our human names in front of other humans.â
MC: âIâm a human.â
Lucifer: âYou donât count.â
MC: âShucks.â
Lucifer: *sigh* âAsmodeus youâre name is Amadeus, thatâs an easy one, donât forget it.â
Asmodeus: âOkie!â
Lucifer: âIâm going as Lucious, I believe thatâs everyone.â
Asmodeus: âIâll go first and show you all how itâs done!â
Leviathan: âWhy do I have a bad feeling about this?â
Satan: âBecause you should.â
Guard: âTicket.â
Asmodeus: âRight here sweetie!â
Guard: âAmadeus?â
Asmodeus: âThatâs right!â
Guard: âThatâs a cool name. Seeing the Christmas Carol?â
Asmodeus: âI sure am!â
Guard: âHavenât seen it in a bit, hope ya have fun. Iâll have to take my wife and kids when I get a chance, maybe next year. Alright, raise your arms for me.â
Asmodeus: âOh no, did I mess up already?â
Guard: âAlready?â
Leviathan: âAsmo, just T-Pose.â
Asmodeus: âEw, why in the Devildom would I do that? Thatâs so not tending right now!â
Lucifer: âHe has to use the metal detector, lift your arms.â
Asmodeus: âOoooh, okay!â
Mammon: âReal master if I ever saw oneâŚâ
Asmodeus: âShut up Mammon! Iâd like to see you do better!â
Guard: âAny weapons on you, sir?â
Asmodeus: âOooh, just in my pants!â
Guard: âIâll need you to take it out for me.â
Asmodeus: âWhat? How bold! Right here in front of all these people?â
Guard: ââŚ?â
Lucifer: âThatâs it. Iâm sorry sir, my brother was making a stupid dirty joke, none of us have any weapons. Lift your arms Asmo before I do it for you.â
Asmodeus: âThat sounds like fun.â
Lucifer: âIt wonât be once weâre home if you donât hurry it up.â
Asmodeus: âYikes! Okay, okay!â
Guard: âOkayâŚjust gonna pat you down real quickâŚ.â
Asmodeus: âPat me anywhere you want palâ ow! Lucifer that hurt!â
Lucifer: âBe. Quiet.â
Guard: âLuciferâŚu-umâŚAmadeus, youâre all good.â
Lucifer: âDonât you dare go anywhere, wait right there until MamâMatthew goes through.â
Mammon: âYâknow on second thought why donât I watch Satan first?â
Satan: âOw! Donât shove me whatâs wrong with you?â
Lucifer: âSomeone just go.â
Satan: âVery wellâ
Guard: âSoâŚthatâs youâre ummâŚbrother?â
Satan: âUnfortunately.â
Guard: âStanford Morningstar?â
Satan: âStupid surname, Iâm aware.â
Guard: âI think itâs quite unique actually, has a nice ring to it.â
Satan: âThatâs your opinion.â
Guard: âUh, lift your arms pleaseâŚno weapons I presume?â
Satan: âNone.â
Guard: âYouâre all good, please proceed.â
Leviathan: âMammon donât push me whatâs up with you!?â
Guard: âAre you next?â
Leviathan: âH-Hello, fellow human! Sir!â
Guard: âHaha! You guys are a pretty fun bunch arenât ya?â
Leviathan: âWe met at a convent.â
Guard: âWhat?â
Lucifer: âWhat?â
Leviathan: âI-I, umâŚit just came out.â
MC: âThis is beautiful.â
Lucifer: âMC, youâre next. Please take them up to Lord Diavolo after this.â
Guard: âAlright, no weapons, youâre good.â
Leviathan: âThank you, goodbye!â
Mammon: ââŚâ
Guard: âSo one big family trip today huh?â
MC: âNo, I was kidnapped.â
Guard: âWhat?â
MC: âI forgave them though. Stockholm syndrome is a hell of a drug.â
Guard: âYou guys really are pretty funny. You a comedy group or somethinâ?â
MC: âWe might as well be given my daily life.â
Guard: âAny weapons?â
MC: âOnly spiritual.â
Guard: âGood on you. Me too. Catholic, what about you?â
MC: âI donât even know at this point. Iâm just here for Diavolo.â
Guard: âWell I hope you figure it out, have a good time.â
MC: âGod willing.â
You looked at Lucifer as you said that and he glared at you while you gave Mammon, who was sweating bullets, a curious look. Something was definitely wrong with him.
Leviathan: âYou think theyâll be okay in line without us?â
MC: âItâs just Beel, Belphie, and Mammon, itâll be fine.â
Satan: âOkay. Letâs go up to see Lord Diavolo and brief him.â
MC: âSomeone go buy some popcorn so Beel doesnât have a breakdown in line.â
Asmodeus: âLeave it to me!â
MC: âNo charming anyone, theyâll get fired.â
Asmodeus: âUgh, fine.â
Mammon: âHey uhâŚBelphie you mind going ahead.â
Belphegor: âWhat, why?â
Mammon: âI uhâŚmay have forgotten somethinââŚâ
Belphegor: ââŚwhat did you do?â
Mammon: âNothinâ.â
Lucifer: âMammon.â
Mammon: âI uhâŚforgot that weapons were kinda a big deal in the human worldâŚmaybe.â
Lucifer: ââŚâ
Lucifer: âBeelzebub, Belphegor, donât cause trouble, go right to MC theyâre waiting at the door.â
Mammon: âHey thatâs my collar, hey! Where are ya takinâ me? Lucifer!â
Guard: ââŚâ
Belphegor: âJust ignore them, itâs better not to question it.â
Guard: âRightâŚso umm, Todd, is it?â
Belphegor: âIt means death in German.â
Guard: âOkayâŚ.arms up, pleaseâŚ.Youâre goodâŚ.right alongâŚâ
Beelzebub: âBelphie, my ticket.â
Belphegor: âOh yeah, here.â
Guard: âIâll take that, thank you. Benjamin?â
Beelzebub: âWhat? No, itâs Beelzebub.â
Guard: âWhat?â
Beelzebub: âWhoâs Benjamin?â
Guard: âThis ticket is assigned to a Benjamin Morningstar.â
Beelzebub: âOh yeahâŚthatâs me.â
Guard: *mumbling to himself* âHeâs the last oneâŚyou can do thisâŚâ
Beelzebub: âIs something wrong?â
Guard: âArms up pleaseâŚquick pat downâŚgo ahead.â
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Ken "Okarun" Takakuraâs first date with fem!reader headcanons
warnings: established relationship, tooth-rooting fluff, fem!reader, references to Christmas.
divider by @cafekitsune
Okarun never would have the guts to confess his feelings for you without help from Miss Ayase. He knew he shouldnât have waited, but he was scared, okay? Even guys get worried if the person they like doesnât feel the same towards them as he felt towards you!
Now? Well, today was special for two reasons: it was Christmas, and your very first outing as a couple. A date. Initially, he had wanted to push it back a little because he knew the restaurants, cafes, and the amusement park were going to be packed with other couples who wanted to celebrate the most wonderful time of the year with their special someone.
But Miss Ayase wouldnât hear it. Going on your first date is supposed to be this super amazing memory to look back on, and there is absolutely no better time to have fun and do activities together than on Christmas! So here he is, standing in front of the department store that served as your meeting spot and almost wiggling with anxiety as he counted down the minutes on his wristwatch. He really needed to work extra hours to get a new phone so he can call and text you instead of just waiting to see you on the way to and from school to talk about paranormal stuff.
Actually, he had enough to get a phone at one point. But if he spent all of his money on that, then he wouldnât be able to surprise you with the gift he had hidden in his backpack. Your happiness means the world to him, and heâll be damned if he didnât get you at least something to commemorate your first date!
Okarun will be a gentleman throughout the whole day, opening doors for you and draping his jacket over your shoulders if he notices you are cold. But then again, when isnât he a sweetie towards you?
He has every intention of paying for your snacks or a meal if you decide to have an early dinner together, so please do not argue with him.
A present from you, regardless of size, will make this cinnamon roll incredibly happy. To him, the gift signifies the time and thought you placed into finding something for him. If he wasnât already grateful to have you in his life, he is now.
If it got too late by the time that the date was sadly ending, Okarun will insist that he walk you home. Do you have a curfew? Say no more, Turbo!Ken already has his shoes and socks off, ready to blitz through the streets with you in his arms if it meant you didnât get in trouble and there would be a second date in the foreseeable future.
Taglist: @sleep-all-day-everyday @miaurieee @bdudette @shidousprincess @silentbreathss @cumbersome-robes @karai-frost @osarumi @minnie-1-3 @h0undd0gzw0rld @silverklaus @satorousgf @skelletonscloset @napbatata @silentbreathss @hysterucall @taesy-miranda-lee @zero-in-kyoto @myduality @decay-1 @kazudare @nunezs-stuff @ladydoe8 @skwunkler @bumblebeebutter @bigbodycity @daniiixoxo @mira-belcul18 @cherie-soup
#dandadan x reader#dandadan#ken takakura x reader#ken takakura dandadan#fem!reader#holiday fic#christmas fanfic#fem reader#dan da dan anime#okarun x reader headcanons#okarun x reader
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tbh I think that the way Ashley Graves is so mischaracterized by the fandom says a lot about how people view grooming survivors (and autistic people). Let me explain:
Obviously, huge spoilers for Chapters 1 and 2 of The Coffin of Andy and Leyley. This is just a psychoanalysis of Ashley, however to do so involves a LOT of lore.
To start off, I'm just gonna put a trigger warning right here for LOTS of talk about grooming, as well as neglect and ableism. If you feel uncomfortable reading about these subjects you are more than welcome to click off. Please stay safe.
What made me decide to do this rant:
A few months ago, I got a text from someone who was upset about me having Ashley as my PFP. I was initially like "okay, they don't like TCOAAL, so what", and then immediately after I got a text from them responding to an Instagram story I had basically saying that Ashley was "so me fr fr".
"Let me guess, you also kin Valentino"
Valentino, from Hazbin Hotel, as in the blatant physically + verbally + sexually abusive piece of shit who is in no way redeemable.
I had brushed this off as "maybe they just don't like Ashley", until they listed why.
...all of the reasons they gave fell under the main categories of "she's clingy, she's flirtatious with Andrew, and her sprites are made for the male gaze."
The male gaze thing was because she didn't appear to be wearing a bra. Which like... sexualizing much? For fuck's sake, she's locked in an apartment about to die, do you think wearing a bra would be a priority?
Secondly, her behaviour.
Admittedly, she's not a great person. But that's because she never learnt how to be.
In-game there is so so so SO much emphasis on how she acts childish, and how literally no one gives two shits about her. It doesn't take a professional psychologist to figure out that she never was able to develop properly. That's why she's so clingy, because Andrew is the one person who at least pretends to care about her. And then there's her flirtatiousness.
It's revealed in several flashbacks that the only way she could ever get Andrew's attention is to do something fucked up, as seen by her as a child killing Nina. Andrew then gives her attention for this, which establishes the connection that homicide -> attention, and attention = care and love and affection.
Due to the fact that she never had any friends, she never was able to have any type of love (whether that be platonic, romantic, etc.) reciprocated. Except for Andrew.
Andrew, throughout the game, proceeds to subtly encourage Ashley's flirtatiousness. She has no reference of this type of stuff not being okay, and thus her social isolation made her the perfect target.
Social isolation, gaslighting, coercion, threatening to hurt the person if they don't do the desired behaviour. You know what those are?
Textbook signs of grooming.
I realized that people hate Ashley so much because since she's not aware of her situation being bad, she's unable to come to that realization. She's not perfect, let alone a 'good victim'. She only sexualizes herself because that's how she learned she can get affection and care.
So... where does the whole "Ashley is autistic" theory come from, then?
As stated by Renee Graves, Ashley was "a lot of work" as compared to Andrew (guess what, kids take work). Now, this alone wouldn't be any indicator. However...
It's shown that she was unable to make friends because she was "weird" and clearly didn't have an understanding of social cues and rules (which honestly hit close to home for me). It's also shown that she problem-solves differently (or at least differently than Andrew, who is seen as the "logical sane one") and also seems to be more of a hands-on learner (I forget if there's any actual proof of this, however upon analysis she is an ESFP, and ESFPs tend to be more hands-on (yes I'm aware that MBTI types are the psychology equivalent of horoscopes, but there is some truth to them)).
Not to mention how she's shown to have extreme emotions, and tends to have meltdowns (I apologize if this isn't the right word, I'm not sure what the term would be). The extreme emotions part can be part of how blatantly of a pwBPD she is, but BPD also tends to have a higher frequency of showing up in autistic people, especially autistic women.
In conclusion, people hate Ashley Graves because of how well-integrated ableism is in society, as well as the concept of a 'perfect victim'.
#ashley graves#tcoaal#tcoaal psychoanalysis#the coffin of andy and leyley#leyley graves#tw grooming#tw neglect#psychoanalysis#op is autistic#electra talkz#tw ableism mention
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You're much younger than Arthur. Maybe he doesn't mind as much as he thinks he does...
Low-High Honor Arthur Morgan x fem. reader who is younger than him.
Some head canons that ended up way too long đđ hope you don't mind too much! I am 23 currently so these are really in the mind of reader being over 18 at least. At 23, Arthur is still way older than me so I guess it's just what does it for me! Includes both high and low honor versions. Thanks for reading!! and please let me know if you like them đ
Warnings: NSFW 18+ only pls, Daddy Kink, Innocence Kink, Corruption Kink, nasty boy low honor arthur being toxic and manipulative (not too badly tho) its ok sweetie arthur is here to balance it out đłđđđĽšđłđ
:High Honor:
He had convinced himself that he was way too old for you and quite honestly shut that shit down the second he found his mind wandering to how pretty you were, your own natural beauty catching his eye. He can think youâre sweet and nice, that you understand him and go out of your way to talk to him. Doesnât matter, he mentally smacks himself for thinking of you past anything like âmentorâ or something. He might steal a glance once in a while but he feels bad about it every time. Itâs just that, stolen, because in his mind, you donât belong to him and you never will. Heâs more than 10 years your senior, it makes him feel like a dirty old man. Arthur has a strange conflicted energy around you, like he wants to spend time with you but also doesnât want to come off as creepy or too attached to something that can never be. If you make efforts to be around him, he does appreciate it and will stick around but he always cuts it sort of short.Â
Will subtly try to remind himself how young you are, referring to you as girl or kid to others or even to you. He has no idea you think thatâs kinda hot. Will jokingly say youâre too young for certain things and thinks itâs cute if you pout and try to fight back against him. Holds alcohol out of your reach and clicks his tongue at you. When you point out the other young women in camp, heâs giving in but only a little, he still watches out for you. Heâs protective in the sense that he does see you as someone who needs protecting. He can lie and say it's because of your age but really he just likes you and doesnât want to admit it.
Anytime you try to get him to understand that you think of him as more than a vague father or brother figure, heâs missing the signs, straight over his head. Light jabs at his age, like calling him Mr. Morgan; make him roll his eyes a little bit but you can catch an endeared smile on his face. Truly a bit hard headed when it comes to noticing that you tease him with more than poking fun in mind. You have to find reasons to touch or kiss him on the cheek. He still might miss physical signs, real dumb dumb behavior. Itâs impossible in his head that you would think of him like that.Â
If you can get him to open up, having emotionally charged conversations with him is a good way to get him to understand that you care about him at least. Arthur just likes to feel like youâre listening and that you like him enough to care about his thoughts and feelings. If you offer comfort to him in hard times, heâs lowkey simping for youâŚHe can be very closed off, not all too willing to share his truths, especially with someone who may not even understand but if he can be himself around you and you donât judge, he can forget his feelings about your youth for a moment.Â
Itâs hard for him to initiate because heâs convinced that if anything were to happen between the both of you, it would be wrong or perverse in some way. If you tell him you like him, he might try to tell you otherwise, trying to get you to think differently of him. Suggests you find someone closer to your age or someone who hasnât led a life like he has. Itâs all really sad because heâs also insinuating that heâll ruin your life in some way.Â
The first time he kisses you will be way too gentle, youâll hardly call it a kiss. He thinks of himself as too rough for you so he holds back like 99% in an attempt to seem more like a gentleman. It takes you grabbing onto him and deepening your kiss for him to give you more. Heâs gentle, hands on your cheeks, holding you like youâll break if he squeezes too hard.Â
Expect a whole lot of âthis ainât right,â or âIâm too damn old for this,â at first. But once you get him to give in, thereâs no going back. He gives you his all, no matter what. He does get a bit bashful making things official, especially when there's something to be said about it. John calling him something terrible for being with you like cradle robber or something puts a sour look on his face but he tries his best to power through it. âShe ainât a goddamn baby,â âShe might as well be, how old are you again? Or did you lose count?â âShut the hell up, John.â Hugs and kisses from you definitely make it worth it. He gets a bit used to it, letting things like that stop affecting him so much.Â
He thinks he doesnât deserve you and some small part of him will always believe that you could still be better off with someone else but he gets greedier and greedier with you, the more you love on him, he doesn't want to even think of you with anyone else. He's still so confused that you think he is attractive at his age. Heâll show you pictures of him when he was young and he sort of expects you to say that he was more appealing back then. But you donât; you just pet his face, his scratchy beard and his sun kissed skin. Arthur lets you see his soft smile when you say you love him right now, more than anything.Â
Taking your firsts might put a weird (not bad though) taste in his mouth. First kisses or virginity, heâs nervous heâll come up short and not be what you're expecting. But his best is more than enough to make you happy. He wants to make your first experiences feel special and memorable, the last thing he wants is to put pressure on you, he just puts way too much pressure on himself. He ends up being just a little too gentle. He needs a lot of praise, a lot of egging on to get more confident. If you beg and plead for more, he canât say no, he always gives you what you want. Getting him to be more âout thereâ is a little more difficult. Heâs embarrassed to admit he might like when you playfully call him daddy or your old man. The guilt kind of turns him on but he has a hard time coming to terms with that. At his own pace, heâll indulge more if youâre into it. Youâre crossing some weird wires in his head, he swears. If you say it to him in the right context, heâs giving you a shocked look and a halfhearted scolding as he tries not to get turned on in the middle of what heâs doing. âYouâre gonna be the death of me, girl,â makes you giggle at him.Â
:Low Honor:
He might also be somewhat against it but for different reasons. He thinks girls like you have high expectations and it annoys him. But if he thinks youâre pretty thatâs what he thinks. He doesn't let anybody get too close so if heâs thinking about you as more, your age is not something that stops him from doing so. It does just take him some time to think about letting you close enough for anything more than his usual rude demeanor and standoffish personality.Â
The only way he'll know he likes you as a bit more than another thankless and ungrateful face in the crowd of people he begrudgingly provides for is if you thank him for bringing money or things back to camp. He gets a little quiet, trying to suss out ulterior motives but he thinks youâre quite adorable. Looks away and says itâs nothing. Heâll indulge you, doing things that are just for you, just to hear you say thank you again.Â
He teases you more, emphasizing how young you are, in a way that rubs him the right way. Calling you little girl, intimidating you with his size, or keeping you away from certain things like cigarettes. âThese are for grown ups, sweetheart,â If youâre a brat around him, he likes a bit of brat taming. âDunno, might need to take you over my knee if youâre gonna act like that,â has you gasping and stuttering out a clumsy response.
Itâs easy to sway him into taking things further with you. He isnât one for hanging around the camp, so close to everyone else anyway, he likes his alone time. Catching him when heâs by himself, smoking a cigarette, is a good time to get on his nerves enough to force his hand a little bit. Stand too close to him and run your fingers over the handle of his gun and ask if you can hold it, heâs so close to snapping. The look in his eye under the shadow of his hat makes you feel 5 degrees warmer. âYou better quit playinâ games with me, girl. Not sure you know what youâre askinâ for,â  Maybe not the best idea to defiantly ask him to show you.
Then youâre sat on his knee, heâs pressing his mouth into yours, sloppy kisses with no regard for whether you think itâs too much for you or not. Heâs shoving his tongue into your mouth, one hand to steady you and the other groping your tits. Heâs mostly trying to get you to be as noisy as possible.Â
Heâs really not guilty at all. Maybe a little but he doesnât let guilt affect his actions. It may be true that maybe you could be with someone better than him but if youâre with him, you know what youâre in for. Youâre his girl and there isnât anyone else for you if heâs your man. Arthur may not admit it but in the back of his head, there is a voice that whispers to him that one day youâll leave him behind. He overcompensates for it, doing what he can to see you smile, rather reluctantly asking if youâre happy with him once in a while. If you ask why, heâs unclear, âJusâ⌠makinâ sure,â your enthusiastic yes, followed by a kiss on his cheek actually flatters him a little, rubbing his neck, a quiet âgoodâ is all he has to say.Â
If he gets shit for being with you, he brushes it off. He might get flack from some well meaning people, Hosea or Abigail might tell him to leave you alone, that he should know better. But he thinks they should know better too, Arthur has very little restraint. So if a young pretty thing wants to be his girl, heâs not saying no. Any notions of how guilty he should be donât come from him. He may think heâs a sinner and a bad man but those things donât stop him from wanting you. And Arthur always gets what he wants when he can help it.Â
Arthur has never given too much thought about what women think of how he looks. He certainly doesnât think too much of himself and knows he isnât exactly in his prime, looks wise at the very least. Heâs not too confident about his looks or his body really, heâs more confident when it comes to his abilities and skills. So if you tell him you like the way he looks, he isnât gonna argue, just pleasantly surprised if he happens to believe you. Thereâs a chance he thinks you're lying. He knows thereâs something perhaps a bit off with you, most girls your age donât give him a second glance but does it stroke his ego when you stare at him, bite your lip when he grabs his belt, pulling all of your attention to the size of his hands and his crotch.Â
If youâre softer about your affections for him, heâs happy to accept them too, youâre his little angel, but he has every intention to pull you down from heaven to make you his. You can start with soft touches over his face, rubbing up over his shoulders and chest but heâs quick to pull you deeper with him. His teeth nip softly at your lips, his hands roam all over you.
He's eager to take your firsts, in his twisted little head, he knows he can regulate what you think is normal. He doesnât have to play gentle and sweet, he bites and sucks marks on you, slaps your ass pretty hard. Arthurâs happy to have himself be the man that ruins you for other men, heâs your first and your last.Â
Sorry but heâs kind of toxic, he likes the way you do things like kiss him, or touch him, take him in your mouth; but sometimes he puts on a little bit of an unimpressed face, not exactly bored or anything, just enough to see you try harder to please him. He always gives in; especially when he can tell youâre trying. His proud little smirk and affection are something you might have to work for. Your inexperience is the perfect opportunity to have you eager to make him happy.Â
Huge innocence kink, he loves to corrupt you, teach you about what a man does with a woman he likes. Even better if you have no clue, or you think babies come from kissing or something, god is he eager to fuck all of that up. Heâs all for you calling him daddy too, the guilt or the imagery or whatever doesnât do it for other people just makes it so much more appealing to him. Most of the time, he likes to keep your affairs private but once in a while, heâll show out, just to show who you belong to. If people happen to overhear the racy things you two talk about and they give you a weird look, he just has a knowing smirk for the eavesdropper.
Can you tell that I think age gaps are hot? RDR let me fuck that middle aged man right neow!!! When will they let RDO be about dating Arthur Morgan??? đđđđwish he was at least a fuckin stranger mission or something SIGHHHH anyway Thanks for reading and pls let me know if you liked it! Otherwise I'll feel like a freak LMAO
#so sorry this post may be too specific to my tastes but if you get it you get it lol#arthur morgan x reader#low honor arthur morgan x reader#arthur morgan x you#high honor arthur morgan#red writes#red dead redemption 2 community#rdr2 x reader#red dead redemption 2 x reader#high honor arthur morgan x reader#arthur morgan#low honor arthur morgan#arthur morgan x female reader#rdr#red dead redemption 2
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Since I won't see my friends until next year, I thought it would be a perfect time to do this again
Joker out and käärijä as random shit my friends say!!
(+ sneaky joost in one entry)
Under the cut because it's LONG
Kris: I actually miss Bojan, i'm going to tell him to come back from New York... but don't tell him I said that, it might get to his head that I actually like him
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Bojan: writes on the board
Jan: is that arabic?
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-Bojan's first time taking money out of the atm-
Bojan: what do I do now?
The screen of the atm: please select the language of your transaction
Martin: choose Slovenian, idiot
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-at the airport-
Bojan: I'm going to get a pamphlet real quick
Jan: sure, I'll wait here
Bojan, coming back empty handed: I think I fell in love
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Kris: in bojan's defense ânot to defend himâ but in his defense
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Nace: hey, you wanna share this cookie?
Jan: sure
Nace: it doesn't break though, I already ate my half
Jan: you're an idiot, of course it can break, here, see? I broke it
Bojan: I ship you guys
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Jan: -breaks a chair-
Jan: fuck, let me fix it -breaks the chair even more-
Jure: try to put the thing in that hole
Jan: -fixes the chair- Bob the builder đ
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(In the gc)
Jere: you want go party?
Bojan: I can't
Bojan: i'm sick and don't want to get worse
Kris: if Bojan isn't going, I'm not going
Jure: no fucking way đ¤Ł
Bojan: I had to read that twice
Bojan: I was about to call him a bitch
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Allu: if someone was killed while we were together, I think that Jesse, Jukka, and Jere would be the most level headed one's
Jesse: I think that Jere would be the one in charge to calm us
Jere: I would be making jokes like "at least we're better than that guy" and pointing at tommi's dead body
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Jure: might go to this -shows a flyer for a singles only cruise-
Nace: only 99 euros? That's cheap... when is it?
Bojan: aren't you taken?
Nace: Oh fuck, I am
Bojan: apologize now
Nace, taking his phone out: I'm so sorry, babe
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-during esc-
Bojan: okay, we're next, we can do this
Nace: -starts doing push ups for some fucking reason-
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Jere: i go on stage now
Bojan: NOOOâ i mean, YESSS
Jere: ?
Bojan: i'm just used to you leaving me alone :(
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Jure and bojan: playfighting
Jure: now it's your turn, jan!
Bojan: jan wouldn't do that to me because he respects me đ
Jan, getting ready to slap bojan:
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(In spanish because there is no way to translate this dad joke)
Bojan: antes de que se me olvide, les querĂa contar un chiste: donde nacen las computadoras?
Jure: no sĂŠ
Bojan: en el mar
Nace: por quĂŠ?
Jan: porque navegan
Bojan: porque son peces
Kris: miren a los tremendos payasos que nos cargamos en esta banda
Bojan: đĽ°
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Host: for this, we're going to need groups of 6
Joker out: does a group hug
Bojan, tapping jere's arm: jere, jere
Jere: what?
Bojan: join us
Jere: really? Me? đĽ°
Bojan: yes, you, you're part of the group đĽ°
Kris: can you two stop?
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Kris: do you have a pen?
Bojan, handing him a rainbow pen: yeah
Kris: gay pen
Bojan: at least it works
Kris: faggot
Bojan: I am! You have a problem with that?
Kris: I was talking to the pen! Not you!
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Interviewer: Who would survive the longest in a deserted island?
Everyone: Jure
Bojan: I could survive, I think
Kris: I think that a coconut would fall on your head and you would die
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Jesse: if a girl asked to peg you, what would you say?
Häärijä: no
Jere: skill issue
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While watching a football game, in the gc:
Jan: well, i'm going to wait for the game to start while eating my cereal
Bojan: now I want some
Jan: the small box costs 2 euros in the supermarket
Bojan: you know what? I'm going to the supermarket now, i'm going to spend money because of you
Jan, sending a pic of the cereal box: here it is for reference đđť
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Bojan, after turning the washing machine on and somehow there was a power outage in the whole floor at the same time: âš
Martin: hey, don't worry, it wasn't your fault, bojÄ
The electrician, a couple of days later: yeah, so, the outage was caused because someone used too much electricity in this apartment while someone was showering in the unit next to this one
Martin: so it was your fucking fault
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Jan: I photoshopped us into some world cup images
Nace: it looks like Messi is kissing you, Bojan
Bojan: yeah
Jure: that's your dream right? Messi kissing you?
Bojan: yeah đĽ°
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Someone: yeah, so I spoke with the director, and he asked me if I spoke dutch and I said yeah
Jure: can you speak duch to us?
Someone, in dutch: I can, but what can I say? I just learned it to learn it, not because I liked it
Jan: okay, okay, Kris, it's your turn, reply in Dutch!
Jure: like we practiced
Bojan: literally jumping up and down like an excited puppy
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Kris: this is bullshit, stupid fucking coordinators, they have shit in the fucking head instead of a stupid brain!
Jan: said the princess
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-while playing volleyball-
Jure: just imagine the ball is your ex!
Bojan, cradling the ball in his arms: i'm so sorry, it was all my fault, I miss you everyday
Jan: great job, idiot
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Nace: you look really good today, Bojan
Kris: yeah, your outfit is really well color coordinated
Bojan: thank you, krisko
Nace: and what about me?
Bojan: it's because Kris only bullies me, so a compliment from him matters more
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Jure: idk if I'll be able to go out this Saturday, my parents are starting to make milk, and because of that I need to close their shop that night
Kris: making milk?
Jure: soy milk, yeah
Kris: Oh, I was about to ask since when did your parents have cows
Nace: moo
Jan: moo
^ they proceed to moo at each other for the next five minutes while the conversation carries on
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Jere, just minding his business:
Häärijä, handing him a paper crown: you are now the queen of this realm
Jere: â
Häärijä: you will be the queen until we vote on who will be coronated next
Jere: thanks?
Häärijä: my pleasure, your majesty
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Kris: I actually didn't call any of my exes while I was drunk last night, that's a great achievement!
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Jere: hey guys, sorry if you hear me swearing, i'm playing a videogame..... FUCKING BULLSHIT
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Jesse, after jere got the piĂąa colada tattoo: hey can I see your prision tattoo?
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Nace: remember to participate in the meeting
Bojan: i'm watching football
Nace: they're asking you a question bojÄ
Bojan: GOAAALLL!!!!!
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Bojere, sitting chest to back in a bench:
Jan:
Bojan: Oh Jan, sorry that we're facing away from you
Jere: you want to hug me too? Join train?
Jan: yeah sure, let me justâ
Jere: no! Don't touch me!
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Kris: I would like to go back in time to meet Jesus and smoke weed with him
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Käärijä: so, I'm walking to get to work, and I see a line of police cars and I'm thinking "I fucking hope that they don't want to do spontaneous searching because my bag is 90% weed, 10% my actual stuff"
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Someone: yeah, this is my daughter, she's 4 and learning how to play drums
Bojan: that's your daughter? Oh my gosh đĽş
Kris: Bojan, you have a severe case of baby fever
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Jere: where are the bathrooms?
Jukka, craning jere's head up to see the giant "TOILET" sign above them: over here
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Kris: would you be with a guy?
Bojan: I'm bisexual, of course
Kris: what? đą
Bojan: I already told you, you know this!
Kris: WHAT??
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Joost, in the middle of having sex: babe wait, codnom broked :(
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Kris: do you guys think the bouncer will let me in? I'm kind of tipsy
Jan: just go in confidently, he won't suspect a thing
Bojan: the last time he went in confidently he was banned from the club
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Jan: so, how'd you sleep last night?
Kris: good
Jan: you don't seem so convinced
Kris: I slept in late
Jan: how late?
Kris: midnight
Jan: Oh, how blasphemous, how late
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Kris, anytime they go to a new city: look at this door! I'm too tall to fit in it... look at this other door! I'm also too tall to fit in it... look at this door!
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Bojan, about stephanie: she's the world cup and i'm bolivia.... but hopefully I'll be bolivia in '94 and she will still be the world cup
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Jan: I'm not like Jesus, at all
Bojan: well, you kind of are in some ways
Kris: yeah, you only hang out with fags and prostitutes
Bojan, pointing at them: here you have three fags
Bojan, pointing at jure: and there's a prostitute
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Jesse: why are you leaving everything for last minute?
Jere: because I fucking want to and I fucking can đ
Häärijä, holding up the printed meme: đ´đ¤đťđ´ no pelien
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During a post-barcelona pre-party meeting:
Kris: I think that's all for today
Bojan: typing very loudly
Jan: who are you talking to?
Bojan: with someone 𼰠you know him already
Nace: ohhh the lovebirds đ
Bojan: raising his hand up repeatedly
Kris: yes, Bojan?
Bojan: I'm really happy đĽ°đĽ° -instantly goes back to typing-
Kris: I'm happy for you, man
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Jere after inflating five balloons for a party: well, my job here is done, time for my very well deserved rest
Jesse: get back up, you fuck, we need to move these chairs
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Häärijä: bartender! Bartender! Bartender!!
Jere: I'm here, what do you want?
Häärijä: hi :) -leaves-
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Bojan: sometimes I feel like I am batman and Ĺžare is the riddler
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Jukka: you guys would be the worst clowns at a kid's birthday party. They would ask you for swords, and you would give them snakes
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Kris, after seeing Jure having a sugar crash: someone give him a fucking celery or something, he's fucking melting on the couch!
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Jere: you live life like it's last day, say sorry to people, hug people, even punch if you have to punch!
All of joker out: raising their fists to punch bojan
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Jere: we only had a 5 euro budget for this secret santa so I bought one chocolate bar
Allu: it's not even wrapped!
Jere: wrapping paper is expensive!
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During the secret santa:
Allu: I'm so fucking scared of seeing who jere got
Jere: so I had to buy something for...... Jesse!
Jesse: FUCK!
#yes i do think they're all fucking clowns and i love them for it đ#main tagging because this was a 6 month effort#joker out#käärijä#joost klein#<- he makes a special guest appearance in the quote that made me laugh the hardest so.....
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Hi! I wasnt exactly sure if youâre taking request but i was hoping for something with Lucifer and a babysitter reader. Maybe they baby sat Charlie, and they just have a lot of tension. And then maybe them reuniting after him and lilith have split and it all goes down đ
Love your slowburny Lucifer fics đđ
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First off, thank you! I'm really glad you enjoy my stuff! I've been struggling with writing recently, so your request was perfectly timed lol
Also Yes! I'm always taking requests!
Plus, it's such a good request.. so good, I had way too many ideas for how it could go. So - this is a 2 parter >:) Suffer
CW: No smut yet, just suggestive fluff for now
(Edit- This series is complete! All parts are on my master list and I'll tag them here aa well!)
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6
Suffer | Lucifer x Reader
It really was a happy day in Hell when the royals introduced an heir to the throne. A darling daughter, who was the first of her kind; A hellborn baby, birthed by a sinner and an archangel. No one really knew what to expect or what kind of powers she held. But they had to be immense. She had to be some kind of beast, based on her genes alone. In theory.Â
One look at her, all swaddled up in her mother's arms, Lucifer fell in love all over again. Sure, he was ecstatic to hear that he was having a child, but he didn't realize how much of an effect sheâd have on him. She was an absolute angel. Mostly. Great powers must be controlled, and that isn't exactly something an infant can comprehend. It was innocent at first, with little fireworks coming from fingertips, toys being lost in portals, and horns and tails emerging during temper tantrums. Nothing a good nanny couldn't fix.Â
Thatâs what Lillithâs mindset was, at least. It was a heated debate between the married couple, with Lucifer arguing a child needs to be loved and adored by their parents. He was willing to put in the time, why wasn't she? Of course, Lilith was a busy demon, with the whole empowering demonkind with her voice and songs thing, but too busy to handle her own baby?
âSheâs gonna be an adult before we know it. Canât you spend a few decades seeing her grow up..?â Lillith delicately takes her cutlery to her mouth, picking at the dinner she shared with her husband, who was seated on the other end of their lengthy table.
âUnlike you, my love, I have duties to attend to. Someone has to keep things running smoothly, to keep every demonâs hopes as high as they can be. You remember what it was like falling, being all alone and left in an unfamiliar world? I wouldn't want anyone else to feel that way. Would you?â He hated to agree, but did so anyway. She always knew what to say to make him feel guilty. Either way, she was right. He really didn't do much nowadays. He worked in his shop more, his newborn daughter becoming a great source of inspiration, but Lillith handled most of the publicity. Which, in Hell, is one of the only purposes for royalty. Lucifer didn't need to create life anymore, Hellborn creations were multiplying just fine. Probably a little too much, actually. He had all the free time in the world to shower his daughter with affection.Â
â I mean..! I guess not, but they're filthy little demons, and this is your daughter! You want to leave her in the hands of some stranger? Itâs just.. not right..! She needs a mother, Lily!â He was clearly passionate about this. Slamming his fists on the table, he sent ripples through the poured wine in front of Lillithâs plate.
âLucifer. Youâre causing a scene.â He hated when she said that, too. And again, he shrunk back in his seat, keeping his mouth shut. They had been drifting apart for a while, the distance not doing them any favors. He had no interest in interacting with demonkind and was fully comfortable with letting Lillith take that on, so they became more distant as she tended to Hellâs growing population.
When she rose from her seat, he finally perked up, hoping to meet her eyes. She was already halfway out of the room. âIâll do all the work, darling, not to worry. Iâll make sure any candidate is thoroughly interviewed and trained, I promise.â Her voice was reassuring, even with the heartless subject matter. Leaving Lucifer alone in the room with some imps that usually stand along the walls, he spotted her almost untouched plate. pushing away from the table, he nearly knocked his heavy, ornamented chair onto the ground and left through another exit.
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âOh, Charlie.. Your mother loves you very much.â He swung the bundled-up baby in his arms, reveling in the sound of her giggles. Pressing a quick kiss to her forehead, he placed her carefully in her golden crib. Standing over her, he leaned onto the railing, watching her large red eyes flutter shut. âAnd.. I will shelter and adore you, sweetheart. I love you, more than anything.â He wiped a little tear that began to well up in his eye when he spoke and struggled to finally pull himself away. Protecting himself from his intrusive thoughts, he held his arms across his chest and turned to leave her nursery.
âAww, that was so sweet..â The figure leaning in the doorframe caused him to let out a startled yelp. âWho the Hell.. You have to leave, whoever you are.â He became immediately defensive, holding his hand away from the crib in some form of protection, but he still spoke in a hushed voice. If you were just an imp he wouldn't be as worked up, but you were a sinner. A sinner who suddenly appeared in his daughterâs room. âO-oh! Um, sorry, I thought the queen wouldâve.. Iâm your new nanny..?â You let out a nervous chuckle, shrugging your tensed shoulders. And now? Youâre admitting you're the very demon whoâll be raising his daughter alongside him. He dropped his arms, letting out a scoff, clearly unenthused. Looking you up and down, he stood there staring daggers. After a moment of awkward silence, you held out your hand to shake his, but he didnât respond to it.
âWhat are your qualifications? Where did you come from? What makes you think youâre worthy of laying hands on my daughter? The princess of Hell?â He circled you, in an attempt to intimidate you, despite his small stature. âWell, um... When I was alive, I was the oldest kid at the foster house I grew up in. It wasnât the best facility, so I basically raised most of the girls there.. Iâve seen it all, I guarantee.â You tried to lighten the mood with a quick smile, but it didint do much. âAnd Lillith approves of you?â You nodded, gripping the hem of your skirt nervously. âHm. I am not as easily swayed as my wife. Sheâs my daughter, too. Youâll have to do better than - â An ear-piercing wale comes from behind him. The commotion must've woken Charlie up. âOh! No no nono..â His demonic presence faded to reveal what he really was. A father. He scooped her up and cooed, hushing her and swaying her slowly. It did nothing to help. Thatâs when another fact clicked in your mind; he wasnât just a father, he was a new father. He lets out a nervous groan, wiping tears away from her heated cheeks.
âYour majesty..?â You slowly approached him, both of you still on edge. âMay I?â He was clearly still debating the idea, but another loud wail had him hesitantly passing the swaddled child to your arms. He had such a light hold on her, you noticed his hands trembling when he finally released her into your grasp. You held her close, her front against your chest as you hummed in a low tone a little tune. You picked up a little trick, the vibrations from your chest helped calm her down. The action of swaying the baby and engrossing yourself in the little song running through your head actually calmed the both of you. You still spoke softly, in a low tone, âThank you, sir. For trusting me with her, i mean. Iâll be here for anything you need. Anything she needs.â You sent him a warm smile. He simply nodded his head slowly, still witnessing the miracle that is someone with experience caring for a child. Maybe this could work out.. What could go wrong?
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âIâm gonna getcha!â A high-pitched giggle filled the corridors of the manor, Lucifer rounds the corner to follow after his surprisingly speedy toddler. He was mostly having fun with this little game of tag but was also mildly concerned by her growing distance. âGotcha!â A pair of arms swooped down from around another corner, scooping Charlie up as she let out a playful yelp. You held her in a tight hug, before adjusting your position to hold her up comfortably. Lucifer panted, smiling at the sight of you and his daughter, despite him being out of breath. âG-good catch.. Hoof..!â He stretches his arms upwards, then places them on the small of his back. âArenât you the most powerful being in Hell? Why are you acting like a middle-aged dad with a broken back?â you laughed through your words, the sound making Charlie laugh along. He stood up straight and crossed his arms over his chest, a pout on his face. âUh, Itâs for fun? Ever heard of playing pretend?â You bit your lip to prevent yourself from mocking him anymore. âDonât laugh!â You shook your head, then watched him open his arms out to you. Or, to Charlie, actually, but you stepped back instead of handing her over. âOh, I forgot to remind you, you actually have to head to the Heaven Embassy in a bit, so Iâm gonna put Charlie down for her nap instead.â He dropped his arms and grimaced. âRight..â
This mid-day nap was a sort of tradition for Lucifer and his daughter. It was one of the few moments that Lucifer looked forward to these days. You knew that. As much as you enjoyed your job, it came with the unfortunate privilege of seeing Lucifer in his slumps. You rarely saw Lillith, actually, but that made sense. You were only here for Charlie while Lillith couldnt be. When you did spot her iin passing, youâd hand Charlie over and let the two of them have a sweet interaction, usually a quick hug and peck on the forehead, but that was usually it. Youâd always notice Charlie clinging onto your shoulder and looking back in her motherâs direction whenever she handed her daughter back to you. It always crushed your heart to hear her go silent after those moments.
âActually, I was wondering if youâd want to help get her ready for the gala tonight? You should be back in time and it won't take long. Lilith only wants her to make a quick appearance, so it shouldn't be too much work.. Good bonding moment, too!â His eyes sparkled at your invitation and he was quick to accept it. âThank you, dear. Iâll find you after that meeting.â As he goes to walk past you, he places a hand on your back. He does this often, but as the years went on, it shifted from your shoulder to your shoulderblade, and now he delicately places his hand on your lower back whenever he can. It made you anxious at first.. Was anxious the right word? Either way, you didn't stop him.
He leaned in to place a kiss on Charlieâs forehead, becoming increasingly close to your own face. It wasn't a quick motion. He pressed a dramatic kiss onto her head, letting out a mwah! sound as he pulled back. But before he did, he looked up to you with half-lidded eyes. The eye contact seemed to last forever. And you ever wanted it to stop. A small hand came up and patted Luciferâs cheek, a childish giggle breaking the moment between you two. What were you thinking? Heâs your employer, heâs a king. Heâs kind, and sweet, and tries really hard to be a good dad. Nope! Stop it.
âRight! Meeting! Heaven! Gonna.. Yup, Iâll see you.. Uh..â You finished off his words, â - tonight?â
âExactly! You got it! Bye, Darling!â He waved his hand off and walked off in a random direction that you were pretty sure didn't lead to where he was supposed to go. âI-I was talking to Charlie, by the way!â You heard from around the corner. You couldnât stop your laughter with that one. âI know.â You said it softly, not letting him hear the slight disappointment in your voice.
The Gala wasn't a new event, Lillith held them often. Lucifer made his appearance with Charlie, then usually would make up some excuse to get out of the room. Gathering the leaders of each ring of Hell and some of the more powerful overlords, and demons, it was still a big deal. You dressed up Charlie often, since she would throw a temper tantrum when any of the stylists would try to get her ready. You didn't mind, you actually enjoyed prettying her up. You stalled for as long as you could, before beginning to dress her. You wanted to wait for Lucifer, but you assumed he got caught up in some kingly duties. It wasnât that big of a deal. Donât be upset. Stop missing him.
âSorry - Sorry! I'm here!â The blonde demon rounds the corner, hopping on his one foot to balance himself before stopping firmly in Charlie's room. He was wearing an incredibly elegant suit. A dark purple sash cinches His waist, which was only visible because his jacket was hung over his shoulder. His shirt was speckled in gold, matching his hair when under certain light. âHad to convince them I could finish getting ready on my own! Damn stylists, can't catch a break with them.â He let out an awkward laugh, followed by a hoot. He sees Charlie, in her dark purple dress, with small poofed out sleeves, made of a transparent tool. âCharchar! Look at you, kiddo!â He scooped her up and held her close while he swung around. âYou're beautiful, sweetheart.â He knew she wouldn't understand that until she was older, but never stopped him from praising her.
He pressed his forehead against hers, laughing along with her. You hated to break the tender moment, but you cleared your throat, bringing the attention back to you. âShe's just about ready, just got her hair left.â He placed her back in the chair as you went for a brush. Working through her hair piece by piece, Lucifer suddenly stopped you. âUm.. can I try?â You nodded eagerly, handing the brush over. He swiped slowly, ebing startled by the crunch of a knot, he froze and pulled it away. âItâs okay, you won't hurt her - â You didn't need to help him this way. Honestly, if anyone were to come in and witness this you could be fired. Still keeping that in mind, you place your hand over his, and guide the brush indirectly, to carefully work through her hair.
After far too long, you pulled your hand away and went to grab some other accessories. His brain was completely fried by the interaction, if this were some looney cartoon, smoke would be puffing out his ears. You weren't as calm as you were coming off as either. Why did you do that? Youâd face a fate worse than a second death if anyone saw that. After letting your face cool down, you turned back and bumped Lucifer over with your hip, to take his spot directly behind Charlie. Placing your hands on her shoulders and kneeling down a bit you smile at her reflection. âWhat do we think, hun? Ponytail? Pigtails? Buns?â
âBraids!â You look at her with a questioning hum. âPleease!â Braids it is. You start to section off her hair and quickly wrap one clean braid down her back. It only took you a few minutes to do it, leaving bystander Lucifer to sit in awe. He did that a lot. Whenever youâd do something with Charlie that came as second nature to you, he would watch intently. After you noticed his gaze, you began showing him how to do whatever task you had on hand. He needed those moments with her, you knew that. âWanna give it a shot?â He jumps, as if you had just caught him doing something he shouldn't be doing. âA-Are you sure? It looks kind of complicated, I don't want to ruin her hair if - â You interrupted his nervous rambling by calling out his title. âIâll show you, just come watch.â He nodded, almost too quickly, and rushed to stand near you. Very near you. He stood close enough to let your shoulders touch whenever you would lift your arm a certain way. You unfurled the braid you had already done, making Lucifer let out a little sound of disappointment, that youâd ruined your hard work just for him. After attempting to explain it, he manages to struggle his way through a messy braid. He saw you holding in some kind of laugh and sent you daggers. âNo - no! Itâs good! Especially for your first time, itâs holding up pretty well! Here - â You pulled the braid back out, then restarted it, letting him pick it up at an easier place. You took his wrists every so often, to turn his hand in the proper direction before letting him go on.
The focus between the two of you suddenly became intense. He stuck out his tongue a bit, too engrossed in his styling to notice. You stood behind him, your hands pressed on his back, while you stood on your tip toes to observe what he was doing from over his shoulder. Pointing out little pieces of hair that were falling out, you would reach out your pointer finger to gesture towards it, only bringing you a bit closer together.
âIs.. Is that it?â He stepped back slowly, giving you the chance to back away with him. You swung around and examined the braid that he had probably spent too much time on, with an overly dramatic hum. Tapping your chin and squinting your eyes, you researched the braid as if it were some puzzle to solve. âIt looks great, Lucifer.â Looking towards him, you were expecting an overly confident grin at the acknowledged accomplishment but instead, was met with a wide-eyed bundle of nerves.
âSir! I-It looks good, Sir! Well - Iâll let you finish getting ready and take Charlie to -â Reaching out your hands to pick Charlie up, Lucifer stops you by grabbing your arm. âItâs okay! I mean, thatâs.. Thatâs my name! Makes sense for you to call me that, considering its my name, so - â He lets you go and starts fiddling with the clasps on his sleeves. âItâs okay.. for you to do that..â You smile to yourself, going back to tidying up Charlieâs get-up, doing little things like putting on her darling little shoes and tying a ribbon at the end of her hair.
Lucifer then stood in front of the mirror, brushing off his shirt and slipping on his jacket. It was a dazzling plum-colored suit coat, with golden clasps across his torso, and a golden shoulder plate, that allowed a sheer cape to drape down his left side. He was absolutely stunning. You did your best to avert your eyes, staring at him felt like staring at the sun. You only turned in his direction when he cleared his throat to get your attention. âSorry.. dear, but uh⌠If youâre done with Charlie, I just - Iâm struggling a little bit here..â You watched him attempt to adjust his lopsided tie, finally drooping his head with a sigh of defeat. âWow, I thought you wore one of those every day, whatâs the problem?â The teasing always helped lighten the mood, you placed your hand on your hip as you leaned your weight onto the vanity. He glared at you again, letting out a huff before mumbling under his breath. âItâs a clip on..â
You let out a breath you had been holding in, partially from keeping in your laughter, but mostly from the nerves. With the combination of you wearing house slippers, and him wearing his particularly taller pair of boots, he managed to look down at you when you approached him. You should've made it a quick motion, youâve tied bowties dozens of times, so it definitely wasn't a new task for you. But instead, you took your time. You carefully traced your hands up to his neck, tugging on both ends to pull it as far forward as it could go. You stopped to straighten the collar of his shirt, then delicately knotted the tie with ease. Your breath became heavier when you rested your hands on the finally tied bow, feeling his heart pounding against the side of your palm. After he caught you in your act, he stepped back, the image of his wife suddenly popping into his head. âAhha.. Well, um - Thank you. Iâll take Charlie, itâs about that time anyway!â
"R-Right.." you suddenly felt guilty for your actions, worrying that you overstepped some lines. He didn't seem upset or uncomfortable, he was just silent. As he lifted Charlie from her chair, the vision of the two of them left you breathless. A beautiful pair, with porcelain skin contrasting against a palette of muted purples, and the biggest, brightest eyes. Charlie's braid hung loosely down her back, same golden strands accented in the light off the room. You almost wanted to be in the moment with them.
"Hey, so.. if you think you have time, you're welcome to go down to the ballroom for a drink or.. something... if you want." He really had to consider if that was a good idea. The thought was sitting on his mind while he enjoyed the view of your focused expression on his tie. He watched your eyes light up at the notion, his heart swelling with.. with something. "Oh! I mean - The queen talks about it like it's this big important fancy thing, but.. if you think it'll be okay.. I'll - um - " She thought for a moment, looking around the room. "I don't exactly have anything to wear.. I'll join next time, if the invites still open?" You smiled, but it was strained. And he could tell. "No problem! I'll have her find something for you, then you can slip in whenever you want. No pressure!"
With a wave of his hand, a little imp girl came from a portal he had conjured up. Peeking inside, you saw a vast collection of gowns. The imp took your hand and dragged you in silently. You stumbled, then stammered something out, something that should've been a thank you, or a show of appreciation, but you were too stunned by the situation. He waved, then Charlie waved, then the two were out of the room.
The picture of them together ran through your mind. Not just them in matching outfits, but whenever he would press his forehead against hers, or he would show off his horns when Charlie was prodding at her own. Or when they really seemed like a family. Lillith was never in those pictures. Fuck, don't be jealous. You're getting paid far too much money to feel anything like that. Plus, you're being treated to an elegant evening gown without even asking. You don't get to be jealous.
Luckily, the imp rolled out a rack of dresses, it was stuffed to the brim, but was still a more manageable collection compared to the entire room. You sifted through them, and each one that twisted your face, she took off the hanger and set aside. After narrowing it down, you were stuck on two dresses; a sultry red dress, with an incredibly high slit and a stretched velvet material that hugged you in all the right places. Definitely a head turner. Even if this gala had a V.I.P list, maybe some handsome individual could help you distract yourself.
But the other option was a glistening lavender color, the neckline went across your shoulders, turning to gloves that tapered at your knuckles. A sheer corset held your curves in place, and it was paired with pearl accessories, to go with your sleek white heels. Both were gorgeous of course, but turning your hips and taking in how you looked in that lavender gown.. you could see yourself fitting quite nicely into your mental picture of Lucifer and Charlie. You would never admit that's why you picked it. You were prettied up, your hair pulled to one side with pearl clips scattered within the strands, and a little touch of makeup that you really didnt want, but was convinced without a word by the stylist. You looked like royalty. And that made you feel good in so many ways.
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Lucifer said you could "sneak in", and you thought it best to take that literally. Waving and greeting all the workers in the kitchen that you knew, you finally slipped through the door where the caterers traveled from. You went straight for the bar, not because you needed a drink - well, I'm sure that's part of it - but because you had no idea what to do. What, were you supposed to walk straight up to Lucifer? Or Lillith? The idea of seeing Lillith suddenly made your stomach churn. You realized that you actually got there in time to see the introductions for most of the more esteemed guests. They went through the sins, who were larger than life, then a flared announcement for the Morningstar family was belted out.
Lucifer stood with a devilish grin, looking handsome as always. Lillith was still stunning, her gown trailing behind her.. but it was black. It wasnât purple, or plum, or lilac, it was just black. It may not have looked like a contrast to everyone, but it upset you for some reason. Charlie stood between them, looking incredibly calmed considering the intensity of the moment. Lillith was holding her small hand, but the difference in height made her strain to keep their fingers intertwined. You cringed watching her stand on the tip of her toes to keep contact with her own mother.
Quietly, as to not interupt the announcements, you beckoned the bartender to bring you a drink. You sat and sipped, your back arched as you leaned your weight onto your elbows. What were you doing here? Was this all worth it? To have your little Cinderella transformation?Â
"Hello, darling.. and who might you be?" A sultry voice came from behind, causing you to swivle in the chair to face where it came from. It wasn't Lucifer, which left you mildly disapointed, but you definitely weren't upset at the curvy woman standing in front of you, wearing a dress that left nothing to the imagination. The swishing demonic tail wasn't something you hated either. A real fox.
"Oh, a friend invited me, I didnt want to cramp his style, so here I am." As you spoke, the bartender brings a tall flute of champagne over to the gorgeous demon in front of you. She glides to sit in the seat next to you. "Hm - well, I'd hate to see you all alone tonight, mind if I keep you company, love?" She slid her fingers up your arm and you have no idea how you managed to keep your cool. "Not at all~" maybe it was the confidence of your new appearance, but you had no issue with spending the night with this stranger.
All of a sudden, Charlie was plopped into your seated lap, causing you to look up towards an intimidating Lucifer. Examining the sudden shift in mood, you were relieved to see Lillith talking to some demons on the other side of the room. "Glad you could make it! Charlie here - reeaally missed you, thought I should say hi." He smile was forced, you noticed a slight twitch in his eye. "Ah, I see you've met my nanny! Quite a beauty, wouldn't you agree?" Lucifer came incredibly close to you, leaning in and placing his hand on your back. The only issue was the low cut of the dress, allowing you to feel his warm hands on your skin. You hoped he didn't feel the shiver run up your spine.
Taking a hold of Charlie as she climbed up your lap to hug your neck, you let out a natural laugh, feeling like yourself for the first time tonight. Looking back to your conquest, who was definitely about to ask you to "get out of here", you see a face of absolute disgust. Oh, right. You're just a sinner to these higher ups. And a working class one at that. Nanny wasn't the most flattering occupation apparently. She made a terrible excuse to get out of the conversation and walked away a little faster than she should've.
"Sir! I have no problem watching Charlie tonight, but - I was about to -" your face flushed as you tried to explain how you were just trying to get laid tonight. âGet a drink, right? Make sure you stick to the non-alchoomic stuff, hun, sounds like Charlie gets to stay up late tonight!" With a hefty pat on your back, Lucifer stepped away to talk to another random demon. What the fuck? Lucifer had beckoned the bartender over again, and when you looked back to the counter, you see a sad looking soda water. With a sigh, you guzzle the drink just to wet your dried throat.
As much a you loved Charlie, there was no better chick repellant. And even for the brave souls who decided to approach you and still show interest, Lucifer would suddenly appear, keeping his hand just above your tailbone as he mentioned your hard work as his employee. Maybe it was the word nanny, or the intimidating presence of the king of Hell, but he had to be doing this on purpose. You kind of hoped he was doing this on purpose.. After one too many fleeting suitors, you worked your magic and calmed Charlie until she fell asleep in your arms. You hummed a little tune again, the method was something she became accustomed to after you started taking care of her.
"My my~ what a sweetheart." A broad shouldered demon approached you, his lower voice ringing throughout your chest. "Isn't she? She's exhuasted, I should really get her to bed." You never took your eyes off of Charlie, making it easy for him to slip a hand around your waist." Ah, youâre her caretaker, hm? Well.. what do you have going on after you get her to bed?" His hand trails down to your hips, starting to trace a circle with his thumb. You swung away, a look of disgust on your face." Probably going to bed. By myself." You hissed. You never had a problem handling those kind of advances, and you'd do anything to keep Charlie safe, so you kept your distance. "You don't have to do that, baby~ why don't you show me around the Morningstar manor?" He closed the distance, and as you go to step back, your back hits the bar. "N-No thanks, I'm.. not..." You would have gotten nervous in the moment, if you didnt see a blonde headed angel approaching with horns threatening to burst out.
"Stay away from her." A small puff of flames came from Lucifer's snarl as he reprimanded the thug. He scoffed and stepped away as if nothing had happened. Probably the smartest thing for him to do at this point. Lucifer's suddenly glowing red eyes returned to their normal hue once he turned his attention to you. You froze in place. It felt like you were in trouble too. "You're okay?" He spoke blankly, you couldn't tell what emotion he was trying to convey, let alone how he actually feels. You nodded, keeping a hand on the back of Charlie's head." Get her to bed." With a dramatic turn, his transparent cape flew behind him and he returned to Lillith's side. He placed his hand on the small of her back.
You wanted to cry. To scream and drink until you can't think of anything. Charlie was your main priority, though. You took her to her nursery as soon as you could. Carefully changing her into her pajamas, a cute little onesie with ducks printed all over, then placed the drowsy toddler into her bed. "Oh Charlie.. You are so lucky to be so loved." You spoke geniunely, no matter your feelings, the amount of love Charlie is given and how much she gives in return was always so unbelievable to you. She was made of pure joy. Brushing some hair away from her face, you stepped back, taking your time on returning to your room.
"That is so sweet." You shot your head up, unpleasantly surprised by Lucifer's sorry face. "She's in bed, what do you need from me?" You spoke softly, as to not wake her. "You look beautiful. I just.. didn't get a chance to say that earlier, is all." Your face twisted in digust. "You know, you weren't the only one who thought that tonight. That was the first time I've been hit on in months. Couldn't you let me just enjoy the night..?" You were becoming increasingly frustrated, and it was translating clearly through your words. He flinched at your aggression, suddenly becoming defensive.
"That filfthy demon was feeling you up..! What else did you want me to do?" He started to match your energy, quietly responding in an aggitated state." Not him, the rest! I was about to leave with that lady at the bar, and I'm sure others would've enjoyed my company if I wasn't getting handed a toddler every second." You'd regret that one later, referring to Charlie as just a toddler. "That's your job, dear. Remember why you're here." He puffed out his chest, becoming increasingly close to your figure. You shrunk away, your eyes widened at his words.
"Oh- Oh, no, I didn't mean to - wait, I wasn't - " He stammered, his intimidating stature immediatly dropping as he say your eyes start to glaze over with tears, which only flowed down your cheeks after batting your made-up lashes. "Nonono! Please don't cry I - um.. " his eyes darted around the room, before reaching his arms out and reeling you in to a tightening embrace. Your chin sat on his shoulder, the shock momentarily keeping the water works at bay.
"I got nervous, okay..? I didn't want anything.. bad... to happen. I didn't want to lose you in there." Those words shouldn't tug at your heart strings at much as they did, but that and the low rumble of his voice just slightly hitting your ear made it impossible.
"I-I can handle myself.." You sniffled, your breath becoming heavier as you felt his hands start to explore your back. He rested one hand on the small of your back, sending a familiar warmth to your chest. But then, his fingers traced upwards, holding onto your shoulders for a moment, before lightly clawing down your bare back. He traced over a certain spot that tickled you the wrong way, causing you to force out a little yelp. You both stopped for a moment, the only thing you could hear was the uneven pants coming from your mouths. He pulled away for a moment, keeping his hands on your shoulders. Then eyeing you up and down, he ran his grasp across the length of your arms. "I known you can.. you're wonderful." He somehow spoke as if he was completely unaffected by the intimacy he was just showing you. Your breath only picked up more, instantly regretting what you were about to do.
With a small leap, you pulled him in by his collar and messily met his lips. It couldn't be a quick peck, that's too confusing. You wanted this to last forever. He kept his lips sealed shut at first, but that didn't last long. With a shakey breath against your lips, he pulled you in by your waist suddenly, bringing you as close to him as he could. The motion took the air out of your lungs, forcing you release a vocal sigh. He only held you tighter after that. Your arms trailed up and around his shoulders, combing through the hairs at the nape of his neck. He broke for a moment, his kisses traveling down your lips to your jawline, then down to your neck.
Flicking your hair back, he latched an incredibly wet kiss on the softness of your neck. Lucifer took the invitation of your strapless dress to fully cover you in kisses, occasionally running his tongue up the length of your neck. A panting mess, you pulled him back up by his chin, finally getting a good look at his face. He was falling apart at the seems. He looked desperate to get back to working on your neck, like he hadnt been intimate with anyone in years. You needed his lips against yours again. Holding his jaw, you pressed a kiss on his lips, then squeezed your thumb amd index finger to open his lower jaw and push your tongue into his mouth. He let out a nervous moan, before quickly catching up to you.
This wasnât right. This part wasn't in your mental picture of a perfect family. And you knew why. Your thoughts were silenced, feeling his mouth trail back down to your collarbone. He thumbed at the top of your long glove, beginning to pull it down. God, never let this moment end.
But you forgot. You're in Hell.
With a frantic patting on his shoulder, you quickly attempted to get his attention. When Lucifer met your eyes again, they had gone wide, and he finally noticed you shaking. "Hey, hey! What is it? Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"
"Yes." He froze. He slowly turned his head to the door. Lillith.
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"Darling, please, I'm sorry, you know you're the only one for me - it was a long night, mistakes were made, let's just move on, hm..?" He was begging for this moment to be over, as Lillith moved past him and approached you. You had to crane your neck to look at her, your entire body trembling. You had mascara running down your eyes, and your lipstick had smeared in all directions. Lillith lifted your head up even further, wiping some smudged lipstick from the corner of your mouth. "Lily..?" Lucifer let out softly. She let out a soft sigh. She didn't seem to be angry, which seemed to make you more nervous than if she was. "D-Donât.. don't hurt her..." It's like he was scared to stick up for you. That, and the fact that he just called this past interaction a mistake, weighed heavily on your heart. "You think that little of me, my love? I would never. It was a mistake, after all, just as you said." She spoke so calmly but knew exactly what to say to make you cower in fear. You let out a pathetic whimper, "P-Please... I'm s-sorry, Your Highness..." She smiled and tightened her grip on your jaw for a moment before letting you go. You didn't realize she was actually lifting you up slightly until you were dropped down. âSo.. we can talk and figure this out, right? Lily?" She kept her eyes off of the anxious mess that Lucifer was becoming." Of course, love. We'll talk in the morning. Oh, and obviously - " She turned towards you just before leaving the room.Â
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Anyway, there is absolutely a part 2 for this don't worry and I'll get to it.. eventually.
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#There's a reference in here someone please get it#hazbin hotel#hazbin#lucifer hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel fandom#lucifer hazbin#lucifer morningstar#lucifer magne#hazbin hotel smut#lucifer fluff#lucifer morningstar x you#lucifer x reader#lucifer x reader smut#hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin lucifer#lucifer smut#lucifer x you
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CREECHUR! ATTACK!
#^ someone please get that reference#anyway i'm so glad people liked this little beast so here's more of them <3#in stars and time#isat#loop in stars and time#in stars and time loop#loop isat#isat loop#in stars and time fanart#isat fanart#ferret loop#artists on tumblr#my art#clover's funky shit#uuohh i forgot the whiskers đŚ.....
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I invite you to imagine (Patreon)
#My art#SCII#ZEX#DAX#W. D. Ghoster#Me - someone who has never finished a Ghost: What if...#Ft. my once-a-decade clean hand-drawn lineart#It's not As bad as I remember but it's still not my preferred method lol#But my desire to style match was stronger what can I say#My own fingerprints are still very clear to me lol but I've fooled before! Please be fooled for a moment! Haha#I'm still so sad that I can't get the SCII fonts in EPTSAI2 it's so roundabout to have to use a word processor and screengrab >:P#And I can't change the font size! I had to grab DAX's *sigh* from one of the Secret Theater screecaps! Pfbtl#Gripes aside lol this was fun <3#These two are always a treat to draw ⪠And there Is something cool about using clean brushes for small resolution stuff :)#I also like how they're both tendril-rubbing lol only DAX was in the sketch!#Simplified palette this time for speed ⪠Pulled from a bit here and there some of mine some from references#Cute lads <3 It's fun to imagine their head tendrils moving near constantly hehe#It'd probably be a pain to make them all squiggle independently and at varying speeds based on what they're doing#But it would be Cute! Slowly waving or whipping around ahh âŞ#Same with their tongues - tho that'd just be one so not as bad haha#ZEX would be ecstatic to be on a human computer lol#DAX well âŤ#Cute lads 'em ah <3
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Since atla is again having an extra surge of popularity, I'm shooting my shot:
[ID: (Rest of image description in alt). At the bottom of the image sits the text: "Zuko: Okay. Well, I can't remember how it starts, but the punchline is "leaf me alone, I'm bushed."" ID end].
Did we ever find out what the setup for this joke was? I feel kinda haunted by it. If not- anyone wanna make their best or worst guesses?
edit: I now know what "I'm bushed" mean, but go ahead anyway đ
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#atla#the way I was early out for this next surge in popularity đ¤ I was in a different phase by 2020#it's not like it haunts me day and night but it does bother me thinking back on it. please tell me I'm not the only one đ§ââď¸#I'll have to reblog the 'closure is a myth' post jk#what kind... of joke is it? leaf pun on leave i get. I'm bushed however I dont get. it implies the punchline sayer is a bush at least I#think. but what prompts the 'i am bushed' I dont get. is it not contextual? is it a phrase ive not connected like 'leaf me alone'?#is there anotger layer between leaf and bush? again what kind of joke (social:joke purpose. what is funny? only pun?) + (in-joke set up)?#is it about the kind of bush it is? is it between two plants? the plant & someone picking on the plant like a teamaker collecting?#is it about a plant that has grown into bush and thus (somethingsomething)?? is it not a plant at all? other elements? iroh *what*.#if the creators actually had a setup in mind- I fear it will be lame. but yet I am haunted#it must have cracked someone up for him to try relay it. (set in term of endearment here) đ§ââď¸đ *poking him*#either way. me đ¤ zuko @ being bad at remembering & relaying jokes đđ#at least in that instance anyway#I mainly stick to irony & sarcasm. running along with an mistaken assumption or replying w something silly & blowing it out of proportions.#puns if I'm lucky. ect. fun when I can reference it later tho I try not to overdo it. not like I'll likely remember it for too long anyway#now to lay in wajt see if anything happens....#avatar the last airbender#zuko#atla zuko#a:tla#my rambles#its lie and not lay is it not.....
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Zam wants to be â ď¸ with Minute SOOOOO bad. And Minute has no idea why. Heâs so confused by it. Reluctant and honestly pretty tame Kismesissitude
#princetech#I think about them so much#LS sundial you are everything to me#Kings sundial I miss you but ohhh pairings where they just beat each other up a lot is so good#Zam begging minute to fight him and minute is just SO baffled#Zam is so strange and Minute canât even begin to understand#guy that likes getting beaten up and dying meets guy that doesnât see the point of fighting without a proper reason#I hope they kill each other More#umm if the CCs see this hi! hey! what the fuck!#sorry for homestuck reference posting#unfortunate that they understand homestuck quadrants now#watching the Old Habits Die Hard vod finally#been so busy with work I havenât been caught up fully#Zam expecting Minute to spawn trap his bed makes me feel insane#Zam laughing during this fight too. heâs so fucked up for that#reminds me of how Starfox used to be. Zam really needs to have SOMEONE to beat him up or else he loses his mind#but heâs already lost it so whoâs really winning here?#okay enough rambling in the tags#need more people to post abt them. please please ple
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I'M THE MAN WHO'S GONNA BURN YOUR HOUSE DOWN. WITH THE LEMONS. /ref
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Some Killer Frequency ship thoughts. :]
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Forrest + Sandra: Miserable old folks covering it up with humor and whimsy. I love them so much, they're practically canon.
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Forrest + Peggy: Cute, but I don't personally ship it under head-canon works. Outside of head canon works, I think they're a good duo:]
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Forrest + Marie: Spicy, but Good Lord would it be a nightmare. Marie isn't in the headspace for Forrest's...fruitiness,,?
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Forrest + Roddy: I think they might be a part of the Homosexual Underground,,, Serious main character and seemingly a goober partner? Hello?
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Forrest + Ricky: This is so cute:[ Like, Imagine Ricky teaching Forrest to roller skate and then Max tackling him when he busts his ass.
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Forrest + Teddy: I have. Many thoughts. Many. None of which can be shared. Basically toxic old man yaoi but,,,worse.
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Forrest + Reggie: Just thought about this. Toxic old man yaoi. Rivals to reluctant coworkers to even more reluctant lovers?
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Forrest + Maurice: OLD MAN YAOI. Angry media folks. Forrest hates the news, Maurice loves the radio, they don't make do but they do.
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Forrest + Murphy: Fernando gets two dads. Mature Gremlin duo.
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Forrest + John: Miserable old fucks. This is entirely head-canon but these two definitely have some tension at work. Not anything gnarly or weird, it's just a sass competition.
#killer frequency#kfam#forrest nash#killer frequency headcanon#Theres a DE reference here someone please get it#I wanna draw Disco Elysium KF but like who would be who?
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mmm billyswag angst panel. billy is venting about the guest war... (click for quality lawl)
#brickbattler#swagman#billybloxxer#william billy bloxxer#billyswag#roblox#roblox fanart#roblox art#fanart#artists on tumblr#illustration#crowart#crowpost#anyways uhm. took . two days. wowwie#anyways i think its funny that its bathed in warm colors when billy is talking about. the horrors. and the war and stuff#that its bathed in red with swagman. and red is associated with love.... who is absolutely miserable here.#uhm. billy is full of scars from the war. and training and battles. somewhere imagine that he also has burn scars from coolmans telamonster#someone please give billy a haircut and a new fit. or even stitch it. his shirt is probably torn under there#also fire bones emoji refers to mal's headcanon that. coolman was forced to burn the bodies in the guest war ahhh#tears in my eyes. mal paining me with miserable angst thoughts with this one#also thinking that. if swagman does find out that coolman was directly involved in the guest war from billy#swagman looking to the side could mean that hes also. thinking about coolman at that moment#eugh. making me sick. that coolman would have never told swagman that he. did all these things in the war.#when swag and cool both want to do good but this is possibly the worst thing that cool has done and he prob didnt know the scale of it all#aaaaaaaaaaaa im gonna scream and cry and jump off the walls i cant!!!!!!!!#oh!. yea. and also billys hair is getting lighter a little due to stress and things... (thanks mal)
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