#also what a great ask

[poetryvampire]

Just curious but how do you think Zevlor would feel about non-tiefling reader, who has never seen a tieflings before, is just both fascinated by his infernal features & genuinely thought he's so handsome? Reader is shy around him that he misunderstood thinking reader is afraid of him, but later, he accidentally overheard reader being teased for being too shy to talk to him all because he's too attractive! Please tell me thoughts if you don't mind!

Dear sweet anon! I could swoon, I love that good shy mutual pining. Gets me every time. I was so taken with the idea it turned into a little fic. Let's goooo ✨

Zevlor x Gn Reader

Sft. Zevlor pines for you while trying to figure out how you might feel for him. With a bit of angst but it's mostly just cute.

Transfixed

After a winding jog through the woods Zevlor slows to an easy trot, letting out a long breath. He's weary in body and mind. Despite his hopes the gentle greenery had done little to calm his storming thoughts. He was certain his fears has turned reality and he had wronged you by his foolish actions.

The tiefling commander sat himself against a large elm tree, allowing another exasperated sigh to past his lips. He couldn't help but mull over the situation; to try and pin point where he had gone wrong or if he had any chance of fixing it.

Zevlor has a keen eye and was always acutely aware of your gaze. It wouldn't be the first time he'd gotten lingering stares from a non-tiefling. He understood that his dark eyes and curved horns could come off as a bit intimidating, especially to someone that's not used to his kind. Usually he would pay it little attention. But your eyes, they stayed with him.

It became a sort of game. One seemingly approved by the Gods themselves as the two of you crossed paths constantly. He would catch you, eyes locked on him and like every time they would dart away, a sweet blush rising to your cheeks. Zevlor had found himself transfixed by the sight of you, then suddenly you were the one catching him. Usually you'd turn away but if the stars alined just right you would hold his gaze. There was a wonderment in it that kept him up at night. Desperately he fought not to give into false hope but couldn't help but wonder if there was something more than mere curiosity behind those eyes. Those gorgeous eyes.

He had to test the waters. Carefully, little by little, he sought you out more often. It was always amiable, enjoyable even but you puzzled him still. Your voice may shake a little when you spoke yet you never sought to cut the conversation short. Your words were welcoming even if your gaze was down turned.

Zevlor plays back his every action in his mind. Could it be you were you shy by nature? Were you too polite to tell him to leave you be? Or did his presence truly make you uncomfortable?

He feared he had only made things worse a few days prior. You had passed him in a hurry only to drop a book full of loose papers that scattered all over the ground. Of course Zevlor knelt beside you in a instant to help. Your hands crashed together and you gasped practically jumping out of your skin. Fear struck his heart, thinking he may have hurt you.

"My deepest apologies, my dear. Please, let me see." Without thinking Zevlor grabbed your hand, running his fingers over it carefully, inspecting it for any cuts or scratches from his nails. There were none, just the softest skin he'd ever felt. He was drawn back to reality when he notes you're trembling ever so slightly.

"Are you alright?" He lifts he's eyes to yours only to be met with a sharp jab in his chest. Fear; It's unmistakable. Your eyes are brimming with it, full like a deer locked in place before some beast. He dropped your hand just then realizing how tightly he was gripping it.

"I- I'm sorry. I have to be going, C-commander." You forced out before you stood and practically sprinted away.

Zevlor drops his head in his hands, trying to discern the best path to take. Having had collected your book the first plan was to simply return it and offer an apology. But as the days passed he wonders if trying to smooth things over was just more foolishness. There was plenty of people he could pass the book on to and then he could leave you be. Not bother you again. He scolds himself for thinking you might have had any feelings for him other than fear.

The soft rustling of wind through leaves is broken by the sound of vibrant laughter.

"Oh, come on. You have to go!" It's a woman. A very familiar voice.

"But I don't want to make it weird if it's a tiefling holiday thing. I don't want to crash the party."

It was you. Zevlor bolted up peaking around the elm. There, through a small thicket of trees he spied two figures walking leisurely. It was you and Lia, a fellow teifling he had occasionally seen you in the company of.

"Oh please. It's nothing like that, just a little get together. C'mon it'll be fun." Lia pleaded.

The sabbath celebration was that evening, wasn't it? It had completely slipped Zevlor's mind.

"Oh, I don't know."

"You know all of us are going. Everyone's gonna be there. Including Zevlor.' Lia practically sang out.

"No! Don't say that." You gasp. "Now I definitely can't go."

Zevlor would have gladly taken being thrown from his horse over the gut punch of your words. It was his own fault for listening to a private conversation and for letting his mind be over come with the thought of you. Defeated, he turned to leave as silently as he could.

"You're mad. Just talk to him."

"You don't understand, I can't just talk to someone like him. He's far too handsome."

Zevlor nearly tripped, his body halting him before his brain could process the words. Surely he misheard you.

Lia's laugh filled the forest. "You're so ridiculous. Just come tonight, have a glass of wine with him. I'm sure he'd like that."

His heart hammers. Yes, he'd like that quite a bit. More than anything he could think of at the moment.

"But I always make such a fool of myself in front of him. It's like I see him and my brain just goes all stupid." You sigh.

"You're not that bad. Besides you talk to Dammon just fine." She teases.

"He's different. Yeah he's attractive but he's not ~Zevlor~"

His name rolls off your tongue so sweetly. A breath escapes his lips didn't realize he was holding in.

"Admit it, it's the infernal features. We really are stunning, aren't we." Lia jokes.

"You are! Really you're all so beautiful." there's such an honesty in your words. "But Zevlor's so handsome. It's just all so striking. His skin is such a perfect shade of red and those eyes just transfix me. I feel my whole body's burning when he looks at me. And those horns! They're so large and well shaped. Gods I want to touch them."

"Speak to him like that and I'm sure he'd let you touch a lot of things."

"Hush." You laugh. "You think so?"

There's a smile on your lips, Zevlor's sure of it by the warmth in your voice. He's in a dream, it's the only answer.

"Oh, commander!" Lia teases, dramatically. " I feel so safe with those great big horns of yours! Won't you walk me home?"

"Shut up! It's not just that you know. He's also well spoken and he seems so brave and dutiful. He's such a gentleman. I wish I could just how amazing he is. How he makes me feel so..." You trail off, lost in thought.

"That settles it. Let's go get ready. We're going to that party."

Your hurried voices fade leaving Zevlor with the sound of his heart pounding. Thoughts rushed his mind telling him this couldn't be. That somehow he misunderstood. As unbelievable as it felt he knew what he heard.

Handsome. His infernal features in all. That was something the tiefling commander never considered himself. He couldn't stop the smile pulling at his lips. He's overwhelmed and ecstatic all at once. His mind is not free from doubt but your words set a new courage ablaze in his heart.

Zevlor had tried his best to push the fullness of his desire for you away but if your feelings were the same he had to act. For both your sakes he would seek you out that night. The misunderstanding would be mended and perhaps some relief offered to your longing.

~ 💜💓💜

[yourangle-yuordevil]

That time in ancient Greece when Aziraphale needed a speedy horse and accidentally invented the pegasus

VS.

Whatever Crowley had going on in medieval times

[irenespring]

Today I would like to shout out that one random Twitter person who made up that JD Vance bragged about fucking a couch.

Imagine making a random shitpost and less than two months later your joke is being used by a major party nominee for Vice President on live television at his introduction rally, earning him thunderous applause.

That poster must be having quite the experience.

[keferon]

The tac net crash chapter is one of my favorites so far~

Ah and. Guess what. I just discovered that including this post, I made 50 pieces of fanart for Mistakes on mistakes until.. I’m so sane and normal about this story can you tell👍

[technically-human]

Can you draw something with Doom Patrol!Edwin and Netflix!Edwin?

Maybe something about Dp!Edwin talking about his feelings for Charles with N!Edwin?

It's just something I've been thinking of, make it a little angsty?<3

Glad you asked

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[featheredadora]

Disabled people shouldn't have to jump through hoops!!

[aphel1on]

AURGH auwarghh the autistic parental trauma... the epi was wacky hijinks then dropped this on us out of nowhere... (sobs) laios... laiiiiooooos

[slavhew]

do you ever get reminded of a ship, remember a piece of fanart of it that you loved, then after a day long search realize that you just imagined it? and then try to draw it yourself?

prllb btbtt ALT VERISONS

[rainedropsart]

Cassie Sandsmark they could never make me hate you. Even if they’re trying. Really hard

Also idk if Greta and Cassie were technically roommates at Saint Elias’s but who else would it be. They’re buddies. Bonds forged in Yj are unbreakable unfortunately

[spicyvampire]

Great and Tyme being worried about each other

4MINUTES (2024) EP. 5

[notbecauseofvictories]

I've seen that "the immortal loses their loved one but not their loved one's family; what if the immortal stayed close, followed them down the generations?" post a dozen times, and I understand it's intended to be sweet---but every single time I see it, all I can think is that it's straight-up the beginning of a horror story.

[kxowledge]

kitchen equipment: a guide

[strawbubmint]

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final part! thank you all for enjoying my short and super self indulgent zosan comic :-)

[yesokayiknow]

man the fact that martha jones would take one look at clara oswald and say Absolutely Fucking Not really makes me want to put them together like post s9!clara is visiting earth when she has a run in with unit and accidentally kidnaps her and can't manage to get her back to earth. aka clara spends several months trying to seduce her except she's clara so martha's like what the actual fuck is wrong with you. stop that

[theysangastheyslew]

No thoughts, just boop

Pre-war silliness inspired by this merch drop:

[technically-human]

Ooh, now that we’ve seen N!Edwin and DP!Edwin talk about Feelings could we see the same with N!Charles and DP!Charles?

As simple as that.

Edwins version

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