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susoriginals · 7 months ago
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Vintage Blue & White Blouse Dolman Batwing Sleeve Top by A New Approach Women's XXL Fits Extra Large to 2X Only $10
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WAIT
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did trimax ww not have those iconic crosses on his sleeves??????? those were a 98 exclusive????????????
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agent-gei · 8 months ago
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Their first date night.
i love to imagine that Charlie went out of her way to book the fancy ass restaurant with finest dining in NYC just for a "simple" date as Vaggie suggested.
and yes, Vaggie has a full sleeve tattoo by her right arm and showing off her toned limbs w that dress (thats another reason why our bi ass nepobaby looks flustered)
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lethologicaee · 1 year ago
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yeah
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wasyago · 2 years ago
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a quick idea
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lulu2992 · 4 months ago
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Faith Seed ❈ The Siren
Monarch of the Bliss
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nest-being · 2 months ago
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fuck OOOOOOOFF 😩 baby the stars shine bright HATES me 😭😭😭 90cm bust??? ¥55000???? And I'm supposed to just cope?? To Suffer??????? to go WITHOUT??? why do they play with my heart like this 🥲
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luv-indigo · 2 months ago
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*chucks this at you and immediately explodes*
okay so oc / self insert x angel devil yeah….i’ve been feeling pretty bummed lately so i just needed to make something silly
also this dynamic hello??? oooo they can’t touch because of the whole curse thing (whoops) but yknow they’re gonna be as close as possible. dangerously close perchance
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edit!! : omggg I was so excited to post this I forgot to put the references I used
ref 1 and ref 2
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downtherabbitholewithlucy · 2 years ago
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When the hoodie is more like a halo covering his angelic head😇
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rosicheeks · 2 years ago
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gotta ask the follow up question...
What tattoo do you want to get the most?
Nooooo I want so many though 😤😤
#that’s probably the hardest part#idk what one I would want to get first#there’s this place by me and they do this sale sometimes#where they do a bunch of different tattoos#and then it’s super cheap and you go in and point to which one you want#i don’t remember the rules or anything so don’t ask me much about it#but I’ve always thought about getting a small simple one from that just to start with#since I have no clue what to expect#I used to have a whole tattoo idea notebook#I would draw ideas#I’ve always wanted to get a matching tattoo with my sister#I had a few quotes that I thought of#but I think I would really want to do some word or phrase in Greek#also have always wanted to do some sort of wings#Idk if I would ever do it but I think it would be stunning to do a huge back piece with beautiful big angel wings#also want a crown somewhere but I feel like that’s obvious 😂😂😂#growing up my dream was to do a full sleeve#but idk what it would be of#also have wayyyyyy too many quotes I want to do#but my memory is shit so I don’t remember them all by heart#I just love quotes and I think it would be nice to have a reminder of a good hopeful quote#especially when times are hard#I can look at my tattoo and read it and just breathe and calm down a bit#definitely didn’t answer your question I’m sorryyyyy#it’s been awhile since I��ve seriously thought about getting a tattoo#I need to focus on other things so I don’t think I’ll have money for a tattoo any time in the near future#once I move out of my current place then maybe I can think more seriously into tattoos#until then I need to get a new tattoo idea journal and start doodling in there when I get bored!#thanks for the question sweetie 💖#ask
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seleneserenade · 2 years ago
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“Fuck you!” Reina is in her angel costume, pelting people with coal while jumping rooftop to rooftop. Why? An old man with a red coat and a cute bird asked her nicely. “Be nicer next year!”
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missnaqvi · 1 year ago
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Check out this awesome 'Angel' design on @TeePublic!
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writing-fanics · 9 months ago
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don’t mess with the devil
Part ii
Lucifer Morningstar x Reader
[warning: angst: mentions of death: death?]
Your movements became sluggish. The wound on your side bleeding more and more with each movement, and swing of your angelic weapon. “Can’t even hold a weapon.” Adam mocked, as she glared at him. Already tired and she looked down at her wound. “Who would’ve thought a fucking human, making a deal with the devil.”
“Was it for dick? It was for dick wasn’t it?” Adam laughed, and mocked. You let out a battle cry flying towards him.
You screamed in pain, as the yellow light shot right through your wing. Your wings started going weak, as you struggled to keep up with Adam’s attacks. He laughed and cackled, taking enjoyment in your struggle.
“Where’s your little boyfriend huh?” He mocked, as more and more yellow shots kept hitting your body. Until you could barely keep your body up, “awe, is he not coming to scared to show his fa-”a fist punched, Adam in the face. Causing him to let go of your chin, but you didn’t fall instead.
A pair of familiar arms held you, “I’m so sorry, I couldn’t be here sooner,” said Lucifer, as he nuzzled his head against his partner. Then lifted his head and glared at Adam, eyes fuming with rage.
“Sorry, for being so stubborn.” You mumbled, knowing this was the reason he didn’t want you to fight. Even though, he gave you some of his powers. You were still a human. He nuzzled, his head against yours once more. “It’s okay,” He said, as he landed on the rooftop.
He handed you off to Charlie, his daughter taking your injured body into her arms. She looked down at you worriedly, as you took shallow breaths. Your face battered cuts and bruises covered your face, and your right eye was swollen. Landing on the rooftop, walking towards Adam.
“Huh? Okay? Seriously?” Adam panted, as he stood up slowly. “How many of you freaks do I have to fight?!” He shouted, glaring at them.
Lucifer rolled up his sleeves, as he walked towards Adam. “Oh, I’m the only one that matters.” said Lucifer, as he looked up at Adam angrily.
“See, you messed with my daughter and my partner.” his eyes burning with rage. “and now I’m toning to fuck you!” he shouted, and everyone went silent as they stared at him dumbfounded.
Charlie leaned over, “It’s fuck you up dad?” Charlie whispered, and he looked confused as he raised his eyebrow, “Wait what did I say?” He said, and then Adam flew towards him sending them both into a wall. But Lucifer transformed into a white snake.
You could barely keep your eyes open, as the pain became worse. You didn’t know how much blood you were losing, but knew it was a lot. You were just a mere human, a human who fell in love with the king of hell. Him inevitably giving you some of his power in an act of love.
Your memories of how you ended up in Hell, a blur. You still figuring out a way to at least see your family again. But now that seemed to be in vain. You wondered if this was how it was going to end for you. You wondered, what would happen to you a human dying in hell?
Would you be dead forever no second life? Or would you just enter purgatory?
“So, this is what you’ve been up to since Eden?” said Lucifer, taunting him.
“Gotta say, you really let yourself go buddy.” He said, as he taunted Adam.
Adam laughs, as he grabbed Lucifer by the tail. “You judgin’ me?” He shouted angrily, as he tried to throw him. But he transformed again, this time into a duck. “You’re the most hated being in all of creation.” Adam shouted, angrily looking at him.
“Well, your first wife didn’t seem to hate what I had to offer.” said Lucifer, as he made a V shape with his fingers and dragged it downward from his mouth.
“or the second.” He said looking Adam straight in the face, “Bow-chicka-wow-wow.” He said, as he backed away making a thrusting motion with his hips. Adam lunched at him, and Lucifer transformed into a horse. Kicking him around, “I’ll fuckin’ end you!!” Adam shouted.
Your vision started to blur, as you leaned your head against the wall You didn’t want to die not like this, not without seeing your parents again. Wondering if they’re worried about their missing child, who they haven’t seen in almost a year.
You’ve been stuck in Hell for that long. Lucifer and You, still figuring out a way to get you back. But you always promised that you’d stay in Hell with him, and visit your friends and family once in a while.
Maybe this was to be your fate, dying in Hell. Where would your soul go? You couldn’t imagine the heartbreak your death would bring to both, Charlie and Lucifer. You couldn’t bear the thought of seeing them cry, you’ve grown to love them so much. Seeing Charlie as a child of your own.
Lucifer your partner. The best thing to ever come out of being trapped in Hell. He was so kind and caring, when he found out about your situation. Wanting to help you anyway he could, which led him to falling in love. How his heart swelled whenever you smiled at him, turning his cheeks red.
How seeing you cry made his heartache, knowing you missed your family and friends back on earth. How when that ‘Red Bastard’ at the Hazbin Hotel, took your hand and kissed him while staring mockingly at Lucifer. Boiled his blood.
A smiled grew across your lips, as you grew tired. You were too tired to even notice the beam of light, heading straight towards the hotel. Towards you. Everything went dark.
Y/n?
Y/n?
Y/n!
who’s calling my name?
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vxnuslogy · 5 months ago
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— retail therapy. ft sunday
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— warnings: slight angst if you squint hard enough
— author's note: self-indulgent stellaron hunter sunday after playing the new tb quest. ~2.4k words.
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“is this…” sunday gestures with his hands, “also part of our script?”
you let out a laugh. balancing firefly and kafka’s shopping bags in your hands, you only shook your head at the angel-like man with an amused smile on your lips. 
“no, it is not.” kafka was browsing the dress sections with keen interest, blade was peering over silver wolf’s shoulder watching her as she played yet another video game, and firefly was looking over the rack of new hats. “but it’s a good change of pace. you all deserve to relax after such a hard mission.”
“i don’t think this really fits my criteria of relaxation, [name].” you only laugh at sunday’s sigh. offering him a small pat on the back and dragging him by his sleeve to where kafka was beckoning you over. “you’ll get used to it eventually. next time, we’ll do something that fits your criteria of relaxation.”
the silver haired man only shook his head. but deep down you knew he was enjoying himself – the wings behind his ears often betrayed him by openly showing what he actually felt. every now and then, they would flutter and puff up whenever silver wolf drags him to another section with new games or when he tries to deny kafka’s attempt at getting him a new shirt or coat (after his wings fluttered a bit too hard at this one coat kafka bought it immediately).
“what do you think?” you ask as you put down the bags that've been weighing down on your arms. “about us, i mean, are you adjusting well?”
you notice sunday’s hesitation, you always have when it comes to him – he often wonders how wise and knowledgeable you are to know how he felt. a hum left your lips as you sat down on one of the offered chairs at the shoe section while blade reached to the top shelf to get what firefly was pointing at. 
“i…” he starts, voice just above whisper. “don’t know.”
another hum escapes your lips. scooting over to make space for him and patting the space, urging him to sit besides you. sunday does, though reluctantly, sit beside you as you watch silver wolf giggle at firefly’s struggle to walk in heels. blade’s hands hover over her figure as she stomps her way over to the shorter girl to pinch her cheeks to which she protested.
“they’re nice people.” you say, gaze never leaving them. “the galaxies may say otherwise, but they're truly the kindest people i have ever met.”
“i… apologize.”
you raise a brow at him. “what’s with the apology?” 
“i have only ever thought of the five of you as bad people.” sunday admits with a heavy heart. eyes finding much entertainment on his gloves that you had gifted. “i… do not know how to act around you all, when i’ve only ever heard bad things about you. it feels wrong to suddenly be thrusted into your already tight knit group.”
you only hum in understanding. hand coming to caress the top of his head when you stood up when blade called you over.
“we understand, mr. sunday.” you gave him a small smile as you picked up the many shopping bags you had. “these sorts of things take time, just take it one step at a time.”
he only nods. and like the gentleman that he is, steals away the heavier bags in your hands with an awkward smile.
“do you miss the person you were before you joined?”
you wonder if blade has ever mentioned to sunday how you loved thought evoking questions like the one he had just asked. recently, the two have been paired up a lot for missions - you’re still on the fence on whether it's a good or bad thing, but you’re leaning more towards the former. you only gave a thoughtful hum as you spooned another scoop of ice cream into your mouth.
kafka had grown bored of the dresses and shoes and wanted to get something to eat. now here you were, outside a quaint little ice cream shop as blade orders for everyone - silver wolf and firefly hiding behind the man like two kids. 
sunday was sitting in front of you, laughing silently after catching a glimpse of the two tables across from you being filled with your shopping bags. you laughed as well and when your eyes met his, sunday quickly averted his gaze towards his own cold treat.
“do i ever miss the person i was before i joined…” you echo his question. “sometimes, in the middle of the night whenever i’m feeling a bit too sentimental, i do.” a fond expression was probably present on your face as sunday hummed in acknowledgement. “i miss the comfort of my bed as i scrolled endlessly on my phone. or how a certain little creature in red would bring me tea and biscuits when i let time pass in my little workshop. i miss them every chance i get.”
yes, every chance you get, you reminisce over your past life. missing your father’s quick temper, your brother’s indifference, your mother’s absence; you missed them all, despite all their flaws and the bitterness that swam in your heart. and of course, how could you ever forget your little escapades in different planets with a seasoned adventurer and his vast knowledge of animation and travel or the little waddling of a conductor as they scold you nearly not making it back. you missed them all very dearly.
“what about you, mr. sunday? do you miss penacony?”
“would it be wrong of me… if i said no…?”
admittedly, that was the exact opposite of what you thought his answer would be.
the six of you were now in the car with you and blade driving (firefly suggested you all take two cars so you won’t have to be squeezed together in one). silver wolf was fast asleep at the back seat, using the many shopping bags as her makeshift pillows. you and sunday sat at the front, keeping a close eye on blade’s red car in front of you as you pondered what you would say next.
“i don’t think that’s the whole truth, but it’s not an entire lie either.” was your only response. from the corner of your eye, you see sunday take off his gloves and lay them on his lap. “would you like to talk about it, mr. sunday? i’m quite the exceptional listener you know.”
sunday laughed at your jesting and that made the breath you were unconsciously holding escape you. 
“penacony, as beautiful as it was,” he fiddles with his fingers as his wings came to cover half his face - a habit you picked up on whenever he started to open up. “it was simply too much for me.”
staying silent and when sunday looked at you, you simply nod. urging him to continue.
“the flashy city lights, the ever echoing of upbeat music, to many, penacony is a paradise where nothing could go wrong,” sunday sags in his seat, “but i often wonder if it ever gets too much for them. even though i have lived my entire life in the land of festivities, i could not bring myself to enjoy the thrill and joy it offered.”
“no matter how many times i bury these feelings of guilt, they always resurface whenever…”
“whenever?” you slowly try to coax it out of him. like how a parent would to their child.
“they always resurface whenever… i find myself enjoying your company too much.” you try to hide your shock when you take a right turn. “is it truly alright for me to just leave all of penacony behind? as overwhelming it was, it offered a roof over my head. food on my table. a family.”
soft patters of rain as small droplets of water cascaded down the now slightly fogged up windows of your car. “would you like my personal opinion on this matter, mr. sunday?” the car skids to a stop as the traffic light glows red. sunday only nodded solemnly. “you have every right to not miss penacony.”
his gold eyes were furrowed in distraught. gaze boring into the side of your head as the car started moving again. “yes, penacony offered a roof over your head and food on your table, but everyone has that right. even us, stellaron hunters, the most wanted criminals across star systems, have the right to have a home. did penacony ever feel like home to you, mr. sunday?”
“no. not it has not.” sunday replies after a few moments of silence.
“just because a roof is over your head and food is served on your table doesn’t automatically make it a home.” your eyes hardened, grip on the steering wheel tightening ever so slightly. “a home is supposed to make you feel safe, not obligated to repay their so-called ��kindness”. you don’t have to feel guilty for not wanting to come back to the place that had caused you pain.”
“and what of my sister, robin?” he suddenly counters. you knew from little snippets from kafka that robin was a bit of a sensitive topic with him. “am i really allowed to enjoy this new life of mine knowing that she’s still in the family’s clutches?” his voice hardened, but at the same time it quivered and broke. “what right do i have to this newfound happiness when she could be struggling? for aeon’s sake,” he messily pushes his hair away from his face. you try not to focus on the stray tears that fell from his eyes, “i’m her older brother, her protector. she should be the one here, spending time with you and enjoying the life she’s always wanted.”
“miss robin is destined for greatness and a happy life,” stopping at another traffic light, you look over to sunday, “but so are you. i do not know the pain and turmoil your adoptive father has made you go through, but you will never be free if you keep holding on to the past.”
“i don’t think being a stellaron hunter and a wanted criminal is what you call greatness.” sunday jokes with a low chuckle making you roll your eyes.
you trained your sight on the road again. “it’s not easy to break out of whatever gopher wood has taught you,” the way you spat his adoptive father’s name with such venom made sunday wonder if you had personally met him. “but if, theoretically, we had offered you to join us earlier and to sneak you out of penacony, miss robin would be the first person to urge you to take that chance. you are her older brother yes, and it's often the oldest’s job to protect the younger,” you pull up your car in the parking lot as blade, kafka, and firefly started taking the shopping bags out of the car. “but she is still your sister that wants what’s best for you, even if it means leaving penacony behind.”
the sight of blade, a man with a harsh exterior and few words, silently carry silver wolf with such care will always stir something inside of sunday. or how kafka would happily chat with firefly over the new clothes they got on today’s shopping list, promising to do a haul tomorrow morning after the older woman cooks everyone breakfast. but if there was something that pulled at his heart the most, it would be you. 
you who kindly respected his space and unwillingness to talk or socialize with the other hunters when he had been first recruited. the same you who had made him the metal wings that was now attached to his lower back - created with so much care and attentiveness sunday felt unworthy of it. you who would always be the first one to look for him whenever you were going out and extending a hand for him to take.
“everyone deserves to be happy,” you say beside him as you drop him off at the door to his room. “and that includes you, mr. sunday.”
sunday had always been treated as someone who was above everything else, that was the first thing he was taught after all. he was destined for greatness, the key to the revival of his dead aeon. so he never truly knew how to act when someone treated him as an equal. someone neither above or below anyone.
“i’m not very good with words,” sunday scoffs, thinking otherwise. “so i often convey my sincerity and comfort through actions.”
sunday feels your hand slither to the back of his neck as you slowly pull him down to your height. forcing his beating heart to still when he looks into your eyes that swam with understanding and fondness when you press both of your foreheads together.
“you can enjoy your time here, with us. you’re allowed to let go of the past and miss your sister.” your thumb rubs soothing circles on his nape, sunday feels the hairs on his arms rise. “and if you still think otherwise, then that’s also fine. breaking free from the shackles of your past isn’t easy, but you shouldn’t give up.” sunday feels the way your words leave a warm ticklish feeling on his lips, he had to fight the urge to lean into your space even more. “we want you to be happy, we want you to be here with us. so we’ll teach you how to let go. until you can do it yourself.”
sunday has seen you do this to others; after you patch up blade after a nasty fight, when you welcome kafka home, when silver wolf comes to you after a nightmare and when firefly bares her heart out to you. he finally understands why the others stuck to you closely, they showed their appreciation for you in forms of physical affections. 
involuntarily, his arms snakes around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer he feels you may decipher the way his heart beats your name. “may we stay like this for a while?” you only hum slowly when he lays his head on your shoulder. letting your comfort wash away all the guilt and frustration, even if it was just for a moment.
you catch a glimpse of kafka leaning at one of the dark walls with a knowing smile on her lips. rolling your eyes at the older woman, you bid sunday a good night with a small smile. knuckles brushing right under his eyes where phantom tears had fallen. in your mind, you can’t help but feel that your little idea of taking him shopping to brighten up his mood was a success.
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cornedbread · 1 year ago
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I’m so sorry for all the tags, I hope you will forgive me for how long it is. I love this drawing so much you do not understand.
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uwuuuu
#alex abibaz#candy abibaz#candice abibaz#scrina abibaz#dolly abibaz#asmodena abibaz#THE COLOUR THEORY ON THIS IS SO IMPRESSIVE HELLO???#All these bright vaporwave colours that call back to 1980s fashion and the way the staff is posed makes it feel like a slice of life poster#I can’t put my finger on it but there is a very specific movie it is reminding me of#BUT ANYWAY- I love the way you draw the staff 😭 each character is so true to their original personality#I aspire to be able to depict them like you (well not one to one since there are differences with how I interpret them compared to yours-#-but your interpretations/headcanons have been a huge inspiration for how I view these guys 🫶)#I applaud you being able to draw Candice’s fairy wings looking like actual fairy wings and not just random scribbles#Scrina just basic she got no drip 😢#that’s what happens when you’re the least favourite I guess#Dolly with the tan 🤭 it goes very well with her colour palette actually…#The fact that the earthy tones on the characters are what keeps them from being drowned out by the vibrant colours is so smart actually omg#Even Scrina isn’t drowned out because her green screenface is placed against the purple background-#-while her purple body is place against the blue background#SO SMART#The outfits again 😭 they’re so cute and also very stylish and not bland at all#Angel has good fashion taste comfirmed omg#ALEX’S TEAL PANTS + PRIMARY COLOUR JACKET + OFF-WHITE PINKISH SHIRT??? AND THE YELLOW CUFFS ON THE SLEEVES??? HELLO???#The bright colour being contrasted by the pastel (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾ it’s soooooo good omg#thank god you didn’t make his pants like dark blue or something basic — TEAL PANTS?? TEAL PANTS??? I’M HOLLERING#Dolly’s bow being changed from hot pink to magenta to match her magenta sweater + dark purple sleeveless jacket + yellow shirt 🥰#The magenta and yellow is such a good complementary colour combo ily#Actually I think the magenta and dark purple are a saving grace cause just yellow would’ve looked awkward against her tan skin#Candice’s hairtstyle 🤭🫶 it’s so early 2000s I love it; it looks so cute and it’s very fittng for her#ASMODENA WITH THE MINECRAFT HAT 😍 AND ALSO THE PERSPECTIVE ON SCRINA’S SCREENFACE BEING 3/4 IS VERY WELL DONE!!! I READHED THE MAX TAGS LIM
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bunny-1111 · 3 months ago
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How the Slytherin boys would react to you getting into a physical fight with another student
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Tom:
he would be so nonchalant
he would see, you all hands on deck
break it up
pull you away
when he's walking you off, you're catching your breath
he would say, "Pull yourself together" so sternly
"I don't need people saying I'm dating a classless troll, hear me"
when you nod with embarrassment, he would roll his eyes
leading you to his dorm, you would gather the courage to ask where he's taking you
"teaching you not to use your fucking hands; I'm never above hurting the enemy; you want to hurt someone? I'll teach you a few spells" he would say, stoic
"fighting with her hands like a fucking muggle" you would hear him scoff under his breath, shaking his head in disapproval
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Matteo:
Honestly, Matteo would love a psycho girl. You can't tell me different
when he heard chanting 'Fight!' he ran to the scene
Matteo would never miss a good brawl
when he pushed through the crowd and realised it was you amidst the chaos, he smiled
"Come on Baby! swing" he would clap, telling the bystanders that was his girlfriend
when the boyfriend of the girl you were fighting started talking too much shit, he rolls his own sleeves up
couples who fight together stay together?
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Theodore:
when the two of you went to the library for a late night study, the lights were dim, and Theodore wasn't able to see you properly
when you were walking back to Dungouns, it was windy, and the your jumper had slipt slightly off your shoulder, revealing a small bruise
Theodore would stop you immediately "what's this?" he would question pulling the fabric down even further to see if more followed
"what happened." he would say
"I bumped into a bookcase?" you try
"I was with you all night, no you fucking didn't. I'll ask you one more time. What. Happened?"
"I got into a little fight" you admitted
"Huh? Who, when" he would start
"Doesn't matter Theo, I won. This is my battle scar" you smiled pulling your jumper back up
"It was with a girl right? No guy hit you" he sternly continued his interrogation
"No Theodore, it was a Gryindor, alright a girl"
"Good, I wasn't in the mood to have to kill someone... long day" he huffed opening the door for you, entering the common room
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Lorenzo:
you and your friends would be in the hall eating dinner
when Blaise says, "Hey, y/n, any reason why (the person you fought) ended up in the hospital wing and you didn't even need to pay Pomfrey a visit?"
Why would you go to Pomfreys? enzo would ask mouth full of food
"oh? you didn't hear about the cat fight in the corridor today" Blaise laughed
Enzo practically choked on his food.
"You got into a fight?" he looked up
you didn't reply. To Enzo no answer was an answer
"My little angel got into a fight and didn't tell me... did you win?"
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Draco:
he would make such a fuss
"it was Ginny Weasley" you laughed
"What!?"
"Yeah, we got into it because he was talking shit about you, so I started talking shit about Harry, and it escalated" you smiled
"And?" he pried
"Gryifindors arent as courageous as they say," you say
"That's right darling, let's go walk past their common room, wanna torment Potter bout this" he smirked
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Blaise
he would be on the quidditch pitch, playing
when a girl next to you was talking about how he's not a good player, how her boyfriend on the opposing team would smash them
"you wanna get smashed by my fist next? that's my boyfriend you're talking about," you would say
"well tell your boyfriend he's eating shit this match?" she smiled back
pouncing through the bleachers you attacked
when Blaise caught sight of Pansy pulling you off her, and the girl running off with a blood nose, he smirked
he played so well the rest of the game
walking out of the locker rooms, he found you "I won on the pitch, you won off the pitch hunny" he would smile wrapping an arm around you
"Do you know what she said?" you started to rile up again
"She said that-" you started
"No, no, you took care of it, that's it" he smiled down at you
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