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uhhh went a little crazy w the loredump hjdfshjsjdgh. i am now asking for whatever you want to tell me abt Nia pretty pleeeease >:) 🔫🔫🔫!!!!!

(*chants* OC LORE OC LORE OC LORE OC LORE OC LORE-)

AHHH OK

so shes originally a one piece oc

now i just kinda pick her up and put her where i want (i am now putting this below a cut because its LONG)

Nia Rosewood was born Nia Stitch, and when she was a baby her parents were trying to hide a power-giving fruit from some bad people, and they fed it to her

oh noooo

so! she gets powers to tranform into a wolpertinger (though her form doesnt have duck feet), and to take messages, basically like an answering machine. as side effects she has fangs now!! and really dangerous venom, perfect mimicry too.

at 8 the pirates came back after her family, and she watched her dad die as he was trying to give her a final message. her mom hid her in a room and went out to fight the pirates, and she died killing them.

she went to warn some friends of their family, meeting trixi, her platonic soulmate, sister, star crossed soul, you get it. trixis parents led the pirates away, dying as well (oop), and trixi and nia made a pact to basically raise each other.

so! shes *really* clever, she works as a kind of off hands lawyer and a messenger, and has been doing this since before her parents died, helping them, then after she just continued!

she is very scared of the world, and people, but also loves people and has a curious streak. and so much hope its almost naive. when shes comfortable shes very affectionate, and is a *bit* of a menace.

she likes baking and cooking, and bakes cookies that she brings with her everywhere she goes! these are hollow macaroons, some with little slips of papers with fun facts in them. (she doesnt tell people theres paper in the cookies)

the cookies go in this mary-poppins-esque messenger sactchel, along with her knitting, papers, snacks, a ball, and a sword (dont ask about the sword)

she also hasa gun (trixi has the other, theyre a pair) and a tendency to tap her fingers! trixi and her both use morse code to talk to each other without people knowing, but since nia taps all the time, she has to do it on trixi for her to hear.

uhhhh

yeah!

OHOH OTHER FUN FACTS

she can get overwhelmed by the messages, since they kinda bounce around her head

when shes takinga message she freezes, her whole brain kind focuses on getting the message right

she has one from her parents!! its very sad!!

her legs hurt after a while of walking/using them, because she didnt stitch herself up right after her parents died

messages to people give her these 'tracking lights' and she knows where they are, everyone has a different color!

in any canon with rp!nia, she Does Not Like The Force

she also has gold star stickers!

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Adolescent Antichrist (Book 3) Chapter Six

Father Figure! Lucifer x Reader

Chapter Six: That's Exactly the Type of Shenanigans You Like

Summary: (Y/N) realized Lieutenant Pierce is more suspicious than he seems.

            “Lucifer, what’s happening?” asked (Y/N) as Lucifer guided them into the LAPD office, looking strangely on edge.

            “I need you to stay here,” said Lucifer. He sat them down at Chloe’s desk and put his hands on their shoulders. “The Sinnerman…we caught him.”

            “That’s supposed to be good, isn’t it?” questioned (Y/N). “So what happened?”

            “First, he, uh, gauged out his eyes so I couldn’t use my abilities on him,” said Lucifer.

            “First?” (Y/N) wrinkled their nose. “There’s more?”

            “Unfortunately,” muttered Lucifer. “There’s a girl. Another victim. She’s…She’s being drowned. She’s still alive, and we need to find her.” His hand went to (Y/N)’s cheek, softly, fatherly. “He’s working with someone on the outside. I—I can’t risk you getting hurt, so please, please listen to me this once and stay here. I have Emeranne and Mazikeen watching outside, so you’ll be safe, but please, don’t try anything this time. I want-no, need you to be safe, alright?”

            (Y/N) blinked. “Yeah, I, uh, yeah. I’ll stay here.”

            “Alright.” Lucifer breathed a sigh of relief. “Good, good. I promise, I’ll be right back. I just need to make sure we take care of this girl. We have a clue to where she is.” Then I’ll take care of the Sinnerman. With a final comforting squeeze to their shoulder, Lucifer stood and left.

            (Y/N) leaned back at Chloe’s desk. Alright, so what am I supposed to do now?

            “Why are you at my mom’s desk?” asked a young voice.

            (Y/N) glanced to the side and saw a young girl. “Lucifer told me to stay put. You’re Detective Decker’s kid?”

            “I’m Trixie,” she said. “Are you the kid Lucifer took in? Mom’s mentioned you.”

            “Yeah, I’m (Y/N),” they said. “What does Detective Decker say about me?”

            “Usually I hear her talking with Maze about how she worries that Lucifer is a maniac that probably isn’t a good influence,” said Trixie. She smiled. “I think Lucifer is cool.”

            (Y/N) considered. “He is, but she’s not…wrong.”

            Trixie grinned. “Really? Have you learned how to gamble and…do deals like my mom says Lucifer does?”

            “I’m good at knowing when I’ll win a bet,” said (Y/N), shrugging.

            “Really? Make a bet with me,” said Trixie.

            (Y/N) smiled. This kid was fun; they could get along. “Okay, sure. How much is your allowance?”

            “Five dollars,” said Trixie.

            “Fine, I’ll bet you five dollars, then,” said (Y/N).

            “For what?” asked Trixie.

            “For knowing your mom is going to solve the case she’s on,” said (Y/N).

            “That’s not fair! Of course she will,” said Trixie.

            (Y/N) shrugged. “Hey, I warned you I know when I’ll win a bet.”

            Trixie grinned. “Okay, okay. I guess that was smart of you.”

            “Thanks,” said (Y/N). They leaned forward. “How about this—I won’t ask for your money since that was a trick, but you have to give me some gossip. You spend some time around the office, don’t you?”

            “I do,” said Trixie with a mischievous grin.

            “Alright, whaddya have?” asked (Y/N) conspiratorially.

            “My dad likes this lawyer lady,” said Trixie eagerly. “I’m going to go talk to her later to help my dad.”

            “Nice,” said (Y/N). Even though it is weird to know Espinosa knew Charlotte when she was…Missy. “Anything else?”

            “My mom doesn’t like the new lieutenant,” said Trixie. “Or, well, I think she does but isn’t sure yet. He seems uppity, so I dunno. I like Lucifer more.”

            “Because of Maze, I’m guessing,” said (Y/N).

            “Yeah,” said Trixie, shrugging. “I like her being my mom’s roommate. She teaches me how to use knives and takes me trick-or-treating.”

            “She taught me a little, too,” said (Y/N). “She’s good.”

            “What about Lucifer?” asked Trixie.

            “What do you mean?” asked (Y/N).

            “What does Lucifer think of the new lieutenant?”

            (Y/N) considered. “I don’t think he’s the biggest fan.” They shrugged. “Neither am I.”

            “Me, too,” said Trixie. “I don’t like his tattoo. Doesn’t look like anything, just a circle. I would have at least done a smiley face.”

            (Y/N) chuckled. “Who knows, maybe it has some meaning.”

            “Maybe,” said Trixie. She glanced at the clock. “Oh! I think Miss Richards is getting in now. Bye, gotta go help my dad have some luck with women. She’s cool.” Trixie waved before leaving.

            (Y/N) raised their hand in a short wave. They looked down at the desk before them. Would it be rude to go through the case file? Yes. Is it illegal? Yes. Am I still going to do it? Yes.

            They flipped open the Sinnerman case filed and flipped through the profile. So this is the guy? Way less impressive than I imagined since Lucifer thought he had some divine magic.

            (Y/N) pulled out some of the photos and looked at them. They frowned when they came across a childhood picture. Looks like a normal kid. They considered. Well, I guess I thought all murderers were sort of weird since my uncle always was.

            (Y/N) furrowed their brow as they noticed a mark on the arm of the man hugging the young Sinnerman. The face was out of frame, but the circular mark on his bicep was clear as day.

            It can’t be Pierce, he’s too young to be that age back then, right? They frowned. And this has to be a coincidence?

            Getting up, they snuck into Pierce’s office. Luckily, everyone was busy coordinating with the Sinnerman issues to pay them any attention.

            Photos, photos, photos, thought (Y/N), pulling out files from Pierce’s desk. Interesting, he was in Chicago at the same time the Sinnerman was, according to the file dates. Finally, (Y/N) arrived at a photograph of Pierce in a t-shirt. The mark on his arm was identical to that of the man holding the Sinnerman all those years ago.

            It’s like no time has passed. It’s like he’s immortal. (Y/N)’s eyes widened. Divine shit. Fits with what Lucifer thought, even if the Sinnerman doesn’t have the power to give me abilities or wings. It makes sense.

            (Y/N) fumbled for their phone and called Lucifer. He didn’t pick up, and they cursed, calling again. Pick up, pick up, pick up!

            Finally, Lucifer took the call. “(Y/N). It’s over. The Sinnerman…we had a disagreement. Lieutenant Pierce had to shoot him. The girl is safe, but we don’t have our answers, and it’s strange, because he wanted to die, but why would the Sinner—”

            “Lucifer!” interrupted (Y/N), knowing he could go on forever. “He’s not the Sinnerman.”

            “What?” asked Lucifer.

            “I was…sneaking around the LAPD office—”

            “Good job,” said Lucifer, proud of their cleverness.

            “—and I found that Pierce has the same mark on his arm that a man in a photo with a ten-year-old supposed-Sinnerman does,” said (Y/N). “And the man seems to be the same age as Pierce is now, but it can’t be difference. It’s exactly the same.”

            “…A mark?” asked Lucifer as the pieces came together.

            “Yeah, a mark. Sort of a circle, looks like a scar more than a tattoo in my opinion,” said (Y/N).

            “(Y/N), I want you to go back to Lux right now. I want you out of the LAPD office,” said Lucifer. “Grab the pictures and go. I’ll deal with this when we get back, but stay there until I’m with you.” He hung up.

            (Y/N) blinked. “I have a feeling some shenanigans are about to happen.”

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            “Alright, Lucifer, what’s going on?” questioned (Y/N), arms crossed, when Lucifer walked into Lux.

            “Do you have the pictures?” asked Lucifer.

            “Obviously,” said (Y/N), handing them over. “Who is Pierce? He can’t be human if he’s the same age now that he was in that picture.”

            “He is human, of a sort,” said Lucifer.

            “Can you be any more specific?” sighed (Y/N).

            “He’s Cain.”

            “Cain? ‘Cain and Abel’ Cain?” asked (Y/N).

            “Yes, cursed to never die because he killed his brother,” said Lucifer.

            “And he’s the Sinnerman?”

            “Yes.”

            “And let me guess, you decided to just…invite him here?”

            “How did you know?” asked Lucifer.

            “Because that’s exactly the type of shenanigans you like,” said (Y/N), deadpan.

            “You’re right,” admitted Lucifer. “I’m going to stab him just to make sure, and then I’ll figure what he’s up to.”

            “I’m staying,” said (Y/N).

            “What? No,” said Lucifer.

            “Yes, I am,” said (Y/N). “You think he’s involved with God or whoever gave you your wings back and caused me to get some. If that’s true, I want to be there. I’m already involved.”

            Lucifer sighed, seeing the determined expression on their face. They would ignore any commands he gave if he tried to keep them away. “Very well. But you stay by me and away from Cain, understand? If he tries anything, I’ll handle it.”

            “Got it,” said (Y/N), crossing their fingers behind their back.

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Oc fact sheet

(because I'm bored and my brother did it. Please ask questions if you want...🥺)

Sabrina-

Her full name is Sabrina Charlotte Ashling

You know those alpha wolf memes? Those are her favorite. She has a shirt with one on it

What does she do when she can't sleep? Analyze the Ace Attorney series and write fanfic

Last time she slept she was three

From the ages of 5-10 she was in a hospital trying to figure out what was going on with her

Boom. That's when nightmare was discovered

Probably did the cinnamon challenge and won

Loves hot wings.

Sylvie think she's a washed up wanna be lawyer.

Know how Phoenix wright defended Edgeworth in school?

She did that too. But in seventh grade. She defended Parker.

That's how they met actually.

She met Bonnie at color guard the first day she went. Bonnie didn't want to be there, neither did she.

Now she unironically enjoys colorguard

She pays for Bonnie whenever Ms.cox takes them out to dinner after the games.

Her family is loaded. Not feenie loaded, but like a good amount of money.

She has a learners permit. And has enough hours to legally drive passengers around (suck it Sylvie)

Parker-

Her parents gave her to Percy because they didn't want to deal with ADHD

No fr

That's what they said.

Parker feels bad about it, but knows her aunt is better and cooler than her parents.

Percy is basically her mom

She said that herself (fanfic ref!!???)

Percy may be strict but she means well

Parker likes early morning cartoons, her aunt still has cable so she's able to watch them

Parker draws sometimes

She's really athletic

She's a Mundie (I know I probably mentioned an Epithet in the past. And in her outdated info card. But go with it.)

Parker has had to prove she's strong on multiple occasions to multiple people

Will infodump about anything

You better listen

She's made of facts

Just like her aunt.

She constantly has to monitor her aunts Hypoglycemia (because I'm applying that headcanon in the universe. Sue me)

Worried that she'll work herself to death.

Full name? Parker May-Lilly King. Yes

I'm dead serious

Bonnie-

The most traumatized girl you'll meet

No one knows her backstory

You wanna know??

Ask Ramsey

He'll tell you

Bonnie and Ramsey may have an uncle/niece relationship, but they act more like friends

Most of her childhood she was silent

The first time she spoke willingly she was 4

Now she won't shut up

She still has the little wooden snake her mom gave her all those Christmases ago

Hates the holidays because of 'the incident'

Gets really mopey and upset around the holidays actually

She likes fannels

She owns like six

Will willingly pick up a wild snake

Her hair is really curly. Like Molly curly.

She has an Epithet. But she's like Trixie. She doesn't know what it is, or how it works. It's only been able to manifest once.

Her full name is Bonnie Lynn Murdoch

You may be asking, "what about Dalia? Isn't she part of the group???"

Your right she is.

But she's not my oc. I have no place to give facts about her because she's not mine. Want facts @oddball-artz will give them to you.

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There's like a 60% chance this won't go anywhere but if you could pick a song to go with each Avatar in the Sunset Archives, what would you choose? I've gotten a new case of brainworms from your stuff and now I'm learning how to use editing software. Also do you know any good editing software.

Thanks for the ask, but also oh jeez. this has never been my forte. ask me again after the music tourney and maybe I'll have a more complete/better answer for you, but off the top of my head...

Buried Avatars: Applejack: Work Song (traditional) Maud Pie et. al.: Another Brick in the Wall (Pink Floyd) Aria Blaze: ???

Corruption Avatars: Cadance: Lovefool (The Cardigans), or possibly Sweet Bod (Lemon Demon) Chrysalis: Thermodynamic Lawyer Esq., G.F.D. (Will Wood) (Bonus Zephyr Breeze, because I seriously considered it: Greener (Tally Hall)

Dark Avatars: Sombra: Strangelight (Fugazi) Twilight Sparkle: No-Eyed Girl (Lemon Demon)

Desolation Avatars: Autumn Blaze: Cigarette Burns Forever (Adam Green)

End Avatars: Yeah I got nothing for Apple Bloom or Juniper Montage.

Extinction Avatars: Button Mash: Welcome to the Internet (Bo Burnham) Lyra Heartstrings: Best I've got so far is Christmas at Ground Zero (Weird Al Yankovic), but that's more an elaborate pun on her statement

Eye Avatars: Sunset Shimmer: House of Memories (Panic! At The Disco) Jon Jarchivist Sims: Veteran of the Psychic Wars (Blue Oyster Cult)

Flesh Avatars: Big Macintosh: No, sorry, got nothing.

Hunt Avatars: Fluttershy: Night Eyes (The Orion Experience) Sonata Dusk: Jaws theme Lily: Be Nice to Me (The Front Bottoms)

Lonely Avatars: Wallflower Blush: Eleanor Rigby (The Beatles) Martin Blackwood: Too Much Time (John Vanderslice)

Slaughter Avatars: Crystal Prep: Seven Nation Army (The White Stripes) Starlight Glimmer: 1812 Overture (Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky) Gilda: We Will Rock You/We Are The Champions (Queen)

Spiral Avatars: Screwball: Go Ask Alice (Jefferson Airplane) Pinkie Pie: Bahamian Rap City (Joe Hawley) Ditzy Doo: Windmills of Your Mind (Noel Harrison)

Stranger Avatars: Vignette Valencia: A Mask of My Own Face (Lemon Demon) Rarity: ???

Vast Avatars: The Washouts: ??? Rainbow Dash: ???

Web Avatars: Adagio Dazzle: I Put a Spell on You (Hocus Pocus version) Trixie: Funeral March of a Marionette (Charles Gounod)

Also, wdym by editing software? Editing what?

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Family history

Based on series 3, episode 3.

Trixie tells Enola about the women's prison.

“It was awful, more like a zoo than a place where women should be living, let alone having children.”

Trixie’s voice broke the silence of the garden, her breath catching the cigarette smoke and moving it around in swirls.

“My mother said it was like school, only worse.” Enola replied, inhaling on her cigarette, the menthol stung her throat slightly “That was ages ago though, back before my sister Dot was even born.”

“Your Mother went to prison?”

Enola shrugged “Six months, back in like….1900 I think?” 

“You say it so…nonchalantly.”

Enola made a hum of agreement, Her Mother’s past was far from sunny and flowery, She had been a gangster, and from what she’d managed to convince Dottie to tell her, should have been in prison more than once, and longer than six months.

The word ‘murder’ had been mentioned and Enola didn’t ask anymore, ignorance is bliss in some cases.

“My Mother is a good woman, as are many of those women I’m certain..” 

“You have such an odd view of things for someone whose grandfather is a lord.”

Enola laughed “My Father is disowned remember? The black sheep of the family before he even met my Mother.”

Trixie smiled “Like Father like daughter.”

“The only black sheep in my family is Jay..” Enola laughed again “A lawyer…honestly, My Mother went as white as a bloody sheet.”

“From the sounds of it your extended family could do with his services.” 

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quick list of men i would actually love to meet in a forest to spread some men positivity i think

•my dad. i love my dad and hes smart!! go dad

•my friend Will. he is nice and I like him

•my friend George!!! he is also nice and i like him

• @pey-up when they are feeling particularly mannish •my uncles Mike and Scott and my other uncle who’s name is escaping me currently although he may also be a Mike?

•My cousin Issac, he hunts and i’d like him to teach me how to track animals •Neil Gaiman (i want to have a conversation about writing) •Elliot Page mayhaps

•Bryan Stevenson, the one lawyer guy. We finished his book in ELA recently and i have Questions To Ask •Hozier, though I would feel like I was intruding on his home occasionally •F1 (which I know very little about) Lewis Hamilton!! i don’t actually watch F1 i’ve just seen his protest shirts and helmets

•Trixie Mattel, both in and out of drag

“lmao imagine liking men” OK!!! ON IT BOSS 🫡🫡🫡 it’s beautiful here

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It’s pretty wild to see the C-word take off in such a mainstream way, so if you’re confused about how that happened, read on.

What does serving cunt mean?

First off, while a lot of people still drop the C-word as a sexist pejorative, “serving cunt” is 100% complimentary. As we already mentioned, it started out as drag slang, typically describing a person with an aggressively cool, bold outfit and/or attitude.

Unsurprisingly, this term was a hit with stan culture.

Likely spreading via RuPaul’s Drag Race, serving cunt went viral in the 2010s, routinely used to praise female celebrities and fictional characters. Once you know what it means, you start recognizing cunt-servers everywhere.

According to Know Your Meme, this phrase got a major attention boost in 2021, thanks to a meme where people shared photos with the caption “she lived she served cunt then she died.”

she lived, she served cunt then she died pic.twitter.com/o6wx7bm0P2— Ben Yahr (@benyahr)May 16, 2021

That brings us to the “How do you serve cunt?” meme, which kicked off in May 2023.

The ‘How do you serve cunt in an [x] way?’ meme

This meme is all over Twitter at the moment, and the format is simple: Someone asks how to serve cunt in a certain way, and people respond with suggestions—the more ridiculous or unexpected the better.

serving cunt while freeing slaves and fighting opression, not everyone can do thatpic.twitter.com/tYjs1ZpNJf https://t.co/3R5XOYSGta— rhaenyra targaryen's lawyer (@Targ_Nation)May 12, 2023

Idk ask her https://t.co/jGS3XAkCJr pic.twitter.com/IvD7YYV1zg— F ☆U X (@fauxteen)May 15, 2023

This phrasing likely took inspiration from “how to serve cunt in a god-honoring way,” adding another layer of irony to the meme.

Taken at face value, the question of how to do something in a god-honoring way is a genuine concept in conservative Christian circles, from how to disobey orders while honoring god, to how to purchase ethical clothes. This idea has already been ridiculed in its own right (i.e. “how do i get railed in a sundress in a god honoring way”), and in 2020, drag queen Trixie Mattel posted a video response to a makeup tutorial about (you guessed it) how to apply makeup in a god-honoring way.

In March and April this year, these two meme formats converged to inspire several unrelated tweets about how to serve cunt in a god-honoring way. Which seems to have kickstarted the more surreal “how to” memes this month.

‘A man is dead and you’re serving cunt?’

In case that wasn’t enough, May 2023 saw the emergence of another cunt-related meme format, where people post an absurd example of a scenario where someone might be serving cunt. It’s pretty self-explanatory, and stans grabbed it as a chance to share their favorite moments of fictional characters looking hot during extreme circumstances.

HELL YES https://t.co/e10ZF8KTe8 pic.twitter.com/PiH5r2fLfz— cerise | misty quigley's basement (@itsamydunne)May 15, 2023

you’re serving cunt? you just got arrested and you’re serving cunt? 

[dtchloedecker]

Chloe quickened her pace as she heard Lucifer’s voice. She was not in the mood to be chastised for going off on his girlfriend. Was it out of character? Yes, but it felt good to get it out. But, it wasn't enough and she was still upset.

"Well, I've been holding so much back, I was bound to blow at some point-don't you dare!" Chloe held up her hand again to stop Lucifer from making a comment about her blowing someone.

"I've let a lot of things slide in the past, Lucifer," she continued as she kept walking. "But, that's because you were helpful and you had my back. Now, you just waltz into the precinct with donuts full of drugs and drone on and on about the aquarium conch shell sex you had with your girlfriend to anyone who will listen, and you go running to her whenever she calls or texts. But, I didn't say anything because after I-" a lump formed in her throat. She couldn't even think about her betrayal with Kinley without wanting to cry. She didn't go through with it, but knowing she almost hurt the person she cared about most other than Trixie actually was a different kind of hurt, not just guilt. She could still see the pain in his eyes. How could you do that to me? To ME!?- "-I was just happy that you still wanted to be partners and I didn't want to do anything to mess it up. Hell, yesterday, it was almost like we were back to our partnership the way it used to be."

She cleared her throat because she didn't want to be weepy and pathetic in front of him. "But, today, you bring Eve in WITHOUT asking if I'm okay with it," her anger came back. "You threaten to go after the killer yourself if I'm NOT okay with it, you have an NC-17 makeout sesh while we're questioning a suspect, you ORDER me to leave the room so you can beat up another suspect, and now said suspect has lawyered up because of BOTH of you and now, we can't arrest him and we have no proof! You're acting like an entitled frat boy who thinks he can get away with anything because mommy and daddy's lawyer will get him out of trouble."

Chloe stopped and turned to face Lucifer. She took a breath before she continued. "You know, last night you asked me if I thought you were pretending to be someone you're not. Well, after everything that happened today, I say yes, you are. What the hell is up with you, Lucifer?"

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Ever since that fateful, or not so fateful, seeing as dear old Dad had nothing to do with it, night Eve showed up at LUX, Lucifer had really been relishing his trip down memory lane with her. The reunited pair had been dating for a while, amidst the personal trials and tribulations he'd been going through with the Detective, and all seemed well. Eve hadn't aged a day, she was just as he'd remembered her, and their passion was hot as Hell. The sex had never been better! The two of them couldn't keep their hands off of each other, literally and otherwise. Besides all that, Eve really embraced him for who he was. He didn't feel like he had to be something he wasn't. She encouraged him to follow his urges, recklessly taking whatever he wanted just as he'd done for eternity. He was Evil Incarnate, after all. Why should he try to be anything else?

And bringing Eve along to work was even more fun. She offered so much life and intrigue, much like his own energy, and encouraged him to use his skillsets to their fullest advantage. He could tell the Detective wasn't fond of their newest consultant though. It was quite evident that the two ladies in his life didn't see eye-to-eye about much of anything, let alone solving crimes. But after everything Lucifer and the Detective had been through, after she hurt him so badly, he'd thought it was best to try to find ways to make things less awkward. To try and move on as best they could with what they had, and Eve was of great help. At least she had been until today.

When he was standing there in Jacob Tiernan's office, seething with rage and desire to punish the scumbag for all he'd done, all he deserved, Eve was on his arm stoking the literal flames of Hell inside of him. All he'd wanted in that moment was to tear into the 'true monster' in front of them, and Eve's cooing in his left ear, petting him like her own pet Devil, he was going to let the man have it. He was so ready to do it. But then, but no. He couldn't. The familiarity of the voice to his right cut through the allurance of the opposite, and he snapped out of it with a problem for future continuance. Turns out, the only victim of his divine violence that day would be an upscale office chair. Until next time...

When the three of them got back to the precinct, Lucifer's internal dialogue was the universe's best kept secret for a time. He was trying his best to soothe and reassure Eve that many bad guys would indeed be punished while at the same time trying to do damage control with the Detective and the department. While the two women bickered and argued, his head was ablaze with his own processing of events. He wanted to be himself. He wanted to punish bad guys. He wanted to please his girlfriend, his first love. He wanted things to be normal between him and the Detective again. Chloe. He wanted... he wanted to know what to do next.

The argument escalated to the point that Lucifer couldn't be in his head anymore. His chipper smirks and perfect posture weren't appearing to bring the tension down. In fact, his Luciferness only seemed to further piss off the Detective more than Eve had managed to.

Had he really treated Chloe so abhorrently at Tiernan's office? Had he really let it all get to him like that? All he knew was he wanted to punish bad guys, but apparently, all he did was hurt a close friend. As Chloe stormed out, he simply turned to an aloof Eve and had her wait for him to go check on the Detective. It just felt right.

It didn't take any effort to find and catch up to Chloe, but this truly was rare form for her. She'd put up with countless instances of his bullshit, and had been generous enough with Eve too, albeit not without the occasional ultimatum. This time felt different though, and he hated it.

"Detective!" He called out as he ascended the flight. "Detective wait! It's not what you think!" As he emerged into mutual line of sight, he hastened his walk a bit. "Detective, are you okay? You really, really blew up in there..."

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Ok so Hypothetically if I used LEGAL C4 to LEGALLY blow up the Jail Cell Wall belonging to a Inmate would that be LEGAL?

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