Moon I just wanted to say you're very pretty, can I get an autograph?
Moon: Hmmm… Have you been looking in the mirror lately, Starlight? You're the pretty one here…
[He chuckles as he bends at the waist to look at you more closely, his head tilted to the side.]
Autograph hm? Never done one of those…
[He lifts his hand, places a claw on your throat, and lightly traces a star and the letter M before letting his hand fall to his side.]
Would this work, my dear Star?
[He grins down at you as he stands at his full height again.]
"Trouble never looked so goddamn fine." sage @ abel
" Trouble? I'm not trouble I follow the rules for the most part like my father always said: the only way out of a problem is through and to get through you it have to see what's in front of you. I wanted to make them see. " A look forms and a smirk. " Unless you ... oh! Were you flirting? S-sorry I just ... I wasn't on the same page but now I am and can I just say you are one mighty fine cup of sweet tea? And I am PARCHED. " He giggles hoping that sounded better out than in.
"Not everything is about you asshole." He said rather quiet as he wasn't in the mood to argue much this morning seeing the shorter man in front of him.
"What the fuck is‐-" James made his way from his room to the top of the stairs after hearing a bunch of noise. Oh shit. "Lucifer??" He's just gonna calmly rush down to greet his boss, don't mind him.
@do-these-eyes-look-human
Lucifer was already surprised with what Charlie was trying to do with this place— but now that he sees James is here too, he’s even more surprised.
And he’s proud, honestly. He always knew James would stick by Charlie, but seeing him here… well, it’s really heartwarming.
“James! Long time no see, buddy!” He holds out a hand for a handshake, but pulls James into a hug like he’d given Charlie, a big smile on his face.
» @apocryphis asked: ❝ please don’t touch it. ❞ (and from xiao!)
Seeing a Yaksha scarred is tantamount to witness the moon glowing crimson. In his quincentennial life, Dáinsleif cannot say he has ever seen one wounded before, nor he ever wondered if it would look dismally different to humans or gods. The black of the center begets wonder about a Yaksha's constitution. Unlike humans or spirit veins, he doesn't bleed anything— albeit it is hard to ignore the glowing emerald borders and particles emerging from within. It makes Xiao look celestial on his right, yet heartbreaking to witness all the same.
In the name of their connection woven with mutual trust and sincerity they wouldn't dare extend to others, Twilight's first reaction is to extend his hand towards it, sapphire flames alight at his silent command in order to heal. But as soon as they emerge from his aetherial being, so they fade away in wisps with the blowing breeze.
Quiescent shock makes celestial azures widen, not at the other's refusal, but at the plea in his voice despite being known for notoriously being unwavering like the rocks the god he serves is known to preside over, merciless like the raging wind and fearful to darkest entities of this world as demons are. Dáinsleif's hand drops despondently by his side, sapphire eyes narrowed in pensive thought in silent wonder to what to do next.
◜You needn't prolong your suffering at the knowledge that I can alleviate it.◞ He argues nevertheless, not to stand against him, but to shed light onto a reality he might've not considered— or something else altogether that he's completely unbeknownst of. Despite his mild assertion, Dáinsleif makes a point through the distance he puts betwixt them that he doesn't intend to trespass where he's unwanted. ◜I won't do anything you don't want me to do.◞ It is the least he can do to at least stitch a moment of concern that seems to have aggravated the Yaksha's anxiety, reaction that perhaps would've been better if he didn't seek to intercede.
Lucan be like: ' No you can't put yourself in danger for me because I don't want to lose you, but because I don't want to lose you I would put myself in danger if it means I can avoid it.'