#here ya go I guess!

[knightinink]

My Dip Playlist & Meanings Behind Each Song! -Pt1

Problems (Mother Mother) - This was the very first song I associated with Dip over a year ago now! The angel & demon aesthetic of the song fits that of Pip & Damien, as well as the seemingly prohibited relationship between an angel & a demon. Aesthetics all around with this one!

So Am I (Ava Max) - I like to imagine that Pip is the one singing this to Damien, coming from a place of empathy, yet Pip has come to terms with where he stands among his peers, while Damien is still trying to gain the acceptance from the others. Pip wants him to know that being a "misfit" is okay, & that he understands what Damien is going through.

Happy Face (Jagwar Twin) - I associate this one more with Pip, but I think it still fits for them both, creating an angsty scenario. This is Pip telling himself that no matter what he's going through, he just needs to grin & bear it, even if he doesn't want to. This is how things have always been for him, so he will continue to smile. (Maybe Damien will teach him that "it's okay to be angry sometimes").

Fairytale (Daryl Silvius) - This one I've actually created an animatic for in my head to This Lovely Fic! Damien is the one singing, his fairytale being Pip, & how he is happiest when he's with him rather than in his arranged marriage with Gregory.

(You're The) Devil in Disguise (Elvis) - Just another angel & demon aesthetic, not much more to say about this one.

INFERNO (Sub Urban, Bella Poarch) - Angel & demon, once again.

Looking at Me (Sabrina Carpenter) - Still angel & demon aesthetic, but there's also undertones of Pip being nervous about being in Hell when he dies, scared & intimidated by all the other demons living there. Damien does his best to calm him down (their relationship isn't that developed yet, so he's unsure exactly what to do), so he just tries to keep Pip's attention on him.

Memories (Maroon 5) - AN AMAZING ANIMATION/ANIMATIC WAS MADE WITH THIS SONG GO WATCH IT IT'S LOVELY!!!

The Devil Went Down to Georgia (The Charlie Daniels Band) - Angel & demon AGAIN, but with a twist. I like to imagine that they're playing pretend & the scene suddenly shifts to a realistic scene of an old southern-styled bar where the two face off against each other in an epic fiddle duel! At the end of the song, the scene shifts back to them in Damien's bedroom, toys & costumes strewn across the floor while the two laugh, having enjoyed their imagination world.

Love Is a Song (Donald Novis, Disney Studio Chorus) - I actually wrote my fic while listening to this track on loop, so I now associate this song with this fic whenever I'm watching Bambi or whenever I hear it. I think I was getting back into the old film again, & was listening to the soundtrack for a few days, & this song stood out to me. I'M ALSO A HUGE SUCKER FOR OLD MUSIC!!! (I also think this songs fits the atmosphere & mood of this fic as well, especially the end!)

Devil Town (Cavetown) - Pip's afraid while falling down into hell & arriving, but knowing that Damien's with him every step of the way brings him some relief. He's still nervous, but knowing that the black-clad boy will be with him, he can relax, if only a little.

[wishfulsketching]

The monsters are out and proud

[okaerin]

damianya week day 5: imperial scholars

2 dorks who just became imperial scholars at the same time

[sanctus-ingenium]

happy halloween from our family to yours

[gods-perfect-idiots]

damn this hyperfixation got HANDS (and claws and fangs to boot)

[pealeii]

telling my kids this was will wood

[quirkle2]

WITSU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ratstuckinamarble]

The monster high Instagram account uploaded a little new years video and it had some sweet clankie moments :)

[valorant-reverie]

[buglaur]

simself college fits

[fennthetalkingdog]

Dang, being nonhuman really is just like being trans, where I look back at my life and go, "Ohhhhhhhh, so THAT'S where it came from." It's easy for me to fall into the habit of thinking, "Well I just found this new label but I don't want it to infiltrate my whole life." But... it already has. All those moments pretending to be a cat on the playground, making fake "dog packs" with my friends, wrestling with my dog and laying next to her as if I was just another pup, attaching to my dog and cat stuffed animals, making dog-like noises to supplement my words, pretending I had (and still have) a tail to wag when I wanted, shaking out my "fur" and huffing just because I "liked mimicking my dog"—those were all my nonhumanity shining through. Me identifying with the nonhuman/therian label isn't an outliner, it's just the trend.

[divine-misfortune]

Hi pls I need drunk kisses w zephrit to survive pls they’re taking me off life support soon I need it pls you won’t let me die right im a woman that would be sexist pls

"C'mere-"

Warm fingers toyed with the loose hairs at the nape of their neck as Ifrit encouraged them closer, freeing more silver strands from their elastic until he gave it a light tug. Zephyr's lips parted in a gasp that gave way to a sigh, the remainder of their hair spilling down their shoulders like moonlit waterfalls. Inhaling their pleased surprised, he could taste peach and rum before their mouths even met.

"I'm already right here." Zephyr's arms slipped around his neck. The glass of their bottle rested between his shoulder blades, condensation bleeding through the cotton. "Can't get much closer."

"Want you closer." He nipped at their bottom lip, a sharp oh tumbling out of them. His words were honey, sweet and slurred off a heavy tongue. "Soooo close, enough to taste you, eat you right up."

"You're drunk," they whisper against the corner of his mouth and he hums in agreement, grin wide and a bit dopey with the peck of a kiss.

"And you need'ta catch up, songbird."

As if to appease the tipsy fire ghoul, they withdrew from him long enough to throw back another swig of their drink.

Some blend of summer fruits aged, fermented, and mixed with just about the strongest stuff Mountain could find. The earth ghoul had left it as a gift for them to find when he and his new pack mates departed for the first time, and every sip trickled down their throat like liquid comfort. It made swallowing the ache of missing him that much easier to swallow, and Ifrit had to agree judging by the flush practically glowing in his cheeks. Alcohol always colored fire ghouls such vibrant shades of red.

It also made Ifrit in particular impatient - they'd dare to call him needy if it wouldn't earn them the saddest amber eyes they'd ever seen. His palm remained at the back of their neck, even as they tossed their head, likely to stop them from tumbling backwards out of his lap and into the dew slicked grass as they did but also apparently to keep the air ghoul in place as he leaned up and began to kiss at their bared throat.

Zephyr nearly choked at the warm wet mouth latching onto their neck. Precious drops of Mountain's thoughtful gift were wasted, dripping down their chin and running along the defined column of their throat. A jolt of something hot zipped up and down their spine and burrowed into the pit of their stomach, Ifrit's tongue working upwards to chase the sweet droplet before it could truly be squandered.

"You're such a beast sometimes-"

They weakly pawed at him in some half-hearted attempt of pushing him away but made no genuine or audible protest when he continued to suck and bite their way up to the feathers beginning just below the hinge of their jaw. Ifrit groaned and threaded his fingers into their hair with a nod, not pulling, holding Zephyr to him like they might just dissipate if he didn't.

"Mn..." The hand kneading at their waist paused long enough to drag their bodies together. Hips flush, denim growing more restricting by the second, Ifrit was near panting. "Gonna make me take you like one if you're not careful." A playful warning came in the form of teeth at their jawline, a little bite that makes the air ghoul grip the bottle that much tighter. "Might have to ravage my little birdy right here."

Zephyr can't stop the laugh that bubbles out of them, soft and amused when he pauses long enough to look up at them with those glittering eyes and cherry red lips.

"Mountain goes away and you become the fox eager to raid the hen house."

"If he didn't want me to, your guard dog shouldn't've left you to me."

[wishfulsketching]

We are so lucky that Vander and Silco met at the ages they did because I’m gonna be so honest:

Twink 20s silco would not know what to do with the bear that is Vander and 20s bear cub Vander would fumble Silco consistently to the point where everyone would be sick and tired of his ass not being able to pull Silco

HELLO. I ANSWERED AND DREW THESE BEFORE ACT III BUT HERE YA GO, ANOTHER AU THING.

That is true! Plus, how I imagine it, twenties Silco would be pretty much repulsed by being hit on so good luck, Vander!

[voidshrub]

Why did I get like five follows from my previous post lol-

Anyways I thought about it, have this art I made a while ago :3

Happy birthday Spamton! Someone thought about you a lot today, believe it or not :)

Aka “Dumbass pink thinking about things that are never gonna happen”

Click (pink) belongs to @/brightgoat

[osaemu]

so uh funny story guys. i lost interest in anime men

[mel0-dy]

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