#incase i update in the future

[snailfen]

throwback to an old rot!moon au i made where pebbles stays healthy. in this au arti doesnt lose her pups, however they become very sick so she brings them to pebbles. he offers to cure them in exchange for artis abilities to fight the rot and keep it off of the precipice (and slow moons rotting, if possible)

because this is dangerous, obviously this means pup-sitting for pebbles.

rest of my plans can be observed under the cut below

[anis-sketches]

Oh my god , there´s like a hundred of you.

Hiii thats me! Im Anis. Go by they/them pronouns.

are you here for art? Here´s my art tag!

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dont want any of that? here´s an image of sans undertale!

If i mispell anything or my grama is off, please keep in mind english is not my first language and i got pretty bad dyslexia.

[kirexa]

EHEHEHEHEHEHE

[wqxianvents]

bingo!

// might be spoilerish! mentions scenes from chapter 2 (02-04)

finally playing luke’s personal story today since i caught up to main yesterday! thought it’d be nice to do luke’s since he’s the ML in the next main story update and i’ve been meaning to get to his anyway.

i absolutely love his story so far 😭 he has taken marius’s crown of having the funniest PS. (episode 4 of artem’s will always be superior tho LMAO)

i adore Aaron. if they made the escape room for reasons that i think, that is the funniest shit ever. the clocks took me out and luke’s face 😭 also “future” being on the envelope, like it probably is bc it’s supposed to be a “futuristic” (or something) type of escape room but luke in a room abt time and the word future just made me ugly cry & laugh the most 💀🤭

also seeing bits and pieces of the past has me in shambles. one thing i LOVE abt his PS is it bringing out my angsty loving self. if you put fluff or angst/no comfort in front of me, i’d pick fluff in a heartbeat but if you put fluff or luke pearce angst/fluff/slow burn/open ending/possible happy ending infront of me, guess what i’m grabbing?

that’s right, the fluf- i’m kidding. it’s just so good like angst be making me giggle thru my tears 😭 like i’m really eating his suffering up and i’m sorry but ily 🥹

he’s so cute tho, like playing his story is reminding me why i loved him in the beginning and how my heart will always have a safe space for him 🫂

short anniversary talk under ->

OH! how is saving for second anniversary going? 🤭 i’m debating if i should pull for 1st anni cards (artem & luke! sorry vyn) or just keep saving… might do the latter. i think depending on how 3rd anni cards are looking, next year i’ll try and pull for the first cards but i wanna try and get all the second cards. IF NOT ALL I NEED MARIUS, LUKE AND VYN 😭😭 first and second anniversary wanters will be havers!! (third too!!) my saving is getting there…

make sure you play personal stories and cards to get extra s-chips! do your dailies and weeklies too :) good luck everyone 💜

[fexicoded]

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[wonryllis]

dear future husband (m) | lee heeseung.

i can't say i do without you.

PREVIEW. you always get what you want, spoiled with the love of everyone around you. and it's all innocent love, at least that's what everyone thinks. it comes with much surprise therefore, when heeseung makes a move on you. thirteen long years of being in the brother zone having made him utterly clueless that if he’s going to date you he has to pass through your actual brothers first. and he knows how scary they can be. especially since they are known to have a sister complex and he’s been the third scary one with them, numerous times before.

OR WHERE, bimbo heeseung has no idea what the fuck to do with his feelings for you who are oblivious as fuck and your brothers who are overprotective as fuck.

MEET THE CAST. insanely love struck lee heeseung with his spoiled rich girl!reader ft. yeonjun, soobin, the rest of txt and the rest of enhypen. NSFW VERSION: BRAT TAMER heeseung with his BRAT girl.

GENRE & WARNING(S). social media!au + written chapters, SMUT MDNI!!! in the form of written chapters later on in the series, fluff, humor & crack, minimal angst, lots and i mean lots and lots of swearing and dirty jokes and everything nsfw. college!au, nonidol!au, neighbors to lovers!au, childhood friends to lovers!au. heavy on sister complex! rest other warnings will be stated in respective chapters.

UPDATE SCHEDULE. discontinued.

ׅ ꢾ꣒ profiles, character introductions & the groupchats. ( PLAYLIST ) theme song, code blue!

YEONIE NOTES. incase someone wonders if this is incest, no it’s not, they are not related by blood. sister complex. a state of strong attachment and obsession to sisters, always having them as their first priority. FIC ASKS: ask about the characters!

EPISODES rolling ..

000. prologue: the backstory.

001. arranged date gone wrong

002. it's a shame yn wants you

003. all good when all delusional

004. can you afford her a McLaren? TWT + WRITTEN ( 2.4k )

005. heeseung finally— [REDACTED]!

006. you went as my arm candy

DISCONTINUED!

i think its obvious enough why, the lack of response and enthusiasm from readers has made lose all motivation to continue this any further. i was so excited to revamp it but it seems it isn't the case for the other side. feedbacks are what keep most if not all writers going and absence of it for this one has just rid me of all interest i had to share it with you all. thank you to those who read it, and i apologize those who were looking forward to read it. this is it. over and done, with this kind of support i'm never doing a series on here again.

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[lxkeee]

TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN

—CHAPTER TEN

Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x Seraphim Angel! Fem! Reader

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Genre: ANGST

Warnings: swearing and just angst.

Notes: Yayy! An update after being gone for a month or so lmao XD but anywho, heaven and back would be updated next week, I'm still finishing the chapter up lol.

Second notes: incase if you haven't seen the Azrael fanart my friend did for me, here's the link~! And also, did you know we have a discord server? Here's the link to it:3 come and join, everyone is friendly<3 and if you're already part of the server, come and say hi too:D

Word count: 4.6k

PART ONE I PART NINE | PART ELEVEN | NAVIGATION

Michael lets out a deep exhale once he finally hears the door to [Y/n]'s room clicked as he closes it. He was beyond worried when he heard the news of what happened to her. He blamed himself for being the cause of her passing out, if only he didn't send her down there then she would've been fine.

Michael leans against [Y/n]'s door, running a hand through his soft blond locks, eyes closed as he sighs.

Unaware of the approaching dark haired taller male.

Azrael's eyebrow raised as he noticed the blond man scrunched against [Y/n]'s door, seemingly in deep thought.

Azrael heard what happened and he immediately rushed back to heaven after his work, he was worried sick for the woman.

He sighs, although he didn't show it. His charming and mischievous face remains unchanged as he approaches the door.

“Michael, didn't expect to see you today.” Azrael says, his usual teasing and sultry voice catching Michael's attention.

Michael's head raised up—previously hung low—to look at the source of the voice, only to see Azrael in his deathly glory.

“I heard what happened so I immediately came here to check up on her, especially knowing she went down there and possibly saw him.” Michael explained and Azrael fought back the urge to roll his eyes at the man.

“Still wondering why you chose her to go down there, I was willing to take the load off her shoulders.”

Michael sighs, running a hand through his light blond hair, he doesn't get paid enough for this.

“I know and I suggested it to her right? To do the rock-paper-scissors game again after she lost but she was determined to take the case and I needed to respect that, she was fully prepared to go down there.” Michael explained, exhaustion evident on his voice. He was confused too, worried even. He can only believe God's words, the man sees everything—the past, present, and future.

He can only trust his judgement despite how it pains him to see [Y/n] suffer.

Azrael sighs, stuffing both of his hands in the pocket of his pants. Decided not to further question the man and possibly aggravate both of them.

Fights between Virtues are close to non-existent, but never zero. Arguments can be dangerous for powerful heavenly beings such as themselves.

“I shall not question you further, I'll hand you my reports later this evening so for now, excuse me.” Azrael says with a sigh, walking past Michael as he knocked on [Y/n]'s door before entering.

The door closed with a click. Michael was alone in that hallway after, with a sigh and finally drooping his heavy shoulders, he walked away.

For someone to be God's right hand man, he doesn't know anything. He has no choice but to place his trust in their heavenly father.

Who is currently away to a place they don't know.

‘What a mess,’ Michael thought to himself, the worried expression on his face disappearing as it was replaced with his usual cold and aloof facial expression that he is known for, shoulders straightening up, his footsteps fading as he disappeared from the hallway.

[Y/n] was blankly staring at the ceiling as she was lying down on her bed, seemingly lost in thought.

Azrael sighs, heels clicking as he walks towards her bed, [Y/n] shifted her head to look at the sound of the noise just to see Azrael, sitting on the empty spot of the side of her bed.

She gave him a weak and tired smile.

“Are you alright? I heard what happened,” Azrael muttered, a worried look on his face, “What did I tell you about pushing yourself to the limit?”

“The audacity to say that to me with your nonexistent sleep schedule—” [Y/n] says with a teasing tone but got playfully smacked by a pillow by none other than Azrael.

“I am death, I do not need sleep.”

Azrael says with a small pout, returning back the pillow to where he got it from, crossing his arms and crossing his long and slender legs.

[Y/n] chuckled softly, moving her position to sit on the bed instead of lying down.

“I mean... You looked like death.” She says, Azrael raises his eyebrow at her.

“I don't know why but I feel offended by that statement—”

[Y/n] stares at him, almost a deadpan looking the man up and down, “Come on... You know what I mean.”

“It's the bags underneath my eyes isn't it?” he asked, deadpanning at her, “Michael has it worse, stop attacking me.”

Azrael sighs, sometimes he forgets how difficult she is.

‘Dear father, give me the strength not to end her myself. I'm just kidding, I didn't mean to say that—’

He thought to himself, letting out a long exhale as he saw the teasing grin on the girl's face.

“You're trying to distract me.” he says, eyes narrowing into a deadpan, his lips still in a pout.

“Is it working?” [Y/n] asked with a playful tone, eyebrow raised teasingly at the male.

“Unfortunately.” he sighs, running a hand through his hair, long and slender fingers weaving through the dark black locks in slight frustration.

Whenever he's with her, he sighs a lot. That's something he noticed a long time ago.

The heart palpitations he gets whenever she's near might've not been because of attraction, it's probably because of stress.

She stresses him out.

Okay, just a little bit.

Azrael sighs once more, [Y/n] resisting herself to burst out into laughter, “That's the sixth time you've sighed.” She points out, Azrael deadpans at her.

“Thank you for keeping count, I really appreciate it.” He says, playful sarcasm dripping from his voice.

“You're welcome, death.” She says, it was enough for both of them to burst into chuckles.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock was heard from her door, catching both of them off guard.

The door opens. A long dark blue haired woman can be seen standing by the door. Her hair tied into a ponytail yet her hair still reaches her waist. A serious look on her face.

Gabriel is here.

‘Oh shit.’ Azrael thought to himself, a shiver running down his back.

The room suddenly felt colder with the woman's presence. Something that often happens whenever Gabriel is in the room.

“Gabriel... Hi—” [Y/n] says nervously, getting cut off.

“Save it Raphael, Azrael please leave.” Gabriel says, voice dripping with icy coldness.

Gabriel, known as God's messenger; she handles reports that are needed to be passed around between realms.

It is natural that the news of Raphael collapsing would immediately reach her.

She can never understand what [Y/n] sees in Lucifer, sure she can see the vision but after what happened and what he did to [Y/n].

She gets the ick.

When the meeting about Sera and Adam's actions were held and the meeting also included about this 'Hazbin Hotel proposed by none other than Lucifer's daughter.

Someone needs to oversee it.

Unfortunately, [Y/n] lost the game that decides that.

The other members thought it was a bad idea but [Y/n] insists, saying that it's fair.

She doesn't want them to baby her. She wants to prove to them that she's okay.

Gabriel was beyond worried, [Y/n] is like a little sister to her despite their ages being so close to each other.

She trusts [Y/n], she can't trust Lucifer.

She couldn't trust the man who abandoned his wife for another woman.

Especially when she learned that Lilith left Lucifer.

It made Gabriel smile when she found out.

Qui totum vult totum perdit, as she always says.

Which translates to, ‘he who wants everything, loses everything.’

Michael usually refutes it with an, ‘Omnia causa fiunt.’

Which translates to, everything happens for a reason.

She doesn't understand Michael sometimes, despite knowing the man for many eons now.

She supposed Michael has some secrets to hide as the heavenly father's right hand man.

She couldn't imagine the burden he's carrying but then again, everyone in the seven virtues has something to hide.

She hums to herself, her mind returning what she was previously thinking.

What was she talking about again?

Oh, Lucifer.

Lucifer got greedy, he lost both of his wives in the process.

What differs him from the first man then?

Nothing.

After all, he is the embodiment of the sin of pride.

He is prideful, arrogant, and greedy.

Not much of a difference between him and Adam, except for how they show their arrogance.

Lucifer became blind when given the opportunity to act upon his God forsaken dreams.

Gabriel grimaced at the thought. The very dreams that doomed humanity.

With that blindness, he lost everything in the process.

As what he deserves.

Gabriel wonders why can't [Y/n] see that a man is willing to go on his knees to worship her?

Azrael, the angel of death.

The virtue of humility. Despite Azrael's slight narcissistic personality, the man knows how to be humble.

Despite the popular belief.

The man knows how to control himself. He knows the difference between being arrogant and being proud of one's achievement.

Unlike Lucifer.

Although, Azrael is borderline to it, she won't speak about it though. Nope, nuh uh.

How funny, Lucifer the sin of pride and Azrael the virtue of humility.

Gabriel almost chuckled at the thought, ‘I supposed there are two sides of the same coin.’

With a sigh, the sounds of her heels clicking against the tiled floors came to a halt.

She stood in the hallway of the Caeles mansion, facing the door that leads to [Y/n]'s room.

She can hear [Y/n]'s muffled behind the door, along with a familiar voice of Azrael laughing. Though, muffled.

Gabriel tilts her body slightly to the side so she can gaze outside through the many windows that are in the hallway.

Dark evening blue skies are what she can see, the sun has set a few hours ago.

She's not sure, the concept of time doesn't matter to an immortal being such as her.

She turns to face the door once more, taking a deep breath as she composes herself.

Stand straight, chest up, shoulders back. Confidence.

She knocks and opens the door.

“Gabriel... Hi—” [Y/n] says nervously, getting cut off.

“Save it Raphael, Azrael please leave.” Gabriel says, voice dripping with icy coldness.

Azrael smiled nervously at [Y/n], patting the girl's head before getting up from where he was sitting—the edge or side of [Y/n]'s bed—his heels clicked on the tiled floor as he walked.

He passes by Gabriel, patting the woman on the shoulder before exiting the room.

The door clicked as it closed. [Y/n] nervously gulped.

Gabriel sighs, finally letting herself walk towards [Y/n]'s direction.

The sound of her heels clicking against the tiled floor is what [Y/n] can only hear, she plays with her thumbs nervously. Her [e/c] eyes avoiding deep dark blue ones.

“We need to talk.” She says sternly as she sits on the edge of the bed, [Y/n] sighs and nodded.

This is going to be fun. [Y/n] thought to herself, sighing mentally.

“What happened?” Gabriel asked, crossing her arms as she looked at the other female.

[Y/n] chuckled nervously, “I sorta got ambushed by evil...?”

Gabriel just stared blankly at her before deadpanning, “How—”

“It just happened okay?” [Y/n] just sighs and Gabriel just inhales and then exhales loudly.

“I don't want to continue asking about that,” Gabriel says flatly, clearly lost for words.

[Y/n] just nodded before looking away to avoid the other woman's eyes.

“Why do you insist on taking this job?” Gabriel asked, her dark blue eyes sternly looking at the [h/c] haired girl.

[Y/n] looked at the other woman in the eye, faltering slightly from the sharpness or Gabriel's dark blue ones.

“Because I just want to, what more reason do you want?” [Y/n] says nervously, avoiding Gabriel's stern and judgemental gaze.

Gabriel sighs then raises an eyebrow at her, “We know you just want to see him. It's been eons, [Y/n]. Why are you still hung up on the guy? You should move on and perhaps find someone new?” she asked her and [Y/n] avoided Gabriel's gaze and turned to look at the window near her bed, watching as the clouds passed by her window.

She sighs, “I can't, I still love him, Gabriel. After all these years my heart still yearns for him, aches, and beats for him.” she whispers softly, voice shaking and vulnerable.

Gabriel sighs, “You always let your emotions get in the way, that's the problem with you [Y/n] you don't think.” she says sternly and [Y/n] remained quiet, she knows Gabriel is right but she can't help it.

“He's just a man, [y/n].”

“A failure of an angel, he brings shame to the seraphims.”

“No, he's not.” [Y/n] refutes back yet her voice lacks resolve, it was barely a whisper.

“So what are you telling me? That this is all worth it because he's the love of your life and this was the man for you” Gabriel asked, a tinge of anger in her voice, her words sending knives to [Y/n]'s heart.

Gabriel is right and she refuses to listen.

“I don't know... He might've been.” [Y/n] answers weakly, a single tear running down her left cheek.

“This is ridiculous.” Gabriel says and [Y/n] just gave a pained laugh, “I know.” she says, she knows that.

“So there's no chance of changing your mind then?” Gabriel asked, a small scoff leaving her lips, her eyebrows slightly furrowed in slight annoyance at the thought of [Y/n] going down in hell once more.

[Y/n] nodded, Gabriel sighed and stood up from where she was sitting, “You're really an idiot, [Y/n].” Gabriel says with a small sigh, a strand of dark blue hair falling on her face. She uses her finger to tuck those strands behind her ear. Her dark blue eyes analyzing the other woman—helpless, weak, an utter fool for lowering herself for a man.

One might say the standards are in hell because of how low it is.

How ironic, amusing.

[Y/n] smiled weakly, she knows. She knows she's stupid for loving a man this much.

Yet, she can't help it. She's a fool. A fool in love with the devil, who was once an angel, who was once her loving husband.

You can never really know you love someone until they've hurt you and still think of them as the best person ever.

“Yeah, I know.” [Y/n] says with a pained smile, a bitter chuckle escaping from her plump pink lips.

Gabriel stood up from where she was sitting, walking to a nearby window that's near the edge of her bed, she stared outside the glass panel, her hands behind her back.

“Does that mean you'll be going down there again?” She asked, not bothering to look at [Y/n].

“Yeah.” [Y/n] nodded, her eyes downcast as she looked defeated. She hated herself for being like this.

“I am not stopping you, you're far too stubborn to listen anyways.” Gabriel says, voice monotone and tired.

“I know.” she says, voice barely above a whisper, a meek and powerless voice. Not wanting to agree with Gabriel but the woman is right and it hurts admitting it.

“Don't say I didn't tell you so.”

Not the first time someone told her that, and it didn't end well for her.

History repeats itself.

And as usual, it's her fault for not listening.

Azrael stood behind the door, ear pressed on the wooden door, eavesdropping.

He is aware that Gabriel can be harsh sometimes and he is also curious.

Can't say what he heard didn't break his heart.

He moves away from the door and leans against the wall, his face expressionless.

He has no reason to cry about it, he knows he had no chance.

A small smile was now on his face and a single tear slid down from his left eye, leaving a wet trail on to his pale cheek.

The door suddenly opens which prompted him to quickly wipe the tear away and composed himself.

He watches as Gabriel walks out of the door and closes the door behind her.

Dark blue eyes meeting dark black ones.

Gabriel's eyes widened ever so slightly when he saw Azrael standing and leaning on the wall near the door, “I thought you left.” she says, eyebrow raised at him.

Azrael chuckled softly, his voice smooth and sweet yet had a tinge of slight bitterness.

“I was curious what you girls were talking about, curiosity kills the cat indeed.” he says with a slight humor in his voice.

Gabriel's eyes softened slightly, “Are you okay?” she asked him, crossing her arms over her chest.

Azrael shakes his head, “No, but I will be eventually.” he says with a small sigh, “Perhaps I should start moving on, besides, I'm starting to get interested in a certain someone.” he murmured, a mischievous grin on his face as remembered a certain archangel who is the acting celestial scribe to the book of life.

“Is it Michael?” she asked and Azrael gave her a disgust and flabbergasted expression, a hand over his chest.

“Excuse me?” he says, dumbfounded, “I may swing both ways but he isn't my type.” he says flatly, Gabriel gave him a side eye.

“Really? I swear both of you have this weird tension. The younglings say they 'ship' you and you two are the perfect representation of old man yaoi whatever that means.”

Azrael almost choked on air, what the fuck? Where did those angels even learn those words—

“Gabriel, what the fuck?”

Gabriel chuckles, nudging the male's shoulder, “I am just kidding.” she says with a teasing tone before humming to herself, “Metatron was it? I barely interact with them nor see them often. They're like Michael but worse, they're usually near father at all times to help him write the book of life so we barely see them in public.” she deadpans before looking at Azrael, “Since you are the angel of death, I supposed you see them often. I can just imagine you annoying them every time you're with them.” she says flatly.

Azrael chuckles, “Indeed, they're rather interesting but for now, I'll resolve my personal issues before acting upon my interest in them.”

“Good. Go to therapy.” Gabriel says, her lips pressed in a thin line as she looked at Azrael with a deadpan expression.

Azrael pouted a little.

“But I no no wanna...” he whined dramatically with a small laugh as he began to follow Gabriel as they walked away from [Y/n]'s room, the click of their heels slowly faded away as they slowly disappeared from the room.

Meanwhile,

“Dad, are you okay?” Charlie asked softly, her father staring outside his bedroom window, a lost look on his face.

Charlie was outside the door during her father and her supposed half brother arguing.

She wanted to come inside the room and try to calm both men down, but when she heard Xavier's voice as he talked to their father.

Charlie could hear eons of rage and utter pain in the boy's voice.

It stopped her from intervening, a voice in her mind kept telling her, ‘Don't. He needs this.’

Even if their father was the receiver of those harsh words.

She might not fully know nor understand the pain and suffering Xavier went but when she looked at the boy's [e/c] eyes, she was able to see utter sadness despite the blank expression on his face.

Lucifer was just blankly staring outside the window, his eyes fixated on the outside world but his mind somewhere, lost and drowning in his own self hate.

He hated it. He was not prepared. He was not prepared to see an almost exact replica of himself to arrive at his daughter's doorstep.

He was not prepared to see an exact replica of him filled with anger and sadness.

Seeing Xavier with his own two eyes, he was able to understand a bit of what the boy went through.

And he was the cause of it.

He regretted the things he has done, especially on how he treated [Y/n].

He was young—no, he was stupid. Just stupid.

Nothing can excuse his actions. He was an idiot and a fool.

[Y/n] was there for him, she was his best friend and he treated her like that.

Like a doll he discarded once he got bored.

He was wrong on how he treated her.

He should've done that, he should've loved her properly, treated her properly.

He should've been Xavier's father, the father that the boy needed and the father that the boy could trust.

Not someone he looks at with so much anger.

Terrifying, Xavier's rage reminded him of his own when he fell from grace.

Though, the reasons are highly different.

He loves [Y/n], he still does.

He realized that he still does in fact love the woman when he was separated from her for many, many years.

He would often call out to her without thinking, then remembering ‘Oh, she's not here.’

Falling from grace was enough to slap some sense into him.

He treated an amazing woman like her like garbage.

He's really an asshole.

Lilith cannot compare to [Y/n], he can't remember how many times [Y/n]'s name slips from his lips whenever he argues with Lilith.

It created distance between them.

Lilith couldn't take it anymore and left him.

He was left alone to wallow in self pity. He was left alone to mourn for the woman he left to suffer in her heartbreak which he caused.

He mourned his first love, he mourned his first son.

Which he doesn't deserve to do, considering that it should be the opposite.

To Xavier, he's a dead man. To [Y/n], he's a nobody.

Charlie watches her father with an unreadable expression on her, her hand outstretched as if to reach him but it hesitated midway. Shaking and unsure.

“Dad...?” she softly calls out again, her voice echoing despite the ringing in Lucifer's ears. His daughter's voice sounds like it's echoing in the four corners of his hotel room.

Suffocating. It felt like he was trapped in his own mind. His mistakes echoed like a siren's call to him. Teasing him.

He felt cold. He felt numb.

Snap. Everything stopped. The ringing stopped.

Though, his heart is beating erratically against his ribcage, like a monster threatening to get out of its prison.

He felt utterly numb.

His eyes are scanning his room, gentle streaks of light filtering through the glass panel of his windows giving his room a reddish like hue.

With a deep shaky sigh, he turned around and faced his daughter, his hand gripping his cane clenched ever so slightly.

“Charlie, dear... I would like to be alone at the moment.” he says, hesitantly. Voice quivering in each syllable, each word filled with the regrets of his past and present. Weighing him down.

Charlie's eyes widened ever so slightly before giving her father a small reassuring smile, “Oh! Of course... Excuse me...” she says giving him a small bow before turning around on her heels to walk towards the door. She paused, took a deep breath before looking at her father through her shoulder.

“If you need me, I'll be somewhere around the hotel. I'll always be here for you, dad.” she says with a small smile before turning around once more, twisting the doorknob open and walks out of the door.

The door clicked to a close when she was gone.

Lucifer's tensed shoulders loosened as it drops, a small frown on his beautiful face.

A single tear slips past his eye, the droplet sliding down on his left cheek, leaving a trail on his soft and pale yet rosy cheek.

“I know.” he whispered before a choked sob escaped his lips.

He can feel the stinging sensation around his eyes, vision blurring as tears mess up his sense of sight.

He can feel his legs buckling as if it struggled to carry the weight of his mistakes that he's carrying on his shoulders.

It gave out as he was now on the floor, small sobs could be heard from, his sobs bouncing on the walls of his room, mocking him.

“Why am I crying? I don't deserve to cry. I don't deserve to cry after what I had done.” he says choking on his words, shoulders shaking, trembling.

He hugged himself in an attempt to comfort himself, yet he was met with painful memories of when [Y/n] used to hold him when he was crying.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...” he repeated to himself, rocking back and forth on where he was kneeling like a sinner.

Begging for her forgiveness, yet his repentance can't be heard from her.

‘It's all my fault, it's all my fault.’ thinking these words were like a stab to the heart because it is true.

With his last bit of energy, he lies down on the cold tiled floor. His white suit a pop of color to the redness all around him, his cheeks pressed against the tiles as tears continue to slide down on his pale skin and on to the floor.

“Over, I can't believe it's over, I can't believe the love I lived, to show some other day...” he quietly sang, his voice raspy from all the crying he shifts to let his body face the ceiling, his eyes staring blankly at the chandeliers.

“Listen, I hope that you can hear me...” he sang, propping his elbows on the floor to lift himself up into a kneeling position, his hands trembling, voice cracking with emotions, “As I kneel down and pray with the love I meant to say...” he sang softly, his voice beautiful yet filled with unexplainable regret.

“Shadows, you took away the shadows...”

“Before my life was black and white, though tonight the room's gone gray.”

She was the light of his life, his life was monotone before she came, she was a splash of color to the black and white of his so-called life.

“Golden, all the love you gave was golden,” he sang softly, [Y/n]'s bright smiling face flashes into his mind, a smile that brought so much warmth and happiness into his life, “Golden, I would gladly pay, to show the love I meant to say...”

“Oh, music you made me hear, such music,”

“Silly Lucifer, don't take our elder's words to heart! Their ancient beliefs can't possibly understand your amazing ideas!” [Y/n]'s words echo in his mind, for a brief moment, he could see [Y/n] smiling and giggling at him, her long white dress fluttering against the wind.

His eyes widened when the figment of his imagination of [Y/n] slowly fades away, his eyes widened in fear as he attempted to lift himself up from the floor, his hands outstretched in hopes of reaching her.

Only to grip on to nothing.

“Without you here to guide me, I feel as though I'll fly away...” he muttered, his voice continuing to break as tears continued to stream down his cheeks.

Droplets of his tears falling into the floor, his reflection mirrored into the small puddle of his pain.

“S-sorry,” his voice breaks even more, a simple word that is too late to say, too heavy to speak with his own lips. The very words he wants to say to her.

“Sorry, that's the word I want to sing to you,”

He took a deep shaky breath, his wine red like eyes tired and dull, eyes puffy and red after all the crying he had done, “The other word is stay, to hear the love I meant to say.” he softly sang, small hiccups can be heard.

He's really an idiot.

© LXKE 2024; please do not steal, translate, or repost my works as your own.

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[kitagal]

My Purse Essentials 4 Fall/Winter

Did anyone ask for this? No, but if I can just help out one person, it's totally worth it ! :3

Lets get to it !

1) Medicine. You never know when you'll need it ! I carry it all in a little My Melody pillbox and refill it when needed.

Advil, Dramamine, and Allegra.

2) Hand/Nail care ! Especially during these colder months, it's important to keep your hands and cuticles hydrated to avoid flaking and sometimes even cracking. It runs in my family :/

Peach scented cuticle oil and hand & cuticle lotion. (The crème shop is the best imo ! and all their products are cute, too!)

Glass nail file. Better than normal nail files and breakage is less likely to occur. I have a Hello Kitty one I got from Miniso for $5 !

3) Self defense. The world is a scary place and unfortunately a girl's gotta defend herself somehow !

Knife from a local store here ! But amazon has lots of affordable options too !

4) Hygiene products ! It's important for me, personally, to always feel clean. If I feel all icky my mood starts getting icky too.

Spare pad, spare panty liner, baby wipes, and hand wipes incase my hands get sticky from food or anything like that.

Bathroom spray ! I got a travel sized poo-pourri spray in the stocking stuffers aisle at Target !

A small pack of Extra gum, just incase I'm out and about and I just ate somethin stinky. I actually recommend the popular TikTok gum thats made with natural minerals that clean your teeth and keep your breath fresh ! I'm saving up for some with my boyfriend , but Ive seen outstanding reviews ! :0

5) Beauty products ! If you're like me, you wear makeup fairly often, even if it's just something as simple as some eyeliner.

e.l.f. jet black liquid eyeliner, just in case mine smudges or starts to fade. this isnt usually an issue in the colder seasons, but it's still good to be prepared !

chapstick and lipgloss ! its extremely important now of all times to keep your lippies hydrated!

KISS nail glue, incase my nails pop off from doing stuff at work lol. I dont go anywhere without this, you wont catch me missing a nail !

6) My wallet and identification, obviously!

BRING YOUR ID EVERYWHERE WITH YOU ! im sure some people are like, elle, thats common sense. but until i was 18 i would forget my ID or not bring it on purpose as I was scared to lose it lmao. do not be like younger me. you never know when you'll need it.

And finally, thats the end of it! I may update this in the future, but I hope this is helpful to anyone ! Thx for reading hehe ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

[bendyandtheforgottenisle]

Here are some paper sketches of my favoritist boy's and gal.

But this is also my response/announcement to my previous post on how I plan to make/update the comic faster. And that is . . .

BATFI will now be drawn traditionally with pen and paper! At least for the next few updates. That way I can get a vibe on how well this can work. But all of the drawings you see above were all done on paper with pen and ink! I can draw much MUCH faster on pen and paper then I can digitally. And I don't really think this will change the look of the comic too much. But I just wanted to give everyone a heads up incase things look slightly different.

But yeah! this will make my life much easier when it comes to updating. So expect some more BATFI in the near future! >:D

[secretninjadonut]

| Possesive?? |

Masterlist//Previous//Next

Yoo Jimin x fem reader

Sakura said in a dry tone “why do you care yoo?” while Karina just gave her a dirty look while saying “because she’s mine.” and you look at her with shock and try to speak but end up cut off as Sakura says “says who? You have no right to claim her” while Karina simply says “Well I did she’s. Mine.”

Quickly trying to defuse the situation you speak up and say “Everyone calm down me and Sakura are just friends and Karina we aren’t together or anything..” while Karina just mumbles a “we will soon” and Sakura sighs in defeat glaring Karina as she walks away.

Soon after you ask her “Unnie are you alright?” and her look softens turning to you smiling responding with “I’m fine let’s just carry on talking” mid conversation you glance over to the mean girls table catching Karina staring at you while you spoke to Sakura. You lightly blush turning away and continuing your conversation with Sakura also hearing Chaewon and Yunjin run towards your table.

You look up and see them while they scream “JEON Y/N WE FOUND YOU!” you lightly giggle and quickly hug onto Sakura knowing they wouldn’t hit you while Sakura was there incase they hit her by accident and believe me. She’s scary when angry. You act cute and innocent mumbling into Sakura’s shoulder smiling watching them both slowly loose sanity waiting for you to let go of her.

Karina’s perspective:

I was watching Y/N from a far when suddenly her annoying loud friends came in and harrased her more specifically Yunjin and Chaewon. I saw her hug onto Sakura again and it made my heart pang I was jealous. There’s no way me the schools popular girl yoo Jimin was jealous right? Trying to make myself believe it isn’t helping at all.

I need that girl she’s adorable and so sweet. I have to get her no matter what it takes I’ll do my best to woo her as my girlfriend.

Earlier she caught me staring again and blushed slightly looking away afterwards. It’s cute when she’s flustered. I quickly snapped out of my trance when the maknae NingNing called my name “Jimin why aren’t you eating Unnie?” I smiled lightly at her concern while saying “Thanks for checking on me Yizhou I’m just a bit tired that’s all” the girl nods understandably and goes back to her conversation with winter.

I suddenly had an idea it was probably the best thing I’ve ever thought of “Text Y/N” smart right? I can tell her to get off of that blue haired witch finally. I sighed of content while I opened my phone and quickly found her contact “wife 💗” texting her “hey baby can you get off of that witch for a sec?” while watching you open your phone still hugging her.

You responded with “pardon? Sorry but who are you?” Karina quickly types “Darling it’s your future girlfriend Karina”.

Back to you:

You gasp in shock staring at the message while Sakura cuts her conversation off and asks “Y/N-ssi what happened?” you simply shake your head and say “nothing don’t worry unnie” while she nods going to talk to Yunjin again. You type “sorry but Karina we aren’t a couple and Sakura isn’t a witch” getting a response of “oh but we are going to be” followed by a “oh and she is” you type “if you even want to get close to dating me you must be nicer it doesn’t matter who it is”.

You turn to look at her smiling at her phone and typing quickly. You turn back to your screen seeing her response of “Fine just for you” while smiling and typing back “ok well for now just relax and stop being possesive if you change I’ll be yours soon” she responds with “Possesive??”

A/N: SORRY SHORT CHAPTER AND ALSO FOR LATE UPDATE SCHOOL HAS BEEN HECTIC.

Taglist: @love4kahei, @xen248, @aliceiwk

[an-askblog-survival-guide]

A Survivor's journal | a simon and marcy ask blog pinned post !

Asks are currently: OPEN

incase it wasnt obvious, this is a roleplay account/ask blog!! my main account is @bebackthen ! unlike my ice king blog, this one will follow a more mature theme and be generally darker in overall tone, instead of the soft angst in the ice king blog. this blog, specifically, is from the point of view of simon and marceline during their time together after the events of the mushroom war.

this blog will contain imagery and details contained within the "marcy's super secret scrapbook" book (such as the inspiration for the cover!), but i will make it clear that the book is NOT fully canon. i just will be including some details from the book, such as simon being an artist, the homework marcy does, and story/character notes. but things will not allign fully with the book simply because it contradicts what is shown in the show and id prefer to stick with that lore.

instead of asks being sent to the characters via phone or in-universe characters, the asks within this blog will SOLELY be heard by simon and only simon, as hallucinations due to the crown. the hallucinations will start out small, and as the ask blog grows so will the intensity of his hallucinations! of which you all will have help affecting. aside from the asks being hallucinations, of which you must specify out of when sending in an ask. there will also be multiple different "types" of asks/ways to impact the story! hallucinations via ask box, miracles, and disasters.

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hallucinations: when sending an ask you can choose between auditory, visual, sensational! auditory is stuff like voices, noises, and the like. visual would be visions (be it of the future, past, or nothing in particular), and sensational would be anything involving touch! such as feeling phantom hands on him or the ghost of breath on the back of his neck.

miracles: when sending an ask, or participating in a vote/event you can have the opportunity to send miracles! miracles are things like food/items that may help them along their journey, the luck to find a still standing shelter, the ability to get out of a sticky situation. of course, not everyone can just give out miracles, big miracles such as finding shelter/getting out of a situation will be voted on via community polls! but everyone can send miracles. of course, but just because it gets sent their way doesnt mean they will get it.

disasters: disasters, like miracles, are ways you can directly involve yourself in their journey! when sending an ask, or participating in a vote/event you can have the opportunity to cause disastrous situations. disasters are things like enemies/dangers that they may come across along their journey, the chance to avoid/encounter hoards of oozers or a freak storm, and the ability to get shoved into a sticky situation! of course, not everyone can just hand out disasters, big events such as hoards of oozers/a big storm will be voted on via community polls! but everyone can send disasters. of course, but just because it gets sent their way doesnt mean they will encounter it.

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Timeline layout:

this is a general timeline that i will be following, with images to give more clarity to the scenes im referencing. i will be including key scenes within the ask blog, of course, but it might take time. after all! this is a prequel for my ice king blog! it ends the same as canon, with simon leaving marcy since he considers himself a danger. if you have any questions regarding the timeline, headcanons, or other, please ask under this post or @bebackthen ! i can go into more depth if people are interested.

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the rules for the blog are simple

- you can be mean to to the characters, but ABSOLUTELY no NSFW asks.

- please be patient, I am slow to update due to the fact this blog will be completely colored and rendered! more-so than my ice-king blog.

- feel free to ask me to tag things! i plan on tagging triggering content as well as giving warnings when they crop up. aside from the general warning on this post.

- feel free to spam likes, and reblogs! I actually appreciate it! but dont spam asks, make sure they are thought out, please.

- make sure you specify what kind of ask you send ! if you do not i will take creative liberty.

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and for our first event!! you will get the chance to vote on how the first time marcy sees the crown in action goes! this will likely only be a short scene, as we know he doesnt use the crown often around her until after the incident with the clambulance, but that also gives me full creative freedom for why and how marcy sees him use the crown for the first time!

place your ideas in the comments of this post and then i will make a post on @bebackthen to vote on the top comments!

[foreverfallingstars]

For my AO3 readers:

I know that "I Need A Favour" has not been updated in a while, trust me, but I DO plan on continuing it.

I want to write and upload chapter three but I've been struggling with motivation and ideas recently. Just know that I do want to continue and that I plan on it. If for whatever reason I decide to abandon it in the future, (which I will not) I will update it on AO3.

As well, I have another idea for a fic that I want to work on. It is another Tyden fic, and an AU, that will be several chapters if I end up working on it. Due to my habit of abandoning fics, especially longer ones, I will hold back details incase I do not actually post it. However, I have been working on this so hopefully I will be able to publish chapter one.

There's no solid writing yet but I've been working on planning and fleshing out my ideas. I hope that working on this (which, Tivan has helped me name project puzzle piece until it has a proper name) will give me motivation to work on INAF as well.

Thank you to those who read my stuff and leave comments, it means a lot. Just know that I have not abandoned it fully and have no plans to!

[glazenewt]

I got around to editing the colors on this scan, and also added some flavor to the top of the design in order for it to work for a 5 x 7 print.

My true goal for this was to make it a 4 x 4 print, but alas that is just a struggle to do if im not the one printing it myself smh

This print is currently in my next batch that is being made right now as you read it, so keep your eyes out for any future updates incase you want to snag one of these up for yourself!!

[geosengespiral]

GRRRHGG HI! I DONT HAVE A LOT OF TIME. READ THIS , QUICK:

[pt: Grrhgg hi! I don’t have a lot of time. Read this, quick:]

THERE IS SOMETHING BAD IN KALOS. SOMETHING BAD!!! MY ACCOMPLICE 1 CAN HEAR IT. MY ACCOMPLICE 2 CAN SENSE IT. BAD! BAD!

AND I KNOW WHO IS TO BLAME…I JUST HAVE TO PROVE IT!!

THE PROFESSOR IS A DECEPTIVE FREAK OF NATURE … OUR CORPORATE ‘FRIENDS’ ARE SUPPLYING A MOB! WE ARE ALL CATTLE FILLING UP THE GUTS OF A LURKING BEAST !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AND I?! I WILL SHINE A LIGHT ON ALL OF IT!!! ALL OF IT! I AM THE TRUE PROFESSOR OF KALOS!!!!! I WILL SHED TRUTH!!!! IT CAN’T STAY BURIED BENEATH THE DIRT FOREVER!!

ahem, and a small thank you to the host… @neoskitties …

MY SITE. READ IT. HERE, THE FUTURE DEPENDS ON IT! GAH!

[PT: My site. Read it. Here, the future depends on it! Gah!]

Transcript for those on mobile:

25/7/2024 - INTRODUCTION.

GREETINGS. YOU ARE SOMEONE WHO IS SEEKING THE TRUTH!!!!!! AND I AM HERE TO DELIVER…

YOU WILL NOT KNOW MY NAME…OR MY FACE. IF YOU DO, THEN IT IS ALREADY TOO LATE. REMEMBER TO ARCHIVE MY PAGE, ARCHIVE EVERY UPDATE…INCASE THEY COME TO TAKE IT DOWN. I KNOW THEY WILL, THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THEY HAVE!! BUT THEY WILL NOT STOP ME! NEVER!!!

I AM CURRENTLY COLLECTING MY THOUGHTS…MY ANECDOTES…MY PROOF. IT WILL ALL BE RELEASED IN TIME…DO NOT FRET…THE OCULUS OVER KALOS WILL BE EXPOSED! ITS RETINAS BURNED! GEHEHEHE… STAY TUNED, WATCHERS.

[OOC under cut]

You can read my whole shebang HERE. But Hi! It’s Clint again! He/they/xe, whateversss. :P.

Pelipper mail on, for now. Musharna mail on. Magic anons off.

She’s a conspiracy theorist! She also has really bad issues with paranoia …. Do note much of her experiences are based on my own! It’s my disability and I choose how to write it /lh

Obviously inspired by Bive from regretevstor the girls who know me know me way too well.

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[noita-digging]

The Material Durability Scale

I figured I would make a post going over the material durability scale I'll be using to test every digging method. Some things have special interactions that aren't purely about durability, but it should work for showcasing most things.

The materials from left to right are as follows: 4: sand and sandstone 5: cheese 6: mud 8: coal, snow, and concrete 9: broken templebrick (not used ingame) 10: soil, dense rock 11: rusty steel (like in The Vault) 12: gold powder, steel (like in Power Plant), extremely dense rock 14: templebrick 14: cursed rock

I used the Noita Map Viewer's edit mode (link) to make durability scale. Cursed rock and templebrick supposedly have the same durability, but I happen to know of one spell that digs through the former but not the latter, so incase there are other examples of spells that work like that, I kept them separate. There's an argument for not including broken templebrick since it doesn't naturally exist ingame, but I figure including it future-proofs my scale a bit in case it is added in a future update.

Notable absences: flamable materials, fluids, gases, physics objects, and fragile materials as they tend to move around and generally be annoying to work with in a controlled environment. It's a shame though because Slimey meat has a durability of 3 which is not represented on the scale. But I would need to kill a slimey creature before each test to make it as meat physics objects are converted to meat powder on save-load and they all have a durability of 6. I'll make separate dedicated posts about the other notable absences.

[meowhara]

Attention to all readers!

If you wanted to be tagged in any of my future fanfics please feel free to reply to this post in order to be tagged. Because I won't be telling you when I'm going to upload something.

This includes one shots and dabbles that I might post in the future. Incase if you don't want to be tagged anymore, you can message me right away and I won't be tagging you in any of my later posts.

If you reply on any of my post and asked to be tagged on the sequel of it. I'm worried that, that fanfic might not have any sequel anytime soon or maybe none at all! I understand that many of you wanted to be tagged but I don't want to spoil anything that I'm currently working on. That's why I made this instead.

And if you wanted to request something, I'll try my best to write something from it. But I can't guarantee when I'm going to post it since I still have losts of ideas to write and a little amount of time to write it. So please be very patient with me and to wait for any updates.

Edit : Please make sure that I can tag your blog. I'm so so sorry if I can't tag some of you because somehow I'm unable to tag some blogs. But I'll put the link of your blog if I can't tag you.