#lucil-ooc

[harbinger-chronicles]

So, um, hi. This is my first post on Rotomblr.

My name is Lucil, Lucil Harbinger. Yeah, I know, it's a really dumb name. Anyway, I’m a trainer registered from Unova. I’m currently trying to start my trainer journey in Kanto. Um, I'm 16 years old, my preferred pronouns are They/Them (but any pronoun is fine), and I think that’s it.

Oh! I have an ask box, if anyone's interested. I also turned on Pelliper Mail/Malice and Musharna Mail/Malice, since the descriptions made them sound fun! Magic Anon I’m more hesitant with, so I’m keeping that off.

Um, yeah. That’s me in a nutshell. I hope we can all get along. May this journey be a good one! ^ ^

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// IMPORTANT OOC STUFF

WARNING: This is a Faller blog featuring an OC. It may include High Stakes, Drama Stakes, and Ultra Stakes. Triggering posts will be labeled with specific triggers and tagged under #lucil-stakes.

BOUNDARIES:

Suggestive, sexual, and NSFW content is not tolerated on this blog. Please, keep that shit to yourselves.

Publicly shipping this character is fine as long as it’s not with an adult character and– if the other party is another Pokémon IRL blogger– the other party consents.

Please be respectful of others within the asks and in the comments. We all live on the same planet, so let’s keep things civil.

I should've said something about this earlier, but I can only focus on one roleplay interaction at a time, so if I don't get to your RP starters, I'm sorry.

CURRENT FUNCTIONS:

Pelipper Mail: ON

Pelipper Unmail: OFF

Pelipper Malice: ON

Musharna Mail: ON

Musharna Malice: ON

Magic Anons: OFF

Union Circle: ON

Mystery Gifts: OFF (May turn on in the future)

POKÉMON:

Current:

Kale (Ivysaur / Male / Overgrow / Serious Nature / Loves to Eat)

Kino (Pidgeotto / Female / Keen Eye / Modest Nature / Quick Tempered)

Link (Keldeo / Unknown / Justified / Relaxed Nature / Mischievous)

Scoodles (Sandslash / Male / Sand Veil / Gentle Nature / Somewhat of a Clown)

Kaeya (Hisuian Zorua / Male / Illusion / Bold Nature / Capable of Taking Hits)

Daiki (Absol / Male / Super Luck / Sassy Nature / Often lost in thought)

Reserve:

Sokka (Gyarados / Male / Intimidate / Careful Nature / Likes to Thrash About)

Erika (Butterfree / Female / Compound Eyes / Modest Nature / Sturdy Body)

Circe (Clefairy / Female / Friend Guard / Sassy Nature / Sturdy Body)

Ene (Rotom / Unknown / Levitate / Adamant Nature / Somewhat Vain)

Ledyba

Zapdos

Chewtle

Genesect

TAGS:

#lucil-stakes: Posts featuring triggering content

#lucil-ooc: Posts featuring out-of-character content

#lucil-lore: Posts featuring in-canon character lore or world-building

#lucil-ask: Posts answering people's asks and mail/malice

#lucil-rp: Posts that have Lucil in an RP

#lucil-reblog: Reblogs made by Lucil

OTHER NOTES:

PFP Source: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/210483

Wanna thank @rexterjettster, @s0larispkmnirl, @cuccosrpstuff, @benchspkmnirlhub, and @aceoflilies for their help on this through their resources on Pokémon IRL, answers to my questions, and suggestions

There will be changes to this post as the blog develops, so keep a lookout. If any major changes need to be addressed, I'll post OOC.

I hope you all enjoy this blog! :D

[scramjettracy]

There has been a lot of discussion recently regarding your family, which you yourself engage in on your newly created social media. Especially the legacy you all share regarding your father, Jeff Tracy.

This publication notices a distinct lack of mention of your mother, Lucille. Is there any reason for this?

Hi Anon ‘publication’,

Interesting you should say that - our Mom, Lucille Tracy, absolutely deserves to be known and mentioned just as much as Dad.

Although a little unfair to say no mention - I believe my brother posted a photograph of her the first day we were here.

But you are right, nobody else has yet asked about her. As you have, I will do my best to describe the indescribable.

She was an incredible force of nature in her own right, and although in popular opinion her name was eclipsed by Jeff Tracy the astronaut, Doctor Lucille Tracy (nee Evans) was and still is fairly well known in her field - namely as a renowned experimental astrophysicist and academic author. She was also a fairly handy engineer and a lot of her work for NASA was actually in that field (she kinda treated the various university lectureships she held during various periods of maternity leave as a hobby!!)

So actually the first thing I want to say is go and search her up online - skip past all the “wife of Jeff Tracy” and the “tragic mother of five” stuff and find her contribution to science and our understanding of the universe. She had so much more left to discover.

Her loss was a loss to the whole world, not just to us.

But then apart from having at least three different paid jobs, she also was frequently a solo parent to five children spanning a pretty significant age gap*. I have genuinely no idea how she managed it and remained so good humoured the majority of the time. Our home was always full of laughter. Perhaps there is something in that old phrase “if you don’t laugh you’ll cry” because some of us I believe were rather challenging to parent / keep alive.

On top of all that she was an amazing artist, a musician, and so so SO kind. She loved nature and always insisted we take care of the world around us. And she was adamant what we saw was not all there was - she had a strong faith and never let us forget that none of us was ever going to be (or needed to be) the biggest deal in the universe, nor would ever be alone. I wish I had that confidence… but I still respect it.

Objectively she was WAY out of Dad’s league and looking back, I see now that he knew it full well. And although it was hard to accept at the time, I do understand now why he retreated emotionally when she passed.

It’s been… a long time since we lost her but in some ways… it’s still a sharp painful shock to remember she isn’t here… I can’t just go and run something by her to get her take - she was always so wise and could put a positive spin on almost anything… there’s so much I could have asked her when I had the chance but… well we none us could predict that time was limited. I really don’t know if the things I’d ask now would be so much more worth her time than my silly teenage struggles but she gave that time so willingly.

The worst though is remembering that my youngest siblings didn’t know her as a (nearly) adult - Alan has almost nothing other than what we tell him or show him on video, he was too young. Gordon has some memories of Mommy… but as a person to talk to about grown up worries or share opinions with - I got the privilege of the lion’s share of that and I feel guilty they didn’t.

And yet - it seems trite but she lives on absolutely in my brothers.

John carries her legacy in his love of the stars and his academic brilliance. Virgil carries her gentleness, and her artistic mind. Gordon her humour, her readiness to laugh, the way he brings fun to anything. And Alan has her sense of adventure, her acute sense of justice and her quickness to learn.

So - there we are - all of that and I still don’t feel like I’ve done her justice.

I don’t know if that was what you were after, Anon, and sorry it took me so long to reply. But I thought, hard as it has been to write, she deserved the fullest reply I could manage.

*OOC: insert your preferred gap here, I know mine is larger than most would have it

[negans-lucille-tblr]

Look What You Made Me Do | Step Dad!Negan | Dark Oneshot

Summary: Negan’s there to welcome home his step-daughter after her first date, but he doesn’t like what she chose to wear, and decides to show her what the consequences of dressing like a slut might be. 

Rating: 18+ (Dark smut)

Pairing(s): Step Dad!Negan x Step Daughter!Rachel

WARNINGS: non con, forced sex, step-incest, dirty talking, p in v, daddy kink, forced blowjob, slapping, victim blaming, forced loss of virginity, mentions of blood, crying during sex, pain

WC: ± 2K A/Ns: This was commissioned by the lovely @ruewritesstuff, and it almost made me feral. So enjoy <3

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Negan’s fingers bounce on the arm of the couch as he watches the time, the second hand on the clock ticking around, the minute hand drawing closer and closer to the twelve. The house is practically silent, not that he’d hear his wife from where he’s sitting, anyway. Their house is fairly large, and there are about four doors closed between them right now. He’d encouraged her to go to bed after her fifth yawn sitting beside him, and he knew it would be a matter of minutes before she was knocked out on the Xanax she needs to take to help her sleep. He’d insisted he could wait up until her daughter returned home from her date, but now he’s growing impatient. 

He hadn’t been there, still stuck in work when whatever college boy showed up to take his eighteen year old step-daughter on a date. What business has some college boy got with her, anyway? Negan’s fairly sure she’s a virgin, and she’s not had a boyfriend that he’s been aware of in the two years he’s been in her life. But then Negan scoffs to himself. Of course a college boy would be interested in a naive, virgin senior. Even Negan finds himself interested. But that’s different, because he’s older and wiser, and he can protect her from all the boys that wanna fuck her and leave her heart broken. The thought of someone taking her innocence away and not even having the common decency to call her back makes his skin crawl. Though, if Negan’s truly honest with himself, maybe that’s just the jealousy talking. What he wouldn’t give to be the one to take her innocence, and he’ll be fucked off if some frat boy beats him to it. 

He hasn’t gotten his dick wet in months. His wife hasn’t shown an interest since she half assed giving him a handjob on his birthday, and the longer he goes only thinking about sinking his cock into someone as tight and warm as his little girl, the more desperate he is for relief. He would go out and find some random slut to fuck, but he wants to save himself for her, just like she’s been saving herself for him; she just doesn’t know it yet. 

Negan’s attention is once again drawn to the clock, and he notices that it’s eleven PM on the dot, and as if on cue, he hears the rumble of a car engine and rises to his feet to see a guy opening his passenger door, and Rachel climbing out of it. She looks good in the mini skirt and shirt she decided to wear, her red hair tied up as Negan imagines wrapping it around his fist as she chokes on his cock, and he grunts when the guy takes her hand and walks her up the garden path to the front door. Negan stalks to the door and opens it just before they can kiss, and he’s secretly elated with his timing, and far less impressed with theirs. 

“You’re late,” he grunts out, and Rachel blushes, clearing her throat. 

“I’m sorry,” she mumbles. 

“It’s my fault, sir, I didn’t realize the time, we were star gazing.” 

Negan’s nose crinkles at the very idea of Rachel and this boy laying on some shitty picnic blanket looking up at some fucking stars like they’re in some rom com, bet the pervert even tried to get his hand up her skirt. Maybe he even succeeded, and just the thought has Negan slamming the door in the boy’s face the second Rachel crosses the threshold. 

“I’m not even five minutes late,” Rachel argues, narrowing her blue eyes at him. 

“I don’t fucking care, late is late,” he growls, noticing her lipstick is far more faded than it probably should be, and he wonders if she wore it off by kissing that low-life, or maybe even worse; sucking his cock. ��What the fuck are you even wearing? You look like a whore.” 

Rachel looks down her body and tugs on the hem of her skirt, only blushing more violently, and she swallows thickly. 

“Mom said I look nice,” she mumbles, looking around as if to seek out her mother. 

“Well your Mom doesn’t fucking care if you get fucking raped in the back of some college boy’s shitty Sedan then, does she?” 

“Callum wasn’t like that,” Rachel insists, stubbornly. “He didn’t even kiss me.” 

“Yeah fucking right,” Negan scoffs. “Look at the fuckin’ state of you,” he growls, reaching out to smear her lipstick some more. “Bet you sucked his cock the whole fucking ride home.” 

“What?” Rachel blinks, shaking her head as horror washes over her face at the very accusation. “No, nothing like that happened, I’m still a virgin.” 

“Mhm,” Negan nods, pretending to believe her, the idea that she might not be only making him angrier. “Of course you fucking are. You think you can fuckin’ lie to me?” 

“I’m not lying, Negan, I swear,” she whimpers, tears filling her eyes. “This was only our first date… my first date,” she explains. 

“Well if you didn’t fuck him you were still fuckin’ asking for it,” Negan accuses. “Weren’t you?” He prompts, making her shake her head. “Of course you were, look at you,” he goads, reaching forward, playing with the slightly open neckline of her shirt. “Your tits are fucking hanging out, and your skirt is so fucking short, I can nearly see your panties, if you’re even wearing any.” 

He can’t help himself from lifting her skirt to find out for sure, and sure enough he can see simple white cotton panties, and she whimpers, pressing her thighs together. Instantly, his cock begins to harden, and he resists the very real urge to tear the cotton from her body and bend her over the couch, fucking into her so hard she’ll feel him for days. Maybe he should do that, maybe then she’ll think twice about letting some random boy take her out. 

“Do you even fucking know what you’re doing?” he asks. “Do you fucking know all those thoughts you put into men’s heads when you dress like this?” Rachel weakly shakes her head, and Negan’s cock only throbs harder. He reaches for her hand and instantly presses it against his crotch. “This. This is what you fucking do to us. Do you think I want to be this fucking hard for my own step-daughter?” Rachel’s tears now stream down her cheeks as she shakes her head and her hand trembles beneath his. “No, of course I fucking don’t, but you don’t fucking care about that, do you? You just want to wear your slutty little clothes, and it’s gonna get you into real fucking trouble one day, sweetheart. Maybe I should teach you a lesson. On your fucking knees.” 

Rachel is now crying aloud as she slowly lowers herself to her knees, and Negan wastes no time freeing his aching cock from his jeans, reaching down to once again take her hand and force her to wrap it around his cock. He works her hand up and down his shaft to show her what to do, but quickly realizes she won’t do it unaided, so he keeps his hand wrapped around hers. 

“I’m sorry, Daddy, I’m sorry,” she begins to sob, and Negan grunts at the feeling of her skin on his, and the sound of ‘Daddy’ on her lips like that’s going to save her. But the name only turns him on more. 

“You fuckin’ will be,” he promises, “Open that mouth.” She whines, squeezing her eyes shut, and Negan instantly reaches forward and tugs her hair hard, slapping her across the face, making her cry out in pain. “I said open that fucking mouth.” 

With a shaky jaw, Rachel complies, and he wastes no time pushing his cock into her mouth, fucking into the back of her throat, making her gag and splutter around him, spit already indignantly dribbling down her chin and front as it mixes with her tears. 

“Look what you made me do,” he snarls, gasping for breath with each punch at the back of her throat. Fuck, this feels better than he could’ve imagined. “This is all your fault and you fuckin’ know it.” 

Rachel continues to cry, but the sound of it only seems to stir Negan on more, his cock throbbing between her lips, and when he pulls back completely she gasps and splutters for air, dry heaving. 

“Time to find out if you were fucking lying,” Negan tells her, yanking her to her feet by her arm, shoving her over to the couch as she stumbles. He spins her around and forces her to bend over the arm of the couch, throwing her skirt over her ass, seeing that the white cotton panties are actually a thong, and her round, bare ass is right there for him. 

“Rachel,” he tuts, disappointment dripping off of his tongue. “Who the fuck do you think you are wearing panties like this, hm? You think you’re a big fucking girl, don’t you?” 

Rachel doesn’t reply, she just continues to cry, and Negan eagerly pulls the material to one side, exposing her pink, unused pussy, all tight and closed up, yet to be ruined or spoiled by anyone. He’s going to be the first, and if he gets his way, the last, too.

“Have you ever touched yourself?” he asks, looking at the back of her head for any sign of a reply. She doesn’t reply, which gives him his answer. “Have you fucked yourself with toys before? I bet a fucking whore like you has toys.” She shakes her head ‘no’ this time. “Fingers?” Another shake of her head tells Negan everything he needs to know. “Poor baby girl, you have no fucking idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.” 

Negan spits on his fingers and roughly pushes them between her folds, forcing them inside her as she screams, and he rushes to cover her mouth with his free hand. Not that her mother will hear her through all those walls and Xanax. Such a shame. He forcibly fucks into her cunt with his fingers, scissoring them in a bid to open her up just enough to take his cock, but he’s doubtful he’s going to fit without a lot of force. He’s still willing to try, though. He spits onto his cock, once again spitting on his fingers too, spreading the wet around her slightly opened hole. 

“No, no no no,” Rachel starts to panic, reaching back to push him away, but Negan’s strong enough to have her trapped there, and even when she tries to stand back up, he only has to push down on her back to get her to double over once again. “Please don’t, please, I’m a virgin, Daddy, please,” she begs. 

“Imagine this was Callum, hm?” he reminds her, teasing the tip of his cock against her tight opening, wondering if he’s going to manage to get inside. He pushes forward, making her scream once again, his hand once more silencing her. “It could’ve been. Could’ve fucking raped you on his backseat. Dropped you home with his cum dripping down your fucking legs and never called you again. You would’ve been just some dumb fucking whore he got to fuck,” he snarls, getting inch by inch inside her slowly. Blood smears over his length and he smirks at the sight, happy to have taken his little girl’s virginity. “You’re fuckin’ lucky it’s me, sweetheart,” he tells her. “You’re fucking lucky it’s someone who loves you.” 

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[camp-queer-and-there]

lucille my old hag can you hit that

THIS SHIT LACED😭 im forreal a freak just lmk👀👅 ohio skibidi toilet oi oi oi😏 maxdesignpro WHAT!? HELP ME! HELP = 👍 fetus sebastian hes so ugly i cant would you rather have 1 million dollars or CANCER! art is lowkey so amazingly beautiful...gigachad sigma LET HIMM COOK!🗣️🗣️ uwu >_< anyone got anyone spongebob x reader👀 only in eastern latvia💀 ohio final boss grimace shake charlie the steak ishowspeed kai cenat the amazing digital circus pomni garten of banban caseoh gyatt super mogger looksmaxxing based and redpilled diabolical lick😈erm what the sigma oh! thats not!- getting my top surgery done at claires POV: youre ben shapiros mom and hes convincing to let him get gta5 i feel like calling you a slur.. what type of gay are you, since you dont have it in your bio... the european mind cannot comprehend this drew phillips: hello im drew phillips the ahh magic i finna be in the pit on cap. 123°!? gurrrll we are not thanksgiving turkeys😂and thats on period fahrenheit lankybox elisocray INSANE UNBOXING! gegagedigedagedago we can go gyatt for gyatt fuck that we can go rizz for rizz 19 bucks for the fortnite card double pump with the fanum tax THE BIG APPLE! drake vs kendrick beef p diddy dr disrespect annoying orange if garlic was a person my name is drake and im here to say.. kendrick lamar your disses arent okay! diss me diss me now you gotta kiss me quandale dingle mf doom dookie baby girl my pookie wubbleshmubble kins whats hurts more than being yelled at be skinned alive probably pov: i am your cashier during february (and i notice you are black) you look like tyler the creator if he was in my dreams ray william johnson sybrian dancing lady oh when the saints go marching in oh when the saints go marching in todoroki gives birth alone jumbo josh is lost in the zumb sauce lightskin touch the moon bozo cant im walking my fish why are frogs so stupid show me your griddy show me your griddy.... show me your... DOHHH THATS ONE WAY TO HIT THE GRIDDY. THATS ONE WAY TO HIT THE GRIDDY grwm to go to bath and body works temu workers getting ready to clock in day in the life of a twitch streamer your final challenge.. let yo bih go through your phone!... AH HELL NAW YO ASS TWEAKIN JIGSAW quavo stop thats the gayest shit ever amoeba sisters angst preppycon 2024 kart ride into spongebob youve been here before.. a weirdcore dreamcore kidcore clowncore playlist. my talking tom her body tea is insane😭 my aura is unmatched DO NOT PLAY CREEPY BATH GAME AT 3AM!!!!!!!! *THIS IS WHY* ALMOST DROWNED school isnt done but i am💀 omg u did call me baby.. maybe ..omg did he call her baby.. maybe.. im not okay..... bark for me. pov family dinner😭💀why u so pissed ...what me when i get mustard for christmas yall when i put on my dad fit "FREAKYbob" I AINT ANSWERING!! HELPP IM DEADDDD wait no im not maya winky boyfriend takes you out to eat but his opps slide on him [boyfriend asmr] mrbeast might ne TOO BIG to he cancelled squid games i hope someone dies and goes to hell today me staring at the sephora employee in the eye as i "sample" a $800 perfume cats when you cover their cage with a blanket blud thinks hes the main character💀 omg a rare gyatt sighting ninja fortnite sneako the ocky way new yorkian vermontian how 10 yr old me felt after putting "i dont speak tags" in an argument holy fricking smokes dude.. my cut is insane... shout out to my barber dawg! bro thinks hes the thinker waterless baked water what i would wear to my isis execution why did my dog just punch me😓 #STOPBULLYING💯

i mean.. i kind of ocd😁 you mean OBESity stop doing the golden freddy pose youre scaring the kids when a client wants to trauma dump first session when i dont have enough diamonds on episode so now i gotta shit in the school hallway in front of my crush phone and youtube video lobster activity someone shot trump in the ear he wouldnt have missed goku drip well my mother always said the best flowers get picked first dudes been waiting for his mcflurry since 1786 ladies ladies one at a time please😍 rio de janeiro the oppblock hazbin hotel boy rejoice creepy autism simulator my scary silent hill whos ivan mac n cheeks freak island home sweet home.. blud always looking at sum😭😭😭when face id acting up so you gotta LOCK IN fuck im washed WAIT IM GOATED why the mob isnt a fucking aesthetic: a thread this where the magic happens👅 style griddy👀

what

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[bloodebayou]

lola every time someone asks him something too personal:

[primordialruin]

What do you do while I'm away?

Wait for you to come back.

[faerieluvss]

@theocxcanonweek | Day 4: Brushing hair out of the other’s face.

characters: dimitri alexandre blaiddyd (fe3h), maria “marie” elise lucille (oc).

tags: oc x canon, domestic life, fluff in massive quantities, spoilers for azure moon route (fe3h).

summary: after a long and arduous night, there’s nothing like waking up in the arms of your beloved.

a/n: it’s been a whole two years since I last wrote for OC x Canon week! i know I’ve improved a lot in my writing in these two years, so I had to come back with the two sillies <3

light seeps in through the snow-crested windows; it was the end of another long winter for the kingdom, as through the cracks in the endless white, the beginnings of spring were seeping through. just as a new season rises upon the holy kingdom, so too does a new beginning for the two fast asleep underneath the covers.

the king and queen of faerghus. never in maria’s wildest dreams did she ever think to stand beside dimitri, not just as a resident of the kingdom, but as his lover, his queen.

maria watches as her husband sleeps soundly; he hadn’t slept this well in years, and she certainly didn’t expect him to get good rest after the war ended. she chuckles, inching closer to him.

“I never noticed how peaceful one looks when they are fast asleep, ‘tis a wonderful look on you, my love.”

she places a hand on his cheek, admiring every inch of his face; she had never been this close to dimitri before, even when they were children.

a groan from the man beside her made maria take back her hand. it seems that the king wasn’t as much of a heavy sleeper as she made him out to be. as dimitri’s eye adjusted to the light, he brandished a drowsy smile.

“is it already morning, my dear? how the night flies…”

he comments, gently placing a hand on the small of maria’s back, pulling her closer.

“forgive me for my boldness, but I do not wish to let you go just yet. we have time to kill, do we not?”

maria sighs, brushing a stray hair out of dimitri’s face before placing her head onto his chest.

“I suppose I can indulge you for a moment longer, my king. however, need I remind you of the many royal duties that need completing, ‘mitri?”

dimitri chuckles, wrapping his arms around her.

“ duties that will be faced later, my queen. for now, we should enjoy our time together.”

a hum of agreement left maria’s lips as she nestled into her lover’s embrace. perhaps, she could allow herself a moment of respite after all they had been through. she yawns, falling back into a peaceful slumber.

oh, how she wished for every morning was as sweet as this one.

[nightingeal]

🍒 ooc. thrilled to announce that after over a literal decade of writing ellie, finally a middle name that makes sense to me has happened to her! elinor lucille rhodes!

[sonofsaviors]

Logan does have a scale chicken (dragon) verse. Mostly because I think it'd be hilarious for him to be a mischievous fire puppy who gets stuck in soda cartons and sweater sleeves.

[sanctamater]

amelia across every universe, for some reason:

[astros-sleepyness]

WAKE UP ASTRO, IT'S AN EMERGENC!!!

= @the-ghost-gal

". . ."

*Wakes up*

"W-WHAT? WHAT IS IT?"

[harbinger-chronicles]

♾️ -  A random headcanon about our characters' relationship.

hilda!!! ( @yangdragonwielder )

Headcanon!? Um… I don't really have any thoughts on our relationship. She's nice, I guess.

//Mod of the blog stepping in. Honestly, I think the pair are good friends, perhaps even neighborly. That's the vibe they give off, especially since Lucil tends to distance themself from others.

[extravagantliar]

sorry but the arrested development: he’s all right was the first thing I thought of in my most recent trespasser play through ( I was there for dialogue ) - and man that’s the whole vibe

[angels-of-montmartre]

Bonjour?

Plans are coming!

[omnipointmuses]

things that may have caused small trans awakenings in me

That once side episode of hazbin hotel with millie hanging out with her sister sallie may

creating a huge milfy wolf OC

[ask-luciler-and-goth-ted]

~ Have you both ever thought of wearing something more... pink? Don't get me wrong, i love- your more "spiky" and darker styles, but it would be a nice adition to your wardrobe don't you think?*~

@ask-divaler

Ugh pink? Are you being serious??? In what world would I ever wear pink???

DON'T BE FOOLED FOLKS! Despite what he says goth actually likes the color pink it reminds them of-

OKAYYYYYYY THAT'S ENOUGH.