#rebellious luke phase

[aydien677]

Incorrect Quotes part 6.

Mc: "I can’t believe you live nearby, and you won’t let anyone else crash at your place."

Solomon : "You people already know too much about me."

Mc : "I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won’t let anyone but me crash at your place."

Mc: "What's a word thats a mix between 'sad' and 'mad'?"

Lucifer : "Disgruntled, miserable, desolated-"

Mammon : "Smad"

Lucifer : "Get out"

Mammon : "In my defense, I was left unsupervised."

Lucifer : "Wasn't Mc with you?"

Mc: "In my defense, I was also left unsupervised."

Mc: "Luci, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean?"

Lucifer : "I don’t know, love you, talk to you later"

Mc: "Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask Levi"

Mc: "Hey Lucifer"

Lucifer : "Yes?"

Mc: "Can a person breathe inside a washing machine while it’s on?"

Lucifer :

Lucifer : "Where’s Solomon?"

Mc: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Lucifer : Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD

Mc: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING MAMMON WITH ME

Simeon, picking up the monopoly board: "I think we’re gonna stop playing now."

Simeon: "Lucifer why?"

Lucifer who just drank 102° black coffee: "You'll know when Luke has his rebellious phase"

[sirenedeslily]

𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍 ‎𐦍 𝐦atthew 𝐬turniolo

(⊹ֹ 𝐢𝐧 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 ) ──── ⟢ it’s the 2000s, and in stars hollow, rebellious matt sturniolo, tattooed and brilliant, somehow needs tutoring sessions. yn greenaway, somehow gets pulled into his world of distractions, leaving them both questioning what they really want.

you step off the bus, the cool air of stars hollow brushing your face, carrying the scent of woodsmoke and coffee from luke’s diner. the orange leaves crunch beneath your boots as you make your way down the street, your thoughts wandering. it’s autumn, your favorite time of year. the kind of day that feels like it’s plucked from a movie—a you’ve got mail kind of day. sophie—or soapy, as you call her— is waiting for you by the bus stop, her usual smile in place, earbuds in, head slightly bobbing to a beat you can’t hear.

“hey!” she calls as she pulls out her earbuds, falling into step beside you. she’s wearing a smashing pumpkins t-shirt under a plaid flannel and looks like she just walked out of a 90s grunge concert. classic soapy.

“hey yourself,” you respond, slinging your bag over your shoulder. “what are you listening to?”

“just some early radiohead. you know, getting in my ‘i’m too cool for mainstream music’ vibe,” she teases.

“of course. how very ‘ok computer’ of you.” you grin, tugging at your scarf. “i’m still stuck in the mazzy star phase. i think i’ve had ‘cry, cry’ on repeat for days.”

sophie gives you a mock serious nod. “that’s some deep emotional territory. you planning on staring longingly out a window while it rains?”

“maybe,” you joke, nudging her. “but first, i need to catch up on the weirdness that is stars hollow high. chris apparently got into a fight yesterday?”

“yeah, hockey drama,” she says with a casual wave of her hand. “it’s chris. the guy’s basically made of punches and sports equipment. it’s a wonder he doesn’t just carry around a hockey stick as an accessory.”

“where was matt during all of this?” you ask, curiosity getting the better of you.

sophie shrugs. “nowhere to be seen, as usual. you know matt—here one minute, gone the next. probably off in some corner reading kafka or something, being all mysterious.”

you roll your eyes but can’t help the smile that pulls at your lips. matthew sturniolo has a way of occupying your mind without even being around. the fact that sophie hasn’t seen him at school recently doesn’t surprise you. he’s always been the brooding type, always disappearing into books, into his own world.

“so, any big plans for today?” sophie asks as you both turn the corner near the town square.

“just the usual. i’m heading to the bookstore later with nick, and then i’ll probably drop by luke’s for cherry danish day, my favourite day! what about you?”

“band practice. dave’s got this crazy idea for a new song that’s somewhere between the smashing pumpkins and the strokes, so… we’ll see how that goes.”

you both laugh, the conversation drifting into casual chatter about school, music, and soapy’s band. eventually, you part ways—she heads to meet her band, and you find yourself walking toward the bookstore.

as you round the corner of the alley that leads to the bookstore, you spot matt sitting on a bench, a paperback in hand, legs stretched out lazily in front of him. his arm, the one covered in tattoos, is draped over the back of the bench, his rings catching the late afternoon light.

you hesitate for a moment, watching him. he looks up, catches your gaze, and smirks in that infuriatingly charming way he does.

“fancy seeing you here,” he says, closing his book without bothering to mark the page.

you cross your arms and approach. “not disappearing into thin air for once? i’m shocked.”

“ah, i have to keep some mystery alive,” he replies with a grin. “besides, i’m right where i want to be.”

his words hang in the air between you, heavy with something unspoken. you swallow and sit beside him on the bench, trying to ignore the way your heart picks up speed. his presence has always done that to you—ever since you first met him.

“so, what are you reading?” you ask, gesturing toward the book.

he glances down at the cover and smirks. “on the road.”

you snort. “of course you are. trying to live out some kerouac fantasy?”

matt chuckles, a low sound that sends a shiver down your spine. “it’s not fantasy, greenaway. it’s more like… preparation.”

“for what?”

he looks at you then, his gaze steady, a little too intense. “for whatever’s next.”

you don’t know what to say to that, so you change the subject. “chris got into a fight at school yesterday.”

matt shakes his head. “yeah, heard about that. not surprising. chris has always been a hothead. someone probably looked at him wrong.”

you laugh softly, and for a moment, it feels easy—just sitting here with him, like old times. before the weird tension, before you started noticing the way his voice softened when he said your name, or how he seemed to be everywhere and nowhere at once.

“i should get going,” you say, standing up and brushing off your chilton uniform. “nick’s waiting for me at the bookstore.”

matt stands too, stuffing his book into his jacket pocket. “don’t stay away too long, greenaway.”

there it is again—that weight in his words, something that makes your heart skip. you nod, unsure of what to say, and walk away, feeling his eyes on you until you disappear into the bookstore.

later, when you get home, sophie is already there with her band, setting up in the living room like it’s her personal practice space. dave rygalski is tuning his guitar, and you catch the faint scent of takeout wafting through the house.

“soapy, you’ve officially turned my living room into a recording studio,” you say, dropping your bag by the door.

“you’re welcome!” she calls over her shoulder. “we’re just waiting for your mom to get back with food.”

as if on cue, elle walks through the door, juggling several bags of takeout. “dinner is served!” she announces, smiling in that casual, effortless way she has.

you help her set the food on the kitchen counter, chatting about your day as sophie and the band argue over the tempo of a song. it’s loud, chaotic, and yet it feels completely normal.

not long after, your dad, spencer, walks in, his usual stack of books tucked under one arm, glasses perched on his nose. “what’s all the noise?”

“band practice,” you say, smiling as he surveys the scene. “it’s always band practice.”

spencer nods thoughtfully, like the existence of a band in his living room is something he’s fully prepared for. “well, carry on.”

dinner at the reid-greenaway household is filled with laughter and teasing, as it always is. elle asks about school, spencer throws in the occasional trivia fact, and the noise of the band practicing in the background creates a comfortable soundtrack to the evening.

eventually, the night winds down, and you find yourself lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to shake the memory of matt on that bench. his words echo in your head, mingling with the soft hum of ‘fade into you’ that plays in the background.

it’s saturday morning, and you’re walking down the familiar streets of stars hollow with “there she goes” playing on your old walkman. the sun’s just breaking through the clouds, bathing everything in a golden autumn glow. the crunch of leaves under your feet sets the rhythm as you make your way to luke’s, where a coffee run is a sacred ritual.

the bell jingles as you push open the door, and the warm, coffee-scented air greets you like an old friend. luke’s is bustling with early risers, and you make a beeline for the counter where luke is busy pouring coffee.

“mornin’, yn,” luke says in his usual gruff yet familiar tone, already reaching for three to-go coffee cups. he doesn’t need to ask what you’re ordering—three coffees to go is basically your weekend tradition.

“morning, luke,” you reply, slipping off your headphones. “you know the drill. extra caffeine. life-saving, consciousness-reviving levels of caffeine. honestly, i should just hook it up to an iv at this point.”

“you kids are gonna od on this stuff one day,” he mutters, but there’s a small smile tugging at his lips.

lorelai, seated at the counter, overhears and gives you a mischievous grin. “ah, the youth of stars hollow. running on pure caffeine and dreams. it’s like watching the next generation of me.”

you smirk. “i prefer to think of it as highly efficient multitasking.”

luke hands you the first cup of coffee. “you mean procrastinating on real work?”

you give him a mock-serious nod. “luke, when have i ever deceived you about the importance of procrastination?”

lorelai leans over, clearly entertained. “see? she gets it. chilton pressure plus caffeine equals survival.”

“don’t encourage her,” luke grumbles, handing you the next two coffees.

“too late!” you and lorelai say in unison, laughing.

with the tray of coffees in hand, you wave a quick goodbye. “thanks, luke! see you tomorrow for round two.”

as you step back outside, the cool air hits your face, and you continue your walk, heading toward the bakery. the sign above the door reads sweet street, the sturniolo family’s cozy little spot. as you approach, you hear the familiar sounds of sophie in deep debate with jimmy.

“i’m telling you, ‘siamese dream’ is the smashing pumpkins’ best album. it’s got the perfect balance of angst and melody!” sophie insists, her eyes wide with passion as she gestures animatedly.

jimmy, leaning against the counter, raises an eyebrow. “i don’t know, ‘mellon collie’ has its merits. it’s more experimental, shows growth.”

you push open the door and walk in, shaking your head with a grin. “if i had a nickel for every time i walked in on you two arguing about music…”

sophie turns, her eyes immediately locking onto the coffee tray in your hands. “you got my coffee, right? precisely how i like it?”

you hand her the cup with a deadpan expression. “in our years of friendship, when have i ever deceived you?”

sophie smirks, taking a sip. “true. you’re as dependable as jimmy’s music takes.”

“thank you for that… i think,” jimmy mutters, rolling his eyes but smiling all the same. he grabs a bag from behind the counter and hands it to sophie. “here, muffins for the road. you two are going to need fuel for your record store adventures.”

“jimmy, you are a saint among men,” sophie says dramatically, clutching the bag to her chest.

just then, marylou emerges from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. her eyes light up when she sees you. “yn! i’m so glad you’re here. got a second?”

you exchange a glance with sophie, who raises an eyebrow. “uh-oh, that sounds ominous,” she says.

“i need a favour,” marylou says, leaning against the counter with a sigh.

you set down the coffee tray, immediately wary. “what kind of favour?”

marylou glances at soapy, who’s now munching on a muffin, before turning back to you. “it’s about matt.”

your stomach drops a little. “oh boy.”

“he’s been skipping school,” marylou says, her voice lowering. “a lot of school. stars hollow high is threatening to kick him out if he keeps it up.”

you blink, trying to wrap your head around it. “but he’s… matt. he knows more about hemingway and faulkner than half the population.”

“i know,” marylou says, exasperated. “but he’s not showing it in school. his grades are tanking, and… i thought, maybe, if you tutored him, you could get through to him. he listens to you.”

you glance at sophie, who’s smirking over her muffin, clearly enjoying the absurdity of the situation. “why me?” you ask, incredulous. “i’m not exactly on matt’s top ten list of people to hang out with.”

marylou gives you that mom look—the one that’s equal parts pleading and expectant. “he only seems to care about what you have to say. plus, you’re brilliant. you’re like your dad.”

you squirm a little under the weight of the compliment. “i don’t know, marylou. i mean, tutoring matt? what if he doesn’t even show up?”

“please,” marylou says, her eyes wide with hope. “you’re the only one i can trust with this. i’m running out of options.”

before you can say anything, you hear footsteps from upstairs, and nick comes down, his camera slung over his shoulder. he spots the coffee tray and grins. “ah, lifesaver! thanks, yn,” he says, grabbing his cup.

“ready to hit the record store?” sophie asks, stuffing the last bit of muffin into her mouth.

nick nods. “yeah, if we leave now, we can catch that new shipment kirk was talking about.”

you’re just about to grab your stuff when marylou gives you one last look. “yn, please. just think about it sweetheart, okay?”

you bite your lip, feeling a little torn. “i’ll think about it, i promise.”

with that, the three of you head out of the bakery, the cool autumn air swirling around you once again. as you walk, the conversation shifts to records and music, but your mind is still on matt, skipping school, and the weight of marylou’s request hanging over you like the last leaf clinging to a tree.

as you, nick, and sophie make your way through stars hollow, the crisp autumn air fills your lungs. leaves scatter across the street in shades of amber and crimson, a constant reminder that fall has fully settled in. the three of you are bundled up, coffees from luke’s in hand, weaving through the familiar streets toward your destination—the record store.

“tutoring matt,” soapy says, breaking the comfortable silence with a dramatic scoff. “i mean, it’s like trying to give life advice to a james dean character—lots of sulking, a cigarette somewhere, and an existential crisis about algebra. or better yet it’s like asking me to explain quantum physics to kirk. it makes no sense.”

nick lags behind, fiddling with his camera, capturing shots of the early fall leaves against the old buildings. “honestly, matt might actually listen to you. i’ve tried the whole ‘big brother’ speech, but he’s slippery.”

“too busy with his ‘rebel without a cause’ routine,” you quip. “i get it, geometry’s the enemy.”

nick chuckles as he snaps another picture. “it’s not just that. it’s like he’s checked out. he doesn’t care anymore. chris has his hockey, i have my photography, but matt… matt just floats.”

“floating,” sophie repeats, swirling her hand in a swooping motion. “that’s the sturniolo brand.”

you smirk but feel the weight of it. “and i’m supposed to ground him?”

“exactly, baby!” sophie says, throwing her arm around your shoulders.

nick snickers, adjusting the strap of his ever-present camera. “i mean, it makes a little sense. you’re the one who got him through that faulkner essay freshman year. and let’s not forget, matt knows more about ‘the sun also rises’ than our actual english teacher. he just doesn’t care about school.”

you shake your head, still trying to wrap your mind around Marylou’s request. “yeah, but tutoring matters is different. the guy reads moby dick for fun but won’t show up for class.”

sophie rolls her eyes. “maybe he’s like, secretly a genius. he’s too cool for high school, but deep down, he’s panicking that he won’t get into a college for misunderstood literary bad boys.”

you laugh. “that doesn’t sound like him. he’s more like ‘i don’t care about anything because everything is boring.’ why does it have to be me? he probably doesn’t even care about my existence.”

nick raises an eyebrow, giving you a knowing look. “are we talking about the same matthew here? because he definitely cares about your existence.. about you. he literally asked you about your thoughts on nietzsche last week, and we all know that’s basically his way of flirting.”

you blink at him, flustered. “that’s not flirting. that’s matt being… well matt.”

sophie grins, walking backward in front of you, her boots crunching against the fallen leaves. “oh, please. the guy’s got that ‘i’m too brooding for feelings, but maybe i’ll make an exception for you’ thing going on. i bet tutoring him will be just like dangerous minds but with more existential angst.”

you roll your eyes, taking a sip of your coffee. “you both are reading way too much into this.”

but before you can dwell on the idea of matt being interested in anything—or anyone—you approach the familiar, worn-down exterior of the stars hollow record store. the place smells like old vinyl and nostalgia, and as you push the door open, you hear the familiar chime of the bell above.

kirk is manning the counter, diligently arranging records in alphabetical order with the concentration of someone assembling a nuclear bomb. “ah, the trio returns! i assume you’re here for your usual eclectic mix of ‘stuff kirk doesn’t understand but pretends to be into.’” he greets, barely looking up from his work.

you smile as you make your way over to the bins. “you know us so well, kirk.”

sophie immediately makes a beeline for the indie section, eyes gleaming with determination. “i need some early pixies or maybe sleater-kinney. jenna—uh, someone i know—said it’s life-changing.”

nick raises an eyebrow at her slip. “you can say her name, you know. we all know you’re obsessed with jenna ortega.”

sophie, blushing but undeterred, begins flipping through the records. “i’m not obsessed. i’m… highly focused.”

you and nick exchange a glance before bursting into laughter. “highly focused, huh? you’ve been strategizing your next run-in with her for days,” you tease.

“she works at the theater!” sophie defends herself. “i’m just doing recon. casual recon. my plan is flawless—show up during the Friday night rush, bump into her, spill my drink—oops!—and then heroically offer to replace it. classic rom-com setup.”

nick shakes his head, grinning. “yeah, because nothing says ‘i’m interested’ like spilling soda all over someone.”

“you’re one to talk,” sophie shoots back. “mr. ‘i shared ice cream with dave at the founder’s day picnic and still haven’t made a move.’ what are your plans pretty boy?” nick’s face flushes immediately, and he ducks behind his camera, pretending to take a picture of the counter. “no moves. no plans. nothing.”

soapy cackles. “liar! you totally like him. what was it he said to you during the stars hollow harvest festival? something about ‘nice camera work’?”

nick groans. “he said he liked my composition, okay? it’s not a big deal.”

“right,” you tease, pulling out a talking heads record. “and then he asked you for your favorite lens, which is basically code for ‘i think you’re cute.’”

nick rolls his eyes. “that was… nothing. plus it’s complicated i mean lane literally dumped him not too long ago and not to mention the fact that it’s the early 2000s. i don’t even know if he’s into guys. i mean, what am i supposed to do? just ask him out at the town square while taylor’s running the pie-eating contest?”

you sigh rummaging through the sundays records. “just don’t overthink it, okay? dave’s cool. you’re cool. stars hollow’s already the weirdest place on earth, so who cares?”

nick lets out a long sigh, running a hand through his hair. “it’s not that simple. what if i make a move and it ruins everything? we have a good thing going right now. i don’t want to screw that up.”

sophie claps a hand on his shoulder. “just go in there with a plan. spill a drink, offer to replace it—works every time.”

kirk, who’s been listening intently while alphabetizing records, chimes in, “i once spilled milk on lulu’s book at the library. now we’re dating. so, yeah, maybe it works.”

the three of you exchange bemused glances before bursting into laughter. “thanks for the tip, kirk,” you manage between giggles.

“maybe. i don’t know. i guess i’m just not as bold as soapy over here with her grand schemes.” nick exclaims going back to their previous conversation.

sophie waves him off, pretending to be absorbed in her record search. “don’t worry. when jenna and i are dating and being all adorable together, you’ll be inspired by my brilliance. we’ll double-triple date! me and jenna, you and dave, yn and matt. picture it.”

nick rolls his eyes, but he’s smiling now. “right. because triple dating with jenna ortega and my triplet brother sounds so realistic.”

“dream big, nick. dream big,” sophie replies, holding up a copy of surfer rosa triumphantly before heading to the counter.

kirk glances at the record soapy’s holding with raised eyebrows. “sleater-kinney isn’t for everyone, you know.”

“oh, trust me, it’s for me,” sophie responds, placing it on the counter with a grin.

as she finishes paying, you and nick continue to browse, flipping through records more for the vibe than anything else. but as you shuffle through the vinyls, you can’t help but think back to your conversation about matt. nick and soapy’s teasing aside, you know that tutoring matt could be… complicated. but there’s something about the idea that draws you in.

nick, picking up a fleetwood mac album, glances over at you. “so, are you going to do it? tutor matt, i mean.”

you sigh, half distracted by the thought. “i don’t know. it feels like a lot. he’s barely in school as it is, and i’ve got chilton, my dad’s constant pressure, and now this. i’m not even sure he wants help.”

nick shrugs, putting the record back on the shelf. “maybe he just needs someone to push him. and let’s be real, you’re probably the only person in town who can.”

“yeah, because ‘pushing’ matt sounds like a great idea,” you mutter. “it’ll probably end with him dropping out entirely and moving to paris to write nihilistic poetry.”

sophie returns from the counter, bag in hand, still riding the high of her record purchase. “look, yn, you’re the only person who even remotely gets matt. and if he’s not showing up to class or trying in school, maybe that’s because no one’s ever made it interesting for him. you’re different. you could get him to care.”

you let out a laugh, though it’s tinged with uncertainty. “or he’ll make my life miserable.”

nick smiles gently, a rare seriousness in his expression. “or maybe he’ll surprise you.”

you glance at your friends, feeling the weight of their encouragement, but still unsure. the idea of spending more time with matt is… intimidating, in more ways than one.

“i’ll think about it,” you say, but deep down, you already know your answer.

heading back from the record store, you spot dave rygalski crossing the street. nick freezes for a split second before quickly pretending to adjust his camera, but it’s too late—you and soapy already noticed.

“there’s your chance,” sophie whispers with a sly grin.

nick groans. “goodbye, ladies,” he mutters, clearly flustered.

you and sophie exchange a laugh as nick hurries off, and after a few more jokes, you all say your goodbyes and head your separate ways. by the time you’re alone, you’ve made up your mind: tutoring matt might not be so bad. worst-case, he throws a few sarcastic comments, and you both call it a day.

that evening, after a quiet dinner with your parents—spencer lost in some case files and elle chatting about her day at the bau—you head up to your room, prepared for a low-key night. but, as you’re about to settle into bed with your latest book, your phone buzzes.

it’s a text from matt.

still up for tutoring me?

you stare at the message, momentarily stunned. somehow, the fact that he’s actually asking you makes it all feel a little more real. a little more personal.

yeah, when? you type back, fingers moving faster than your brain can catch up.

tomorrow night?

you chew on your bottom lip, considering. tomorrow’s Sunday—usually a good day for catching up on homework, so why not?

okay. my place?

a pause. then, sure. see you at 7.

you toss your phone onto your bed, your heart doing that weird thing again—the fluttering thing it does when matt’s name pops up on your screen.

the next day passes in a blur of homework and chores, but by the time 7 p.m. rolls around, you’re sitting at your desk, textbooks and notes laid out, waiting for matt to show up. you tell yourself it’s just tutoring, nothing more. just helping out a friend who, for some reason, can’t keep up with school. simple.

but when the knock comes at the door, and you open it to find matt standing there, hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket, you feel anything but simple.

“hey,” he says, his voice low, his eyes flicking briefly to your stack of books before landing back on you.

“hey,” you manage, stepping aside to let him in. he brushes past you, and you catch the faint scent of his cologne—something subtle, but distinctly matt.

“you sure about this?” he asks, quirking an eyebrow as he glances around your room. “i’m kind of a lost cause.”

“don’t be dramatic,” you say, rolling your eyes as you sit down at your desk. “you’re not a lost cause. just… distracted.”

“distracted,” he echoes, a hint of amusement in his voice as he drops his bag by the desk and sits on your bed, looking far too comfortable for someone who’s supposedly in need of academic help.

you shoot him a look. “yeah, distracted. now, come on, i’m serious. we need to figure out why you’re failing.”

he shrugs, leaning back against your headboard, one arm draped casually across his lap, the other—the tattooed one—resting on the bed beside him, fingers playing with one of the many rings he wears. “what can i say? school doesn’t exactly hold my interest.”

you sigh, exasperated but not surprised. “okay, but if you don’t pass, it’s going to cause all kinds of problems down the line. you’ve got to at least pretend to care.”

he gives you a half-smirk. “maybe i need someone to make me care.”

the comment is so typical of him, and yet, the way he says it makes your heart skip a beat. you stare at him for a moment, unsure whether he’s being serious or just trying to get under your skin. it’s always hard to tell with matt.

“well, i’m not here to play therapist,” you finally say, flipping open his english textbook. “so, how about we start with the great gatsby?”

matt groans but swings his legs off the bed and drags himself to the desk, pulling up a chair beside you. “fine. but only because i like gatsby.”

you raise an eyebrow. “oh yeah? what do you like about it?”

he leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk, and looks at you with that intense gaze of his. “i like that gatsby’s not really a hero. he’s flawed, but he’s still this larger-than-life figure. everyone’s drawn to him, even though he’s broken inside.”

there’s a beat of silence after he speaks, and you feel the weight of his words, like he’s not really talking about gatsby at all. you look at him, but he’s already flipping through the pages of the textbook, like he didn’t just say something that makes your chest ache a little.

you clear your throat and focus on the book. “okay. well, let’s talk about the symbolism in chapter four—”

but matt interrupts you. “do we have to? i mean, do you really think fitzgerald was sitting there, thinking, ‘i’m gonna put a green light in here to mess with students 70 years from now’?”

you laugh despite yourself. “yes, actually. i think fitzgerald lived for that kind of thing.”

he smirks, leaning back in his chair. “‘course you would.”

you nudge his arm playfully, trying to ignore the way his casual smirk makes your heart race. “focus, sturniolo. we’re here to get you passing, not to debate the merits of literary analysis.”

“right, right,” he says, but his tone is teasing, and he seems more interested in distracting you than actually working.

for the next hour, you try to guide him through his homework, but matt being matt, he keeps finding ways to sidetrack the conversation. one minute, you’re talking about nick carraway’s unreliable narration, and the next, he’s asking if you’ve ever been to new york, spinning some story about how he’s planning to move there one day, maybe open a bookshop, maybe just live in some crummy apartment and write.

“you could come with me, you know,” he says at one point, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye.

you laugh, shaking your head. “matt, you don’t even know if you’re going to graduate.”

he grins. “details. minor details.”

by the time you finally get him to finish one of his assignments, it’s already late, and you’re more frustrated than you care to admit. matt’s leaning back in his chair, watching you with that same infuriating smirk, and you can tell he knows exactly how he’s been pushing your buttons.

“you’re impossible, you know that?” you say, crossing your arms as you stand up, glaring at him in mock-annoyance.

he stands up too, but instead of backing down, he steps closer, closing the gap between you. “i thought you liked a challenge.”

your breath catches in your throat, the teasing banter suddenly shifting into something heavier, something more charged. he’s so close now that you can see the faint flecks of silver in his blue eyes, the curve of his lips as they quirk up in that signature smirk.

“i do,” you whisper, before you can stop yourself.

the space between you seems to shrink, and for a second, you think he’s going to kiss you. and then—he does.

it’s soft at first, almost tentative, but then his hand finds the small of your back, pulling you closer, and the kiss deepens. your heart races, your mind spinning as you kiss him back, losing yourself in the moment. his lips are warm and sure, and everything about it feels so right, even though you know it shouldn’t.

when you finally pull back, you’re both breathing hard, and matt’s looking at you with something like surprise in his eyes, like he wasn’t expecting this either.

“i—” you start, but you don’t know what to say.

“don’t,” he murmurs, his voice low. “don’t ruin it.”

you nod, still caught up in the haze of the kiss, and for a moment, you’re not sure if you’re standing on solid ground anymore.

matt pulls away then, running a hand through his hair, looking almost sheepish. “i should go.”

“yeah,” you say, your voice barely above a whisper. “okay.”

but as he turns to leave, you can’t shake the feeling that something just shifted between you—something big, and irreversible.

and somehow, you know things between you and matt sturniolo will never be the same again.

𝒢𝜚 💭 ࣪ ✸ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ∿ gilmore girls au how we feelin?!?! i really tried to make the dialogue and energy as similar to the show as possible so please don’t ask me about half of the references cause i just went on google fr 😭😭 5.1k wc and i know not much really happened but idc i live for the trio :3 pls talk to me in da inbox

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[wlntrsldler]

imagine if five star secretly had like insane guitar playing skills and luke catches her playing a guitar he didn't even know she had?? and she also has a great voice and he just falls even deeper in love with her oh my god i'm going crazy

i think i spoke about this briefly in another ask (which i cannot find i'm so sorry anon) but i think five star DOES know how to play guitar (she wanted to learn to impress her dad during her rebellious phase when she felt like her relationship w mr. d was iffy)

i think the first time luke heard/ saw her play guitar, he was definitely like ???? 'babe, i thought you had no musical talent because THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID'

i think it happens during one of the jam sessions the band does in the cabin. 4/6 of them are musicians so it's inevitable. i see them all around the living room, fucking around, not really taking things seriously until connor starts playing one of five star's favorite songs and she grabs luke's guitar outta nowhere and starts playing along.

and luke is just kinda sitting there GOBSMACKED because there's no way five star just became more perfect (how is that even possible???) and she's smiling at him all innocently like she didn't just cause him cardiac arrest LOL

[hum4n01df00]

Kylo ren is a goth icon 🥀🗡️

Ok I know as a fandom we have already sort of agreed on this. But Ben is so friggen goth. And I’m not just saying this because I saw a “goth” by sidewalks and skeletons edit of him on TikTok the other day I’m saying this because it’s just so accurate. Here are some further things that I’d like to prove just for the giggles.

- him and Hux look like they’d have a strange ass modern dark wave/post punk/goth rock band that is only available on YouTube for some reason. Hell they even act like band members who have been around each other too long. I reckon kylo would be like vocals/bass and hux would be the keyboardist. Idk what their band name would be but the thought is still funny.

- he has an alias and it’s obviously kylo ren! Idk that concept is so funny and I saw some angst teen kylo fan art of him asking his family members to correctly refer to him as such. Like he’d be so on their ass about it too! I mean he still is but he is more linient when Rey calls him Ben.

- he has at least one issue with a family member that doesn’t accept him and it’s luke (for obvious reasons) but yeah idk why but that might add to this list.

- his lightsaber is red and it looks like an upside down cross! It looks like one of those lights you’d see at a really obscure goth club. That just seems so goth to me.

- he is a hopeless romantic and wants Rey to convert to the dark side. Bro probably listens to disintegration by the cure on repeat(love song being his favourite) and just picturing him doing that is so funny. Just that idea that he is so devoted and has an emotional side is so goth. Also, I just know he fw non goth bands like new order or the human league. It’s so in character of him in a disturbing way.

- his clothing is all black and he fancies cloaks and big boots a lot.

- he definitely box dies his hair (ik Adam drivers hair is naturally that black but the thought of it makes so much sense). In addition to this reason both of his parents have brown hair and I know he feels rebellious.

- if kylo existed on earth, he would definitely be a fan of guy liner and black nail polish. I don’t make the rules!

- in one of those costume/prop (idk which one pls don’t diss me) books it’s stated that he has a calligraphy set and the thought of him writing angsty poems about his situations is so silly and I can totally see him doing that.

- if he existed on earth, he’d totally have an emo phase as a teen and find a connection to goth music later in life. (I know this is specific but it just makes sense to me).

- going back to my first point, his mask would totally be a piece of his stage persona.

In conclusion, kylo ren would be the most perfect goth ever (in my opinion) and all of these points make sense to me in a really strange way. I just know he’d worship Robert smith or something.

Ps- I made a playlist for him so let me know if y’all want to see it.

[ewesless]

Quick little thing! No, I was wrong. It became a Very Long Thing...

We know that Diavolo is operating at an entirely different frequency and level of energy from Barbatos and Lucifer and it isn't just because he's a touch starved extrovert with repressed introverts for parental figures friends.* But he might be 18-21.... As a person from the early 90's this is a traumatic realization. I thought he was an early 30s year old manchild to be quite honest.

*love your takes so so so freaking much RadArchives 😭

Utilizes canon compliant relationship dynamics and Diavolo's Lucifer complex. Luke is aged up to cope with fanservice not facilitate it.

I interpreted it as Diavolo was between 10-13 when Barbatos agreed to be his Butler. OM indicates it was 800 years before Barbatos quit feeling angry at Diavolo for the incident (he was teasing). 10,000 is equal to 10 years, so based off my estimate Diavolo would be 18-21. Unless it was 800 plus years then, since Barbatos had time to cool off which would be much more comfortable to me 😂

The canon chronological ages are vague in order for players to have freedom (dads and mom coded old as dirt option through to bratty youngest brother who seems like an angsty and rebellious teen) so just for reference these are the ages I use:

Solomon - 34 (right there in the middle of adulthood and an older brother age bracket with Diavolo. Asmo is robbing his own cradle!)

Simeon - 40 (peers with Lucifer and they are only a few months apart! Perfect adoptive/group dad age of being mature and comforting without being old-old 😭)

Luke - 16 (Again, comfort level. He's a bratty tween, but I can't tolerate the fanservice with him as a 10 year old at all. 16 is a nice middle ground between emotionally charged, discovering self and independence, "I'm grown!" and the complex realities of the world. Him developing THOSE FRUSTRATING AND CONFUSING NEW FEEEEEEELINNNNNNGS are tolerable as well.)

Barbatos - 42 (the answer to life and everything. I'd place him closer to 60 as a foxy and wicked classy grandma older woman gentleman, but he looks like a pretty, young 30-something so this fits the bill. This also goes into my headcanon that Father made him before the angels and long before humanity.)

Diavolo - 33 (an out of touch with the youth and his peers, but still a youthful soul + gap moe)

Belphie and Beel - 25 (still young enough to do underdeveloped maturity and be doted upon baby brothers, but grown enough that they aren't actually immature and know better they just haven't put the effort into developing impulse control and practicing good judgement)

Asmodeus - 27 (pretty and passes easily for 23 but can hook up with the MILFs and DILFs as well as the young 20s. He's young, but not afraid of becoming older, not just because he's beauty everlasting and that skincare routine is ✨️flawless✨️ but because he sees the beauty and attractiveness of maturity and himself)

Satan - 23 (Personal Favorite + Occultic Number! Even though he's as old as Lucifer I feel like he was born at the age that Lucifer was created for additional headcanon reasons.)

Leviathan - 31 (*scoff* "Look at this old loser with a failure to thrive and manchild tendencies" says an old loser with a failure to thrive and the same tendencies)

Mammon - 32 (okay, this would go on for more than a paragraph or few run on sentences 🤣)

Lucifer - THE BIG 40 (caught up between older than the others brother who had to grow up too fast and never got to be young / middle aged surrogate father figure of a house full of rebellious teenaged adopted kids that never got to have his experimental young adult phase...)

Thirteen is a sensitive, trendy young woman so we DON'T ASK THESE QUESTIONS 35 I like an age gap with my ladies~ Candy is 39 (because 4 is associated with death in Japanese and I have a 4 year age gap with my sister which was a perfect combination of generational difference + ability to rebel from the older sibling, angst about idolization and knowing you aren't the same, but aren't meant to be. There's the possibility of strife caused by disappointment(s)/fallen idol for Thirteen and for Candy the pressure of the expectations of parents as first born and the care, protectiveness and responsibility of older sibling for their younger sibling. They're able to rely on each other even though Thirteen is a wild woman antisocial ambivert with a strong personality and even stronger opinions whereas Candy seems like a serious and violently antisocial introvert who conforms and does what she's expected to in all areas of life. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TELL US WHAT CAUSED THE SCHISM BETWEEN THEM. WHAT HAPPENED WRITERS? WHAT HAPPENED?)

Mephistopheles - 31/35 (I like the idea of him having an age gap of 2 years with Diavolo either as a more mature junior to senior or a senpai who won't notice him because his eyes are set on a raven haired beauty with eyes like firy rubies that is also a heavily overworked deskworker with difficult teen boys and an involuntarily in a fatherly role for Diavolo too.)

Raphael - 39 (One year the junior of Lucifer and Simeon. Because he never rebelled I thought it had something to do with him being a degree separated from Sime and Lucy to Father, but still being close enough to him to be the devoted, but the most conflicted about it, son.)

Michael - 40 (Either he was created before Simeon and Lucifer or after them. He's got something seriously suspicious going on. I feel that it parallels Diavolo's, but instead of a hopeful vision for the future and further developing what his father started Michael's is in a self-serving manner and his personal agenda is founded on the self-perception that he knows better than his Father.)

[trash-opposum]

A Few Mephistopheles Headcanons

I definitely don’t have a character hyper fixation (That’s a lie)

• He’s a big fan of Musicals (Phantom of The Opera, Little Shop of Horrors, Heathers, etc) he has memorized the soundtrack for almost every single one

• Sometimes he babysits Luke for Simeon

• Mephisto had a “rebellious” phase in his teen years. If you ask him about it, he will deny it

• He has a southern accent. He’s a southerner because I said so

• If he doesn’t get enough sleep or if he overworks himself, he will disassociate horribly (me too)

• Daddy Issues + Mama’s boy combo (me too bitch)

• If he has classes with MC, Mephisto will leave little presents for them in their desk. Of course it won’t be obvious who it’s from

• Dresses like every rich man in books/movies when not in school uniform

That’s all <3

[padme-amitabha]

I read your opinions on Ahsoka and while I like her I agree, I think her fandom is making me dislike her, the final straw for me was reading takes that Ahsoka was Anakin's child more than Luke ever was because he spend more time with her than with Luke despite Anakin ALWAYS aknowledged Luke as his son, I mean remember the iconic "I'm your father" scene? And how after that he always called Luke in his mind as "my son"? Anakin may had not raised Luke, but he always loved his son, ever since Padmé told him that she was pregnant he considered his baby a blessing and the happiest moment of his life, so no wonder those feelings resurfaced when he found out that Luke lived between ANH and ESB, I mean, he came to the Light for him! His baby boy. I even read a Youtube comment saying that when Anakin said Luke before dying "Tell your sister...you were right..." now it refered to Ahsoka when those words were for Leia! Yes, we know Leia sees Bail as her father and has zero connection with Anakin, but even so, those final words were for her. Canonically Anakin saw Ahsoka as much a younger sister, he always refered Luke as his son and Leia as Luke's sister and thus, his daughter. I dislike reading how people are trying to server Anakin from his family (from Padmé to now Luke and Leia) to place Ahsoka in the picture, guys, you can have both! (sorry for the rant)

I totally get it. My issue with her character mainly started from the fact that she is shoehorned into anything that involves the skywalkers. Imagine if she was in the movies, I would think her arc would be very redundant in the PT because we are closely following the Jedi masters and council as well as politicians as they are central to the plot and conflict. The fact that she wasn't in it establishes she is an afterthought. And I think she wouldn't have been so bad if she was a character with a standalone arc and story but now she's just everywhere and I disliked her introduction as Anakin's padawan because the PT establishes Anakin is quite young and flawed and its his journey we are exploring from little Ani to Darth Vader throughout the six films. He is allowed to be an innocent kid, brooding emotional teenager and also a hero. He is the Chosen One but not once is he a Gary Stu, in fact he goes through phases that annoys other characters like Obi Wan. He isn't overpowered either because we see him suffer two huge defeats in the films. He makes mistakes and the wrong choices and can be selfish at times, and other times he tries to be a good padawan and follow the rules and sometimes he disregards them, he lets others boss him around too, he is scared but wants to be a good father and husband etc etc. you get the idea. He's not perfect and that's the point and I think Hayden nails the repressed monk persona. The only reason Ahsoka was introduced was part of "fixing" Anakin's character and to make him more fun but it seems so unbelievable the council would assign someone like Anakin with an impressionable youngling (who is strangely rebellious despite having the same upbringing as the rest?). I just don't see Anakin as being a big brother to anyone or bantering with kids when he seemed understandably awkward and reserved. Also, Ahsoka's thick plot armor and her continuously inflated significance just confirms how much of a creator's pet she was and her whole character (especially when she's interacting with Anakin) feels very fanficy and the fact that she has almost zero flaws and she takes over the roles of every other important person in Anakin's life in the original story. I try not to pay attention to Filoni's pet because it just feels like pure wish fulfillment for him at this point. We could just have more of other cool female jedi like Shaak Ti, Depa, Aayla, or Yaddle as they were preexisting characters and weren't dependent on the Skywalkers for their arc - because I doubt Ahsoka would have been popular at all if she wasn't Anakin's padawan or acting like an Anakin wannabe (and getting away with it almost always while Anakin the CO was given no special treatment). At this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if Ahsoka is revealed to be the new chosen one or she's some insanely overpowered demigod lol. And I mean I guess her fans like her for many reasons but she just feels like a Mary Sue to me like you know a character is doomed when a creator admits he's too attached to the character for anything drastic and openly shows favoritism. Let's be honest she is kind of a nepo baby and acts like one too in the SWU. I guess some people are just seeing her as one now but I always thought she would be a Mary Sue because even the emotional moments she has and the few hardships or "deep" moments she gets is just by interacting with the Skywalkers or just dealing with things everyone else is going through. So I don't really feel the emotional value if she tells Luke he is like her father when literally anyone else who knew him could have said that. At least characters like Boba don't rely on mentioning Anakin in everything they appear in. I don't think her arc would even be well developed if she was detached from the existing prequel characters so it's like she just reinforces the same emotions we should feel except she's supposed to be fun and badass so the audience and her fans would empathize with the events more.

Like do people even really like her screentime in Rebels except from her fight with Anakin? And that scene's so memorable because it's with Anakin, a much more realistic and developed character. It's really Anakin who carries the scene and the emotional impact. Replace Ahsoka with any other padawan and it seems like she has no inherent value. She only seems to shine in moments she is interacting with PT era characters due to the backstory and flashbacks and the rest of the time she's just a token strong female jedi character. What is Ahsoka when she is not breaking Jedi rules constantly like she's special or getting in Anakin's business or running into other characters and reminiscing about the past? I could watch a standalone show on Anakin, Padme, Obi Wan, Qui Gon, Yoda or even Dooku just in their solo adventures because they bring a slightly new perspective to the SWU and there's some room for individuality. I could be wrong maybe they explored some of her personal ambitions than being a Jedi and making Anakin proud but I'm really not interested when her role is just so interchangeable. Even Padme has an entire movie around her (TPM) where we see more about her. Despite being Anakin's love interest, we can see how she is a main character and can carry a film without any romance with Anakin. Same with Obi-Wan. He had an entire movie solving mysteries and plots while Anakin and Padme were romancing. That's why they should be the main prequel trio because its always been two force sensitives and a non-force sensitive member. Just like Han, Padme brings a new perspective and skills in the team.

I wouldn't be too bothered about such claims as they always existed. Ahsoka is closer to Anakin than Obi Wan, Padme, Leia and now more than Luke. It's sad and funny how far Filoni will bend space and time to make room for the OC. As far as I'm concerned, she doesn't exist.

This channel has some good videos on her and I highly recommend these: part 1 and part 2

[malachiexists13]

Just wanna share my current opinions/what I know on the Nightbringer characters, will probably change later as I am on lesson 6.

Lucifer

We're back to S1 Lucifer when he didn't trust us but now he doesn't play nice and openly displays that. But he is slowly warming up to us. When is the threatening going to happen.

Mammon

He's not as clingy as he was before. Like he willingly lets MC hang out with Levi instead of him with no argument. Definitely plays more into the older brother role than he did in S1.

Leviathan

The fact that he was scared of Satan at first intrigues me? Like how did he go from being terrified of Satan, to being the brother Satan believes he can most rely on? I really want that to be shown in Nightbringer, pleaseeee.

I also like how in S1 when you kiss him, he refuses to believe that it was on purpose. But in Nightbringer when you kiss him, he straight up tells you not to let anyone else know this happened lmao

Satan

He's really going through his rebellious but violent phase, like holy shit. Love how we get to just fucking knock him out in the first lesson <3

There's also the scene where Levi and Mammon start fighting, so MC asks Satan for help, and Satan responds by turning them into DOGS. And when Luci gets mad and we blame Satan, Satan gets pissed and is like "You're the one who asked me for help in the first place!?" WHEN DID I TELL YOU TO TURN THEM INTO DOGS. I MEANT LIKE, SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF THEM OR SOMETHING.

But he's so different from the og game. The others have some similiarities to their personalities then, but Satan is the most vastly different omfg

Asmodeus

Nothing changed.

Beelzebub

Also, nothing changed.

Belphegor

Belphie's so pretty and sweet sounding that you forget he's a demon and completely capable of murder <3

Like when is it going to happen. When is he going to find out we're not a demon and we get a reenactment of lesson 16. I NEED TO MENTALLY PREPARE, LESSON 12-LESSON 16 BROKE ME THE FIRST TIME I PLAYED.

Diavolo

He is also still the same and well I hate him.

Barbatos

Love the fact that he's so angry at Solomon. Like bro, what did he do to have pissed Barbatos off. Also can someone tell me how he reacts if you say Solomon is your boyfriend to him? I was too scared to pick that option but I need to know, pls

Simeon, Luke, Raphael, Mephistolphles, and Thirteen are yet to be included here. I just got to the part where Simeon and Luke are introduced so no proper opinions formulated, have yet to meet Raphael and the others but there has been mention of Raphael already.

Im liking Nightbringer more than I thought I would, so Im probably gonna post a lot haha.

[shannara810]

Paul: "So..."

Sally: "So..."

Paul: "We are meeting the other parents".

Sally: "We are".

Paul: "This Luke's parents".

Sally: "Exactly".

Paul: "Whose real name is Lucifer".

Sally: "And has a father named Michael".

Paul: "Michael". *pause* "Did you know? That Percy was dating this boy? I thought he took a gap year to recover from everything and travel".

Sally: "Are you unconfortable because Percy is dating a guy now?"

Paul: "NO! You know I don't care about this, Sally. Love is love: I'm no one to judge who a person chooses to love, but is Percy okay? I mean, I know the boy has gone through a lot in his life! Only demigods, Olympians, monsters: there are all so... ugh, incredible! And our boy could have anyone he wanted! So why a Bible boy? Is... is this a late rebellious phase?"

Sally: "It's not a phase. He likes the boy, the boy likes him and they're happy".

Paul: "I'm glad. Percy's happiness is important. But Annabeth? What happened to Annabeth? We liked Annabeth!"

Sally: "They were not happy anymore".

Paul: "Okay, okay... and are we sure this Lucifer is not a Bible Boy?"

Sally: "Would it make you feel better if I say that Luke's father Michael is THAT Michael? The Archangel Michael?"

Paul: "TRULY?!"

Sally: "Truly".

Paul: "Wow!" *silence* "Is it allowed? Different religions and all that...

Sally: "I don't know and I don't think they care".

Paul: "An Archangel... wait, so his uncle is THE DEVIL?! Sally, SALLY!!!"

@darkcrowprincess (wrote this tiny little thing, while I'm trying to recover my precious lost draft 😭).

[jojos-bizarre-imagines]

human age equivalent headcanons

luke: i think he's canonically like the equivalent of 10 years old?

beel/belphie: 19-21, definitely young adults, smart but don't often think about the consequences of their actions

asmo: 21-23, seems a little more mature than the twins but is still very much concerned with his image and social media trends

satan: 24-26, his anger issues make me think rebellious teen that didn't get to have that phase at that age so he's acting out now, but for the most part he's mellowed out and has a frontal lobe that's at least developed enough to make himself do his homework

levi: 27-29, adult who's lost all hope in being socialized normally so has resigned himself to being a shut-in weeb

mammon: 30-32, more mature than the others but still has his stupid moments pretty frequently, doesn't have everything figured out yet

lucifer: 36-40, seems like he's wayy older than the others but that's probably because he had to take on a more parental role as the oldest sibling

diavolo: 32-36, still pretty young and sprightly, but having to grow up fast for his position is probably why he's so out of touch with "the youths" and acts like a spoiled child sometimes

simeon: 32-36, old enough to be an established author and start to lose touch with modern technology but still has "annoying younger sibling" vibes with lucifer

solomon: early 40s, just starting to become a weird old man and loves it (timeline wise i think he'd be younger than lucifer but he aged faster because he's human)

barbatos: late 40s, he's raised two children and now he's just happy to be a grandfather to luke

mephisto: 31-35, just slightly younger than diavolo

thirteen: 23-26, still seems pretty preoccupied with self-expression, confident in who she is and doesn't care about trends

raphael: he is so ambiguous he could be anywhere from 20 to 30 i honestly have no clue

[beelsbignaturals]

Are requests open? I'd like to ask for Purgatory Hall (Simeon, Solomon and Luke) with a Diona!MC. Either GN or Female, I don't mind.

time to copy and paste Wikipedia info muehehe

Diona Kätzlein is a playable Cryo character in Genshin Impact.

Despite being a bartender at the Cat's Tail, she loathes alcohol and will stop at nothing to ruin Mondstadt's wine industry — a feat easier said than done when her patrons absolutely love her drinks. She is the daughter of Draff, a hunter in Springvale.

The incredibly popular bartender of the Cat's Tail tavern, rising star of Mondstadt's wine industry, and the greatest challenger to its traditional powerhouses.

A feisty feline young lady from Springvale, any drink mixed by Diona's hand tastes delicious beyond belief.

Yet given her extreme distaste for alcohol, is her talent a blessing or a curse?

According to her father Draff, Diona is in a bit of a rebellious phase. While Diona adores her father and idolized him in her youth, witnessing his change in personality while drunk shattered the pedestal she put him on — and started her vendetta against alcohol. She despises just about anyone who indulges in alcohol, apart from Lisa and Eula.

Although Diona has the option of literally destroying the industry, she chose not to, instead opting to do so by plummeting the industry's reputation by becoming a bartender and serving terrible drinks. Unfortunately for her, her long-forgotten childhood friend, the Spring Fairy, blessed her with a magic touch that makes all of her drinks delicious, regardless of how noxious the ingredients used are, and she herself is unaware of this.

In her voiceovers, Diona proves to be a classic tsundere and is very naïve. She worries over the Traveler's ability to get home safely without night vision and offers to escort them home until they remind her that street lamps exist, after which she quickly denies ever having offered escorting them. She blames Diluc for her father's problems, even though the Dawn Winery had existed well before him or his father, and fails to see why the fans she and Barbara gets are drastically different. She also appears to have attachment issues and craves companionship, implied to be a result of Draff neglecting her when he's in his drunken stupors. She genuinely enjoys the company of those who have earned her trust, such as Klee and the Traveler, finding comfort in the Traveler's touch even begs them not to leave her and "become another dream". Although she displays many cat-like mannerisms, such as her love for fish, naps, hatred of vegetables and water, and tendency to meow, purr, and bite when angry, she hates being referred to as a cat in this regard. Also true to her feline nature, she is implied to be astraphobic, as well as aquaphobic.

Diona's center bangs are pulled into a stiff, upwards pigtail at the front of her head.

Diona wears a large dark indigo cap, along with shorts of the same color with gold paw-print decorations. She also wears a dark midriff-baring sleeveless turtleneck shirt with an orange-yellow scarf, pale pink sleeves, a vest of the same color, and white gloves with light pink paw-like patterns on the undersides. In addition to this, she wears a cat collar with her initial written on the tag and an orange handkerchief tied around the base of her tail. Hanging from her waist is a cold drink canteen, attached to which is her Cryo Vision.

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It's completely fine if you don't want to! (I'm so anxious because this is my first request ahahaha)

🐈🍷❄️

AN: Hi!! I love how your first time requesting is the first request I've gotten on this blog. It's like we are on a cute lil journey together! Sorry it's so short and that it took so long, I was really busy for the past month. Also, I wrote this as platonic because I'm pretty sure Diona is a child, and you didn't specify otherwise. Regardless, I hope you like it!

TW: alcohol mentions

🪽Simeon✒️

Simeon has basically adopted you. He thinks you are the cutest damn thing in the three realms.

Apparently your… attitude reminds him of how Mammon acted when he was an angel about the size of Luke.

You bring him drinks when he is writing and Simeon has begun to look forward to your little interruptions.

He's always willing to listen to you complain about your father. The advice he offers is usually pretty sound, if not a bit cryptic.

🪄Solomon🔮

First of all, you have saved many lives. Somehow your drinks are always the perfect cure for whatever the fuck Solomon has cooked.

He thinks you just like cooking with him. But no, you are on a goddamn mission.

Honestly he is really intrigued by this.. blessing of yours. Solomon wants to study you… he will try and replicate your strange power with… mixed results.

He tried to recreate your drink making abilities and… somehow ended up with cat ears instead. None of you let him live it down.

🍰Luke😇

Besties. You are 100% besties.

Tea parties where Luke bakes and you make drinks! Non alcoholic but still.

Your collective nickname is"the chihuahua and the cat". Neither of you are happy about this.

One time, you fell asleep in a pile of pillows, your tail wrapped around Luke's wrist. The two of you have stayed up past your bedtime to watch a new baking show, and it was only 20 minutes in when the pair of you dozed off. It took Simeon another 20 minutes to figure out how to take a picture of you guys. But with Solomon's help, this adorable moment is immortalized on Devilgram.

[hockeylovee12]

can you write thoughts for the hughes brothers

Ofc! Again remember these are just my thoughts please don’t be offended by them!

-their unconditional love and support for each other is unmatched

-Luke is so youngest child sibling I’m waiting for the Canucks vs Devils bc I just know Luke will be a little shit and be like my parents want the devils to win cus that’s who I play for or something like that (I doubt he would say it but definitely think it)

-Jack is middle child all the way his need to constantly remind the world that he is Lukes OLDER brother so he has that superiority over him but then putting him and Quinn on the same level amazing

-Quinn is older brother coded he seems like the I don’t gotta compete with them I’m older mode but also caring and a little protective

-Although I will argue I believe they are all protective of each other Jack would be the first to say or do something then Luke then Quinn

-Quinn seems more reserved while Jack is outgoing and Luke seems like a mix

-I think they are cautious around media not because they don’t like it (although Jack seems to hate it) but because they know whatever they reveal could also be compared to their brothers

-Quinn treats Jack like a best friend and Luke like a little brother most of the time

-Luke definitely idolizes Quinn more

-I think Jack sees Quinn as a friend and is inbetween on Luke like that’s his baby brother, his friend and now his teammate

-Luke sees his brothers as brothers but wishes he saw them as best friends

-Jack and Quinn 100% gang up on Luke and pulled the we’re older we know best crap

-I think growing up Quinn didn’t get into a lot of trouble either because he didn’t do anything bad or he just didn’t get caught, Jack probably did stuff and got caught and Luke either didn’t do anything or did a lot of stuff and didn’t get caught

-If Luke did stuff he probably bragged to Jack and Quinn about it to make himself seem cool and they’d either tell him off or be like ok

-If Luke went through a rebellious phase it definitely was when his brothers left for the NHL (he was 16)

-I feel like Luke could be very sarcastic and that could get him in trouble

I’ll probably have more but this is it for now! Feel free to ask for more thoughts they’re fun to write :)

[rayhalloffame]

hey hi hello i have returned and im now making it everyone’s problem

it’s longer than i first expected but like

i mirror these characters with people from my hometown so

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ray hall and saying slurs when he’s young bc he doesn’t entirely understand them but his dad said them a lot and he picked up the habit.

ray hall (bi king he is) having so much self hatred due to internalized homophobia that usually manifests in outwardly lashing out at anyone even slightly insinuating he’s queer

ray hall and The Mullet Phase/neg

heather nill and staying quiet when she knows she should speak up and speak out against the injustices around her because in her house that was backtalking and never ended well.

dodge mason and being an outcast the entire year because he was new in a school where everyone knows everyone

dodge mason and sitting alone in a corner of the commons area for lunch because there aren’t enough lunch tables for all the kids and he has no one to sit with

tyler young and saying things that definitely Aren’t Okay but they don’t know any better because they’re kids and havent seen anything but the way everything’s always been.

bishop moore and almost alwaysbeing smarter than everyone, but not having the ability to know when it’s okay to share what he knows and when it isn’t.

natalie williams and not being able to go through her rebellious phase because of her dad keeping a close watch. that manifesting as an even bigger blowout rebellion later down the road that strains their relationship for a long while.

sheriff cortez and feeling like he has to prove something to stay sheriff, he has to earn it. so he starts being stricter on the laws. then his son is gone, and he falls into an endless well of gambling, and it ruins him.

daniel diggins and being able to read people like books. being burdened with how everyone feels, not because they told him, but because he can see it in their faces. he can look at you and just know.

troy van and playing panic to try and escape bullying and name calling and threats and beatings because of how they choose to express themself.

shawna kenny and spreading rumors, not out of maliciousness, but because theres nothing better to do. she thinks no harm comes from them, because she can just roll rumors off her back, why can’t everyone else do that?

anne mccarthy and being called crazy and kooky and weird because no one understands how she lives. no one understands what she does or who she is. and in a town like that, that’s perceived as a bad thing.

dayna mason and being babied by the whole town. dayna and hearing ‘bless her heart’s and ‘we pray for you every day’ when all she wants is to be treated like a person.

luke hall and raising his brother the way he was raised. with fights and booze and driving boats. luke hall and doing his best to shoulder a reaponsibility that should’ve never been his.

heather nill and raising her sister the exact opposite how she was raised. heather wanting the best for lilly. heather wanting her to never know fear in whatever place they’re living. fear is for outside. fear is for the real world.

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this is everything i have off the top of my head

not all of them are negative!! yippee!!

Omg the Luke and Heather parallel I’m so sick to my stomach!! Trying to do their best as older siblings :’((

Also diggins has my heart truly

[third-generation-female-warrior]

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Omega's "Rebellious Phase" - The Helpful Wookie

Director's Cut/Fun Fact below!:

Hi, hello there! This is one of several pieces of Omega's "Rebellious Phase" that I've conceptualized.

Chewie is always happy to give Captain Omega of the Havoc Squadron a boost up for repairs! She bullies Han, Chewie likes her.

The background was supposed to be simple, but then it rapidly turned into a forest and now they're just chillin' on a planet, repairing X-wings and shit

For easter eggs, note Omega's tattoos and also... those goggles are NOT a coincidence.

Maybe I have more in me. I have ideas with Omega interacting with Han, Luke, and Leia, but no clue if they'll ever get drawn! We'll see!

[starfightertrauma]

since i'm hiding in my room until i have no choice but to go out there and cook (i'm easily drained by people), here's some modern au thing where the Disaster lineage celebrates christmas.

Yoda comes every year and brings gifts for everyone. He brings one less gift for Anakin because he likes seeing his great-grandson lose his shit discreetly. Even Padme gets the same amount of presents as everyone else, and Yoda doesn't even talk to her very much.

It's hosted at Dooku's place, because it's the largest place between all of them. He doesn't decorate though, so Qui-Gon tends to come over a week before they meet up and just goes all out. Dooku says he hates it, but he likes the company of just his son.

Qui-Gon, as previously stated, is the decorator. He also wraps his gifts the best, usually doing something fancy. That being said, he will come a week early to everything and still, somehow show up late for dinner and gift-giving. Usually it's because he got lost in the forest and brought back new plants.

Obi-Wan only comes for Christmas. He tends to forget that everything else exists in the world, and by the time he remembers that People Exist, it's December again. They never actually tell him when to come, he just ends up showing up on the same day, the same time, every year. (He was once an hour late and everyone had an anxiety attack. Turns out, there was just traffic.)

Anakin is the first person to actually bring someone to Christmas. Everyone else is adopted. He's shitty at gift wrapping, so he either stuffs it in a bag or just hands the gift over. He's 90% sure that Yoda dosen't get him the same amount of gifts as everyone else because Yoda hates him. His gifts are usually homemade or expensive. Bonus: Padme does the shopping if it's expensive.

Ahsoka was brought over once when she was fourteen, and now she's an official member of the family. She's the precious one. She was the only girl among sons/grandsons, so Yoda spoils her. He usually slips her an extra gift. She's always there to help in the kitchen.

Luke and Leia were the babies of the family. The only two to ever actually be born in the family. Luke is the cutie who thinks going outside and playing in the snow is his rebellious phase. Leia is the terror who joins her grandfather in the woods and ends up bringing home bugs. They're both spoiled as fuck, but everyone agrees it's necessary.

Grogu is brought over for one christmas while his dad had to go on a last minute business trip and they keep bugging Luke to bring him again.

[isagrimorie]

For the ask game, absolutely Emily Prentiss.

An obsession of mine since she first joined the BAU.

Predictable of me? Maybe

I have no shame when it comes to Prentiss

Or if you want to go old school, maybe some Shaw from POI

for the character ask game: Emily Prentiss

How I feel about this character

I really love Emily Prentiss! She's my favorite character on Criminal Minds even through my first watch of CM.

Honestly, I didn't expect to like Criminal Minds as much as I do because I'm not usually into shows that has a lot of well... gory deaths. But CM managed to walk the line and a large part of that is the main characters and the character dynamic!

Emily was one of the people that really caught my attention, I loved Elle in the first season and was so sad to see her go but then Emily entered the picture and she has such a different dynamic. And Paget Brewster is so charismatic.

It took me years to realize that she's Kathy on Friends.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

I think Emily has chemistry with everyone! (Except, funnily enough with her last boyfriend in season 15).

So, of course, I ship Emily with JJ and with Morgan.

I can see the Hotch thing but it didn't really click for me but also I can definitely see Tara/Emily too. They have similar backgrounds and instant understanding of each other.

Briefly, there was this frisson with Luke Alvez, but I think it fizzled because yeah she is his boss and rightly so Luke's been smitten with Penelope ever since.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Honestly? I think it's David Rossi. Rewatching things, I like the slow build of their friendship and he is not quite a father figure to Emily. But enough of an authority something figure that when Rossi says stupid things like 'I forbid you', it triggers Emily's rebellious hindbrain.

Tara also occupies this place, I think it's partly due to them sharing a similar background and she wasn't there the first time for the Doyle stuff so Emily can feel okay bouncing off ideas with her. She wasn't a teammate from before so she can also properly establish that she's the boss. Not that her friends don't accept her team lead but sometimes I think Emily just wants a clean slate.

My unpopular opinion about this character

Unpopular even to myself! But I think now, after everything she's been through, what her friends have been through, Emily needed that time away from the BAU.

If she stayed in immediately after Ian Doyle thing and kept seeing the same thing, she would have burned out. Emily had to find her footing outside of the BAU.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

Oh. So many things!

I wish they recast the actress for Elizabeth Prentiss, I know the OG actress retired doesn't mean we shouldn't at least see Emily interact with her mother again. Emily's in Washington DC, don't tell me her mother wouldn't visit one time and make Emily's life a nightmare by requiring her to attend some state dinner with her, even if Emily is in her 50s she still reverts back to Classic Emily.

I wish that the show would acknowledge Emily actually would have more political connections because *waves hand* Ambassador Prentiss. But also, she would have built her own. Emily was head of London's Interpol branch! Or at least, I think the counterterrorism part of Interpol... Clyde's job was really hazy and the show never really clarified what Emily did.

Still, that's big, IMO.

I wish the show delved more into the fact that Hotch knew Emily while she was just getting over her rebellious teen phase. He must have some amusing stories about Emily that I wish he shared with the team.

I wish the show would lean into some spy thriller episodes now that Criminal Minds is now on streaming. Counter-terrorism still deals with Human behavior after all.

There was that one Vampire episode with Gavin Rossdale as a guest star and the show didn't delve into the Goth subculture even though they lampshaded Emily's past. Like, she's a decades out of that subculture but she's still a goth at heart (look at all her clothes), she could at least share some insight.

I wish the show didn't forget that Emily is actually better than Reid at both chess and poker.

Criminal Minds writers admit that they don't really plan things ahead of time but there are some moments I can point to now in hindsight that works to foreshadow Emily being both a great spy/undercover agent and team leader.