#satans secretary

[incandescent-creativity]

Fuck it the “Make major changes to a wip” approach to writing strikes again

I don’t think that “Satan’s Secretary” evokes the high fantasy, D&D-inspired vibes that I necessarily want to impart.

I don’t know what to change it to yet because I’m also trying to figure out if Satan should even be his name anymore. I’m not even sold on calling the fantasy race demons anymore either, I’m leaning towards some weird nameless stuff for worldbuilding reasons, so the meta joke around him being Satan wouldn’t even endure.

[incandescent-creativity]

I have an on-again off-again high fantasy series that deserves checking out! Being on mobile, I’ll just put the appropriate tags on this post, but my wip pages are on my pinned post as well :)

So I just cleaned out my follows, which has left me with 61 blogs, a handful of which belong to mutuals who haven't updated in years but I won't unfollow because I am waiting for them to return from war.

Which basically means I barely follow anyone.

So any writers or artists who have active WIPs they post about, feel free to advertise yourselves or each other to me so I can fill out my dash and find some new folks!

I tend to prefer fantasy and/or romance, but I can generally do whatever if the concept intrigues me enough!

[savage-rhi]

[dnangelic]

dark to me btw is a swan is a crow is a vulture is a cat is a snake.

[incandescent-creativity]

Remember this post?

Yeah

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Even though I just sat down, I busy myself with standing up. I wish I had a drink to set down on a table, so I don’t look like I am staring. Willow looks better than I do tonight: a white bikini brightens the blue trail of merfolk scales down her ribs and stomach, and water drips off the plentiful curves of her body as she runs up to me.

“I didn’t know you’d be here!” she exclaims, giving me a wet hug.

“Neither did I,” I admit.

She laughs, clearly a couple drinks in herself. Nothing I say is that funny.

“You shouldn’t be running by pools,” I say next.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Willow says kindly. ���Have you had any food or anything yet?”

“There’s food?” There usually isn’t at these kind of functions.

“Probably!” she says brightly.

Before I can think of something to say in response, she grabs my hand. Her fingers loop between mind, and we walk side by side towards the house.

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[pallor-parlor]

I'm sorry but you can only see Satan if you have an appointment and I'm afraid He is booked solid with me sitting in His lap for the rest of the afternoon.

[iaminlovewithducks]

In a "cut my leg off" mood again.

[demonicseries]

wasn’t trump also canonically a lizard person or was that just Queen Elizabeth

in the cw's supernatural, obama is canonically a one-term president, then there is an o.c. president who is a republican possessed by Actual Satan, and then trump is canonically the president after. i know we all know this but i really want to know what went into the decision making in the writers room on this

[incandescent-creativity]

FAST FACTS:

The Legend Of Reality’s End Series

What is this? A high fantasy novel series with seven books and D&D vibes.

Genres? If two public servants discovered an apocalypse conspiracy while living in a magical world.

Characters? Ash Gentum, bitter at the world that stole her parents from her but trying to do the most good she can regardless. Zach Loto, the smiley sunshine lad to her grump.

Themes? The importance of platonic love, the impact of one person on another, human connection over anything else.

Origin story? It used to be urban fantasy, then I got wild with the map making, and now it’s unfolded to the point I need seven books.

Tagline? Sometimes, researching your academic thesis leads you to uncover a villainous plan to destroy the world, and you go from librarian to savior.

Can I find more? Of course! I have wip pages, an ask box, a consistent tagging system, and I check notes religiously. l'm an open book (pun intended)!

[sistersatan]

Biden Press Sec, Media Ghouls LAUGH At Marianne Williamson Campaign

[evilminji]

You know what I love?

"Defeated by The Power... of filling out the correct damn forms!"

Like? Oooooooh~ Big scary Underworld Boss the Great Immortal AfO~! Untouchable, AREN'T CHA? Not TODAY, SATAN! I brought the afterlife LITERALLY ENDLESS SKELETON ARMY and EVERY SINGLE HERO you ever pissed off!!!

How???

By FILLING OUT THE CORRECT PAPERWORK.

I've been at it since you KILLED ME!

Yeah, yeah I BET you don't remember my fucking face, YOU DICK! I was that ACCOUNTANT with the Meta Ability you wanted, who was MINDING THEIR OWN BUSINESS! You murdered me, my dog, AND BURNED MY OFFICE DOWN! I STILL don't know if my secretary got out alright!

I'll NEVER know!

And THAT? That PISSED ME OFF.

Anybody ever warn you about the dangers of patient men? Cause they SHOULD HAVE. I went STRAIGHT to the Goverment offices and got in line! Over TWO CENTURIES AGO. You know those poor bastards you turned into Nomu?

Yeah, some of them were LAWYERS. Students! Petty as FUCK!!!

We made a nice little "FUCK YOU AFO" party and WORKED TOGETHER!

Behold the fruits of your rotten work, you bastard! We got a LICENSE!

This is OFFICIALLY LEGAL!

GET IS ASS! *wrathful ghost war cries*

@legitimatesatanspawn @spidori @babbling-babull @mutable-manifestation @hypewinter @hdgnj

[jbhemlock]

I may have a collection of Satan and his secretary slash art

Joining a new fandom and giving the shipping scene a quick check:

Oh, The Silmarillion fandom would kill these people XD

[ephie-om]

Satan thought that he had done enough research to be prepared for anything Diavolo's exchange program had to throw at him. He knew more than any of his brothers about human anatomy, psychology, and biology. He had a list of potential predispositions you would have about demons and how to overcome them. But just like with the rest of his family, you managed to surprise him.

You, a human, made the choice to treat the Avatar of Wrath with gentleness. He found his thoughts wandering to his favorite memories of your fingers ghosting over his wounds as your brow scrunched in worry. Some reckless part of him found that side of you so captivating he nearly threw himself into danger on purpose.

Logically, he knew that he loved you. He knew that, logically, you must at least like him. And logically, he knew that he should reciprocate that gentleness... somehow.

He ground his teeth in frustration as he slammed another book shut. Why did every book about humans in the Devildom only have information on eating, or killing, or exploiting them? The more time he spent without a course of action, the worse he felt. If he didn't know such a simple thing, surely you would decide he wasn't worth your time any more. And then what was he to do? Spend every moment pining for you to touch him, look him over with those eyes, just one more time?

That same reckless part of him spoke up again. Had you ever made him feel stupid? it asked. No, he answered. But I'm not sure if that's a risk I'm willing to take. You don't want to while away every day thinking about them, it answered snidely. But isn't that what you're doing right now?

A soft knock landed on his door, breaking him from this thoughts. Who would have the nerve to bother him this late? He stalked to the door, tail swiping past towers of books. His clawed hand ripped the door open only to find... you. Standing there, wringing your hands. "I'm sorry. I just had a shitty day, and I know it's late, but you were the first person I thought of." Your words sounded muffled to his ears. Why were your cheeks wet?

You walked into his room and he realized he must have stepped back to open the door. He should say something. He should find out what was wrong with your eyes, to make them so red. He should do anything besides stand there wordlessly and stare at you. "C-can I just stay in here for a little bit?" You stammered out. "You can pretend I'm not even here, I just don't wanna go right now."

"Of course," his words tumbled out, faster than his brain could catch up with him. "You can stay, you can stay all night if you want." You gave him a wobbly smile at that.

He realized this was his chance. If he got this right, you could see that he could be kind too, just like you. But if he messed up, he might scare you off. Permanently. He couldn't afford to make a mistake right now.

He stepped closer. Hesitantly, like approaching a deer. "Do you want to talk about it?"

You shook your head. "Thank you, but no."

Shit. He was all out of ideas. This wasn't good. His heart hammered in his ears, louder and louder. Thud. "We could sit down." Thud. "Maybe watch a movie?" Thud. "To take your mind off of it."

For a nerve-wracking moment, you considered it. "Yeah, that would be nice." Success. He let out a breath and followed you to the couch. Flipping through channels, you settled on some stupid, cheesy, vapid romance. Your heart wasn't in it, he thought, but you pretended to watch anyway.

Trying to swallow away the lump in his throat, his hand reached out for your shoulder, ever so slowly. Millimeter by millimeter he reached for you. He half expected you to startle once he finally made contact.

Instead, as his arm rested gingerly around you, you relaxed into him. Your head dropped into the curve of his neck like it was made to fit there. Your body settled slowly into his as the man on screen spilled coffee all over his secretary's blouse. You laughed softly, your body shaking, and Satan took the opportunity to scoot in just a little bit closer to you.

"Thank you," you murmured softly, your breath tickling his collarbone, "for all of this."

He smiled into your hair as his tail rested on your calf. "Of course. I'd never dream of not being here for you."

[deancaslvr]

supernatural is really insane when you think about it a little too long

the show actively turned from “demons are a big deal” to ah it’s a pretty shitty weekend with everyone gone let’s go thanos snap literal god with lucifers child who was born because lucifer possessed the president of the United States then banged his secretary.

also the spawn of Satan got turned into a tiny dog by a 300+ year old witch to sneak into a vet and steal anti-venom to solve a case of a demi-god who was eating gay people while doing that case dean had the ARCHANGEL Michael trapped in a shitty bar inside his noggin.

[neyafromfrance95]

sauron when anyone touches him - and what if i kill you?

sauron when galadriel touches him - meow i love when u touch me the light of my being <3 i'm satan's secretary u have been hunting to avenge ur brother btw, sorry about that ;( i can pretend to be him if u want to tho :) nooo dont leave me look at me bby plz ;( can i touch u now and kiss u and should we merge our souls forever and ever??? look i wrote a fic about us being the king & queen and always being together! what do u mean no?! now i will grope to see u for all eternity >:(

[incandescent-creativity]

He has frustrated me beyond words. Literally—I don’t respond. I’d rather shove fries in my face.

“Well, if you’re not in love, you shouldn’t be together,” he opines.

“Oh, is that your big lesson?” I snap. “How’d you figure that one out? Realize you didn’t love your girl anymore?”

Zach’s eyebrows sink down over blue eyes. A tiny bit of vindication slices through me; I have struck a nerve.

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