#sometimes he can be Soft

[teddybeartoji]

toji being all bundled up in his winter coat with a pretty green scarf around his neck (that you gifted him btw). his nose is red and his cheeks even redder as he taps his foot on the crunchy snow. he's waiting for you.

with his hands stuffed into his pockets, he hides from the cold bite while eyeing the passersby with furrowed brows, and even though the scarf hides the lower half of his face, you know he's wearing a sort of scowl. it's closer to a pout more than anything, but you won't mention it. his ears perk up at the sound of your voice calling his name and you feel warm at the sight of his face lighting up just a bit. it's cute. it's cute that he's so excited to see you.

he meets you halfway, his hands reaching for you as you close the distance between you. it's a quiet greeting, a very simple 'hi' accompanied by his scarred lips pressing against your temple as you hug him. in his arms, you feel safe. you feel at home. when he pulls away, he takes a second to look at you – the stars in your eyes, the bashful smile on your lips. toji thinks you look pretty as ever.

but his cute little daydream doesn't last.

a gasp makes its way out of the depths of his throat the second your hands cup his face, your frozen fingers sending shivers down his back.

the look on his face makes you giggle and the sound makes him furrow his brows again in return. he clicks his tongue. "you'll freeze to death."

"you'll save me."

he shakes his head with a sigh but takes your hands into his nonetheless. while keeping his, now very determined, eyes on your fingers, he brings them up to his face and gently blows warm air on them.

you hum. "my saviour."

the tips of his ears burn – his nose, his cheeks, but surely it's just because of the cold and because of his teasing lover. surely.

you see the grin he's so desperately trying to hold back and laugh at him once more. "my hero."

he grumbles. "be quiet."

he's still holding your hands, he's still warming them up. there isn't even an inkling of thought about letting you go, about letting your poor little fingers freeze. he will hold onto you for the entirety of the walk that's ahead of you. so he can keep you warm. and not because he so desperately wants to hold your fucking hand. it's not that. no way.

you lean up your toes while intertwining your fingers with his, and with no questions asked, he bends over to close the gap between you again. this is how it works. love.

a pair of cold lips meet the tip of his nose and toji lets his eyes fall shut at the sweet touch. he lets out a relieved sigh, a content one, and savours the way you smile against him. a kiss, and then another. a haste one to his lips before pulling back with that very same grin on your face that he adores so much. the kind of playful one, the one that tells him that you're going to be throw snowballs at him very soon. he loves it.

"are you going to get hot chocolate with me today, toji?"

he lets your glued together hands fall, only for you to start swinging them side to side. he doesn't tell you to stop.

"no."

"liar."

toji rolls his eyes, tonguing at his inner cheek as he does so.

"with marshmallows."

he loves you.

"with marshmallows."

[dnpstardust]

They have the same expression-

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

thinkin' about Bardaby and his illusion smoke...

[sysig]

Rainbows (Patreon)

[melverie]

Can I just say that I absolutely LOVE how ever since they all found out that MC is human and was brought here against their will, it was Lucifer who kept insisting that they shouldn't be the ones to trap MC in the Devildom. That whether they want to stay or not is a decision MC has to make themself and that the brothers should support them no matter what they end up choosing

And now that the moment is finally here, now that MC has confirmed that they indeed plan on heading home, and now that all of his brothers agreed on helping them get back, having forged a pact and lending their powers to do so—

Now that he knows that he's the final piece needed to send them back; that the lingering idea of the yet to be forged pact between them is what's stopping MC from potentially leaving their side for good, leaving his side for good—

Now that they have finally gotten to this point, he realizes something. And he's unable to live with it

And so, he goes back on his word.

He's taking that choice from them.

"I don't want to."

Lucifer's pride is what keeps his voice leveled and neutral, as if it were just another day. As if he everything was completely fine. As if he didn't feel this pain in his heart, almost as if someone had rammed a dagger through his chest over and over and over again

To most people, he'd appear to be in perfect control of his emotions—if only his gaze wouldn't completely obliterated that frail façade of his. The way his beautiful dark eyes shimmering with a hint of blood red silently plead, beg MC to stay...

Internally, he is breaking apart because he knows what he is doing isn't right. He knows that he shouldn't trap them like a bird in a cage, and yet he can't help himself. Not in this situation. Not when it comes to MC

'No'

He—Lucifer, Avatar of Pride himself—is the last thing trapping the very person that finally made him realize what his sister had meant forever ago

'I won't let you go'

How one day, someone would stumble their way into his life, and how he'd love them so wholeheartedly and so deeply that everything else would become trivial as long as he'd get to hold them in his arms

'I can't let you go'

Someone that he'd happily throw away everything for, not even considering any alternatives if only for the shred of a chance at just one last tomorrow with them

'Please stay with us. Please stay with me'

Everything.

'I cannot lose you, MC'

Even if they'll never forgive him for it.

"I'm not going to forge a pact with MC."

[sunscall]

they're literally each other's home

[camzkoa]

twitter is recommending me a lot of hc of this two, so what else can i do than draw more fenqging

also incorporate the fact that donghua fy and nf just look like their childrens

and that feng xin probably have a heart attack each he see them

[peeyoshi]

Sumerus best 24/7 babysitting/daycare service on the go - Bestowed by Alice herself

look man if you're gonna be associated with the hexenzirkel even SLIGHTLY you're gonna babysit klee at some point.

[synthetic-rust]

Just your average Hymek diesel

[pollyna]

Mav and Ice's socks drawer is split perfectly in half: white or black ones on the right side, and colourful pairs with drawings of all kinds on the left. Nobody ever believes Mav when he says his side is the one on the right.

[arsenicflame]

i want to see izzy suffer SO badly, i want to see him hurt, put that man through hell

[daily-hanamura]

its sweet how when naoto goes "this kinda my fault :( cuz of me you might be in trouble" yosuke immediately goes "nuh uh" so casually

[sysig]

Family ♥ (Patreon)

[grandwretch]

Eddie is used to shouting. Its maybe not the healthiest way to deal with his frustration, but it comes naturally-- Sometimes he does it without even noticing; The end of his sentences echoing around him. He's just a loud person by nature, really. Wayne is used to it, and they squabble together. Dustin and Mike and Erica all yell back, even with smiles on their faces. No one pays much mind to it, no one's feelings are hurt. Eddie is just loud.

Except---

Steve shuts down. Every time. It doesn't matter whether Eddie is obviously joking or actually upset, the moment Eddie shouts, Steve goes quiet. He'll mumble back a few bitchy comebacks, but the longer it goes, the quieter he gets. It gets worse, when they start dating-- Steve is more inclined to just give in, agree with whatever Eddie is saying with a blank face and a clenched jaw. Which only serves to make Eddie more upset, because he doesn't get why his passionate, opinionated boyfriend has been replaced with a robot.

For months, Eddie just doesn't get it. Because it's not that Steve hates loud voices; He and Robin and all the kids have been in epic yelling matches. Eddie has seen them, usually on long car rides. Steve never flinches.

Eddie honestly thinks it might be a him problem, which is worrying, considering Eddie has kind of planned on sticking around, but one day Hopper yells-- not even at Steve, at Dustin and Mike for breaking something of Jonathan's --and Steve just leaves. Just stands up and leaves, not just the room but the house entirely. Eddie watches Jonathan and Steve sit on the front porch for half an hour, neither of them saying a word.

He never really gets to the bottom of it. He can make some assumptions, based off the little Steve has told him about growing up as a Harrington and Eddie's own childhood. So, yeah, there are theories, but nothing he can ever prove. He tries to ask Steve, once, and Steve refuses to say much of anything except that he isn't afraid of men, Eddie, don't be ridiculous.

(Except he follows it up with, "I'm just tired of it, Ed," his eyes lined with pain, and that might be worse. Eddie feels sick for the rest of the night.)

So Eddie tries. He tries not to choose angry over scared, every time his heart whispers, 'this is when he leaves you'. He tries to tell Steve what scares him before it gets to that point. Tries to be honest about what pisses him off. Learns the kids are more afraid of whispered threats, anyway.

And its weird, you know, because Eddie always promised himself that he would never stop being loud. Not for anyone. He was proud of being loud, safe and protected behind a wall of obnoxiousness. But when Steve rolls his eyes at Eddie's polite request that they please listen to something that Casey Kasem didn't personally sign off on, please, Stevie, baby, please-- Maybe this wasn't a surrender.

[camels-pen]

Usopp: Zoro, where are my Shuriken Stars?

Zoro: why are you asking me?

Usopp: because you're the only other person who uses my locker

Zoro: oh yeah. i put them in the Cook's locker last night. wasn't enough space.

Sanji: what-

Usopp: space for what?

Zoro: me, duh

[poke-poke-poke]

finally back home after a tiring day - maybe a few minutes to relax won't hurt............

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......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

wip + 'lineart':

hopefully when he wakes up, he'll wash his bedclothes... goomy slime + his shoes on the bed = no good------