#summergate

[lanreobey]

This intrigues me to the core. 😩 . . . . What do you think? 🤔 . . . . . All my “life”, I’ve never felt I belonged here. But maybe it’s a message encoded in my DNA 🤷‍♂️ . . #etphonehome #wearenotalone #summergate #admiralbyrd #27thletters #27thletterspodcast https://www.instagram.com/p/ClWiCgupKLn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[thesweetpianowritingdownmylife]

you ever watch/read something that is so-so but you know deep in your heart that the fic is going to be fucking incredible

[mywinepal]

Exploring the Kerner Grape: It's History and Growth in British Columbia Wineries

Exploring the #Kerner Grape: It's History and Growth in British Columbia Wineries. #bcwine #bcvqa @bcwine @SummerGateWine @nostalgiawines @reclinewinery @graymonkwinery #hybridgrape #winelover #sommelier

Nostalgia Wines Kerner 2020 In two previous articles, I covered two red grape varieties that are grown in BC, but are not well-known; Blaufränkisch and Zweigelt.  We also do make some interesting white wines with relatively unknown varieties. I would like to introduce you to the Kerner grape. Let’s delve into the story behind the Kerner grape, and its aromatic profile, and discover the British…

[orilimbs]

There's no time to explain who am I, so im gonna show you my own take on Horrortale Yellow.

This au's name doesn't need to be explained, the underground sets in an uncanny ambient after a neutral route in general, but based on Undertale Yellow's timeline, the underground sets in this ambient after a neutral route made by Integrity.

Each area like The Dark Ruins and Snowfall (Lower Snowdin) are based on the horsemen of the apocalypse in order: Death (Ruins), Pestilence (Snowdin), Famine (Dunes/The Wild East), War (Steamworks and UG Apartments), and finally, the last area called "Clover's judgement" can be heaven or hell depending of the route (genocide, neutral or pacifist (NOT FLAWED), where your fate will be sealed if you choose to fight Zenith Martlet, Kitsune Ceroba or Flowey.

Monsters CAN bleed in this au if they arent at a very low HP but still damaged, if they lost all their HP they turn into dust normally along with the blood.

I dont have enough energy to explain every character's deep lore on this au, so im gonna say their general characteristics:

Clover is 10-years old, they escaped from home and fell from a mountain on accident, without having any bandages or any gun, they have to dodge every attack to not to die. They fell in a flower bed that had spines on it, making them lose a part of their vision and getting hurt, leaving them with a very low HP permanently at the beginning.

Dalv is a REAL vampire this time, he will try to attack Clover no matter if theyre friends or not, but Dalv knows is better for Clover to leave his house for their own good if they want to survive. Dalv is selectively mute and has vampire urges that need to be satisfied. He lost a horn in a fight that he doesnt remember.

Martlet lives in Snowfall where there is a fungus infection that was born after the dust mixed with very cold snow on trees that made a fungus live on fruits and honey panels. Martlet is infected and a bit hungry, but she would never attack a poor child. She's vulnerable to cold and diseases, she's is in the late-third phase of infection where fungus take place on her physical body and cant fly.

Ceroba lives in the dunes where everyone fights and eat themselves to survive, concluding on cannibalism and blood, everyone is hungry and will attack anyone who steps on the area. Ceroba has a scar on her left eye like Clover and has insomnia to protect Kanako and Chujin, who are alive but need to be feed. She has SEVERE problems with Orion (Starlo's brother).

Axis was created after Integrity's neutral route where The Integrity Incident never happened, Axis serves as a doctor and emergency robot, when he was closed in the Steamworks, the Steamworks and UG Apartments summerged on war due to being trapped by their own creators. Axis is mute due to his "radio" being damaged, he is a pacifist and tries to help Clover until Clover and Ceroba wrongly attack him.

I will drop more information later, but these are the most important ones. The others who I didnt included (Decibat, El Bailador, Starlo, Orion, along with others) are secondary or important to a specific character's development. Here are the old designs, some of them stay the same and others changed a little bit or generally.

[y-rhywbeth2]

Naming Systems

For the humans and tieflings of Baldur's Gate (and half-orcs and half-elves who follow human naming systems rather than that of their non-human culture) Dwarves, elves and others will be done another time to save space.

Obviously I imagine you've all named your Tavs and Durges by now, but idk, I felt like doing this and maybe you've got random background OCs to name.

Sometimes people like to name their kids after gods. Like "Helm" and "Torm".

Chondathan

By far the most common names and surnames in Baldur's Gate (including non-human names).

Quite often people have no official surnames and use locations and vocations as surnames, like in real life (Blackgate, Cliffgate, Tumbledown, Tailor, Gardner)

Families of Cormyrean descent usually favour portmanteau surnames: Evenwood, Breakwood, Ironwinter, Summergate, Amblecrown, etc.

Residents of the Dalelands who move abroad often use the name of their Dale and shorten it. For example, Barantra from Tasseldale upon moving to Baldur's Gate would call herself "Barantra Tassel" and her descendants might continue to use that as a surname.

Dales: Archen, Scar, Tassel, Deeping, Harrow, Battle, Feather, High, Mistle, Shadow, Moon*, Sessren*, Tarkhal*, Teshen*, Dagger, Merry* *These dales have fallen to history. In the case of Merrydale, the name was changed to Daggerdale after an incident involving a brutal vampire infestation that led to a lot of violence and made everybody suspicious and hostile, so these surnames would indicate it's been a long time since your ancestors left the Dalelands.

Sembian families like to invent newer and grander surnames, in an attempt to make themselves look rich and important. This is less likely to be seen in the Western Heartlands, but I suppose it still may occur. Families often hyphenate their names so you might meet "Shandri Clarandal-Tarlroyal", or "Roakyn Dauncrown-Sardar"

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Canon common given names: Masculine: Darvin, Dorn, Evendur, Gorstag, Grim, Helm, Malark, Morn, Randal, Stedd. Feminine: Arveene, Esvele, Jhessail, Kerri, Lureene, Miri, Rowan, Shandri, Tessele. (Plus a few dozen more I'm not typing out)

While the following isn't exactly canon I feel like you can get a name that "sounds about right" by breaking the syllables down and shoving on a syllable that goes on the end.

Like with the names "Lureene" and "Arveene", the ending is "eene" and you get the syllables "Lur" and "Arv". Then you could get new names by taking, idk, "Kerri" and "Miri". Ker+ri, Mi+ri = Lurri and Kereene and Arvri. Mieene doesn't really sound right, but idk.

Syllables Dar, Dor, D, Even, Gor, Gors, Gr, Mal, M, Rand, Ran, St, S, Arv, Esv, Jhes, Ker, Shand, Bev, Tes, Al, Ald, Alvae, And, Gal, Galag, Cath, Coran, Bold, Bol, Elbas, Ind, Jath, Ont, Prend, Baran, Coel, Dar, Em, Shar, Galiy, Hael, Saldv, Dal, Torv, Varan, Joy, Sar, Pip, Nan, Zor, Nok, Rorn, Far, Soor, Mi

Endings Masculine: -in, -vin, -orn, -dur, -ur, -tag, -stag, -im, -ark, -al, -dal, -edd, -arl, -rel, -rus, -us, -or, -ion, -stion, -ond, -dor, -yn, -dyn, -yk, -ryk, -ke, -il

Gorion, Darvin, Malryk, Tesor, Jathstag...

Feminine: -eene, -ele, -sail, -ri, -dra, -tra, -ra, -la, -ria, -ara, -arra, -one, -ue, -due, -syl, -ala, -ys, -ae, -naem, -ice, -e

Shandra, Miele, Darla, Arvone, Sarice, Cathtra, Bevra...

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Alzhedo

The second most common group of names heard in the Gate, although early in the city's history I suspect Calishite and Illuskan names were more common. I note that "Jaheira" is likely an Alzhedo name (which makes sense, she's from Tethyr).

So, Calishite filial piety and subsequent naming standards are very detailed and specific: "A person is worthless without the identity gained by his name and that of his family."

A slave will have their given name and the name of the family that "owns" them. A large part of the population of Baldur's Gate are descended from former slaves, exiles and dissidents of the Calishite Shoon Empire, and would likely have originally borne names under that system.

In this case it's [name] adh [master's surname] So for example, Hamlil adh Tahandral. It's possible that it Hamlil had migrated northwards with her family that one of her descendants might be Miri Tahandral or something.

A freeman would list their title/s, their given name, their matronym or patronym, their family name, and their home town.

So if your name is Aseid, your father is Haseir, you're of House Dumein and you live in Baldur's Gate then: your full name, in the traditional manner, is "Aseid yn Haseir el Dumein yi Baldur's Gate," while if you have a sister, Ceidil daughter of Atala is called "Ceidil yr Atala el Dumein yi Baldur's Gate."

Adding your hometown onto the end is usually not necessary, and using it all the time is a sign of civic pride.

Diaspora, such as the Baldurians, usually drop the articles. Aseid Haseir Dumein Ceidil Atala Dumein.

Aseid may chose to use a matronym, Aseid Atala. This deliberately draws attention to her identity over her husband's which is unusual. It implies that his mother is particularly high ranking or infamous. Likewise Cidil may name herself Ceidil Haseir.

Clergy traditionally replace their family with their god, so if Aseid decides to go to the Rose Portal shrine and take up life in service to Lathander, he will be "Aseid el Lathander" or "Aseid Lathander".

Syllables As, Am, And, Bard, Has, Khem, Khe, Meh, Sud, Sudei, Zash, At, Ceid, Cei, Ha, Ham, Jah, Jas, Mei, Meil, Seip, Sei, Yash, Bash, Dum, Jas, Khal, Kha, Most, Mos, Pash, Amj, Tah, Tahan, Bhal, Mjo

Endings: M: -eid, -eir, -ed, -med, -en, -men, -man, -ad, -id, -al, -ein, -an, -ar, -ein, -san, -ir

Amen, Mehsan, Khemad, Zashein...

F: -ala, -edia, -eira, -eda, -il, -a, -ma, -al, -lil, -ida, -eina, -ana, -ara, -eina, -sana, -ira

Jaheira, Bhalil, Yashana, Tahma...

?: -sha

Canon common names: Masculine: Aseir, Bardeid, Haseid, Khemed, Mehmen, Sudeiman, Zashtir. Feminine: Atala, Сеidil, Hama, Jasmal, Meilil, Seipora, Yasheira, Zasheida. Common house names: Dumein, Jasan, Khalid, Mostana, Pashar, Rein.

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Illuskan

Third most common group.

I can't find much of anything about how naming systems are supposed to work for Illuskans.

Some don't use them at all.

Some go for patronyms and matronyms: -sson and -sdottir, so you get like, Malcersson and Cefreysdottir. These do not seem to be common. Some surnames are: "Kurth", "Helder", "Rethnor", "Stornar", "Rhuul"... This is entirely headcanon/guessing, but maybe they're patronyms and matronyms with the suffix removed? Luthin Cefreysdottir -> Luthin Cefrey?

Some gain names for themselves, self-bestowed or bestowed by reputation, based on aspects of themselves or their deeds that they're proud of or that give them fame: Nimoar "the Reaver", Ornar "of the Claw".

Most have surnames of some kind, some are portmanteaus: "Tenfeather", "Hornraven", "Windrivver", "Hathwinter", "Brightwood", "Lackman", "Stormwind", "Gnarlybone." This seems to be the most common form of surname. I'm entirely hypothesising, but Illuskan cultures value bravery and strength (particularly in battle) so I'd assume those are deed-names, possibly inherited from a famous ancestor?

Syllables: And, Bla, Bl, Br, Fr, G, Lan, Land, L, Mal, Malc, Sto, Tam, Am, Ama, Be, Beth, Ce, Keth, Mar, Ol, Sili, West, Wes, Or, Alas, Aga, Jaun, Von, Oj, Ost. Uth, Nash

Endings: M: -er, -ath, -ran, -eth, -uth, -der, -or, -an, -nar, -gar

Nasher, Oruth, Landgar, Ander, Vonor, Westran...

F: -frey, -tha, -ra, -ga, -tra, -da, -in, -ya

Agatha, Ojya, Malda, Stoya, Ceda, Luthin...

Canon common names: Masculine: Ander, Blath, Bran, Frath, Geth, Lander, Luth, Maler, Stor, Taman, Urth. Feminine: Amafrey, Betha, Cefrey, Kethra, Mara, Olga, Silifrey, Westra.

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Rashemi (Gur)

The Gur still speak a variant of the proto-Rashemi tongue amongst themselves in private, so depending on how much they assimilate or not I imagine at least some of the names might be similar?

I can find even less about Rashemaar surnames than I can anyone else right now.

Surnames used by Rashemi are: Chergoba, Dyernina, Itazyara, Murnyethara, Stayanoga and Ulmokina. Names like that might be Gur tribe names?

Syllables: Fyev, Bori, Bor, Faur, Hulm, Hul, Jand, Jan, Im, Kanith, Kani, Kan, Madi, Mad, Nav, Madis, Ralm, Shau, Shaum, Vladis, Vlad, Dyna, Min, Tam, Yul

Endings: M: -vik, -gar, -ik, -ar, -islak, -ak, -evik, -insk

F: -arra, -mith, -ith, -zel, -el, -dra, -ra, -heir

Canon common names: Masculine: Borivik, Faurgar, Jandar, Kanithar, Madislak, Ralmevik, Shaumar, Vladislak. Feminine: Fyevarra, Hulmarra, Immith, Imzel, Navarra, Shevarra, Tammith, Yuldra,

[yellowgreendinno]

I miss you, so I'll cry out to the Moon ~｡⁠*⁠♡

A/N: Pure and evident angst. I'm not sorry. Love n' sparkles!!💗✨

Yami Sukehiro~｡⁠*⁠♡

You're Losing Me - Taylor Swift

Your hushed steps echoed through the deck as night completely settled in, the waves gently caressing the wooden posts of the structures, rocking the boats from side to side, finding its way to you in an almost loving way.

You had always loved the ocean, it brought you peace. But you had decided, howbeit painfully, to not return to the rough and firm tables of the memory holder that was that old deck until you had come to terms with the circumstances.

As you walked with hesitant steps towards the end it, you tried to hold your tears. You slowly crouched, rolling up your old trousers to not soak them when your feet inevitably summerged into the soft waves of the night. After doing so, you finally sat on the edge of the deck, dipping your feet into the midnight water, and looked up, looked at the stars, and looked at the full moon.

Your sight was suddenly blurred, the inevitable flow of tears finally erupting from your eyes as you stared into the moon, a silent plead on your unfocused stare. As you let the tears roll down your tears, you started talking out, to the one person you wished would listen, as the falling droplets merged with the waves.

"Why... why did you leave? Everything was here... all you needed was here."

The volume of your voice raised with every word you spoke, your pain finally coming foward.

"Everything we always talked about! It was here! For the Moon's sake... I... I'm here! Sukehiro, I was here!" a sob broke its way out of you "Wherever you are... please! Just c-come back... Its been seventeen years. Gods, why would you-" you didn't have it in you to continue as sobs wrecked your body, as you let yourself fall into the sea of memories you two had shared, hoping it would take the pain away from those years waiting for your best friend to come back from the fishing trip- a wait that never ends.

When you emerge to the surface, you find your voice to murmur a soft and broken;

"I miss you"

[androgynousblackbox]

How To Lose A Lucifer in 10 days. 1 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

Te sequel to How I Met Your Father.

A03 link

Step 1: Invite him to your daughter's birthday

It was by all accounts another normal day in hell. Lucifer sipped his tea as he heard the screams of the tortured souls, ocassionally accompanied by a growly laughter passing through a filter. Pretty normal indeed. He breathed in the smell of the breakfast already made for the other residents enjoying themselves at the table.

"Good morning everyone" greeted Charlie in the middle of a yawn.

Lucifer almost spilled his drink on top of himself on his rush to adress her. He coughed a little and left the mug on the counter, going up to her.

"Charlie!" said, hugging her tight. "Happy birthday, duckling! Aww, I can believe you are getting a year bigger! But you are still my baby girl and don't you forget it" cooed, pinching the cheek of Charlie softly until she giggled, moving her blushing head away.

"Thanks, papa" said, accepting the kiss on her cheek Lucifer. She looked around at the plates and tables, smiling to everyone, but noticing one particular absence. "Where is dad?"

"Oh, taking care of some overlords that were waiting outside" said Lucifer naturally, taking her hand to sit at the head of the table.

"It was kinda awesome" admitted Angel, still a bit sleepy. "Those guys brought canons with them and I saw Smiley just catching the balls in one hand. Hah, get it?" asked to Husk, who rolled his eyes and pushed him without too much force, murmuring it was too early for his bullshit.

"He didn't want you to deal with any reparations today, sweetie" said Lucifer, already serving her a pile of freshly made pancakes with melted chocolate on top. He snapped his fingers to serve her her favorite tea, with her favorite cookies on the side and jams for the toast. "Today we don't want you moving a single muscle. Just relax and let us take care of everything."

"Papa, it's okay."

"No, it has been decided" insisted Lucifer, moving another chair to receive a more sleepy Vaggie. She ploped on her seat, saying a quiet good morning before summerging her face on her own mug. "Today Emily wanted to take you out to the mall, right, sweetie?" asked over his shoulder, seeing a still wearing pajamas Emily come to the table.

Her hair was messy and she was rubbing her eyes, but at seeing Charlie she perked up instantly.

"Charlie!" squaled, running to hug her head. "Happy day of birth! For one more year of conscious existence and that you have many more to come!"

Back in Heaven they didn't celebrate birthdays. There was no need when every day was equally perfect. Despite that, she had been genuinely excited to participate on this particular tradition if it meant making someone else happy. Even if that wasn't already his purpose, spreading joy to those around her was just a natural part of her character.

"Aww, thank you, Emily" Charlie smiled, not bothering to correct her on anything. It was the sentiment that mattered anyway. "So you had plans?"

"Yes, absolutely!" perked up Emily, sitting on another chair and smiling when Lucifer left another plate of pancajes in front of her, adding a kiss on her cheek. "I went pass the mall the other day and they have so many new things we could do! We could have lunch there too if you want. What do you say, Vaggie?"

"Awesome" yawned Vaggie, lifting a thumb up.

"Uhm, are you okay?" asked Angel, arching an eyebrow. "Normally you are ready to yell at us to better leave this table clean."

"Stayed late to wait a delivery. They were very particular about the hour" commented Vaggie with another yawn, smiling up to Charlie. "Your present is already wrapped and ready, honey. But no opening until the party."

"I know that already, Vaggie" said Charlie, barely containing her smile. "Can I get a little clue at least? A tiny hint? At least tell me with which letter starts! No, wait, don't tell me! Unless you want to?"

"Nope" Vaggie chuckled when Charlie pouted. "I think you will like it, that is all I am going to say."

"That doesn't tell me anything. If it comes from you, of course I am going to like it!"

"Well, it's going to be an actual surprise then" Vaggie reached over to pat her hand and then looked around, frowning. "Isn't more quiet now?"

"The trash has been taken out, no need to thank me" announced Alastor, entering the kitchen with the flashiest smile that could fit his face. Anyone who looked at him would have thought he had just come back from the best nap ever. He strode over to Charlie to kiss her temple, rubbing her shoulders. "Happy birthday, my little fawn. You are officially relieved of your duties for today. I trust your father already told you."

"Yeah, I did" said Lucifer, bringing over a plate with cooked meat he had waiting for him. Alastor licked his lips ostensibly as he moved to another empty chair, patting the head of Emily when passing at her side. He sat down with fork and knife in hand, not waiting for anything else before he dig in. His ears twitched sligthly. "You girls go have fun. We can take care of everything."

Charlie sighed, knowing that when both of her parents agreed on anything then there was nothing else to do.

"Fine" accepted reluctantly. "But if someone new comes…"

"I will recieve them properly. My job is still part of that, dear" said Alastor, after swallowing a mouthful. Lucifer left his cup of boiling coffee nearby before sitting at his side. "Thank you, darling."

"You are welcome" Lucifer patted his hand before stretching his arms up. "So, how many were they today?"

Ever since Alastor had appointed himself as a king between overlords, it was almost weekly recieve at least one attack from some naive soul who still thought they could just take the title out of their hands. Sometimes Alastor even left some survivors to go and tell the tale of what happened to those who tried, which naturally encouraged even more people to do the same. Those fights were not usually demanding, but Alastor came back rejuvinated anyway.

"They brought all their contract souls with them" Alastor lightly touched his lips with a napkin before speaking. He sneared slightly. "42 souls in total. A respectable number, but still pretty low for what they intended to do. I bet they thought they could overwhelm me if they all went at once" Alastor chuckled, flashing a toothy smile. "They clearly haven't done their research."

"Almost 50? And it took you…" Lucifer at his phone for the hour, "around 30 minutes? You took your time, babe."

"Guilty as charged" Alastor shrugged with a not at all guilty smile. "What can I say? I felt in need of a small entertainment."

"What demon was it?" Lucifer shook a finger to have an obscene pile of syrup on top of his own pancakes before eating anything.

Alastor saw them completely drenched, but save any comments for himself for the moment.

"I want to say… painting demon? His face was a moving canvas at least. His blood tasted somewhat to acrilic paint."

"Awww, what?" said Niffty, standing up on her chair as she devoured her own pancakes. "He was a bad guy that I wanted to add to my collection!"

"Would this work for you?" sighed Alastor, taking out a bloodied up tie full of paint platter to pass on to her with a tentacle across the table.

Niffty took it and sniffed the fabric close. Seemingly finding a good aroma, she relaxed.

"It smells to death" giggled happily. "Did you choke him on it?"

"Briefly, before he bleed out first" The eyes of Alastor twinkled at saying that, as if he had only done the choking part at all to tell her about it later.

Lucifer had no doubt that was the case. Niffty would be the target of such indulgency.

"Nice!" Niffty sniffed it again and laughed, putting it around her neck. "I am going to try it out later."

"Niftty, no" Husk grunted, rubbing his face.

"Niffty yes."

"I am cutting that shit if you do that."

Niffty pouted and stick out her tongue at her, declaring him no fun. Husk could not care less. Sir Pentious cleared his throat.

"Sir, Alasstor, sir?" asked, swallowing. Despite the months that have passed, he still struggled to make eye contact with him. "By any chance, did those no good doers left any of their weapons behind?"

"They didn't had time to use them and I didn't eat them, so they must be there still" Alastor was in such a good mood he didn't mind answering without any underlying threath or biting comment.

Pentious looked at Cherri, both of them nodding in agreement to go pick it up for scraps later.

"Oh, shit, no, I can't" Cherri sighed, finishing her own coffee quickly. "I had an early shift today. Come on, Angie."

"Nooo" whined Angel, resting his head on the table. Ever since his contract with Valentino was nullified, he had gotten a job attending tables at the same dinner where Cherri was at. It was a lot less stressful, that was for sure, but the payment was shit in comparison and nobody ever wanted to be on costumer service if they could help it. With all of that, he still wanted to have something to do than not to get his money. Not paying for rent didn't mean that everything else was suddenly free. "Can't I just say that is my birthday too? You can't make me work on my birthday. Charlie, you don't mind sharing, don't you?"

"Come on, don't be a baby" Husk laughed, patting his back. "Nothing like attending some tables to wake you up in the morning."

"I hate you" Angel sighed, before kissing his cheek and dragging his feet to follow Cherri. "I am too hot for this shit! I should have a strong older sugar daddy already to handle all my money for me!"

"See you at lunch!" responded Husk, recieving another groan in response down the hallway. He finished his toast and stand up, cleaning up his hand. "Happy birthday, kiddo" said to Charlie, giving her shoulder a squeeze as he passed by.

"Thank you, uncle" Charlie smiled, holding his paw a moment longer before he moved to start with his own job. She sighed. "Alright, since I have no choice, what did you had in mind, Emily?"

Emily coughed a little, in the middle of eating her blueberry pancakes, and only after drinking some juice to wash it all down she explained excitedly her plans. Lucifer heard up until going to the nail salon when he started zoning out, just happy to be there. When the girls finished eating breakfast, Niffty didn't waste any time picking up all the plates except Alastor's to start washing.

Lucifer sipped his tea slowly, munching ocassionally on cookies as he waited for his husband to finish.

Well, technically not husband yet. The ring on their fingers was very much still a engagement one. Between him getting back into his royal duties, much to Satan's dissapointment, and Alastor getting invested on his role as a King of Overlords, they didn't had a lot of time left to start seriously planning the wedding or talk about a date in which to have it. The farthest they had gone until now was deciding they didn't want to make a espectacle over it and it was probably going to be small, but nothing else. Lucifer didn't mind literally just signing their names on a paper to make it official and call it a day, but Alastor was adamant about repeating his words back to him about doing it "properly" this time. Besides, Charlie and Emily would like to he involved on the event as well, so at least they had to have a small party so they could get some part of the fun.

Lucifer still had to appreciate the irony of it all. Getting married without even knowing each other at all, just because of a moment of drunk weakness from his part, to only later developing any kind of feeling and much after deciding to make their own family, to finally end up on square one where most couples did, with yet to make it official in demon law that they were, in fact, married entirely by their own free will. But who was going to change decades of habit to start calling each other by any other title that wasn't the one they started on?

He commented that to Alastor once and he was relieved to hear that it was the same for him, no question about it. Alastor was part of the Morningstar family, the other father to both his daughters and his husband. Fiancee had a nice ring to it, but it just didn't had the same comfortable feeling on his mouth. No small part of it was too the fact that if Alastor wasn't still his legally recognized husband, it had been entirely out of circumstances outside of their control and to have as a result the absolute worst five months that he had spend on all his years of existence. All of that had happened some time ago and the memory still haunt him.

He was getting better at it, at least. Now he only wanted for Alastor to send a signal of life through his mic to the hotel's radio, instead of needing to tag along in animal form to make sure nobody was going to kill him up all of the sudden or do something else to take him away. If he didn't do it after half hour had passed, a little and quick portalling to his location to check on him was usually enough before he was back home like nothing happened. It was almost like how a functional adult should act about their partner having a life, so that was a big progress for him.

Alastor would not admit it either, but he know something similar had happened with him. Whereas before they could spend their own free time on their own, if they were inside the hotel, it was a lot more common than not that they were hanging out in the same space. Not necesarilly talking, but aware of each other and more relaxed as a result.

Whenever he had to get out in order to take care of royal business, in more than one ocassion Lucifer had noticed a trace of Alastor's shadows blending with his own or hiding inside his pocket. Alastor later asked him about his day as if he haven't been listening in the entire time and Lucifer would tell him, never bringing it up either. As if both of them didn't know how sensitive he was to his magic already.

Charlie, on the other hand, had been a lot better than both of them handling the return. The first few weeks she would take any chance she could to hug Alastor and made up more activities to drag Alastor into participating with. All of the stories the radio demon had in his arsenal were told and repeated for the same captivated audience multiple times. She still did did both those things, but now it felt more out of genuine spontaneus affection and want to have her father close than because of a lingering terror that she wouldn't be able to anytime soon. With the presence of Emily and her own grandma to call to if she never needed it, she had mostly come back to the normal rythm of her life before the extermination.

Lucifer couldn't be more relieved about it. The entirety of hell wasn't big enough to deal with all of their issues at once. Alastor could be a stalker all he wanted as long he kept quiet about his own slippings. It wasn't hurting anyone anyway, especially both knowing that the other could defend themselves well on their own. It was like picking a scab of a small wound. He knew they should probably leave it alone and work on that, but what difference did it make another scar to their collection?

Maybe someday they would be able to reach Charlie's mindspace, but that day was not today and proof of that was when Lucifer reheated his own tea while waiting for Alastor to finish the huge chunk of meat on his plate.

"The sins will arrive at 6" commented Lucifer casually. "Your mom said she was going to be here a little earlier. Stolas and his daughter should be around the same time."

"Why?" asked Alastor.

Lucifer shrugged.

"He was the only Goetia who remembered her birthday, it was the least I could do. Since we are not doing a big event and it's just us in the hotel, the rest didn't even bother. Besides, Charlie likes Via. Remember when they used to play together as kids? It was so cute" Lucifer sighed. Now Charlie was the owner of her own establishment and Via had officially entered on her own teenage angst phase, of which Lucifer was not envious at all. Where did all of that time went? "Which reminds me. Niffty, can you get some rats to serve fried?"

"Of course, pretty scary boy! You want them complete or I can chop them off?" asked Niffty, furiously brushing the sponge all over an already clean plate.

"Complete, please, they like it more like that. Thank you, sweetheart" commented, chuckling when he saw Alastor snearing. "You don't have to eat it yourself, you know."

"Why does it have to be fried? That is so disgusting. Raw rats are a perfectly acceptble snack already."

"Stolas and Via like it that way. It's a birthday, everyone should have something they like. You can ask Niffty for some raw ones if you want" As Alastor did just that, Lucifer reclined himself on his chair. "What cake are you bringing?"

"Doberge cake" answered Alastor, proud of his choice. "I will ask you to please don't feel too bad when she asks for seconds."

"Hah! We will see about that, babe" Lucifer smirked. "I will make for my baby girl a Smith Island Cake that I am sure won't have a single crumb left on the plate."

"If I don't remember badly, that is exactly what you said the last birthday and there were still very much leftovers the next day. Unlike my own tray that came out clean."

Lucifer narrowed his eyes, with a similar teasing smile on his own face.

"Last year was last year, babe. Tonight is going to be a different story."

"Can't wait to see you try" Alastor chuckled softly.

When he finished with his food, he barely lifted it off the table before Niffty made it dissapear off his hands. As they stand out, Lucifer rememmbered to unlock his tail from around his waist like he had it the entire time they were sat down. Alastor never seemed to mind, but it was somewhat embarassing when others remarked on that details. More so when most of the time Lucifer wasn't even aware of what his tail had done.

"So" started Lucifer, contemplating the emptied lobby where only some large tables were placed, waiting to be accomodated. "How are we doing this? You take north and I take south?"

"And leave you with my rockola? Over my dead body" Alastor huffed. "You take the north and I pick the south."

Lucifer rolled his eyes. They had already agreed that Alastor could put the music on anyway, so the rockola wasn't a huge loss for him anyway.

"Fine" Shrugged, turning to his side of the place. "Ready?" called, feeling at his back the presence of the shadows as they open up in the floor. All Alastor's minions already coming out with string lights and other party decorations.

"Ready as you are, my love."

Lucifer nodded and in a snap of fingers, they started working to decorate the place to their liking. Ever since the first birthday of Charlie, they realized that they had fundamentally too different visions of what a party for their daughter should look like. Their constant disagreement had all the servants of the palace running from a place to another trying to set up things according to conflicting orders.

By the time they elevated their voices, Charlie brust out crying from her play pen, the guests were about to arrive and the only thing they had to show for was a complete mess that made neither of them happy. They somehow survived the event, but it taught them quickly that if they wanted it to work in the future the best idea was to divide already what areas was the other allowed to intervene with. Whatever decision it was made, the other one couldn't change it and they would have to live with it. For Charlie, that meant having two different cakes to enjoy with her friends and family and two parties combined into one. For them, it meant keeping score of what section of the party Charlie gravitated towards to and therefore gain the right to be smug about it for as long they lived.

During Charlie's tenth birthday, Lucifer's cake of choice had barely been touched at all and he was still recovering from that humilliating defeat. Likewise, he was never going to let go of the time that nobody danced to the selection of music Alastor had prepared for her seventh one. It was a crueling battle that they would take with all the seriousness it deserved.

"Papa!" called Charlie.

"One second, duckling!" Lucifer finished hanging the star shapped lights from the chandelier on his side before descending back to the ground. "Oh, you are all ready to go?" asked, noticing that she, Emily and Vaggie were already on their casual clothing.

"Yes, we are probably eating outside too" commented Charlie going up to him and Lucifer immediately opened up his arms, receiving her hug. He squeezed her tight, because it was her birthday and also just because she was Charlie. Charlie rubbed his back a lot, giggling. When she let go, she hold his sleeve for a moment longer. "If anyone comes to register, do call me."

"We are not doing such thing" said Alastor, coming over. "Enjoy your day, little fawn. Any new soul that comes in, can help with the decorations if they want redemption." Charlie frowned at that, but calmed down a little when Alastor pet her head. "You earn yourself a moment to relax, dear. I don't want you seeing doing nothing else under this roof, understood?"

"As he said!" supported Lucifer. "Emily, you are in charge of keeping your sister distracted."

Emily squealed, like everytime she did when someone call them sisters.

"Right on!" She threw an arm around Charlie's shoulder, squeezing their cheeks together. "We are going to have the bestest fun! I am sure that any sinner that comes around will be treated nicely enough without us being here, right?"

"Sure" said Alastor with a slight shrug, earning a a pout from Lucifer.

"Don't pay him any mind, sweetie" insisted, practically dragging the three girls up to the door, opening up for them. "We still have a lot to work on and you don't want to spoil all the surprises right away, don't you? We will handle everything here so don't worry. Just go and get yourself the cutest everything you can find."

Charlie sighed, taking the hand of Vaggie with her. Emily was already on the way to the limo, chatting with the driver a little. On the small time that she had become a Morningstar, she had managed to win already the hearts of all the imps at their service. She remembered all of their names and the details of their lives, as she was used to do in Heaven when talking to all winners.

"Fine, fine" Charlie groaned, but took the hand of Vaggie on her and turned around to wave at Alastor. "Love you, guys! See you later!"

"Love you too, duckling!" Lucifer waved at them back until they were inside the vehicle. Once they were gone, he closed the entrance to the hotel and grinned in direction to his husband. "She liked my decorations more."

"I didn't hear a word about it" Alastor turned quickly on his heels. "Are you sure you didn't drink fifthy gallons of whiskey while I wasn't watching?"

"Denial is an ugly look on you, babe! It's okay to throw the towell now if you want."

"You wish, my love" Alastor flashed him a smile, elevating himself on the air with his tentacles to reach his own higher decorations. They were mostly dark blues and green, like the bayou on their room at night was echanted to look as, while Lucifer side was going more for an orange and yellow upbeat vibe. Lucifer still could not understand how his husband was so comfortable reaching those highs with his tentacles, but absolutely hated flying with his own or anyone's wings. "This doesn't end until the actual party, darling. Then we will see who had the better taste."

"You mean when everyone prefers my side" Lucifer pulled out his wings again as he laughed, reaching the furthest walls. Their voices carried out easily on the accoustic of the place. "Sorry that you are wasting your time so much, babe."

"You would think trying to add some class would be a waste of time."

"Did you say something? I can't hear you over the fun I am having here. The gloom of your side is drowning out your words, honey."

"It's okay, I am sure Charlie will hear them loud and clear anyway when she is dancing with her old man instead of the oldest one."

"Oh, ho ho, at least I know music from after the fucking 40s."

Husk rolled his eyes, begging to the Heaven that had no reason to listen to him for a little bit of patience as he had to listen to this nonsense. On such ocassions Alastor used to summon Husk to help at his side or entertain Charlie while they worked. In every single one, he had seen this same song and dance be repeated.

He had no idea if this was their version of flirting or they were really that petty, or maybe a combination of the two, but he was more than happy to just stay out of their business and keep at his bar to finish a crossword on today's newspaper. If things started to escalate, only then he would intervene, for Charlie's sake at least, but for now they could keep going with their bullshit matches.

--

Things did not escalate. The lobby was big enough that, besides shouting taunts to each other, the pair really didn't had any reason to pay attention to what the other was doing unless they wanted to. When it was all said and done, they both presented quite an impressive job that Charlie praised when coming back. There was no consensus as to which side she looked the most at before she had to change her clothing. Her nails done with a rainbow across her fingers and her hair just trimmed at the tips, she was absolutely radiant when it came to greeting the very first guest.

"Hello, hello, sweetie pie!" greeted Rosie, hugging her with one arm as she hold a wrapped box with the other. "Happy birthday, oh, darling!" She kissed her cheek, leaving a mark of her black lipstick before she looked around. It was her first time experience with a Morningstar party was like. "Oh, my, someone got really busy prettying up the place!"

After her, the Sins started arriving. Asmodeus came carrying his partner on his arm, cooeing about how much Charlie was growing. He had brought a present for Emily too so she wouldn't get jelous of all the attention Charlie was getting, and didn't want to hear a thing when Emily insisted that wasn't necessary, really.

Bee came flying through the door and flying took Charlie with her, hugging her in the air as she laughed. When she saw the two cakes waiting, she whistled that Charlie was so lucky. Most parties only had one!

The mirror pocket started shaking from Alastor's pocket and he gave it to Charlie so she could greet her grandma properly, showing her off how lovely the place turned out to be. Between Evelyn and Charlie, there was never a moment of silence between the two.

Next was a goat demon with eight eyes, the biggest ones looking perpetually about to fall asleep. Her big hooves almost dragged through the entrance.

"Auntie Bel!" greeted Charlie, coming to give her another hug. The demon smiled with her fangs out, patting her with one of her flappy arms that looked as if she was melting. "Glad that you could make it."

"Lucifer called so I came" explained the demon easily, patting her head, despite having to reach for it. After Lucifer, she was the smallest ruler of hell. "Is your party fun, sweetie? I brought some pills that can help you relax more if not. Birthdays can be so stressful. Just don't tell Bee about it or she will pestering me to get some too."

"Oh, that is nice" said Charlie, her smile stretching tense until her papa came to the rescue.

"Please, don't offer drugs to my baby on her birthday" begged Lucifer, bringing her along. "Bel, we talked about this."

"What?" Bel frowned, only for a brief second, before her face defaulted to her usual tired expression. "I thought she was older now? That is how adults have fun too, Luci."

"Still no" Lucifer chuckled. "You remember Al, don't you?"

"Who" Bel looked around before her two inferior eyes landed on the radio demon in front of her and only then the rest followed. She blinked slowly, each eyelid moving at a different pace. Her memory issues were even worse than Lucifer's, so Alastor was only mildly annoyed by it. It was already surprising enough she remembered that Charlie was in fact an adult she could offer drugs to. "Oh, right, yes, the red one. How are you, dear?"

She flashed another smile, offering one of her hands and Alastor gave his cane for her to shake. She didn't seemed to mind, or didn't noticed at all, as she nodded. After a while of still shaking the cane, she frowned again.

"Wait… weren't you dead before? Are you a ghost?" She tilted her head, as if inspecting if he was see through. "I swear I went to a funeral with your face on it."

Lucifer flinched slightly, turning his gaze to a side and clearing his throat.

"I was dead" said Alastor, not missing that. "And then I came back, you Majesty."

"You did?" The eyes of Bel blinked slowly again. "Oh, that is nice. Good for you." That is when Bel looked at the two sets of decorations and the two cakes. "Oh, you are still doing the thing? Don't you ever get tired of it, Luci?"

"Why would I? It's fun to have more options" Lucifer winked an eye to Alastor.

"It would be nice to be on the same page too instead of making two books, that is all" Bel looked over at the door and continue speaking on the same monotone voice. "Satan is here."

Lucifer turned around, waiting for when he heard the knocking and he laughed, patting the back of Bel.

"High as a kyte, but your senses are still sharp, aren't they?" commented, going to open up as Bel turned her head back to Alastor.

"Did being dead made you different?" asked, rolling her head to the other side. "You feel different than other sinners. Your aura is all, um… weird, dear. Calm but weird."

"Yes, it did in fact" Alastor knew that was a safe response to give to this particular sin and wasn't wrong when she just accepted it without further question, nodding her head.

"Death can be funny like that" said as it was a known fact. "At least you still glow around Luci. As long you don't miss that, it's fine. Luci wasn't glowing when last saw him. I tried to offer him something to forget, but he didn't take it."

Before Alastor come out with a retort, the sin of Sloth made her way to the table of snack as if she had already completely forgotten their conversation. Alastor shook his head and went to join Rosie, talking to Bee about her new supply of eel demon meat.

"It's a little bit more chewey that expected, but a little bit the struggle can make a meal taste all the better, don't you think, your Majesty?"

"Oh, so you are like for real eating each other now? That is so metal, girl. Respect" laughed Bee, smiling when seeing him close. "Al, how are you? Sorry I didn't greet you before, honey pie. Everything good?"

"Can't complaint. But if anything I should be asking that, your Majesty" said Alastor, falling into his host role. "Can I bring you anything?"

"Not at all, Alastor" said Rosie, lifting a half full glass that he was sure didn't not come from the hotel. The dark wine swinged from side to side with the movement. "Bee here has been a sweetheart and provided for a lady in need. As expected of a fair and wise ruler."

"Yeah, bitch!I know a whine girly when I see her" Bee made another cup appear, this one more full, offering it to him. "Have a sip too, man, it's okay!"

Alastor reasoned that it would be more rude to deny the Queen of Gluttony than not, so he took the glass cup and clinked it with Rosie as Bee looked around, praising how stinking cute both sizes were this year. At some point Charlie left the mirror with Evelyn on the same table as Rosie and both women started talking, delighted to exchange the gossip with each other as Evelyn drank whine too on her side.

It wasn't a big gathering, but the conversation was vivid. When the swing music started playing, Asmodeus let out the biggest laugh and said he totally remembered that. He converted to a smaller size to dance with Bee as Alastor beemed at Lucifer when others, including Charlie bringing Vaggie over, joined in. The king rolled his eyes as a response.

By the time it came to blowing the candles on top of the two cakes, Lucifer had taken enough pictures of the party to fill an entire album.

"Wait, wait" said Lucifer, putting his phone on Satan's hand. "Take one of us now! To the count of three! Emily, come here!" called, positioning himself at one side of Charlie as Alastor stood in the other, on arm on the shoulder of Emily and another on Charlie's. Charlie likewise called Vaggie over, so Lucifer could wrap with his arm on his side. "Evelyn, want to join in?" asked to the image of the woman in the mirror.

"If you will have me!" She let out a little squeal when one of Alastor's tentacles brought her over. He hold it firmly with that tentacle just besides Emily, the mirror expanding to show more of her figure until she did looked as if standing right there with them.

The other guests started counting until Satan presssed the screen and Charlie blowed the fire out of both cakes, surrounded by their appluse. As he picked up his phone again to see the result, Lucifer turned around and kissed Alastor's cheek.

"Aww, you didn't glitched out!" laughed, showing the picture to Alastor, his own image perfectly clear. "I am totally framing this one. The first party with all of us together!"

Alastor smiled, ruffling his hair as he conjured up a big knife to put on Charlie's hand.

"Cake, cake, cake!" started chanting Bee. "Which one are you going first with, cheesecake?"

"Uh…" Charlie looked suddenly stunted, her eyes moving from one to another. She knew very well the weight this choice implied. "I… I think this one?" said, pointing to the one covered in white frosting as Lucifer made a dramatic gesture of holding his chest, as if mortally wounded. "Or this other one?" Now Alastor made a gesture of turning his gaze away, like hiding his tears from view while making a gesture that it was okay, she could continue to kill him inside anyway. Charlie huffed. "Okay, no, you both turn around and wait your slices then!"

When everyone got served on their respective plates, Lucifer saw with satisfaction that his cake was the most diminished from the bunch and ate every bite without losing his smile as Alastor made a valiant effort for ignore it completely. As the moment of the presents came in, they moved to the larger couch for Charlie to open up her presents. She thanked all of them, even the box full of pills that Bel gave her a thumb up for. Only by the end looking up with the most hope up as Vaggie approached with her hand on her back.

"It took a little bit of digging and some negotiating but… here" prefaced giving her a small box, tied up with a nice red bow. "Happy birthday, honey."

"Oooh!" said Charlie, as if she was already impressed. When she opened it up, she smiled big, pulling up a necklace with a black stone hanging from the center. "Aww, honey, thank you, I love it!"

"It's not just an accesory" explained Vaggie, opening up the clasp to put around her neck. "It's supposed to grant one wish. Anything you want will come true for you if you hold it between your hands."

"Oh, a original damned stone!" said suddenly Stolas from the group watching. When the eyes suddenly turned to him, he blushed with a weak laugh. "Sorry, dear, you were talking."

"Thank you, sir" Vaggie turned to Charlie, holding her hands. "But yes, what he said. These are supposed to give whoever ask for it any desire. They are very rare so it was hard to find. If anyone deserves to have that in all of hell, I know that is you, hon. It only works once so you really have to think it well."

Charlie squealed even louder than before and squeezed her tight. She looked around the room and smiled at Alastor, as Lucifer was taking even more pictures and Emily was smiling at her from the armsrest where she was sitting. What else could she ever want?

--

When they finally returned to their room, Lucifer chuckled as Alastor let himself fall to their bed.

"Not a word" groaned the radio demon, snapping his fingers to change to his pajamas and get into bed, stubborngly giving him his back.

"Aww, what is wrong, baby? Feeling sour because not even Bee wanted second of your own cake and mine was finished to the last piece? There is no shame in losing to the best, Al" reminded him, changing to his sleepwear too.

Alastor grunted.

"Your cake was too filling. There was hardly any space for air after they were done with it."

"Cake is supposed to be filling" Lucifer laughed, slipping under the covers and behind his back. He hugged the deer by the waist and kissed his shoulder. Alastor deflated at his contact and even though he couldn't see it, Lucifer knew he was pouting against the pillow. "Loser."

"Shut up."

Lucifer kissed his neck, nibbling softly the skin there until he heard a soft exhale. He hummed comfortably as he came closer until his chest was brushing against Alastor's back, entangling his legs with the larger ones. He could feel the breathing of his husband, the soft expansion of his ribs expanding relaxed and then falling down. The fluffy ears twitched on top. Lucifer bite his lip and whispered one word:

"Loser."

Lucifer was still smilling when one of the tentacles smacked a pillow against his head.

"Go to sleep, you idiot" Alastor snarled.

Lucifer chuckled softly and nuzzled between his shoulder blades. Eventually Alastor relaxed again, letting him have this for now.

[lover-222]

Always Dreaming of You (Frenkie De Jong)

...

"figure your shit out frenkie, i'm serious this time. i'm done playing your games. either you want me or you don't" y/n said as she slammed the house door leaving the blonde boy inside.

y/n hit the studio, she had to meet up with her best friend who was also her producer and helped her write her songs as well. y/n and tatiana had been friends since elementary school, they saw each other grow and went through phases together.

the best friends: y/n and tatiana (tati)

"okay i'm back tati let's get this done" y/n sighed as she sat down on the couch that was in the studio.

"someone looks defeated, what's wrong?" tatiana asked y/n.

y/n she sat up, "frenkie, he's being weird like he can't make up his mind about whatever this is. i like him a lot and he does too, or so i believe. although there's days where he's distant and others when he's clingy. i decided we should take a break because i couldn't do it anymore".

"well you know what to do baby, sing it out" she passed y/n her headphones and started a new recording set.

and that's how it went for a couple of days, y/n had recorded sad songs; she was good, amazing even but her new album had to have a little bit of everything.

"that one was good right!?!" y/n smiled at tati who was behind the glass.

tati gave her a thumbs up and signaled her to come back to where she was. y/n placed her headphones down, and approached tati.

"look babe, i know you're going through it and the songs you've written are amazing don't get me wrong but we also have to records the love songs for the album. you've already promoted them and the fans are excited to hear them" tatiana explained to the black haired girl.

y/n nodded as tati handed her some lyrics, "i wrote this one, you can add or take things away however you're feeling".

she placed the lyrics infront of her and began to sing. y/n felt off, she hit the notes but the energy wasn't there. y/n felt it and tatiana could see it.

"y/n you're not feeling the song or any of the love songs you've written" her best friend said as she stopped the recording.

"stop tati i do love them i really do" the girl said.

"well it doesn't look like it, you miss him" tatiana replied.

y/n sighed and played with her ring, "what does that have to do with any of this??"

"everything y/n everything. most of your songs are love songs, and who do you think about when you sing them?" tatiana looked at her waiting for y/n to answer.

"frenkie." y/n said.

tatiana nodded, "there you go, how about you take the lyrics home and read them over, find your place get grounded; you know what you have to do. you're amazing y/n, i love you with all my heart you're my best friend. you got this".

y/n hugged her best friend and went back home. as soon as she got there she took of her shoes and went straight to her small alcohol bar. she pulled out her favorite wine and poured herself a glass.

she then walked to her bathroom and had gotten ready to take a bath. the bubbles covered the top of the warm water as well as the scent of roses. she had taken the lyrics with her since most of her ideas came to her when she was relaxed.

y/n summerged her body in the warm water, she breathed in and out. she closed her eyes for a minute, letting her muscles relax and her mind rest. she reached out for her glass of wine and took a sip.

she looked over the lyrics and hummed the melody, as well as singing the lyrics. as she sang the lyrics over and over again, it stuck with her. she related too much with the words, it reminded her of him.

Late at night when all the world is sleeping I stay up and think of you And I wish on a star That somewhere you are thinking of me too

reality was that she missed frenkie so much. she wondered what he was doing at every time of the day. was he thinking of her? did he finally make up his mind? was he figuring out what he wanted? she craved his touch and his voice, a couple of days have passed since they saw each other and it was weird not having him around. she wondered if he missed her as much as she missed him.

Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight Til tomorrow I'll be holding you tight And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be Than here in my room Dreaming about you and me

y/n really did miss him to the point where she dreamt of him. great, not even in her sleep she could rest. he looked so pretty in her dreams, his blonde hair perfectly combed back and his fair skin glowed in the sunlight.

she dreamt of them having fun on those late barcelona nights. although once she woke up and he wasn't next to her, she'd slam her hand on the empty bedside. instead of sleeping with the blonde boy, she would end up cuddling with the bear frenkie had gifted her for her birthday.

Wonder if you ever see me, and I wonder if you know I'm there (am I there? am I?)

he thought about her all day and night, it was hard for him to focus on his football matches. little things that reminded frenkie of y/n would be all over his house.

her left over hair ties, hoodies and clothes she had left, even a pair of lipsticks and makeup she had left inside his bathroom cabinet as well as her toothbrush. he would lay his head on the grass, letting the sun soak him up. he made up his mind, he was done playing games; she was the one for him.

If you looked in my eyes Would you see what's inside? Would you even care?

frenkie loved her eyes, the way he'd look into them and he'd get mesmerized. he had a different mentality, he knew he had messed up many times. he frankly thought that he didn't deserve y/n. he felt terrible for making her cry, to say the least seeing her shed tears from her pretty eyes broke him even more.

I just wanna hold you close But so far All I have are dreams of you

a couple of minutes away from the blonde boys' house was his girlfriend, dreaming and craving him to come to her. although she wanted to prove herself and to make him understand that he couldn't play around with her feelings.

there were times where she missed his cuddles and his scent, especially at night. his aura was just so bright that he could immediately make her smile and his laugh was very contagious. she'd make fun of him and say how much he resembled the sun and a golden retriever.

So I wait for the day and the courage to say How much I love you, yes I do!

frenkie had waited too long, his love for y/n was a burden inside of his chest. he had to tell her, he missed her deeply. there was nobody like her. her wit, charm, and beautiful energy was missed by him every day. he was done partying and playing around, he wanted to be with y/n and love her only her.

...

he decided to go to her house, he had to do what was right. frenkie knocked on her door, y/n opened it looking beautiful as ever.

"hi, can i talk to you?" frenkie said.

"yeah sure" she said then let him into her house.

the couple sat down on the couch, she was eager to hear what he had to say.

frenkie played with his ring, "look i'm done, i noticed these past days that we were separated; i need you. you're the one i need, i've missed you so much i couldn't sleep at night. i know i'm not worthy of your love but if you give me a chance i'll make it right. will you be my girlfriend...again?"

she smiled then playfully rolled her eyes, "yes frenkie i will, i missed you too. i'm glad you came to talk to me because i couldn't sleep either and i wasn't feeling my songs".

"can you sing me the song?" he eagerly said, and how could she say no if he looked so pretty in the light.

y/n nodded and sang her recent piece, he sat there astonished. he loved listening to her song, didn't matter if it was in one of her concerts he'd attend or in the shower, or when she'd be in the kitchen cooking.

"wow that was amazing as always though, you have a beautiful voice my love" he said as he caressed her hand.

"thank you, that's why i needed you i feel like my love songs were hard to sing since i wasn't in that mood" she explained.

"you think of me when you sing?" he asked her.

"of course i do, i always think of you frenkie" y/n admitted.

"good because i'm always always thinking about you too" he replied then gave her a kiss.

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frenkiedejong: my favorite artist who is also my girlfriend i love youu 🫶🏼

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y/n.l/n: always dreaming of youu ☁️

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frenkiedejong: cause i'm dreaming of you tonight till tomorrow i'll be holding you tight 🤍 ↳ y/n.l/n: i love you!!!

fan1: OMFGG IS THIS FROM THE NEW ALBUM!!??!?! ↳ y/n'sbiggestfan: I THINK SOO AAA AND FRENKIE REPLIED WITH MORE LYRICS 😭

karolg: super emocionada para el nuevo álbum reina!!! 🫶🏼 ↳ y/n.l/n: gracias bebe luego nos vemos para festejar!!!

(so excited for the new album queen/ thank you baby we'll see each other soon to celebrate)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── a/n: LONGGG FRENKIE ONESHOTTTT hope y'all enjoy reading it !!

d <3

[tomcateye]

How does it feel to have Twitter go from a slowly sinking ship to a fucking submarine with the windows open?

It's not even a sinking ship, its like watching a big evil mustache man summerge you in hot syrup, painfully cringe

[translationandbetrayals]

Something about dororo

Few days ago i finish an anime that toke my attention for the style of animation (MAPPA animation) but as i was watching the chapters i remember the first class and the history of Japan in the Sengoku era. In fact, this anime belongs to first work of Tezuka, the important drawer that we saw in the third class that token inspiration of icons like Mickey, Donald, etc

I mention the relation with Sengoku era because part of the history in this manga narrates the difficulties of the protagoniest that he confront due to the ambition of his father which is a Samurai. In addtion, the partnert of Hyakkimaru, Dororo feel a great regrets with the samurais for that she has been watching since she was a baby. 

I dont want to do spoilers of the work and for this i will focus in the samurais. Along the history we can see which the context of work is summerged in the domination of this group, the power that they had and abbuse of this fact the part of them. This makes feel the work with hopeless sensation for part of the protagonist as the incapacity to solve them problems like an alimentation, translation and the simple fact which how the normal people see them (travelers).

Lastly i want to emphasize the design of the work which in the beginning it was to much cartoon (similar to Mickey, Popeye, Oswald...) and according the it arrive the anime the style was changing until the final that we know in the present day.

Carlos Faune

[gmanwhore]

The thing that corrodes your bones if you summerge on it?

...mhm.

[everythingpavloves]

🎁612 Arson (Rock ver.)🔥 by j-hope

Produced by Clams Casino, Asaf Rodeh

(j-hope, Michael Volpe)

Guitar, Bass - Asaf Rodeh

Keys - Jonathan Linav

Drums - Tosh Peterson

Rap Arrangement - j-hope, Supreme Boi

Recording Engineers - j-hope @ Hope World Supreme Boi @ The Rock Pit

Digital Editing - Summergal, GHSTLOOP

Additional Mix Engineer - Daniel Brecher

Mixing & Mastering Engineer - 전부연 @ HYBE Studio

Let’s burn

(No)

It’s done

(Arson)

Let’s burn

내 열정에 burn

내 염원에 burn

내 삶 속을 burn

Every day I ran

멈출 수 없던

그때 그 시절

I burned it all

And I wanted it all

명예는 first

돈? Of course

인기까지도

내 스스로가 과열이 될 수밖에 없던

뭣도 모른 무식한 내 야망의 원동력

When I sweat

기름 샤워해

불을 지필 수 있게

On my feet, on my legs

더 뜨겁게 run my way

달아오르는 성적

또 인기는 정점

비례하는 born hater

매번 울리는 경적

이마저 좋아

‘Cause with my fans

With my label

With my fellaz

같이 함께 타오르기에

All day

합리적인 공범

방화범 was fun

무서울 건 없어

한 치 앞 f**k off

If anyone asks me

‘Right, 내가 바로 불을 지폈지’

이젠 나에게 물어, choose what

그 불을 끌지

더 타오를지

(Arson)

It’s done

나의 꿈도 done

큰 성과도 done

내 할 몫도 done

더 이상은 none

과유불급이야

박수 칠 때

떠나는 게 곧, 멋

내가 불을 켰던 건

나를 위함이었어

세상이 타오를 줄

누가 알았겠어

잠시 식힐 때쯤 보니 내 흔적들이 보여

끄기엔 너무 큰불, 심한 방화였단 걸

Oh shit

뜨거워 안돼

괴로워 잠 깨

내 이면과 contact

무서운 상태

Nobody can’t, nobody stop, shit

그 불을 끄기엔

오직 나만이 가능해

혼돈의 fireman

Oh 진압해도 재처럼 어둠의 길일 거라고

Tell myself

한 치 앞 큰 관문, 필요한 나의 수

돌을 던질 판도 비껴가는 한 수

If anyone asks me

‘Right, 내가 바로 불을 지폈지’

이젠 나에게 물어, choose what

그 불을 끌지

더 타오를지

If anyone asks me

‘Right, 내가 바로 불을 지폈지’

이젠 나에게 물어, choose what

그 불을 끌지

더 타오를지

(Arson)

Arson

[snowy-nostalgia]

Honestly its very theraputic talking to characters in video games. And I don’t mean like dialogue I mean like if an npc teammate heals you saying “thank you” outloud. It helps keep my mind destracted while playing cuz I’ve been freaking out lately. It helps summerge me into the game and keep my mind on it. (I just gotta make sure to not do it too much)

[stefimari65]

E quando arriva sera tutto si acquieta e il Cielo riflette i colori dello Spirito che avvolge la Terra. Essa si sposta e si lascia ricoprire da una coltre cosmica di stelle 🌟🌟🌟 #mareadriatico #lamareacambia #instasummer #beautiful #italy #sunset #summertime #summergate #instasunset (presso Baia Flaminia)

[androgynousblackbox]

How To Lose A Lucifer In 10 Days. 3 [Appleradio, Radioapple]

Step 3: Make a deal with him

After Bel was gone, Charlie promised that first thing on the morning she would help out Lucifer to think of a solution to this whole mess. Lucifer seemed biting his tongue strong to resist the urge to just break all hell loose right there and then, his hand squeezing at his hat like a stressball. At least he thanked Charlie for being understanding.

"And uh…" added, scratching his cheek. "Sorry for freaking out like that at seeing you. You are really pretty and I am sure your Lucifer thinks the same, but to me it was like seeing my kid without some of the parts that make her, you know?"

"Aww, it's okay" Charlie rubbed his shoulder. Lucifer squeezed his arms against his chest as if hugging himself, smiling up to her. "Don't worry about it. This has been quite a shock for everyone. Hopefully we can solve this quickly and you can get back to her."

"Thank you, sweetie" Lucifer could not believe his luck in that even other versions of his daughter, in an another whole dimension or pill bottle or whatever, was still the best thing anyone could find in Hell. "Have a good night you two" wished to Vaggie, the two of them returning the gesture as they went back to their room.

"Well, that was mildly entertaining" let out Alastor, conjuring his staff as he walked past the king to the lobby. "Now, if you will excuse me, I do actually have a bed to go back to."

Lucifer blinked at him.

"You are not even a little concerned about your Lucifer?" asked, following him behind.

"No" answered Alastor with ease. "I would hope that the literal king of hell can take care of himself anyway. Not that is my business either what happens to him, that is for his daughter to concern herself with, as she is so used to it. Regardless of what kind of… partnership you may have with your own Alastor" Alastor said like those words were objectinable on themselves, " I assure you that is not the case here. I wish you all the luck with your endeavor though. Have one Lucifer or another here does not make much of a difference for me."

"First of all, that partnership is called marriage. Don't make it sound like a transaction" said Lucifer, frowning. "Second of all" added, teleporting suddenly to stand in front of Alastor before he went inside the elevator, "I do not believe for a second that you don't know at least someone that could have a solution to this. If you are anything like my Alastor, then you know every person on this ring with any amount of power or someone that knows them. Isn't there anyone that could just, I don't know, open a portal or something?"

"I thought you agreed with Charlie to wait until tomorrow?"

"Charlie doesn't need to worry about this more than she does. You may not care about the Lucifer of here, but she obviously does. So I prefer to work on this as fast as possible and if you can help, then I am taking my chances."

"The king of hell wants the help of a simple sinner?" Alastor smirked. "Now that is a new one. But I am afraid that I will have to dissapoint, your Majesty. I can't think of anyone with such power. How unfortunate, but oh well" He summerged himself on his shadows, goinger under the feet of Lucifer, and only came out inside the elevator, already pressing the button to his tower. "Good night, your Majesty" said with a little grin, letting the doors close over the expression of total desolation that was so beautifully painted all over Lucifer's face.

In his humble opinion, it was the best face he ever saw on him. It was almost a pitty he wasn't going to be able to see it all the time, but have this other Lucifer as a permanent presence wasn't exactly his first choice either. Not if he was going to continue telling people about his Alastor and whatever bizarre choices he had made. The joke about him being a father for Charlie only worked as far could elicit a strong negative reaction on the most powerful being of hell, not if Lucifer was going to fully suscribe to it and expect him to take it seriously. Then it was just weird, uncomfortable and he didn't like it anymore.

But in any case, that was truly nothing worth losing any second of his precious sleeping hours over. Either they were going to return that Lucifer where he came from or they won't, simple as that. As long that Lucifer understood to keep away from him and don't ever call him with those ridiculous nicknames again, then there was no reason why his routine had to be affected at all.

He changed into his sleepwear and slipped into bed, hearing the subtle sounds of his bayou to lullaby him into sleep. For a fleeting moment he considered how hilarious it would have been for their Lucifer to find himself in the presence of an Alastor who considered him a husband and how truly shocking that would have been. He chuckled to himself in the dark, almost wishing he could have seen that trainwreck happen. That if he wasn't in a completely different place altogether. Maybe one with beings more powerful than himself that could teach a little bit about humility, for once. Maybe he was dead already for all he knew and that made Charlie the queen. Who knew. Alastor stopped thinking about it soon enough, enjoying the comfort of his bed instead and not bothered one way or another.

Someone was knocking on his door. Alastor peeked one eyes open to see his window, the relative darkness of the night still present. He went to grab his clock at his nighttable. He had barely had two hours of sleep.

"Who is it?" asked, willing to throw out of the window to anyone that wasn't Charlie or wasn't an actual emergency. The place better be burning up or someone had to be in the middle of a especially painful dead to make it worth bothering him like this.

"Lucifer. Can I come in?"

"No" said Alastor, turning on his bed. Literally the only being in hell he couldn't just kick out. Just his luck.

"I went to Stolas's house because he knows a lot about the stars, so maybe he would know anything about this. Thank goodness that kind of thing is still the same here" continued on Lucifer, not minding at all to talk through the door. Alastor grumbled to himself. "The issue is he has to go through a bunch of books and he seemed to have already a bad night, so he told me he would look into it tomorrow in the morning. Apparently he is still dealing with his divorce so, you know, you don't want to be an asshole to a guy who is already down either" Lucifer waited a moment, as if expecting that Alastor was going to talk. He didn't, waiting for him to take the hint. But how could this be Lucifer if he didn't dissapoint someone. "Can I stay with you?"

Alastor sighed deeply, resigning himself to leave his bed and put on a night robe on top, going to open the door.

"No" said as soon he opened up. Lucifer looked up, pouting like a fucking puppy. "Didn't we make it clear already that I am not your Alastor? We have no relation at all. I find that to be the best kind of arrengement."

"But you are an Alastor" said Lucifer, twisting his fingers together. "Just let me sleep on the same room. You don't have to do anything else. I can make my own bed and you can stay in yours. I um" Lucifer swallowed thick, looking down "kinda really don't like sleeping alone. At all. My Alastor had to… go for a long time, so now I get a little bit nervous when I don't know where he is. And you are not him and I know where he is, but… please, I don't want to wait until morning awake."

Alastor passed a hand through his face, already knowing this Lucifer was definitely more annoying than the other one.

"Still no" said with a sigh. His room was a sacred space and to trust in another demon to be there while he wasn't conscious or able to defend himself was unconceivable. The fact one of those demons was one he could never take in a fight made it all the more easy to reject. "Take those pills the queen left you if you are so desperate for a pleasant sleep."

He was about to close the door when Lucifer blurted out:

"How about a deal?"

He opened it up again. Lucifer's brow was slightly crinkled, a determined look on his head.

"What kind of deal?"

"Hah, that never fails" Lucifer chuckled to himself and then cleared his throat, regaining his composure. "Well, it's pretty simple. Just let me sleep on the same room as you until I can get back to my Alastor. I won't try to do anything, I swear. I just really want to sleep. If you do, then for every night you let me do that I will tell you one weakness of mine you can use on your Lucifer."

Alastor's eyes shined with interest at that.

"The king has no weaknesses" pointed out carefully, not paying close attenton to whatever trace of trickery on his face. "Not physical at least."

"Oh, he has weaknesses. I should know, I am him" Lucifer nodded. "I don't garantee you will be able to kill him, though."

"You would be willing to sell out another Lucifer for such a simple favor?" asked Alastor, not knowing if to be impressed at the casual disregard or at how obviously stupid it was.

"I know what I am asking of you and is not small" said Lucifer, frowning again. "I am basically asking you to trust me, something that nobody ever does in hell, so I have to offer something of equal value to you. As long you promise that Charlie will be safe, you can do whatever you want with the other Lucifer when he returns. It won't be my problem to deal with anyway."

Alastor considered this for a long moment. Maybe this Lucifer was a little more interesting that he gave him credit for.

"What is stopping me from using those same weaknesses against you?" asked, narrowing his eyes.

"I mean, you can try" said Lucifer, shrugging. "But my Alastor already went through them all so they won't work the same on me. On another Lucifer that won't expect it, though? That is different. He won't stand a chance."

"And all you want to do is stay in my room and sleep away from me in your own bed?"

"Exactly" The eyes of Lucifer turned red with golden pupils as he extended his hand, a smile on his face. "What do you say then, radio demon?"

Alastor looked from his hand to his face, feeling the increasing energy like an electric feel that was putting every hair on his arms up. A sound of estatic filled the room when he returned the same room and shook hands with the devil.

"You got yourself a deal, your Majesty" said, their energies twirling in the air around them. A portion of golden energy entered his body, just as a green one went inside of Lucifer. Alastor was the first one to break the contact, whipping away his hand on his robe. Lucifer didn't seemed to mind, his face brighting up a little as Alastor made himself to a side to let him in. "I hope I don't have to ask you to please don't go through my stuff or destroy anything."

"I have shared a bedroom with my Alastor before, I am not an idiot" said Lucifer, looking up to his bayou as a smile extended on his face. When he turned again to Alastor, he looked a bit more sheepish than the devil he shook hands with. "Thank you, I know this is a huge bother" said, so casually that Alastor found himself uncomfortable.

"This is not out of generosity, your Highness. I expect something in return" said, opening his night robe and letting one of his tentacles to put it away.

He sat on the edge of his own bed, waiting. Lucifer blinked.

"Oh, right" said, turning to him. "His first weakness is lemon tea with sweet cookies on the side. At least five sugar cubes. Give him that for breakfast and he will be putty on your hands."

Alastor stared at him without understanding.

"Is that a joke?"

"I am just giving you what I promised" said Lucifer, a mischiveous smile appearing on his face. "I said I would tell you his weaknesses. I never said of what kind" He winked an eye as he snapped his fingers, a small bed appparing in front of Alastor's library, one half on the soft grass of his bayou and the other on the wooden floor.

Alastor stared at him, going over their previous conversation and realizing, suddenly, that it was true. He just assumed that Lucifer meant the kind of weakness one could use in a fight and Lucifer used that against him. That was unquestionable his mistake.

Alastor looked at the tiny king changing his own clothing for a blue pajama decorated with a duckie pattern, with a new found respect he never had before.

"Touche" said slowly with a snear. Just because he had lost fair and square didn't mean he had to like it. "What I am supposed to do with that kind of information?"

"Whatever you want" said Lucifer, accomodating on his own bed. "Use it, don't use it. Maybe actually try to be friendly with him when you see him? I don't know" Lucifer rested his head on the pillow, exhaling deeply at last. Alastor slowly got on his bed too, making extra sure that the king would stay there. Lucifer turned to the other side without minding the inspection, his eyes still shinning a bit of red in the dark. "You two seem like pieces of work for what little I could gather."

"Some people are just not meant to get along" commented nonchalantly Alastor.

"My Alastor and I do. We don't always agree on everything and sometimes he is a dick, but we usually get along" Lucifer let out a tiny yawn. "Good night, b… Alastor. Sorry, force of habit."

"Mmm" Alastor let that be his only response as he saw the king turn around, giving him his back with full confidence.

He waited and waited as the breathing of the king became slower, his body seemingly fully relaxed in his presence. Like a complete fool. Maybe being the king of hell gave someone that inflated sense of security, of thinking that even if someone tried to attack them on their sleep they would be able to fight it off. Alastor wasn't stupid enough to try his luck that way.

Eventually, looking at the king, he also fell asleep too. He didn't saw when Lucifer turned on his bed, staring up to his side.

"I understand, Stolas" was saying Charlie, walking back and forth on the kitchen. After a while listening on the line, she covered the mic of her phone and looked at Lucifer sat at the table. "Stolas wants to know if you have been in contact with any disruption in the time space, as in…" She listened again. "Some kind of black void floating in the air or a zone where the light wasn't right?"

"None of that" sighed Lucifer, passing his fingers through his hair. "I told you, I literally just woke up from my bed and I came down to eat breakfast. I didn't see anything else or felt anything different, until this one started talking to me" commented, pointing at Alastor, who have been alternating between glaring at him, as if he had the fault of any of this somehow, and looking at Charlie as she made the call.

Lucifer was starting to feel that whatever had made him nice before had already dissapeared in the air as if never existed. He had heard the cliffnotes already of what kind of life the Lucifer of this place had before him and how different it was from his own. This Lucifer had fallen alone, as horrible as that sounded. There was never any Lilith to share his dreams with. Only after many years he got to know this one sinner that originally was supposed to be his guard, fell in love with, married and later have this Charlie by magical means to by pass the whole sinners can't reproduce norm.

It was just a total coincidence that the sinner this Lucifer was married to turned out to also be the assholes that worked with his daughter.

"He says no" Charlie added, walking again. Lucifer had to see again her little blonde tail to convince herself that this was all real. As cute as that tail was, it only remind him of his actual daughter he wasn't seeing. "Have you maybe step up to any machinery designed to open portals? Even if just be on their vecinity. Or know someone that would make a machine like that? Experiments of any kind related to that?"

"No and no. And frankly, if I did know someone like that I would be back home already. No offense, sweetie" added, smiling up to Charlie and she returned the gesture briefly, before listening again.

"Also no" She nodded, biting his inferior lip. "Mmm. Are you sure? Yes, I understand" She sighed, rubbing an eye. The red one, noticed Lucifer. It was so weird to see a face that otherwise was so very familiar and still see something that made it completely different. "Okay. Yes, thank you. Thank you a lot. We will see you then. Have a good night."

Charlie put down her phone on the counter and sighed, squeezing her brow. Vaggie squeezed her shoulder.

"Alright" Charlie patted the hand of her girlfriend, grateful. "Stolas says that this if there isn't any sign of scientific intervention, then this problem has a magical origin. He might be able to descipher the origin of the magic and it's nature, which might help us know how to undo it, but he needs to read more on it to be sure. He says that we should visit him tomorrow morning so he can see papa."

"He is not papa, little fawn" commented Alastor, his face soften up when he saw Charlie. "You don't have to call him like that."

Before Charlie could respond, Lucifer spoke up.

"I don't mind" He smirked, winking an eye at Charlie. "I technically am papa, aren't I? You can call me whatever is that you want, sweetie."

"You might have raised a Charlie, but not this one. Don't flatter yourself" pointed Alastor with a tense smile, narrowing his eyes, and Lucifer chuckled softly, now understanding why being on that position was so fun for the other Alastor. To see the perfect control of this demon slip away from his hands was a treat for his gaze.

"I am just saying, she still has my magic. I dare say a smidge more than she has yours" added with a full grin.

Alastor's lip twitched on the corner, drawing half of a snarl.

"Let me make something clear now" said slowly, standing up. He walked over where Lucifer was at, gripping both hands behind his back. "You can stay here. We will help you out get back to your own place so my husband can get back. As far as royal duties go, you will keep fulfilling them because nobody else will want to do it. But you are not our Lucifer and you are not part of our family, so don't start getting ideas. You are just a temporary guest, an uninvited one at that. Understood?" Alastor finished the word, looking down on him.

Lucifer almost let that hurt him. He couldn't care less about being the replacement husband for this guy, but being told that about someone that was essentially his daughter did struck a nerve inside of him he tried hard to suppress to not give this asshole the satisfaction. He stand up from his chair, staring him back.

"Shouldn't be Charlie the one to decide that?" responded, keeping up his own smile. "There is no reason why you should get jelous, buddy."

"Jelous?" Alastor scowled.

Charlie groaned loudly, going up to him.

"Enough" she said, looking at both of them, but landing in the end on Alastor. "Dad, it's okay. I don't mind calling him that. I know that papa will return soon enough, so it's fine."

Alastor's gaze threw a final dagger in Lucifer's direction before losing all the edge for Charlie. He nodded slightly.

"If you say so, little fawn" he sighed, taking a step back. Lucifer tried to make it no obvious how much that surprised him. "If there is nothing else to do…"

"Not right now" Charlie confirmed. "Papa is going to be okay where he is, dad. One night away from home won't mean much and then he will be back" She looked over at Lucifer, who suddenly had the impulse to reassure her of every concern she could have.

"Oh, yeah, totally!" said, implanting a smile for her. "The worst that can happen is some stupid comment from the Alastor over there, but otherwise he will be just fine. My Charlie surely will want to help him out too so who knows, maybe he could be coming here sooner that I can get back!"

"Exactly, see?" Charlie looked over at Alastor and hugged him by the shoulders, squeezing him against her. "Everything is going to be okay. Don't worry."

Alastor patted her back with one hand.

"Who is worrying?" said and booped Charlie's nose with one finger, smirking. Lucifer had to look away at how nonchalant they both were. It made his chest ache thinking about his Charlie. "You are right, as usual, little fawn. You should probably get back to sleep now. I will be going to bed too."

"Alright" Charlie got on her tip toes to kiss his cheek before letting him go.

Lucifer perked up to receive his own hug. Instead Charlie smiled at him and gave his shoulder a squeeze.

"Go to rest too, papa."

Lucifer cleared his throat, hiding his admitedly stupid dissapointment. No matter how she decided to call him, it wasn't still the same, just like she wasn't the same for him. Charlie didn't notice, but Alastor rolled his eyes behind her.

"See you tomorrow, kiddo" Lucifer smiled, seeing the two girls wishing them a good night as they went down the hallway.

Alastor didn't say another word. He barely threw a glance to Lucifer before he got lost on his shadows, seemingly melting into the floor. Lucifer snapped his fingers and gave a single stept, landing outisde of the elevator. In front of him it was either the door to the room he thought was his or beyond that the radio tower. Neither options was particularly attractive. Even less so when between his feet a dark figure extended to the door, Alastor straighen up his back as he manifested himself.

"You are not sleeping here" declared.

"Who the fuck was asking?" replied Lucifer. "It was just force of habit to come here. I will pick any other room anyway."

"Glad we are on the same page" Alastor opened up his door, but before he could close it Lucifer put a hand on it. Not making pressure to close it again, just to make himself known. Alastor regarded him with an arched eyebrow. "What now?"

"I think I understand most of everything here" started Lucifer, looking him up and down. "The part that is still nagging my brain is why Charlie called you a sinner and then you stink up as a fallen."

"Does it matter?" Alastor rolled his eyes. "If you are going to get back to your world tomorrow, you don't need to know all the details."

"Are you seriously asking why I would be curious about fallen angels? Me? Come on, man" He smirked, pointing with his eyes down to his hand over the door handle. "I couldn't help to notice too that despite all your my husband, my husband that you do, that ring is not the ring of a king married. I would know" said, showing his own. "What happened? Did you had a big fight and had a quick divorce that already regretted?"

For some reason, he had to know. Not only it would make all the sens eof the world that a marriage between a version of himself and Alastor wouldn't work out, but it would also make him feel less of a failure about the ending of his own marriage. It wasn't his fault that all Lucifer were just doomed to never have a happily ever after. At least he got a few amount of good years with Lilith instead of the thousands of single years. Maybe it wasn't the best thought processs to have. He comforted himself thinking that he had the decency to wait until Charlie wasn't present to satisfy his own curiosity. A divorce is never a pleasant subject for the kids to talk about.

Alastor's lip twitched, the static sound that surrounded him expanding, wrapping his presence like another barrier.

"We have been married for almost a century and I am the father of his children" said calmly, his eyes wrinkling. "I will call him whatever I want, I earned that right. If you are really that desperate to know, there was a mistake that neither of us had any control over that separate us briefly. But as my lovely little fawn could tell you, we have full intention of fixing that mistake in the near future. Not that is any of your business in the first place" He huffed through his nose, looking him down and up. "As for that stank you talk about, I will let you come to your own conclusions. I am sure you can manage a theory or two if the crown is not too tight in that head of yours, your Majesty."

Ah, there it was. That was the Alastor he knew and couldn't stand being around with. Lucifer was almost relieved to seeing that. An Alastor who gave hugs and was genuinely kind to Charlie was a lot less ennerving than one who felt the need to throw cheap shots just to see if it annoyed him. Finally something he was more familiar with.

"Alright, sure" said Lucifer, smirking. "Here is the first one: you ate a bunch of angels during extermination day and with your weird voodo magic that mixed it into your body, making this weird fake fallen smell."

"My husband has eaten more angels than I did, actually" commented Alastor with an smile wider than his face should allow, a glim of something light and fun in his eyes Lucifer couldn't quite define. "Full body too. So no, nice try."

"Wait, seriously? He is a cannibal here?" When Alastor shrugged with apparent delight at Lucifer's grimace, Lucifer sighed. "Why I am not surprised you would introduce him to that?"

"Careful to judge too harshly, sire. That is still another version of yourself you are talking about. Although a infinitely more tolerable one."

"Yeah? Well, you are still the same creepy asshole no matter what universe I am in" He frowned, looking at that engagement ring for a moment too long. "I still haven't completely rule out that you are just manipulating the poor guy. Without any Lilith to keep him company, it can get lonely. Some people would love to take advantage of that, I bet."

"Oh, is that what we are doing now? Putting doubt about my intentions with my own husband?" Alastor chuckled. "What an adorable little thought experiment you have cooked up now, your Majesty. Do please tell me" continued, resting his elbow above Lucifer's hand as he supported his head on his hand. "In that marvelous mind of yours, what reason could I ever have to staying married to my husband for more than 80 years?"

"Power, obviously" Lucifer shrugged. "Money, influence, authority. You won't tell me that this is the version of you that just so happens to not care about those things, don't you?"

"Mmm, I will give you a quarter of a point. I won't deny that was a thought that crossed my mind at some point, but who wouldn't have it in front of a king? Especially one so impressive as mine is? So what is the reasoning for why I would want to have a child with my husband then? That is just an heir that is going to take the throne away from me if Lucifer ever decides to stand down. Why would I create such an obstacle for myself if my motives are that simple?"

"Are you kidding me? To trap someone with a baby is one of the oldest tricks on the book. Even if he gets tired of you and kicks you out, a kid garantees that you will forever be tied together. You can also just use her as leverage whenever is convenient for you."

Alastor let out a short, loud laugh at that.

"My, you must have a very high opinion of my manipulation skills if you think I could raise a daughter that unquestionably loves me with such an agenda in mind. I am flattered, your Majesty."

"Charlie loves everyone. That doesn't mean much about if you deserve it or not" pointed out Lucifer, beaming a little bit at bringing one of the best qualities his daughter had. "Don't act as if you wouldn't. If you are anything like that guy, you don't give a fuck about anyone but yourself."

"You two must had a very close relationship to be so sure about that, sire" said Alastor, relaxed as ever, chuckling softly when Lucifer made another face of disgust.

"I don't need to be close to a piece of shit to know what it is. You understimate how much I have seen of hell and it's sinners if you think you are that especial in that regard."

Alastor sighed, as if dealing with an annoying little kid now.

"Your Highness, you are the one who has decided, entirely on your own, that I must have tricked a version of you into a sham of a marriage and is using our daughter just to get a taste of your power. If your position was supposed to make you oh so wise to my tactics, then how come my Lucifer allowed it to happen in the first place?"

"I don't know, desperation? Maybe he doesn't care as long you at least give him what he wants and don't hurt Charlie. The fuck would I know?"

Alastor's arched eyebrow went higher, his own face reflecting such contempt that Lucifer was a little taken aback.

"Now who is understimating the king of hell?" sneared. "You don't know anything about him or about us, sire" Alastor pronnounced the honorific like an insult. "If we are done with this little trip of yours through your wildest imagination…" Alastor opened up the door, throwing Lucifer briefly off balance, as he came inside. Lucifer impulsively went behind him, phasing through the arm that closed the door. Alastor blinked at him and snarled, his ears going back on his head.

"I told you are not sleeping here. Get out."

"I still don't know about why you smell to Heaven" said Lucifer, squinting his eyes. Something about his phrasing did bothered Alastor personally, if his clenched fist are anything to go by. He took as a good sign that something else was happening. "I just never seen something like it unless it's an actual fallen, so just imagine my surprise at finding that essence stick to you of all people. Just tell me how you do it and I will get out of your hair."

"I could kick you out too" Alastor's antler grew his antlers on top of his head and his body become larger, so much that the back of his head quickly hit the ceiling. The display of magic all around gave Lucifer pause for a moment, mostly out of surprise than any actual fear. This felt so much more different than anything he had seen with the other Alastor. He wasn't about any ordinary soul, that was for sure. "I have sparred with my husband before. I have no illusions about defeating you for good, but I can at least keep you away if needed."

"Yeah, cool. Destroy your entire room trying to defend it, that sounds smart" Lucifer dismissed the display of power, looking to a side. Seeing for the first time some family pictures frammed and hanging on the wall, some with Charlie smiling with her arms around one or two of her parents. There was another girl on them he did not recognize, probably a friend of this Charlie. "Oh, also, worry Charlie with all that noise in the middle of the night like I did already. That is oughta to come out excelent" The static and expansive darkness stopped on their tracks. He sighed, impatient. "I don't know why you can't just tell me. I have no reason to use that information against you if that is even possible. It's an easy question that shouldn't have such a complicated answer."

The head of Alastor twisted to a side, neck cracking. His form did shranked a bit, but it was mostly still there, his long claws scratching at the air as if wishing to have a target to strangle.

"Is the idea of privacy just a foreign concept to you?"

"No, no, no. Privacy is whatever you two do here, something you both can take to the grave for all I care. If it's a matter of fallens in my realm and someone possibly messing with angelic magic, then that is very much something that concern me" When Alastor didn't gave him any sign that he cared at all about that, he rolled his eyes. Fuck it. Time to take out the heavy guns. "How about a deal?"

"Deal?" Alastor's smile was already fixated, glowing a soft yellow light through his teeth eveytime he spoke, but something on his face told Lucifer that was exactly the magic words.

"Yes. A pretty easy one: tell me about why you are like that and I promise to not enter your room or involve myself at all on anything that involves your… relationship with your Lucifer. With the exception of Charlie that is. That already involves me too, since our magics are the same."

The green dials that Alastor had for eyes inspected him carefully, as if he had any other trick up his sleeve. For once, he didn't, actually, but who was going to say that to any Overlord in hell and expect to be believed?

"Fine" Alastor offered up his giant hand and Lucifer barely could contain rolling his eyes as he was force to shake the pinkie, knowing full well that it was intentional from his part. After the exchange of magic was done, Alastor returned to his normal form. "First of all, I want to know out of my curiosity that I hope you don't mind indulging me in. The day of the extermination, did someone died from your side?"

"Ah, yeah" Lucifer winced. "Sir Pentious, one of the residents of the hotel, and Razzle. I didn't know the man a lot, but everyone told me he was brave and selfless during the battle so I have to respect that. He gave his life to try to protect the dream of my daughter. Why?"

A moment of silence passed as Alastor seemed to struggle to take out the words out of his mouth. Lucifer almost got the impression there was some sense of embarassment as he waited for the other to speak.

"That is the first major difference then. Our Pentious is alive and well in this side. Razzle is also still Charlie's companion" started Alastor. "During the battle, I confronted Adam" Lucifer nodded. That also happened with them, for what Charlie had told him. Right after the fucker just disssapeared for months doing who knows what and came back when everyone else had finished the hotel already, without explaining anything to anyone and his own tower at the ready because Charlie really insisted on it. "I lost" Alastor pushed the word out of his mouth as if disgusted with himself for pronouncing them.

"So that is still the same" said Lucifer, not knowing where he was going with this.

"I meant definitely. My neck got cut off and I didn't manage to heal myself in time. I lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I was on another place. A place that wasn't here" Alastor put more emphasis on the last phrase, clearly hoping that Lucifer would get the idea without actually spelling it out.

He didn't seem particularly happy when Lucifer actually did, his eyes going wide at the realization.

"YOU WENT TO HEAVEN?!"

Alastor screeched, making a face that tell of how much he wasn't proud of it. He nodded slowly, avoiding looking at him.

"IS THAT… so it is possible! Redemption can happen!" Lucifer laughed, brushing his hair back. "Holy shit, my baby was right! She is going to be so happy when she finds out!" said, before noticing that the ear of Alastor were still flat and his posture haven't changed at all. "Wait. So you came back after that?"

"I wouldn't be here if I didn't" Alastor retort. "They wouldn't let me so I had to see myself out."

"Oh, fuck" Lucifer had to snort just imagining the face of Sera at seeing one winner who wanted nothing to do with Heaven. A winner like Alastor was such a hilarious image he found himseelf almost wishing he saw it. He must have been so utterly miserable there, without being able to cause the mayhem and destruction that hell gave him so freely everyday. "That is the funniest thing I have ever heard. Heaven must have been pretty upset about that, I bet."

Alastor's smile reflected some mirth at that.

"They are not fans of me now."

"Join the club!" Lucifer laughed again, whiping away the tears from his eyes. "Ah, that is so good. So, how did you do it?" asked, crossing his arms, now genuinely invested on that story. "How did you came back here then?"

"Aren't you going to question that they let me in in the first place?"

"Nah. I stopped questioning why Heaven does the things they do a long time ago" Lucifer shrugged. "They don't ever explain themselves anyway, so what is the point, right?"

Alastor nodded, as if reluctantly agreeing with him.

"So?" insisted Lucifer. "How did you manage to get back?"

"I caused some massive fires, killed a lamb cherub as a sacrifice to summon my husband and then made a deal with him to bring me back. The end" said Alastor on a roll, as if it was a very practiced joke that he knew killed in all the parties.

Such as one, Lucifer bursted out in a fit of laughed, holding onto his knees. He was positively wheezing as he looked up again to Alastor, looking satisfied with himself.

"Oh my name!" he said, almost breathless. He shook his head up and down to himself. "Yep, that is exactly how I would expect your redemption to go down. That is fucking hilarious. Oh, please tell me that Sera was there. Please tell me that your Sera was a pain in the ass the entire time."

"She was" confirmed Alastor and Lucifer had to support on his cane as he cackled.

The mental image of the stoic, composed, righteous Sera having her hands full with disasters around him and a winner dealing with the devil was the single best thing he could imagine. Show her the power that souls could still have outside of the rules they were so fond of. Show her that their paradise wasn't actually fit for everyone. Not to mention the simple chaos of releasing something of that nature in a place fully unprepared for it as Heaven had to be a total shitshow worth admiring.

After what seemed a pretty long time, Lucifer finally managed to regain himself enough to clean his cheeks. He couldn't remember at all when was the last time he ever laughed that much at anything.

"Oh, fuck, that was great. Dare I say it, divine? Hah! I am so glad I asked now. Thanks for telling me."

"It was a deal" said Alastor, regaining the tight smile as he opened up the door again. "I fulfill my part, now it's time for you to do the same. Have a good night, sir."

"Yeah, yeah" Lucifer conjured up a hankerchief to clean up his eyes. He passed to the side of the radio demon and patted his shoulder. When he Alastor took a step back, he pulled his hand away without losing the smile. "Ah, sorry. I will get out of your hair now. You are a much funnier man that I thought, I will give you that."

Alastor made a neutral hum sound as Lucifer walked out. When the door firmly closed behind him, Lucifer let out a chuckle and walked back to the elevator. The magic revolving around their deal made a barreir between himself and the door that only he could feel. He shrugged and made his way to the elevator, thinking of how happy his Charlie was going to be tomorrow when she was told the news. Maybe she could even appreciate the humor of the first redeemed sinner actively sabotaging it all up to end up in hell again. He did at least.

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