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41, write whatever your heart desires!

"Ned." In the single syllable, Lucifer's ordinarily calm demeanor slipped into something mortified. "What are you eating?"

"Comfort food," Ned answered, mouth full of styrofoam. In their hand rested the bitten remains of a cup that had once held a particularly potent human world wine.

"I see."

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I just drew him with a friend.

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The new soundtrack

If anyone wants to hear it // If anyone has the translation please tag me I want to see 🥺

(Sorry about the Beel's noises in the beginning ksksks)

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Oh lawd Ned bby what is you doin’ ?༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ

OC-tober Day 17: Drunk 

⚠️ Lesson 19 Spoilers! ⚠️

According to certain myths, humans had drinks stronger than any supernatural being.  That’s what Ned had thought, drinking Asmo under the table, until they remembered that the beer Mammon had back in the human world hadn’t even slightly affected him. 

Demonus wasn’t so much a weak psychoactive; it simply had no effect on humans.  It reacted with abyssal blood, creating a sensation of reduced coordination and mental capacity.  

“How are you feeling?” Solomon asked. 

Ned groaned.  “Tipsy.  Ya sure human esp… eshp… testing, is ethical?” 

“Well, you’re no longer fully human, as this has proven.” 

Keep reading

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“PSA for authors in the fandom - crosspost on Wattpad. Yes, there’s a major stigma and yes, the quality of other content will probably be lower. But the part of the fandom that’s on Wattpad is so supportive. One person will leave dozens of comments on a single fic because Wattpad allows users to comment on specific paragraphs. And although they can’t reblog, the people there genuinely interact. The truth is that majority of the Obey Me! fandom sucks in terms of people showing their appreciation for content creators, particularly so on Tumblr, but reading through Wattpad comments on my fics is the sole thing that gives me the serotonin to keep writing. 10/10 would recommend for all.”

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Sasherd???

YOUR DRAGON NAME

last two letters of your first name

middle two letters of your last name

first two letters of your mother’s name

last letter of your father’s name

mine would be Urlelan. Reblog and tag this with yours!

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Danusha Laméris, Bonfire Opera: Poems

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What’s so bad about periods

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SCREAM IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!!!!!

If I hear another person tell me that Mammon is just a whiny character that has nothing more to him than how childish he is, I'm going to kick their face in.

And let me tell you- you do NOT want a 3rd Dan TKD Blackbelt to kick you.

^ LOOK AT MY BOY REASSURING LUCIFER THAT HE DOESN'T REGRET FALLING WITH HIM.

LOOK AT HOW DESPITE BEING A PART OF THE WAR HIMSELF- DESPITE FALLING AND PROBABLY ALSO BEING HURT BY IT ALL, HE'S STILL THERE, PUTTING FAMILY FIRST.

HE EVEN HECKING WENT AROUND TO CHECK UP ON HIS YOUNGER BROTHERS AND REPORTED BACK TO LUCIFER:

THAT BEING SAID. If I hear another person even try to convince me that Mammon is the worst brother because of how childish and greedy he is- I'm inverting your ribcage.

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Solomon sketch practice

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reblog if you think straight aces/aros are valid members of the lgbtq+ community

like if you don’t

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26-year-old Jamarion Robinson’s grandmother Beverly Nixon said her grandson was bipolar and schizophrenic. Still got shot 76 (!!!) times. Would a white person get the same treatment?

The witness said he saw more than a dozen patrol cars at the complex where US Marshals killed Robinson on August 5, 2016. Why were there no behavioral specialist? Surely one of them would know how to interact with a bipolar schizophrenic better than the police.

I’m absolutely disgusted.

Here’s Jamarion’s mother’s GoFundMe in case anyone is willing to help.

#JusticeForJamarion   #BlackLivesMatter

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Slay King

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how to draw arms ? ? 

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I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT

To prove something to a friend, please

REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES

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JBWGENFYKEGRFNGRNYJUK THIS IS PERFECTION! I adore this <3 

Ghuleh

The soft, melodic sound of a piano echoed in the room, just muffling the crackle of the fireplace. A hoarse whisper speaks over the soft tone as the drums are then introduced along. His index finer gently tapped the dark stained oak of the chair arm, steady along with the beat, yet. Then came the keyboard, the sound distinct amongst the other instruments. His head lulled back, the gaze of crimson eyes settling onto the ceiling above him, watching the the shadows flicker.

The only light to fill his study was the bright, orange glow of fireplace from behind. Lucifer sat in one of the velvet red chairs placed in the center of his study. Long legs stayed neatly crossed over, but stretched out as he sat in a relaxed posture. 

Simply by the addition to a vocalist was a given this wasn’t the morning star’s usual choice of classical music. No, it was one of the Rock vinyl’s he had acquired after the concert. 

He spent a long evening on his usual lineup of paperwork and other mundane tasks. And though he had the intention of beginning to settle down before he would be off for bed, given by his posture and the glass of demonus sat on the table before him, Lucifer felt something with a distinct sound and quick beat was what he was seeking. The vocalist faded out, his hoarse whispers fading with the growing of the organ as the front sound. Just then, the beat quickened and then came the dark hum of a guitar and he rolled his shoulders to the notes. He could feel every strum vibrate on his finger tips as though he held the instrument in his hands.

Lucifer tapped his foot to the beat as his hand bounced as if he cued the vocalist to return. 

The moon is full and shines An evil blinding light

The sound began to build to the chorus, and the fallen archangel closed his eyes and sank further against his seat. Along with the singer, he mouthed the words as his hands stretched out and clenched to the notes. 

Zombie Queen Zombie Queen Black light guides you Ghuleh, Ghuleh

His hands fell to his lap, Lucifer now seeing the drum before him and each index finger the sticks. He was thankful the door to his study was magically bound, if his brothers could see him. The mighty demon was absorbed into the song, feeling the rush of each note run through his being as he even went as far as to play drums not even before him.

He found moments where he could truly allow himself to unravel, to bear himself lacking in the last few hundred centuries. Having this moment, Lucifer certainly wouldn’t waste it. 

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Lady Squad 2.0