Trick or treat!!
Hello my friend can I please have an Obey Me trick?? Thank you and I hope you're having a lovely day/evening! <3
your gif's given me a wonderful idea cc...
"aww, can we keep it?"
"absolutely not. and don't let satan know you have that-- i'll never hear the end of it."
your lips curl into a pout that makes lucifer's eyes flicker up from his paperwork. he sighs and pulls his reading glasses off, setting them on the desk to get a good look at you.
"i've been over this a million times with satan. none of us are home enough to care for another pet. there's so many places for it to get stuck, or sneak out through open doors... there are a million better homes for something like that than the house of lamentation."
the pout doesn't leave your lips as you pull the small black kitten closer to your chest, leaning back until you lay flat on the sofa in lucifer's office.
"you have cerberus."
"he was a gift."
damn. the kitten flops over onto your sternum and purrs, making your smile in delight and run a finger across its little tummy. you don't even flinch when it's easily riled and it lunges to sink its claws into your skin-- all worth it for the sweet, sweet victory of fluffy kitty belly.
lucifer doesn't quite resume his paperwork-- not when his gaze is glued to the way you curl with the kitten so carefully, exceedingly cautious as you run your fingers across your torso to coax it into a game of chase. your eyes glimmer in the warmth casted across the room by the low flames of the fireplace.
you look best when you're relaxed, he thinks. when there's not a care in the world on your mind, body slumped across his furniture like you belong here. when did you become so comfortable invading his personal space? when did he get so comfortable letting you?
not even a year into the exchange program and he's already grown soft. all over some human.
the kitten snuggles against your neck, purring against your skin and making you chuckle under the miniscule weight of its tiny body on your windpipe. maybe lucifer can put off rehoming that fuzzy creature until tomorrow.
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I’m thinking again about how the TMA fandom can’t just be normal about Daisy like everyone is either uwu-ifying the murder cop, or making her into the mean lesbian trope, or outright ignoring and misunderstanding her character arc like. Y’all realize that the entire point was that she couldn’t make up for what she’d done and tried anyway, right. That she’s awful person who did unforgivable things, and she knows this. She isn’t trying to earn forgiveness because she knows she can’t, she’s trying to be better going forward just because it’s the right thing to do. The whole point was that someone can be unforgivable and still want to do better. That she was willing to change, even if that change would never be enough.
Acting like her “redemption arc” suddenly makes her a good person is the worst take ever but acting like her arc was worthless because she’s an irredeemable piece of shit is also Bad.
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Luigi’s gotta be the safest guy in the world. His brother, his best friend, and his husband will all gladly resort to violence if anything happens to him. Of course I imagine that’s about as frustrating as it is comforting.
Luigi, tiredly shuffling a deck of index cards: Okay, let’s try this again. Someone bumps into me and spills their coffee all over me. What is the appropriate response?
Mario, Daisy, and Peasley, in perfect unison: Kill them?
Luigi, sighing: No.
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I just wanna know how 7x09 goes from being this goofy, hilarious take on Groundhog Day, with moments like Daisy and Jemma casually DYING on the floor, with Deke proceeding to have a mental breakdown over it (because HELLO he just watched Daisy and his nana dramatically drop dead on the floor), while Coulson groans with annoyance about how much of a pain in the ass it is. And, of course, “phlebotinum”, and Enoch casually destroying everybody, and Coulson slowly but surely losing his mind, some cute Dousy moments too, among other absolute gems.
Then you get straight up gut-punched by conversations like Daisy and Coulson’s, about the irony of the time loop being a metaphor for his fear of the inevitable future where he will have to watch every single person he cares about die because someone “decided he should.”
Like wow. Hit me right where it hurts, why don’t you? (I could make a whole post about that conversation alone.)
Not to mention the power of Enoch’s last scene:
“Does it hurt?
It does, a bit. But it's not the physical pain that troubles me. I am acutely aware that in my thousands of years observing humans, I never used to feel lonely. I've been alone many times. To be candid, I preferred it, but it wasn't until I met this particular team of SHIELD agents that being alone meant feeling lonely. And I don't care for it. So, I am feeling, as you might expect, some anxiety now…
You don't have to. You're not alone. Daisy and I will stay with you right up until the end.
That is very kind of you. But, it's that last part, isn't it? You can stay with me up until the end, but you cannot come with me at the end. I will have to leave you and I will have to do that alone and I can't help wondering when that happens, will I feel lonely?
I can say with some authority that you're not wrong. Dying is lonely. But the feeling is temporary, at least for the person dying. The ones who are left behind… less so. I guess that's the one advantage to going first.
Yes. It's different watching your friends go before you, isn't it? I've been through that as well. It can be harder to stay than to leave. I'm sorry, Philip J. Coulson.
Enoch, the team will carry on the mission. We will survive because of you. Thank you.
You are most welcome. But Agent Johnson, while your friends will indeed survive, the team will not.
What do you mean?
I have seen the future. Carry on this mission and cherish it for it will be your last mission together.
That's not possible. Enoch, this is my family.
Of course. Yet, this is the nature of families. I have seen it countless times on countless worlds. People arrive, so we celebrate, and people leave us, so we grieve. We do what we can with the time in-between but the cycle is always there. No one escapes it. Not even me.
Which means you are not alone. You are apart of that cycle.
Like every other living thing.
Fitz... he was my best friend.
And you are a good friend to Fitz. You are a good friend to all of us.
As I have always...”
Like holy SHIT, man. I am on the FLOOR. It never fails to get me each and every damn time. I resonate on such a deep level with that entire scene, and it honestly affects me so greatly, even to this day. The emotional chokehold that it has on me is unmatched. Someone put the entire thing on my grave tbh.
I could go on about it forever, but basically, 7x09 is just my favourite episode of television ever, and I can say that wholeheartedly. Hats off to everyone who worked on that episode (and every episode let’s be real) I swear. It will forever hold such a special place in my heart.
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Things I noticed about The Great Gatsby that might help put the book in perspective:
-It takes place during Prohibition. Although the book is constantly filled with people drinking, the making and selling of alcohol was technically illegal and had been since 1920.
(Note: this is also why everyone gets mad at Daisy when she wants mint julep when they get to the hotel. Unless they smuggle in alcohol from home, it’s a ridiculous thing to ask.)
-1920′s humor included absurdism and wit, which combined humor and intelligence or ‘sharp’ intelligence. Daisy makes witty comments throughout the book. When she talks about Ferdie in a ridiculous way and Nick continues the conversation as if he thinks she is being serious, they are essentially joking with each other in the conventional way of the period.
-Nick is older than Tom, Daisy, and Jordan. He is not only an outsider in terms of location and wealth, but in terms of a (slightly) older culture looking in on the newer generation. When Nick leaves Jordan with the comment that he is “5 years too old to lie to [himself] and call it honor,” his insult carries extra weight because he is saying she is too young to mature herself enough for a reasonable conversation.
-It takes place after World War I, during a time when the US aggressively pursued an isolationist stance. The US did not want to become involved in any overseas wars. Most of the main characters in the book served in some way during World War I.
(Note: This story was written before Germany began to loom as a threat in the years before World War II. When Nick calls the deaths at Gatsby’s mansion a Holocaust, it did not have the same connotation it has today.)
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I swear every time Luigi and Daisy kiss and/or dance either in art or in a written story (or are simply shown as the cuties they are), my heart grows in size and feels so warm and full, and it gives me YEARS of life, and I feel like melting, and I scream and cry and kick my feet because I love them so DEARLY 😭
And you guys write/draw them SO WELL. I feel BLESSED to be part of a community that not only loves these two sweeties as much as I do, but also portray them perfectly in your creations, with their different personalities matching together and them being two lovebirds that only want to spend together as much time as possible 🥹 I love them with all my heart 💚🧡✨
Thank you SO MUCH for blessing me with Luaisy content. They've always been my favorite couple and I couldn't be happier to share my love for them with you all 💖💖💖
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