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I was finally able to finish what I think the suit would be like! ❤️

Sorry for the lighting, it’s pretty hard to take a good quality picture with my phone.

I decided that since Lucifer outfit is supposed to be a ringleaders of a circus that Azazel’s would probably be a magician ones. To show his love for magic and the fact that Lucifer probably showed off his magic skills to him in heaven.

The pink and white represent Lucifer, red and black represent Charlie and the Purple is to represent Lilith.

(Also an idea that I can up with is that his witch hat act like a hammer space storage like Marry Poppens bag.)

Hope you like it! I’ll try to do a drawing of him wearing the suit and hat and maybe go for what his heaven appearance was before his fall.

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I like this alot!!!!!!!

it makes him a luci kinda like twins (ring leaders if you will)

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IT FEELS SO MF GOOD TO BE A HOTTIE AND JOJO STAN!!! 😭

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Almost forgot but I made it a witch hat since witches were sometimes said to have communed with the Devil and I can picture Azarel popping up when summoned and either being “Who wants to learn how to set things on fire?!” To “Here’s a recipe on how to cure a cold.”

you make me what to write a whole story about him in hell and going to earth to mess with people💀

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Hi it’s me again, I’ve been working more so I couldn’t draw the suit but I did draw what I think Azazel hat (cuz he has to have one) would look like.

I decided it would be white with the inside red, the flowers is a Yellow Rose, symbolizing friendship and joy, and Dark Pink symbolizes fondness but also the start of love which I’m sure Angel will pounce on when he learns of the meaning.

The horns are goat horns since on Yom Kippur a goat is sent to Azrael baring the of the Jewish. (Sorry if I got this wrong, I’m not Jewish and the internet isn’t always reliable)

And the golden apple is based off the Golden Apple of Discord from Greek Mythology that lead to the Trojan War.

Hope you like it, sorry for the lighting.

I like this alot it makes me think that his outfit is either going to lean more into the fantasy style of butler

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Can i have a hcs Mihawk of how he would behave with his sister/twin who’s the opposite of him. Like the exact same physical but girl version with the personality of shanks or luffy. Like very joyful and everything else? Thank youuuuuuu hope you have a nice day/night <3

Hiiiii! I'm sorry for the delay and thanks sm for the idea, I really enjoyed writing this ♡

Twin sister

Dracule Mihawk and fem!reader

You're his twin sister and how you two grow up together.

Note: nothing, just cute and fun hcs!

When you two were little people confused you a lot

You're almost identical, it is their personalities that differentiate you

Mihawk is a grump,

You're a ray of sunshine

When you were little fought a lot, over little things

Like using your doll to practice his attacks

Or how to wear his favorite clothes for your little plays

He thought you were a nuisance while he wanted to train

Personalities so opposite bring every little thing to an argument

Childhood rooms as two opposite towns

Yours in bright or pastel colors

And Mihawk's in dark tones

He called you for insults like brat or silly

But only he can bother you

Whoever dares to say something to you would find with his sword

As a teenager, I think he would be a very overprotective brother

He would push away any suitor who had intentions with you, it doesn't matter if he was a man or a woman

But only because Mihawk can read people's intentions very well

If he thinks he deserves your attention which is very unlikely he could give him a chance no, he wouldn't

But don't be left behind, you could also be very jealous of your brother

At the same time, you can trust each other completely

Share all your secrets

Just one look is enough for you to be able to understand each other

You're the only one who can make him smile and cheer up his mood

Sleepovers of gossip, movies, skin care and wine

Although you still fight from time to time

Basically the dynamic of Perona and Zoro I guess

Spill the tea time together ~~

As adults, you would both have your lives apart, but getting together to have tea often

He would also take you to the theater

He won't admit it, but loves to spoil you

He invites you to dinner, makes a good homemade food and you take care of the dessert

Mihawk loves to see you do that little happy dance when you're happy

Like when you try his food

Or when he managed to transform Yoru into a black sword for the first time

You cheer him on every little achievement

And Mihawk will never tell out loud, just in small acts of service, how much he adores you and how grateful is that you're his sister.

Extra!!!

Just imagine the faces of Mihawk and Shanks when in the middle of one of their fights, long before the redhead lost his arm, you, Mihawk's identical sister, appear shouting his name excitedly.

You haven't seen your brother in a long time and just want to hug him tight. Shanks's shocked face when is knocked down on your way to the arms of your dear brother. He doesn't think he's drunk enough to hallucinate the exact copy of his rival. A very attractive copy.

It's a matter of time before the redhead will try to flirt with you while making fun of Mihawk by calling him 'the ugly brother'. Both men would end up in another duel. Shanks only loses because is distracted by your shouts of encouragement for Mihawk.

At the end of the day, he manages in some way to drag you two onto his ship to drink rum all night. Mihawk doesn't like how you and Shanks fit together so well, like two extroverted balls of contagious and happy energy. But he is always happy to have you around.

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Hello, I hope you are well, could I ask for an Alastor and Teen!Reader, who focuses on their dynamics within the Haznin Hotel, situations like this where the reader is moody (I like that dynamic) but Alastor asks him to do something and his smile? (Sorry if it's not explained well)

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The game you've been playing, Honkai Star Rail (or anything else), had recently had an update and you wanted to catch up on the story quest. You got comfortable with snacks and blankets before diving into the game.

The last time you looked at the time it was 9:00pm.

It's currently 6:50am when you heard a knock on your door. You ignore it.

"I'm coming in." Alastor sang as he opened your door. You were buried under a mountain of blankets and pillows. You peeked out and saw Alastor sit on the side of your bed.

"We're making a new commercial for the hotel."

"Okay and?"

"You're going to be in it."

"Whyyyyyy."

"And you're gonna act lively WITH a smile unless you want me to give you something to frown about."

You groan.

"Oh come now, it's just for a 1 minute commercial.

"but it's so much work."

"Really Y/n." He sighed, "Get up and stop complaining." With a snap of his fingers, your clothes changed.

You reluctantly got up and followed him down stairs. Vaggie was more excited than usual as she approached you.

"This won't take long. If you cooperate, you'll be back to doing nothing in no time." She said sarcastically.

"Ya' know your tone was why people think you're a bi- you're mean." You have to stop yourself from cursing cause Alastor doesn't like it. He says it's improper. Alastor's smile widened at your self-restraint.

"A-n-yway let's make the commercial." She pulled you into her side and turned to face the other who, other than Nifty, looked unimpressed.

*time skip*

Charlie came back just in time to see the commercial air - before it was interrupted.

"YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING!" You jumped up from your spot on the couch.

"Nice restraint Y/n."

"I smiled and everything." You whined while dramatically leaning over his lap.

"I know and it was such a lovely smile. You should smile more." He successfully comforted you.

"That was a smile? If I were alive and saw that I would've thought I you were the grim reaper." Angel laughed. You quickly sat up and glared at him.

"At least I was moaning every line."

"I was entertaining. The only thing you had going for you was your 'smile'. "

"Both of you shut up we can't hear the tv."

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do you like lizards

Yes(◍•ᴗ•◍)

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Here's a suggestion for teen!reader and Alastor, after the battle at the end of season one, reader helps repair Alastors staff

Hello sorry for the wait.

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Angels are tough but anyone who crossed your path literally didn't see you coming. You were surrounded by a bunch of dead angels with more coming when they suddenly stopped and started to retreat.

The battle was over.

You were out of breath with minor injuries, so you decided to lie down.

"Get up." An unrecognizable voice said causing you to jump up with (weapon of choice) in hand. You were surprised to see a wounded Alastor clutching his staff. Now broken staff

"Are you-"

"Follow me."

You followed him to his destroyed radio tower. He shoved the two pieces of his staff if your hands.

"Fix it." He said as he started to descend into madness.

You looked down at the staff and then back up at him. He was clearly losing his mind, and you knew why but if you brought it up while he was like this he would surely kill you. So you tried to lighten the mood.

"I'm not a miracle worker." You joked but Alastor didn't even hear you, he was too deep into how to get out of his contract.

So you get to work on his staff but it's easier said than done. The easy part is fixing the staff itself and making the microphone work, the hard part is putting the magic that it once held back in it.

After fixing the staff itself Alastor got himself together and brought the both of you to the others. His attitude did a complete 180.

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A/n: With this post I'm glad to announce that my break is over but requests will still be closed for a lil bit.

April Fools!😭

or is it?😏

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Thank you @password08292007 and everyone who got me to 2000 reblogs!

#2000 reblogs #tumblr milestone #thank you

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I'm going on a little break

Hello. I really didn't want to write this but I think I need a little break from writing. Too much is going on in my personal life. The requests that I have I will keep. Who knows I might post them all at once when I come back but I've been too stressed/blocked to write so I'm hoping a break will help with that.

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Morning routine of local TV star

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i do not

Ykw, I'm curious.

Please answer honestly and truthfully.

PLEASE REBLOG FOR SAMPLE SIZE

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please please may I request hazbin hotel x Y/N art please with a cherry on top 🙏💗

ok but imagine them taking care of a human child reader (this my first time writing headcanons like this, tell me if y’all like it or not.)

I don’t have the brain power rn to think of how it would happen or if certain characters would kill you but like

(also I haven’t watched the recent hazbin hotel so I’m going off of the pilot for their personality)

Genderbent Charlie and vaggie

-barely proofread-

—I feel like Charlie would be kinda wary to take you in because, y’know— you’re a human! A human child in hell! He was already seen as the laughing stock when he introduced the idea of rehabilitation, but if those demons find out the son of Lucifer has been taking care of a human? It’s over.

—Not to mention it’d be dangerous to even take you anywhere. You’re young and naive. If a demon pulled up with a van saying he has candy, there’s a off chance you might listen. And even if you refused, you definitely weren’t strong enough to fight.

—That’s likely what made Charlie give in to take care of you. Vaggie’s opposition to this would surely be frightening to face though.

—Charlie would definitely adore child reader a lot

—If he ever has to leave, he’ll write a whole damn essay for whoever is cursed to babysit you

—And it would have a whole bunch of useless shit too, charlie would be extra with a child.

—But now onto Angel Dust 🤥

—Angel is Charlie’s friend of course, but he’d never trust this man to babysit you

—But say if a time comes where he absolutely must, then he’d text damn near every hour or ask persistently for a call(video call specifically)

—Overtime Angel might warm up to you, but when he first meets you he’s like ‘a kid in hell? this lil shit’s gonna die’

—he would tho

—now vaggie 😈

—(his design here might look a lil off idk)

—Now of course he’s confused, why and how tf did a human get into hell?? A child at that!

—He’s definitely against the idea of taking care of you unlike Charlie. He’ll try to warn his friend that it’d be dangerous and risky to try and keep you a secret, but if his Charlie is still on board with the idea?

—Then he won’t try to stop the man.

—He’s not really wary of you since you’re young, he just doesn’t stick around too much. But like Angel, overtime you’d probably grow on him.

—I feel like he’d be hella protective. Especially with Alastor around.

—(why did I write alastor that predator ass line)

—What would Alastor do if he finds out you’re a human? idk

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Following the ask where adam kid sees him die and decides to become general when they're older can I request years later when they're more older they act like Adam with a dash of invader zim? (They're annoying to everyone around them in Heaven and Hell, but for heaven they have high respect for Sera...but they unknowingly annoy her like Zim annoys the tallests)

Part 1

Taglist: @sugerplumig, @yukicandlewolf, @valerie-36, @kira-lovejoy

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"Y/n!"

"Oh uh, what happened?" Sera snapped you out of your thoughts.

"You were telling me what you were going to do about the extermination."

"Oh yeah!" You got excited, "As I was saying, I'm gonna finish what my dad started, We failed because we thought we couldn't be harmed but thanks to MY great leadership skills and battle strats we can win."

"It isn't about winning, Y/n. The sinners are uprising we kill as many of them to stop it."

"Okay so kill as many of them gotcha... starting with Charlies hotel." You muttered the last bit.

"What was that?"

"Nothing ma'am. I won't let you down."

"I know you won't." You were about to dismiss yourself when Emily stopped you.

"NO! Why does the extermination have to continue? We know that sinners can be redemed and-"

"Who says sinners want to be redeemed."

"Sir Pentious-"

"Was a coincidence. He was selfless and sacrificed himself. Do you really think everyone down there is the same? I'm not trying to be rude but grow up, not everyone is as nice as you. The sinners down there will kill you without a second thought."

Sera sighed before standing in-between the both of you.

"Y/n you are dismissed."

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"Hiiii Lute." You ran up behind her and jumped on her back while she was minding her own business. She flipped you over her head and you landed you your back.

*cough cough* Damn Lute *cough cough HAAAAACCK*

"I told you to stop doing that."

"Sorry not sorry." You wheezed.

"What is it now, Y/n?"

"Extermination time." You hopped to your feet and before Lute could react you pulled her into the air and flew to the golden gates. The other exorcists were waiting for you.

"THIS IS FOR ADAM, CHARLIE AND VAGGIE WILL GET WHAT'S COMING FOR THEM!" You riled up, "KILL EVERY CRACK SMOKING COCKSUCKER THAT YOU SEE!"

You opened a portal for them to fly down. The massacre begins.

Your first and only stop was the hotel. You flew straight through the ceiling and landed in the atrium with Lute right behind you.

You heard a collective gasp and chuckled, "Wow... I like what you've done with the place." You spun around as you looked at the place, it really did look a lot better since the last time you've been there. Too bad you were gonna ruin it.

You looked back at the crew and made eye contact with Lucifer.

"Who's too young now bitch." You said through gritted teeth before getting yourself ready to attack.

"Still you." He joked.

Without a second thought, you went straight for him.

Spoiler alert: You lost

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nanami kento x reader | drabble

coney island. where did my lover go?

"𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲."

ᰔ pairing. husband nanami x wife reader (f)

ᰔ summary. you're sitting on a bench in coney island, the place you and nanami met all those years ago, to talk about where your relationship went wrong. heavily inspired by the song "coney island" by taylor swift from her album 'evermore'

ᰔ warnings/tags. some pretty heavy angst. mention of blood/wounds.

ᰔ word count. 1.3k

a/n. hellooo i just had an itching to write something angsty, and i came up with something while listening to music. hope you enjoy :')

you're sitting on a bench in coney island, wondering why nanami hasn't arrived by your side yet.

pulling back the sleeve of your blouse, you glance at your watch. the evening has settled in, and it was well past the time the two of you had agreed to meet. here, where everything began all those years ago. this place, where your soul has been left to bleed dry.

it was nanami who told you not to feed the ducks any bread. before you knew him, that was all you would do. white milk bread, torn apart into pieces, tossed into the pond in front of this bench for the quacking ducks to feed on with delight. but nanami told you that's not right. he told you that the ducks cannot digest the bread the same way that you and him do. you can relate to the ducks today, unable to absorb and understand the pain within you, and in a blink of an eye, that pain takes a seat next to you.

"hello, sweetheart," nanami says, voice soft as it always is. his familiar stature is beside you in your periphery.

your eyes flicker to your watch once more. "you're late, ken."

"i know," is all he says. "forgive me?"

you do.

"i thought you were lost somewhere," you tell him, the thought sending a shiver through you. or perhaps it was the cold.

"i wasn't lost. i could never be lost, coming to this place," he assures. you glance at the skin on his hands. he looks pale, like he hasn't seen the sun in days.

you still wonder if he's lost. you wonder if that man you loved was still out there somewhere, simply wandering, trying to find his way back to you. but the disappointment is palpable, and when you close your eyes tight, the chill of the air once again bites through your bones to silence all your hope.

"i looked for you everywhere. do you know that?" you say to him. "at the park entry, across the field. by the church. i even walked by the merry-go. and i cried when i couldn't see you standing there to watch me on the blue pegasus."

from the corner of your eye, you see him turn his head to glance at you. you can see he's wearing a grey suit, the same one he wore exactly one year ago today. the one you said goodbye to him in. "it's been a long time, love. i'd wish you would let those memories go."

"we were supposed to be married forever," you barely whisper, glancing down at your ring still adorning your left hand. your eyes flicker to his hand, and the absence of the silver promise on his finger makes your soul sulk. "you've moved on from me, haven't you?"

nanami rubs his left finger with his thumb, like the sensation of the ring was a phantom limb. "i have. and i want you to move on from me as well. one day, you'll be too old to care. so don't spend another moment of your youth thinking about me."

your youth was him, from the day you met him on this bench. sprawled across it on a warm summer tuesday, reading your paperback of les misérables that had a worn out spine, gust of wind peeling a sticky note away from the page and delivering it to the front of this tall, handsome man that was walking by. he had bent down to pick it up for you, and curiously chose to read it first before handing it back. 'to love or have loved, that is enough' it said, one of your favorite quotes from the book. you didn't know what it meant at the time, but you knew what it meant now.

"were we just fools, ken?" you ask him out of nowhere. "if i had tried harder, could we have still been together? if i had let you know what it takes to be by my side, would you have still chosen to fall in love with me in the first place? how can i shake the thought that this was all a mistake?"

he shifts in his seat beside you. you still can't brave yourself to look at him. you haven't looked him in the eyes once this entire time. and you register that there's no heat from his body, leaving you feeling barren and cold.

"i would've loved you in any lifetime. there is nothing you could have done that would've kept me away," he tells you.

"so then you'll haunt me in every lifetime, too?" you ask. "a universe away from here, i'll still see your face everywhere i go?"

"no. i agreed to meet you here today to tell you that it's finally time for you to forget. those dreams of ours, of suburban holidays and tiny fingers, they can belong to someone else," he says to you, "they should belong to someone else."

you shake your head, feeling tears prickle in your eyes. christmas, winter snow, the oaky warmth of the fireplace. fresh spring air, wildflower blossoms, trees turned lush and new. salty air, summer breeze, mist of sprinklers over brown grass and skin. but by the time autumn came, there was nothing left but heartache.

"what if i asked for your forgiveness?" you say. your hands play with the bag of white bread in your lap. you thought he would scold you for it, for not remembering the wellbeing of the ducks, but truthfully you had simply forgotten. because it was like you were the version of yourself before meeting him, and you needed him to save you again.

"there's nothing to forgive," he replies. his voice is hoarse, like he's running out of air to breathe as the sun begins to set over the horizon. like this time spent together was something bought, not gifted.

"i'm sorry," you say, because you felt like you needed to say those words. "i'm sorry for how mean i was to you the last time we spoke. i don't know what got over me, but i really wish you had just stayed." your eyes prick with tears as you stare down at your lap. "i wish you weren't so quick to leave my side, even though i told you to go."

nanami places a hand over yours. you finally notice the scars and open cuts, fresh with blood. "i know, darling. as much as it troubled me to leave, i didn't want to stay and hurt you anymore."

you felt suffocated. "if i could turn back time, i would. i would go back to that moment, last week. and i would tell you to stay, so that i could've had you for the rest of a lifetime."

his thumb runs circles over the skin of your hand, but the movement is rigid and stiff. "was it last week?"

"it was." you're not mistaken, but he will try to convince you otherwise.

"i don't think so, darling."

"it was last week."

"it's been much longer than that. fifty-two fold longer."

yes. today was the anniversary. of when you buried him in the grey suit that he wears right now.

"you see my face wherever you go, hm?" nanami says to you as the tears begin to freely flow down your face. "well, when i got into the accident, the last sight that flashed before me was your face. i'm happy. i'm so happy that the last person i thought of was you."

blinking, wet drops falling onto his pale hand in your lap. "you should've stayed," you whisper. "that night, you should've just stayed with me. i would've said sorry, and i would've loved you forever."

you're sitting on a bench in coney island, wondering where your lover went. because when the sun dips underneath the horizon, his hand disappears from your lap, and you finally turn your head to look at him. but he's gone.

and when you blink the blur of salty tears from your eyes, you realize you were never sitting on that bench, waiting for him. you were standing in front of his gravestone, hoping that he'll talk to you again someday.

a/n. gege would love this one

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Here is two face drawings of what I think Azazel looks like, I used a redial color since you said that Morning Doves blend into the background and since Hells background is largely red I made it that way but I was thinking of making it white due to how Heaven background is white.

I also made one where is skin is a light grey color sort of like Sera and Emily’s.

I’ll start working on what I think his outfit is like next but I will probably be similar to Lucifer’s.

I love it!

I see the vision and it works.

thank you so much❤️❤️

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Hi not a request but you know how Lucifer looks like a Cocktiel well I was wonder what type of bird Azazel would resemble since I plan to try to draw him even though I’m not a great artist.

Thank you for your time I hope you have a good day

I was thinking a mourning dove. I love that bird it's like it blends in with everything else, like you can hear it but you can't see it. I also love the sound it makes.

I love seeing drawings, I can't draw for shit so a literal stick figure will make me happy

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