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scarletevening · 1 day
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I think I’m going to think about this youtube comment forever
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scarletevening · 1 day
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I think I’m going to think about this youtube comment forever
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scarletevening · 5 days
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Reading amazing fanfiction, then forgetting to bookmark it
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scarletevening · 12 days
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idek [ keegan p. russ ]
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trust this is a healthy way of coping cw: angst, mostly comfort, gn! reader, i have curly hair, so all of you do now too.
if you want to scream and wail, it would be into his shoulder, all while his hand cradles the back of my head, his lips trailing kisses down my hair, down to trace your nose as the lump in your throat turns your cries into pathetic excuses of sobs, whining and moaning in desperate anguish as he soothes your aches and sores, inside and out. keegan, who wants to hold you still as your stomach shakes with each struggling breath. to squeeze you close to make sure you remember he's there, holding you, here for you. to gently whisper into your cheek, cooing nothing but love as his voice melts your rigid body, silky like chocolate as his breath slips down your skin. to rub the corners of your eyes with a small smile as he teases me, just to see my lips twitch up the slightest bit. to continue to hold your close even when all thats left are your reddened eyes and your soft snores. so that all he does as rock you in silence as you rest in his arms, his hand tangled in your hair as he lets the curls wind around his fingers. as he continue to brush his thumb across your cheek even though you're soundly sleep.
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scarletevening · 13 days
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Palestinian activists get their message across on Londons iconic Tower Bridge landmark- one of the cities most historic buildings. We need a ceasefire now.
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scarletevening · 14 days
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how to grow the fuck up
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scarletevening · 19 days
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glances [ barbatos ]
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cw: suggestive/flirty, fluff foul language, v informal, fem! reader bring back the obey me fandom fr
Barbatos loves, and i mean loves, to tease. to everyone else, he seems so put together, like a statue with a perfectly graceful smile, but every time he catches you in a quiet hallway at RAD, that fool-proof smile breaks with a phrase you never expected to hear from one who's supposed to be subservient.
he loves, adores, lives, for the way your eyes flutter away as you cough, trying recover from your flustered state. he loves the way you grin and laugh, the way your eyes meet his in a cheeky smirk as you bump your hip against him.
but barbatos' favorite thing, as much as he loves those other moments, is when you tease him back. when you brush his hair 'back into place' even though its never been out of place. when you pout and tilt your head up at him. when you press into his side, the feeling of your breasts against his arm sending a shiver down his spine. when you whisper words that'll keep you out of hell in the same hallway he did.'
even though he may be a devil, a demon, a cursed being, he will never be able to think any sin of the way you try [ and struggle ] to help him as he bakes. or when you bother him every evening [ he gave in ] to give him a message [ he's a fucking demon he doesn't need it lmao ]. he can't help but enjoy your company as you sip and sit in silence, tapping his shoulder shyly when you asked for help on your homework.
he loves the way you slowly learn to look past his smile, the eyes are the windows to the soul, right?
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scarletevening · 19 days
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glances [ barbatos ]
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cw: suggestive/flirty, fluff foul language, v informal, fem! reader bring back the obey me fandom fr
Barbatos loves, and i mean loves, to tease. to everyone else, he seems so put together, like a statue with a perfectly graceful smile, but every time he catches you in a quiet hallway at RAD, that fool-proof smile breaks with a phrase you never expected to hear from one who's supposed to be subservient.
he loves, adores, lives, for the way your eyes flutter away as you cough, trying recover from your flustered state. he loves the way you grin and laugh, the way your eyes meet his in a cheeky smirk as you bump your hip against him.
but barbatos' favorite thing, as much as he loves those other moments, is when you tease him back. when you brush his hair 'back into place' even though its never been out of place. when you pout and tilt your head up at him. when you press into his side, the feeling of your breasts against his arm sending a shiver down his spine. when you whisper words that'll keep you out of hell in the same hallway he did.'
even though he may be a devil, a demon, a cursed being, he will never be able to think any sin of the way you try [ and struggle ] to help him as he bakes. or when you bother him every evening [ he gave in ] to give him a message [ he's a fucking demon he doesn't need it lmao ]. he can't help but enjoy your company as you sip and sit in silence, tapping his shoulder shyly when you asked for help on your homework.
he loves the way you slowly learn to look past his smile, the eyes are the windows to the soul, right?
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scarletevening · 21 days
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scarletevening · 22 days
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glances [ barbatos ]
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cw: suggestive/flirty, fluff foul language, v informal, fem! reader bring back the obey me fandom fr
Barbatos loves, and i mean loves, to tease. to everyone else, he seems so put together, like a statue with a perfectly graceful smile, but every time he catches you in a quiet hallway at RAD, that fool-proof smile breaks with a phrase you never expected to hear from one who's supposed to be subservient.
he loves, adores, lives, for the way your eyes flutter away as you cough, trying recover from your flustered state. he loves the way you grin and laugh, the way your eyes meet his in a cheeky smirk as you bump your hip against him.
but barbatos' favorite thing, as much as he loves those other moments, is when you tease him back. when you brush his hair 'back into place' even though its never been out of place. when you pout and tilt your head up at him. when you press into his side, the feeling of your breasts against his arm sending a shiver down his spine. when you whisper words that'll keep you out of hell in the same hallway he did.'
even though he may be a devil, a demon, a cursed being, he will never be able to think any sin of the way you try [ and struggle ] to help him as he bakes. or when you bother him every evening [ he gave in ] to give him a message [ he's a fucking demon he doesn't need it lmao ]. he can't help but enjoy your company as you sip and sit in silence, tapping his shoulder shyly when you asked for help on your homework.
he loves the way you slowly learn to look past his smile, the eyes are the windows to the soul, right?
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scarletevening · 25 days
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guys, i love simon riley, but i gotta, like, write about my absolute obsession with barbatos rn so simon riley is in writing but barbatos is in WRITING.
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scarletevening · 29 days
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𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐦: 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐰𝐨
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pairing: barbatos x gn! reader
prompt: baking
obey me! masterlist || hollysm event
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“I am most grateful for your assistance today, my dear,” Barbatos said as he led you down the castle halls towards the kitchen. His hand splayed on the small of your back emanated a pleasant warmth even through his gloves and your clothes. “After all, I am not familiar with the recipe you have given me.”
A few hours ago, your demon had texted you, asking if there was something you craved from back home. Reason being, Diavolo expressed the wish to taste some Human Realm baking and Barbatos of course lived to serve. Naturally, there was someone’s opinion he valued as much as that of the Young Master.
“I hardly think you actually need my assistance though,” you chuckled. After much contemplation you had settled on something simple but perfect for the dropping temperatures outside. “If I can make cinnamon rolls without assistance, it’ll be a cake walk for you. I’m actually afraid they’re so far below your league you’ll feel offended.”
“Oh nonsense,” Barbatos shushed you gently as he prepared the ingredients you had listed for him. Turning to you, he gently brushed over your brow with his thumb, smoothing out the frown on your face. “I find that the simplest recipes yield the best result at times. Besides, it would be nice to have something quick to resort to in a pinch.”
“Alright then,” you agreed, pulling on the apron Barbatos had handed you. “I can hardly wait to eat your baking again, Barbs.”
“You know you must only say the word and I will gladly make whatever your heart desires. And do not use the excuse of ‘not wanting to burden’ me, love. You could never burden me.” At his smile, you turned to check if the oven was already preheating or if it was you that was radiating heat. “Now then, please observe carefully and correct me if needed.”
It was not needed. 
Barbatos had combined all ingredients as you instructed him quicker than you had seen before and in no time the dough was already sitting under a towel to rise. As he wiped down the counter, which wasn’t dirtied at all, you leaned back and watched the muscles flex and relax under his shirt. 
“How peculiar,” Barbtos remarked with a teasing tone, giving you a smile over his shoulder. “I do not recall staring a hole into my back being part of the recipe.”
“It’s the most important step though,” you said without hesitation. Normally, while he was working, Barbatos was the epitome of propriety but with only the two of you around, he too could let the mask slip a little. And he did so when he caged you against the counter.
“Suddenly I am reminded of something which should help shorten the time the dough needs to sit,” he said as his head dipped down so your noses nearly touched. Looking up to see bright specks of verdure focused solely on you, your breath hitched.
“Is there really something that can shorten time?” You exhaled airily, your words fanning over his cheeks as your gaze shifted to his lips. “That sounds impossible.”
“I am positive,” Barbatos whispered before he closed the gap between the two of you in one smooth motion. One of his hands came to hold your chin between his thumb and index finger and he pecked the corner of your mouth when he let you go again.
“Perhaps you are right,” you mumbled, then leaned in again, pulling him in by his apron.
It felt like hardly any time had passed until Barbatos was back to rolling out the dough, spreading the cinnamon over it and cutting the roll into pieces. While he looked like nothing happened at all, his clothes back in place and composure neutral, you could still feel your lips tingle as you tried to straighten out your apron in vain.
By the time the oven beeped your treacherous heart had calmed down again despite Barbatos stealing knowing glances at you the entire time. You were happy when you could inspect the mouth watering cinnamon rolls and blame the heat of your cheeks onto the freshly baked goods.
“They smell delicious, honey. And I bet they taste even better,” you swooned, heart eyes directed at both the tray and the demon responsible. “See, I told you, you could handle it without me.”
“I’d beg to differ, darling,” he smiled at you as he plated a roll and sat it down in front of you. “After all, who else could taste test my creation but you?”
You grinned at him before taking a bite out of the warm pastry. Immediately, the cinnamon-y flavour burst across your tongue as the dough practically melted in your mouth. Closing your eyes in satisfaction, you savoured the treat as you hummed in contentment.
“I take it they are to your liking?” The knowing glint in his eyes told you you needn’t respond for him to know the truth but you did anyway.
“I don’t think I ever had cinnamon rolls this good. They taste fan-ta-stic-,” you sighed dreamily, imagining snuggling up on the couch with a hot drink to pair them with as you conveyed your endorsement by pressing a kiss to both his cheeks and then his forehead between syllables. “You should try them too.”
“Perhaps I shall,” Barabtos mused and then his mouth was on yours, tasting the flavour lingering on your lips. You let out a surprised noise and the demon took the chance to deepen the kiss, groaning against you.
“You’re right, the taste is divine. It might be my favourite yet.”
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scarletevening · 1 month
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you can click on this button once daily to help palestine and support other causes in the middle east for free. it takes literally 5 seconds and could help save lives so please take the time to click and share this link.
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scarletevening · 1 month
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i knew nair smelled bad but DAMN.
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scarletevening · 1 month
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you can click on this button once daily to help palestine and support other causes in the middle east for free. it takes literally 5 seconds and could help save lives so please take the time to click and share this link.
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scarletevening · 1 month
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you can click on this button once daily to help palestine and support other causes in the middle east for free. it takes literally 5 seconds and could help save lives so please take the time to click and share this link.
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scarletevening · 1 month
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you can click on this button once daily to help palestine and support other causes in the middle east for free. it takes literally 5 seconds and could help save lives so please take the time to click and share this link.
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