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cl1n1callystrang3 · 2 months
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HUUUUUUH⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️
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ladyinbl00d · 2 months
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i need this.
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cult-of-dollbabies · 11 months
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this person's caption obliterated me on the spot at like three in the morning
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evilscuderia · 2 years
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this literally doesn’t make sense what a joke
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lycanthropicture · 1 year
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i do have to say the utter joy and exuberance roy was radiating at watching a bunch of young men tug on each others dicks in public. the fact that jamie thought his literal penis fell off and roy said. ok so im thinking we do it again but worse this time. castration enthusiast roy kent you wouldve looooved ancient rome
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dollyyyhouse · 2 years
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Hello! I was able to read all your works and I must say that It's impressive. <3
I was wondering if you're actually fine with writing something like a revenge version perhaps for all the characters in Cheating Au of yours. If you do not want to then I understood since I did saw that you mostly write angst only, but I really would love to see how you would write your revenge version of these Au.
That's all, I hope you continue writing since you're doing well at this. Always stay safe and Thank you! ヾ(^-^)ノ
I loved writing this! I don't mind writing other things that aren't angst, I'm totally fine with most of the stuff people request ^^
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A viciously strong scent began to suffocate Lucifer's office, it was a scent he adored on you— he would always buy the perfume for you whenever he saw it at a store. While you loved it too, after finding out about his little affair; you couldn't bare to wear it any longer. The scent would make you angry— yes, you were sad too but it felt like the anger consumed you the most.
So here you were, in his office, spraying all of the bottle onto his papers. You could've cared less what they were about, you only wanted to ruin them. Looking up at the clock, "He should be home soon, hopefully he likes the little surprise." you mumbled to yourself. Twisting the lid off of the perfume bottle, struggling a bit but finally managing to get it open; you dumped the remainder out in random spots of the office. "Maybe I should just break the bottle..?" You questioned the idea, and in the end, you tossed it against the wall— just for the glass to shatter all over the room and even end up slightly slicing your cheek.
A gasp escaped your lips, you rushed to wipe off a little bit of blood as you heard the front door open. You pulled a lighter from your pocket, quickly setting the papers along with his desk on fire. When you realized that the fire wasn't spreading as quickly as you hoped, you grabbed a couple of books from his bookshelf and began to tear the pages; throwing them into the fire. "Well shit," you said to yourself, "this isn't how I planned this to go." In a moment of frustration you grabbed the Demonus that was on the shelf, smashing the bottles all over the room and even setting some more things ablaze.
Smoke was filling the room along with the hallway, it was beginning to suffocate you too much— you ran out of the HOL by jumping through a first floor window. You straightned your clothing, running off when you heard a few screams coming from the inside. You didn't know where you were going, but you knew that wherever you ended up would be more tolerable than having to sit with Lucifer during lunch and dinner. His ego was growing unbearable, he refused to own up to his actions and after you ended it, he provoked you more and more. Having to see your ex was awkward in itself, but having to live with him was worse. Maybe you were taking it too far by lighting his entire office on fire, but it wasn't really like you cared. Deep down you knew he'd never change his prideful ways, you knew it from the beginning but didn't want to admit it— now, after hearing excuse after excuse, you finally ripped off the bandaid and told yourself the painful truth.
It wasn't like you could just stop loving him, that would take an eternity, so when you found yourself slowly falling for his charms again after the two of you broke up; in a moment of rage you grabbed the lighter and the perfume bottle. If you wanted to run back into his arms again, this made sure you wouldn't be able to. Maybe hating each other for the rest of your life was best, the trust between the both of you had already been broken. You had nothing to lose at this point.
@retrospacealien
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taraxacum-vulpes · 4 months
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HELLO?????
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pluto123456978 · 11 months
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what is this should i be worried............
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sashannarcy · 2 years
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STOP WALKING ON THAT
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donbrothers · 1 year
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😦
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c-orgiis · 2 years
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great ad. thanks
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angliclamb · 2 years
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why are mfs so scared to make a move on someone they like and then complain abt the person not making moves either like
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restingmimikyu · 2 years
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😦😦😦⁉️
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worstlovesong · 2 years
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cemeterything · 7 months
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self-proclaimed body language "experts" are so frustratingly hilarious because they seem incapable of understanding that people can lie to you
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blastburnt · 8 days
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i need a spray gun for every time my friend says she's so ugly
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