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#i srsly appreciate every one of you
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#(theyre reasoning:#we recognize it as a temp agreement made for the purpose of giving us some sort of income and independence until we get a job)#(my reasoning:#the stuff we do is all stuff we'd do anyways out of obligation (or enjoyment for certain things) anyways)#(verdict:#still out)#(conclusion:#either way we take it for granted that we have this opportunity in the first place. we've gotten used to living pretty damn comfortably#and we need to take a step back every now and then and realize how lucky we are.#maybe stop worrying over things like this and consider more “what can [i] do to help others” or whatever else#<- voice of a girl who wants to do volunteer work again so fucking bad#anyways long storg short: appreciate what youve got and know it wont last forever. you have it better than most and#it may be difficult to believe how good they are when theyve hurt you so badly but [one of them is] trying to change for the better#and that diesnt mean you need to forgive them but it does mean you need to try living less in alert mode#<- talking to a boy with “live in alert mode disorder” lol#srsly tho. itll be hard but we need to liwer our gaurd a bit. not to make us vulnerable but so we dont get so caught up in the past that#we reject that present and fuck up the future.#youre friends (probably) like you#even if youre annoying#and you're a lot safer than youve ever been before. have hope they'll be gone soon and then you'll be even safer.#youre living a relatively good life nowadays (esp in comparison) and you dont want to miss it or take it for advantage#youre doing youre best. if someone had a problem they'd tell you. maybe try to ramble ur thoughts less.#just delete the damn messages next time if you really can't help it#<- you dont realize youre doing it until after its done so best option probably#also try to get more sleep. take ur meds on time.#also also respond to your roleplay#also also also roy hasnt made the rp starter yet. consider trying to make one? itll be a challenge but you need that challenge#<- relevant: make hcs for ur characters and add them to proper channel mwh#<- <- <- all today. please.#)
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ohbother2 · 3 months
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I read your Lucifer headcanons and OH BOY I'M IN LOVE!! You write him excellently!!
Could I request some more Lulu pieces? :') Maybe a reader who's sad and melancholic by nature being drawn to Lucifer's absolute banger of a personality because he's so showy and fun (while also like. he Gets it, he gets sad too)?
Hi! Aahh thank you!! That's so nice of you to say!
I'm not sure if you meant you wanted this as a head cannon or a fic so I wrote it as a fic? Hope you enjoy! (if it's not what you want you can always request again and I'll be MORE than happy to do another one :) srsly)
Word Count: 6.5K
Lucifer x melancholic reader
You had been in hell for quite a few years, carving out a small life of your own through the decades that had passed, and after many years of working any job you could find, taking up any extra shifts that presented themselves, and spending and living cautiously, you had managed to rent a nice flat for yourself in a rather affluent sector of the Pride ring. That accomplishment, however, did not last long. Good things never did in Hell.
The last extermination had been particularly cruel, and your street had been targeted particularly hard. Thankfully you had been away at a friends place at the time (a little tradition the two of you had formed over the years) but when you returned the next morning the street you used to call home was no more. Barely any citizens of the accompanying streets had survived, and all of the buildings and businesses had been forced to collapse in on themselves as a final fuck you from Heaven.
Life in Hell was hard, and every year the weight across your shoulders and pressing down against your heart seemed to grow. It was endless, and by the time you had managed to scramble the remnants of your life back together the next extermination happened, or the next Overlord turf war, or god-knows what else happened down here. You were not a particularly optimistic person, and this recent upheaval of your life had placed you in a rather dire situation. It had been a steady declination over the years: you barely smiled, the gnawing worry of something about to go wrong always sitting heavy in the pit of your stomach, you couldn't really remember the last time you had felt truly, inexcusably, happy.
That had been three months ago now, and in that time you found yourself a steady job working at Hell's newest establishment: the Hazbin Hotel. The owner, Charlie, was a sweet girl and always bound over ecstatically to tell you about her ideas for the 'redemption of sinners' (you had a hard time believing in her dreams yourself, but you admired her unwavering optimism). She always tried her damnest to drag you into the 'group-activities' the residents of the hotel partook in, and you often found yourself being wilfully dragged along by the wrist, muttering lame excuses about needing to clean, before plopping next to someone and joining in on the fruitless fun.
Charlie's father was an illusive figure, and in the three months you had been here you hadn't seen him, but you often heard Charlie muttering about him to Vaggie. Despite his physical absence, the head honcho of hell himself seemed a rather doting father, constantly ringing Charlie and a gift-basket arriving at the front door whenever she lamented about a particularly bad week.
You had accepted this new style of life, dutifully completing your chores, keeping your head down to avoid trouble in the form of the Radio Demon, and spending your nights drinking at the bar with the other residents. You were secluded, quiet, but a pleasant presence that the others around you slowly grew to appreciate. Everything had finally settled, and after three months, you had mistakenly believed nothing would change until the next extermination came along.
How wrong you were.
You had been abruptly awoken one morning by Niffty of all creatures, picking your lock with the knife Alastor had gifted her and clambering onto your bed, bouncing on her heels excitedly and yanking the quilt from your shoulders.
"Niffty? It's 6- go back to bed." You motion away laconically, trying to burrow into your comfy sheets. You didn't have to be awake for another hour.
"He's coming! He's coming!" She chirps excitedly, brandishing her knife dangerously as she jumps about. "Up! Charlie wants the place spotless before he arrives!"
"We have another guest?" You stifle a yawn as you sit up, one hand rubbing at your eyes as Niffty attempts to drag you by your fingers to your dresser. You let her struggle, not budging and watching tiredly. "Arriving this early?"
"Yes! He'll be here in two hours and we need to clean!"
"Two hours?" You sigh heavily, making a show of laying back down as Niffty squeals at you to get up. The little woman is persistent, and you can feel her shadow looming over you even from behind closed eyelids. "Is he that important? He better be fucking royalty if Charlie expects us to clean for two hours."
"He is!" One eye cracks open, and you stare at Niffty incredulously. "Lucifer is coming! WE-" She grabs a firm hold of your top and yanks. "NEED-" tug "TO-" tug "CLEAN."
"Lucifer?!" You bolt upright, Niffty falling off the bed to the floor with a yelp. You peer over your side-table to look at her. "The Lucifer? Charlie's Dad Lucifer? The King of Hell Lucifer?"
"What other Lucifer would it be?" Niffty sasses, dusting herself down as she springs to her feet. "The baddest bad boy." She grins at you, and you suddenly feel incredibly uncomfortable. "We need to make a good impression! I need to make a good impression! You know he's single?" She bounce on her feet as you clamber from your bed, hurriedly sifting through your drawers. Two hours to sort this mess of a hotel out? You'd have more chance of suddenly coming back to life. "I love bad boys- Sir Pentious was such a let down but Lucifer? Oh My Go-"
"Yes, we all like a bad boy." You nod along, Niffty's eyes brightening as you agree. "Don't tell Sir Pentious that, he considers himself quite a bad boy, you'll hurt his feelings."
"Oh, he already knows." Niffty shrugs nonchalantly, hopping restlessly from foot to foot. "Now come! We have work to do!" and with that, the small woman goes speeding from your room, leaving you standing, disheveled, with a cluster of clothes in your arms. You blink slowly, rolling your shoulders, this was going to be a long day.
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Two hours had gone by in a blink, and now you stood, slightly out of breath, lined up with the rest of the staff near the bar as Charlie paced in front of the entrance to the Hotel. You hadn't stopped moving all morning and your back and shoulders ached, having to hoist Niffty above your head to reach the hard-to-reach places you usually wouldn't bother cleaning. You were wedged between Angel Dust and Husk.
The door opens with a slam, ricocheting into the wall as a man bundles the princess of hell into a tight embrace with a gleeful yell. "Charlie!" The short-statured man lifts the blonde from the floor, swinging her around as he continues to chirp happily. "It's so good to see you! Have you grown? You feel taller!"
"It's good to see you too Dad!" Charlie tries to respond, and you stifle a chuckle into your hand as she gasps around the vice-like grip Lucifer has around her torso.
"Dad-!" Charlie finally tugs free, and you elbow Angel Dust as he snickers. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. These are our residents, this is-" Charlie begins to introduce everyone, but Keekee takes that moment to appear between Lucifer's legs.
"Keekee!" He all but squeals, and your eyes widen in shock at the pitch his voice takes as he squats down to fuss the happy cat. You share a pointed look with Angel Dust. Lucifer is distracted, again, as Razzle and Dazzle fly into his vision, and he immediately reaches for them with a joyous laugh.
He fusses them even more so than the cat, laughing to himself and twirling his cane between his fingers as he beams at the creatures. Charlie looks embarrassed, you notice with a sly smirk, rubbing her arms and trying to guide her Dad's attention away from the animals fluttering about his head.
You can't help but find this version of Lucifer rather jarring. You had been expecting a rather serious, intimidating, and otherwise authoritative man to come stalking into the Hotel. This version? This white-suited, rosy-cheeked, tall-hatted man with an ear-splitting grin was anything but the image you had been conjuring in your head ever since you had stepped foot in Hell. The brim of his hat flops as his head finally snaps towards your direction, and he straightens it with unfaltering confidence as he swaggers over.
You can't help but notice how much warmer his grin is compared to Alastor's, whose grin seemed to hide a threat behind it in most situations.
"Oh!" He stops short as Niffty barrels through Angel Dust's legs brandishing a pan of freshly baked cookies, with copious dollops of red icing splattered across their surface. A welcoming gift no one had asked for, but she had taken it upon herself to provide them anyway.
"Ah! What kind staff!" Lucifer entertains the woman, bending at the waist and looking at the cookies with raised eyebrows. "Thank you! But I will have to decline my dear, as young and dashing as I look" he wiggles his brows mockingly. "I must be careful with what I eat! When you reach 10,000 you'll understand."
He skilfully breezes past the tray with a bow of his head and a wave of his staff, distracted once again on his journey to greet Sir Pentious.
"Oh my-" He taps his cane against the carpeted floor as he spins, soaking up the main foyer. You had to admit, it didn't look much better from the state it was in before you had woken up. You pick at your sleeve nervously.
"Oh well, would you look at-" He makes a series of sounds as he surveys the inside of the hotel, brows furrowed contemplatively as he nods to himself, gesturing at nothing in particular. "Well- it certainly has character Char-Char!" He turns to his daughter, still beaming, completely unaware of Charlie's growing regret at having invited him over in the first place.
"Now! Time to introduce me to your friends. Who are these fine ladies and gentlemen?"
Charlie is quick to pull Vaggie to her side, holding her hand as she nervously introduces her girlfriend.
Lucifer practically vibrates at the news. "You like girls! Oh- so do I! Look at that, we have so much in common!" He motions between them excitedly, immediately extending a hand out to Vaggie, and yanking her into an equally as crushing hug as he tells her to 'put it there'. You watch as Vaggie struggles to breath over the man's shoulder, the man finally releasing her with an airy laugh and a comment about how pretty she was and how lucky Charlie is.
You smile despite yourself. You rather liked this version of Lucifer.
He finally turns to Sir Pentious, who withers in his skin and salutes, half out of respect, half out of terror.
"Your Majesty." Pentious doesn't move as Lucifer watches him, grin faltering slightly at the snake's lack of movement. He swiftly moves on with a 'thank you' grin brightening as he extends a hand to Angel Dust.
"Look at you! What I wouldn't do for those legs-" Husk splutters from beside you and you have to bring a hand up to hide the way you bit your lip to refrain from laughing. Lucifer only reached halfway up Angel Dusts' torso, and didn't shy away from emphasising the height difference by craning his neck at a near 90 degree angle to look at the others face. "Oh not like that! Forgive me. Though, you do have very nice legs, I meant your height. You could make a man jealous."
Angel Dust takes the opportunity, Lucifer spluttering over his apology, to bend down in some semblance of a bow, sultry smirk permanently etched onto his cheeks. "Heya, short King." For good measure, he places a kiss on the back of Lucifer's hand.
"My, my-" You have to commend him for not yanking his hand out of the spiders grip immediately, and watch tensely as he takes a minimal step back, straightening the lapels of his jacket: you were next. "what charming guests! I see why you insist on staying here Char-Char."
He stops before you, both hands resting atop his cane as he grins widely, a soft energetic thing that you can't help but replicate. "And who might this lovely lady/gentleman be?"
"And this," Charlie rushes to your side, evidently aware of your nerves. "is an incredibly valued member of our staff. Y/N. They've been working here for around 3 months and the place would've fallen to disrepair without them and Niffty."
You smile softly, bowing your head in respect as Lucifer finally stands before you.
"No need for that my dear, a friend of Charlie's is a friend of mine." He extends a hand which you tentatively take, shaking your hand firmly and watching you from beneath the brim of his hat. He was nothing short of charismatic, a perfect image of gentlemanly friendliness and cocksure confidence. Despite this, you couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated, he was the King of Hell after-all. "To say this place is still standing after all these years is nothing short of a miracle! You must truly have a golden touch." He waggles his fingers at you to emphasise his point, tilting his head inquisitively as you lightly blush at the compliment, averting your gaze for a moment. The man before you was truly some sort of magician, a purveyor of witchcraft of some sort: his presence was so large, so demanding, so absolutely enchanting you didn't have the capacity to think about any of your normal worries, nor the way your shoulders and back ached. In that moment, it was just him, and his silly little antics, and that was all.
"Thank you, sir. I'd truly be lost without Niffty-"
"Yes, the baker." He nods, cane nestled in the crook of his arm. You both decide to ignore the way Niffty squeals at the fact he remembered her from not even 10 minutes ago. "And no, absolutely not. Do not call me 'sir' under any circumstances." His voice was light and airy, clearly poking fun, not conveying any of the threat of violence that would usually accompany someone of such stature. He tilts his head again, grinning at you, wafting his hands around aimlessly. "Makes me feel old. I certainly am old, but I like to play into this fantasy that I'm not. Help an old man accomplish his dream won't you?"
"Certainly, Lucifer."
"And how have you been finding working at the hotel? I hope my dear Charlie here hasn't been working you too hard - she does sometimes forget not everyone is as energetic as she can be."
"Dad, stop making fun of me in front of my friends." Charlie goes to loop her arm with his and drag him away, but he remains rooted on the spot. Battering her reaching hands back with a laugh and a spin and a tap of his cane.
"I'm not poking fun at all Char-Char!" The grin he adorns, and the upturn of his voice indicate he very much was, and was very much succeeding in embarrassing her. "and you, Y/N? The hotel?"
"Hard work, but I've loved every moment of it." You lie, thinking back on the many times you had been up to your shoulder in some sewage piping, and the stench that had followed you for days. "The people definitely more so than the actual work: the plumbing." Your pinched expression and open disgust has Lucifer laughing, leaning onto his cane as he listens intently. "I don't know how it's all still standing but it is so we must be doing something right."
"That's it!" He hops excitedly on the spot, cane falling into his hand and tapping against the floor. In a surprising turn of events, he grabs your hand and spins you along with him. "That's the spirit! I see why Char-Char hired you."
He releases you surprisingly delicately, leaving you in the same spot he found you, withdrawing his hand from your elbow and returning it atop his cane. With a nod of his head and another grin he moves on to Husk, before being whisked away by Alastor, the man gripping the tip of Lucifer's cane firmly and practically dragging him to another part of the hotel with Charlie and Vaggie in tow. No one dares move until the chattering of the group fades into the distance, and you release a breath you didn't even know you'd been holding. You go to turn to Husk, about to make fun of him for his reaction over Lucifer's comment about Angel's legs, but four arms gripping your shoulders and biceps has you spinning in the other direction. Angel Dust has a firm grip of you, and drags you close, face mere inches from yours. You stare back with wide eyes.
"What the fuck was that?" He asks, almost giddy, shaking you at the shoulders as Husk and Sir Pentious stand either side of him. "You sly little- our little friend has the King of Hell gagging for it!"
"What." You attempt to pull yourself away, but the spider is surprisingly strong. Your eyes flicker between each of the men: Angel Dust is practically gushing on the spot, shaking you excitedly, Sir Pentious looks rather teary-eyed, and Husk has an infuriating smirk that he was doing a poor job at hiding.
"He asked you to entertain his fantasy! That's foreplay!" Angel lifts you from the floor for a moment, dragging you close to stare deeply into your eyes. "And you played along! Ha! Didn't know you had it in you, toots."
"What? Angel- that is not foreplay!" You just accept the shaking, moving your arms with what little freedom they had to try and calm the ecstatic man. "It's small talk! This is a hotel, not a porn set, not everything leads to sex."
"You liked it!" He ignores you completely.
"You did have a rather besssotted look." Sir Pentious unhelpfully adds, clasping his hands in front of his chest and rocking himself side to side. "It was sssweet-"
"I've never seen you smile so much." Husk pipes up, arms crossed in front of his chest and a smug smirk aimed your way.
"He's very charismatic." You argue, and that was true. The man had come barrelling into the hotel with an entertainers flare and had somehow maintained the thousand-mile-a-minute charisma no matter what had been thrown his way. You could admire that. "And that's rich coming from you." You chirp back, finally untangling yourself from two of Angel's four arms. "You nearly choked when he mentioned Angel's legs."
"I was taken by surprised." Husk remains unflappable, but you don't fail to notice the bristling of his wings. "Stop deflecting. For once, I think Angel's right."
"I'm always right!" Angel Dust argues, finally releasing you and swinging an arm over Husk and Sir Pentious' shoulders. "And I say Lucifer's whipped, and you're gagging for it too."
None of you had noticed Niffty, who had been stood behind Angel Dust's legs for the entire conversation. You do notice her, however, when she starts sobbing on the spot, big fat tears streaming down her cheeks. The three men spring apart at the noise, and you all turn to look down at the distraught woman. This was not going to be easy.
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Lucifer had stayed at the hotel for quite a while, being shown around by Charlie, Vaggie and Alastor whilst the rest of you returned to your normal duties, except on your best behaviour. Niffty had set to work exterminating the bugs around the hotel, throwing herself into work to avoid thinking too hard about how the 'baddest hottest boy' didn't seem all that interested in her or her biscuits, Husk remaining stationed behind the bar and dutifully serving drinks to Angel and Pentious, and you with a broom sweeping the foyer just to give yourself something to do.
One of Alastor's 'friends' had shown up whilst he and Charlie had been showing Lucifer the bar, and now Mimzy was left in Husk and Angel Dust's faithful hands as Alastor continued the tour. You didn't like her very much, and had been pretending to be incredibly busy to avoid having to talk to her.
Vaggie had joined the bar 10 minutes ago, and you had swept closer and closer to hear the discussion, despite the proximity to Mimzy which you'd rather avoid.
"Alastor's dragged him into some pissing contest." She groans, reaching for the drink Husk slid her way. "The Radio freak really doesn't like him, it's non-stop. I've never seen Alastor this close to going full freak-mode, it's worse than when Angel tried to sit on him."
"Maybe he's jealous." Angel grins, gaze turning towards you. You take this as your sign to leave, but he calls your name before you can. "Y/N here captured the Big Bosses attention earlier. You know Alastor, he doesn't like being upstaged."
"Oooh, you captured Lucifer's attention?" Mimzy swivels in your direction. You grip your broom harder, really wishing you had left the room when you had the chance. "You?" She doesn't hide the way she looks you up and down, and suddenly here voice becomes much more snide. "What did you do to impress him? Care to tell a girl a secret?"
"I didn't." You argue, tapping your broom against the floor. "He said hello to all of us, and that's that. He's just very friendly."
Mimzy opens her mouth, but the building suddenly rocks and the font doors bend under the weight of something. A man's voice yells from outside the hotel, and Mimzy suddenly has other worries on her mind. "Oh, shit."
A portal opens in the foyer, and Charlie and Lucifer hop through, Lucifer closing it with a snap of his fingers.
"What's going on?" Vaggie shouts over another loud slam. Mimzy hides behind the bar, much to Husk's dismay. After revealing the debt she was currently under, and the reason the loan sharks outside were particularly angry, you all stand in silence, every glare aimed in the short blonde's direction.
Suddenly, a flaming ball of something crashes through one of the ornate windows on the face of the hotel, and everyone shrieks as they dive for cover.
"My windows!" Niffty shrieks as Angel hauls her out of the way of falling debris. Sir Pentious off-handedly passes you a plate of biscuits as he slithers past, yelling about being under siege. You don't have time to acknowledge the plate in your hands, dropping it abruptly as you dive out of the way of another piece of ceiling. You were too far from the bar to seek shelter, so you begin sprinting in the other direction, aiming for the stairs. Suddenly, a figure crashes into you, strong hands grasping your arms and tugging you along with them. The staircase you were about to charge up explodes in a shower of wood and cement.
Your head snaps to the right and you make eye-contact with your saviour, Lucifer's bright red eyes staring back at you, and releasing your elbow with a smile and a pat of your shoulders. "This is exactly what I was telling Charlie!" He seems satisfied at his correct predictions, but he frowns at the damage as he pulls you further back from the creaking pile of wood. "You can't have nice things in Hell."
You breath deeply, rattled at how close you had come to being crushed, but Lucifer seems completely unaware of everyone's terror, standing back and commentating to himself, and now you.
"I'm afraid all your hard work, and golden fingers, and whatever else is going to waste." He laments, tugging you away from another falling piece of ceiling. "It's a miracle it stayed up this long- hey!" He pulls you towards him again, side-stepping a piece of rubble elegantly as it crashes into the floor where you just stood. One hand still on your waist, he twist his cane with his other hand, frowning at the big lump of brick and cement.
"We just finished fixing the ceiling." You comment, frowning at the chunk of beam along with him. Your arms cross in front of your chest: this would take weeks to clean up. You could feel how sore your body would be afterward.
"I'm sure I could lend a helping hand, my dear." He grins, swinging his cane in an effort to bat a piece of ceiling tile away from his foot. "In fact, I'd love to. There's nothing better for the soul than some good hard physical work!"
As if suddenly realising where his other hand was, he lurches back, eyes widening as he makes a show of fixing his hat, gloved hands sliding along the brim and collecting the dust that had fallen onto it. "Ah, sorry about that. You just, seem to have a knack for standing right under the debris about to crush you. HA ha." That laugh was the first one of the afternoon that lacked genuity, and you didn't fail to notice the way he corralled you close to him as he kept an eye on the ceiling. "Can't have my daughters favourite employee turned into mulch after only meeting you for an hour."
"I'm not her fav-"
"Oh yes, you are." This time, he uses his cane to playfully guide you towards him, hooking it around the crook of your arm and pulling you along, walking backwards as he chats and surprisingly avoiding all debris in his way. "She won't ever say, but I know. And I can see why, you're mine too." He makes an extravagant shushing movement with his free hand, and pushes the tip of his cane into your side to emphasise his point. "Don't tell the others, they'll be jealous and I'm afraid there's simply nothing they can do to take your pedestal from you."
"Well, I-" You nearly fall over your own feet: what the hell were you supposed to say to that?
"But that's our little secret!" The pair of you finally make it back behind the bar, where Angel Dust, Niffty and Husk squatted, covering their heads. Upon seeing you both, Angel Dust makes a grab for Husk's attention, grinning wickedly. "Now you're all safe, I'm needed elsewhere." Lucifer unhooks his cane from your arm, pushing you with the tip of it towards Angel Dust. "Don't let that one go." Lucifer points at Niffty, who was trapped in Angel's arms as she moaned about the state of the hotel. "Or this one." He points at you now. "Abysmal survival skills, I'm telling you." And then he was gone, disappearing through a portal to some other location in the hotel.
You shuffle in closer to Husk, the feline stretching one of his wings above your head in precaution, the other doing the same for Angel Dust and Niffty. You see Angel Dust lean forward, shit-eating grin on his face. You pretend you can't hear his teasing.
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Lucifer had frequented the hotel much more often after that, and true to his word had assisted in some of the restructuring despite Alastor being able to fix the majority of the damage with his magic. You had found yourself, despite knowing better, growing closer to Lucifer, finding yourself actually looking forward to his visits. He was so energetic, so absolutely unhinged but in the best kind of way, that you couldn't help but look forward to his presence.
He almost always sought you out during his visits, always checking up and asking about how you had been finding the work. He often jabbed, asking if you felt as though you were being redeemed, and you actually entertained his jokes. They weren't at your expense, unlike Angel Dust and Husk, and they weren't targeted at some deep-rooted insecurity, like Alastor's often were. He was like a caricature come to life, and brought just the right amount to excitement to your life. You called your feelings towards him merely friendly, everyone else said otherwise.
Despite this newfound friendship, or 'this absolutely maddening foreplay' as Angel Dust called it, you still had bad days. Today was one of those bad days. The next extermination was closer than the previous one, and you had been feeling the typical stress around such an event. It didn't help that you had grown to care so deeply for the other inhabitants in the hotel - even Alastor to some degree, despite his aloofness - and your worries only seemed to grow the more you realised you didn't want things to change. You were happier here then when you had had your own flat the year prior, and the realisation that it could all be whisked away just as easily was terrifying.
You needed a day to yourself to sort your mind out, but you didn't want to pressure Charlie with your worries, so here you were, sweeping, hiding a frown and trying not to think about too hard about anything in particular. No one had seemed to pick up on your downtrodden mood in the last few days, but Lucifer always had a way of shaking things up.
Lucifer arrived around midday, greeting everyone with typical pleasantries and whisking Charlie away to discuss something about her meeting with Heaven. You were secretly glad he actually had something to do during this visit, you didn't want to ruin the relationship you had by raining on his parade.
You busied yourself, taking control of the tasks outside of the communal areas in the hopes you wouldn't bump into the blonde man. You would just catch up with him next time he visited. Lucifer however, had began searching for you as soon as he had finished discussing what he needed to with Charlie - he hadn't seen you in nearly a month, having been too busy to stay the last few times he had visited, and he was beginning to miss you.
He had had to school his behaviour massively after the first month of knowing you, finding himself thinking about you a little too often, modelling his ducks with features similar to yours, and just being a rather sappy mess. Charlie had mentioned this newfound behaviour to him, noticing the uplift to his mood around you, and the way he always just so happened to find himself in the same room as you in the hotel. He had denied the allegations at first, and had tried his hardest to remain nothing but friendly. But that had absolutely wrecked his mood, and the amount of space you took up in his mind only grew the more he tried to stay away. He had admitted to Charlie his growing feelings towards you, feeling his daughter had a right to know. Charlie had been ecstatic, and had been his biggest wing-woman.
He had even stopped wearing his wedding ring, and it now sat in the first drawer of his desk wrapped in silk. Charlie had cried when she noticed, hugging him tight and telling him how happy she was that he was finding someone for himself. He had cried too.
He still had yet to tell you, but baby steps.
He eventually found you on the hotel roof. He had searched everywhere, and was about to give up his efforts before he remembered helping you bring some furniture to the ceiling, smiling at your comments about enjoying the peace and quiet and the cool fresh air. He found you where he expected; sat on battered sofa he had helped you carry up here, a book in your lap and head turned towards the skyline.
"Y/N, there you are! I've been looking everywhere for you." He closes the door to the roof behind him, walking over with leisurely steps, tapping a soft rhythm with his cane as he approaches. "My what a beautiful sight! Lugging that god-awful sofa up all those steps was definitely worth it!"
You jolt in your seat, and he frowns as your furiously wipe at something on your face. You think better of turning towards him, bowing your head down as you curse internally. You had thought he had left, fuck.
"Lucifer!" You still don't turn towards him, head held low and trying your best to remain composed. His frown deepens at the shake and crack to your voice. "I- I didn't realise you were still here."
Lucifer hesitates in his steps, approaching much more slowly. "I wouldn't leave without at least saying hello, how rude of me that would be." He comments softly, coming to stand behind the sofa. "My dear, is everything all right?"
You breathe deeply, wishing you would disappear on the spot as he rounds the side of the sofa, hand sliding along the fabric as he does.
"Oh, sweetheart, what's wrong?" He questions, crouching next to you and trying to catch a glimpse of your face. His voice was so soft, so utterly and completely different to anything you had ever heard come from him. You almost sob when you glance at his big round eyes, filled with nothing but concern. You didn't want this, you didn't want him to see you like this.
"I'm sorry." You stutter out, pressing your palms into you eye sockets and leaning on your knees. "I just-" What? You were sad? For reasons completely out of anyone's control? What would be the point in telling him? "I don't know- it was a bad day."
Usually his cane tapped against you to gain your attention, but this time you felt two warm hands - he had taken off his gloves, when had he done that? - grasping delicately at your wrists. He tugs lightly, coaxing them down into your lap and holding them there, a thumb running over your knuckles as he waits, patiently.
Realising you weren't going to say anything else, he takes a deep breath.
"You know, everyone has bad days. But I don't think sitting all by your lonesome will help." He hesitates, and your bloodshot eyes lock with his. For the first time you've seen, a frown tugs at his lips, and his eyes look sad. "I would know."
He slowly sits next to you on the sofa, placing his hat on the floor with one hand still holding one of yours in your lap. "You know, I have a fair few bad days - more than I'd care to admit." He speaks slowly, gently, careful with his words but honest, genuine. "When I fell from Heaven, hell, even once Lilith left- well, I didn't know what to do with myself. I'm man enough to admit."
You huff out a laugh, and he smiles sadly at you. "And sometimes, sometimes people are sad for no particular reason because being here is hard. Life was hard, never mind death." You laugh again at the accuracy of what he was saying. A hand comes to gently rest against the underside of your chin and jaw, gently lifting your face to his. You follow his movements, and your lip quivers at the look of complete concern he sends your way.
"But you're- you're you." You stress, and he laughs at the absurdity of it. "You're amazing, and so good at cheering others up, and you make the people you're around so happy." You sigh deeply, completely unaware of the way his heart flutters a the compliment - he made you happy? A watery smile makes its way to his face. "And I- I don't. I'm just-"
"You make me so happy." He interrupts abruptly, not caring for his dearest secret that he was letting slip. "and the others in the hotel, even Alastor, who you know I despise, and it infuriates me that he gets to spend so much time with you, because he is so lucky." His hand falls from your chin, playing absentmindedly with a strand of your hair. "So lucky that they get to spend so much time with you. And they know, Alastor wouldn't stop bragging about you when we first me, it drove me nuts. And Angel Dust? He practically never stops talking about you."
Heat rises to your cheeks, and you feel your chest swell with something, not pride, not confidence, but something far more fond.
"But, that doesn't always fix our problems. You can be sad regardless of all that. Sometimes there is nothing you can do, but it always helps, and I mean always, when you talk to someone." He scoots minimally closer on the sofa, knee pressed against your own. "You don't even have to say what's wrong, but company is so much better than one's own thoughts."
He sends a pointed look towards the book you were attempting to read, and now lay against the floor. "And for one I think I'm much better company than some book."
You laugh properly this time, wiping at your puffy eyes. "Thank you."
Lucifer seems to gain some confidence back at hearing your laugh, and he puffs his chest in pride. "Having said all that, I hate seeing you cry. Can I please stay?"
You smile, agreeing.
"I have just the remedy for days like this." He grins, his usual cheerfully personality returning. "Now, come here." He extends his arms, beckoning joyfully. You stare, uncertain. "I may be the Big Boss but I don't bite, all the time." He winks, and he pulls you towards him without further question, dragging you in close to his chest as he rests back against the plush armrest. You freeze for a moment, unsure where to place your hands, where to rest your head, and he seems to pick up on your dilemma. A hand comes to cradle the back of your head, pulling you in close to rest your cheek against his chest, right above his heart, and he tucks you tightly under his chin, arms snaking their way tightly around your waist.
You sigh, relaxing into his warm embrace, and your heart rate picks up as you feel warm lips press against your temple, a soft murmur of "There, much better." breathed against your skin in a low voice.
He rests his chin back over the top of your hair, watching the skyline and trying his best not to combust on the spot. He hopes you can't feel his heartbeat through his jacket, but he would much rather you be pressed against him than not at all.
"Fuck that book, next time something happens, or there's a bad day, you come and find me. Yes?" A hand runs up your bicep absentmindedly, and you can feel the rumble of his chest beneath you.
Your worries were not gone completely, and that familiar sadness still clung to the pit of your stomach, but you could get used to this. This was definitely better than some book.
Perhaps Angel Dust was right, for once - perhaps you did feel a little more than friendship for Lucifer, if the thrumming of your heart and the fluttering of your stomach was anything to go by.
"Of course, Lucifer. And the same if you have 'one of those days'. Deal?"
He grins. "Deal."
Charlie screams when Lucifer tells her about what he did, and Angel Dust screams even louder when she lets him know.
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folkling · 1 year
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Welcome to Windbrook! I'm finally ready to release the first version of my Windbrook save file. Thank you everyone for all the love, you kept me going when I felt like throwing in the towel.
I'm going to sleep now. Hugs and Kisses, enjoy!
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Moving on, as of right now Willow Creek is the only world made over. Please note that this save file was built using Srsly's Blank Save. What this means is EVERY WORLD besides Willow Creek (the world I built in) and San Sequoia (Growing Together expansion pack) is empty. Please feel free to use your own lots and sims to fill the other worlds. Ultimately, I plan on building every world with a realistic mid west aesthetic; but that's months in the making. All that being said, this is not a finished save file! ________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Please watch this YouTube video by the wonderful EvvieSimmer on how to install save files.
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If you use this save file, please don't claim any of the lots or townies as your own, I'd appreciate it. Please tag me in screenshots, I'd love to see how your sims are living in Windbrook!
________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Sort of required CC: amoebae OMSP Shelf HIGHLY RECCOMENDED CC: Default Skin Tone Optional CC: This save file is 99% custom content free. However, in order for the townies to look like how I intended, you will need to download these presets: Hi-Land Luumia Northern Siberia Winds 1 2 Obscurus SammiXOX 1 2 3 VibrantPixels MagicBot Sliders: MagicBot Default Mouth Slider Default Nose Slider Default Chin Slider Default Eyebrow Slider
There's one piece of CC in the laundromat and convenience store lot, the arcade machines. They are not required, but you can find them here: Simadream
________________________________________________________________________________________________________ IMPORTANT! Packs And Kits: All packs and most kits except My First Pet was used to create the Windbrook save file. I heavily used Everyday Clutter kit, Bathroom Clutter Kit, and Basement Treasures kit. Owning all packs and kits simply isn't a reality for everyone, and I apologize that for those who don't own all the packs and kits, you might not get the full experience of the save. That being said, all packs and kits are not required. The game will notify you that you are missing content, and will will replace them with another item - after that, everything is functional.
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If you use this save file, please don't claim any of the lots or townies as your own, I'd appreciate it. Please tag me in screenshots, I'd love to see how your sims are living in Windbrook! ________________________________________________________________________________________________________
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unorthodoxx-page · 7 months
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I truly hate to be this person: when will a tale of spirits update again?
i love your writing so so much, I read everything up to bread crumbs all at once sometime on July and it sPARKED THE SEROTONIN OH MY GOODNESS ALL MY BABIES ARE MAKING FRIENDS and I have been checking literally every week since if it’s updated.
Good writing takes time but is there like a date you’re aiming for to release the next chapter? Soon? Mayhaps? An earlier post said chaps 20 and 21 were in the works and my hopes were high.
of course of course of course run on your own time and take as long as you need until your happy w it. But a vague goal for release or confirmation of hiatus would be so appreciated bc I just re read the most recent chapter and I am TREMBLING with anticipation srsly thank you so much for bringing this fic into the world I love it so much
sorry for the long ask!! Basically any form of an update would be stupendous
So, A Tale of Spirits timeline update! Chapter 20's probably going to be released within the next sevenish days (Yay!) After that, there will be another hiatus (not too long, maybe a month and some change) and then the next update will be the whole thing. And when I say the whole thing, I mean the WHOLE thing. Like, switching the status from in progress to complete lol
It's going to be one massive update, and I'm being honest this time lol. That's what's been slowing me down outside of regular life. The overall rearranging, rewriting, and scrapping of certain aspects of the Fic.
Anyway, when chapter 20 drops that '20/?' will show the total amount of chapters for the story so you guys know what to expect.
And again, just to reiterate, the update after Chapter 20 will be the ENTIRE thing. I'll even make an 'update imminent' post the day/night before the uploading begins.
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lovedrruunk · 20 days
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Hi! I saw that you were taking requests! Is it alright if I can request venture with reader that loves placing kisses all over their face? Hopefully this is alright with you if not feel free to ignore this!
'Kisses galore ⊹.(⸝⸝ ˆ ³(⁎˃ ᴗ ˂⁎)˚.
Venture (Overwatch x GN reader)
[Established relationship!]
Authors note!!! (;° ロ°); third....venture.... post......I have like 5 posts in total... well anyways!!! idc cuz i luv them! and i love YOUUUU AHH tysm for requesting this it was super fun to write i hope u like it !!!! also sorry its pretty short! I kinda wrote it on a whim wanting to post it before I went out so its not proof read either (Im actually so late rn its not even funny okay srsly gtg bye!)
Y’know that one tiktok trend that was popular last year where someone would be reapplying lipstick and then the camera would turn and its their s/o covered in kisses yea yea that’s just you guys all the time lol
In the beginning of your relationship they’d get all flustered and have this goofy grin on their face whenever you’d smother their face in kisses. Oh? And how do they react now? The exact same! Literally nothing has changed since the first time you’ve kissed them, they still giggle and look away. No matter how long its been they just can’t seem to get used to your affection
They could be hit by a bus going 200mph, in critical condition and one kiss on the nose from you would get them up and doing a little jig going yippee!
They might pretend to be annoyed or irritated but really that's just because they love playful banter and it’s pretty obvious how they feel about your kisses by the way they laugh and refuse to let you pull away
Their favorite moments with you are when you're laying over them somewhere enjoying each others company with your hands on their cheeks and your lips all over their face
They're pretty ticklish overall so kiss sessions usually turn into laughing fits
Although 99% of the kisses you share are all in good fun there are those times when they're sad or angry and you're kisses can't help but feel a bit more intimate and loving (please kiss their tears away!!!)
They appreciate you so much like they literally can't get enough of you. They cherish every kiss like it's the first and definitely act like it too. If you tell them they're blushing they'll deny it with their whole chest meanwhile looking like 🟥
“Augh! You’re suffocating me!” You and Sloane had been neglecting all your duties for the day in order to lay on the couch and bathe in the warm sunlight seeping through the windows. You both had been watching some random brainrot on their phone when you got bored and decided to pounce on them planting loving kisses all over their face. "Oh shut up" you playfully roll your eyes as you kiss them on the lips this time.
"One of these days I'm gonna die and you'll regret not listening to me" "Boo hoo" you giggled at their melodramatics deciding to pull away from them, but before you could you felt their hands tighten around you holding you in place.
"I mean... Dying in your arms doesn't sound so bad..."
"Yea yea whatever" You mumble happily as you lean down again pressing a kiss to their cheek.
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azullumi · 9 months
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“and they were roommates” ; ayato & baizhu
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summary — what is he like as your roommate? in correlation, how does he often act around his home shared with you?
includes — ayato and baizhu (w/ gender-neutral reader) ; separate
tags — fluff, modern au, domestic fluff if you squint so hard, no established relationship, some sprinkle of smau ; headcanons
note — i srsly dont know what ayato will take in college ; masterlist
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ayato, your rich and sweet roommate
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nice, sweet, caring, and gentle, he’s one of the best roommate you’ll ever ask for. it’s a wonder that he doesn’t have a ring on his finger and it’s no wonder that you two are mistaken as a couple from how you act around each other—having matching mugs and items, doing a lot of things together, and most likely choosing to spend time with one another even if there will just be silence.
despite the fact that he’s often busy and holed up in his own room, he still looks after you and as well as himself and you also do the same for him. he tells you if he won’t be able to come home or will be late, reminding you to keep the door locked and closed every time, and he worries for you if you’re nowhere to be found in your home. he opts for eating together with you and would even take you out.
he loves coffee—strong ones—in the morning and occasionally during the night when he’s busy working on something, perhaps some projects and paperworks. he appreciates it whenever you come knocking on his door and bringing him with a cup of it. however, nothing can beat his love for boba and milk tea, he often comes home sipping one on his hand and another one on the other hand that is for you.
is a messy but organized type of person and his room is a great example of that. it’s messy and things are everywhere the place but not displeasing messy—the papers are all compiled yet cluttered on his desk, his laundry isn’t folded but they’re all in his basket, his blanket is unfolded or wrinkled but that’s the only disorderly thing on his bed, and more.
but despite the untidiness of his space, it’s never dirty. he doesn’t keep plates and such in his room and will always eat at the dining area (he also washes the dishes if he’s done), he disposes of his garbage in the proper place, and he cleans after himself every time.
baizhu, your caring roommate, also a medicine student
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extremely caring and attentive but not to the point that it’s suffocating. he’s helpful with the chores and is even patient when guiding or teaching you when you’re not used to some things. although the burden of all of the tasks doesn’t just rest on his shoulders as the two of you have schedules to specific ones and often take turns such as in cooking—it’s no problem, however, if one of you are unable to accomplish the task assigned.
he’s always the one to prepare breakfast and will be willing to pack you something, he cares for your wellbeing a lot and is not afraid to show it. although you wonder how he’s able to work so hard despite his busy schedule. he wakes up early, makes breakfast, does whatever he has planned for that day, and always comes home on time if ever he goes out. he also goes out for groceries, usually asking you if ever you want to accompany him or if you need something so that he can get you it.
you notice how he gets tired easily and avoids straining himself, would opt for asking for help from you if ever he needs to carry something heavy such as grocery bags. on that note, you sometimes find him passed out on the couch on a random afternoon but he wakes up easily, however—even if it’s just the smallest noise.
he organizes everything, food goes into the pantry or the refrigerator if needed, kitchen items and equipment will stay in the kitchen (absolutely no knives anywhere outside that area), personal belongings are not to be littered and mixed up with the other’s (he’ll lightly tell you off if you leave your things scattered), and the medicine should be stored in the proper place—he puts labels on some of it so that it’s not mixed with another one and to avoid confusion.
random facts about him: he prefers tea as its much healthier, doesn’t walk around the home barefoot, and he remembers where everything is placed—he has quite an incredible memory.
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ughgojo · 2 years
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—𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐈 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐃𝐎
ft: bokuto kōtarō, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, miya osamu, suna rintarou, kageyama tobio
synopsis: little drabbles of quirks/headcanons i think haikyuu boys have
content warnings: none.
notes from the author: wake up babe, new ughgojo post just dropped! not but srsly this is a repost from my other blog that i just revised lol i’m going to try n come out with better content in the future i kinda missed writing. likes, comments, and reblogs are always greatly appreciated ofc.
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#— BOKUTO KŌTARŌ
he talks in his sleep. it’s usually incoherent words or phrases you can’t make out most of the time. although one time you could make out a small ‘i love you’ from him and it made your heart melt. unconsciously grabs for you if you aren’t cuddling him when he’s sleep. and then quite literally bear hugs you. you stay in one position the entire night because you can’t move out of his grip sometimes.
#—IWAIZUMI HAJIME
sooooo attentive. especially attentive to things you’d think he wouldn’t care to remember. so if you rearranged something minor in your room? he’ll ask you about that. didn’t order your usual at a restaurant? he’s gonna question you. you find it very cute that he remembers such small details or literally pays so much attention to you. i also think he also does that thing where he has your restaurant order or your favorite things in the notes app of your contact. such a thoughtful man pls
#— ISSEI MATSUKAWA
he is a big fan of beyoncé like omg. so when he’s sure he’s all alone he’s definitely shirtless with some sweats on and is singing his life away to her songs in front of his mirror. hanamaki and oikawa caught him once singing to ‘kitty kat’ and got it on camera, he’s still clueless about it but they showed the video to iwaizumi and now they all have a hearty laugh whenever they see him. very confused about it but doesn’t question it.
#— MIYA OSAMU
cooks you food whenever you’re sad. didn’t really know how to comfort you when you first started dating so food would just randomly appear when you weren’t feeling the best. now it’s his love language. of course he had gotten better at comforting you but, he still makes food for you because you’ve grown to love it. having a bad day? he’ll run you a bath and once you’re out you have a hot home cooked meal in front of you along with osamu being your listening ear, letting you destress.
#— SUNA RINTAROU
does that thing where he flips his blanket to cover his feet completely. but when he does that the blanket also slides down so it stays at his shoulders since he’s so tall. so he has this ongoing battle between whether he wants his feet or shoulders to be out when he sleeps. so because of that, you got him a bigger blanket so he doesn’t have to choose and he literally thanks you for it every night.
#— KAGEYAMA TOBIO
it’s canon that he takes very good care of his hands so he gets mani pedis every other weekend. and if he isn’t able to go to the salon one day he’ll do an at home kit and it’s just as effective. it’s basically like a little spa day for him. basically cancels all of the plans he can for the day so he can treat himself to a day of doing self-care.
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raayllum · 8 months
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you blessed us with your overprotective callum hcs, so now i must ask...
girlfriend of the year rayla. smitten rayla. rayla, guardian of her scrunkly little guy.
but srsly your headcanons have me ASCENDING
Rayla is the embodiment of "excuse me he asked for no pickles" especially since Callum is more laid back / diplomatic in nature (most of the time) so he's more willing to roll over like "no no it's fine" all apologetically whereas Rayla's more "no it absolutely is not fine" when accommodations or whatever gets messed up
Rayla gently teasing him but also patiently him learn more elvish tongues, particularly Moonshadow (even if his accent is terrible at first) since it's a whole new alphabet
He never stops being a night owl so Rayla will bring him another cup of tea and give him a goodnight kiss before she goes to bed herself. However if she wakes up later and he's still not in bed she is not above outright picking him up (or carefully carrying him, if he's nodded off) and bringing him to bed outright
She's still not a huge fan of water (so they don't bathe together often once they're officially a couple again) but she'll pull up a stool and let him recite his ocean poems to her and wash his hair for him (he loves it)
She also just loves running her fingers through his hair whenever she can
If Ezran alone can't get Callum to do something (have fun) then Rayla and Ezran almost always can, and it's always for the better
Adjusting his scarf for him all the time and picking feathers out of his hair that he's missed
For that matter she regularly keeps tabs on his belongings (esp when they're rushing) because she knows he can be scatter brained or particularly tunnel visioned (forgetting the bread in 1x06, Bait in a few instances, etc) and she doesn't want him to forget anything important. "Wait, almost forgot-" or "Where is my-?" quickly followed by a "Thanks Rayla" is a regular occurrence
On that note he also has a tendency to forget to eat sometimes so Rayla will tuck snacks into her vest / in Stella's portals for safe keeping so she can give him one or drop one off when she thinks he needs it
She will regularly steal his scarf just to wear it, esp on days they have to be apart for whatever reason, and/or pull him in by the scarf for kisses quite often (and is super flustered whenever he uses that trick on her)
Lots of muttering "Dork" under her breath with a smile and fond eye rolling whenever he's doing something sappy or silly or shameless, and she wouldn't have it any other way
She is always the more physically affectionate of the two, reaching for his hand first and entwining their fingers, gently touching his face and jaw, a hand on his shoulder in celebration or comfort, initiating hugs, etc. She knows, particularly after her absence, it brings twice the amount of reassurance and relief to him that he's not alone now
Callum is the only person she'll sing/hum around for, simply because he caught her singing quietly to Stella once and she can't say no to him to anything, really, even if she's always a little bit embarrassed when she sings (except to their kids, one day)
Watching him be good with the palace kids or Stella makes her melt into a puddle of goo every time, he's just so sweet and she can't resist
She loves to rest her hand on his chest and also knows it's a pretty good way to calm him down, whether he's stuttering or having a panic attack. Like a gentle touch and kiss and a "Hey, you got this" for reassurance before he settles (like the 3x09 handhold)
Her rubbing ointment on some of the injuries he gets over the course of the two wars (mostly on his back where it's harder to reach) and helping him do stretches to help manage the physical pain
Holding his hand in her hands and stroking her thumbs over his cheeks just to appreciate him and calm him down from nightmares/panic attacks, making sure he has time and space to recover and verbally lashing anyone who makes an unwelcome comment about any of it
Rayla thinks he is the most handsome pretty boy in the world and she loves telling him that because he gets so goofy and playfully smug about it / she gets regularly distracted during important meetings and discussions, sometimes, by just how good looking he is (particularly at parties involving formal wear)
She is very protective of both Ezran and Callum with her "terrified of Sol Regem until he insults/threatens her boy" protective scowl glare energy. This makes her clash with Runaan at first because she will not tolerate any slander, but eventually he gets the message
On the rare occasions he doesn't open up right away (which is definitely more prevalent post-arc 2) Rayla will just sit and stand there and wait patiently, gazing intently but kindly until he feels like speaking. And just like in canon, even when she knows what's bothering him (2x07 / 4x07) from the start, she still lets him get all his thoughts out before she provides a counter or reassurance, since she knows he needs to get it off his chest first
Just once for their anniversary Rayla tries to write Callum a love poem with a little sketch. They're both pretty terrible. He loves them anyway
Rayla finding any and all excuses to weave little braids into his hair because it's a common sign of courtship for elves, even if the wind will just blow them away when he goes flying
She tends to lead while they dance bc it lets him actually relax and not have to worry about messing up, so he can actually enjoy himself when he dances
She knows he loves puzzles and surprises so sometimes she'll leave notes / a tiny scavenger hunt and just watch as he's so delighted to solve each clue one by one (and usually ends up being a picnic or date she's set up for the two of them / a kiss. He's equally happy with both)
Sometimes she comes home to find Callum curled up on the couch with their baby curled up on his chest, both fast asleep, and Rayla just leans against the doorway and wonders how she got so lucky that this is her life
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tiishearts · 2 years
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hi! can i request p1harmony reaction to you kissing them first?! love ur blog btw <3
thank you so much!! thank you for reading! i just got back into writing and i made this blog for fun. i appreciate all the love ♡
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:readmore:
keehoooo
- u guys had been dating for a little over a month and u were literally just watching tv together
- then MWAH u kiss him
- it was a very quick little peck but im not even kidding
- he was SHOCKED
- and when i say shocked i mean that he sat there for a whole minute processing what happened
- i see him as someone who would perfer to lead the relationship so once he processed what u did he most likely kissed you
- and not a little peck like you did
- i mean KISSED you
- a very long passionate kiss
- hes been dying to kiss you but then you do it first???
- he is not letting that slide
- he whines about it for the rest of the week
- buttttt after u kiss him just know that he will be giving you smooches at any chance he gets
theo!
- HE WAS NOT EXPECTING IT
- he would literally be gaping at you afterwards
- like he was prob singing along to a song or smth and he turned to look at u and you just give him a little smooch
- :o
- his jaw is on the floor
- because you? his s/o?? just?? kissed him!??!?!?!?
- is he dreaming or what bcs he does not believe what just happened
- "uhm..taeyang?"
- "...hm"
- "are you okay?"
- "no."
- "oh...did you not like-"
- "do it again."
- and oh wow you're making out now
jiung <3
- he would be so shy ☹️
- but tbh he would be rlly glad that u kissed him first bcs hes been wanting to kiss u for the longest time but he didnt know what you were comfy with
- hes so sweet i love him
- as shy as he is i think he would quickly react
- he would most definitely pull you into a longer kiss to make up for all the times he wanted to kiss you before
- once you pull away he would admire you for a bit before realizing what happened
- and once he processes it hes redder than a tomato, cant even look at you hes so shy
- HE WOULD ACTUALLY LEAVE THE ROOM IM NOT EVEN JOKING
- mans would BOLT
-he'd run into the bathroom and just stare into the mirror for like five minutes before walking out like nothing happened
-except for the fact he cant look into your eyes for more than a second (at most)
intak ;)
- passionate man hwang intakkkk
- even if you intended for it just to be a peck just know thats not happening
- not on intaks watch at least 🙅
- he will hold your face and turn it into an amazing full on kiss
- HE WOULD JUST KEEP KISSING YOU
- need air? dw he'll just pepper your face with kisses for a bit.
- and just know that every single one of his kisses are filled with passionate love even if its a peck on the cheek
- intak takes kissing very srsly
- although hes like keeho and perfers to take the lead he very much does not mind if you kiss him first
- he thinks its the cutest thing ever and will BEG for you to do it again
soul :o
- HE WOULD BE SO GIGGLY
- he would just look at you confused for a bit before blushing and giggling
- he would be so cute
- he would most definitely give you a little peck back
- orrr maybe just pepper your face with like a million kisses
- he admires you so much and is so happy you kissed him even if he wanted to do it first
- it would be a cute little interaction that just ends with the both of you having flushed cheeks and large smiles on your faces
- also just know that the second he gets the chance he will be letting the entire world know that you kissed him
- "GUESS WHAT?"
- "i swear if its about the kiss-"
- "y/n kissed me!!!!"
- does not shut up about it.
- his s/o kissed him and the entire world deserves to know!!
jongseob ☆
- HE WOULD ACTUALLY FORGET HOW TO FUNCTION HELP
- you guys might just be listening to some of his songs when
- 'ohmygosh did they just kiss me'
- 'what do i do'
- 'where do i look'
- 'what do i say'
- 'does my breath stink'
- 'were my lips dry'
- 'do i do something'
- 'how do i breathe'
- help the poor boy
- eventually you would probably check up on him and he would be a rambling stuttering mess
- "sorry- uh- i liked that? thanks? do you want a... uhm- a- should i... me too?"
- "...what?"
- someone help him please hes struggling 😭
- anyways moral of the story:
- NEVER kiss jongseob without a warning
- he might have a heart attack
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Is the snow white series going to continue? If so, then for how long? Like srsly it’s great, thank you for gifting us such beautiful writing. 🥲🥺❤️
I'm so happy you love it!
And thank you so much! It means a lot
🖤🖤🖤🖤
It was easy to forget that anxiety in the midst of the month-long marriage ceremony. From dawn to dusk, it was a constant party everywhere you went. Spending all your time re-immersing yourself in the cultures of the different people in your kingdom as well as bearing witness to the speedy assimilation of the fae to the human populous. It was everything you could hope for
As a leader, to find no public pushback during your entire journey was a miracle. In the back of your mind, you were well aware that your husband’s mere presence may have affected this outcome but too many times had you seen a creeping smile on his pale face. Something you overheard was quite the feat for the King consumed with grief. 
Looking at him during various festivities and performances you began to recognize the rekindling of something in those chartreuse sclerae. You couldn’t help but feel the swelling in your chest when you heard a muted chuckle or an occasional fang-appearing smirk. This was new. The actual heat that burned your ears when he would catch your gaze admist the excitement. The loud beating of your heart against your rib cage had you fearing for what your heart had in store.
It didn’t help that the faerie king was so eager to fluster you. Letting his huge hands dwarf your own or whispering huskily into your ear. It was a battle every day between trying to be regal during festivities and having to combat the blush that burned your cheeks at the king’s advances. 
This was new. But it was great. Even as the month began to end the high you thought would come to an end seemed to continue on. Even as your traditional royal marriage cloak was exchanged for the faerie equivalent the joy that had nestled in your heart only seemed to grow. And as you let yourself walk into the faerie circle and proceed with their rituals, you’ve officially realized something.
“This…is nothing like my first marriage.”
You whispered, your mouth unmoving. 
“I should hope not.”
The King reciprocated, letting his regal stone face remain unchanging as his advisor read out the vows.
“I didn’t have much of a say…I was unconscious for the first part…it just seemed like everyone else’s celebration...everyone’s but mine.”
He didn’t respond, at first, instead citing an “I will” before returning back to you. 
“And this time, you felt that this wasn’t the case?”
“Yes…this time was–” 
You cut yourself off annunciating your own “I will” before letting the advisor drone on so you could answer.
“This time was really special. I greatly appreciate it, so thank you.”
“Hmm? But I still have yet to officially marry you. Are you certain you wish to thank me now?”
He taunts, letting that oh-so-familiar tug of his lips begin to break into his face. You let your simple smile turn to a smirk yourself.
“Oh? Are you implying I ought to thank you for you offering your own hand? Then what of you? Are you going to thank me for offering mine?”
The music swelled and the young faes readied their baskets of magic dust as their King and the soon-to-be spouse turned to face one another. Taking their gloved hands into one another as they looked deep into one another’s eyes. All of the fae and human-kind, watching in person or through magic water globes and mirrors keened their ears and bit their lips for the words they were waiting for you. 
“I, (Y/n) of the White Kingdom, do lovingly take you to be mine.”
“And I, Malecifer of the Moors, do lovingly take you to be mine.”
The eruption of cheers and celebration barely noticed the way the King whispered into your ear after the soft kiss upon your lips.
“I thank you, (Y/n) (L/n). I will continue to make you feel special. If you’ll have me?”
You let yourself wrap your arms around his head letting him pull you against him by your hips. You jumped, letting him catch you as you nuzzled your made-up face into his neck. A single tear soaked and disappeared with your final vow.
“Yes! Yes!”
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“It’s a miracle you survived this long.” 
Roblynn quipped as she watched the foul-smelling man hungrily devour the bread and fruit she placed on the table. She had been itching for a thrill, going on the dangerous mission of retrieving the moving maze thorns for her favorite little wizard. Only to find the first live person running around in there. She swooped in to save the stranger; secretly hoping he’d be of some use later on. 
“You uh a wizard or something?”
The stranger stopped eating to send a morbid glare at the hunter. Hands up in defense she figured that must’ve been a sore spot. Letting his hazel glare cease in its intensity to again focus on the food.
“Sorry to ask…I just don’t know what a slim peasant guy would have anything to do in that maze if it wasn’t for the magic plants.”
“I’m not a peasant…”
“Ah, so he speaks!” 
She considered that progress. Pouring some ale into a cup she barely put it down before it was snatched and gulped down in seconds. While the man was caked with dirt and his figure looked slightly malnourished, Roblynn knew beauty when she saw it. If she could clean him up surely he’d be grateful enough to do a favor for her.
“Hey uh what’s your name? If you’re gonna be eaten my food I ought to know you’re name!”
“My name is….Snow.”
“Snow? Well Snow, care to do a little favor for me?”
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ineffableducks · 8 months
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things that are spot on about beelzebub in good omens as someone who worships the demon they're based on
(i'm a demolator which means i worship demons. yes srsly.)
(for complete clarity, i'm going to refer to the entity beelzebub with he/him bc that's how he presents to me as, and refer to the character beelzebub as they/them)
(and if you're going to be mean about demonolatry or my beliefs/experiences then go away)
first of all, demons don't really have consistent genders. beelzebub (entity) presents pretty consistently masculine throughout history, but he can take feminine and androgynous forms and has been recorded to do so. the non binary rep and interpretation is my favourite thing.
some stories go that after jesus descended into hell and subsequently escaped, satan was dethroned as the ruler of hell (this doesn't mean that his power was taken away - just that he doesn't personally manage the demons anymore). the title was then passed onto beelzebub who is referred to consistently as a high ranking demon, specifically as a duke or a prince, among others. i really love how beelzebub is the one running things in hell as grand duke. ppl love to give satan all the attention, and it's not like i'm slandering him, but it's tiring to see big bad cookie cutter satan in EVERY show. beelzebub (GO) is a breath of fresh air.
absolutely commands attention when you're in their space. needs you to know that they are the Lord of the Flies, Supreme Chief of the Empire of Hell, Archdemon of Gluttony, and you cannot make any mistake about it.
the buzzing noises when they talk - absolutely canon.
they both appear in a swarm of flies when you least expect bc they have something to say to u that cannot wait. this is how beelzebub first made his presence known to me. just sent me a swarm of flies. twice. can't say he's ever manifested his form into the swarm but hey.
also if he needs my attention, he sends a single fly to buzz in my room until i find out what he wants. sometimes i forget and try to kill the fly. i never can. the fly harassing gabriel who is unable to kill it is so real in this way.
in the final episode when beelzebub holds the fly on their finger... that has happened to me. a while before GO2 came out, he sent me a fly that did exactly that to me, and then i saw the promo photo of beelzebub (GO) holding the fly and i lost my mind.
afaik beelzebub (entity) and gabriel (entity) are not interested in each other but i could be wrong????? it's definitely not rare for demons and angels to interact.
the packet of crisps... they're a demon associated with gluttony and find it amusing when gabriel says they 'don't have to consume.' also, both appreciate booze.
both enjoy music and give ominous warnings like 'every day, something is getting closer.' like ok.
overall, i like how they were watered down from the first season. yes, they're a demon, but demons are not inherently malevolent. ppl who worship them do not think that they're brimming with evil. they're just entities that have been literally demonised over the years. it was nice to see a morally grey portrayal of beelzebub in season 2 and to have them gain agency and choose something that matters more to them than hell.
Ave Beelzebub and thank u neil gaiman.
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Talk about your moots; what do you like most about them (could be a paragraph or a single sentence, spread the love!!)
p sure i did this just a few days ago but everyone knows i adore my moots so i dont mind doing it again :)
it’s kinda long! (took me a literal hour and a half to write) and i tried to get everyone i talk to on a tri-weekly basis at least 😅
@ncteez i know you said to pick what i like most abt my moots, but i love everything about hon from the way she looks (she’s literally the most gorgeous person ever— she still owes me a selfie now that im thinking abt it) right down to her core. 🥹 the only mark stan who has ever walked the planet actually,,, i love hearing about her sex dreams and i love the way that she gives the best advice bc she only wants the best for me and how genuine she is. I LOVE HER & she makes me a better person every day, seriously ⭐️ i <3 my wife
@jeonghantis 🩵 there are about a million and three things that i can write for keir but i think the thing i love most about them is that… i can just be sar with them, i never have to worry about being judged for the things i like bc 9 times out of 10, keir feels the same way. like who else am i gonna talk about [redacted] with chan with ??? or [ censored beeping for 10 minutes straight ] with sangyeon ?? my jeonghannie, my bff, my ride or die <3 (they also hate everyone that i hate and watch my instagram lives even tho im super annoying which means i am going to die for them)
@onlyseokmins literally just love elv’s personality. she has this infectious positivity and it makes me so happy to be alive like dhahdh,,, every time i see her on the dash reblogging the silliest things or cute pics or even talking to other people, it makes me smile so hard like idk she’s so bright PLUS she’s resident dk lover on tumblr like there is no one else. tumblr user onlyseokmins is quite literally the only dk stan alive
@lovelyhan ok two things i love the most — one: kai’s writing will always get me out of a reading slump. i re-read their fics an ungodly amount of times, like i actually need to be blocked by them ( i definitely didn’t re-read inflection point again TODAY on my lunch break, nope! i didn’t! 😂……) TWO: kai is literally so sweet and funny and we don’t really talk much, but from what i know, they’re a really great person and anyone would be lucky to have them as a moot! ^^
@agustdiv1ne ash and i are actually moving to alaska and we’re gonna be neighbors /srs,,, srsly tho, i told her this already, but she’s an amazing listener and she puts up with my shitty texting and i seriously cant appreciate that more 😢 she’s so wonderful and lovely and my favorite yoongi stan to ever exist and i will shield her from the heat. don’t worry, ash, 𝖎 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚.
@soonigiri MELODY <333 the soonyoung to my cheol!! she’s also someone i enjoy seeing on my dash sm!! she’s literally an angel and it’s so endearing to see her in her engene era. like i look forward to seeing jungwon on my dash every day /srs — OKAY ACTUALLY, ik im an awkward freak but i would love to talk to you more bc i think we have a lot in common T-T
@etherealyoungk SKYE i know we interact like every 3 weeks but each of them do really mean a lot to me <33 i think she’s really kind-hearted and i get really happy when i see her jn my inbox from time to time!! it’s like a nice little surprise which i love 🥹💝 it’s like finding a rice krispie at the bottom of my lunch box (if you don’t know the feeling, think immense joy)
@rubyreduji JJ THE COOLEST GUY EVER. he’s such a joy to talk to and i love that he’s lowkey my hypeman. every time i run a concept or idea by him, he makes me feel really good about it and i adore that. he’s so supportive i love him and i need to hug him so bad actually 🥹 (i give good bear hugs jj, pls let me hug u) also jj doesnt care that im a weirdo awkward freak and i have to commend him for that too ☺️
@toruro mikalicious always know what to say which is what i love the absolute most abt them now. when im in a shit mood, she knows exactly how to make me feel better and always helps me take my mind off of it. she’s so cute and wonderful inside and out and i really am so eternally grateful to have her as a mutual and a friend <33 also, mika, this is my formal apology for being the world’s worst texter 😅
@gyuswhore EM THE COOLEST PERSON EVER. i love her so much actually. she and i just started talking and i have to say, she is just so,,,, amazing? idk, i dont have the words for it. she was so kind to me when reading my wonu fic and she just read over my new cheol wip and she has given me such great feedback and im so appreciative of her!! + sending pics is lowkey my love language and she lets me send her the most random shit (my pc collection, my room, etc.) i love her 💝
@hwanghyunjinenthusiast MY FAV JOKSTER dbehdh talking to rj is seriously a breath of fresh air lol I LOVE her humor and she understands my humor. ALSO….. something about rj’s writing also does something to me… like i remember i was super depressed while i had strep and on a brief tumblr hiatus and i came onto the app for just a second and saw that she’d posted … mean dom!chan… i remember reading it and crying bc she GETS IT. no one gets me like rj (i forgot to rb now that im thinking abt it but im gonna get on that) my fave dinonara <3
@heesbaby TUMBLR USER HEESBABY SINGLE HANDEDLY GOT ME BACK INTO ENHYPEN. i never thought id see the day, but bc of her smau’s and writing, i’m back in my engene era… i love how much of an angel cinna is like,,, we talk every once in awhile but she makes me the happiest girl ever when she replies to my asks or i find her in my inbox. i’ll actually fight jay for cinna
@hyuk4ngel RESIDENT MINGYU STAN,, fay has been here with me since what feels like the fucking beginning and i seriously can’t thank her enough. she’s really encouraging and amazing and she has the best ideas ever. i swear half of my writing discography is thanks to her (just my mingyu fics which is lowekey half my writing discography begsgs) she also is always checking in and i just love her for that and many other things 🥹
@baeksbyunny / @baekhyunnybyun (you’ll have to remind me which acct im supposed to tag) BEX MY BELOVED!!! THE LOVE I HAVE FOR HER IS SERIOUSLY INDESCRIBABLE!!! she’s the nicest person to me. like i’ll never forget when i was anxious before my txt concert and she was so reassuring like i felt a weight lift off my shoulders. INSTANT (sar)otonin boost every time we talk, idk what it is. probably the fact that she has the most comforting presence. i love her, you honor. i rest my case.
@majestyjun mills was like the first moot i’d ever talked to,,, but i remember i was so intimidated the first time we did bc millie is literally so fucking cool like,,, i have always thought this and when she said //I// was cool and i was genuinely so honored like…. idk >< ALSO HER WRITING IS SOHSHSBS OUT OF THIS WORLD … the concepts the description,,, she’s a genius!!!
@sunnylovespickles even tho we just became moots, i thought it was really sweet that she dropped off pics of pink!cheol for me 🥹 my day was really bad and that brightened it so much <33 i hope to have more interactions with her in the future bc she seems so nice!!
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katzone · 10 months
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Answering asks #1
I thought it'd be easier to answer asks in a batch! Also I am so sorry it took me so long to get to them! I've been all over the place aaa I'm sorry! Anyhow, I hope you enjoy my responses ;w;!!!
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I'm embarrassed of that video honestly T_T I feel like I was being too mean in it? That's basically it! And in general I lowkey wanna remake it! So stay tuned for that :>
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Of course! I would say credit isn't rly necessary for me! As long as you don't claim my art as yours, I'm chill with it! :D
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Thank you so so much!!! AAA I'm always so happy when ppl tell me they enjoyed my Grelle animation ;w;!!! It's one of my fave recent creations hihi!
To answer your question- what I love most about Grelle is the concept behind her character. Like it has sm potential to be so interesting. I love fucked up women, I love fucked up LGBT characters, and she's both!! Though I would say the way her character is almost always reduced to a joke and a comic relief is annoying to me. Like I love that she's silly and goofy and flirty don't get me wrong, it's moreso the fact it feels like the show is laughing at her rather than with her :(!!
I don't rly have headcanons I dislike... well outside the man!Grelle headcanon. Like I'm sorry that removes everything i find interesting about her character! Her relationship with gender, femininity, theatrics and motherhood is some of my fave stuff about her, so making her a dude kinda makes me yawn.
Anyhow to stop myself from going off about Grelle I just wanna say thank you sm again for this sweet message!! ;W;
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I own the DVD! The subtitles are only compatable with the DVD, so if you wanna watch the Stageplay you gotta get your own copy ;;!
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I got annoyed with not having all my art in one place XD that's why I deleted the sketchblog! You can find some reposted sketches on here!
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This is the sweetest anon omg thank you!! But I gotta ask, when you say I have your dream artstyle I wonder which one you mean? XD I feel like I change my artstyle slightly every week LOL. (I love experimenting hihi)
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Thank you for the kind words tho ;w; it really means a lot!!!
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Aww I'm so happy you enjoyed my modern AU designs for them!! Thank you so much :'D I'll be on the lookout for your fic btw! 👀 
And I doodled a little modern AU Cielois for you, to apologize for how long it took me to answer this ;W;! Hope you enjoy the sillies!
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@porfiriea
People in my puter saying nice things makes me happy :')
Srsly tho, thank you for this sweet ask, I'm always nervous when opening my inbox so I'm really happy I got such a kind message upon reopening!
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@eemoo1o That is so lovely to hear like?? The fact my animation (here it is if you haven't seen it!) inspired your drive to write more?? Omg... Thank you thank you thank you for this wondeful message!!! Even if it's been a month or so since I posted it, I love getting people's thoughts on my animations :'D!!! No matter how recent or old they are! I always appreciate it!!!
Thank you for liking my Grelle <3333 I love drawing her the most. I love drawing unhinged characters (especially unhinged women hehe), and Grelle is particularly fun because not only is she red (one of my favorite colors!!) she also has sharp teeth which are always fun to draw. In general, anime characters are fun to stylize because I have the freedom to adapt their features in my style!!! So I'm really really happy you like my Grelle :')
Here! Have a scrapped sketch frame from the animation as a thank you ;w;!
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Also sorry for the slightly delayed response!!! I love doing these silly little doodles of my persona to show my appreciation for these kind messages which is why they sometimes take a little to get to! :')
(Also I really love your fanfic The Story of Grelle The Reaper!!! It's one of my favorites in the fandom!)
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wurst-vacation · 1 year
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If you’re still taking requests, can I get uhhh…Billy x Stu oneshot where Billy’s trans (ftm) and he’s dealing with dysphoria while also on his period? Signed, a transmasc on their period.
This is such a terrific idea, thank you for sending it! This will 100% be a first to write, but I’ll absolutely try my best :) ( Also I do apologize, I am not sure on how to write disphoria, so I tried my best <3 )
Also stay strong period cramps are srsly the worst ..
( FLUFF, S/O COMFORTING, FTM BILLY LOOMIS <3 )
Billy laid sprawled out on his best friend, but also very much boyfriend’s couch. One side of his ear pressed up against the couch cushions, laid on his side lazily, and careless. A decorative pillow was grabbed and tightly hugged against his chest. The table that sat in front of him, was already arrayed with various amounts of Tylenol packages, Ibuprofen, anything that Stu could throw out of his cabinet, even if the male needed it or not. It was a bit ridiculous, but he appreciated the gestures Stu would go through. Billy didn’t even have the energy to be Irritated at him, it really made him feel just that much better.
Only hours earlier had Stu found out the other was getting their once a month mishap, he immediately put it in his hands to treat Billy like an absolute king. It was all worth it, he adored him after all. Even the smallest gestures, Stu would begin to help him with. Need a glass of water? Stu was already out of the room, on his way to get it. Your back hurts? Stu would already be massaging it. He didn’t fully know the struggle of it all, of course, but he never went out of his way to pry that question out of Billy. He was sure he was moody enough.
The brunette rolled back around to stare up at the ceiling, wincing at the surges of pain that were going to be momentarily residing inside of him. It didn’t matter how many times he had endured his, it was horrible every time. Scowling, Billy held the pillow tighter. Part of him wished he wouldn’t have to have this at all. “Billy—!” Stu would suddenly chime, appearing from the hallway, and leaning up against the doorway that separated the kitchen from the living room. A bright smile was lit on his face, as usual. He had items piled up in his arms, to the point where he was definitely gonna drop it. Stumbling over, he dumped the contents onto the empty spot on the couch.
Billy slowly sat up, a light groan escaping his lips.
“..What is all this—? Stu, seriously, you don’t need to get me all this.” He murmured, staring down at the pile, noticing a heating pad, a couple of vhs, a blanket, and some snacks that only one would eat when they truly didn’t care. God knows how much sugar was in it. Stu positioned his elbows on the arm of the couch, farthest away from Billy. “Stuff I got for you, duh. “ He bluntly responded, picking up one of the VHS, and shaking it around like a treat in front of a dog. “I.. Know a little bit about this, don’t doubt me here.” He added with a curl forming on his thin lips, hesitant at that second , as if the reaction Billy made was enough for him to doubt the generosity he went out of his way to do. He couldn’t resist that look, could he? He really didn’t deserve Stu, he was seriously the best he could ask for. Billy, throughout another ached cramp, gave him a small smile. He sat up a little more to where he could properly look at him, his back pressed up against the rough sofa cushions.
He looked at the VHS tape Stu held. ‘The Exorcist’ , his favorite. He then looked back down at the ‘care package’ of items that Stu had dumped down in front of him.
Stu really cared about him. A sudden rush of emotion filled him again in a swing.
“Augh, I’m sorry man. “ Billy rubbed one of his hands over his face, letting in a harsh breath. “I’m not mad, really.” He paused, looking back up at him, letting go of the pillow he was using to suppress his cramps. “I really appreciate it.” He murmured, immediately averting his gaze. He felt as if he could cry. It wasn’t long till Stu joined to sit besides him.
“I get it.” Stu replied in a hush, before wrapping an arm around his partner, and gently pulling Billy in for an embrace, taking into consideration his aching abdomen.
“..Do you?” Billy muttered, glancing up at him again, weakly resting a hand on his shoulder. Yeah, the Tylenol wasn’t really helping, but Stu being there was more ales what Billy needed much more than pain relief. “Of course I do. I helped Tatum out with it like— all the time.” The other giggled, shrugging his shoulders a bit. He wanted to assure Billy that it really wasn’t that big of a deal. Overreactions weren’t an overstatement though, Stu understood the whole hormonal thing and all that. To the best of his ability at least.
Billy nodded his head slowly, tensing up for a moment to adjust the collar of his shirt. “I guess your right. I’m sorry.” He murmured in response, still looking away. He focused on a small area of the wall to distract himself. Looking at Stu would only make him more emotional.
Stu sighed, pulling him back in again. This caused Billy to press his head up against the other male’s chest, soothing into the noise of his heartbeat. Another shaky breath exasperated out of him, closing his eyes for a moment as he waited for a response.
“Don’t stress it! Just relax, I’m here to attend to anything you want, okay?” He assured, cocking his head to the side, looking down at the Male. The boy he would do anything for. Oh, how he adored him so much.
Billy sniffed, slowly looking back up again. He met Stu’s relaxed, beaming gaze, and it couldn’t help but make him feel at ease again. All his irritation, stress, everything washed away once more.
He didn’t even have to say okay, that reaction was enough for Stu to know, and understand. No words needed to be spoken between them.
They held that embrace for a while. It was all they needed after all. After a moment, Billy lifted his head enough to where he could speak into Stu’s ear.
Clearing his throat awkwardly, he quietly asked.
“..Can we watch ‘The Exorcist’ or not?”
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[ only a few hours until 2023 on my end. i want to say thank you to all my friends and mutuals for sticking with me for yet another year. things had been tough in more ways than one, and there were ups & downs during the whole year. coming here had always been a sort of escape place for me from the pressure and responsibilities i'm facing irl. thank you everyone for being kind, understanding, and supportive of me throughout this whole year. if there were anything i've done that made you feel bad, i apologize, and thank you for still being here despite my imperfections and drawbacks.
to new mutuals, thank you for considering me worthy of your follow and interest ! i'm very bad at reaching out and very awkward with new people, but i'll try my best to make sure you don't regret hitting that follow button. welcome to my blog, make yourself comfortable. i hope to get to talk and interact with you soon ! looking forward to getting to know all of you next year !
to old mutuals and dear friends, it's been a long ride. some of you have stuck with me for so many years, through my nonsense and bullshit and all the shenanigans. i want you all to know that i appreciate every single one of you for sticking with me through thick and thin. despite how terrible i am at keeping up convo and how that might contribute to us not talking a lot ( bless those of you who always poke me first. like srsly, BLESS YOU. SO MUCH. ) i'm eternally grateful that you decided to stay with me nonetheless ! thank you for blessing my dash and making my experience on tumblr a wonderful one. i wouldn't have been here for this long if it weren't for you guys being an absolute miracle. i am truly blessed to have all of you with me.
stay safe, healthy, and happy. i wish you best wishes and all the happiness in the world bc you deserve all that & more. let's end the year 2022 on a good note and here's to a better 2023 ahead of us ! pupper loves you all ! HAPPY NEW YEAR !! ]
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toournextadventure · 9 months
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i love every chapter you put out. you're srsly such an amazing writer. the fact we're on chapter 34 of EBH is wild since I've been here since chapter 12.
i saw someone say chapter 21 is their standout and I wanted to get some chapter 20 appreciation cuz that chapter is incredible.
i mean- the whole chapter. birb at her parent's house and the events leading to the funeral. AND THE FUNERAL ITSELF. i get emotional every time. like when Wednesday confesses and birb goes off on her. like I dunno your writing is just so compelling.
it's so wild seeing time pass in each chapter. Like one day they were still in Nevermore at birb's rock climbing gym asking Wednesday to become official, at the fair when birb got the call that Nicky was dying, then birb went to jail, then college, then where we are now
this was just kinda a callback post for the other OGs of the series because, while it's not ending, we've just been thru so much with this mentally ill bird child and her goth gf
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Stop because I'm so glad you liked chapter 20, it was a very personal chapter to write
Listen, y'all have been here since the beginning back when it was a slowburn, y'all are the real OGs. I'm gonna make y'all some shirts so y'all can show off that you're part of the club
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