I forgot where I saw someone ask for this, but for the boys to color in their s/o’s tattoos! I could definitely see it with either of the twins tbh 😭🥰
This just screams Josh to me. I love the idea of the two of you just lounging around and Josh using some markers to fill in your black and white tattoos. I imagine this is a high activity, the both of you just giggly and chatting while his hands roam over your body, taking the time to make them look nice and neat. Laying against your thigh as he colors ones on your legs. It's gentle and sweet and relaxing. Later he helps you undress in the mirror of your shared bathroom, showing off his art to you. Kissing all over you and muttering, "So beautiful, so perfect," over and over in a dizzy loop as his fingers caress your skin. He gently washes the colors from your skin in the shower, you can't keep from kissing him, his hands and lips everywhere, he whispers, "My beautiful work of art."
It was a normal day in Devildom. Like always , everyone doing their thing, just like Mammon, he stole the credit card from Lucifer. Again. The white demon thinking he could escape lucifer. Running in the hallways.
"Mammon! Come here." Lucifer said threateningly. Chasing Mammon. The white haired Demon dropped the credit card on accident, he tried to grab it but he couldn't. He tried to crawl away but it was too late. Even though the card was laying on the ground next tk Mammon, Lucifer wanted to give him a punishment. The black haired demon grabbed Mammons ankle, he zipped off his shoes and started to scribble all over his feet.
"W-whAt are you doi-IHAHAHNG! LUHUHUHUCIFEHER! STAHAHAP!" Mammon screamed. Trying to crawl away still. After a few minutes of torture on the poor brothers soles, he got to his upper body. Turning him on his back, pinned his arms above his head and started to tickle his sides and ribs. Mammons laughing got louder when Lucifer got closer to his underarms.
"PLEHEHEASE! IHIHIM SOHOHORRY!" THE white haired demon laughed out loud. "This is what you deserve, Mammon. This is the hundredths time you did this. I'm getting tired of it." Lucifer said in his calm but sadistic voice.
After a few more minutes of tickle hell the oldest brother stopped tickling his younger brother. "You're still as ticklish as I remember, brother." When Mammon got up, he started to think he actually liked it. So he did it again, and again. When Lucifer noticed it, he started to tickle him daily, not as punishment, but as fun.
Charm: So clearly you've been hiding.
Frieda: Huh?
Charm: ...and if it's from me, just let me know and I'll leave you alone. I promise, I'm not some-
Frieda: Oh. No... It's not from you.
Charm: Oh good! [Sets tray down] So I'd ask where you've been but I think I figured it out. Cute outfit, by the way.
Frieda: Oh, thanks! So how'd you find me?
Charm: It's a long story. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow? Here? At lunch? You and me?
Frieda: [Laughs] Okay, yeah, sure!
Charm: Just don't stand me up this time. I was waiting for you, girl!
Frieda: Hey! I didn't stand you up! I wanted to sit with you. But you always had so many people around- I didn't want to intrude.
Charm: I would've...made it work.
Frieda: Ha. I don't know. It was a lot of people. I'm sorry.
Charm: Sorry? For being too overwhelmed by a bunch of dummies to sit with me? You should be. [Grins] But you can make it up to me by keeping me company tomorrow at career day. It's gonna be soooo boring without you, and sorry but I just don't think lunch is enough, darlin'. [Shrugs]
Frieda: You know, you're right. I have a lot of making up to do. Maybe if you're still not feeling better we can go to Sports Day together afterwards.
Charm: Yeah let's go ahead and plan for that now, 'cause I can already tell that'll be needed.
Charm and Frieda seal their end of the week plans with a hug and look forward to practically spending the entire day together 🥺🥰
One of the families I've been working with had their last visit today and I wasn't able to see them because I was with someone at the time. They brought in Pokemon cookies to celebrate, and apparently this kiddo specifically said to save the Pikachu for me "because she loves Pikachu so much."
When my supervisor told me that, it stirred up this vague memory from weeks (maybe months?) ago of me telling him that Pikachu was one of my favorites. This is partly true, although I would rank others higher on my list of faves, but mainly he had something with a picture of Pikachu on it with him and I was trying to get him to talk to me like, at all.
You know, my dad grumbled every time my sister and I wanted to rent a Pokemon VHS from Blockbuster again, but 20 years down the line, my extensive Pokemon knowledge is actually one of my most useful tools for getting shy and/or angry elementary schoolers to talk to me at work.
It wasn't a phase! It was professional development!