Lucifer: *Wears a slightly lighter shade of black*
Asmodeus: I see you're bursting out the spring colors.
———
Mammon, rolling down the car window: what seems to be the problem, officer?
Cop: get the FUCK out of my car
———
Luke: A mosquito tried to bite me and I slapped it and killed it
Luke: And I started thinking
Luke: Like it was just trying to get food
Luke: What if I went to the fridge and it just slammed the door shut and snapped my neck
Luke: How would I feel
Simeon: Are you okay???
———
Mammon: You should always say "please" and "thank you".
Baby! Satan, deadpanned: Please shut the fuck up, thank you.
Mammon: Not what I meant, but still progress!
———
Mammon: *flirts with MC*
MC: *flirts back*
Mammon, internally: i did not plan up to this point. what the fuck do i do now…?
———
Belphegor: *washing the dishes* Who the fuck used this pan??
Belphegor: Wait. I the fuck used this pan...
MC: It was you the fuck
Satan: Who cooks rice in a pan?
Beelzebub: He the fuck
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MC: If I blended Red Bull, five hour energy, monster, coffee, and hot Cheetos into an Energy Smoothie would it kill me?
Solomon: *shrugs* Only if you die young
MC, getting out the blender: You're so smart
Mammon, running into the room: MC STOP-
———
Satan: I'm gonna open a cat cafe, but I need investors. Here's the plan. The first floor will have normal cats, but as you go up, each floor will have more and more dangerous cats, and at the top floor is me with a gun.
———
Beelzebub: *is carrying all the groceries*
M: *holds out hand to help*
Beelzebub: *aggressively moves all the groceries to one hand to hold MC’s hand*
———
Asmo: And once again, Asmo and Solomon save the day.
Barbatos: You didn't do anything. It was all Solomon.
Asmodeus: We're a package deal. Everyone knows that.
———
Diavolo: Would you kiss me for 1k grimm?
Lucifer: Why?
Diavolo: Just curious
Lucifer, playing along: ..I suppose
Diavolo: [Slams 1k onto the table] would you look at that-
when I first started self-shipping: maybe this character would like me back. we’re sorta dating. oh, and maybe I’d be friends with this character? they might find me annoying…
me now: this character would always have my back. we’re friends until the end of the line. multiple characters have unrequited crushes on me. my f/o has dedication to me like no one’s seen before. we’re madly in love. we’re best friends. we’re soulmates. it’s even deeper than that.
Villian f/o who begs to let them kill somebody for you.
Imagine they plead with you like it is a decision as simple as asking the gods if the sun should shine or if the night should remain dark: they almost shake when they ask, out of an anticipation for blood to run. Has someone wronged you? Are they possessive? Or do they simply have an insatiable compulsion you must keep in check? Do you indulge, do you command them to do so with pride, or do you question their horrid tendencies with a loving flame in your heart? Imagine how they look at you whilst they beg, a starved dog whose affection shows with teeth and claws. Their voice is a sweet melody that beckons for carnage.
imagine your f/o waking up from a wet dream with you in it.
theyre moaning in their sleep, muttering your name, grinding into the mattress.
do they wake up after cumming in their sleep, covered in sweat and muttering a cute little "f-fuck.." before they head to the bathroom to clean up the mess they made, embarrassed?
or do they wake up before they cum, needy and flustered, having to jerk off at the thought of you, embarrassed but unable to help themself?
Imagine you & your f/o(s) going out and you’re perfectly fine for a while but it hits suddenly: you’re out of energy for the outing. You don’t say anything, you don’t want to ruin the good time, but you don’t need to say anything. Your f/o(s) know you well enough to know when you’re tuckered out and need to recharge.
They take you home and order in food and give you some time to rest, whether that’s with them or not. When you’re ready, whether it’s that night or the next morning, or even longer, they’ll be there waiting with open arms.
And there’s no need to worry, you’ll always be invited, even if you have to leave early.
Since I have just rewatched Pil for the fourth time in less than a month, I have Tristain and Rigolin on the mind, and more specifically, this one scene:
LIKE. LIKE. HEAR ME OUT.
Firstly, I love Rigolin so much because Idk I love his faces and he’s just so AUYEGH I WANT TO COVER HIM IN KISSES
AND THEN
and then
The way Tristain turns around. I’m . I’m. I. It makes me feel things ok.