so jarring to me whenever someone draws gorgug looking stylish and put together. if his clothes don't look like they're infused with motor oil then that's not gorgug that's his metrosexual cousin jorjuj. and i don't know him
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i feel like nanami would use sweetheart quite often, but sometimes it's to tease you, other times it's affectionate
but just imagine, you're trying to reach a top shelf in an unconventional way, and he's just watching you from behind (to make sure you don't fall ofc-) and crossing his arms with a sigh, leaning against the counter while saying "really, sweetheart?"
but like in an affectionate way imagine walking out of the closet in a nice outfit because you're both going out, and he walks over to you, reaching for your hand and you SWEAR you can see the stars in his eyes as he's looking at you with full adoration. he moves your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss on them "you're beautiful... my sweetheart."
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lucifer is a very particular man.
he wakes up early to enjoy the peace and quiet of the morning, the way the house of lamentation creaks wearily in the silence while his brothers sleep sounds in the their respective rooms. it's sobering. for a moment, he gets to be alone with his thoughts before the day begins.
he'll walk to the bathroom and clean himself up for the day in silence, before dressing and making his way to the kitchen. he appreciates the little things. the silence, the warm light illuminating his room as he unhurriedly prepares for the day, the way the permanent darkness of the devildom retreats ever so slightly as morning breaks. it's nice.
but when he enters the kitchen, lucifer realizes something is wrong. it takes him a minute to realize it, but when he does, his lips curl downwards into a disappointed frown. the kitchen is completely dormant. it doesn't seem like an issue, but it's a stark difference from his usual routine. because this morning, the smell of coffee is absent from the air.
that's right. you spent the night at purgatory hall last night, didn't you?
your relationship is a cycle of small, considerate gestures back and forth. notes on mirrors, doodles on post-it notes, and his favorite-- coffee prepped and scheduled to brew for him in the mornings before he wakes. it's a gesture that has always made him feel loved. he didn't realize how much a missed day would sour his mood.
lucifer starts to brew his own coffee, but his fingers hang suspended over the grounds a few moments before he abandons the idea altogether. he pulls his D.D.D. out of his packet and drafts a short text to you, only satisfied when he hears the whoosh of the message sent.
i missed your coffee this morning. it's never as good when i have to make it myself. message me once you wake up-- we're going to that cafe we like down the street to make up for it.
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i’ve got no art for you but i got these!! because i did makeup last night
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HEY GUYS HAHA WHY ARENT WE TALKING ABOUT THIS PART
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