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shrinevandal · 3 months
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comic by kyou
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now if we don't get an "it wasn't nothing to me" speech from one of them later on i'm gonna be so hurt it's right there!!!!
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marvels-baudelaire · 8 months
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In my mind this missing season due to the strike is the time Janine and Gregory needed to work on themselves
Therefore when they return, they will be ready for a relationship.
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pockettwinzz · 9 days
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your name is saur pretty 🫶🏻🥺
OMG THANK YOU 😭🫶🏻
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nottheweirdest · 2 months
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Finding a bookmark comment on one of your ao3 fics is like finding $20 in last year's winter coat
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yuniniverse · 6 months
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Hi hiii i have been reading your writing for some time and i really had to tell you i really like and enjoy your writing so much and i am so glad and happy i found your acc no joke you write the best xikers imagines i will keep supporting ya loves and hope in the future i would get to know u because girl u are so cool like the coolest to meee 🩷
The way I giggled sm at this sTOP YOU GUYS ARE SO SWEET :( trust me bestie @chiiyuuvv is the best xikers writer <3
but in all seriousness tho this means sm to me and I'm so glad y'all love what i wrote <3 I may take a while to post your requests esp with me trying to work on enhypen and TXT works and uni killing me slowly too but i promise I will post all your requests <3
Also babes omg sureee let's be moots wjkwkwmw ilysm this made my day :( <3 you guys are the coolest of them all trust me like bro the amt of sweet comments I've gotten like you guys mean sm to me man <3
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quietwingsinthesky · 7 months
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Lucifer Kate Milligan
Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: N/A Fandom: Supernatural Ship: Gen with background Midam Additional Tags: Major Original Character(s), Post-Canon, Children of Characters, Identity Issues, Names, POV Second Person, Father-Daughter Relationship, Growing Up, Angst Wordcount: 1121 Summary:
Your name is Lucifer Kate Milligan, and your father will not tell you why.
Your name is Lucifer Kate Milligan, and your father will not tell you why.
You are a baby first, and all this name is, is a collection of sounds that mean you will get tickled or fed. It doesn’t bother you that you don’t know where the sounds came from. You are more concerned with chewing on your dad’s shirt collar or how your father spins you around the kitchen in his arms.
You are a child next, and at school, you are called Kate. It’s on your desk, and your bookbag cubby, and your lunchbox. It begins to bother you that at home you are one name and at school you are another. You tell your friends your father calls you Lucifer, and they snicker. Some of them stop being your friends. Some of them are nicer, call you Lucy.
Your father doesn’t let your friend take you to church, even though you could dress up pretty like them in one of your poofy dresses that he seems to pluck from thin air. Your dad takes him aside, whispers softly, and you leave the room when you see your father’s face turn to stone even as he starts to cry. You leave them embracing. Lucifer Kate Milligan, you tell yourself, you made your father cry. You don’t ask to go to church again.
You curl up in your bed and hide under the covers shaking, not sure what you’re feeling. It’s too big for your body. It’s too old for your soul. In the morning, there are cracks in your bedroom ceiling, along the windows. Your father wakes you up. He looks at the damage done, then at you, and he presses a kiss to your forehead. Something calms inside you. You think you hear him whisper, “Be my little angel for a few more years, please.” You nod and bury yourself in a hug.
He’s invincible because he’s your father. You believe this. There are no cracks in your room when you raise your head again.
You are a teenager, finally. You are Kate, you tell your father, you are only Kate because that’s the name your friends call you. You get into a fight with him for the first time. He doesn’t call you Kate once. He never has.
Kate Milligan, you made your father cry again. It won’t be the last time. You turn the name he chose for you over and over in your head.
Your friend smokes pot under the bleachers and makes out with you sometimes instead of going to class. You tell her your full name, guilty about it in a way you never felt when you were telling kids about it over basketball when you were nine. She stares at you. You stare back because the color of her eyes always entrances you when you’re high. You wish your eyes were as brown as hers, but you’ve got your dad’s blond hair and blue eyes so bright they scare you when you see them in your mirror at night, like there is something wrong with you, like there is a lighthouse spinning inside your skull that flares enough to blind you when you look at yourself too long.
(Your father’s eyes are suns when he gets upset. You never thought it was strange. You don’t meet other people’s parents very often.)
“Lucifer,” she says, “are you joking? Lucifer? ” You nod. She pulls out her phone. You have one, but it’s old like your dad’s. He says he never got used to time moving forward again. You think he’s funny, but you’re too old to tell him that anymore. Your friend opens up Google’s garden gates and leads you to webpage after webpage about Satan. You press against her shoulder as the phone’s brightness hurts your eyes. She whispers out forbidden knowledge until your gym teacher whistles at you.
You get suspended. Your dad drives you home. He’s not mad about the weed. He never gets mad about stuff your friends say their parents tear into them for. You only get in trouble if you don’t come in past curfew. You didn’t even get in trouble last year when you got into a fight and broke a kid’s arm. Your dad believed you when you said you barely touched him. (They had another of their meetings late at night when they thought you were sleeping, and now you’re wondering what all those words meant, why they echoed themselves around the shadow of your namesake.)
“Why am I named after the devil?” you ask.
“Kate?” he says like a man at the top of a cliff digging for a foothold. You know why you’re named Kate. You have pictures of your grandmother all through the house. Your dad talks about her often, sometimes like she’s still here, like he sees her to make new memories every once in a while.
“Lucifer.” You cross your arms.
He stops the car too hard. Your chest aches from the seatbelt digging into it.
“You’re named after your uncle,” he says. You don’t have an uncle.
“Why’s he named after the devil?” you ask about this ghost you’ve never heard of. You wonder if he got called by his middle name, too. The way all the websites put it, your name might as well be a curse. You’re not sure if you feel better that it’s a shared one, a family legacy.
Your dad is quiet for a long time.
“You should ask your father,” he finally says.
Your father never tells you anything. You learned this as a child. He will give you the world and all the precious treasures in it, but he will never answer your questions the way you want. You could ask him why the sky is blue. He would look upset and give you a toy horse to add to your collection.
Lucifer Milligan, who are you? You stare into the mirror. You have your dad’s face but your father’s nose. You think you love your best friend. You think there’s something wrong with you.
You put your finger on your nose. So does your reflection.
They love you. They’re protecting you.
Your father wants what’s best for you. You’re his little angel.
You drop your hand. Your reflection does as well, but it moves slower than it should. Your heart skips a beat.
For a moment, there’s a boy dressed in white. He’s a lot like you. You have the same eyes. You’re both too bright.
He looks sad. He looks like he wants to tell you something. He opens his mouth.
You blink, and there’s no boy. There’s just you. Lucifer Kate Milligan.
You’re scared of who you might be.
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chengxiansbaby · 5 months
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Heyy babies<33 and children of Apollo this is a playlist for you that our dearest father Apollo would approve of<33
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happy lesbian visibility week <3
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mountinez · 1 year
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hellooo nikka I saw these photos of charles playing football and I was like hmm what if he played for a different red team 🤔 so pls take my tiny attempt at photo editing during my lunch break 🤲🏼 (I also figured out how to send photos in asks!!) and I hope it can cheer u up a little bit when ur getting all these weird anons!! mwah!! love u my sunshine!! 💛💛☀️☀️
omg, yi! this is so good! LORD this is so so good!
your talent 😭😭😭 now seriously, the way he is cursed he would probably play for manchester united. all we know is that it has to be a red team. red really suits him somehow, it is the color of passion but also of suffering. look at him being the baby he is 😔
thank you so much, yi :( i can't believe you're wasting your break doing edits for me. i'm sorry for being this bag of sadness and sillyness tho :'( all i can say is that i love you so much and i'm so grateful for having you. what do i do with you, huh? my shining star always reminding me everything will be okay.
honestly, though, it definitely cheered me up :D i love him, i love red and i love you with all the strength of my heart 🌟girl
also @cryingforcrocodiles and @cherishlalune i think you guys will like this one
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hungriestheidi · 23 days
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moment of silence because monachopsis was officially overtaken today by houseby the sea as my fic with the most hits. you served well baby, i will love you for ever monachopsis<3
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marvels-baudelaire · 9 months
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Janine and Gregory most definitely would break the "dont see the bride before the wedding rule"
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rainbownixie · 2 years
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i'm not sure why we're all spreading love here all of a sudden but i just wanted to say that i love all of you a lot!! before joining this tag i was going through some crazy shit (like max kinnie stuff) and y'all don't know how much being here has helped me <3
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elecman108 · 28 days
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What. Ow. This is rad.
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Special shout out to specifically @ashkii-0 @drag0n0fbutt3r @jellycreamjammedart @angellongtail @egyptiansapphiredragons @maridiayachtclub @amoureuxsys and @artblockk for slapping the ever-loving shit out of me. <3 Appreciate it.
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stickyspeckledlight · 1 month
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heya, i'm unsure if you'll find this ask sappy or whatever but forgive me, i just have to say this - sunrise, sunset, my destroyed body in the onset is just simply immaculate. the 'left me speechless, jaw hanging open' kind. i hope you know the words you wrote had me waiting for the next ones each time. the repeating metaphors about 'growing fangs and sinking them into the other's neck' was glorious, gave me a sense of satisfaction i never knew i could have! i also love how both aventurine and the reader are intriguing to me - not just aventurine who was meant to have the spotlight from a general perspective - your impeccable narration made the characters feel alive and more real, in a sense. that's rare. i don't even know if my babbling is worth your time but i'd like you to know, regardless, that your writing left an impact. a good one, i think it's admirable. thank you for writing that piece, wishing you a great day ahead!
(just a lurking reader skulking around, honestly. hope ya don't mind the ramble.)
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ANON........................................I, I...*GASP* ahhh I-I...I....grah.........
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Seriously, the reception to Onset has been so,,, unexpectedly amazing!!!!!!! I know not everything I write lands, but it's always such a great honor when it DOES!!!! And Anon? We are brainrotters here. I see no shame in proclaiming love for a fic. Or becoming a hivemind for a fictional man. But in any case, know that any author's greatest honor is to have left an impact, no matter how small.
I'm so happy I did the characterization well, esp since this was written within the week before 2.1. Aventurine is super interesting, and after 2.1 I am even more enthralled with this guy. He deserves to be happy, but...well, even if there is a 'happy ending,' the roots of it can be twisted, can't they?
More importantly. It seems I did not fuck up with the reader, lmao. They're honestly the main reason I'm so blown away by the reception, since from what I can tell readers who fight back tend to be more popular--and yeah, I get it! For one, conflict is much simpler to write, and there are a lot more opportunities where you can see the yan and reader at odds with one another, playing a game. For this fic though, I sort of just wanted to write about...a normal person, I guess. Definitely a bit indulgent, but if authors didn't indulge, we may as well whisk away all our fantasies. Onset is a psychological spiral when you really get down to it. I will definitely make sure to keep this solid sense of character and narration with me, going forward (and also just because I LOVEEEEEE when normal actions or seemingly innocent actions are described in really fucked up ways). In general, I really love keeping a sense and/or theme of 'mundanity' in my works. It's a really interesting concept to me, and I think to an extent, everyone is fascinated with it, to some extent. Whether they cling to it or despise how they can't seem to break out of its shackles.
Esp after 2.1, I am even more interested in yan!aven dynamic with Onset!reader, and I have soooooo many thoughts that I want to talk about but also want to save so I can splurge them with beautiful prose as I cook what is (hopefully) another Michelin star meal.
Have a wonderful day, anon! And to anyone else who's eyes fall upon this post, I will never hate anyone who shimmies on into my inbox to heap praise and boost my ego, or to go nutso with brainrot. At the end of the day, this blog is simply just another way for my mind to go brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr :D
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goddessaphos · 3 months
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what a wonderful blessing to exist in the same universe as lebians. thank heavens i love lesbians.
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