Hi not a request but you know how Lucifer looks like a Cocktiel well I was wonder what type of bird Azazel would resemble since I plan to try to draw him even though I’m not a great artist.
Thank you for your time I hope you have a good day
I was thinking a mourning dove. I love that bird it's like it blends in with everything else, like you can hear it but you can't see it. I also love the sound it makes.
I love seeing drawings, I can't draw for shit so a literal stick figure will make me happy
Choso x gn reader ( @berryghostbunny )
college au
warning: mention of throw up
summary: You and Choso go to a college party
Your first college party. You had been warned about college parties, pacing yourself, keeping an eye on your drink, don't sleep with strangers, etc. But you didn't worry too much because you had your boyfriend to protect you.
One problem tho... You were terrible at pacing yourself. an hour into the party you were the drunkest you have ever been and it was starting to get a bit overwhelming.
You sat on the couch of what you guessed was the living room when the whole room started to get hot. The music started to become muffled, and the people blurred into moving lights.
You tried to calm yourself by getting some water but as soon as you stood up you felt nauseous.
You flashed a look to Choso which he got immediately the hit and was at your side in an instant.
"Maybe we should get some fresh air, love." Choso wrapped an arm around your waist and guided you outside where there was a porch swing. He gently sat you down,
"I'll be back with some water." He pecked your head before running inside.
As you sat there and waited for him when the nauseous feeling came back, you quickly leaned over the porch railing and let everything out.
"Oh baby," You didn't even notice Choso come up behind you until he had his hand on your back. running his hand up and down soothingly, "Maybe it's time for us to go home."
You were about to object but you had to throw up again.
When you were finished wiped your mouth and leaned back to look at him. He smiled at you as he handed you a bottle of water.
"Let's go home."
*bonus*
At home Choso ran you a bath.
"Feeling better, love?" He said while sitting on the side of the bathtub resting his hand on your arm.
"So much better... Why don't you join me."
"I want to make sure you feel better."
"I already told you I do and I'll feel 10 times better if you join me." You raise your hand to place over his that touches your arm. He took that hand and brought it to his lips, leaving a gentle kiss.
"Your wish is my command, love."
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Therapist: Oh, you definitely have daddy issues
Me: no, I don't
Also, me hours later realizing all my favorite fictional characters are older man....
Hope everyone is having a great holiday season and is ready for the upcoming year.
REQUESTS ARE OPEN
I've been away for a while posting here and there but now I'm a little more free.
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❥𝗌𝗇𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍 : 𝗐𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗌. (𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍)
{ 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 — 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋, 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽, 𝗆𝖺𝗃𝗈𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁. }
Soo I read somewhere that old war nurses were told to never show their negative emotions when the soldiers were dying sooo lemme present to you…
Izuku who bursts through your door, hand barely covering the fist sized hole overtaking his abdomen, splotches of blood paints his deathly paling face and as he tries to speak a spurt of blood leaves his mouth and he coughs.
You frantically led him towards your couch, he’s been like this for too long he doesn’t have much time left and you know this, but mentally your brain isn’t ready.
You’re trying to calm yourself and check him out, then you hear him speak. “‘M sorry bout the mess was ‘posed t’ come home earlier.” A trail of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, he doesn’t have much time left you try to remind yourself putting on an act as you both sit on the couch.
Your eyes glossy, lips slightly trembling as you clear your throat, he doesn’t need to see you like this. “A-ah y-yea baby it’s fine, you came back home. That’s all that matters.”
He softly smiles and you mimic him, your tear ducts filling. “O-oh d-did you get a c-chance to make dinner?” He coughs violently, your eyes widened at the amount of blood that now covers his scarred, busted palm. “Sorry love b-but I-im feeling kinda sleepy.”
His eyes have lost their shine, the tears now flood down your face silently, your lips managed a mangled smile, he really doesn’t have much time left. He looks up still coherent enough to see your tears.
“Why’re ya c-crying love?” You shook your head from side to side kissing his forehead a few tears falling on him. “‘M just happy you’re home baby.” A mix of a laugh sob left your mouth as he mutters a soft ‘oh.’
You can tell he’s getting weaker, his arms laid by his side and he felt heavier, you cradled his head kissing his cheek, you see him try to form a smile. You don’t mind the burgundy/crimson liquid leading from the front door, pooling on the couch as you situated his nearly lifeless body on the couch, his head in your lap he let out a sound of comfort looking up at your smile, his face feels so heavy to him but he’s sure he’s smiling back.
“You’re so pretty…I love you.” You struggle to choke back a sob as more tears fell. “T-thank you baby I love you too. U-um how bout you t-take a nap I’ll w-wake you when dinner’s ready h-hmm? H-how that sound?”
He feels you kiss his lips feeling himself fading as he tries to nod he lets a soft ‘okay’ letting out a sigh of relief as he’s finally able to rest his heavy burning eyes.
Five minutes of shock passes through you and you tremble and wail, your now cold lover dead in your lap, a perspicuously faint smile on his face.
𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅
| Itoshi Sae × [GN!Reader]
| Moments Like This
| Fluff, lots of fluff, short, not proofread, Soft Sae ♥
| Summary: You and Sae lay down on a picnic blanket, thinking about each other.
| Blue Lock Masterlist
You opened your eyes, feeling someone laying down beside you on the picnic blanket.
Sae brushed a hair of your forehead with a finger. "Sleepy?"
You nodded, "A little." You drew circles on his chest.
He hummed. "Want to go back inside?" He asked, staring at your sleepy eyes peeking under your lashes.
You looked back to the tent you both had set up and up to the sky filled with beautiful galaxy colors and bright stars. "Hm, not yet. I wanna stargaze a little longer."
"Hey," You looked back at him, hearing his call.
Sae leaned down a bit and brought his lips to yours, supporting your neck upwards with his left hand.
They're warm, he thought. He grips your waist and settles you laying on him. You laid your head on his chest, fiddling with the ring on his necklace, matching the one on your own.
Your heart warms once more at the sight of it, the symbol of your love. The symbol of his promise. A promise of your future together. He bought matching rings for your birthday a year before.
"Rings.... in a necklace?" You blinked. "Not that I'm complaining, but, why put them in a form of necklaces this time? Is it special because it's my birthday?"
Your boyfriend has given you 8 matching rings, him having the pair of the ones you have, during the years you've been together. All of them have different designs, but none of them were put as necklaces or bracelets.
He makes you hold your hair on one side and put the necklace with the Initial of 'S' on your neck. "That's one of the two reasons." He says.
"What's the other?"
He kisses your nape and you shiver, allowing him to lead you to bed and cuddle, resting you head under his chin. "It was a random thought at first, but I did it anyway. My favorite number is 10, I want to you to have 10 rings from me."
I laughed and booped his nose with your finger. "You're so random sometimes, I love it." He shooked his head and flicked your forehead.
"I also wanted to be romantic. I think I'm no good with words, but my actions could make up for it." He adds.
You laughed more. "You think? Honey, you could make the whole world hate you with just a few words." You teased.
"Should I take the ring back?"
"You wouldn't..."
"Try me."
You narrowed your eyes and rolled them, kissing his cheek. "But really, what's the main reason these rings are special?"
He kissed your forehead. "Because this is the last time I'll give you a ring as my girlfriend."
"Oh? When would be the other two, then?" You had an idea, but you wanted to hear it directly from him.
"The next one would be when I finally ask you to marry me, and the other would be in the church, infront of our friends and families." He says and kisses you.
You smile into the kiss. "I'll be looking forward to that."
Sae stares at your sleeping face, caressing your cheek with his free hand, the other one supporting your back.
You had fallen asleep in deep though, and Sae decided to stay a bit more outside and feel the scenery.
Sae feels comfortable with you, but he feels at peace when he's alone with you. He just got back from Spain and filed for a vacation with you, bringing you for a camping in a mountain where he learned the stars and sky would be seen clearly, just how you like it.
To Sae, you are peace itself. With you, he doesn't hear constant loudness that makes him irritated. With you, he doesn't have to talk to someone he doesn't like. With you, he doesn't have to pretend. With you, he can rest. With you, it's home.
Just having you in his arms is relaxing and calming. The pent up stress in his nerves are releasing as he breathes in the sight of you and your touch.
He carries you carefully back into the tent when he decides to sleep and kisses your forehead for goodnight. Most people say Sae is a hard man to please, that he probably isn't happy when it's not football, but then why is he so pleased beside you right now?
Moments like this make Sae fall even more.
are you comfortable with uhhh centaurs or fae creatures?
probably fae creatures. they both are cool to me but centaurs creep me out a little more.
A rant about some x reader fanfics ig
I really don't understand why 'yandere characters x reader' or certain aus it weirds me out thb like if you like it idc but it just erks me personally or how as an plus size autistic person i bearly see it like I'm not ordering any do this for me specifically but a lot of other people notice things like writers don't consider people have different skin tones, body types, hair texture or disabilities like were not telling you to bend over and do this for us and do what we say like I'm not trying to call out anyone specifically but Jesus christ I'm not a 4'11 skinny blue eyed long haired preppy person and nothings wrong with being that but not everyone looks like that
End of rant