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testing out animation and ended up being lucy skskls

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I wanna hear more abt the Kai, ranger, gashu family in your simulation au,,, 👉👈

Of course, anon 😳💞

Gashu is their adoptive/foster dad. Kai was abused and Rio was extremely neglected, so… their parents got taken away.

They met in the system but��� hey, we all know the system certainly isn’t perfect, or anything close. The two quickly connected, with Kai feeling a strange responsiblity to protect Rio at any cost. Rio just really wanted to see Kai smile, just once.

They ran away together, and Gashu found them hiding in a back alley, digging through garbage for new clothes. He promised them a warm meal if they told him what they were doing and why.

And well… you know where the story goes. Kai and Rio get adopted, and eventually Kai gets old enough to start working, so Gashu let’s him work as a homemaker for a small family called the chidouins. His first actual job, and most of it would just be cooking to fit their daughters picky tastes.

Kai’s contact with Sara is what dragged him into the game with her, and his connection with his family brought them into it as well, partially against their will.

After the simulation ended… Gashu hid. He could do nothing more. He was ashamed and shocked and overall absolutely disgusted with himself. He killed his sons. How could he ever forgive himself? And now he had to watch Rio slowly re-peice together his own personality, and watch Kai struggle with his urges and flashbacks to his fake past.

How… could he ever forgive himself for that..?

But hey… it’s okay. Because he doesnt have to.

After all, his sons already forgave him, and for now he’d let that be enough.

And he swears, even as their both adults, he’ll never let anyone hurt them again. Not this horrific simulation, not the press or the news stations. And certainly not himself.

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Long time no YTTD

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redrew something from a couple months ago 💖 now if you can excuse me i’m going to go scream into a pillow

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[ x ] | 霓霓cam | Permission | Pixiv Please do not reupload elsewhere. Reblog only. Support the artist by liking/bookmarking their work on Pixiv / Weibo.

lucien and mc ♡

more mr love art here

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[ x ] | こえだ k83_4 | Permission Please do not reupload elsewhere. Reblog only. Support the artist by liking/bookmarking their work on Twitter.

kiro ♡

more mr love art here

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young fenrir godspeed ☆

more ikerev art here

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[ x ] | 三月柚杏 | Permission | Twitter Please do not reupload elsewhere. Reblog only. Support the artist by liking/following their work on Pixiv / Twitter.

happy birthday, ranmaru! ☆

more ikesen art here

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Of Inverted Hearts and Goodbyes

kinda angsty...First time posting a fic here -- Please be gentle

The Avatar of Lust begged you with all his heart, something he've never done before --even when his Father punished him, Lilith and his brothers from the heavens.

Of course, he knew he won't ever be the jewel of your eyes. There was Lucifer who was always dependable, Mammon who was always protective, or Levi who you get along with. He's not as witty as Satan, not as sweet as Beelzebub or as honest as Belphie. Perhaps Simeon was right all along. He didn't want to admit it, but the angel's questions have break something in him.

He have always upheld himself as the most charming prince of hell, tempting right and left for millenias. Body open for everyone, heart closed to hide his insecurities. "Of course, you like me, I'm the most beautiful"-- a mantra he says as he sits on his vanity mirror. Funny, right? Vanitas should be close to Superbia but it felt like he should also claim that (it's not fair that Lucifer already has everything, he'd thought). He knew he acted and sounded shallow but beneath beauty and charms, what was he?

Father always told him how he lusted too much for something he could never have. "Nothing's enough with that frozen heart of yours. Love doesn't exist in you."

Asmodeus the angel tried to be the perfect child for him. Jewel of the heavens, they called him. Asmodeus the demon dragged the title with him when he fell and used it to his advantage to corrupt souls.

And then you came. The human exchange student was like a cute little pet. The pitiful being left in his scumbag brother's hands. He didn't understand why Solomon seemed interested with you.

When you pulled that incredible power, he've felt something sparked inside him. Unlocked power. He lusted for that since the beginning.

But when you both made a pact, another feeling stirred inside him. Something that grew as the two of you spend time together. Time that was scarce with how his brothers hoard your time. He was forced with make-up sessions, shopping, and helping you to prepare a date for someone who's not him. Pick-up lines and innuendos across the dining table you only smile politely at. Beel had once stopped munching to stare at the cupcakes Asmo have shoved in his mouth angrily, Satan and Lucifer snorting beside him. You were horsing around with Mammon, Belphie and Levi that time. He felt the six minor sins and his major sin screaming at him.

He wasn't lusting after your body or soul anymore (shame on him, he wouldn't admit that as avatar of lust). He yearned for the things he had deemed shallow than sex. Your laughter, your touch. Your love.

"You seem...more subdued," Solomon once remarked, as he stirred something with a funny smell in his cauldron. "I wonder if it's only power that MC drew out of you. Interesting."

"Shut up, Solomon." He crossed out the outfit he was doodling on the sketchbook (a gift from the sorcerer after erasing Asmo's drawings on his notes for the umpteenth time). It doesn't suit their eyes...

"Hmm. You've fallen? Finally." Solomon smirked. "Pun intended."

Asmo rolled his eyes. "I don't want to hear that from someone who have countless wives and lovers."

"You all grew up so fast," Solomon had sniffed. As fake as Satan's smile. Asmo threw a paper ball at the sorcerer, at which it fell in the stinky concoction. A bubble rose and screamed curses at them before Solomon popped it with his ladle. "Jokes aside, I wish you luck."

He wished for your attention to be directed at him. He labored himself every night to be the most attractive in your eyes. Dreamy sighs as he watched you clap your hands excitedly at what Lord Diavolo said. Shouldering through the twins to walk with you across the hallways. Trying to placate Lucifer's irritation when you get in trouble. Perking up when you call his name. Asmo, Asmo, Asmo-- the sound of your voice playing in his head as he giggled on his bed, hugging a pillow. He had felt greed on wanting you alone for himself. You won't choose him solely (surely, right?) , so he have dropped multiple times he's willing to share. Even just that...

But alas, all you see in him was a playboy out to get your heart.

If his brothers hear his lowly thoughts, they'll mock him. Somewhere in Diavolo's castle, Helene must be laughing.

Belphie moaned that he didn't have time with you enough but Asmo's sure his meter (like one of those weird games Levi plays) was higher than him. You'll left tomorrow and he's still in a slow pace, or perhaps even at a standstill.

The lights in the pub casted a soft glow around you. He hiccupped. He shouldn't have drank too much.

He held your hands. They're warm like you. And he felt like he was going to lose it, succumb to that neverending unsatisfaction again without you.

"Don't leave," he repeated, the tears rolling down his cheeks. He hiccuped again. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he wished that you won't mistaken that as silly drunken words. He sounded desperate. He didn't care.

You smiled. He stared, imprinting it in his mind. "Thank you," you said. You moved to hug him. "But I have to go. Lord Diavolo said the exchange program is over. The Celestial Realm is watching. I'm not allowed to stay even if I wanted to..." Your voice shook with emotion. He wrapped his arms around you. He still had questions, and you didn't answer his confession (or perhaps you rejected him already in your gentle way?), but your comfort come first.

It struck him that this might be the last the two of you will have the chance to be with each other.

He spotted golden hair outside the pub. So he clung desperately on you. Just a little more.

A little more time, he thought, before Satan reach the corner from where the two of you sat.

Forgive me, I'm rusty with words have faulty grammar and it might be OOC ;-;

I didn't expect this will evolve from a cooldown sketch to this sdfghjkl Based on my feels in Lesson 19-20--

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Parents Supporting Their LGBT Kids During Pride Month.

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Levi, Asmo, Beel and Belphie: My disappointment is immeasurable…

Anyway Happy Birthday Lucifer!

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do no reblog art from this person.

they disregard artists. the artists’ rights. the artists’ wishes. 

mlqc fandom, PLEASE be extremely mindful of what you reblog.

i always talk about art theft because it’s important to protect the artists who give us content. i’m sorry if you hate seeing my posts about this, but you guys can easily unfollow me because i will never stop trying to stop blatant art theft whenever i see it. tho i always do things privately, at this point i have no choice because they have chosen to just keep posting art while ignoring the artists and their wishes. i don’t think i need to explain much from our messages above. i also don’t think i should keep quiet about this.

whenever i message people about reposts, more often than not, it’s just an honest mistake. i’m always grateful to the people i’ve sent messages to in the past (re: taking down stolen art) who were really understanding. it creates a lot of anxiety for me to keep messaging people– not knowing how they’re going to react, but i still do it because it’s the right thing to do.

now this person has blatantly shown she doesn’t care what the artists think of her posting their work. after my last message, i waited for her to reply, but instead she posted more stolen art and this:

i guess this is supposed to justify her just wanting to post whatever she wants without asking the artist or respecting their wishes when they say ‘do not repost / please ask for permission first’.

now, going back to their message to me, they also sent me a link about hypocrisy. and here it is:

i actually have an idea about who this might be. i remember sending some people copy/paste messages asking them to take down a helios fanart because the artist said so + it was posted without permission. because of so many reposts, that artist has already deleted the aforementioned fanart from their twitter. it was a photo to be used for her friend’s story.

please read everything under the cut because this is important.

Keep reading

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Raincoat Belphie <3

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First order of business, Diavolo Sauce

When you go to Taco Bell and ask for Diavolo sauce instead of Diablo Sauce.

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The boys, Diavolo and MC playing never have I ever

MC: Hmmm, never have I ever slept with a human street walker.

Mammon: *drinks*

Asmo: *drinks*

Diavolo: *drinks*

Lucifer: ....

Diavolo: *smirks at him* Oh you KNOW you have Lu, don't be stupid, drink!

Lucifer: I dont recall..

Diavolo: Pfft, the night you and me-

Lucifer: SSSSHHHH! *drinks* there! Happy?!

Diavolo: Yes *wicked grin*

Satan: ....Ok i'm gonna need details of this night in question

Belphie: I'm glad you piped up because I wanna know too!

Beel: *smiling at Lucifer, wanting a story*

Levi: *trying to not smirk at how awkward Lucifer if being*

Asmo: *leans in waiting to hear*

Mammon: Spill the beans *smirks*

MC: Yeah, go on.

Diavolo: Well..Lucifer and I were-

Lucifer: DIAVOLO, SSH! PLEASE! *blushes*

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MC’s not in the House of Lamentation to romance anybody

MC’s there to counsel