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[glove23]

what are you trying to forget, kipperlily?

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[daisyjonesgf]

invisible string // finnick odair x reader

based of this request:

congrats on 700 followers!! you deserve it sm!!💜 ahh i’m so indecisive, i wanted to send a 🪻 but i can’t choose between these songs: invisible string, delicate, or slut! so whichever inspires you the most! ik it’ll be great whichever you choose!

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warnings: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, breakups, arguments, past relationships which includes allusions to cheating and a wrist gets grabbed, soulmates, a slowburn for them but not for us, meant to be, very little dialogue, allusions to trafficking, mental health struggles, unedited, no use of y/n

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When Finnick was younger he'd take every free moment he had to swim, usually with his friends, but now part of him craved to be alone with the waters. It let him drop the facade and be melancholy even if it was one of the few things that really brought him joy. So, he'd stopped inviting them to his favorite secluded beach area, that way he could finally be alone with his thoughts. He would be able to turn the thoughts in his brain of all of his regrets and all the secrets he'd have to die with.

The only company he ever had besides the waves and creatures below was the family that always set out their boat to fish and it had been that way for years. A persistent presence in the water that felt like part of the environment and it didn't bother him. No one had ever spoken to him except when he and his friends were younger, the adults would urge them to be careful when they passed by. Now though it was part of the peacefulness to hear a family muttering around in the back. A family that just so happened to contain you.

Before he'd grown up and became more withdrawn he'd always accompany his mom, adorning her signature royal blue skirt, to the markets, where he learned the only place she'd buy her lobsters from was your family. As a kid it gave him some sort of pride to know where the source came from, this little special area, and now he was just grateful that the routines stayed the same whenever he was able to just be at home. He'd arrive at the beach and your boat would be bobbing up and down in the distance, Finnick would fill his time swimming and lost in thought, then eventually your family would dock the boat, he'd get closer to the shore and you guys would leave with your catch, you'd always send him a smile that he'd send an acknowledging nod back to. The normalcy felt good to him which is why it put him off when everyone filed off the boat and you weren't there.

It shouldn't have unsettled him as much as it did, but this was the one part of his life that he felt like he had some expectations for, there was control. You could just not have felt well or had something come up, but it made his stomach knot regardless. So he tried to go about the rest of his evening, searching for something to make his brain feel like there was still control. His feet brought him to the bakery, maybe those familiar sea green stained, salty loaves of bread would make him nostalgic enough to take away the feeling. There was also the cup of hot, mint tea that it seemed like only they could make the way they did, just right.The bell rang and he went inside, overtaken by the comforting smell and warmth. When he'd gotten the loaves and turned back onto the dimly lit cobblestone streets his brain only felt normal again when he'd caught a glimpse of you.

There you were, stranding with your back to the wall of the shop as you argued with some guy in front of you. Wearing that same sea green the bread was. And it felt ridiculous to Finnick, but seeing you was part of his nightly routine and it made him feel calmer even if it hadn't been the same way. This time he smiled at you and you noticed him for a second, sending a nod back before you were drawn back into whatever the man was saying.

Besides that blip, for months life went on as normal. He'd go to swim, the boat would be on the water, the boat would dock, he'd swim to shore, you'd smile a goodbye, and life would go on. A few months in there was an addition to the family on the boat, a new guy, and a new face in his routine was just as difficult for him to adjust to. Not as much as the day your family passed by and you stayed at the dock with the man. He could hear you both arguing, the setting sun illuminating you in your royal blue, your hands moving around to illustrate whatever point you were making. Finnick didn't want to eavesdrop, he wanted to tear his eyes away, but he couldn't. Then he could no longer sit still when the man grabbed your wrist with a yell and you tried to pull it away.

“Hey!" Finnick heard himself shout as his feet pounded against the sand, both of you turned your heads towards him.

“Whoa, man, nothing to worry about here!" The man let go of your wrist and put his hands in the air as some kind of defense.

“Definitely didn't look like there was nothing to worry about." Finnick knew he was intimidating, you don't win the Hunger Games and come out without some form of fear attached to your name. The man scoffed as he took a step back, “You can go now.”

The man said what must have been your name,"You don't want me to go, do you?”

You rolled your eyes, "Of course I want you to go!” You were exasperated and with a huff of frustration the man walked off. There was a beat of silence, "Thank you.” You acknowledged, sitting down on the dock, taking off your sandals, so you could dip your feet into the waters. Finnick hummed a response and stood there behind you for a while in silence before you patted the area next to you, "If you want to sit down you can, I don't usually bite." You didn't look at him, eyes staring out at the horizon.

His routine was already so skewed that there was no possibility of fixing it now, so he did sit and the dock creaked as he moved. “Are you okay?"

“Yeah, I'll be fine." You said quickly.

Finnick didn't believe you, but was in no position to call you out on that. So you sat there in comforting silence as the moon began to shine and occasionally he'd look over at you through the corner of his eyes to see how radiant you looked. At some point you were suddenly sliding off the dock into the water, fully clothed as you did so. “What're you doing?"

Your head dipped under the water before you brought it back up, “Washing it off!" It made him feel understood for a second, that's what he always was trying so desperately to do.

Maybe if he was a smarter man, after that night he would've spoken to you more, made an effort. Instead he thought about things he could say, but stuck to what was normal. The only chance was the added smile to his nod when you passed by. So for months he continued on, fantasizing about things he could say to talk to you, but wouldn't and eventually there was another boyfriend on the boat. It shouldn't have hurt him, but it unexplainably did. Hurt with himself for not saying something to you, trying to be your friend. He'd gotten used to it though until the night where you were once again nowhere to be found when your family walked off the dock. Another knot in the depths of his stomach, like something as being twisted and tugged at. So he did what he had nearly a year before, the bakery, searching for something to rid the sensation. When he'd entered it though he instantly found you. Sitting in the corner, eyes red, sipping a cup of tea. He couldn't stop his feet from moving towards the booth. In silence he sat across from you

“What'd he do?" Finnick asked as softly as he could. You sniffed, wiping away a stray tear.

“Sometimes I just wonder why nothing clicks and the puzzle pieces never fit even if I do everything I can. It's like there's no one out there for me." Your voice was so quiet as you took another sip of your tea, without a clue on any it felt so natural to open up to this man who you'd known without knowing your whole life.

It was how he felt too, everyone looked at him like he was some sort of monetary gain that could be achieved, instead of wanting to really see him. “What'd he do?" Finnick reaffirmed and you looked at him for a second before getting a look in your eye that told him everything he needed to know before you were shaking your head, trying not to cry again. He didn't know what came over him, but he rose to sit on the side of the booth you were in and had his arms wrapped around you, letting you sob into him.

That's when he felt it, the surge of energy, the bliss when you touched and maybe you did too because you stopped to stare at him for a moment. Maybe he was delusional or maybe something felt like it had clicked deep inside of his soul. He smelled the mint from your tea, looked at your royal blue top, and something felt right, more right than anything had felt since the day he was reaped. Eventually you just laid your head on his chest and felt the energy surge back and forth between the two of you. “I'll walk you home, I know the area, I grew up two streets away." He eventually muttered, not wanting to move at all. Suddenly you shifted again, this time to stare in confusion.

“I grew up, I mean I still live, two streets away.”

Maybe it was really then that Finnick knew, and you knew, that something had tied you two together since the beginning. That even when he was just the boy on the beach and you on the boat, without a word spoken, the universe meant for this. There wasn't a doubt in his mind that the string had pulled you from every man who would hurt you, and kept him living. It must have been worth it all to realize after all this time it had been you.

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thank you for reading, fluff isn't my strongest spot so I hope this makes up for all the pain I caused in the latest chapter of the river! as always if you enjoyed it likes, comments, reblogs, discussion is all very appreciated and my ask box plus requests are open. thank you again 💋

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[phoenixmuses]

We're getting goofy with this, but which of your muses would be most likely to fall for the updog joke?

Hello Anon, thanks for the ask! 💜 I love the silly asks C:

Okay, so I've never watched The Office (please nobody riot, I'm doing my best here 😭), but I assume this is what you're talking about.

If I had to choose a few muses I think would fall for that, I would have to say it would be Loki, Thor, Steve, Charlie, Draco, Harry, Luna, and Valerie.

Loki and Thor

Loki and Thor would probably be so confused by it at first 😂😭 Thor would probably take it in stride once someone explained the joke to him, whereas Loki I could see pouting just a little (since "he's supposed to be the prank and mischief person 😤") and still being like ??? I could see Thor running around and telling the joke to Lady Sif and the Warriors Three, having to explain it (although he doesn't mind, he's probably excited to teach them something new), and so on. Loki's so done with him by the end of it, hearing the 'updog joke' a billion times by the end of the week.

Steve Harrington

He's a little... slow to catch on at times. I don't necessarily want to call him a 'himbo', but even Dustin has to correct him several times 😂😭 I don't think Steve would get it at first until he sat with it for a second to process, in which case, he'd probably laugh a bit and roll his eyes. Steve probably thinks the joke is dumb, but he's not opposed to using it on Dustin (who probably playfully ribs him about his sense of humor). He definitely wouldn't let Nancy or anyone he was romantically interested in hear him tell the joke (and would probably secretly die of embarrassment if they did).

Charlie Bradbury

Honestly, Charlie probably loves jokes like this; don't get me wrong, she would get annoyed having to hear the material used repeatedly, but she would probably store it and occasionally use it to break the ice (I imagine her using it on Castiel and he just *squints, tilts head ???*).

Draco Malfoy

Much like Loki and Thor, he's raised to be a little more proper (I use that term loosely, but basically, he was raised as an aristocrat, so he doesn't use as much slang and things of that nature). To be honest, this joke is probably wasted on Draco (he would probably be more annoyed that you wasted his time with something he would consider dumb, although he would probably fall for it).

Harry Potter

The twins would likely pull this joke on Harry at some point. Considering half of his life was a lie and the other half he had to relearn because he didn't know that part of him existed (in this case, the Wizarding World), Harry would probably likely think he missed something in his studies at first. At least until the twins are howling with laughter, anyway.

Luna Lovegood

This girl would probably politely listen to your joke, give a soft giggle, and then proceed to tell you about some creatures that actually used to be called Updog (or something similar). 😂😭 Luna would probably think it's funny to listen to you tell the joke to others, too (and honestly, I think she might dissociate just a little when she's heard the joke a few too many times, letting her mind wander off to whatever creature she's interested in at the time).

Valerie Moore

She's curious about the world and there are always new things, so she would probably fall for this joke, thinking it was something she hadn't heard about yet. It would take her a few seconds or so to process it, then she would probably laugh it off and think it was silly. Much like Luna, she would probably zone it out after a few times of hearing it. Depending on her mood, she might try the joke out on a few people (particularly Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington).

[deathsangel-eva]

FINALLY CHFNFJ omg finally I made a ref sheet I don't totally hate,,,

Anyways- this is mah rot-cat o from Rain World bapie The Possessed😳✨ hope ya like it and dhdhdh

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A little more informations about it! :))

-It can have multiple tentacles depending on the situation; the most common view of it is with only two tentacles tho :))

-has an emotionless stare; you don't really know what is going on in that head of its buuuuuut the two usual thing are either "Consume" or just "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

-Yes, it is in constant pain :) like a balance between the Dll consuming Paisley but at the same time not that much to get Paisley to """""die""""""

-the only "visible emotions" are pain, sadness and anger just cause in all of these some strange tears come out of its big round white eye

-fusing with a Dll, sadly, Paisley lost all his abilities to communicate, actually loosing completely his mouth

-The possessed is sneaky af thanks not only to its dll abilities, but also to it's silent attitude (that means that it could jumpscare you like there's no tomorrow :))

-Paisley's soft and warm paws, after the incident, became sharp, strong and colder claws but beneath the black coverage of the fusion, his original colors can be, very barely, seen

-Possessed is like a trashcan, it can absorb and devour literally a N Y T h i n g- dead or alive, it doesn't matter. With no mouth, it eats by using dll's part that cartoonishly and terrifyingly become like a giant mouth for it to incorporate its pray in to digest them :))))

-Its movements are restricted, mostly due to the weight gain from the dll mass plus the latter blocking its longer and bigger movements; so, it cannot do long jumps and all, but can use the tentacles to reach up its objective and make even more complicated movements

-The possessed can produce, tot times, Dll's cells that it use to either "Froze kill" (technically paralysing in a sorta of coma or uhm putting creatures in a state of apparent death to escape more easily) and from that it can kinda choose between leave them like that(ultimately ""killing"" the creature) or rather "zombify" them to create its arm- I MEAN- to make lovely companions to spend time with :)) 💙✨

And last but not for importance!

-It can kinda return "normal"; Paisley can sorta take control again on his body while the Dll's parts regroup on his bandana(being pure organic fabric the Dll can use it as a "body substitute" for a limited time that can vary; the two end of the bandana can transmute into tentacles). This process is extremely painful and heartbreaking just like the "transformation" back to The Possessed and Paisley is absolutely terrified of both suffer that much and becoming again that- that monster he's cursed to be.

-When The Possessed come back after that kind of transformation is always a hell lot H u n g r y so, better not be nearby! :)) 👌✨

I think that's all for now! I hope y'all like it and, to the next post uwu✨💜💜

[mcx7demonbros]

The Sacrifice

Ft. Klein (my MC), all Obey Me! Boys

C/W: mention of vomiting, blood, death, Lesson 16 & 38 spoilers

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Summary: this is part 1 of the series that recounts how Klein’s life ended as a human, and how he became the Archon of Sin.

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When Simeon arrived, it was already too late. The Night Dagger had stabbed through Klein’s heart.

“Blaargh!” Klein vomited blood on Lucifer. The dagger did have a physical form after all, so it was a given that it would also cause physical wound.

“Klein, no, stay with me!” Klein really wanted to do as Lucifer said, but as so much blood leaving his body, his legs felt weak and he felt into Lucifer’s arms.

“Luci, I love you!” Klein whispered to Lucifer’s ear.

“No, Klein, don’t make it sound like you’re going to die. I will find a way-.”

“Shhhh…Luci, tell Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, and Belphie that I love them too. *cough* *cough* please go to Fr. Leo and tell him to give me a *cough* Christian burial.”

Lucifer took Klein’s hand into his, kissing it and caressing it with his cheek. A tear managed to escape his eye.

“I guess this is my punishment *cough* for being so evil. Even in dream, I could never imagine an Evil Lord like me would sacrifice my life for someone else. Love makes me a fool.”

“Doesn’t it apply to us all?”

“Yeah-.” Klein took the rosary out from his pocket with his other hand. “Sorry, Mother.” Klein breathed his last. His soul exited his body and entered the Night Dagger, to be imprisoned inside until the end of time.

Lucifer turned into his demon form and used his wings to cover Klein’s body as he took the body of his beloved to the roof of the House of Lamentation. That night, every demon in Devildom, along with creatures of other races that resided there, heard an anguish howl, the most anguish howl they had ever heard.

“Lucifer, what happen-?” The three brothers with wings appeared came up to the roof immediately after hearing the painful howl.

“That’s-.”

“No, it can’t be. Not again.”

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The next day, Diavolo ordered all flags of Devildom to be hung half-staff. All businesses in Devildom closed for a full day, and all classes and works of RAD were cancelled for three whole days. Even the Demon Lord’s Castle had a black banner hung on its tallest tower to show respect.

Inside the Council’s room at RAD, on each of the banners of the Avatars hung a black ribbon.

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On the front door of the House of Lamentation also hung a black ribbon.

Lucifer had left the house to go to the Human Realm to tell Klein’s family about the tragic news and to prepare for the funeral. The whole house was left in Mammon’s charge.

The memory of Klein dying in his hands still felt like it was just yesterday. As Mammon looked at Klein inside the glass coffin, he felt so angry, mostly towards himself. Since that day, the Avatar of Greed had sworn that he would protect his human from all harm, that he would do everything in his ability to make his human happy. Why? Just why? Fate was so cruel, it took away his beloved, not once, but twice.

“Henry, open your eyes? Henry would never abandon his best friend, the Lord of Shadow.” Beside Mammon, Levi completely knelt on the ground beside the coffin, his eyes puff from crying. Some parts inside the Avatar of Envy was telling that it was all a lie, and if he went to sleep and wake up, maybe, just maybe, Klein would be all alive and well.

“Damn it, how could this happen?” Satan wanted to blame Lucifer, but deep down inside, he knew Lucifer had no fault in Klein’s death.

Asmo standing beside Satan didn’t even care about his appearance anymore. His eyes and face were more swollen than Levi from all the crying. After returning to the House of Lamentation, Lucifer let Asmo took Klein’s body away so Asmo would make sure Klein looked the best even in bis death. But all the make-up was meaningless when the soul of his beloved was not with him and his soul found no rest, forever trapped inside the Night Dagger.

Beel had promised to protect Klein, to be his shield, yet he had failed again. Lilith perished, now even Klein had gone, a fate more tragic than Lilith.

Belphie leaning on Beel’s shoulder, inside his head was grief for the his beloved, whom he had killed once. For Belphie, he had killed Klein a second time by failing to protect his evil overlord. Whose fault was that? Lucifer? Lucifer failed to save Klein, but he was also a victim in this? It was Diavolo and Solomon? They were in cahoot with each other, keeping all those secrets to themselves. In the end, Klein lost his life. Those two wanted to protect the Three Realms? Let the Three Realms burn, the Avatar of Sloth didn’t give a damn.

Now, when the sun of their lives had gone, everything felt like a harsh cold and icy world.

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