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"You...spoil me sometimes, you know that?" Roxanne takes the custom jammies, disappearing in her bedroom to get changed out of sight. He'd simply ogle if she dressed in the living room. "You always sound like such a pervert when you say it like that. Are we doing the movie first or the face masks?"

"You...made them specifically for me?" Roxy's voice wavers, seeped with a moment of affection and sentimentality. "I...will try it on. Under one condition. If you take pictures, you're not allowed to post them. "

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penny doodle

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"I gotta take us somewhere more private if we're gonna try to talk this out. I can't be seen in public like this." Her state's top hunter holding hands with the king of hell. It'd ruin her. Johnnie drives them to her flat one handed, her cuffed hand always brushing against his. Exiting the car, mindful not to drag Lucifer as she walks. "I'll...uncuff ya when we're inside. I guess you're not really a threat if the only thing you're looking for is-well me."

Lucifer growled lowly when she mentioned Chuck. He hated that all roads led to him. “I believe you are my mate, Johnnie.” He said quietly. He used the bond he had created with her and sent her warmth and love something she had never experienced before.

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"You...made them specifically for me?" Roxy's voice wavers, seeped with a moment of affection and sentimentality. "I...will try it on. Under one condition. If you take pictures, you're not allowed to post them. "

Hands feel about for fabric, squinting at the one article of clothing in her size. "You and these ridiculous jammies. You have been trying to get me to wear this for years, Wade. Do you just carry this around with you everywhere in hopes I'll put it on?"

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Hands feel about for fabric, squinting at the one article of clothing in her size. "You and these ridiculous jammies. You have been trying to get me to wear this for years, Wade. Do you just carry this around with you everywhere in hopes I'll put it on?"

"I will have to workout after Loompool leaves. I don't like having a singular audience. It makes me feel weird." Roxanne perches herself on the couch, trying to peek into the back with all his slumber party supplies. "Only bad pajamas. Indecent pajamas. I sleep hot so I wear very little to bed. So I hope you've got a robe or something in there for the birthday girl"

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"I will have to workout after Loompool leaves. I don't like having a singular audience. It makes me feel weird." Roxanne perches herself on the couch, trying to peek into the back with all his slumber party supplies. "Only bad pajamas. Indecent pajamas. I sleep hot so I wear very little to bed. So I hope you've got a robe or something in there for the birthday girl"

"Just try and stop me. I'm Loompool now." He teases, grinning as he watches her put her workout clothes to the side, good, she was his to spend time with and that's how he liked it. "They don't exist." he comments, just like the friends he had inside his head. "You don't have good pyjamas? What? You got like evil pyjamas?"

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"You've said that word too much and now I'm reconsidering letting you loom at all." Roxanne puts aside her workout clothes, officially giving up on her original plans to workout most of the day. "He has friends maybe...possibly. I've never seen them but they do exist." A pause as she shakes her head. "I'm getting off track. We can't do a birthday slumber party. I don't have good pajamas. Unless you've got a spare in that bag for me?"

"You would just loom in my house while I work out? That's a little creepy, Wade." Roxanne joked, keening towards the quick little cheek kiss. "Thanks. You're the first one to remember that isn't Darren. He doesn't really count, that boy views me as his mother."

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The fact that it could be from anyone means you have a lot of people who love you. ♥️

"Maybe so."

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► get some sleep and learn to love yourself ♥️

Roxy: *squints* This could be from anyone

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Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey.

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he's famous for his entrances.

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"His lectures get longer each time. Sometimes he's even evolved to just lecturing me in my dreams so I can't escape." The mage was effective, she could not deny that. A sliver of pride rises, a smile featured on her lips for a moment. He'd improved so much, truly earning his right to the title of head mage.

Alaric's offer rips her from her thoughts, eyes warming up at the notion. "You may... although I wouldn't mind if your hands wander. I've never had any complaints when it comes to your touch, my treasure."

"I could never bring myself to tear your skin enough to drink from you."

Roxanne admits, one of her hand idly reaching to rub along the skin of his jaw. He's many to things to her at once. Her protective nature makes him practically sacred to her. If anything ever happened to him, Roxanne's rampage would likely destroy every rolling field and kingdom.

Her voice lowers, trying to preserve what little is left of her throat.

"A bath. I'd like these hands to help me wash my hair...braid whatever little shiny baubles you have into my curls."

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Fun facts:

Roxanne has grieved the 'death' of her parents twice

Faked their death when she was 8, returned to her life shortly after the fall of SHIELD Dusted in front of her during the snap

Nick has disappeared on Roxy at least four times

Did not return to the apartment for several months when she was about 13 His 'death' after being attacked by the winter soldier Dusted during the Snap Left to the MOON

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Eight years

I was your daughter for only eight years

You dressed me expensively. Language classes so I could understand all the different ways you'd scold me. Ballet so I could entertain you and your guests, but not once would you yourself reward me with praise. When nights came, you'd lock me in my pristine room from the outside. When my father would wish me good night and tell me he loved me, you were always silent. Not once do I remember hearing the three words from you.

I was your dolly. A puppet. Whatever you needed in that moment is what I was.

And when you both disappeared you left me to your brother. A man so busy he barely took me out of the glass case you kept me in. I only saw him during holidays when the prep school would send me back. While you were cruel in how you withheld the praise and affection, he could be swayed. With enough impressive action, he'd spare a few words. And I existed off those rations for years on end.

My uncle was all I had. In adulthood, I was so so close to feeling like someone close to him.

When he gathered his avengers, I was pushed out of his orbit. So far away that I felt like we were barely more than superior and underling.

His avengers gave me something bigger. Something bright and splendid to orbit instead. Someone specific again. A star. An icon.

Whether I wanted him or to have what he had, will always be beyond me. Despite all I did, I could not garner even an ounce of his attention.

I am unworthy of love but one day that will change.

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Diana Fury often referred to her daughter as dolly. A term of affection in the eyes of others or rather a reflection of their true dynamic. Owner and possession. For eight years, the daughter of Diana is kept neatly dressed in a pristine room. One that is locked from the outside at night. Her daughter is enrolled in multiple language classes and attends ballet three time a week.

Obedient and complaisant. More puppet than child. With enough time together, she likely would've become Diana's perfect idealized child. With enough time, she likely would've actually kept the name Diana gave her.

Dolly often asked the same questions, only earning one response.

"Do you love me?"

"I will. When you are older."

In the eight years that Diana raises her daughter, not once does she ever say that she loves her. When Diana's brother Nick takes custody of the girl now known as Roxanne, he says it to her only a few times every year.

Roxanne Fury grows up to be total fine and not at all impacted by this kind of family dynamic.

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"I actually had a very normal childhood. My mom says so."