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[OC] Monolith

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I was walking around the neighborhood one day and suddenly came across this tree with a branch the formed a spiral

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redraw of a piece from november 2020

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torn between feeling like shit and succumbing to it, and knowing that i'm wasting my time wallowing like shit

also constantly feeling like damn i'm so useless, yet feeling like i am better than them

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ayoko na umiyak ang sakit lang sa ulo

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times like this i need a blunt to calm me down

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whenever im nervous, my heart beats so fast and i feel like i'm gonna puke, i don't like this at all make it stop

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my tumblr is dead but i still need all to know that i love my puppet son 

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soooo i kinda draw as a hobby sometimes, and i noticed that the compliment i always get is how the color is nice

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my heart melts whenever my cats lie over my scars

and AND if they start kneading on them ;_;

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maybe the reason why i'm having a hard time opening up to people is due to my inability to set boundaries

like, once i open up to them, it's inevitable for them to cross boundaries at some point because they'll start thinking that "oh, we're close, she'll understand that i'm only joking" they'll start assuming and using my vulnerability as an excuse to be tactless

but then i don't like confrontations, which ends up my letting it happen anyway

and i'll be back to being closed off to new people

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hihi! hope you’re doing well. :)) can i ask for some headcanons of the brothers and an mc who likes to hold hands when they make love? i think that is pretty frickin cute if u ask me 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️ thanks!! <3

mc who likes holding hands during love making <3 gn!reader, 18+, nsfw even if there's no direct smut written

commission me!

LUCIFER, who's hands are covered in his leather gloves, who pauses the kisses he trails down your warm skin to peel them off with his teeth and throw them over his shoulder so they're out the way, and stay that way. He loves the way your hand feels so small in his, the way you squeeze it when he hits a spot inside you so perfectly - he eats it up and he holds your hand tighter, pride powering his new found vigour.

MAMMON, who gets butterflies whenever you entwine your fingers together and rambles on and on about how good you feel, how soft your hands are and he can't get enough. One hand holds yours, and the other grips your hip and his face nuzzling into your neck because he's feeling too much, all at once, and he gives your hand a squeeze when you moan his name.

LEVIATHAN, who lets you grip his hand, but his hold is hesitant and he feels more embarrassment that your fingers are laced together rather than the fact his dick is inside you. He's scared his palm is sweaty, and he grips it firmly when he feels his release coming closer and closer until it feels almost painful to hold his hand. Bashful and embarrassed, he thinks about it later when you're back in your room and he's trying to sleep.

SATAN, who is a romantic and takes your hand and cups it to his face, trailing kisses to your palm and down your wrist to your shoulder before he interlocks his fingers with yours, and pins it above your head and ravages you. He squeezes your hand, refusing to let you go, as a silent question - are you okay? Is it okay? And he smiles, full of love, when you give him a squeeze back.

ASMODEUS, who enthusiastically holds your hand no matter what with perfectly manicured nails. He has a gentle hold on your hands, lacing your fingers and pushing you back onto the bed as he kisses you passionately. It fills him to the brim with a foreign emotion; he feels like he's about to overflow, to his head to his toes, he's so in love and he doesn't know what else to do other than kiss you deeper and grip your hands tightly.

BEELZEBUB, who smiles at you and his hold on your hands is so fragile, so soft, so gentle. He's scared he's going to break you - he knows he's big, he knows he's strong and he tries to be as soft as he could possibly be while also trying his hardest to please you and make you feel good. He feels himself getting closer and closer, and his grip tightens before he gets a moment of clarity and apologises as sweet as sugar.

BELPHEGOR, who gets pouty when you don't hold hands. He mentions how cute you are when he interlocks your fingers together, wanting to be held. He teases you and threatens to let your hand go, but he never does. He'll loosen his grip, telling you he won't hold your hand unless you go on top, yet he's the one who's always reaching out first.

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MC: Belphie, let's take a picture.

Belphie: ...

Belphie: *clicks his tongue* You're at it again. It's getting annoying.

MC: ...

MC: Sorry... *forced a smile*

Belphie: *rolls his eyes* *then goes upstairs to sleep*

MC: ...

MC: Belphie, please. Can we take just one picture for today?

Belphie: No. Can't you see I'm trying to sleep?

MC: ...

MC: Please? I promise I won't ask for more.

Belphie: I said no! Don't you hear me? I have no time for your stupid pictures or whatever it is!

MC: ...

Belphie: You always annoy me.

MC: ...

Belphie: Just leave if you have nothing else to do.

MC: ...

MC: Okay. I'm sorry.

MC: *alone in their room, browsing through their gallery*

MC: *starts crying*

MC: Belphie...

MC: How am I going to remember you...

MC: I don't want to forget... Please...

MC: I want to be able to still remember you the next morning...

MC: Please...

MC: I love you so much...

*the next morning*

MC: *looks shocked after seeing Belphie*

Belphie: *raises an eyebrow* What are you looking at?

MC: ...Who are you? What are you doing in my house?

Belphie: Huh? I live here. What are you talking about?

MC: Th-That's weird. I always live alone.

Belphie: MC, I'm your boyfriend.

MC: N-No. I don't even know you.

Belphie: ...

Belphie: MC, are you playing jokes on me?

MC: ...

MC: No... Why would I play jokes on a stranger?

Belphie: ...

Belphie: Are you serious right now?

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I think my thought process as a writer is that I have to exaggerate every scenario—be it made up or true to real life—in order to elicit an emotion in every piece.

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i'm the one who's feeling dread for myself whenever im back to feeling detached and indifferent

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my personality switches like a b/tch