#El Diablo au

[demonangelgirl134]

El Diablo and Luzbel (the dark angel of death)

@fantasyfictionmaker gave me this idea for my El Diablo au. They had me cast their oc Luzbel as Death, and I thought it would be a great idea. So, I drew the scene from the movie when Puss first met Death with Luzbel and the Devil. Thanks @fantasyfictionmaker 😁

@sp00kies @hey-imma-fangirl @fanoffandoms23 @vampireium @marshmallow-biscuit-blog

[citricacidprince]

(A small comic gift for you Relativity Falls AU!)

I don't know what was going through my head, but instead of Mason (Mabel) having a car like Grunkle Stan does,(s)he uses the golf cart. (It's a stupid concept)

OOOOUGH THIS IS SO SILLY CUTE THANK YOU!! 🥹💥💥💥

IM LOOKING SO HARD AT THIS 💛💛💛

[starkwlkr]

to maman | fabio quartararo

thank you to the anon who gave me the prompt ideas! all credit to them!!🫶🏼🤍

Mother’s Day had arrived and little Giselle Quartararo was in class making a painting for her mother. Fabio was home so he told Y/n that he would pick up their daughter since she would be working late. It was near the end of the school day and Giselle still wasn’t done with her mother’s day present.

“Giselle, why don’t you take it home and finish it there.” Her teacher said when she noticed how concentrated the little girl was.

“I can?” She asked.

“You can. I’m sure you papa can help you with the beautiful painting.”

So when Fabio arrived to Giselle’s school, she ran up to him with a paper in hand. He knew about the Mother’s Day gifts that the students were making since he had gotten an email from Giselle’s teacher. He picked up the little girl and gave her the usual after school kisses on both of her cheeks.

“You did this? It’s beautiful, amour.” Fabio said when he saw Giselle’s painting.

“It’s not finished. My teacher said I can take it home and finish it for maman. Can you help me?” Giselle asked as Fabio placed her on the ground. He held her hand on the way to his car.

“Of course I can and maman isn’t home yet so we have plenty of time to paint.” Fabio opened the car door for Giselle so she could get in.

“But I don’t have paint! And maman loves red so we need red paint!”

On the way home, Fabio and Giselle made a quick stop to a craft store to buy the necessary paints to complete the project. When they arrived home, Giselle grabbed the bag with the paints from Fabio’s hands and ran to the front door.

“Slow down, Elle, we have enough time to paint.” Fabio chuckled and walked to the front door.

When he unlocked it, Giselle ran to the dinning room and emptied out the bag. “I want to add more flowers.”

“We can add whatever you like, Elle.”

For almost an hour, Fabio and Giselle spent it dipping their fingers into red, pink, yellow and green paint. Fabio even got a separate sheet of paper to make his own painting for his wife.

“How do you write I love you?” Giselle asked.

“Well do you want to write it in French or English?”

“Can I do both?”

So Fabio grabbed a marker and gave it to Giselle. He then sounded out all the letters for Giselle to write I love you in two languages.

“Great job, bébé. Maman is going to love it.”

When Mother’s Day finally arrived, Y/n was woken up by Giselle and Fabio attacking her with hugs and kisses.

“Happy Mother’s Day!” Fabio and Giselle yelled as Y/n rubbed her tired eyes. “We love you!”

“Aw, I love you both more,” Y/n sat up on the bed. She quickly noticed that Gisele had been hiding something behind her back. “What do you have to there, baby?”

Giselle giggled and showed her mother the painting she had made with Fabio. It was a finger painted garden complete with a yellow sun on the corner of the paper and ‘I love you’ written in English and French.

“You painted this? Elle, this is beautiful. I have my own little Picasso!” Y/n gasped when she saw the painting.

“I helped too so you have two Picasso’s now.” Fabio added, feeling proud of himself and Giselle.

“Papa made you another one!” Giselle said and jumped on the bed until Fabio got up to retrieve his painting for Y/n.

“It’s just a little something to start off Mother’s Day. Don’t think this is the only thing you’re getting today.” He handed her his painting.

“These are both beautiful. I’ll buy frames so I can hang them up and everyone can see how talented my husband and daughter are.”

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fabioquartararo20 To maman by Giselle and Fabio Quartararo. Happy Mother’s Day y/n.l/n

y/n.l/n i love you both so much ❤️ my little artists

motogp Happy Mother’s Day to Mrs. Quartararo!

t0m06600 i think Giselle’s looks better

tony_arbolino ❤️❤️

[addaxus]

“In his left hand he holds the iron, in his right falls the sugar. One blink the iron fires the silver and the sugar falls into the puddle of red pooling at his feet. Twice blinked and the sugar turns to sand. There is no more.”

El Ojos Diablos

[remapped-soul]

If you're still taking prompts, Charlos + "jetlag"!

oh sweet anon, i am so sorry this took so long (in my defence...rosquez). here i am with the promised charlos (with a twist to it). i hope you like it <3 my dms are always open for prompts.

Don't make a deal with the devil if you can't handle the heat. His Abu used to tell him this and more when he was still young and naive, hands clutching to her skirts as she knitted by the fire, tales of devils and saints always on the tip of her tongue.

"Throw salt over your shoulder," she'd say. "Never stop at a crossroads. Never ask for absolution there."

At 27, Carlos is not young anymore. His Abu still calls him naive. He always loved summer best. If he's dealt a one-way ticket to hell, there are worse ways to go. At least, Charles will wait for him upon arrival.

Carlos is not superstitious, never been, not in the way Charles is with his red-quali pants and good luck bracelets, but Carlos pays attention. Still, he doesn’t recognise the crossroads until it was too late. He thought he was better prepared.

“What do you want?” “To win.” And now making it 150th start from pole position, is gonna take victory and for the first time in Formula 1, Carlos Sainz is victorious! He wins the British Grand Prix! His crossroads comes in the shape of the rampant cavallino. His devil has dimples. He spills blood for only one of them.

Carlos didn't know what to expect once he asked, once he said yes, once the kiss sealed the deal, but whatever was on his mind involved the burning pits of hell, pain so intense he’d forget anything else. The devil feeds on your soul. His devil gives him massages when Carlos is jet-lagged

In Melbourne, Charles is already in his hotel room when Carlos gets there. For a moment, Carlos sees double, two devils sitting on his bed, set ablaze by the sunset washing Melbourne in molten red, his ruby shackles glowing around his neck around his wrists and ankles. The heat his Abu warned him about runs in Charles' veins, pumps his heart, makes his eyes glow in the dark. Carlos wants to touch. He's never been afraid. He also wants to sleep. Maybe he should eat first or take a shower. Maybe—

"Sit," Charles says, voice soft, eyes unnerving, a predator watching his prey. He moves and the illusion disperses. Charles’ skin is smooth and unmarked. He’s human.

Carlos sits. All of his strength goes out of him the minute his ass hits the mattress, a puppet with its strings cut off. It takes everything he has to not slump sideways and go straight to sleep.

Charles’ fingers are in his hair between one blink and the other. Carlos doesn’t see him move, but there is heat all around his back, a puff of breath against his ears and Charles cards his fingers through his hair, tugging at his roots.

“How was your day?”

Carlos tries to say something but it translates into unintelligible sounds.

“Words, cariño.”

Carlos snorts. “Aren’t you supposed to understand every language on earth?”

“In the life before this, I spoke Portuguese. In this one, I’m speaking French and Italian.”

“Poor English too.”

Charles nips the tip of his ear with his teeth. Carlos hisses and moves away from him, but Charles is faster, arms strong, pulling him in, back against chest. Charles nuzzles his nose in the crook of Carlos’ neck, pressing his lips to the exposed skin.

Carlos squirms. “Hey. I’m sweaty.”

Charles makes a show of dragging his tongue all the way up to his jaw before he grabs his chin and presses a hard kiss to Carlos’ mouth.

“Take this off,” Charles purrs.

A moment later, Carlos is on his stomach, shirt off, Charles straddling his ass as his fingers work the kinks in his muscles. He’s not afraid to moan, melting into the mattress, feeling the long hours spent on the plane, the squash session, the time spent with Lando on the golf course. Charles does something wicked to his shoulder blades. Carlos moans louder.

“Dios mio.”

Charles snorts. “Try again.”

“You’re such a brat,” Carlos grits out.

Charles bends, peppering kisses up his spine until he reaches his ear. “You love it, mio tesoro.”

“Do I have any other choice?”

Charles presses a kiss under his ear. “This was your choice,” he says, fingers skimming down his ribs. “Spending time with Lando is also a choice.”

Carlos turns his head, cheek bumping into Charles’ nose. “Jealous?”

Charles grins, wicked. “That would be a sin, wouldn’t it?”

Once upon a time, his Abu warned Carlos that the devil is everything you wish for and more, the horns merely a display of power. Carlos has never seen Charles’ horns. He’s not sure he has any. He is not sure if this is what he wants either, but now that he has it, his life before seems incomplete.

Carlos falls asleep that night against Charles’ chest, relaxed and safe with a pair of arms around his neck and a fresh string of bites on the inside of his thighs. Maybe a deal with the devil is not that bad. Maybe having Charles growling in his ear as he comes that he’ll protect Carlos is not that bad.

Come morning, Charles sends his forgiveness to his Abu back in Spain. He crosses himself and goes on with his day. Australia feels good this year.

[groriatrevi10xx]

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Pasado-Past

[armandoswife]

People be like “YSBLF??? that’s cringey, literally an old soap opera, the acting and dialogues must be terrible. Plus the plot is sooo predictable” BITCH STFU u all would eat it up if it was a Netflix/HBO/Amazon Prime production.

Anyway that was me. I was people.

[elejahfanfic]

kalijah_au

@beautyandwords

[clownattack]

Today, i become The Devil, tomorrow? Who knows.

[erick-saqui]

Mis arrebatos me hacían creer el nuestro como un amor excepcional. Creíamos ser los primeros en experimentar ciertas turbaciones sin saber que el amor es como la poesía, y que todos los amantes, incluso los mediocres, piensan que están creando algo nuevo.

—Raymond Radiguet, El diablo en el cuerpo (Le diable au corps).

[demonangelgirl134]

El Diablo: The last wish. Panic attack scene

I redrew the scene from puss in boots: the last wish where Puss was having a panic attack and Perrito was comforting him with El Diablo and Cuphead. The shading and texture on the tree had to be the hardest part of this picture.

[multi-fandom-imagine]

[Key]

-💕means it has sexual content/Implied sexual content..

-💔means it is an angst fic

-😍means it is a family fic

-💘means it is an angst fic with a happy ending.

-🚫means it contains a Trigger Warning.

-🌻means its a HC / Imagine

-➤

─ ★

•𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬•

༻﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡༺

-➤ Fucking Stanley in El Diablo

-➤ Face sitting with Stan

-➤ Sub Stan

-➤ Wearing something sexy for Ford & Stan.

-➤NSFW Imagine with Stan

-➤Slipping Stan your panties

-➤Stanley Gleeful fingering you { Reverse!Falls Au }

-➤Stan loving your tits and ass.

-➤I don't want anyone else

-➤Dom!Stan imagine

-➤ Taking tasteful nudes for Stan

-➤ Distracting Stan from his work.

-➤ Wearing Stan's jacket

-➤ Stan fucking you against the El Diablo

-➤ Making a porno with Stan

-➤

-➤

-➤ Stan's scent in the Omegaverse.

-➤ Little Crush

-➤ You deserve love

-➤ Knitted Scarves

-➤ There goes my life. { dad!Stan }

-➤ Stan complimenting you.

-➤ Getting the twins to say daddy-🌻

-➤ Ford helps Stan stop aging faster-🌻

-➤ Stan taking the his twin girls trick or treating-{Summerween}😍

-➤ Everything Changes-😍

-➤ Kissing Stan's cheek.

-➤ Last Kiss-💔 | -🚫

-➤Stan taken care of you while sick

-➤

-➤

-➤

•𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬•

༻﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡﹡༺

-➤ Face sitting with Ford

-➤ Sub Ford

-➤ Wearing something sexy for Ford and Stan.

-➤ NSFW Ford imagine.

-➤ It's just a flower { GN smut }

-➤ Ford loving your ass.

-➤ Ford fingering you

-➤ Distracting Ford from his work

-➤ Wearing Ford's sweater

-➤

-➤

-➤ Cuddles

-➤ Imagine Ford having a crush on you.

-➤ Holding Hand's

-➤ Naked Cuddles

-➤ Ford being nervous to hold your hand.

-➤ Waited for Ford.

-➤ First kiss and a confession.

-➤ Ford's scent in the Omegaverse.

-➤ Stanford Gleeful { Reverse!Falls Au }

-➤ Your love

-➤ Finding a kitten that's just like Ford

-➤Ford taken care of you while sick

-➤

[addaxus]

Bruno and Maria welcome little Mirabel into the world🥺

In Unforeseen it’s kinda ironic how Bruno was a mass murdering outlaw taking countless lives and then ends up marrying and having a baby of his own.

But he can’t run from the past forever…

[pinkiemme]

Date night kisses for Miguelito 💋

I was inspired by @tarjapearce Mafia AU fic El Diablo wears Prada ♥️♥️

[groriatrevi10xx]

Nomula: Escuché que los gatos le tienen miedo al agua... Hmmm, me pregunto si esto es cierto.../I heard that cats are afraid of water... Hmmm, I wonder if this is true...

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Nomula: Es mía... {It’s mine...}

Neko-Player es de {Neko-Player is from}: @vanetheglitchfox - @hello-conde

[thicctails]

@thundersteel this one's for you~ Thanks for giving me an excuse to blabber 'bout this au! This post really got away from me lol, kinda becoming a mini fic for a while there.

So, the catalyst for I Grow Maddened (with grief) happens between The Last Mabelcorn and Dipper and Mabel vs The Future, with the twins dying before the Rift gets broken by Bill. Ford captures the creature (not sure what exactly it will be yet, but something with large claws for sure) likely while they're gone on the road trip, and it escapes and attacks Stan, Dipper, Mabel and Soos while he is down in his lab trying to figure out what to do about the Rift.

He only realizes something is wrong when Stan barges in, holding his bleeding stomach and screaming for Ford to come and help. Any anger at being disturbed by his brother is immediately drowned out when Stan collapses, clearly very hurt. His multiverse survival skills get him upstairs in record time, but he's too late: the damage has already been done. Soos is knocked unconscious and the twins are sprawled unmoving on the blood-soaked floor. The creature takes advantage of his shock and manages to catch his right eye with two of its claws before Ford recovers and manages to kill it. He tries everything to save Dipper and Mabel, but their injuries are too severe.

Ford panics when he realizes what's happened, knowing that losing the twins will kill Stan. They are his brother's closest family members, and Ford has just allowed his work to kill them. When Stan finds out, Ford knows that whatever fractured bond they have now will shatter irreparably.

Which is why Stan can not find out.

That absolute truth kickstarts Ford to action, running on autopilot while his mind tries to force what he has just seen into a little box to unpack later. He rushed back down to his lab and finds Stan slumped over, bloodied almost as much as the kids were, yet still breathing. Stan rolled the dice and landed a saving throw, it seems.

Years of living in monster-filled Gravity Falls and even more years spent being a multidimension-hopping criminal has left Ford with incredible first aid skills, and he manages to get Stan to a state where he wont, you know, die when Ford moves him to his bunker. Its a struggle; his twin has quite a bit of pudge and even more muscle, but Ford manages to drag him up to the main floor and out to good ol' El Diablo without injuring him further. The dark night sky masks his shameful, selfish act well, and he freezes Stan without issue, if you don't count his minor breakdown and bout of vomiting that occurs when he catches sight of the form a frozen Shifty has taken.

Soos is awake when he returns. Ford knows because he can hear the young man sobbing and screaming hysterically from well outside the Shack. He's almost mirroring Ford's earlier actions, frantically trying to stop any more blood from escaping the now cooling, tiny bodies. He catches Ford's gaze, and instantly begs for the elder Pines twin to help him.

Coward that he is, Ford can only give the handyman a deeply remorseful look as he slowly shakes his head.

It takes nearly an hour to convince Soos to let him get near the bodies once he realizes that it was Ford's captured creature that stole the life from his grand niblings. The man was closer to them than Ford had realized, and it only makes the gaping wound in his heart deepen as he watches him hold Dipper and Mabel close to him, uncaring that his shirt is now more red than green. He only allows Ford to take them when he points out that they will begin to rot if they stay where they are. As Ford leaves, he fishes one of those cellular mobile phones out of his pocket and shakily begins to dial someone's number.

It's not the police, not with the way Soos hesitates for so long before pressing the call button.

There is a large freezer within his lab, used for storing perishable specimens and the occasional popsicle. He lays Dipper and Mabel there for now; he will scour the valley for the perfect resting place when he has the mental capacity to grasp that they are truly gone.

When he returns, Soos is leaning against a doorframe, one hand holding his bleeding cheek as the other holds his device. Ford can faintly hear a feminine voice shouting on the other end, and he faintly recognizes it as the red headed cashier girl, Boyish Dan's daughter, if he remembers correctly.

In what seems to be his next breath, pain erupts across his jaw as someone delivers a powerful left hook directly into his face. There is screaming, the same as before but much louder now. He must have disassociated, because the girl is standing over him now, tears streaming down her face. Soos is beside her in a moment, pulling her into a hug as they both cry into each other's shoulder.

Ford cries as well, but the other two could care less. It is only what he deserves.

Yeesh, sad yet? I was originally just going to focus on Ford (and he's still my main focus) but then i realized that pretty much no one includes Wendy and Soos in AU's like these (heavy emphasis on Soos, my mans is done dirty) so i workshopped them in.

Soos is Ford's companion in the multiverse, coming along mostly to be a familiar face to whatever Dipper/Mabel they decide to 'adopt/rescue', but also to make sure Ford doesn't kill himself through neglect. He knows what happened was an accident, and he knows how badly Ford has been affected by everything, but a small part of him remains angry at the scientist. Dipper and Mabel were like younger siblings to him after the whole Globnar situation, and Stan is like a father to him. He leaves his handyman hat behind "until he can fix this" and instead sports a protective bandana and Dipper's Pterodactyl tooth.

Wendy absolutely blames Ford for what happened, and only doesn't enact lumber-justice because she also wants Dipper and Mabel back. She has taken up the role of Waddle's caretaker and occasional helper to McGucket, who is monitoring both the portal and Stan. The man feels he owes it to Dipper and Mabel to help, since they helped him get his memory back. She can usually be seen sporting the Huggy Wuvvy Tummy Bundle for Waddles and one of Mabel's sweaters wrapped around her waist. She and her friends also help keep the Shack functional, though she can't bring herself to go into the "incident room."