#constructive critism welcome

[lazydwarfdoesart]

Just started watching the ATLA live action series, I hadn’t actually realised it was out yet lol ^^

[universe-030]

sweaty, bitchless, unemployed fucking loser in your area (single)

Likes: Spiders, Men, Spider-Men👀, Red Spandex, Nerdy Types, Round Glasses

Dislikes: Being ignored by :see above:

[varaucon]

fem shadow milk doodle because i’m experimenting with the way i draw cookie run characters/ocs

also a small fem y/n x smc thingie. yuri beam, happy pride month!（＾∇＾）

i might redraw the other y/n x smc post i made because it was literally for a meme and made so terribly idk y so many ppl liked it. plus the quality of the image is ass🥀🥀🥀

(click the image for better quality)

[starry-songs-canvas]

Take Care of Him

The boy, who had Damian’s face, couldn’t be more different than Dick’s (alive?) baby brother.

Aside from his Snow White hair, he smiled and laughed freely, making puns on top of his embarrassing story about his supposed twin brother.  

(“Clones don’t have childhood memories right?  So if I have an embarrassing story or two, that’ll give you a way to check that I’m not a clone AND give you ammunition for teasing!”)

“—And that’s how his face—and his pride—was forever wounded by Sparta the warrior cat!”  Danny finished his story with a flourish, cracking up immediately after.

“Huh, and to think he left it at “training”, obviously he didn’t think anyone would let the cat out of the bag.”  Dick said, laughing even as he eyed the lookalike.

Danny snorted.  “Yeah, I doubt he thought anything as Cat-astropic as that would happen.”

They sat in silence for a moment, overlooking the buildings below, with the Dalv. Co. Labs smoking in the distance and the breeze blowing past the two, yet only seeming to affect Nightwing and not the phantom beside him.

“Is he safe?  Is he happy?” Danny murmurs as he looks up at the stars, looking every bit the forlorn ghost he claimed to be.

“…We keep each other safe.  And I’d say once he got past the stabbing faze, he’s pretty happy in Gotham.”

“But I’m sure it’d make him happy to see you again.”  Dick thought back to the comments the vampire-ghost they’d fought earlier.  It didn’t sound exactly, “happy” or “safe” for Danny.  Or anyone else involved.

Danny shook his head.  “Nah.  He’s… moved on.  And with how crazy my after-life is?  I’m already dealing with ghosts, ghost-hunters, and my—err—that frootloop from earlier.  I do not need to add furries and murder-ninjas to the mix.”

Danny sighed as he floated into a standing position.  “Speaking of which, if you could just, maybe not tell him you saw me?  Better to let dead dogs lie.”

Danny’s piercing Lazarus green eyes looked at Dick and he saw the exact same expression B had on whenever he “had to do it alone”.

“Just, take care of him, Kay?  Or I’ll haunt you to the ends of the universe!”  He said, throwing up a peace sign as he turned invisible.

Dick snorted, “Yeah, sure kid.”

Dick got up and started off toward the bat-plane.  He had a brother to interrogate, and another brother/clone of his brother to find.

[sunnyknight-original]

WOWIE! THIS WAS A GREAT IDEA, FRISK!

Extra:

Frisk: Next time you should take Sans!

Toriel: THERE WILL BE NO “”NEXT TIME””

Papyrus: WHATS THE PROBLEM, MS TORIEL?? ITS PERFECTLY SAFE, YOU CAN TRUST ME!!

Sans: next time we should totally go when its night out so we can see the stars.

lastly, a work in progress 😭😭

[cupidsncheerios]

loophalo part 2! vox didn't think this one through

og post / part 1

[lavandadiana]

Nice's Support System

Thanks to this post by @kiraisrika for giving me brainrot and had me spend my lunch break writing this for the past two weeks

Word Count 🜲 1,614

TW 🜲 Attempted suicide

Constructive criticism is welcome! Let me know if I miss a TW or a tag. :)

Also, on Ao3!

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀🜲⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒🜲𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀🜲⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒🜲𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀🜲⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒🜲𓈒

“Is that Nice?” Lin Ling thought. He lowered his hand as the “Perfect” hero flew towards him; towards the roof’s edge. “What is he doing here?” Lin Ling pondered. As Lin Ling was about to open his mouth, Nice smiled and shoot his signature pose at Lin Ling before his foot was over the edge.

Lin Ling’s eyes widened as his hands reached out, grabbing Nice’s arm, his feet planted against the roof’s risen edge. “What the hell are you doing?!” Lin Ling yelled as he used his entire body weight to hold the suicidal hero.

Nice struggled against Lin Ling’s hold. “What the- Let go of me!” “No way! Whatever’s wrong, I’m sure jumping to your death isn’t the answer!” Nice’s eyes widen as tears pricked his eyes. Nice stopped struggling and flew upwards, slightly lifting Lin Ling into the air.

As soon as Lin Ling’s and Nice’s feet touched the floor, Lin Ling, still holding Nice’s hand, gasped for air. “W-Why?! Why did you try to kill yourself?” Nice’s eyes widened as he looked at him before his gaze turn to Lin’s hand on his arm.

“Because... I’m tired... I’m so tired of being Nice...” Nice said as he wiped away his tears. Lin Ling’s eyes widened as he removed his hand from Nice’s arm. “I... I’m sorry... But killing yourself isn’t the answer!” Lin Ling yelled at him. “Then why are you here?”

Lin Ling’s eyes widen as heat flushed to his cheeks “I-I’m different! Yo-you’re perfect, you’re amazing, you’re Nice! I’m nothing like you... I- I don’t have a great relationship with my family, I don’t have a girlfriend, I’d just got fired, not even an hour ago, and my dreams of being a hero totally got crushed.”

“I have nothing to lose, but you... You have everything to lose ...“ Lin Ling cries, his head fallen forward as tear droplets hit the concrete roof floor. Nice’s soften his gaze at him. “I- I’m not perfect ... I’m forced to be perfect... But I- I would rather be you.”

Nice said his voice, wavering with emotions. Nice took a deep breath and held his hand out. “What’s your name?” Lin Ling sniffled as he blinked away any remaining tears and shook Nice’s outstretched hand. “Lin Ling. What about you? I don’t think you want me to Keep calling you Nice.”

Nice smiled; Not his signature smile, but a genuine smile. “Actually, I would like it if you can keep calling me Nice. Hearing you saying my name is music to my ears. Like a breath of fresh air.”

Lin Ling’s cheeks heats up as he turns his head away to the side."D-Don’t say that ... Well, if it stops you from killing yourself ..." Lin Ling sighed and sharpen his gaze at him.

“Are you still going to kill yourself?” Nice sighed and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “Well... Yeah? Treeman wouldn’t exactly get me therapy. Wouldn’t want news of the perfect hero being in therapy or suicidal.”

“And the only way from me to not be Nice is to kill myself... unless...” Nice looked at Lin Ling and smiled. “You said that you’d want to be a hero, right?” Lin Ling nodded. “Yeah. What about it?” “How would you like to be my hero?!” Nice exclaimed as he leaned forward, his face inches away from Lin Ling’s face. “Huh?!” Lin Ling pulled away, slightly jumping back. “What do you mean?”

“Well, you know about me being suicidal, and I enjoy talking to you. So how would you like to be my emotional support human?!” “Huh?! Wait... I’m supposed to be like those emotional support pets?!” Lin Ling exclaimed, not believing Nice’s words.

Nice nodded, floating in the air, his face inches away from Lin Ling’s. “You’ll obviously get paid, and you’ll basically be my side 24/7!” “Huh?! Wa-wait! What do you mean by your side 24/7?! Wha-what about when you fight?! What’s going to happen to me?!”

Nice landed, his body inches away from Lin Ling’s body. Nice paused for a moment; Nice’s blue eyes staring into Lin Ling’s brown eyes. Nice’s face morphed into a cheeky smile. “I’ll protect you, of course! Although, the thought of you being in danger leaves a bad feeling in my heart ...”

“He’ll be with me, then.” Both Nice and Lin Ling jumped at Miss J’s voice. They turned around and saw Miss J standing there, her face morphed into a stern look, her arms crossed over her chest, and her bodyguards behind her.

“What?! No way! I’m not letting him anywhere near you!” Nice frowned, baring his teeth, his body in front of Lin Ling, as if he’s a shield. Miss J, nonchalant, just sighed and shook her head. “Although, I’d much prefer if Lin Ling to signs an NDA in return for a handsome reward.”

Nice gritted his teeth, but took a deep breath. He looked back at Lin Ling; Nice’s expression is one of concern and fear. “Lin Ling, what do you want to do? Do you want to be my support system, or do you want to get paid and sign an NDA?”

Lin Ling pondered for a moment. If he signs an NDA, he’ll get paid. He’ll have enough for bills and rent while he looks for a new job. But what would happen with Nice? Will he still try to kill himself? How much can Nice take before they push him too far?

On the other hand, if he becomes Nice’s support system, he’ll get to see the real Nice; he could be a hero to Nice and maybe he’ll get to see Moon. Call him selfish, but Moon is still his idol, even though Nice is creeping into his number 1 spot.

Lin Ling made up his mind. He stared at Nice and Miss J, his face stern as he nodded. “I made up my mind. I want to be Nice’s support system.” As soon as he said those fated words, Nice jumped and flew to Lin Ling, hugging him in the air, while Miss J let out an exasperated sigh.

“Fine... I’ll let Treeman Corporation know about Lin Ling and his role with you. Since Lin Ling will be by your side 24/7, I’ll have someone rearranged your floor at hero tower.” Miss J said, already contacting someone on her tablet.

“No need, Lin Ling will sleep with me!” “Yeah... wait, what?! Isn’t Moon living with you?!” Lin Ling asked; his expression is one of shock. “Well, yeah, but I can kick her out.” Nice nonchalantly said. “You are not kicking Moon out! And you and Lin Ling won’t be sleeping in the same bed!” Miss J growled at the nonchalant Nice. Miss J pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Maybe I’ll just have Lin Ling live close to you ...” Miss J contemplated. “Then I’ll live with Lin Ling in his new place!” Nice smiled. Miss J gritted her teeth, but before she can speak, Lin Ling spoke up.

“It’s okay, Miss J. I’ll live with Nice and Moon, but I’m not going to sleeping with Nice in bed; there, a compromise between two wants!” Miss J nodded. “Not bad, kid. That’s an acceptable compromise; In the meantime, you,“ Miss J pointed at her one of her bodyguards. “Get to the ground quick. Nice; princess carry Lin Ling, smile at him and slowly fly down. “Huh?!” “On it!”

Without hesitation, Nice princess carried Lin Ling, smiled at him, and slowly flew down the building."Wa-wait!" Lin Ling stuttered, his eyes widened in shock as his cheeks heats up. On the ground, one of Miss J’s bodyguards held a phone out and took a photo of the scene.

Once Nice and Lin Ling landed safety on the ground, Miss J walked out of the building and towards them. The bodyguard handed Miss J the phone, and she looks over the photos and nodded. “These are acceptable.” She pockets the phone and looks at Nice, still carrying Lin Ling.

“You can put him down now.” As soon as she said those words, Nice and Lin Ling’s cheeks turned red, and Lin Ling scrambled out of Nice’s arm, stumbling a bit once both of his feet touched the ground. “So, what was that photo for?” Lin Ling asked, trying to change the subject.

“I’ll have someone write a news article about Nice saving this civilian from suicide and, from time to time, checks up with him. It helps raises Nice’s trust value and covers up any time you both go out in public together.” Miss J says, not once looking up from her tablet.

“Hmm... Not bad, Miss J. Now Lin Ling, you ready to go home?” Nice says, looking into Lin Ling’s eyes, a genuine smile plastered on his face.

Lin ling, cheeks red, nodded. “Yeah, let’s go home, Nice.” Lin Ling smiled back. Nice smiles even wider and Princess carried Lin Ling. “Ah! What the hell!!” “Hold on tight!” “Wait! Nice! Hold on- AHH!” Lin Ling screamed, wrapping his arms around Nice’s neck as Nice flew fast in the air and carried Lin Ling home to their now shared living space.

Miss J shook her head as she puts away her tablet. She looks at her bodyguards. “Get the limo. God, explaining this to Moon is going to be a headache...” She says, looking annoyed but the small smile on her face says otherwise. “Good luck, kid. I wish you the best of luck.” Miss J muttered under her breath as she steps into the limousine, driving towards Hero Tower to explain this situation to Moon and to lay some ground rules.

[kyupidu]

Hello!!! Can I have a yandere twisted Astro mayhaps?? :0 or just twisted Astro if youre more comfortable, headcanon or oneshot, its up to you!! Either way thank you and I hope u have a nice day/night :)

● Forever in his arms.

Yandere!Astro x toon!reader

Warnings: Yandere, Asphyxiation, Delusions, forced affection, astro is abit mean in the first half

Notes: This is my first yandere fic it might not be the best sorry! but i hope you enjoy reading! also i couldnt get the images to work so i just didnt add them..

A smile would grace your face as you finished your fourth machine, two more to go! This was your last floor till you were able to finally go back up. You snickered abit at the thought of being able to brag about how to gotten to such a high floor all by yourself AND finally being able to sleep.

Venturing off to find your second to last machine, noticing a twisted Cosmo approaching you quickly hid behind two boxes and a shelf. Sitting there for abit you peeked to see if Cosmo was gone. This caused you to fail to notice a certain sleepy twisted approaching you.

Closing your eyes and sighing thinking that the coast is clear, you twirled around just to be grabbed by the throat at slammed against the wall. Your head would hurt as you writhed trying to escape its grasp though Astro being the stronger one was unphased by your attempts.

Thrashing and kicking and yelling you grasped the hand around your neck and pulled on it hoping his grip would lighten. Your panic filled eyes would meet tearful ones, recognizing them. tears gathered in your eyes you choked out "S-Stop! Stop Astro!" you pleaded so fearful you forgot that this wasn't your friend.

Hearing this put a thought in his ichor fogged head making him remember.. something. Although he could slightly remember it. You had stopped him with a worried look in your face , although he couldn't remember anymore than that. What he did know is remembering it made him feel.. something.

He felt warm.. warm like... a hug.. -wait a hug? This thought caused a picture to finally resurface, of you hugging him. This made his hand loosen and fall to his side. You fell to the ground and scrambled to catch your breath.

As your breathing somewhat calmed you quickly got up and ran. This would cause him to come back to his senses. No.. you couldn't leave.. he loved you so much.. he yearned for you to hug him again.. he yearned.. for you, he would make sure you NEVER left. As you ran trying to find a place to hide still trying to catch your breath you failed to notice you were running toward a research capsule.

As you approached it you finally noticed it, you were too late and tripped over it. Falling to the ground, before you could even try to get back up four arms picked you up rendering you helpless. Struggling in his hold trying to get out as he turned you toward himself. You looked at him sobbing thinking that you'd never see your friends again. To him you always looked so beautiful even when your crying like this.

You looked cute crying, but he was sure you'd look even better with a grin. Using on of his hands pat your head and the other to cup your cheek and wipe away your tears. It felt so good to be in your embrace once more.

You slowly stopped trying to get out realizing that wasn't gonna work. "It's okay.. everything's okay now.." he said bringing you closer to him. It was good you stopped trying, it was always gonna be useless. No matter how much you ran he would always catch you. He hoped this meant you loved him too. You would forever be in his arms.

[betterthanedison]

Finally drew the sonadow edit!!!! I love it so much :3

[istoleyoursphenoidbone]

Would You Fall In Love With Me Again?

DPxDC (With a smidgen of Epic the Musical)

Okay, so yall really liked my last one (and thanks to all of you, I'm glad you guys enjoyed). I wanted to try my hand again and see how this goes, idk about you guys, but Epic the Musical has been my soundtrack for weeks now, and the Ithaca Saga has my heart so...Husbands!Danny and Jason torn apart due to bad resurrection? Why not.

Warning for referenced character death and blood mention, nothing too graphic, tho. Pit Rage makes people do questionable things, ya know?

The Justice League's meeting room was cloaked in unnatural shadows, the atmosphere thick with tension, like the heavy silence before a storm. A team from Justice League Dark stood in the center, preparing for a ritual. Zatanna, her voice a whispered incantation, traced glowing glyphs onto the marble floor. Constantine, who had been trying to tell them all this would be a bad idea, leaned against the wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips despite the no-smoking signs, while Doctor Fate floated nearby, his ethereal presence a calm amid the chaos.

Batman stood at the edge of the circle, arms crossed. He hated magic—always had—but these were desperate times. Jason Todd, the Red Hood, had been spiraling for months. His vendetta against Gotham’s Rogues had left behind a trail of bodies, destruction, and secrets too dangerous to let slip. But it was more than just Jason’s rage. Strange energy readings tied to the Infinite Realms had begun to swirl around his every move. Whatever connection Jason had to that otherworldly dimension had become unstable, and they needed answers—answers only the Ghost King could provide.

“Are we ready?” Batman’s voice cut through the room. Zatanna nodded, stepping back as the last glyph flared to life. “The summoning spell is complete. Brace yourselves. This entity isn’t like anything we’ve dealt with before.” Constantine snorted, flicking his cigarette to the ground. “Ain’t that just bloody reassuring.”

The air split with a deafening crack, and green light spiraled upward, forming a vortex. From it stepped a figure draped in black armor, a faint crown glowing above his head, his eyes burning with an eerie green light. Danny Phantom, the Ghost King, stood before them. "Who dares to summon the High King of the Infinite Realms?" His voice carried an unearthly echo, a stark contrast to the mortal men and women in the room.

Constantine muttered something under his breath—likely a curse—but Wonder Woman stepped forward, her voice steady. “We require your assistance, Ghost King. There’s a man, the Red Hood, aka Jason Todd, whose actions have drawn the attention of both our realm and yours.” Danny’s eyes narrowed, his posture stiffening. “Jason Todd?” Batman stepped forward, his voice rough but resolute. “He’s my son.”

Danny’s gaze snapped to him, the glowing green light flickering with intensity. “Your son,” he repeated, his tone colder now, sharper. Zatanna stepped in to explain, her voice calm but urgent. “Jason is targeting Gotham’s Rogues, several have been killed. But it seems he has a connection to the Infinite Realms. His ectoplasmic energy is spiking. We believe he’s drawing power from your domain, whether he knows it or not.” Danny’s expression darkened, and his voice dropped to a low, almost imperceptible growl. “And you want me to stop him.”

“Not stop,” Wonder Woman corrected gently. “Help. If he’s tied to your realm, we need to understand why—and how to sever that connection, if necessary.” Danny stood motionless, the green light in his eyes flickering with a mix of emotions none of them could decipher. After a long moment, he nodded, sharp and final. “I’ll handle it. Alone.” Batman started to protest, but Danny cut him off with a steady gaze, his voice softening, just a fraction. “You’ve done your part. Let me do mine.” Without waiting for a response, Danny turned and stepped back into the swirling portal, leaving the Justice League in a heavy, uneasy silence.

---

The Infinite Realms churned around Danny as he passed through the portal, an energy that mirrored the restlessness gnawing at his heart. When he had been summoned, he had expected a crisis—another rift in the realms or a rogue spirit threatening the balance, hell even just cultists trying to mess with the order of things again. What he hadn’t expected was to be summoned to deal with him.

Jason...his sweet and loving Jason.

As the portal closed behind him, Danny heard Batman’s grim explanation echo in his mind: Red Hood was spiraling. He’d already killed Joker, Riddler, and Two-Face. And it seemed like Penguin was next. The Pit Rage had taken hold, and no one—least of all Bruce—had been able to pull Jason from the edge. The Justice League had turned to him because the energy Jason radiated had drawn their attention to the Infinite Realms.

It had been twenty years since Jason disappeared from the Realms—twenty long years since Danny had watched his husband, the man he had married in death, pulled from his side and resurrected in the mortal world. For Danny, it felt like an eternity.

As Danny emerged from the portal into Gotham’s shadowed streets, the oppressive energy in the air pulled at him, thick with Jason’s rage. He could feel the ectoplasmic aura that surrounded him, like a storm cloud about to break. But more than that, Danny could feel the familiar tug of Jason’s presence. It was raw, chaotic—lost.

And Danny? He was all too familiar with being lost.

There was no turning back now. Jason was out there, a tempest of pain and blood, and Danny couldn’t stop the wave of dread that surged through him. This was his husband—the man he had fallen in love with, over and over again—and now he was out of control.

Danny’s eyes glowed as he moved deeper into the city, knowing that whatever happened next, he wouldn’t be alone in facing it. Not this time. Jason Todd stood among the wreckage of a smuggling ring’s hideout. The docks were eerily silent except for the gentle lap of water against the pier. Blood slicked his gloved hands, and his breath came in shallow, ragged gasps. The Pit Rage roared in his ears, demanding more—more destruction, more vengeance, and more blood.

The ghostly glow appeared behind him, and Jason spun, guns drawn. The figure emerging from the green light made him falter.

Danny.

Jason blinked, the haze of rage momentarily thinning. He couldn’t trust his eyes, not after everything. But the way Danny looked at him—with love, pain, and something infinite in his glowing green eyes—cut through Jason’s defenses. “Jason,” Danny said softly, his voice trembling but steady. Jason lowered his guns, his shoulders slumping. “Danny?”

Danny stepped closer, his glowing cape billowing behind him. “It’s been twenty years.” Jason flinched. “Eight.” His voice cracked. “Only eight here.” Danny’s eyes softened. “It felt like forever.” Jason staggered back, shaking his head. “I’m not—” He gestured at the blood staining his armor. “I’m not who I was. You shouldn’t be here.”

Danny reached out but didn’t touch him, his hands hovering just inches away. “You’re still you, Jason. You’re still my husband.” Jason’s laugh was bitter, almost a sob. “You don’t understand. I’ve killed them. Joker. Riddler. Two-Face. There’s no redemption for me. I’ve left a trail of blood and bodies. I’m not the man you fell in love with. I’m not—”

“Stop,” Danny interrupted, his voice firm. “Stop telling me who you think you are. I know you. I’ve always known you.” Jason clenched his fists. “Would you still love me if you knew all I’ve done? The things I can’t take back? The lives I’ve destroyed?” Danny took a step forward, his expression raw with emotion. “Yes. I would. I do.” Jason’s knees buckled, and he sank to the ground, his hands covering his face. “I’ve tried to fight it, Danny. I’ve tried to be better, but the rage... it doesn’t stop. It’s like drowning, and every time I surface, there’s more blood.”

Danny knelt in front of him, his hand finally resting on Jason’s shoulder. “I know,” he said softly. “I’ve felt it too—the weight of things you can’t undo. But you’re not alone anymore. I’ve been waiting for you, Jason. Waiting for you to come back to me.” Jason’s breath hitched, and he looked up, his blue eyes rimmed with tears. “How can you still love me after everything? I’m not... I’m not the man you knew.”

Danny smiled, his own eyes glistening. “You’re still the man I fell in love with. You’re still the man who carved our initials into a tree in the Infinite Realms. The man who made me laugh, who promised me forever. And I meant it when I said forever, Jason. No matter where or when or what you’ve done, I’ll love you. Always.”

Jason let out a shuddering breath, and for the first time in years, the weight on his chest lightened. He leaned into Danny’s touch, the Pit Rage ebbing as warmth spread through him. Danny cupped his face, their foreheads touching. “You don’t have to carry this alone anymore. Let me help you. Let me love you.” Jason closed his eyes, his voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t deserve you.” Danny’s laugh was soft and full of love. “That’s for me to decide. And I’ve decided—over and over again—that I’ll always choose you.”

Jason’s arms wrapped around Danny, holding him tightly as if afraid he might disappear. But Danny held him just as firmly, grounding him, anchoring him. The green glow of the Infinite Realms pulsed around them, a quiet promise of redemption, of love that could weather even the darkest storms.

---

Danny didn’t leave Jason’s side that night, nor would he ever again. Together, they began the long, painful process of healing. The road ahead wasn’t easy, but they faced it together, their love, a beacon in the darkness.

The heroes would just have to get used to the unearthly presence of the Ghost King in their plane of existence. And no matter how much time passed, Danny knew one thing would never change: he would fall in love with Jason Todd, over and over again, for eternity.

[avengetheangels]

The unsettling acting of Jed in John Carpenter's The Thing (1982)

[mammomlette]

OBEY ME OLDER BROTHERS AS SOULMATE TROPES!

part 1 part 2 part 3 (WIP rn)

Includes: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, GN! Reader/MC, possible cringe

Notes: This is literally my first ever fan fic I’ve published (if head cannons count as fan fics lmao) so apologies for any mistakes or weird formatting! Constructive criticism is more than welcome, I’m ASKING for it if you have any🙏

Alsoo they just kept getting longer and longer, I don’t know why and I’ve gone through lucifers to try and make it longer but I just can’t so sorry😭

LUCIFER: you can’t see their eye colour until you meet them.

* It wasn’t really that bad, being unable to see red.

* Being unable to see the colour of your blood as it oozed out of a cut wasn’t really that bad, even if it just looked like grey tar pouring out instead which is equally gross

* It wasn’t really that bad to just never be able to see a single colour, everyone had to put up with it at some point

* But it was sad how rose bouquets always looked dull, and how hearts would always be grey

* It was sad how you couldn’t just imagine up a new colour to fill the void that not being able to see red left

* You knew that the colour you couldn’t see was called red, and you could learn as much as you’d like about it but that didn’t meant you could imagine it let alone see it for yourself

* Not until you were teleported into a large, court-like room one day

* You looked up from whatever you were doing and stared up at the man who had begun to cheerfully talk in front of you. His hair was that familiar gray that you recognised as red

* He introduced you to your situation and the school, and in your panic your eyes darted across the room

* Then, you suddenly made eye contact with a man in a dark coat, hair a matching colour and eyes that were also a dark colour

* but a new dark colour

* Not that gray you had been familiar with your whole life, but a fierce mix of orange and pink, the way the colour red had been described to you your entire life

* You saw through your periphery some orniments on the wall and the previous man’s hair and jacket come to life with colour, but you couldn’t pull your eyes away from the dark haired man before you

* He had frozen, just like you, afraid to blink, afraid that he’d lose this enticing new colour again after missing it for so long if he were to let it go for less than a second

* When he finally looked away, he saw how different decorations in the room that had previously been gray lit up with the colour of your eyes, the world never seeming so alive in all the thousands of years of his life as they did in that moment

* For the first time in his incredibly long life, he saw the beauty that was your eyes and all the beauty they brought with them.

MAMMON: the red string of fate.

* Your entire life you had been accompanied by that obnoxious red string.

* Whenever you glanced down to your non-dominant hand, the first thing you noticed was the red string all tangled up and wrapped around your hand

* Sometimes you’d get bored and tie nots in it or rest it on a surface and pull it to make shapes, but as soon as you took your attention away from it it’d return to normal, pointing in the direction of your soulmate

* And for some reason, the direction would always be down

* Not always directly down, sometimes diagonal, but it always managed to go into the ground.

* Was your soulmate miner or something???

* You had tried and tried countless times to follow it, going into basements and even considering going cave exploring in case your soulmate was some kind of cave creature trapped down there

* There was even a time you considered that they could be in hell, because where else could they be that’s so low down?!

* You had grown to hate it, the way it would taunt you and while it showed your friends their soulmates, it just showed you the dirt on the ground

* Hopes of finding your soulmate and curiosity to where they could be grew into despair, concluding that your soulmate was either a mole person or dead

* Both results meant that you’d never meet them and would forever be tormented by that hideous, obnoxious, torturous red string that was eternally tied to your ring finger

* You were waiting in a lobby for a job interview when you suddenly popped into the devildom

* A man was happily introducing you to the courtroom(?) and all of the people sat inside of it

* There was a man named Lucifer, followed by his younger brothers, all of which noticeably sharing names with demons. This place was called the Devildom, they’re demons, is this hell?Someone must be pulling your leg or something, right?!?!

* You were cut of from your thoughts by the dark haired man- Lucifer- telling you to call his younger brother.

* You hesitantly took the phone-like device called a ‘DDD’ from Lucifer’s hands and dialed the number you were told to, fidgeting with the string on your ring finger that nobody else could see

* You waited for Lucifer’s younger brother, Mammon, to show up, still fiddling with the string, when you felt a sudden jolt on the string

* You looked down, to see the string moving slightly, left to right to slightly up, and noticed that it was no longer going into the ground. It was right at the doorway to the room.

* A man stormed into the room, immediately charging in your direction and shouting about your ‘nerve’ to summon ‘the great Mammon’

* Safe to say the shouting died down when he took a look at your hand and noticed how your strings were connected

* Awkward silence filled the air until it was interrupted by the Avatar of Lust, cooing at the situation when he put two and two together and realised what was going on

* You were too focused on the red string connecting you to his hand to noticed the red slowly covering mammons face

* Internally, you laughed. Of course you found your soulmate in Hell.

LEVIATHAN: you make choices for your soulmate.

* You woke up to the sun shining through your curtains. Your soulmate, for whatever reason, didn’t allow you to shut your blinds. He didn’t even decline it, just left it on read.

* Why did you even have to request to do something so mundane?!

* Your soulmate forgetting to respond to your requests was a common occurrence, usually in the morning, but any time could be victim to your soulmates negligence to your requests.

* You went downstairs and opened your fridge and grabbed the first thing you saw: a pancake filled with red bean paste, in a box labeled ‘Azuki-tan, cute companion!’

* You had zero clue what that meant, you just remembered seeing it for sale at a grocery store a couple days ago

* Again, you had to send a request to your soulmate over whether you could eat this or not.

* Almost immediately, it was accepted. You didn’t really stop to think about the fast reaction time to the request, just thankful this wasn’t another ignored request

* Just as you were about to put it into your mouth, you were teleported to a large room that resembled a court room and contained a lot of chairs and 6 scary-looking men

* You kind of zoned out for most of that discussion until you started asking questions, but safe to say the pancake was forgotten, still in your hand.

* You made your way to where you would be staying with the demon assigned to look after you, Mammon, when a request from your soulmate popped up:

* ‘Soulmate would like to: Ask his brother for his money back.’

* You accepted, wondering what harm could be done, and entered the building with Mammon.

* You were just chatting with the white haired boy when all of a sudden a boy with purple hair started yelling at him “How about this? I vote for YOU to die, Mammon!”

* They started to yell at each other about money, which you found to be an odd coincidence. Would this even be considered as asking for money though? It’s more like bullying.

* You watched the argument unfold and brought the pancake to your mouth, about to take a bite, when the purple haired boy froze and stared at you, which made you stand there awkwardly with your mouth about to bite into the pancake for a few seconds waiting for him to say something

* “Is that Azuki-tan?!”

* “Umm… I think that was on the packaging… why?”

* Very awkward. Oh look, a request!

* ‘Soulmate would like to geek-out about Azuki-Tan and The Magical Ruri Hana: Demon Girl franchise.’ You accepted. How random.

* You had no time to ponder the randomness of the request because the purple haired boy, Levi as Mammon had introduced him, began to spout random nonsense about the pancake? No, a girl called ruri hana- wait no, now he’s going on about voice acting- who’s that voice actor?- wait what show is he going on about now?!?! You really wanted to tell this guy to slow down or shut up!

* He paused for a quick moment and pressed a button in the air, continuing with his tangent when you yelled at him to just slow down!

* He paused. He stared into your soul. He looked like he was rebooting, or something.

* “You’re my soulmate?” He said, voice shaky. You asked him what he meant, and he just started going on a rant about an anime where this very thing happened and- he’s off topic again, he’s going a mile a minute! You asked the voice in your head ‘can I please tell him to shut up?!’

* He stopped and stared at you, now yelling how you were asking him to shut up and how rude than was!

* Oh shit. He’s right? He’s your soulmate? And you just asked your soulmate to shut up the annoying guy in front of you?? Whew boy.

* You awkwardly mutter apologies to eachother, flustered, both the pancake and his older brother forgotten.

[samytheshoulderdemon]

Ummm….. more fanart for @piratefern I love these two way to much they’re so silly *gives them forehead kisses* 😭😭😭🙏

Song is hope of morning by icon for higher btw!

[lazydwarfdoesart]

Oh Spinosaurus aegyptiacus we’re really in it now

[cupidsncheerios]

part 1 of the loophalo au! don't worry guys the radiostatic is next post