#2 little goofballs

[halfa-failure]

Quick doodle of these two idiots

thanks to @rainwassomewhereelse and @millieueu for Tucker to be included in this doodle

#danny phantom #tucker foley #danny fenton #digital art #art #dp #cackling #dp fanart #cyberspace #maybe #2 little goofballs #nom #doodle #also rendering practice #2 idiots to be precise #they’re talking about doomed #trust #screaming crying throwing up #RAHHHAHAHHAHA

[errorwolf]

Isnt he such a handsome young man

What a pretty princess 😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇

#postal 2 #postal game #I love this stupid goofball #what a silly little fella am i right

[autumnoficarus]

i'm devastated but like in a good way, and I have a lot of lokius thoughts I need to jot down before i pull a timely and become spaghetti

spoilers for season 2's finale below !!

so in this house, lokius is alive and thriving - because listen:

Firstly, i've seen a lot of people upset with the finale and while that's super valid, here's some positive thoughts on why I kinda sorta dig what was given to us.

the recap never included that one ship while catching up on the main plot points of everything that has happened since the show's beginning. I think that should be pointed out idk.

from a fic writer standpoint the fact that Loki spent CENTURIES??? (+however long fighting sylvie and having repeating conversations with HWR) Like literally a huge chunk of time we don't see trying to fix things has so much potential. I'm giddy abt that ngl

That when Loki needed advice most, he time-slipped to Mobius to ask him his opinion. Not only that, he time-slipped to when they don't know each other yet, because he wants a Mobius who is unbiased. He's aware that were he to go to a place in the timeline where they're now close, Mobius would try and talk him out of abandoning all hope.

He knows, much like with Mobius' story, he's been hesitating to look past himself - to see the bigger picture, instead of what he wants. That hesitation has led to years and years of consequences, Loki failing each and every time, similar to how the officer of Mobius' story delaying the prune of a variant led to an eruption of consequences that resulted in the harm of their comrades too.

What Loki wants is save his friends, ultimately. At first, he wants to save his friends and be able to experience life amongst the timeline branches with them. He tells Sylvie he doesn't know where he would belong without them. What Loki realizes in the end is that to give them the choice he believes they deserve, he has to make a choice of his own. In the end, he finds belonging (at least for now, because I refuse to believe this is the end of TVA Loki's storyline) in putting those he loves before himself and what he wants, something Loki has done only a handful of times throughout the entire Marvel series. He needs that growth character-wise because, as we know, he will be involved in the next big phase.

I think that Loki time-slipping to ask Mobius for advice parallels last episode's 'it's about WHO' again. Who has given him the chance to be a better version of himself the entire show? Who helped him overcome his deep distrust in others, learning to care for them instead - so much so that he sacrificed himself to protect them? And again, Mobius is who Loki went to when he was lost and his words are what guided Loki to the decision he made.

A Sylvie and Mobius scene where Sylvie is seen caring for Mobius in the aftermath??? Mobius wasn't offering comfort to Sylvie, he was depicted as more distraught than she was. In fact, I'd say they really wanted to get across how 'alone' he felt with Loki's absence, standing watching a life he never knew from afar.

(there's a whole unpacking i want to do here about how we previously saw Loki looking longingly across the street watching Don's life too, before whisking Don away from his mundane family life for a greater purpose; something about Mobius looking at that life and recognizing there's a missing piece to it, and it's back in a place he no longer feels he fits because the TVA is missing something too; something about Loki 'supposedly' finding where he belongs, but not Mobius. those are thoughts for another post though lmaoooo)

I think they left Mobius' arc open-ended because he still hasn't achieved that greater purpose. That's (hopefully) because it's meant to be fleshed out in either a later season or next movies to come. And (hopefully x2), that purpose becomes Mobius helping to somehow save Loki from his current fate.

The final moments?? Hello??? Mobius' voice echoing as we pan in on Loki holding the branches together, teary-eyed with a soft, melancholic smile??? Seeming to be listening in on Mobius amongst the branches??? Mobius' 'let time pass' because he doesn't know how to move on from losing Loki?? Come onnnn, the tragic angst in just those shots were CHEF KISS

Overall, I know it's a let down not to have an actual canon status but I mean - were we really expecting the mouse to come through for us??? At least, we didn't get a 'no homo' moment so I count that as a win against rickey the rat. Lokius survived the finale, and that's what really mattered for me tbh.

Like idk, I could also be biased because I kinda, really dig tragedy and slow burn angst. And that's what this finale gave us, along with so many possibilities !! Them being separated leaves so much that can happen !! Like, like - Mobius has the opportunity to have an arc about saving his bae from holding time together indefinitely - from Loki's greatest fear, being left alone. Mobius getting into marvel shenanigans in an attempt to reunite with Loki somehow is beautifully romantic to me ya'll idk. I am delusional and I fully embrace that fact.

Okay honestly this isn't even ALL MY THOUGGHTS I HAVE MORE but this is getting long so I'm stopping here (currently: sending morse code signals out to help pull me back from the brink of insanity)

#loki spoilers #loki season 2 #lokius #i might have went overboard with this im ngl #i'm just doing backflips about my blorbos and i can't stop ok #save me from myself i am foaming at the mouth i am rabid racoon that needs to be tased #i will not release my grubby little fingers from these two fictional goofballs you can't make me!!!! #txt: icarus has a bout of madness #marvel

[m340700]

HELLO

okay firstly THANK YOU FOR READING MY SILLY FICS!!! im v v glad u liked them!! that fic in particular that u rbed there is one of my favs personally LMAO creepy sun is so >>>> and secondly.. on my MHA BLOG? MY BAKUGOU WORSHIP BLOG????? ngl i did see u in my notifs over there when i saw ur tags LOL when i tell u i went O.O LMAOOOO. hope u liked them!! some of those r... old writings aldasdlakd. but!! anyways!! hope ur having a wonderful day!! stay swagilicious<3

HI SHAY!! ur silly fics r good argh i bear gifts

i like the way you write them i think the silly dynamics are great !! humans are so vulnerable and you tease the daycare attendant are my favs they did something to my brain actually. and yes you are correct creepy sun >>>>>> your works are nice please have some nice flowers for ur day

#ask #took me two hours to organize these thoughts i woke up saw ur ask and almost squealed #spent at least 2 days binging your fics actually theyre swag and had me smiling like a goofball #about that second part.......ehe #ive been trying to keep the mha thing a secret (involuntary brainrot) despite the pfp on discord but ur fics got to me #i found you thru the discord server for the dca halloween event actually i saw ur pfp and got curious #i specifically remember reading your midoriya drabble some time before so when i went to ur blog and saw it i just went “IT WAS YOU??????” #the little things + ghosts mysteries and a 7ft buff skeleton + midoriya izuku’s love for you is stifling at times r my favs there #theyre cute theyre cute like im not fond of sweets but this ill gladly take! will eat again!! + the halloween one was just funny #im going thru ur quotev right now I RECOGNIZE AT LEAST THREE OF UR WORKS THERE......... IT WAS YOU..... nice #gonna go on ao3 and read more of ur fics (the long ones especially iaawdihwdi) #ur works r cool ure cool

[hecksupremechips]

Man i watched the spongebob movie for the first time in ages the other day and god it’s like the most delightful movie ever made like it’s exactly what you want a movie adaptation of spongebob to be

#the klock keeps ticking #the way spongebob is written in it is like. damn he really was just so good at the time #very cute very funny and ocean man playing during the credits bit liiiiike #as a kid i never watched that part cuz i was a little shit who couldnt appreciate ocean man #but theres just like cute art of spongebob doing maintenance around the krusty krab 2 and hes just SO HAPPY #its the cutest thing in the entire world #and i was so close to just fucking sobbing at the scene where theyre in the gift shop frying under the lamp cuz they realize that this #is shell city and even though they wont survive and be able to get the crown back to bikini bottom #they were able to make it through all the dangers and get there THEY DID ALRIGHT FOR A COUPLE OF GOOFBALLS #but then my dad walked in and ruined the moment completely and i felt rage #oh and how can we forget the david hasselhoff scene literally the best scene ever written in cinema #how many people were turned gay by that scene i wonder #overall i felt so many emotions i am not okay i am so happy i am sobbing

[teastarfall]

HELP I HAVE COMPLETELY LOST MOTIVATION WITH DIGITAL ART IVE REVERTED BACK TO PAPER

anyway youd never guess who my fave LN character is (its really obvious actually)

#the lighting on all of these are so different help #ALSO TEA DREW SPOON GIRL??? FROM DIGITAL COMIC??? REAL??? #HER DESIGN IS CUTE LMAO I HAD TO EVENTUALLY #RCG TOO??? SHES SO ADORABLE I WANT HER TO BE HAPPY #also i love how i never draw hunter acting how he is in game #hes either a lil goofball or awkward #love that guy lol #little nightmares #little nightmares 2 #very little nightmares #little nightmares fanart #ln hunter #ln six #ln rcg #little nightmares spoon girl

[el-im]

hi! the print arrived today and i just wanted to say thank you one more time, i taped him up right away! i will keep an eye out if you ever put prints up for sale or anything like that, your style is so beautiful ♡ i actually wanted to send you a message a while ago to say this but i was shadowbanned ajdajfjs... but i rly love your enterprise & ds9 art too!! you have a wonderfully distinct style and i especially love the way you draw kids - this might sound strange but you always draw them with a lot of love. sorry for running on a bit but i wanted to tell you! and i hope you have a beautiful day today! ♡

oh my gosh. thank you so much. it's a pleasure to see him in his new home and i'm glad he arrived safely!

#and thank you that's such a particular thing to notice. i think i started putting a lot of care into the children i drew after my niece was #born. everything is tied back 2 all my love for that little goofball #asks #belledamn #thank you thank you thank you!

[tag375]

Playing through Black Mesas made me realize, Gordon is REALLY silly.

Grew a ponytail for fun, fucks with ppls food for fun bc said persons a dick, sets off alarms as a funny, TRIES TO PET A NEW BUG ALIEN THAT KILLS PEOPLE?

Silly, SILLY behaviour!!!!! He is so silly!!

Ignore what he did to the HECU, he is SILLY!

#half life #silly little guy #so silly #goofball #gordon feetman #gordon freeman #go off king #slay king #half life 2

[fgooooooo]

A lil bit of both

I'm typing up a storm in the tags

#greedy #nort is hmm 2 me bc his interpretations exist so wildly #hes marketed as a goofball who likes donuts #hes marketed as a sauve charismatic person (which i guess he used to be long ago) #OKAY IF THIS DOESNT MAKE IT TO TAGS ILL WRITE IT OUT!! but for now... #hes a serious hardworking individual who wants to savour his own hard work. but in years of doing so and getting nowhere has caused him to #be a little desperate and bitter. the rich can wave their bank notes around while the poor suffer #he only becomes more due to the foreign influence of the meteorite and cave and all #hes a traumatized individual who is certainly complex. he had something others dont. its mentioned in his letter...but why? is he so in tun #tune with despair that he understands that he will never get what he wants? is he affected by the drugs? #hes quiet and keeps to himself. hes gloomy and is tempermental. he tells himself to never forget what happened. he is a man haunted #in da capo when orpheus goes to fight him. he protects himself first but gets overwhelmed. he had an axe but others #speculated it to be him trying to save little girl(?) much of it is unknown but he cares #he cares because im his deductions you have to work with your teamates. you go to save them. it specifically makes you do that #in order to get his worn clothes #he tries to keep to himself bc hes only ever had himself growing up. he can only trust himself bc thats how he survived #you ever think how he was deeply broken before that?you ever think how he has probably seen people fall to their deaths in his line of work #he keeps himself closed off so he will be hurt less #and hes silly too :( #i always think about how in game his graffiti or pictures have him smiling. when in canon he never does. #and you know what hurts more.... his soulcatcher skin. the day of the dead. it hurts because he has no one to remember him. #no one would ever mourn him :(( he cannot find peace in life and in death. a constant reminder #the tags are so long i dont think itll even show up on tags aha i might make a post about it then #i just think he is so lovely #my art #digital art #identity v #idv #idv art #norton campbell

[vampacidic]

i loaf. my girlfriend :)

#almsot his birthday.. hoohoo. i should draw him something #listening to his playlist. he's soooo silly #beau beau my beloved little goofball #sage talks #we've been dating for almost 2 years.... crazy l

[silverstrying]

tell me about a dream you remember having. if you don't remember your dreams, show off your favorite animal photo.

The earliest dream I can remember having was when I was four or five, of colorful monsters chasing me around my room. I have a lot of dreams and tend to remember them for the most part, so I'll leave it at a simple but memorable one :)

Here are my dogs :333

I will take absolutely any chance I can to show off my pets >:)

Jake sleeps upside down. It's fun to stick your fingers in his mouth when he does this :3

#the black and white one actually passed away last month 💔 #but she was 16 and lived a very good long life <3 #i got her when she was 1 and i was 10 for my birthday. so i had her for 15 years :) she was a very very good dog 🐕 ❤️ #her name was gigi #the other ones name is jake! i got him 2 years ago bc i knew gigi was getting old #hes a goofball and hes clingy #i love him <3 #he kinda has a puking problem tho #we call him our little pukeboy <3

[icysab]

more niki boyfie hcs — falling for you edition!

requested here!

wc: <350 i think

a/n: this is a little different than my standard boyfie hcs but i wanted to try something new, so let me know your opinion in comments, reblogs, asks, etc. of this format !!

a/n no. 2: idc what anyone says riki is a DORKY, RIZZLESS LOSER SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD BOY AND I WILL WRITE HIM AS SUCH.

- bro was CAPTIVATED by your smile

- that was literally the first thing he noticed about you— how your smile lit up the room he was in

- you were one of jungwon’s friends and so he introduced you to all the members

- and when i tell you niki’s heart STOPPED when he saw you

- but niki is loyal to his bros!! so he swallowed the lump in his throat so jungwon didn’t kill him

- (jungwon, in fact, introduced you to the members because you mentioned that niki was cute. he would not have cared one bit.)

- only realizes he’s staring after sunoo nudges him with his elbow

- literally stuttering trying to introduce himself

- “i, uh, my name is- uh- riki”

- (failed) attempts at acting aloof fly out the window when you repeat his name back and smile

- the second you leave jake and sunghoon RELENTLESSLY tease the poor guy

- and he gets so defensive too, like he wasn’t acting like a lost puppy dog

- before jakehoon can strip niki of too much of his pride though, won tells them to knock it off

- after scolding the two goofballs (scary leader) won decides to tell niki

- “you know, i don’t care if you go for her”

- poor riki is not following

- “??”

- “she thinks you’re cute too, and besides, you’d make a good match”

- he malfunctions

- “no nono why would you think that!! HAHA- wait. she thinks i’m cute??”

- he’s all red and blushy

- at this point jakehoon are CACKLING at poor riki

- won explains that you thought riki was cute too and that’s why he introduced you two, but he didn’t expect him to be such a nervous wreck around you

- riki is shocked 😮

- after MUCH coaxing from the members, won finally gets riki to text your number

- riki’s leg won’t stop bouncing with nerves as he types out a message

- “hey, this is riki from earlier. i just wanted to say that your shirt was cool”

- all the members facepalm at his attempts at playing it cool

- you respond almost instantly, to riki’s surprise

- “hi riki!! thank you, + i thought your outfit was cool too :D”

- before he can breathe a sigh of relief that your text was super nice and simple, he sees the typing bubble pop up again

- “did you ask won for my number? hah you must have wanted an excuse to talk to me again ”

- he freezes again

- HOW DID YOU SEE RIGHT THROUGH HIM??

- he’s about to deny, deny, deny, but won stops him

- “dude, just tell her the truth. did you already forget that she thinks you’re cute too?”

- riki’s brows furrow in thought at that, but before he can even begin to construe a cool, smooth response, jake rips the phone out of his hands

- RIKI SCREAMS SO LOUD THE ENTIRE DORM REVERBERATES while jake books it to the bathroom to lock himself in

- after a minute, he walks out with riki’s phone and the most devilish smirk on his lips

- before jake can do anything else, riki snatches the phone back and apprehensively starts to read the damage jake had done

- “lol you caught me. if you want, we could get to know each other better over some ice cream tmr? it’ll be my treat”

- “woah, that was smoother than i expected. ill see you tmr riki :)”

- riki is dumbfounded. did jake actually just score him a date with YOU?? there’s no way this worked

- “thank me later,” jake teases

- he is so in shock that he doesn’t even have the capacity to kill jake. tomorrow, a date (???) with you? he can die a happy man.

- to be continued…. ?

#enhypen x reader #kflixnet #niki imagines #kpop fic #kpop #kpop imagines #enhypen #niki fluff #enhypen niki #niki #niki x reader #niki enhypen #enha riki #riki nishimura #enhypen nishimura riki #nishimura riki #riki imagines #riki x reader #riki fluff #enhypen riki #riki x you #enha niki #ni ki enhypen #enhypen imagines #jungwon enhypen #enhypen jake #jake enhypen #enhypen scenarios #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen x female reader

[snailvibes]

Doodles from a tiktok I made!!! @/wcfreckles made a video of what Pokémon starters they’d give stranger things characters and I replied with a video drawing them!!! They plan on making a part 2 which I plan on drawing so more to come!!!

(Hcs in the tags I went crazy on accident lol

#Mike with his Oshawott mimicking him was my favorite to draw #i think he’d have one that acts like the one from the anime #like his Oshawott is just immune to Mike’s phases of being a little shit it remains a goofball #Mike gets mad at everyone but he could never be mad at Oshawott he treasures it #more hcs now Cus why not lol #Dustin’s Mudkip definitely hated Dart it was suspicious of it and got jealous of how much attention it got #Dustin spent a lot more time with Mudkip after season 2 #they train a lot together Dustin’s big on Pokémon battles and loves making competitive strategies for battles against the party #his Mudkip is very over protective of him especially after Dart and just all the upside down stuff it’s only rlly friendly with the party #Lucas’s Froakie is super chill it helps him make dnd models or practice basket balls #also provides ammo for the wrist rocket #little guy is always down with whatever Lucas wants to do #like the moment he broke away from the party and tried to track where the gate was in season 1 #Froakie was fully down for breaking into the lab if that’s where this led #it naps a lot on Lucas’s shoulder and after him and Max start dating it clings to her as well and Lucas gets jealous #Sobble loves that Will’s an artist they help him out by providing water for water paints #always knows where Will is hiding if he wants to be alone or is having a breakdown and hides with him so he’s not alone #Will doesn’t have him near during DND games though Cus sometimes the theatrics make it jumpy and it knocks stuff over #Will draws his sobble a lot he loves them sm #sobble and Oshawott are close the way Mike and Will are close it took sobble time to be used to Oshawott though #El 100% stole the Mew before she broke out of the lab #it’s good at calming her down and sometimes the two get distracted by just playing together #Mew’s able to follow her into the void and other people’s minds and memories too but it respects when she doesn’t want it to as well #El thinks of Mew less like a Pokémon partner and more like a sibling she does everything with it and is sure to take it everywhere #hyperfixations go brrrrrr #IM ALMOST OUT OF TAGS FUCKKK #stranger things #Pokémon #stranger things au

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

Season 2 made me appreciate even more how great Taika Waititi's acting is in season 1. Most actors, if you limit their facial movement that severely by gluing a giant prosthetic beard to their face, they're just not going to be able to emote the way they need to.

It is incredible how good this man is at using his eyes and eyebrows to convey what he needs to. On top of that, he has more full-body physicality in season 1 that really stands out once you compare to how he acts in season 2; when he's got the beard on he tends to move his head and shoulders a lot more so he can clearly get across Ed's emotions.

He's giving us silly, cute moments that just use his face and head movements to convey what a big goofball Ed is really:

The scene where Stede's about to be executed by firing squad is a perfect example of just how great he is - he's got very limited facial movement but he uses his eyes and eyebrows, keeps his mouth open a bit so we can see his lip wobble, and breathes heavily so we can see the harsh rise and fall of his shoulders, all emphasizing just how panicked Ed feels in this scene:

He's just so good at using his eyebrows to exagerrate his facial expressions, and because the rest of his face is so hidden it just works perfectly.

I will never get over how this man can weaponize his eyes to their fullest effect. He is so good at angling his face just right while he's acting - take the "you wear fine things well" scene! The way he looks up at Stede with his face angled down still, paired with the little scoff, is so perfect at conveying all of Ed's disbelief and gratitude.

Good fucking acting. When you look for it it's easy to see how much subtler his acting is in s2 because he doesn't have a giant beard glued to his face, and it just makes it even more impressive. Man basically invented having eyes as far as I'm concerned.

#ofmd #our flag means death

[irishmammonagenda]

How I Think The Obey Me Dateables + Co Would React to The Rumours™️

Summary: Rumours have been floating around the Devildom. Rumours about a certain Angel and Sorcerer...how will the demon brothers react? Word Count: funny joke! Content Warnings: nothing i dont think Disclaimer: This will probably not make a lot of sense unless you've read this fic here for context, but ykw life doesnt make sense you do you <3

[Brothers Version]

dividers by @cafekitsune

You had left the Sorcerers' Society feeling quite flustered, but also extremely pleased with yourself. Take that Solomon. You grin. In all the excitement of the following days, you'd forgotten about the rumour you had accidentally spread around the Devildom. Perhaps you shouldn't've pretended to be Archangel Michael to gain entry....

💙💚BARBATOS💚💙

Finds out about the rumours relatively quickly, Little D No.2 sees him nearly dropping a plate before catching it with his tail. He was sworn to secrecy.

Poor Little D No.2

His first thought is shock, his second thought is.

'What did you do MC?'

smiling he dials your number on his DDD.

You were in the middle of doing homework, or rather, sitting at your desk staring at your homework when Barbatos called. "Hiya Barbs!" You grin into your DDD. "Hello MC." You can hear the Butler's smile through the phone. "What's got you calling Barbie?" "There have been some rumours of a certian bastard sorcerer and Archangel in a romantic relationship...you wouldn't happen to know anything of it?" You laugh. "My assassination attempt went wrong." Barbatos lets out a small chuckle along with you. "I can't say Solomon doesn't deserve it." You pause. "Barbs?" "Yes, MC?" "Would you maybe wanna...go to the next Devildom Carnival with me?" You mumble into the phone, but he catches it. Thankfully, he was feeling nice, and did not teasingly ask you to repeat it. "Of course I would MC," Barbatos tone softens, smile visible in his voice. "Perhaps you can tell me more of this assassination attempt going aray?" "It'd be my pleasure Barbie."

❤️❤️DIAVOLO❤️❤️

Barbatos tells him.

Remember the sticker incident? Yeah. Diavolo laughs when he hears about it

This could be a great help in uniting the 3 realms!!!

And hey, if someone commissions Asmo to make stickers of Michael x Solomon, dont look at Diavolo who is very suspiciously whistling innocently.

"Hi Asmo!" Lord Diavolo steps out from the shadows. Asmodeus shrieks, loosing all colour in his face before gaining it back again and grinning excitedly." Diavolo! What are you doing in my room?~" Diavolo shooshes him, pale golden eyes widening as he looks around the Avatar of Lust's room. "Not so loud." After deeming it safe enough, the Demon Prince continues, "I snuck away from Barbatos" Asmo makes a noise of understanding, he looks up at the other through foxlike eyes. "So what can I do for you Dia? ~" The Prince smiles ear to ear. "Remember the stickers you made of me and Lucifer. Well, I'd like to commission something." Asmodeus gasps excitedly, moving a stray champagne coloured lock from his forehead, he grabs his bejeweled pen and journal. "Of course! We can discuss pricing later on! First things first! What would you like?~" "Well..." Diavolo lets out a booming laugh, "Maybe something quite similar to the stickers of me and Lucifer, except with Michael and Solomon?" Asmodeus sets his pen and sketchbook down, looking up at the Devildom's present goofball and future ruler. "Y'know what, Diavolo?" He smirks mischievously. "It's on the house." Diavolo pouts, "At least let me buy you Majolish's new line of clothes." "Awww!~ If I had a ring that I didn't want to keep for myself I'd propose to you!~" Diavolo laughs. These stickers were going to be amazing.

🩷🩷THIRTEEN 🩷🩷

Haha L Solomon

Knows it's fake from the moment she hears it.

Upset she didn't think to start it....but when she finds out from Satan you had a hand in it?

Damn bbg she's about to have your hand in marriage😏

You were just trying to walk home from RAD, having finally gotten a moment of peace from your idiots when an extremely loud 'VROOOM' startles you. A black motorcycle with pink accents traverses the streets of the Devildom like it's attempting to audition for Fast and Furious, before going rogue and coming straight towards you. Scared, you start to sprint, alas, even as an angel,you can't outrun motorcycles. You don't wanna die! The mystery rider drives beside your sprinting, catching up to you before reaching their leather gloved hands out and; YOINK! The motorcyclist pulls you flush against their chest, holding you there with one arm as they use the other to steer. You've been kidnapped by a motorcyclist who thinks they're in GTA. Great. Being kidnapped by a crazed motorcyclist before GTA 6....actually, maybe this was GTA 6. "As much as I'd love to hear your screams in a different context MC, can you stop screaming?" A voice asks through the Motorcycle helmet, you immediately stop squirming to get out of the Motorcyclist's arms. "Thirteen?!" She laughs, "Awww, I love it when you say my name!" You drive in relative silence for a while until she reaches a small cafe. She stops the bike and takes her helmet off, her long ombre hair is tied in a ponytail, she takes out the bauble and lets it fall down. Bloodied emerald eyes lock onto yours as she pulls you in for a kiss. "What's this about you dying and not giving me your soul...." She says in mock sadness before jumping off of the motorcycle, helping a dazed you to your feet. "No bother!" She flirts, tucking a stray hair away from your face, "You can just give me your soul, and your heart, and your body, and your mind!" You blush. "W-why are you in the Devildom Tee?" "Well a certain someone-" She pinches your cheek, "made up a fabulous rumour about that Rat-Bastard! So I'm here to give them a lovely little dinner date and my hand in marriage as a reward!" "Excuse me? Could you repeat that?!" You ask, heart racing. Thirteen just laughs and gives you a kiss that leaves you breathless, a soft blush of her own showing up on her porcelain skin. You walked out of your impromptu unofficial kidnapping dinner date a married MC. Time to go to Vegas to make it official!

💜💜MEPHISTOPHELES💜💜

The man found out because you told him.

He is not impressed. Couldn't you have made up a rumour about Lucifer dating someone?!

No MC, this is a serious newspaper! He is not posting gossip. Or advertising fanfictions. Especially ones with a name like that!

What do you mean Lord Diavolo would 'want you to do it, Mephisto!!' are you trying to emotionally blackmail him?!

"Pleaseeeee!" "No." You try again. "Mephisto pleaseeeeeee?" He gives you a rather rude look. Damn, rich people really were good at looking at people like they were dirt on their shoes. "I won't ask for anything ever again!" "You will, and the answer is still no MC." He glares at you. Pear green eyes filled with annoyance. "The RAD newspaper is sacred! I'm not posting fanfiction on there! We are a serious organisation!" "You post popularity polls." You deadpan. "This is why I hate rich people." "Let me go wipe my tears with my various stacks of grimm lying around. Speaking of which, how did you get into my house, MC?" You grin sheepishly. "No comment!" "MC." "Your little brother let me in! He's very nice, unlike you! Now please I'm begging you!" Mephisto raises an eyebrow. "You don't look like you're begging." "I'm not getting down on my knees. I'm going to piss in your cereal." Mephistopheles scoffs. "I don't eat cereal. That's poor people behaviour." You sniffle, deciding that the best course of action would be to annoy him. "You know, you're acting like Lucifer right now! Not letting me post this in the Newspaper." Mephisto waggles his finger at you, "Send me a Devilmail of what you want included later." "Yay!" You cheer. Satan was going to be so happy when he found out you managed to get your fanfic mentioned in the RAD Newspaper!

🩵🩵SIMEON 🩵🩵

He finds out after you print out the published parts of the fanfiction you and Satan wrote.

He's an author after all! What better person to get constructive criticism from?!

Someone please save this poor man.

Solomon looked up at Michael with dull eyes devoid of emotion, just previously they had shone with tears, now they were just dead. A graveyard of feeling. "Take it back Michael." The sorcerer mutters, but Michael heard him clearly. "What you said about Humankind...take it back!" "It's the truth Solomon!" Michael raises his voice, the rain dropping like bullets against the windows of Cocytus Hall. "I can't do this anymore!" Solomon blurts out, before turning on his heel, cape flapping, as he runs out of the door, into the storm outside, his arms cover tear-stricken his face. "Solomon wait!" Michael races out after him braving the- "MC..." Simeon looks up at you, he takes his reading glasses off and gently sets the paper down, attempting to avoid looking at anything else written on it. "MC, what is this?" "Art." You nod seriously. "It is good writing MC, but, why?" "Why not?" You tilt your head. "With all the love in my heart, darling, I'm forcing myself to forget this story's existence." You pat Simeon's back. "That's probably for the best Simmy."

🤎🤎RAPHAEL 🤎🤎

Solomon? Michael was going out with Solomon?

This worked out great for him actually, this meant he could eat Solomon's food more often. How delicious!

Disappointed when he finds out the rumours aren't true.

"Raphael for the last time, do I look like the type of person that would date Solomon?!" Michael says exasperatedly, covering his face with his hands and fake sobbing. Drama king. "You are a bit odd. Are you sure you're not dating him? I won't judge you, Michael, I respect you a lot." Raphael nods seriously. "I am not dating Solomon." Raphael pouts, "I see. Have you considered dating Solomon?" Michael grabs a pillow and screams into it.

🖤🖤SOLOMON🖤🖤

Finds out through Asmo

Is that a fanficiton, MC?

Two can play at this game.

You enter your room when you feel a hand go over your mouth. You attempt to scream, but seeing as there's a hand over your mouth, it doesn't exactly go very well for you. "Relax Mc, It's just me." You turn your head around to see Solomon and that signature sneaky smile on his face. You scream louder. He chuckles and mutters a few words, all of a sudden you feel very sleepy.... Hours later, you wake up on your bed, now around 3 feet tall and with familiar pink wool, your hands and feet are now hooves, beside you Solomon had been oh so kind as to leave you a note. Cant write Fanfiction if you don't have hands. Jokes on him. You're a co-author.

🩵🤍LUKE🤍🩵

hears some demons talking about it at RAD while he´s in Devildom history

Michael are Solomon are DATING??!!!

LIKE THE THING PEOPLE DO BEFORE THEY GET MARRIED??!!

Michael and Solomon are getting MARRIED??!!

Is Solomon his dad now?

Luckily for Luke and Unluckily for Michael, Michael is still in the Devildom, so when Luke gets home, he goes to ask Michael about it.

Sounds of sizzling and chopping can be heard from the kitchen in Purgatory Hall, and thankfully, it's not Solomon. Michael hums as he expertly dices the onions up and puts them into the blender with the tomatoes, broccoli and cauliflower. His long golden hair had been haphazardly thrown into a plait, small curls that didn't feel like conforming popping out here and there, sauce stains found themselves a home on his dark skin, he stuck his tongue out in concentration. Frozen meatballs had been left out to thaw, and now the Archangel was making the vegetables in the sauce so they'd undetectable to a certain fussy young angel. "Michael?" The young angel in question calls out in the doorway resulting in Michael exclaiming something that sounded like 'GAH!' and attempting to hide Luke's view of the blender. "Hiya Lukey!" Michael grins awkwardly. "What's up with you today? Haha." Now long used to Michael's strangeness, Luke pays it no mind. "Michael, I have a question." The archangel turns the various pans on the stove to the lowest heat before sitting on a stool on the kitchen island and pulling Luke up to sit on his knee. "What's up Kiddo?" He grins, tilting his head at the boy. Luke fiddles with his thumbs, his blue eyes meeting Michael's red ones. "Is it true you and Solomon are getting married?" Michael's smile drops. He pats Luke's blond hair, "No Lukey, me and Solomon are not getting married, nor are we in a relationship." Luke's face flushes, he clenches his tiny fists. "Those demons! Making up lies!" Michael shakes the image of you from his mind. "Yeah. Demons. Yup!"

lads im gonna be honest here i havent met mephsitles or hwoever u spell it a lot in game (as well as thirteen and raphael) so apologies if theyre really ooc😰

#obey me imagines #obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me x reader #omswd #obey me mc #obey me michael #obey me thirteen #obey me thirteen x reader #obey me diavolo #obey me asmodeus #obey me barbatos #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me luke #obey me mephisto x mc #obey me mephisto #obey me solomon #obey me raphael #obey me simeon

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Hazbin Hotel:

Lucifer x Human!Reader

~The Devil’s in My Living Room~

Warnings‼️: Swearing, mentions of a breakup, Lucifer being a goofball, blood but very little, genderneutral!reader, character x reader.

A/N: Sooo. I don’t usually do full fanfics, but this idea has been invading my mind and I just had to get it out. If anyone wants a part 2, I have a lot more ideas! But I hope you enjoy my brainrot- <3

-I tried to proofread but if there are any mistakes, let me know!

Moving into a new space was difficult.

Anyone knew that. It was complicated, bittersweet, and downright exhausting.

And something you completely procrastinated doing, until your friend threatened to kick you out if you didn’t at least try to find a new place to live.

You had been hopping from couch to couch at your friends houses after a recent breakup with your long term partner.

The breakup was a mutual agreement between the two of you. The feelings that once felt like fireworks burned out into ashes. It had been a long time coming, but your heart still shattered when it was officially over.

This new house was sort of a new chapter and a step forward into figuring out life without your ex. You had no idea where to start, but being able to find such a cheap home to rent out seemed like a dream come true.

Or a scam. Either way you were desperate.

The house was at an insanely good price, wasn’t falling apart, and in the part of town that you found to be the acceptable amount of sketchy. Maybe a bit far from the city, but finding a decent place in the city was a pain in the ass.

Before you could think twice about whether or not this was really a good idea, you were signing all the paperwork and moving your belongings into the house.

You had shoved most of the boxes with your belongings into your basement. You set up the basic essentials you needed, clothes, kitchenware, blankets, etc. Several trips were often made up and down the stairs when you had forgotten something was still stored away.

It was completely inconvenient but you lacked the motivation to unpack everything all at once. It felt like too much work and in you convinced yourself the constant up and down was easier.

Family and friends helped you get settled, keeping you company the first couple days of your move. But they all had to move onto their own lives eventually. Wishing you well on the new chapter of your life, letting you know to reach out whenever you needed, friends and family went back to their respective houses.

So there you sat, alone in your house that felt much too old for you. While you were content living there, the house felt like it was covered in layers of dust from the lack of visitors roaming its rooms. The air felt heavy in a way that made you just feel uncomfortable.

At least there was a roof over your head. Adapting to living on your own was strange, but you passed the time by picking up all sorts of hobbies, none of which really stuck. Just a way to pass the time.

The hobby of the week was sewing.

You sat on your living room floor in front of your TV, letting whatever reality show play in the background while you focused on the task at hand.

You squint, hands shaking a bit, as you tried to thread the thin piece of string into the hooped end of the needle. You stick your tongue out in concentration as the string seemed to favor going anywhere but where you wanted.

Your intense gaze on the small objects was broken by the sound of an advertisement; with an actor who was certainly way too enthusiastic to be authentic. The shift in volume made you jump up, eyes darting to the screen, and needle grazing the side of your finger.

You let out a frustrated huff, silently cursing the overpaid actor for his theatrics. Feeling a slight sting on the side of your hand from where the needle had pricked your skin, drawing some blood.

Looking at your hand where the blood smeared against your skin, you sigh in defeat, getting up and walking towards your kitchen to rinse your hand.

A sudden gush of hot wind stops you in your tracks, followed by a blinding light coming from behind you. You turn around, stunned by the almost blinding light coming up from your floor. The light and confined to a large circle in the center of your living room where you once sat.

A shadowed figure can barely be seen through the hues of gold and orange, you can only make out red eyes blinking alive.

When light and smoke fades you finally see the person— or thing?? That had just straight up appeared in your home.

A short being, with skin white as paper. With two long horns protruding out of his skull, a small flame between them. His glowing eyes look at his surrounds, as he bared his dagger like teeth.

He wore a white suit, his undershirt decorated with gold and red details. On top his head was a tall white top hat with a purple snake curled up comfortably at the base.

He looked around your living room, doing a small spin as he took in his surroundings.

Where in hell was he??

He looks equally confused and stunned as you do. When you meet each others gaze it’s nothing short of awkward. Just looking at each other. His horns shrink back into his head, his eyes turning to an amber color with ruby pupils.

The man looks like he just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

He gives a too wide grin, chuckling nervously and giving a wave to you. You just sat there stunned, eyes blown wide and mouth agape.

“Uhhh.. Hi.”

He finally spoke, making you finally blink a few times.

Oh- oh it talks.

“Hi…?”

You answer back cautiously, not really knowing the exact reason you answered the being who just straight up appeared in your living room.

The awkward tension flooded back into the room, the two of you just observing each other in silence.

The pale man rocked back and forth on his feet, tugging the collar of his shirt, as his eyes darted around the unfamiliar place.

You had to be dreaming… you rub your eyes, ready to wake up from this imaginary reality.

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You were in fact not dreaming.

The next few hours of your life dragged and felt so surreal.

At first you tried to ignore the thing in your house, carrying on with your house chores you suddenly found important to do. Every time you passed by him, he would wave his arms around trying to get your attention.

“Helloooooo?? I know you see me and I see youuu..”

He knew you could see him.

And you knew he knew you could see him.

He seemed to be confined to a small circle in the middle of your living room. You found this out when the demon started pressing his face against the invisible bubble containing him. Pressing his cheek and lips against the unseen force holding him. He pressed his face against the bubble like a child, making obnoxious faces and noises at you.

He never really tried to hurt or attack you. That was a good sign. When you had stepped a bit too close he did try to reach for your arm once or twice, but his hand just phased through your body, sending uncomfortable shivers down your spine.

Overall he mostly looked bored

Every time you walked through your living room you tried avoiding anywhere near the demon. Which was difficult considering he was stuck smack dab in the center of the room.

When trying to grab at you to get your attention failed. He decided on a different approach. Deciding to sit on the ground, taking off his suit jacket, folding it and refolding it over and over.

All while ranting about his extensive rubber duck collection.

Your eye starts to twitch.

Seriously, what the fuck was happening?

You didn’t know how many ducks the demon had informed you about, it felt like hundreds. He would take pauses between each explanation, almost teasing the idea of him stopping his tangents.

He had finally stopped ranting about his recent invention of a rubber duck that spits fire and did backflips. Letting a moment of silence fall.

You felt your shoulders relax, appreciating the peace and quiet…..until he started up again about another yellow duck shaped creation.

You finally snapped, he had finally gotten under your skin.

Your head snaps towards the demon in your living room, cutting off his words before he can start rambling again.

“Okay! Fine fine, you win! I see you! I hear you, what is up with you and the ducks??”

“Hah! I knew it!”

Lucifer throws his hands up in victory, celebrating the fact he was being acknowledged. He stood up, drawing a line with his finger against the invisible glass holding him.

“Score one for Lucifer~”

You drag your hands down your face, ready to claw your eyes out from when the demon celebrated winning over your silent treatment.

Wait. What was that name again??

“Lucifer? As in the devil? The fucking devil is in my living room??”

Lucifer gives you a confused look, picking his cane up off the ground. He observed your expression trying to tell if you were joking or not.

“Uh.. yeah.. hey hey! You’re the one who summoned me.. thought you would know that..”

“Summon you? I didn’t summon anything!”

Lucifer tilted his head at you, his eyes squinting and mouth hanging open slightly. Were you serious? How does one accidentally do a demonic ritual?

By the look on his face, you can see he’s equally in the dark about how he got here just as you are.

You look Lucifer up and down, pinching yourself on your side once again to ensure you’re not dreaming.

How could this.. how could this be the devil?

Sure, when he first appeared, you saw your life flash before your eyes, seeing the large horns, sharp teeth and red eyes. The whole thing you expected to see if you ever somehow were face to face with Lucifer himself.

But now he just looked like a shy awkward circus clown.

“I thought the devil was supposed to be.. ya know.. scary?”

Lucifer gasps dramatically, putting over a hand over where his heart would be— did he even have one? Was that possible?-

He straight up POUTS, turning his back to you taking full offense to your comment on his nonthreatening demeanor.

“I prefer terrifying, thank you very much! I thought humans knew better than to still mess with demonic rituals and practices.”

He shoots back in an accusatory tone, turning back to you and pressing his finger against the bubble.

“I didn’t summon you! You just showed up in my house!”

He looks down at his feet, tracing the circle where he had been confined to in your home with his cane.

“So.. you just.. accidentally… drew a pentagram.. and did all the stupidly excessive and tedious steps in my summoning ritual.. somehow correctly…”

The devil tried to explain how nonsensical your excuse sounded. You looked down at your living room floor, puzzled by what Lucifer had meant. All you saw beneath him was a neutral colored carpet that covered the entirety of your living room. Nothing seemed odd or off about it.

“Pentagram? What pentagram?”

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With a quick google search about the history of your home, you find out the reason is was listed at such an amazing price. Your mouth hangs open as your read the gruesome details.

A satanic cult coming to this very house, trying to summon Satan. Apparently the group had stolen tools, a car, and a local farmers livestock to perform the ritual before police busted them.

Well you just made summoning him look like a casual Tuesday.

The information explained the pentagram that contained the Devil in your living room, who was peering over your shoulder to try and read the articles about your home. You sat just outside his reach, his cheek pressing against the invisible bubble of his pentagram prison.

Seeing the demon peer over your shoulder couldn’t help but make you feel a bit uneasy.

Slamming your computer shut, you turn towards Lucifer, who was waiting impatiently for an explanation.

It was a weird sight. Both of you sat criss crossed a few feet apart from each other. What on Earth did you do to be put in this situation?

You pinched yourself again to make sure you weren’t dreaming.

“So what’s the verdict?”

Nope. Still awake.

“Apparently years back, some sort of cult came here trying to summon satan- well you.”

“Uhh.. for what?”

“Hell if I know, I couldn’t find any sources that said their reasoning. But I’m guessing that’s why this place was dirt cheap and that’s how you’re somehow here now.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to make sense of it all. Maybe you should’ve done some research before getting a house at such a cheap rate.

But it was such a steal- how could you resist?

“What did I do to get you here anyways? It’s not like I was chanting your name while killing a goat. Do I need to buy a Bible or something?”

You asked, making a little cross with your index fingers, moving it towards Lucifer’s face as if he would disappear with your mockery of him.

Lucifer looked exhausted by your cliches, but you were pretty much spot on with how people usually worshipped him.

He rolled his eyes, resting his elbow on his knee, so he could hold his chin in his hand.

“Well, what did you do before I got here?”

You explained your little incident with the sewing needle, showing off your hand that didn’t even look like it was injured anymore. The only evidence that the injury even happened being a bit of dried blood on your palm.

“Hey, not to be rude or anything.. but If you don’t want to be here anyways, why can’t you just.. ya know? Leave?”

Lucifer looked at you, twisting his cane and chuckling nervously, flashing his sharp teeth at you.

“Well.. usually with these things there’s an exchange. Human sells me their soul, sacrifices, the whole nine yards, haha!.. Mostly in exchange for my power.”

You shift back away from Lucifer cautiously, even though there was no way of him really getting to you.

“So.. you need my soul or something?”

Lucifer pursed his lips, twiddling his thumbs and avoiding your gaze. Acting as if you were the one who was making this whole situation difficult.

“I mean, I don’t know, that’s usually how it goes.”

“How do you not know??”

“I don’t know! You’re the one who summoned me without knowing!”

“…”

“Touché.”

A moment of silence fell on the two of you, both clearly frustrated with no clear solution of how to fix this in sight.

It wasn’t like you were willingly going to give yourself up to the Devil. You didn’t even want him here in the first place.

Well. Not that you minded his company at the moment.

Was it kind of fucked you were talking to the devil and didn’t mind the company? Probably.

But ever since you had moved out of you and your ex’s house, your home just felt empty. Bare, lacking energy and life.

You weren’t used to being alone all the time.

Lucifer sighed, clearing his throat to break the tension in the room. He took in a deep breath, looking at you.

“Listen. I can’t really leave permanently unless you get an exorcism on your house. But until then, I’m kind of bound to you.”

“Woah woah woah, pump the breaks, bound to me?”

Lucifer shrugged, as if the fact was obvious. He held his legs, rocking back on his tailbone while looking around your living room once more, almost memorizing it.

“Yeah..! Well uh.. you should be able to summon me back whenever you prick your finger or…something like that? I can leave whenever I want.”

You stared at him blankly.

This whole time. This whole time he could’ve left but instead bothered for your attention until you caved and acknowledged his existence.

“You’re telling me this NOW?”

Lucifer put his hands up in defensive, quickly speaking up before you could get more angry at him.

“Hey! I did you a favor. Figured you would want to know I’m stuck with you. But hey! Good news is once I leave, I’ll be out of your hair for good!”

He had stuck around bothering you.. just to tell you that? That was an oddly sweet gesture from the literal DEVIL. But you appreciated the clarification and.. kindness.

Not once did Lucifer even try to hurt you, it didn’t even seem like he could. He seemed more awkward and anxious. And overall, he looked exhausted.

Dark under eyes that stood out on his paper white skin accompanied by hollow cheeks. I mean, you knew he was dead, but he looked just..

Numb? Maybe that was the word for it. Why were you even thinking about this? No way were you feeling bad pity for the Devil.

You had so many questions. What was Hell like? If Hell is real, what about heaven? Reincarnation? Angels? Bad omens?

Lucifer probably had all the answers to the ongoing list of questions you had growing in your mind. But a more simple question fell from your mouth rather than one about life as a whole.

“And if I summon you back?”

Lucifer looked at you, eyes blowing wide for a second. He was very bad at hiding his true feelings, his face nothing showing his shock, your question had simply baffled him. He didn’t expect you to, ya know- want him back. This whole thing was an accident after all. As far as he knew, you weren’t malicious or willingly going to give up your soul to him anytime soon.

His eyebrows knit together in confusion, looking you up and down as you waited his response.

“I- Uh.. wha— why?”

Why?

You didn’t know the exact reason. As fucked up as it sounds, Lucifer provided oddly pleasant company. You weren’t used to living on your home so knowing you could enjoy someone’s company whenever you were lonely.

It felt nice knowing someone- or something- was there.

Even if it was the damn devil.

You shrug, avoiding the demons eyes which still looked utterly confused with your intentions.

“I dunno. Why waste the opportunity? What if I need someone killed or… I don’t know, help building furniture?”

You gave your sorry excuse and Lucifer’s gaze on you never changed, looking completely lost at your true intent of what you wanted from him.

He blew out a breath of hot air, chuckling nervously while grabbing his coat and cane. He stood from the floor, brushing dust off his white pants.

“Well- I suppose I can’t really stop you if you decide to summon me back. Just uh.. ahem.. don’t go nuts.”

Lucifer warned, his tone failing to convince you he was serious. You nod, chuckling a bit, and offering a smile to him.

You stand up yourself, looking over at him. You both break eye contact with each other. A moment of silence fell upon you, tension in the air thickening.

Man this was awkward.

Lucifer finally cleared his throat, adjusting his top hat. He shot you finger guns, laughing nervously.

“Uh- so I guess see youlater?…. Alligator…?”

He asks cautiously.

You pinch your side again, there was no way this was the actual devil. When you weren’t jolting awake from your comfortable bed, you couldn’t help but laugh a bit. You gave a small wave to Lucifer.

“In awhile, crocodile.”

You matched his awkward energy. Lucifer seemed surprised but not bothered by your comment back. He simply gave a small giggle, returning your wave before his departure.

In a gentle wave of swirling ruby and pink smoke adorned with golden glitter, Lucifer seemed to have vanished, as if he was never there to begin with.

You stare where he once stood, your heart beating fast against your chest. You gently wave your arm over the spot he once occupied for the last few hours.

Feeling only the wind pass through your arms made everything that just happened feel fake. You look around your living room, spinning in circles almost frantically to find what you wanted.

You quickly picked up your sewing kit that had been abandoned on your couch. Zipping it open, you grab out one of the needles, gently piercing the skin of your index finger.

As quick as he had left, Lucifer was back.

His hat was now gone and he was holding his jacket, presumably about to put it away before being summoned back. He looked around the room, meeting your eyes, then giving you a disapproving look.

“Sorry! Just had to- uh.. good news is it works?”

Lucifer sighed heavily, once again vanishing into a cloud of pink and red. Well it was settled.

The Devil was at your will…

Now what?

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