Surprised a lot of people think Hobie would have a strong reaction to Valentine's Day in either direction when I feel like he usually doesn't even know what day of the week it is nor does he care
Look at his resting face. He doesn't care.
You say Hobie wouldn't believe in Valentine's Day, my dear friend I don't think he even believes in time.
Doesn't matter when, ask him what day it is he's gonna say 'Today'
Punctuality? Manufactured by capitalists to leech labor from the working class, next question
He doesn't care what that groundhog saw, who came out that cave, he ain't giving thanks to nobody, and he doesn't need Halloween cause he already dresses up silly and terrorizes people everyday for a living
a calendar is just a figment of your imagination and planners are the fairytales you tell yourself
Do you understand do you none of this is even REAL
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Apple Seed 16: Baby of Mine
-Baby Cries Echo Through the Hotel-
Lucifer: (slowly getting more and more excited) B-Baby. Baby. Th-That's a baby! Ha-HA!!! The baby's here! (sprints up the staircase)
Hazbins: (all exchange glances and speed after Lucifer)
Lucifer: (reaches the door and starts clawing at it like a puppy) Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in? Can I come in?
Carmilla: (opens the door while blocking the way) Quiet! The mother is resting.
Lucifer: (tippy taps his feet impatiently) Mmmmmm!
Carmilla: (rolls her eyes and moves just enough to let Lucifer slide through)
Lucifer: (gasp squeals and scrambles into the room, whispering excitedly) Charlie! Vaggie! How is it? Where's the- (jaw drops as tears spring to his eyes)
Vaggie: (silently crying as she half sits, half lays, on the bed, propping herself up on her elbow as she kisses Charlie's head then the baby's head while stroking the baby's back, being mindful of the slightly lavender colored spots on the shoulder blades that looked like a place for wings to sprout in the future)
(whispering) Lo lograste, mi amor. Lo hiciste. Él es perfecto.
Baby: (fussing slightly against Charlie's chest, and black horns start pushing up from the hairline. They have Vaggie's white-silver hair, curved nose, off grey skin that looks like a mix of both Charlie's and Vaggie's, little white marks accent underneath their eyelashes, little fairy feathered - red hooves that matched Charlie's, and purple circles stand out on their chubby cheeks.)
Charlie: (flushed, sweaty, and crying as she holds the baby to her bare chest and sings) Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart. Never to part, baby of mine~
Baby: (horns retreat as they calm down and nestles into Charlie's breast)
Lucifer: (trying so hard not to burst out into a loud wail of a cry at the moment) H-Hey, kiddo. How do you feel?
Charlie: (looks at Lucifer tiredly) Exhausted, ha, but worth it. (nods to the baby) Come say "hello" to your grandson.
Lucifer: (excitedly tippy-taps over and looks at the baby with a coo) Hey, little duckie.... Oh, he's so precious! Look at his little hoofsies! (Tickles the baby's little feathered hooves) They'll harden up in the next week or so. And are those spots fow his wings to show up?! Gee, he really is a perfect mix of both of you! Have you thought of a name? I think Charles would be perfect. Little CJ!
Vaggie: I got shot down with that one already, Sir. (smiling down at the baby as she brushes her finger along his cheek) We decided on Samael.
Lucifer: (eyes widen in shock at his old name from Heaven) S-S-S... A-Are you....
Vaggie: Don't worry, Sir. We're calling him Sammy for short. Samael -Sammy- Lucifer Morningstar.
Baby Sammy: (gives a little, sleepy, gummy smile at his name with a coo)
Lucifer: I-I need a moment! (rushes out the door and immediately wails tears of joy) OOOOOOH-HO-HO-HOOOOOOOOOOOH!!! HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL, EVERYONE!!!!
Hazbins: (sounds of party poppers, bombs exploding and spreading blue smoke everywhere, and kazoos going off fill the room from the hallway) CONGRATULATIONS!!!!
Special Thanks to my friend Sevi for making me this adorable art piece of Sammy!
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(Duke approaching Jason as the latter sips coffee, Steph is on the table beside him)
Duke: Hey, Jason?
Jason: Yes, Duke?
Duke: So, I have a finals project I have to do, and I wanted your help.
Steph, curious: Why is that?
Duke: Well, uh, the teacher said the best paper he ever got was from a kid named Jason Todd, and described Jason, so I decided to get his help.
Steph, whirling around to look at Jason: Mister Finger's favorite paper was yours!? And you never told me!?
Jason, calmly: Steph, when you would have taken his class, I was an active supervillain who was number one on the Justice League's most wanted list. And I hated all of you fuckers. You wouldn't have gotten my help even if you knew it was my paper.
Steph: Oh.
Duke: Back to the question, will you help me?
Jason: Oh, sure. I'll help. Give me an hour and another cup of coffee.
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