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honestly critical role has never been more relatable than Caduceus/Taliesin in the Rumblecusp arc
being put in an environment where you SHOULD thrive, only to fail comically at literally any given opportunity and discovering for the first time that you have some surprising capacity for resentment for something you love that you've built your whole identity on
also I know Caduceus is dumb as rocks in an education sense but those investigation checks they kept having to make felt like they SHOULD be wisdom checks at this point (because common fucking sense would tell you to just hand your shit to someone else once you notice you lose possessions every night) so watching him spectacularly fail every single one of those felt exactly like my life feels right now. Like I should know all the ways to prevent this and yet every day I fail again at the same task right out the gate
the absolute resignation this is all met with. like even for Caduceus that was a level of nonreaction I never thought possible. not a zen unbotheredness, just complete defeat. there is so much frustration underneath the surface and yet such a complete lack of energy to try and fight it, truly only going through a pandemic and/or a real weird mental health funk can breed the vibe of "help. it's again."
also, as someone who doesn't really give a shit about sex, like Caduceus, and prides themselves on their eloquence, like Taliesin, I've never seen myself so clearly represented as i have in the character and the player's combined struggle against the horny-twelve-year-olds energy of this cast
I too have experienced the "i see you giggling over something i said that wasn't even that much of an innuendo but i'm just gonna keep talk- oh no yeah no what i've said now is just a much bigger innuendo" so many times
and then you try and choose your words more carefully. because that's like, the one thing you're good at. and discover that a) once the giggles get going, it doesn't fucking matter and b) there's now not one synonym left in your brain that's not an open invitation
and now you're somehow the least invested in the joke but the most embarrassed by it
"how much of your brain is just innuendo???" the number of times i've wanted to ask people that
the deep disappointment when Travis joined into the madness
living vicariously through the mumbled asides of "all of you. it's all of you" "it's nonstop!"
also watching your group make a TERRIBLE plan but being unable to come up with a better one, so instead of poking holes in it until all your friends hate you you just quietly watch the catastrophe happen, and pray you'll have enough restraint left by the end of it to not say "i could've told you so" out loud
#also if and when (hopefully) i ever get out of this funk i hope to be exactly as smug about renewed successes as taliesin v matt's t rex#'oh [my pity for your disappointment] was sarcastic it's all good'#travelercon is truly the gift that keeps on giving isn't it#the theatrics. the holiday-meets-death-cult vibes of it all. the nein collectively going full mama bear over jester at the drop of a hat#absolutely delightful#critical role#the mighty nein#caduceus clay#i relate to this on a spiritual level
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She's A Bad Mama Jama - Carl Carlton
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𝙍𝙞𝙢 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙩 | 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨
#erykah badu#soul#neosoul#funk#jazz#r&b#rim shot#green eyes#mp3#mp3 audio#tiny desk#tiny desk concert#concert#live music#baduizm#mama's gun#2010s
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Is Mama’s Boy by Dominic Fike genuinely written about Capricorn?? Cause there's no way
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#inkheart#inkheart trilogy#cornelia funke#capricorn#inkheart capricorn#dominic fike#mamas boy#like?? hello??#its his song#Spotify
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#scissor sisters songs have an ungodly amount of funk to them lol this should be illegal but thank god its not!#music#DO IT#TAKE YA MAMA OUT ALL NIGHT#SO SHELL HAVE NO DOUBT THAT WE'RE DOING ALL THE BEST WE CAN#Spotify
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Song Review: Orange Moon by Erykah Badu
It's a tremendous disservice to Erykah Badu's legacy to only focus on this one song, Mama's Gun is one of those albums that deserves a billion reviews, but, I'm not on that level as a reviewer!! So many others have said what I would, and to much greater effect! So have my meager offering, a dive into Orange Moon, my favorite track.
I would listen to Erykah Badu sing about literally anything, because her voice is so smooth, so clean, so lovely. She could sing a grocery list and I would still be just as spellbound. But she doesn't sing the grocery list, her songs are always filled with a deeper meaning. Orange Moon tells us about believing in yourself, what it means to love someone who does the same, its restorative power, the way it heals. Love like that is special, it builds and sustains you, like an orange moon, you hardly ever see it, so always remember and appreciate when you get it this good.
The way she starts acapella like she's just out in the park on a long, languishing summer night just evokes this feeling of decadence within nature that she just matches when the ensemble comes in. Like you're immediately just swamped by the song's collective weight, suffocated in the best way, death by groove! It's so slow, so lush, so *comfortable* in the undeniable moment of unmitigated, contagious joy and love you feel in the arms of someone who sees you and speaks to what's inside.
The dancing flute line in 2:45 as she just harmonizes drags you beneath and you lose yourself inside the soundscape. And then we're right back in the verse before the centerpiece of its long, looping chorus.
That "how good it is, how God it is" and the way it tangles itself throughout, is TO 👏DIE👏 FOR👏 She just melts it into this jam by 5:15 that pushes and pushes as the chimes and crickets dance in the background, the wildlife of a summer night. Here, love will always be alive 10/10
#my mom raised me on her music#erykah badu#mama's gun#r&b#soul#neo-soul#psychedelic soul#soul jazz#funk#song review#Naomi Lores#NL Reviews#Spotify
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#cats of tumblr#street fighter#cat warriors#cats memes#neko punch#karate chop#wwe smackdown#black and white#cozycore#naturecore#catslover#hilltop insane clinic#the mysterious house#house of funk#deep house#the adventures of tintin#lifestyle#gif#mamas and papas#tom and ladies
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Baduizm (1997), Mama’s Gun (2000), Worldwide Underground (2003), New Amerykah Part One: 4th World War (2008), New Amerykah Part Two: Return of the Ankh (2010), But You Caint Use My Phone (2015), Erykah Badu
One can all too easily be swayed by Baduizm’s titular pitch of a way of being, a belief system, a cult, even; Erykah Badu’s subdued R&B began as something of a micro take on the genre, a style both so evidently rooted in its soulful elders but so fresh that it has since seen countless imitators. Badu’s vision has been complete since that debut, occasionally deviating into cheeky self-reference, stripped-back basics, slick futurism, loose jam, quick-shifting plunderphonics. One imagines reverence of Badu – Baduizm, of the proper kind – will last longer and run deeper than devotion of so many of this era’s greatest artists.
Pick(s): ‘Next Lifetime’, ‘Green Eyes’, ‘I Want You’, ‘Soldier’, ‘Window Seat’, ‘Hello’
#erykah badu#baduizm#Mama’s Gun#Worldwide Underground#Mama’s Gun (2000)#Worldwide Underground (2003)#New Amerykah Part One: 4th World War#New Amerykah Part Two: Return of the Ankh#But You Caint Use My Phone#neo-soul#pop#R&B#contemporary R&B#vocal jazz#trip hop#soul jazz#psychedelic coul#funk#hip-hop#hip-hop soul#conscious hip-hop#southern hip-hop#trap soul#synth funk#soul#1997#2000#2003#2008#2010
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3 More Days (Alessia X Leah X Child!R)
part of the Big Emotions Universe. Set before Big Emotions and Cookies for Luck
Summary: It's your first World Cup. Your first time in Australia, and the first time you ever had to be away from your Mama thanks to the stupid FIFA rules. The truth is that neither of you are dealing with the separation well. You just need to make it 3 more days.
warnings: none. soft angst if you squint, otherwise it's just a cute kidfic.
You decided you did not like Australia.
You didn’t care if they had cute koalas, and a super cool aquarium, and people with cooler accents.
You didn’t care that Uncle Luca had taken you to meet a turtle named Irwin, or that he let you and Squirt pick out a new stuffed octopus friend (you and Squirt hadn’t decided on a name yet).
Australia was mean. Your mama was mean.
The stupid soccer rules that said you couldn’t stay in the shiny hotel with her were mean.
All of her teammates were mean.
You did not like Australia.
You frowned at the field, wiggling in your seat as the keepers jogged out of the tunnel for warmups.
You decided you did not like the World Cup either.
“Why the long face Tiny?” Uncle Luca asked you, adjusting your turtle jacket.
Your shoulders lifted and fell, and a little crinkle appeared between your eyebrows as Mary took her place in the goal in front of you. “No wike it,”
He hugged you, lifting you from your seat into his lap. “What don’t you like?”
You leaned back into his chest. Your little shoulders shrugged again. “No wike it,”
“Ok,” He sighed. “Do you want a cookie? So Mama has good luck against Australia?”
He pulled a small chocolate-covered cookie out of your turtle backpack, offering it to you.
Your nose scrunched as you pushed it away. “No wan it,”
You didn’t care that it was your favorite, the one with oranges in the middle. You didn’t want your mama to have good luck.
You just wanted to not be in Australia.
You wanted to be back in your apartment that Leah sometimes visited.
You wanted to not have to say bye to your Mama after the game.
“Alright tiny,” He said, slipping the cookie back into your backpack, and pulling you closer to him. “Hey look, Mama is coming,”
He hoped that seeing Alessia would pull you out of your funk.
You had been… moody, even for a 2-year-old, ever since you landed in Australia. You hadn’t been able to fly with the team, but Alessia and Luca ensured you got to see your Mama daily. And the days you couldn’t, Uncle Luca and Nona did their best to distract you with trips to places like the Aquarium, the Zoo, and the beach.
It seemed to work at first, but with each passing day, your smile dimmed, and your interest in their planned activities dwindled.
Even your favorite pastime, watching your mama play soccer, didn’t pique your interest.
Your eyes followed his hand, watching with halfhearted care as your mama finally emerged from the tunnel, chatting with your Aunt Ella and Lucy.
You waited for her to look up.
To wave to you like she always did.
But she didn’t.
You sunk back into Luca, your gaze drifting away from your mama, and towards Mary just as she dove for a save.
She caught the ball easily, rolling her shoulders as she stood, and glancing back towards the crowd who cheered behind her. She smiled when she saw your tiny form bundled in Luca’s lap, sending a wave your way.
You brightened considerably, lifting your hand in response, and nudging Luca.
“Mazza,” You mumbled, pointing towards the keeper.
“She’s pretty good, isn’t she?”
You blinked toward the new voice, taking in the sight of your second favorite person.
“Leah!”
You launched yourself towards the defender, uncaring of the fact that she was still on crutches. The force would have knocked her over had she not been standing against the guardrail.
“Hey Bug,” She said as you buried yourself in her neck, clutching her England jersey like you thought she would disappear.
Things had been difficult since she had torn her ACL and hadn’t been able to visit you and your Mama as much as she liked.
Her rehab was difficult and consumed her. It was why Alesia’s brother and mother had been tasked with caring for you during the tournament.
“Hey,” You mumbled back, keeping yourself tucked into her neck. “No go? Stay now?”
“Yeah Bug, I’m going to stay and watch the game with you,” She promised, rubbing your back. “We’re going to watch your Mama win,”
She shifted, settling into the chair next to your Uncle, and pulling you into her lap. You didn’t look up, ignoring when she waved towards your Mama and received a wave back in return.
You missed how Alessia stared at the two of you, and the unspoken conversation that passed between them.
The continuation of the conversations they had been having since before you left for Australia, and Fifa had announced the rules that banned children from the team hotels. Since Serina had reached out to make sure that You would be taken care of during the tournament.
A conversation that both women knew wasn’t over yet.
But warmups were not the time to continue it.
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Leah was worried.
More than worried.
You were normally like a ray of sunshine. You followed a game with rapt attention, cheering, and booing like it was in your blood. You waved at the players you knew and got excited when they waved back, especially if it was mid-match.
Today, you just… didn't.
You seemed wilted. Tired.
You barely peeked out of her chest, even after the game had started.
“Hey look, they’re getting ready for a corner,” Leah said, bouncing you a bit as the teams set up in front of you.
You glanced up at her, both eyebrows raised. “Flying header?”
“Maybe,” Leah hummed, running a hand through your wild curls. “You’d have to watch to see,”
Your nose scrunched immediately.
“No wike it,” You grumbled, pressing yourself impossibly closer to Leah’s chest.
“What don’t you like bug?” She asked you, trying to coax you out of your hiding place.
“Elle is going to take the kick,” Luca added, nudging your arm, trying to get you to look.
You didn’t.
You whined loudly, clutching Leah’s jersey impossibly tighter in your little fingers.
They shared a look.
You were not a winy child.
You didn’t generally get fussy unless you were tired or sick.
“Ok bug,” Leah sighed as Elle lined up for the kick, raising her hand as the rest of the team jockeyed for position in front of goal. “It’s all ok,”
Elle’s foot hit the ball with a low thump, sending it flying in a perfect arch towards your Mama’s waiting head.
All it took was a perfect flick, and it was in the back of the net.
Alessia’s eyes immediately found the two of you as the stadium erupted.
She expected you and Leah to be cheering too. For you to be clapping and happy like you normally were any time she scored.
Instead, your face was buried in Leah’s neck, Lucas's hand rubbing your back.
She frowned, raising her eyebrow towards the pair.
Leah shrugged, rocking you gently.
Neither of them knew exactly what had upset you. Only that you apparently didn’t want or like whatever it was.
“Mama scored!” Luca cheered, rubbing your back more insistently.
You turned your head to blink at him.
“No want it,” You mumbled miserably, a contrast to the excitement still buzzing around you.
Leah sighed, gently scratching the back of your head. “I know bug. It’s ok,”
“Nooo!” You screeched, shaking your head, because she didn’t know. No one knew, and no one was doing anything about it.
They just kept telling you that it was ok.
It wasn’t ok.
“Ok, let’s take a walk tiny,” Luca scooped you out of Leah’s arms easily, already sensing the impending meltdown. “I think I saw a cool turtle shirt and a snack,”
It was becoming a twisted routine of sorts. You becoming frustrated and overstimulated, and Luca would take you for a walk to try and distract you from the big feelings you didn’t have words to explain.
Your hands twisted in his shirt and you tucked yourself into him, quieting more quickly than Leah thought you would.
“Nack,” You repeated.
“Yeah, let’s go get a snack,” Luca said, bouncing you gently. “We’ll bring one back for Leah too,”
He winked at the defender, as he headed up the stairs towards the concessions, and you peeked over his shoulder at her as he carried you away.
She sent you a little wave, smiling slightly when you waved back.
She hoped that things would look up for you now that she was here. She was by no means Alessia, but she had integrated nicely into your life since they had started dating (and she hoped the upcoming move to London would only strengthen the relationship you shared).
Hopefully, the familiarity and the plan her and Alessia had made would help to pull you out of your funk.
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“Hey love,” Leah sent Alessia a wide smile as she approached the Friends and Family section.
The game had ended in a neat 3-1 victory and Alessia had completed her mandatory lap around the field with the team.
Normally you liked to join her, holding her hand and playing with your aunts, but you hadn’t been waiting at the rail behind the bench with Luca like usual. She noticed that you hadn’t even been in the friends and family section.
Leah wrapped her in her arms as soon as Alessia helped her down onto the field. “Your goal was fantastic,”
“Thanks,” Alessia’s smile was half-hearted, exhaustion clear in her blue eyes as she supported the blonde who was still mom weight-bearing on her leg. “Where’s Bug?”
“Your brother disappeared with her to find a snack before halftime, and they haven’t come back yet,” Leah said, glancing in the direction the two of you had gone. “She’s having a hard time,”
Alessia followed her eyes with a sigh. “Beyond,”
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen her so sullen,”
“It’s only getting worse, I think,” Alessia ran a frustrated hand through her hair, tugging lightly on her ponytail. “I don’t know how to fix it,”
Alessia had always been an incredibly involved parent. She had raised you herself, with a little help from Luca and her parents. She wasn’t used to being away from you for the night, much less days on end.
It broke her heart each time you cried when she had to say goodbye. And it killed her how you had retreated back into yourself with each passing day.
You had even started refusing phone calls with her so she could read you your bedtime stories.
It was clear that the Fifa restrictions were taking their toll on both of you, but she felt powerless to stop it.
Even Serina hadn’t been able to get her an exception.
Leah caught her hand, pulling it to her chest and drawing all of Alessia's attention back to her. The striker met the defender’s eyes, and warmth leached into her chest. It was something bright and safe.
It was the thing that had made Alessia fall in love with her to begin with. The thing that had allowed your mama to feel comfortable enough with Leah to introduce her to you.
“We’ll figure it out together,” Leah said, her voice sure and soothing. It made Alessia believe her. “I’m here to help,”
Alessia let out a shaky breath. “I don’t like being away from her,”
Leah pulled her closer, and she buried her face in Leah’s neck much like you did. “I know. We’ve only got one more game, and then we will be bringing the World Cup home,”
“Three more days, and then the FIFA rules don’t apply,” Alessia agreed, letting Leah’s words calm her. “We can make it 3 more days,”
“We can make it 3 more days,” Leah said, kissing Alessia’s forehead, just as Luca appeared with you at the top of the stairs. “Between Me, you, and Luca, she’ll make it 3 more days too,”
Alessia pulled away, glancing up the stairs. Her breath caught again when she saw you, clutching Squirt, a dark blue stuffed octopus and her brother for dear life at the top of the stairs.
You didn’t look out from your hiding place in his chest as she carefully made his way towards them.
She pulled away from Leah when he got to the rail, making sure she was stable on her crutches before reaching for you.
“Hey cuddle bug,” She sent you a blinding smile, reaching out for you. “Do you want to come down to the field?”
You peeked out at her as if you were contemplating the decision. You had never not willingly gone to her before.
It took you a long second before you shook your head and tucked yourself back into Luca’s chest. “No like it,”
Her shoulders drooped, and she had to fight to keep the corners of her lips from turning down. “Alright,”
It was like a dagger in her chest, deflating her and sending a sinking feeling through her stomach. It was a feeling of total failure.
She had failed you, and you didn’t want to go to her.
It was like an invisible wall of glass had erupted between you. Like there was a barrier she didn’t know how to pass keeping you from her. It was like she was the polar bear in the zoo that you had been too terrified to look at.
Leah rubbed her back, and Luca bounced you lightly, sending her a sympathetic look.
They just had to make it 3 more days.
She just hoped you could both hold on that long.
#woso x reader#woso imagines#alessia russo x reader#alessia russo imagine#alessia russo x leah williamson x reader#leah williamson x reader#big emotions universe
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Artista: Herbie Hancock
Álbum: Fat Albert Rotunda
Ano: 1970
Faixas/Tempo: 07/34min
Estilo: Jazz/Jazz Funk/Jazz Fusion
Data de Execução: 01/08/2022
Nota: 6,6
Melhor Música: Fat Mama
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Hi, I've just discovered your page, and I love all your stories, Especially the Alastor x Readers. So, I was just wondering if you could do an Alastor x Fem Reader, like how would he react to his doe announcing being pregnant/ How would he be as a dad? Also the same for Lucifer? if it's not too much?
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Alastor x GN!Reader, Lucifer x GN! Reader
A/N: Hihi! Thank you so much for requesting friend! I made this more into a headcanon/fic thing! Thank you for your kind words, friend!
TW:Pregnancy, anxiety that comes with that topic, Alastor being Alastor
Alastor:
-🦌 First off when you told him, he was silent for a very very long time. I’m talking full on deer in headlights moment, he stayed like that for an hour. Your poor husband was confused and his brain had to reboot.
-🦌 Once he gets out of his funk, he’s going to ask you if your okay with that and if having a family is what you want. Don’t get me wrong, he’s excited but he’s also extremely nervous. He never thought of himself as a family man.
-🦌 It’s not that he hates kids or children in general he just never saw the interest in them. Little tiny humans running around just didn’t appeal to him, he also didn’t have time when he was alive. Ya know between killing and running his radio show.
-🦌 But once he makes sure it’s what you wanted? He’s going all out, I’m talking about getting everything from a bigger room in the hotel to little baby clothes (he acts like he’s uninterested but by Lucifer you catch his eyes lingering a little too long with a certain softness).
-🦌 Won’t let you lift a finger at all (not like he didn’t before). 100% more overprotective than anything. You want to go out on a walk? He’s with you immediately, arm wrapped around your waist. He can’t go with you? His shadows are following you.
Alastor was in the middle of a conversation disagreement with Husk before his focus was pulled away seeing you put on your coat, “Darling, where are you off to on this fine Hellish afternoon?” He asked, appearing behind you with his arm wrapped around your waist as he bent down to gently kiss your cheek. “Going on walk,” You hummed as he sent a gaze down towards your growing belly. “Perfect!~ Maybe if you're up for it we can stop by Cannibal Town to speak with Rosie~” He hummed, forgetting all about the conversation from before his focus mainly on you.
-🦌 Speaking of Rosie, once she knows about your pregnancy she’d be over the moon and makes it her mission to watch over you if Alastor has “business” murder to attend to as well as makes herself an Auntie. You didn’t mind at all.
-🦌 Once you go into labor? He is right beside you wiping your forehead and allowing you to squeeze his hand as much as you want. As well as making death threats to whoever was helping you deliver the baby whether that be a doctor or someone from the Hotel. He has very creative ways of explaining how he would skin someone from head to toe. If you weren’t in so much pain (and delirious from the medication) you would’ve told him to chill.
-🦌 Now once the baby is in your arms and he’s calmed down significantly, he’s going to be pampering you and his child. He doesn’t care for what the gender of his child is, he just wants you and his child to be happy.
-🦌 Now, this might go without saying but Alastor is a Mama’s boy through and through so if he does end up having a daughter there is a chance he might name her after his mother in someway. If it’s a boy, he’ll allow you to have full reign on the naming process while giving his input as well.
-🦌 Now, I see Alastor as a laid back but strict parent. He’ll allow his kid(s) to have full reign and learn what hurts them or not. But will step in if they are truly in danger or about to get seriously hurt. Will give out amazing advice when needed. But most likely will stay back.
-🦌 No matter the gender of his kid(s), they will sit with him in his radio tower as he shows them what does what. He does this mostly when they are babies or toddlers when they get older he actually teaches them on what does what and how to successfully run a radio show. You have caught him doing this multiple times and he has yet to apologize cause they need to know how important radio is.
You were making your way up to your husband’s tower as you had a sneaking suspicion that he had once again taken your child up there. As you entered through the hatch you watched the display of your husband holding the sleeping toddler in his arms as he rocked back and forth. “These dials right here help you change the frequency and volume of your show..” he softly whispered out his ears, flickering noting your sudden appearance. You walked over as quietly as you could watching as the small tail on your toddler wagged in their sleep. You didn’t dare disrupt him now as he had a way of getting them to bed easily.
-🦌 Overall, he would be great in some aspects. Once again very laid back but still very much present and active in everything involving both you and your child together. He has some flaws in his parenting but honestly who doesn’t. 7/10 in my books.
-🦌 Oh also- Dad jokes all day, every day. He once again will not apologize, good luck.
Lucifer:
-🍎 Oh boy our favorite short King in the house. He’s done this rodeo for Charlie all those years ago, he knows what to do.
-🍎 But once you tell him in the form of rubber duckies (idk that seems so cute to me) he looks up at you confused before he starts bawling. Don’t worry it’s because he is super excited and he’s an emotional guy, please give him hugs and kisses.
-🍎 Once he is done crying, he picks you up and spins you around before the anxiety sets in. Do you want to be a parent? What if he isn’t a good father? What he fucks up again?
-🍎 Please reassure him and give him more kisses, tell him you do want to be a parent with him and he’ll be a great father and if he fucks up, you’ll be there 100% of the way to help him back on the right track. He appreciates you so much.
-🍎 He is super nervous to tell Charlie cause what if she doesn’t approve? What if she gets upset? She doesn’t, Charlie is super super excited to have another sibling and when she hears the news she cries much like her father. So now you have your husband and stepdaughter sobbing in each other’s arms.
-🍎 Charlie convinces you both to do a baby shower/gender reveal party at the hotel. Vaggie makes sure to keep the troublemakers Angel and Alastor at bay. Lucifer the whole time is making sure you're alright and comfortable while also crying at the tiny baby booties.
You smiled at your husband who was walking back with a glass of water for you, “Are you okay? Do you need anything else, Darling?” He whispered out sitting next to you, making you smile and shake your head. “I’m fine, Luci..go enjoy the baby shower Charlie set up for us..” You whispered out watching as he pouted at the thought of leaving you his very pregnant spouse.
-🍎 Idk why but my brain just wants Lucifer to have twins so bam- he’s gonna have twins now. Poor man had to let his brain reset for a hot minute cause now he’s gonna have double the babies. He will cry so please hug him close again.
-🍎 Oh boy oh boy when you go into labor? He is the best person to go to, he’ll let you scream and curse at him while he comforts you and gives you little kisses between praises. Wiping the sweat and tears from your face while allowing you to squeeze his hand.
-🍎 When he holds the twins? He cries most definitely and promises to do everything he can to make his babies happy.
-🍎 Another man who doesn’t care what the gender of his babies are, if they are healthy and happy he is happy. The possibilities here for names are endless. The babies most definitely get his blonde hair and rosy red cheeks.
-🍎 Now having twins gives him the opportunity to be like, “Not only do I have one cute baby, I have TWO” and proceeds to turn around to show the other baby happily sleeping in a baby sling. You always laugh cause why is your husband so cute?
-🍎 You both need a break or want to go out on a date and can’t get a babysitter? Not to worry Big Sis Charlie is to the rescue with Vaggie and the rest of the crew!
“Are you sure Charlie? We can find someone else if you're too busy.” You asked, feeling horrible but Charlie happily waved off your concern, “Nonsense! I’d love nothing more than to look after my siblings as you and dad go take some well needed rest!” She hummed, glancing over at Vaggie who was happily holding one of the sleeping twins and Lucifer glaring at Alastor who was watching from afar. “Okay, if you're sure..If you need anything don’t hesitate to ask.” You replied watching as your other baby happily chomped on your husband’s finger with the amount of confidence only babies seem to have.
-🍎 Overall, Lucifer’s parenting style is great! He’s a little anxious but who isn’t when dealing with babies, he’ll mess up sure but once again lead him in the right direction and he’ll be fine. I’d give him a 9/10 here. Minus one point because of the dad jokes mixing with the duck jokes (but that’s what we love about him no? It’s mostly the dad jokes.)
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