I was up doing an essay on crime rates in Gotham and chose the first escape as the perfect spot to do it and just witnessed a cackling Red Hood attempting to teach a pissed of Robin how to do the macarena??? #OnlyInGotham #wtf #theyreactinglikebrothers #whyisredhoodsogoodatdoingthemacarena #ohmygodrobinjustkickedredhoodofftheroof #fuckthisimdoingmyessayinside
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Thank you so much for the QP Alastor best friend Lucifer fic, I'm now so invested in reader and Lucifer's friendship so I was wondering if you could write some pure and fluff filled bestie headcanons on them. I feel like they would be such chaotic ride or die meanwhile Alastor and Charlie are both like, these two can never be left alone together.
I gotchu. Wrote these in 20 minutes, I'm going insane :)
Bestie Lucifer Headcanons
(ft. mentions of Alastor x Reader QPR)
🐤 You and Lucifer hit it off as BFFs right away.
🐤 You live for Lucifer's goofball energy and he uses your scemblance of responsibility to your advantage.
🐤 One time the two of you claimed be going out to advertise the hotel, but you really just put up a few fliers at Lu Lu World before going on all the rides at least twice.
🐤 Lucifer loves to send you pictures of ducks.
🐤 Similarly, you love to send Lucifer pictures of snakes.
🐤 bonus points for either of you if it's a Sinner demon or a stuffed animal.
🐤 Lucifer usually gets really depressed around the anniversary of Lilith leaving him, so you do everything in your power to help.
🐤 If he's locked himself in his room, you find a way in and make towers with his ducks.
🐤 if he's not communicating, you send him gifs until he replies, leading to entire conversations made up of gifs.
🐤 If you're ever not doing well and Al isn't around to cheer you up, Lucifer will take matters into his own hands.
🐤 He'll purposefully makes dad jokes because he knows they crack you up.
🐤 He'll watch TV with you into the early hours of the morning, no matter what it is.
🐤 If things are really bad, he'll even (begrudgingly) turn on Alastor's radio show for you, which always has a way of making you feel better.
🐤 The two of you are major cuddlers, so you're constantly snuggling with each other.
🐤 lots of hugs and the occasionally hand holding
🐤 It's gotten to the point where people think you've ditched the Radio Demon for the King of Hell, which has led to some very violent altercations.
🐤 Neither of you are allowed in the kitchen without Alastor or Charlie. Neither of you can cook. Both of you love cooking. Enough said.
🐤 On top of that, someone has to keep an eye on you when Alastor and Charlie are out of the hotel.
🐤 There was once an incident with trampolines that ended with a very stern lecture from Vaggie.
🐤 The two of you will get up to so many shenanigans, nobody can ever guess what will happen next.
🐤 As annoying as your friendship can be to them, Alastor and Charlie are both happy to see the two of you getting along.
🐤 (Even if Alastor wants to murder Lucifer where he stands from time to time)
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So- while I was buying stuff for camo patterning there was a family of classic “homeschool” girls looking at the camo cloth at the store, this brought up a cursed thought that I just had to edit into existence:
tactical circle skirts.
(images stolen from Linennaive on etsy and edited)
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Yanki!Sukuna starts showing up outside your house to walk to school.
"I didn't tell you where I live."
"S'not like it was hard to figure out. Only one house has a persimmon tree in the yard and you always have one in your lunch." He nods to tree in question, heavy with fruit. You pluck one off without breaking stride, half hoping he'll leave when you turn your back on him.
He doesn't. Sukuna matches your pace and stares straight ahead at the road.
You change tact. "Why are you here, anyway?" Sukuna doesn't say anything walking beside you—he's not looking you in the eye. You catch him by the arm, swinging him around to face you properly. "Answer me."
He bristles and you let him break out of your grip. "It wasn't my idea, alright?! That stupid old bastard—he wouldn't stop griping at me until I left!"
"What's your grandpa got to do with it?"
"He said if I was a gentleman, then I would walk you to school! Fucking pain in the ass."
Sukuna Itadori? A gentleman? You were never one for absurdist comedy and he has yet to explain that it's a joke. It's the boyish pissed off pout on his face that cracks you up anyway.
You let an uneven grin stretch across your face before starting your heckling. "What, he didn't say anything about holding my hand too?" You twirl it in the air dramatically in front of his face. "I'm waiting~!"
He snatches it up, interlocking his large fingers with yours before you can retreat. "Happy now?!"
"Uh, y-yeah this is fine..." You turn away, biting into your persimmon and willing the heat in your face to disappear.
Sure enough, he's there the next morning and the one after that too. And every time he clasps your hand into his, he zips your fingers together—as if he's afraid of what'll happen if he manages to slip out of your grasp.
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