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sweetbrier2908 · 8 months
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who fell first, who fell harder?
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He fell first and he fell harder.
He is completely in love with you.
He is crazy for you.
He is deeply in love with you.
He is head over heels for you.
He will do anything for you, and it means anything. Nothing can stop him from being with you. You're his angel, his guiding light, his only love, his first, his human. You're his everything. He couldn't think of one thing he can't stand about you (maybe just the fact that you're always so close with his brothers). He wants to be with you for the rest of his life and he hopes you want the same.
He was always so insecure, it was not like he cared about what his brothers and strangers say about him, it was not like those words were going to affect him schemes anyway - what he cared was what you will think about him after hearing those words. but you lay next to him every night and tell him how kind he is, how decent he is, how much Lucifer trusts him, how much his brothers love him despite their rude words, how great he is to you, how much you love him. Just like that, you chase his insecurity away.
He was always so scared that he couldn't be with you the moment you need him the most, that he couldn't be the one who SAVE you. he had failed once and twice, he doesn't want it to happen thrice. He had slipped and could have not been the one who protected you from Levi's anger, he had not realized and couldn't protect you from being hurt by Belphie.
Who is he if not the first one to protect you when he is supposed to look after you?
Little does he know, you love him the same, you love him as much as he loves you and you would do anything for him. He is your first demon and he will be your first and only lover. He is your guardian demon (even when he always believe that he himself of all demons doesn’t deserve to be your guardian demon, just him wait, you will prove to him that he’s so wrong) and you love him desperately as he does. You will defend him no matter what it takes, you believe in him because you know, from the moment you belong to each other, he will never betray you. You believe in him, because he’s kind, he’s full of love - for his brothers, for the angels who he always complains about, for the Devildom's Prince and his butler, for the world which they casted him out thousands years ago, for the mortal world you belong to, for you. You love him and you want him to feel that he is loved and trusted by you; you love him and you want him to realize how amazing he is, how great he is - things that he always says but never believe himself. You love it when he flustered while confessing, you love how awkward he is with kisses and hugs and affection, you love it when he will never leave your side, you love it when he said that now he's only greedy for your love.
Little does he know, you also fell for him as hard as he did.
Little does he know, you fell for him (maybe) the exact moment he fell for you.
Little does he know, you fell for him when he talked to you about the little girl in human world.
Little does he know, you are completely in love with him.
Little does he know, you are crazy for him.
Little does he know, you are deeply in love with him.
Little does he know, you are head over heels for him.
You will do anything for him, and it means anything. Nothing can stop you from being with him.
Nothing can stop you two being together.
Not even Lucifer, not even his younger brothers, not even Diavolo or his butler, not even the angels, not even the most powerful human, not even Father.
Not even him. Not even you.
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verfound · 7 months
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MINIFIC: Oct. 23: Day 17: Garden (MLB, Lukanette, DLM AU)
For @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers October Minific Challenge 2023.
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To Feel Alive Again: Ch17: Garden
Luka had been right: it was a nice day for a ride.  Still, Marinette had been surprised when he led her outside to where his motorbike was parked.  She hadn’t even known he owned a bike, but really this was the first time she’d known any of them to go on a reap that wasn’t…well, immediately within the city.  Most places they needed to go could be reached by walking or taking the metro.
She’d had a scooter, when she was alive.  Her Nonna had gotten it for her for her sixteenth birthday, and she had kept it in pristine condition.  It wasn’t quite the same as riding on the back of her Nonna’s bike, but for Marinette’s purposes – getting around in the city – it had been perfect.
Riding with Luka had felt like riding with her Nonna again, except she had never found herself pressing closer to her Nonna’s back, or tucking her face against the back of her neck to sniff at her hair, or…
Marinette was starting to think she might be developing a little crush.
…when he took a bend too fast, tipping the bike too close to the pavement for her comfort, and she screamed and clung to him even tighter and he just laughed…she realized she definitely had developed a crush.
And it wasn’t exactly little.
“You ok?” he asked, still chuckling as he pulled into a parking space at the gardens.  He pulled his helmet off and looked back at her, and her breath caught in her throat as she saw the way he was grinning at her.  “Didn’t scare you too bad, did I?”
“…you’re a madman, Luka,” she said, tightening her arms around his waist.  His smile softened, and her heart stuttered in her chest when he dropped a hand to rest over hers.  His thumb slipped under the sleeve of her coat to brush against her wrist absently.
“Couffaine,” he said, as if that should explain everything.  Thinking back on some of Juleka’s stories about her family, she supposed it did.  He squeezed her hand and turned back to the gardens, nodding as he checked the clock on the tower above the entrance.  “We’ve got about half an hour before K. Truscott is supposed to go.  Let me try to find him, and then the rest of the day is yours.  Your reap was for this morning, right?  So we don’t need to head back right away?”
“…yeah,” she said.  He looked back over his shoulder and smiled at her, tapping a finger against her hands.
“So…shall we go?  Or did I scare you so bad your legs forgot how to work?” he teased.  She sucked in a breath – she definitely did not squeak – and scrambled off the bike, spluttering apologies as she tried to remove the helmet.  It felt stuck, though, and the more she fought with it the worse it got.  She stopped when she felt his hands batting hers away, his warm chuckle making her face burn.  “Easy, easy.”  When the helmet was off and she could see him without the visor, his smile softened.  “Better?”
“We…we should go find Truscott,” she said, swallowing thickly.  “That…that fucker’s not gonna reap himself, right?”
He was laughing again as he reached for her hand, nodding as he lead her away from the bike and towards the gardens.
It was maybe a little too late when Marinette realized, listening to his laugh and wondering at how his hand felt in hers, that she might be in trouble.
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notherpuppet · 25 days
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When you’re trynta be cool with your crush but she’s a freaking smokeshow 😩🪦
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gift-of-prophecy · 2 months
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people who complain about gale yapping too much don’t understand the sixth secret love language: infodumping
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kazoosandfannypacks · 6 months
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what if he fell first... but she fell harder... but by the time she fell, he can't imagine life without her... and he'd rather have her as a friend than risk losing her entirely... and she never felt the same way and he doesn't want to scare her away... so he holds back on pursuing his feelings... meanwhile she finally likes him like he likes her... but he's trying to keep things platonic because clearly that's what she wants... so she's trying to keep things platonic because it seems like that's what he wants now... and he's mourning a love that he thinks can never exist... and she's mourning a love she thinks she's too late to create... and both of them are hopelessly stuck in this imaginary friend zone and have to pretend their every move around each other isn't a thinly veiled love confession... all the while feeling guilty for clandestinely pining for someone they think only wants to be their friend... and they waste so much time that could be spent honestly loving each other because they're bending over backwards to make sure the other person is comfortable and act like they're comfortable with it... when they really want the same thing... but they both sacrifice that desire... because they'd rather have each other and make each other happy than risk losing each other... WHAT THEN
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taikanyohou · 9 months
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"When I went back to the dorm, I saw him sitting in the living room like nothing happened. But I was so happy to see him like that. I suddenly got overwhelmed by my emotions. I hugged him as soon as I walked over."
HIS MAN 2 (2023). Episode 12 + 13.
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maychild · 4 months
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listen, respectfully, i wholeheartedly believe tharn fell first and phaya is falling harder.
did we forget the first ep and the flashback to how they met before training started??? when chart was being an ahole at the restaurant, picked on tharn, and phaya had to kick his butt?? remember that scene?
phaya took tharn’s arm, dragging him out, and tharn’s look said, i’d follow you anywhere and anytime, my love.
AND THEY HAD JUST MET AHAHDJDJSJS that scene is still making me insane four episodes later
AND EVEN YAI KNEW IT AND HE DIDNT HAVE A CLUE ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED IN THE RESTAURANT
i know it was a comedic scene and so easily dismissed but that is totally where everything started for them, i truly believe (in this life)
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junotter · 8 months
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look, and i mean this unironically, the people who genuinely do not believe there was romance between the doctor and rose (or at least that it was one-sided) are the delusional ones. like do you remember how many love songs were written specifically for the show and were played during their moments????? forget everything else how is that not the most solid proof in the world??
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greyangelpain · 2 months
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The face of a man who just fell in love 💞
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bl-inkstone · 1 year
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thinking soft childe thoughts again. this man truly does live rent free in my brain
falling in love with him, i think, would feel a lot like learning to walk with the knowledge that the space beside you is no longer empty.
there aren't any grand signs when you first meet: there is no moment of déjà vu, no sudden flurry of butterflies in your gut when you lock eyes for the first time, no hushed internal whispers of "have we met before?". there is no higher power guiding him when he approaches you and introduces himself, bright eyes and boyish grin on full display. there is no higher power guiding you when you test the feel of his name on your tongue and introduce yourself right back, cautious but curious of who and what he is. you're just two people who happened to be in the same space, at the same time, and that's how your story starts.
the days pass by like a warm reel of laughter with childe at your side. he's a wonderful friend; funny, charming, with a tendency to spoil you and insist even when you refuse because "this is what friends do! besides, i'm gonna eat your food anyway, so at least let me pay—". he's thoughtful and courteous, but he keeps your life exciting with all the mischief and stark joy he brings along with him. you know what he is, and though you don't completely know what his job entails, neither of you bring it up in the times you spend together. in the comfort of your company, he is not childe the harbinger or tartaglia, the waker of the deep. when he walks and fills the space beside you, he's just childe, your friend who raids your cupboards when he's feeling snacky and slips mora into your wallet when you're not looking. who wakes you up in the morning by knocking on the window right by your bed (instead of knocking on your door, you know, like a normal person). who goes on walks with you around the harbor to admire the sights and maybe work on his liyueren accent and vocabulary by conversing with you about anything and everything under the sun. who holds your hand like it's second nature, and matches the length of his strides to your own like he doesn't want either of you to ever be too far apart.
when your days pass like this, gradually getting to know the familiarity of his touch and presence in your life, falling in love isn't as daunting as it should be. the realization comes slowly to you though. it's when you find yourself tilting your head to whisper to the waiting ear beside you, when you stand and wait in an ever-moving crowd once you recognize the sound of his approach. it's when you set out two bowls instead of one at night and attach an assistive band to one pair of chopsticks because even after all this time, he still doesn't know how to use them.
falling in love with childe feels a lot like a gradual shift of colors in the ginkgo leaves of your homeland as the seasons pass by. he walks with you through the harbor often now, like a routine he can't give up. and while he admires the sights of liyue in the beauty of fall, you admire him.
it's in the glint of those golden leaves framing his fiery hair and blue eyes that you realize: "i've loved him for a while now, haven't i?"
i think that's how it all starts, honestly. you fall first, before you even realize, and your life suddenly becomes all the more colorful with the feelings you couldn't recognize before suddenly intermingling with the casual comfort he brings with him. it could open the door to something angsty, where you think your feelings are unreturned and try to cope, or maybe something soft and silly, where everyone can see just how much you like childe while he remains oblivious to your affections, but still sweet all the same.
in the end though, it wouldn't really matter if you really were the one who fell first. because childe, who saw you in that moment and took the first step to something bigger than he could've ever expected, would definitely be the one who fell harder.
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sweetbrier2908 · 3 months
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my headcanon about "who fell first who fell harder" (demon bros)
so this is the first version i came up with (btw i did plan to write about 500 words for each headcanon but i gave up after writing mammon's and satan's)
lucifer: they fell first he fell harder
mammon: he fell first and harder
levi: they fell first he fell harder
satan: they fell first and both fell hard
asmo: he fell first and harder
beel: they fell first and both fell hard
belphie: he fell first and harder
and this is what i most agree with after reading a tweet explaining this trope and a long long long chat with myself inside my head:
https://x.com/absolutesilly/status/1648056142403338241?s=46&t=WI8jE12Tt_tbQ_NQiMyKhg
lucifer: they fell first he fell harder (when he realized that he was in love with the human yes the human he had threatened multi times and nearly killed twice, he was surprised and not surprised at the same time, i mean he must have had sensed this for a while but it really shocked him somehow because he did the exact same thing he hoped his brothers wouldn't do - making a pact with a human. they're family, remember? and he also realized that the reason he wanted to sign his life to this human is because he loved them! isn't it a fucking shocking truth to such a pride demon whose sister get killed because loving a human?)
mammon: he fell first and harder (i feel like they're both likely to fall in love at the same time but mc do realize that they're in love with mammon, and one day mammon just like fuck i love them i don't want to lose them *yes, im mentioning lesson 16 incident*)
levi: they fell first he fell harder (i read on tumblr that someone said levi fell face first in the exact hole mammon made when he had fallen, it's so true, it's like the best interpretion of their dynamic, levi just like oh shit im a normie now)
satan: he fell first and they fell harder (yes, from "they fell first and they both fell hard" to this is wild, isn't it but let me explain. i feel like satan did fell first maybe he fell in love with mc the moment mc let him play his detective game *true detective kind of murder case to be precise*, man is the kind to fall in love over simple thing like that, he appreciates kind and small acts. and mc may fell harder not too long after that because they saw the soft and gentle side of satan and boom, isn't him always this soft? isn't him always this pretty? how could i not realize it up til now?)
asmo: they fell first and he fell harder (why? you may ask but im thinking that asmo has an ability to realize and compliment people's charm so maybe he realize mc's charm, mc's good trait and do you guys fall in love with the people who praise you because i do, so this might lead to mc falling first and then after that night before mc leaving asmo was drunk and wasted and suddenly realize that he was not the person he love the most anymore)
beel: he fell first they fell harder (despite being super oblivious sometimes, beel is still a very sensitive and gentle guy. i mean look at the whole forging a pact with beel arc, look at how he treated luke and mc and then the whole making pact scene like omg he was so so so soft and he knew from the start that he loves mc's food and the food taste better with mc and he wants to have meal with mc everyday. and mc may think he treats everyone the same way he treates mc, and then after some point they were starting to try hard to prove that they're the one for beel, without knowing that he had fallen for them)
belphie: he fell first and they fell harder (i just can't imagine mc falling first for belphie, i mean he killed them remember??? still, i think that belphie did fall for them first while being locked in the attic them through their interaction and conversation but he brushed them all off because this was to supposed to be his revenge!!! but after finding mc was lilith's descendant, he embraced all his love for them without hesitation. and then we have mc who slowly realize he's just a spoiled traumatized little brat).
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quotergirl19 · 1 year
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Penelope found herself promenading and talking with her “friend,” Colin about her three suitors and objectifying them a teensy bit, which is torture for Colin.
Penelope: I have heard it said that Mr. Anderson been on many exotic hunting expeditions. How brave and fearless one must be to hunt only the most dangerous beasts. I cannot imagine another gentleman of the ton his equal. Not with his aim and protective instincts. Were I his wife, I would be safe from marauding minotaurs even if he didn’t have a gun handy. I stumbled during promenade with him yesterday and he caught me as though I were as light as a feather. It was quite stirring.
Colin: Are you blushing Pen?
Penelope: Do not mock me, I am sure you think it silly but I have never felt delicate before. And I did in his arms. He only held me for a moment but he was so strong. It… it was nice and he smelled good which I rarely notice about gentlemen.
Penelope: Colin are you flexing your arm muscles?
Colin was most definitely flexing his muscles.
Colin: Of course not, don’t be ridiculous. Mr. Anderson is hardly the only gentleman with strong arms and soap in town. Besides there are more important things to consider.
Penelope: Well of course, though were I a man I would simply pick the option I find most pleasing to look at, and certainly the most handsome option is Mr. Dankworth.
Colin: Good God Penelope, did he not just risk his life riding a hot air balloon contraption last year. The man is a reckless fool. You’ll be widowed within the year.
Penelope: How can you be so unkind. Are you not the very man who went on a world tour alone? How can you be so critical of that man’s small adventure?
Colin: I am merely concerned that you might become blinded by some small things that you have learned of these gentlemen and that you might choose someone who will not make you happy.
Penelope: I have three charming, handsome and strong options. One of them is even titled! My mama is quite set on Lord Debling. She insists I must, “display my assets,” for him.”
Colin: What the hell does she mean by that?
Penelope: I shall leave that to your imagination, but let’s just say that she had the modiste lower the necklines of all my dresses this season. And if you truly cannot infer my meaning, you should know I’ve been instructed by my mama to stand straight with my chest out and fan my bosom whenever he is present… to draw his eye.
Colin: Penelope that is shameless. You are a lady!
Penelope: What I am is a woman in need of a husband Colin, and I will do what I must to tempt and snag my man. Once I know which of these men will offer me the best possible future, I will learn what my intended likes, and I shall make it clear that I intend to please him in any way I possibly can in the hopes that he will like me and aspire to make me happy as well.
Colin: Any man would be lucky to call you his, Penelope. There is no finer woman in all the world.
Penelope: What a compliment to give the only woman you have never flirted with.
Colin: Did you want me to flirt with you Pen?
Penelope: Are you mad? I would never dream of flirting with Colin Bridgerton.
Colin: I shall never live that down, I see.
Penelope: Not in your wildest fantasies.
Just then Penelope stepped on a small stone which turned her ankle just enough to make her stumble and Colin immediately caught her in his surprisingly strong embrace.
Colin: Miss Featherington, would it be scandalous to flirt with you when you are already in my arms.
Penelope: I am not in your arms because of your flirting, and you should let me go before someone sees us like this.
Colin: Let them look, I quite like the way you blush while I hold you. How do I smell compared to Mr. Anderson?
Penelope: You are incorrigible Mr. Bridgerton. Besides you always smell the same to me. Like a mix of soap mixed with sandalwood and sometimes whiskey. Which I don’t normally like but…
Colin: Don’t tell me you like the way I smell.
Penelope: I would never insult you with such a bold compliment. Now please release me, it was only a pebble under my shoe, it is not as though I just swooned in your arms.
Colin: Do I have to? You smell so nice and in this position I have the most spectacular view of your… assets.
At this Penelope gasped, then turned beet red and then they both broke into infectious laughter. Colin set her upright again and they decided to walk a little longer, Penelope’s arm held snuggly by Colin’s and he told her he would have to take every opportunity to flirt with her now. Because he couldn’t remember ever having such fun flirting with another woman. Something about making Penelope blush and smile and laugh delighted Colin and he was determined to see her light up for him as much as he could, for as long as he could. Maybe even for forever.
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donghuamuqing · 11 months
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“Mike fell first, Will fell harder” this and “Will fell first, Mike fell harder” that as if they didnt suffer the same goddamn catastrophic on-fire exploding plane crash. Theyre holding hands in the impact crater
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anne shirley and gilbert blyth are the greatest enemies to academic rivals to hesitant allies to friends to acquaintances to lovers story to ever grace literature.
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crime-wives · 7 months
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swan queen will forever and always be my otp
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rebel-dritch · 1 year
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A little bit of royaltea for the soul 💕
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