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TUMBLR JUST VOTES FOR ME WTFFFF (also i ship Nico x Percy)

Compilation (ongoing?)

I hate how people will look at popular indie artists who had one or two songs go viral on TikTok and start making fun of anybody who listens to them. "Oh you listen to Lemon Demon, Will Wood, Jack Stauber, Glass Animals, and Mother Mother? Tsk, don't you know that is stupid TikTok neurodivergent white transmasc preteen music? It's so mid and bad you should listen to real music–" you are a pit of misery

all of these apply💖

my favorite fucking trope is chubby!reader living your life completely oblivious to the fact that the literal man of your dreams is in love with you and you're none the wiser.

like - you just traipse through life like "well he wouldn't like me back so it's wtv" all nonchalant and shit while the poor man is literally falling over himself trying to get it through your head that HEYYY that's not right??? i'm literally in love with you??? i worship the ground you walk on???? i'll do whatever you want????

and bless your heart, you see every single time he tries to hit on you as an act of kindness:

"awww, he got me (insert fav food here) cus i said i was hungry, what a nice guy!"

"he complimented my outfit! he must've liked the color of my shirt!"

"wow, he seems to be zoning out a lot, i hope he's okay!" (he's been staring at your lips for the past five minutes)

and he just... doesn't know what to do to make you see what he sees.

like you're so gorgeous and funny and why wouldn't he like you??

he's convinced that if he were to stand in front of you and tell you he loves you, you'd be like, "I love you too! you're such a good friend!"

(which has happened before and a little part of him died inside)

it literally takes him everything in his power to make you realize his feelings, and you just stand there for a moment, seemingly connecting the dots over the past few months, and all you can come up with is a small, dumb, "oh."

lord give him the strength.

Why is it so gooooood wgdhdkE?!

Thinking about Soft!Lucifer comforting you while he takes your virginity. 

You’re so nervous, especially since your first time is going to be a demon. You trust Lucifer completely, and yet you can’t help but tremble beneath him. He prepared you so well, so thoroughly but gently, a show of how much he cared for you. 

“You’re alright, little one,” He cooed down at you, “I’ll be gentle with you. I promise.” 

His words made you feel warm inside, helped you calm down a bit and relax into the mattress. You tried to get comfortable as he lifted your legs, snuggling into the warm blankets and tucking a large pillow behind your head. 

The stretch of Lucifer first entering you was the hardest part. It didn’t burn the way you were worried it would—possibly due to a bit of magic work on Lucifer’s end—but it was still strenuous. 

He paused once he had fully sheathed himself inside of you, stroking your face gently and looking into your teary eyes as he praised you.

“Oh my little human, you’ve done so well. I know, it’s big, I’m sorry sweetheart.” 

“Don’t cry, sweet baby, you’re doing just fine. You took it so well.”

“I’m going to make you feel amazing, love, so good you’ll forget everything else.” 

And he makes more than good on his promise. 

He’ll start slow and gentle just as he said, only picking up the pace when and if you ask him to, but when he has your little virgin hole clenching around him so tightly it’s hard to control himself.

He’s getting closer and closer to his climax, and it’s getting harder and harder to hold back. 

“L-Lucifer—! Please, please slow down!” You whimper, gripping onto him like your life depends on it. 

“I can’t, sweetheart—“ He admits, “I can’t…not when you feel so amazing—“ 

All you can do until he cums is hold onto him, and he’ll gladly hold you if you’d like. 

“It’s alright, my darling, I’ll hold you…I’ll always be here to hold you…” 

The cute noises you make when you get close to cumming tug at his heart strings a bit. They’re so pathetic and needy, a clear sign that you’re overwhelmed, but you’re both so close. The way your back arches with one last call of his name as you orgasm is enough to have him releasing inside of you right after, and your moans don’t quiet completely until his thrusts have finally slowed to a stop and he’s collapsed on top of you. 

“Oh baby,” He whispers as he pulls you in close, cock still nestled deep inside of you. “That was a lot for you, wasn’t it? Oh, but you took it so, so well. I’m so proud of you.”

You’re tired, exhausted even. It’s plain on your face, in the way your eyelids flutter and struggle to stay open. 

“Go on, my love,” Lucifer mutters against your skin as he plants a kiss on your forehead, “Off to sleep with you. I’ll be here to take care of you when you wake up.” 

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WHY ARE CALLING PEOPLE OUT😭

You know your hyperfixations are bad when you have dreams of you ranting about it to people

No fucking way I found my little rubber fetus

Stan o' war conversations - or: another Billford comic of mine, since this hyperfixation is not going anywhere

I made this while my brain was melting with fever, if there's any mistakes I'm blaming on that. Otherwise, hope u guys like it!!