whatever you guys do in april fool’s please dont confess fake crushes on people its really hurtful and mean
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caughtdaydreamingofperfection:
caughtdaydreamingofperfection:
But Lucifer caught sight of his lover before he could walk out. “LUCIAN. LUCIAN YOU COME BACK HERE AND HELP ME RIGHT NOW OR I WILL LEAK EVERY SINGLE PICTURE I TOOK LAST NIGHT ON EVERY SOCIAL NETWORK I CAN GET MY HANDS ON COME HERE YOU ARE BETTER ARE THESE THINGS THAN ME COME HERE HELP PLEASE.”
The Devil is really a big bitch.
He took another calm dose of oxygen before reentering. “I find no reason to help, when I’m hungover, and I was not informed, warned really, that I was to deal with children in the morning. You’re on your own, shit face.”
“Oh, and you’re the one who put a ring on my finger. How’s that going to look on your reputation? Good luck!”
He turned to the hall, shouting, “THREE SECONDS, AND YOUR BABY IS GOING TO BE BREAKFAST ” Down the hall you heard the sound of a rushed servant, and a shaken bottle of pills.
“DONT BE A CUNT LUCIAN PLEASE COME HELP ME-“
“DADDY DADDY PAPA CAN WE GO TO A THEME PARK TODAY PLEASE?” The toddler was screaming in his ear god bless. Shuffling, he handed the baby over to Crim, who bitched and moaned per usual, before rushing off after Lucian.
“Baby please come here, let me explain this before you throw a fit.”
“Goddammit Benson, what took you so long?” Lucian growled, snatching the bottle from his palm. His bare torso began developing goosebumps as he swallowed his pills. He scratched at his neck, and then turned to find the oldest child rushing down the hall. One deep blue eye twitched before he took another pill.
caughtdaydreamingofperfection:
But Lucifer caught sight of his lover before he could walk out. “LUCIAN. LUCIAN YOU COME BACK HERE AND HELP ME RIGHT NOW OR I WILL LEAK EVERY SINGLE PICTURE I TOOK LAST NIGHT ON EVERY SOCIAL NETWORK I CAN GET MY HANDS ON COME HERE YOU ARE BETTER ARE THESE THINGS THAN ME COME HERE HELP PLEASE.”
The Devil is really a big bitch.
He took another calm dose of oxygen before reentering. “I find no reason to help, when I’m hungover, and I was not informed, warned really, that I was to deal with children in the morning. You’re on your own, shit face.”
“Oh, and you’re the one who put a ring on my finger. How’s that going to look on your reputation? Good luck!”
He turned to the hall, shouting, “THREE SECONDS, AND YOUR BABY IS GOING TO BE BREAKFAST ” Down the hall you heard the sound of a rushed servant, and a shaken bottle of pills.
caughtdaydreamingofperfection:
caughtdaydreamingofperfection:
It was a nice day, the kind Lucifer liked. He’d finished any paperwork that needed his attention and had enough time to wander around his empty throne room.
There was nothing that calmed him more than the steady sound of his boots clicking on the marble tile belo-
“DADDY. DADDY DADDY DADDY. PAPAAA~!!” In a flash of gold a toddler launched herself onto the Devil’s chest, leaving him with no other option but to catch her by the rump. With a high pitch giggle she nuzzled her face in his shoulder. “PAPAA!!”
Sythe sighed. Heavily. “Where are your sisters-” but they were already coming into the room slowly, bickering with each other as always.
Lucian gave a heavy sigh, fixing his hair in the mirror of his bathroom. Behind him a servant sat on one knee, head bowed. “Listen, I’m not saying I’m going to fire you. I’m just telling you that if I don’t have some kind of narcotic in my hand in less than 30 seconds, I’m going to murder your entire family. Get out.” Something about Sunday mornings made him particularly grumpy. The servant ran out quickly, and he stumbled out of his chamber and towards his lovers.
Softly, Lucifer set the toddler down and waited for her older sisters to come up. All had long blonde hair, bright blue eyes- they could be tripplets if not for the obvious age gaps.
Christine, the youngest, currently jumping up and down and clutching Lucifer’s hand barely stood up to mid calf on him. She wore a frilly black and white dress and clutched a stuffed rabbit to her chest. Her little heels clacked on the stone every time she pushed off to jump up.
Antionette was the middle child, dressed in a similarly cut dress to her sister but hers was blue, the colour of her eyes. She wore a soft smile, very innocent and shy. Her hands were twisting in front of her, a nervous habbit she’s always had.
And then there’s Crim, who changed her name from Chloe because she’s a 17 year old asshole.
“What’re you guys doing here? You weren’t supposed to come until next week,” Sythe grumbled, finally giving in to the toddlers demands and picking her up on his hip.
Crim wasn’t long to reply, crossing her arms and shifting all weight to one hip. Dressed in tight leather pants and a flowy white button down she looked like a sophisticated stripper. “What’s wrong, don’t want us?”
Lucian opened the door to Sythe, in much need of some attention afraid his drunken charade the night before. When his eyes caught three obvious children, he rose a skeptical brow. Something in his said, ‘he’s doing something he shouldn’t be. Kill him.’ Instead, he took a deep breathe and shut the door.
caughtdaydreamingofperfection:
In a drunken daze, Jared lifted his head off the since soaked park bench. Oh… It’s raining… Jared’s slushed brain moved with every motion of his skull. He took a deep breathe, suppressing the shrilling pain in behind his brow. I shouldn’t have had those shots… Jared still felt the intoxication, as though he were still tragically falling from the high. Let’s hope the rain cleans the pot smell off my clothes…
What a cute little drunk.. Leaning down, Nix poked the guy’s shoulder with her finger. Vivid green eyes took in his face with such clarity. “Hey, what’s your name?” she asked bluntly.
His head fell back onto the bench, blue hues trapped in her green ones. Something in him wanted to scream at her for bothering him. However, He found himself speechless. At first he assumed something cheesy, like she stole his breathe. Turns out, all the yelling he did at the party the night before left him with an outrageous case of temporary voicelessness. So he rolled his eyes back in his skull and rubbed his forehead.
hey there delilah what’s it like in new york city i’m a thousand miles away but girl tonight you look so pretty yes you do
i installed a camera in your room
i’m watching you
caughtdaydreamingofperfection:
It was a nice day, the kind Lucifer liked. He’d finished any paperwork that needed his attention and had enough time to wander around his empty throne room.
There was nothing that calmed him more than the steady sound of his boots clicking on the marble tile belo-
“DADDY. DADDY DADDY DADDY. PAPAAA~!!” In a flash of gold a toddler launched herself onto the Devil’s chest, leaving him with no other option but to catch her by the rump. With a high pitch giggle she nuzzled her face in his shoulder. “PAPAA!!”
Sythe sighed. Heavily. “Where are your sisters-” but they were already coming into the room slowly, bickering with each other as always.
Lucian gave a heavy sigh, fixing his hair in the mirror of his bathroom. Behind him a servant sat on one knee, head bowed. “Listen, I’m not saying I’m going to fire you. I’m just telling you that if I don’t have some kind of narcotic in my hand in less than 30 seconds, I’m going to murder your entire family. Get out.” Something about Sunday mornings made him particularly grumpy. The servant ran out quickly, and he stumbled out of his chamber and towards his lovers.
who needs april fools my entire life is a joke
In a drunken daze, Jared lifted his head off the since soaked park bench. Oh… It’s raining… Jared’s slushed brain moved with every motion of his skull. He took a deep breathe, suppressing the shrilling pain in behind his brow. I shouldn’t have had those shots… Jared still felt the intoxication, as though he were still tragically falling from the high. Let’s hope the rain cleans the pot smell off my clothes…
