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like this for a lucien in ur inbox

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣#i wanna redo my tags #and my everything

lowkey wanna bring this kid back

— all we want is a headrush.

sengoku. ｢ sengoku synsuke ｣ go:gl. ｢ gabimaru rikiya ｣ benten. ｢ merill yanagawa ｣

#ᵗᵉᵉᶰᵃᵍᵉʳˢ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ˢʰᶤᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ ｢ promo. ｣#ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵍᶤᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈᵎ ｢ self promo. ｣#since this blog is an empty shell rn follow me where i actually am

DEAD! wow anime damien looks great

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣

technodead

FIN HERE! since these go around a lot faster, please LIKE OR REBLOG ( preferably ) this post if you would be willing to interact with the foul-mouthed, antihero SENGOKU SYNSUKE of 90′s anime CYBER CITY OEDO 808 Open to most crossovers, and can and will make verses to adapt to other muses! Thank you!!

#ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵍᶤᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈᵎ ｢ self promo. ｣

reminder that lucien’s ic blog is @mtherfcker and im a lot more active there

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣#im so low on energy but i wanna keep rping him u feel

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣#out of context

DEAD! i wish i had more motivation to be here outside of being on @mtherfcker ugh but i need fandoms with like, constant flows of canon content or have been dead for a long time, and since ddadds itself was a standalone game and i dont think theres gonna be much else made in canon for it, its falling kinda flat and atm i can really only view it as just a cute game thats a fun pastime tbh

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣

DEAD! i have a signature Gay(tm) haircut and there are STILL dudes out there who think im a cishet girl

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣

radicituz

— i am royally FUCKED.

#mobile.#ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵍᶤᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈᵎ ｢ self promo. ｣#its mee

☠

#the literal second i clocked off work i started crying #ive been holding it in all day and just trying to do my best to please everybody #but this place is shit!!! its absolute shit #for the third fucking night in a row my coworkers fucked me over and i had to stay half an hour late #and the security guard said hed give me a ride home but he fucking left #i have to walk and wont get home until after midnight #i want to die rn p l e a s e #mobile.#negative //

radicituz

— i am royally FUCKED.

#ᶤ'ˡˡ ᵍᶤᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈᵎ ｢ self promo. ｣

DEAD! call me a nerdass but im genuinely excited for this, i love law and order

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣

sharpdadcardin-blog

Ayy!! It’s ya girl, Ari, back at it again with another round. Would you please like or reblog this if you’re a blog who would be willing to/want to interact with a Dadsona OC from DDADDS. That would be awesome and I’ll be sure to check you out.

#ᵗᵉᵉᶰᵃᵍᵉʳˢ ˢᶜᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ˢʰᶤᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ ｢ promo. ｣#(( i love ddadds ocs ))

DEAD! yo! i revived one of my older muses and i need people to rp with on there, if anyone’s interested!! like im planning for this thing to be like 80% crossovers, so if you want like, actual content from me, follow @sclfesteem!!

#ʰᶤ ˡᵃᵈᶤᵉˢ ᶤᵐ ᶠʳᵃᵏ ｢ ooc. ｣

shuiliushu:

“You are Damien’s son, yes? My son, Kun, always is speaking about how ‘cool’ and ‘awesome’ you are. It is nice to finally meet you——I am Han.”

USUALLY, WHEN ADULTS ( especially parents ) APPROACHED LUCIEN, it never meant anything good, whether it would be something either HE, or Ernest did, it usually meant a scolding. Thus, he was taken aback by the mention of Kun– ( a good kid, in Lucien’s opinion, though they hadn’t talked too much ) and a smile pulled at Lucien’s cheeks, as he almost bashfully turned his eyes towards the ground.

He takes a second to regain himself. With a greeting like that, Lucien may as well be polite.

❝Really–? S– shit, dude. Uh, thank you. Kun’s cool, too. It’s… nice to meet you, Han.❞

#shuiliushu #ᶠᵃᵐᵒᵘˢ ˡᵃˢᵗ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ｢ ic. ｣#(( !!! ))#(( tell me if youd like me to change anything!! ))

periodiic:

all he can do is sit there, back settled up against the bathroom sink, and await the end of another fit of gagging, coughing, and pained groans that leave his darling child a mess. everything about him now breaks his heart. the wide-eyed child that had clung to him and looked to him for guidance could barely look him in the eye now.

the amount of self-control it took to keep himself from crying was perhaps a test of his inner strength. in every worst-case scenario he thought up, he had always envisioned himself breaking façade and crying in front of his son. now that the worst had come to fruition, every reason to hold back had presented itself. every ounce of his parental spirit felt like tearing itself in two at the thought of failure, but here was an opportunity. for years he had demonstrated strength in the eyes of a seemingly blank slate. across that blank slate were supposed to be bits of himself, the attributes of himself that both could be proud of. those things were supposed to help nurture a soul destined to accept, to love– to learn.

it was a test for his own mental strength as well as his son’s. if lucien could work his way out of this, then it was possible he had done something right in aiding his son’s growth into a young adult.

‘ of course you can, dear… ‘

He leans back against his father once more, this time wrapping his arms around him, face dug into Damien’s shoulder. He just needed some time to think and relax, he needed to gather his thoughts and get through this DREADED hangover. Only then, could he explain this, he kept telling himself. GOD, how long would he keep thinking in circles?

Lucien’s breathing finally begins to slow, evening out. For the first time since he had awoken, he didn’t feel like he was going to puke. ❝I love you, dad,❞ he mumbles into the other’s nightshirt. ❝No matter what I say or do... Please don’t think I don’t.❞

❝... This was a bad choice. I’m sorry.❞

#ᶠᵃᵐᵒᵘˢ ˡᵃˢᵗ ʷᵒʳᵈˢ ｢ ic. ｣#(( this is so short but im ugghhh ))#periodiic

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