Hello.

Eton smiled softly "I know love. Every second without your warmth is like being trapped in a frozen wasteland."

" By my will, it would never be like that again. " Des smiled in turn, stretching out his arms for Eton to snuggle back into.

Eton embraced his lover hugging him tightly "I miss you so much, love."

“I was out of the room for 5 seconds darling!”

" Every second without you feels like an eternity. . . "

Eton smiled softly "I know love. Every second without your warmth is like being trapped in a frozen wasteland."

Unholy, ghostly, grief demonic screeching.

“I was out of the room for 5 seconds darling!”

#i hope this is okay!

sweetoothgirl

Spicy Mexican Chocolate Cake With Meringue Ghosts

@hoshi-neko-hikari

Eton Defilcrusts - Grief Demon of Bargaining

This unironicly slaps

hoshi-neko-hikari

Eton and Brier were at a pta meeting together bored out of their minds

“Ok, so on our agenda, we have the upcoming choir concert and our lead singer is....Karen’s daughter, Emilia.”

"Joy."

A pair of pink and white heels had arrived under white tissue paper in a pink and white box tied with a white silk ribbon from someone named Queen Brier Eldon. Inside the shoes was seemingly a brand name "Bargaining" with a butterfly punctuating it.

Edgar was torn. On the one hand, the heels were meant as a gift to him from a Queen that he had never heard of before. On the other hand, the shoes were clearly intended for a lady...and then there was that 'Bargaining' note to consider.

"Ah, I see," Edgar remarked thoughtfully.

"I miss him dearly."

A pair of pink and white heels had arrived under white tissue paper in a pink and white box tied with a white silk ribbon from someone named Queen Brier Eldon. Inside the shoes was seemingly a brand name "Bargaining" with a butterfly punctuating it.

Edgar was torn. On the one hand, the heels were meant as a gift to him from a Queen that he had never heard of before. On the other hand, the shoes were clearly intended for a lady...and then there was that 'Bargaining' note to consider.

"'Trapped,' you say? In the same pair of shoes?" Edgar guessed.

Eton shook his head "He is trapped in a cane burried with the one who dared call himself my darling's owner."

A pair of pink and white heels had arrived under white tissue paper in a pink and white box tied with a white silk ribbon from someone named Queen Brier Eldon. Inside the shoes was seemingly a brand name "Bargaining" with a butterfly punctuating it.

Edgar was torn. On the one hand, the heels were meant as a gift to him from a Queen that he had never heard of before. On the other hand, the shoes were clearly intended for a lady...and then there was that 'Bargaining' note to consider.

"Ah, so you mean to say that you weren't always a demon then?" Edgar at last asked, intrigued by the story.

"I wasn't always trapped. My darling is trapped as well."

A pair of pink and white heels had arrived under white tissue paper in a pink and white box tied with a white silk ribbon from someone named Queen Brier Eldon. Inside the shoes was seemingly a brand name "Bargaining" with a butterfly punctuating it.

Edgar was torn. On the one hand, the heels were meant as a gift to him from a Queen that he had never heard of before. On the other hand, the shoes were clearly intended for a lady...and then there was that 'Bargaining' note to consider.

Edgar was about to question the creature further until he stopped to consider who he was conversing with: a literal demon. He then proceeded to change the subject.

"How long have you been imprisoned in those shoes?"

"Centuries. Long ago I was free and happy. My beloved Desmodus and I would spend days roasting marshmallows over a fire baking and having a grand time free and happy until the Empress sent her guards after us." his sharp toothed smile dipped into an angry frown "Acceptance accepted her fate but we didn't back down. I begged Des to retreat but he said he'd never leave me to fight in vain. He was trapped in a cane while I was trapped in the shoes."

A pair of pink and white heels had arrived under white tissue paper in a pink and white box tied with a white silk ribbon from someone named Queen Brier Eldon. Inside the shoes was seemingly a brand name "Bargaining" with a butterfly punctuating it.

Edgar was torn. On the one hand, the heels were meant as a gift to him from a Queen that he had never heard of before. On the other hand, the shoes were clearly intended for a lady...and then there was that 'Bargaining' note to consider.

The smaller man narrowed his eyes at the creature. He knew full well that caution was the best option. "'Defilcrusts,'" he repeated. "Unusual name you have. What does it mean?"

Eton shrugged "It was never given meaning. I merely spawned and was given my name."

Imagine if Artemis met him eton You will be bitter when you laugh eton But Artemis does not

Note: I drew it. I hope you like it my eton

Artemis would hate Eton.

#love the art #great job

seraphvie

What If you wore bargaining?

"If I were to wear those possessed shoes, then Eton would annoy me even more than he usually does."

"Which means I'm not going to wear them, ever."

Eton tosses a fun sized snickers at Artemis

spiltichor

B. DYLAN HOLLIS HISTORICAL COOKING SENTENCE STARTERS P. 1 various lines taken from TikTok user bdylanhollis ‘s cooking videos of historical recipes. Some are funny, some are serious so take that into account. Feel free to modify as needed. Make sure to specify the muse it is for for multimuses!

“ This isn’t food, it’s a war crime! “ “ If there’s one thing I’ve learned, Jello is inevitable. “ “ Just like my relationships, candy is unhealthy. “ “ I’m a bit scared. “ “ Your time has come! “ “ Are you a sorcerer? “ “ There shouldn’t be 8 to 10 cups of anything! “ “ This is ridiculous! “ ” From my personal experience, depression and ice cream are a match made in heaven. “ “ How am I supposed to survive the apocalypse if I can’t survive oats? “ “ Sweetie, this needs a lot of things. ” “ It’s an interesting idea because it’s awful. “ “ It tastes like an identity crisis on a plate. “ “ We meet again. : “ What’s the point?! “ “ What have you perfected?! GARBAGE?! “ “ If I cut off my feet, do we still have to do this? “ “ There are too many things happening. “ “ Looks good, but looks can be deceiving. “ “ I wouldn’t mind it in a coal mine, but in a coal mine I am not. “ “ I’ll take a divorce. “ “ …Do you think it could hear me? “ “ Any less and it might gain consciousness. ” “ What’s scary is it isn’t terrible. “ “ French Revolution your pineapple! “ “ We don’t know what it is either! “ “ Remember kids, the main ingredient in pie crust is self-doubt. “ “ Here come the tears. Like my mom after a glass of wine. “ “ Honey that ship has sailed. “ “ It tastes good but it feels like a preexisting condition. “ “ They have this for breakfast. Now that’s what you call bravery. ” “ You’re gonna die here! Yes! “ “ Add one very lonely egg. “ “ What exactly are we trying to raise up? Hope? “ “ What is with dead people and their obsession with lard?! “ “ No officer, there’s no shell in there.” [Pulls out egg shell from bowl] “ So far so good!” [30 seconds later] “I take it back. “ “ Bake to my liking? Sweetie none of this is to my liking. ” “ Don’t come back! “ “ It came back…” “ This is what I’d imagine a toiletbrush to taste like.” “ Oh I just know this is going to be awful…” “ Disgusting wasn’t enough for you? “ “ Call the U.N. ! “ “…You’re a piece of work. “ “ I should have gone to church. “

A pair of pink and white heels had arrived under white tissue paper in a pink and white box tied with a white silk ribbon from someone named Queen Brier Eldon. Inside the shoes was seemingly a brand name "Bargaining" with a butterfly punctuating it.

Edgar was torn. On the one hand, the heels were meant as a gift to him from a Queen that he had never heard of before. On the other hand, the shoes were clearly intended for a lady...and then there was that 'Bargaining' note to consider.

"'P-prison?" Edgar repeated. He dropped the shoes afterwards. "You mean to tell me you're trapped in these shoes?" the smaller man slowly asked.

Eton nodded "But where are my manners? Eton Defilcrusts pleased to make your acquaintance."

A pair of pink and white heels had arrived under white tissue paper in a pink and white box tied with a white silk ribbon from someone named Queen Brier Eldon. Inside the shoes was seemingly a brand name "Bargaining" with a butterfly punctuating it.

Edgar was torn. On the one hand, the heels were meant as a gift to him from a Queen that he had never heard of before. On the other hand, the shoes were clearly intended for a lady...and then there was that 'Bargaining' note to consider.

Edgar whipped his head around at the voice to be confronted by....something that wasn't human. He then proceeded to let out an impulsive cry while stumbling back in shock.

"W-Where did you come from?!" the smaller man at last demanded.