Cosimo Galluzzi
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
will byers stan first human second
if i look back, i am lost
d e v o n
🪼
blake kathryn
RMH
No title available
h
pixel skylines
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
styofa doing anything
todays bird
Monterey Bay Aquarium
$LAYYYTER
★
Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from St. Martin
seen from Brazil
seen from Spain
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Malaysia
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
@exiledson-blog
❝ Why do they blame me for all their little failings? They use my name as if I spent my entire days sitting on their shoulders, forcing them to commits acts they would otherwise find repulsive. 'The devil made me do it.' I have never made one of them do anything. Never. They live their own tiny lives. I do not live their lives for them. ❞
mutuals like for a starter?
mutuals like this for a starter.
written for exiledson.
the bottle she’s been clutching onto for the last three hours was the most difficult thing she’s had to let go of all week. she wedges it into the dirt where it will wait for her forever, well forever until she decides she needs to pick it back up again and her hands reach for it like she’s dying and that glass is her last wisp of oxygen. she’s SHAKING well, it’s mostly just her hands. she blames it on the side effects of drinking too much too often but airiana and the world both know that that’s not why. she watched too much tv on a late night and if she were sober maybe she wouldn’t have been stupid enough to do this either, but ric kills vampires maybe summoning crossroads demons wasn’t so fairy tale either.
airi pats the ground one last time before smacking the dirt off on her thighs and standing, swiping her bottle from the ground and taking a long desperate swig. she snifs, wiping her nose off on her pants, stealing a glance at her wrist watch, yeah… she stole that too.
“ mirror mirror on the wall, show me… i don’t know… something. ”
he doesn’t make deals. never has, never plans to but he does still hear prayers. even being a fallen angel, he is an angel still none the less. the door is always open, usually he just ignores it but this one was so loud, screaming at anything with an open ear he had to come see this mess himself. eyes narrowed with intrigue, he slowly steps further into view, hands clapping lazily. “ gotta hand it to dad, you may be flawed but wow you’re entertaining. ” he sighed, shaking his head and stuffing his hands into his pockets. Lucifer makes his way around to the freshly dispersed dirt, foot smoothing over the place she’s buried the box. “ demon deal, that desperate, hmm? ”
okay my eyes feel like sandpaper so i am fuckin outtie but i have tomorrow off so ill be here then, night!
hellhound.
Mia is grateful, most demons would never look after a hound as he did. Especially given the circumstances and demons thinking ownership gives permission to be complete asses to the hounds made. Yes, they were their to service but that didn’t mean they were lacking of any other emotion or pain a demon had. ❝ You brought me here? ❞ A lingering air as she watching the motion before returning. ❝ A little on the lighter side but I’ll be okay. This is too kind of you, I am forever in your debt, sir. You honestly didn’t need to bring me here, I would have found my way home. ❞
hellhounds were interesting. they had a loyalty to them that surpassed anything else. there were a number of demons that would lay themselves at his feet if he so much as breathed a request in that direction but then there were some like crowley who certainly wanted nothing to do with him. not that he blamed the bastard, he’d destroy him if he saw fit. point was, demons still held the capacity to be just self serving. but hellhounds, they formed bonds, these links to their creators and owners. he used to use them to reap souls and make demons, now days he has too many than he cares to deal with so he just feeds her the souls instead. plus what better way to muddle humanity than to ensure daddy’s precious little toys never make it to heaven? “ i did.” he confirmed before waving a hand dismissively at her words. “ you don’t have to call me sir. and i know you would have but it would have been a waste of your time. you’re so used to these damn demons handling you, aren’t you? ”
hellhound.
Her head’s pounding, a small groan is revealed as she shifts her body weight. Mocha hues flutter open only to half mast against the glow of light. She senses power, she smells coal but it’s nothing the hound sot fear within. Gaze immediately lifts to look upon the man, awe and shock wipes across expression the longer she looks to him.
❝ Where am I? ❞
“ topside, still. ” he responded, clasping his hands together and letting them fall into his lap loosely. “ you had a big dinner so i brought you....” he then lifted them to motion around the room before returning them to their previous position. “ --------well, here. the former resident is long gone, no need to worry. how are you feeling? ”
♆┊ written for HARVELLEHOUND.
“ --------well look who’s awake. ”
sans.
* i cawn’t. it’s part of who i am. the apocawlypse is near.
is it? well in that case that cawls for a survival strategy.
@exiledson
* welcawme to my blog, lex
you fucking would. you would. i looked at this and i just ‘this is caw, isn’t it’ and guess fucking what. ITS YOU. also can u cawt it off with the puns
>:) !!
:/
hey luci whatchya doin? oh nothing just turning deans deceased love into a hell hound 2 go rip his soul from his body and drag it down to hell. #justgirlythings
prime example that lex is lucifer.
hey luci whatchya doin? oh nothing just turning deans deceased love into a hell hound 2 go rip his soul from his body and drag it down to hell. #justgirlythings
♆┊ written for LOVEISAVIOLENCE.
hands loosely gripping the base of his glass, he watches ice slide up and down the cup slowly from under his fingertips. a blue gaze lifts and falls on the girl that’s ready to refill his glass and he simply lifts his hand at her. “ I’m good. ”
mutuals like this for a starter.
