°❀.ೃ࿔*Frankie°❀.ೃ࿔*

She/her ⟡ ݁₊ .Freak on main⟡ ݁₊ . Open to suggestions on things to draw/write

[inamourie]

[incandescentallure]

Marina oh how I luv u

[incandescentallure]

Dealing with such levels of hatred and rage I’m starting to feel like the big Satan

How I’ve been moving lately

[mrkiteart]

So I finally played Dispatch. Sorry, hopping on the train so late lmao

[thisisrats]

Anyone ordered fem!Diavolo?

[incandescentallure]

[froggynaut]

banner for myself

[spicy-apple-pie]

I was petting my cat and thought of Supergirl’s “home is wherever you are bud” and I started tearing up because it’s so fucking true

[90s-kid-sad-adult]

you're good

[zac-n]

Ya if you say so bud

[glamrrchica]

[mickeywabbit]

i saw there was a new game announcement…… terrible news for me get a search warrant out for my wife’s shirt dawg😭😭😭

[vampofthevalley]

Have you ever considered um B-beel wrestling an alligator 👉👈

I like the way you think😏 I hadn't until I saw this ref.

(I refuse to be consistent in the way i draw him💔)

[incandescentallure]

Can’t stop thinking about this gotta reblog it again

[incandescentallure]

₊˚⊹ A welcome distraction ₊˚⊹

Diavolo x GN!reader -oneshot-

Papers lay sporadically around the desk, creating an overwhelming clutter, pens and burnt through candles scattered around them. Diavolo sat back in his chair, longingly staring at the tall ceiling, his mind completely filled with thoughts of you. The paperwork becoming a second thought to his imagination. Only to be snapped out of his daydreaming by the light tap of footsteps outside the door. He shot up in fear it was barbatos coming to check on him, trying to appear focused, busy. *knock* *knock* “diavolo?” A warm ,familiar voice echoed through the office, your voice. “Oh! Y/N come in!” He exclaimed, practically bouncing out of his chair to greet you. A large ear to ear smile spread across his face when he saw you walk through the door, opening his arms wide as if he’d not seen you in years. You laugh softly to yourself and walk towards him, leaning into his strong embrace. When he finally lets go you peer past him, “you don’t seem to be making much progress” a playful smile creeps on to your face and you suppress a laugh in your stomach. Diavolo makes an expression that makes it seem like he’d been caught, like a guilty dog. The laugh you’d suppressed shoots out when you see his face, “need some help?” You mange to ask between your giggles. He smiles at you, a bright one that always makes your heart thump. “I’d like that.” He replies with a light flush on his face.

You pull up a second chair, once you’ve sat down you really get a good look at the chaos on his desk, diavolo flashes you an awkward smile and hands you a pen. You both flip through them, you start by most necessary and work your way down the list together. There was something intimate about being so close in such a big room, the flickering candles being the only light, and the silent company of eachother. Making a mundane task feel more romantic, an unexpected but welcomed experience. The silence wasn’t tense, no feeling of need for it to be broken. The feeling of enjoying each other’s presence said more than any words could ever try to, and a bubbling feeling grew in your heart, as well as his. However just as you’re finishing up a draft for an annual report, you feel something slump onto your shoulder. Diavolo had fallen asleep, and from his snoring it didn’t seem like he had any chance of waking up soon. You put down your pen and lift your hand up to his face, the light of the candles creating a golden glow on his face. So you decide to rest your own head onto his, closing your eyes and feeling a sense of peace and calm wash over you. I don’t think you’ll be getting anymore paperwork done today.

[ballwizard]

meows loud as fuck shattering all glass within 3 miles no survivors

[takeyourhands]

what i think will happen every time i bring up my self ship on my self shipping blog

[incandescentallure]

Genuinely believe life could be better if everyone was chill w yumeshipping, bring the whimsy of u and a fictional character into ur life

[lucifers-next-target]

Games been out for almost 7 years and I still dont know why there's a fuckass dining table in their room

[levisotakugf]

nah we got bigger fish to fry

why is there a whole ass FUCKING GARDEN in their room?

WHY ARE THE WALLS COVERED IN VINES AND FLOWERS AND SHIT?!

[incandescentallure]

Better yet why were our pillows always on the damn floor

[incandescentallure]

Can’t decide who to write for and it’s stumped me

Diavolo (obey me)

Conner Kent (DC)

Chris redfield (resident evil)

Voting ended onApr 25

And yes they are all self indulgent idgaf