#watchmebitch

[dreametcher]

“Wh—that doesn’t even make sense,” Lucifer argues, flushed and somehow angry, as though he has ever had a leg to stand on, on that front. “You’re one of Charlie’s friends. You’re one of the good ones!”

@watchmebitch

This, and Lucifer’s general,,, Lucifer-ness was in this chap was giving these vibes:

[prince-liest]

wait a sec though the tags on your last snippet… 👀 are we ever going to get an installment where dom-mode-Vox safewords for a reason OTHER than Alastor trying to murder him? 👀 because now I’m intrigued

I was going to say, "Not actually currently planned, but a wonderful idea for later!" but actually I feel like I can absolutely work that in and have it be thematic. So, uh!!! This one's gonna be dedicated to you, hahaha.

Vox: Wow, you're very, um, free with your inhibitions and physical boundaries when you've had a few drinks! It's pretty neat! I'm kind of really enjoying it!

Alastor: Yes. Now, about that thing I want you to do: remember, if my heart stops, the dark magic powering my body is able to keep me -

Vox: Not that free. Not that free!

[definitelynotscott]

I see that it’s theme night tonight.

[keishid]

if you're still doing soulmate prompts - the one where you and your soulmate share an emotional link for lux and kat growing up a world apart could be *interesting.*

skipped ahead to this one bc it sounded shorter >.>

cw: implied/referenced infanticide? oops

(AO3 mirror)

Katarina is three years old when her thoughts get abruptly more crowded. She can’t communicate what it is, only knows that there are impressions—hunger, sleepiness, curiosity, sleepiness, distress, sleepiness—filtering into her that aren’t hers and she doesn’t know what to do with them. They’re a constant itch in the back of her head that she doesn’t know how to calm down or redirect or deal with.

Later, she can’t remember—or never knew—whether her soulmate got better at regulating their own emotions or whether Kat got better at tuning them out. It doesn’t matter, really; it got better, whatever the cause.

Whoever she’s connected to is a pain in the ass. Kat rarely gets fear from them, but there’s always a low and desperate tension humming beneath the surface, a want that its owner doesn’t get. Or doesn’t know how to get. Or isn’t willing to try to get.

It’s not sadness most of the time so much as it’s just a nameless, aimless drive. Sometimes Kat can figure out how to use that determination to fuel her own; sometimes it helps.

Usually, she just wants to reach past the distance between them and throttle her soulmate until they either do what they want to do or give up on it and find something else.

If they notice the first time Katarina kills someone, they don’t show it; at least there’s that small mercy.

The first time Kat kills someone she didn’t want to, though—

(there was nothing it could do, it wasn’t even old enough to talk, this wasn’t even its fault it was just to send a godsdamned message)

—then they notice.

Kat feels the ripple of curiosity the second her heart slows down after her flight from the infant’s target’s bedroom. She quells it, silences it, does all she can to shove it out of her mind; but the longer Katarina tries to drown the presence in numbness, the more it evolves from curiosity into

(she didn’t even know its name, just its family; the sound it made when she)

concern, and then to a worry so sharp it almost cracks her expression before she can be left alone.

(and there isn’t even a scratch on her, no one even knew she was coming, and she should be happy about that but)

Katarina submerges in the bath, holds herself down with both hands against the lip of the tub as if the water can drown out thought as well as noise. The burning on her eyelids is because she drew the water too hot. This is nothing.

(no one came until it was too late to save it)

The worry gains a frustrated edge, serrated, tell me what’s wrong let me help but there’s nothing. There’s nothing.

Her lungs burn. Her fingers loosen. She breaks the surface, sucks in a breath, and lets it out in a choking sob.

Damn you.

[gayazrael]

it was thirty seconds be honest dan

LOOK HERE—

[heterostark]

why is this warrior-troll trawling through nothing but anti tony posts just to get herself upset? and why is it that somehow stans always feel the need to come into other ppls spaces and do this while acting like victims?

I’m literally doing a summer class bc I need it to graduate. So I’m sitting here, in Chemistry, about to do a test, and this bullshit happens on my downtime??? During the time I’m meant to relax???

Come on, pls get off of properly tagged posts, stop acting like a victim bc someone has a different opinion while they tag their opinion correctly. You literally cannot see these posts if you filter correctly, you have to search them out. Just….you don’t have to fight every battle for your fictional fave. You can just block and move on

[prince-liest]

I just finished leaving a 2,000 word essay on your latest 666 but I had to just say it here too. Your MIND!

Something that didn’t end up fitting into the comment of an already absurd length is that I love how much this series has become a profound character study on how Alastor becomes closer to and emotionally invested in a new friend. I didn’t expect it, but this concept has grabbed me by the neck and won’t let go.

The essays you and some other people leave in my inbox in reponse to my fics completely and unabashedly make my entire day, I hope you know. Some people have pointed out how neat it is to blend smut fics with so much character and relationship study, and I really cannot overemphasize how gratifying it is when people take that and fucking run with it! I genuinely ADORE it when people take the time to pick apart all the stuff I've written - it makes me feel like I've not just succeeded at writing the thing I meant to, but also just really happy to share the things I'm excited about with regards to these characters!! Especially when it's things like, as you said, balancing an exploration of deep and genuine feelings from a character who does not actually do romance, or other fun and unrepentantly queer shit I enjoy writing about.

Anyway, that is all to say, thank you VERY much for your comments! I really appreciate them!

[definitelynotscott]

Do you think Garen and Jarvan ever talk about the emotional toll there was for Garen being left behind? Or is it something they kind of silently acknowledge but don't really discuss? Maybe it's one of those things where they both know how serious a topic that is but they only really get into it through dark humor. Maybe they had a deep heart-to-heart about it once and don’t feel the need to bring it up again - or maybe they do bring it up but only in serious situations where they want to make a point about a serious topic. Maybe it gets played for laughs and they both bring it up constantly “Well, maybe if somebody hadn’t LEFT me BEHIND...” and it makes everyone present really uncomfortable but for them treating it casually is a way of acknowledging its importance as an event in their shared history, turning it into an artifact that they can handle easily, turn over and examine in their hands, pass it back and forth, and rub away the sharp edges without forgetting what it was.