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IF it's okay that I send you another ask.... may I ask for 8 + 17 from your October prompts?
Sorry, my dear, that it took so long, but better late than never, right? Actually, waiting means that now there is original artwork from @lechatnoir1918 as well so AHHHHHH!!!! *completely fangirls out for several minutes* Yeah, no, I’m cool. Totally cool. Cool cool cool cool cool.
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Anyway, here you go!
Drawn to Her on AO3
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October Prompts
oooh! IF you feel like it, J and Amenadiel.
J. Making a speech/toast.
Lucifer doesn’t think he’s ever been so happy in his life.
It feels like a living thing, set to burst out from his chest, pushing against his ribs. The wedding had been small and personal, just how Chloe had wanted it, out on the beach where he’d first washed ashore where he’d wanted it. Their reception is a big bash at Lux, the bass thumping and the drinks flowing.
He and Chloe have already danced, first slow and sweet, then fast, sweating and giddy under the flashing lights; a space cleared out around them as they laughed and swung. Now they sit, taking a break at the VIP booth, watching their friends and coworkers enjoy the party.
The music abruptly cuts off with a terrible whine and a spotlight swivels to center stage where Amenadiel stands in front of a microphone. He smiles a little nervously. “Good evening, everyone! I trust you’re enjoying yourselves?”
Lucifer’s attention snaps to his brother. “What on earth is he doing?” he murmurs. Chloe, against his side, moves forward to get a better look.
The crowd yells in approval. Amenadiel seems to gain some confidence.
“Now I know this wasn’t a traditional ceremony, but I refuse to give up my right to make a speech,” Amenadiel says.
“Speech!” a voice shouts enthusiastically that sounds remarkably like Ella.
“Dear Dad, no,” Lucifer breathes. Chloe snorts and slips her arms around his.
“I’m told it’s traditional to start with a joke.” He shifts his cue cards nervously.
Lucifer groans and fights the urge to lay his head down on the table.
“But we all know Michael is the funny one, so why try?”
It goes over the heads of most everyone there, but a surprised laugh barks out of Lucifer, almost despite himself. Michael, the funny one? Now that was a good joke. Amenadiel grins, pleased.
“Chloe Decker and Lucifer Morningstar. Where do I start with Lucifer?” Amenadiel glances at the cards in his hands. “Well, for starters he’s handsome, witty, intelligent, he’s charm…sorry… I’m having trouble reading your handwriting. You can tell me the rest later.”
The audience chuckles along this time. Chloe slips her fingers through his, but his focus is on his brother.
“And Chloe, brave, beautiful, smart, selfless. My brother could not ask for a better partner, in love and in life. Your grace and your wisdom are beyond compare and you can be certain that Lucifer will never let your life be uninteresting.”
“Hell, yeah!” someone shouts and there’s a soft wave of laughter.
Amenadiel clears his throat. “Lucifer. My brother. Absolute devil. Some might say that you changed, that meeting Chloe helped you become a better man, but they’d be wrong.” He holds his brother’s gaze. “Because I think that man was there, underneath, all along, and we were just too blind to see it.” He smiles and his eyes are shiny when they catch the light.
Lucifer squeezes Chloe’s hand tighter. She squeezes back.
“And I’m so-” his voice cracks, but he continues on, resolute. “-So glad that I had the privilege of meeting that person. That you let me be apart of your life despite the past, despite the terrible things we’d done to each other. I am so happy for you Lucifer, that you found this miracle, this partner, this wonderful woman who loves you as much as you love her.” He raises his glass. “To the happy couple!”
His proclamation is followed by cheers.
Excuse me, do you have time to talk about the Devil and the lady with sins too many and varied to mention (btw she intends to continue sinning)?
Hands up if you want to join @whopooh’s cult😈 💃 @aurora-australis-tumbles @arlome @bluecityrose? 🙋♀️🙋
I just want to thank you and @handlewithcharacter for your hilarious liveblogging/livereplying of "Miss Fisher and the Crypt of Tears". It was a joy to follow along!
laksdjf happy to provide!
12, 26, 31 for the fic writer's asks!
12. favourite place to write - believe it or not, on my sofa :D I feel most comfortable huddled amidst the fuzzy blankets and the cushions, with the laptop on my knees!
26. story you’re most proud of - I am generally not too proud of myself, I’m afraid, but there are stories I am more pleased with! I’d go with Honey and Sulphur, The Devil Went to Shul, and Poison for Lucifer. All were written with plenty of pain and suffering :P I’m also pleased with how But One Man, my Miss Fisher fic, turned out. I was terrified about posting it, but the response was very good and I am very relieved :)
31. easiest part of writing - I will forever maintain that there is no such thing. Writing isn’t easy, it’s not fun, either. The way I feel about it is that it needs to burn inside you, it needs to boil your innards and shatter your bones and climb up your oesophagus like yesterday’s lunch. I write because I can’t *not* write - no other alternative for me, I’m afraid :) I do beg your pardon, this sounds very angsty, doesn’t it? :D
@whopooh, my darling, thank you for the lovely questions!
pairing: Lord Peter Wimsey & Phryne Fisher (friendship). prompt: surprise meeting
Thank you! Have a drabble!
Phryne has not missed English winters, or London parties; she is downing a rather good martini rather quickly when she spots a familiar back across the room.
Proximity confirms her suspicion: “Peter! in the name of all that’s wonderful! Tell me at once what you are doing here — or, preferably, invent something florid to entertain me.”
“Good heavens!” The grey eyes, after a moment’s perplexity, lighten. “The Honourable Miss Fisher.” He gives her title a drawling, ironical emphasis. “I thought you’d flown to the antipodes.”
“I had,” says Phryne cheerfully. “Now I’ve flown back. Tell me about the Vane case.”
When you get this you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool!!)
Positivity is cool, thank you!!
1) I’ve changed and grown dramatically--in terms of social mobility* and perspective and social groups/politics--from my teens and I’ve done it largely under my own power... though I am also grateful to the people who encouraged and supported me
2) I’ve become genuinely good at public speaking/teaching and discovered that I love it
3) I don’t give up
4) I’m loyal
5) I have an ear for writing dialogue and love it
*Who knows where I go from here? But it’s much better than where I was at growing up. People at this class level look down on things that it took me tremendous blood, sweat, and tears to accomplish because they’re born on that “base” of the game
whopooh replied to your post: We have one episode left. I’m working from home...
OMG that is SUCH self-control! I’m in awe
THANKS I HATE IT
(I must’ve been an ascetic monk in a past life or something... XD)
