I was finally able to finish what I think the suit would be like! ❤️
Sorry for the lighting, it’s pretty hard to take a good quality picture with my phone.
I decided that since Lucifer outfit is supposed to be a ringleaders of a circus that Azazel’s would probably be a magician ones. To show his love for magic and the fact that Lucifer probably showed off his magic skills to him in heaven.
The pink and white represent Lucifer, red and black represent Charlie and the Purple is to represent Lilith.
(Also an idea that I can up with is that his witch hat act like a hammer space storage like Marry Poppens bag.)
Hope you like it! I’ll try to do a drawing of him wearing the suit and hat and maybe go for what his heaven appearance was before his fall.
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I like this alot!!!!!!!
it makes him a luci kinda like twins (ring leaders if you will)
So random idea I got, feel free to delete but I think giving Lucifer’s best friend the name Azazel would be neat since in the Hebrew Bible that is the name they use for Lucifer.
Again just a random idea feel free to ignore.
The amount of Azazel OCs that I've seen, it just seems fitting so why not. Every fix I wrote with Lucifer's bestfriend will now be my first public oc: Azazel.
I think it would be fun.
For the alator teen!reader, what are their relationships like with the other members of the hotel and Rosie
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Angel dust
Y'all argue alot but are friendly most of the time
When it's just the two of you he isn't angel dust he's Anthoney
I feel like y'all interact the most out loud
He is your biggest cheerleader and critic
10/10
Husk
Y'all have a unspoken lanuguage
Judging everyone without a second thought
nothing gets past y'all
You can tell him anything and he won't tell a soul
He let's you taste the drinks he make but it's never enough to get you drunk
He reminds me of an uncle
9/10
Nifty
ngl I don't know what to say about nifty i mean it's nifty
10/10
Vaggie
She doesn't like your attitude but respects your boundaries
Y'all don't interact much but when you do it's mostly positive
7/10
Charlie
When you first met her you though she was obnoxious and tried to avoid her but there's something about her that nobody can ignore
Sometimes she can be overbearing but she takes criticism well
Even if you don't want to be redeemed she'll be supportive of anything else you do
6/10
Rosie
She LOVES you
If you need anything she's the person you go to (even before Alastor but he doesn't know that
She'll drop anything and everything for you
100/10❤
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nanami kento x reader | drabble
coney island. where did my lover go?
"𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲."
ᰔ pairing. husband nanami x wife reader (f)
ᰔ summary. you're sitting on a bench in coney island, the place you and nanami met all those years ago, to talk about where your relationship went wrong. heavily inspired by the song "coney island" by taylor swift from her album 'evermore'
ᰔ warnings/tags. some pretty heavy angst. mention of blood/wounds.
ᰔ word count. 1.3k
a/n. hellooo i just had an itching to write something angsty, and i came up with something while listening to music. hope you enjoy :')
you're sitting on a bench in coney island, wondering why nanami hasn't arrived by your side yet.
pulling back the sleeve of your blouse, you glance at your watch. the evening has settled in, and it was well past the time the two of you had agreed to meet. here, where everything began all those years ago. this place, where your soul has been left to bleed dry.
it was nanami who told you not to feed the ducks any bread. before you knew him, that was all you would do. white milk bread, torn apart into pieces, tossed into the pond in front of this bench for the quacking ducks to feed on with delight. but nanami told you that's not right. he told you that the ducks cannot digest the bread the same way that you and him do. you can relate to the ducks today, unable to absorb and understand the pain within you, and in a blink of an eye, that pain takes a seat next to you.
"hello, sweetheart," nanami says, voice soft as it always is. his familiar stature is beside you in your periphery.
your eyes flicker to your watch once more. "you're late, ken."
"i know," is all he says. "forgive me?"
you do.
"i thought you were lost somewhere," you tell him, the thought sending a shiver through you. or perhaps it was the cold.
"i wasn't lost. i could never be lost, coming to this place," he assures. you glance at the skin on his hands. he looks pale, like he hasn't seen the sun in days.
you still wonder if he's lost. you wonder if that man you loved was still out there somewhere, simply wandering, trying to find his way back to you. but the disappointment is palpable, and when you close your eyes tight, the chill of the air once again bites through your bones to silence all your hope.
"i looked for you everywhere. do you know that?" you say to him. "at the park entry, across the field. by the church. i even walked by the merry-go. and i cried when i couldn't see you standing there to watch me on the blue pegasus."
from the corner of your eye, you see him turn his head to glance at you. you can see he's wearing a grey suit, the same one he wore exactly one year ago today. the one you said goodbye to him in. "it's been a long time, love. i'd wish you would let those memories go."
"we were supposed to be married forever," you barely whisper, glancing down at your ring still adorning your left hand. your eyes flicker to his hand, and the absence of the silver promise on his finger makes your soul sulk. "you've moved on from me, haven't you?"
nanami rubs his left finger with his thumb, like the sensation of the ring was a phantom limb. "i have. and i want you to move on from me as well. one day, you'll be too old to care. so don't spend another moment of your youth thinking about me."
your youth was him, from the day you met him on this bench. sprawled across it on a warm summer tuesday, reading your paperback of les misérables that had a worn out spine, gust of wind peeling a sticky note away from the page and delivering it to the front of this tall, handsome man that was walking by. he had bent down to pick it up for you, and curiously chose to read it first before handing it back. 'to love or have loved, that is enough' it said, one of your favorite quotes from the book. you didn't know what it meant at the time, but you knew what it meant now.
"were we just fools, ken?" you ask him out of nowhere. "if i had tried harder, could we have still been together? if i had let you know what it takes to be by my side, would you have still chosen to fall in love with me in the first place? how can i shake the thought that this was all a mistake?"
he shifts in his seat beside you. you still can't brave yourself to look at him. you haven't looked him in the eyes once this entire time. and you register that there's no heat from his body, leaving you feeling barren and cold.
"i would've loved you in any lifetime. there is nothing you could have done that would've kept me away," he tells you.
"so then you'll haunt me in every lifetime, too?" you ask. "a universe away from here, i'll still see your face everywhere i go?"
"no. i agreed to meet you here today to tell you that it's finally time for you to forget. those dreams of ours, of suburban holidays and tiny fingers, they can belong to someone else," he says to you, "they should belong to someone else."
you shake your head, feeling tears prickle in your eyes. christmas, winter snow, the oaky warmth of the fireplace. fresh spring air, wildflower blossoms, trees turned lush and new. salty air, summer breeze, mist of sprinklers over brown grass and skin. but by the time autumn came, there was nothing left but heartache.
"what if i asked for your forgiveness?" you say. your hands play with the bag of white bread in your lap. you thought he would scold you for it, for not remembering the wellbeing of the ducks, but truthfully you had simply forgotten. because it was like you were the version of yourself before meeting him, and you needed him to save you again.
"there's nothing to forgive," he replies. his voice is hoarse, like he's running out of air to breathe as the sun begins to set over the horizon. like this time spent together was something bought, not gifted.
"i'm sorry," you say, because you felt like you needed to say those words. "i'm sorry for how mean i was to you the last time we spoke. i don't know what got over me, but i really wish you had just stayed." your eyes prick with tears as you stare down at your lap. "i wish you weren't so quick to leave my side, even though i told you to go."
nanami places a hand over yours. you finally notice the scars and open cuts, fresh with blood. "i know, darling. as much as it troubled me to leave, i didn't want to stay and hurt you anymore."
you felt suffocated. "if i could turn back time, i would. i would go back to that moment, last week. and i would tell you to stay, so that i could've had you for the rest of a lifetime."
his thumb runs circles over the skin of your hand, but the movement is rigid and stiff. "was it last week?"
"it was." you're not mistaken, but he will try to convince you otherwise.
"i don't think so, darling."
"it was last week."
"it's been much longer than that. fifty-two fold longer."
yes. today was the anniversary. of when you buried him in the grey suit that he wears right now.
"you see my face wherever you go, hm?" nanami says to you as the tears begin to freely flow down your face. "well, when i got into the accident, the last sight that flashed before me was your face. i'm happy. i'm so happy that the last person i thought of was you."
blinking, wet drops falling onto his pale hand in your lap. "you should've stayed," you whisper. "that night, you should've just stayed with me. i would've said sorry, and i would've loved you forever."
you're sitting on a bench in coney island, wondering where your lover went. because when the sun dips underneath the horizon, his hand disappears from your lap, and you finally turn your head to look at him. but he's gone.
and when you blink the blur of salty tears from your eyes, you realize you were never sitting on that bench, waiting for him. you were standing in front of his gravestone, hoping that he'll talk to you again someday.
a/n. gege would love this one
Giyuu x demon child reader
Giyuu was at a lost.
There you were surrounded by 2 bodies he assumed were your parents.
"Please don't hurt me." You wimpered crying. You kept your knees close to your chest with your hands inside your yukata.
He already spared one demon but to spare another who seemingly ate people with be unforgivable.
"Did you kill them" you shook your breath and opened your mouth but couldn't say anything cause you started crying.
"I scary man... They protected me... But that didn't-" he couldn't hear the last part so he tried to move closer.
He had never seen a child move so fast as you backed up into a wall cracking it in the process.
At this reaction he slowly kneeled down keeping eye contact but keeping his sword.
"I won't do anything if you don't." He said sitting with his legs crossed. You nodded.
"My name is giyuu tomioka, I am the water hashira of the demon slayer corp. I came here apon hearing the whereabouts of Muzan Kibustuji when I came across you." He spoke calmly in a way to calm you, which worked. "Who are you."
Breathing slowly you relaxed a bit. "I'm Y/n L/n I'm 8 and I don't want to die." You were very soft spoken and your voice was dry. You were in very bad shape.
Judging from your parents bodies you had been here a few days like this.
He wanted to help you and he was at least gonna try.
Until he was reminded what it meant to be a demon slayer by Iguro.
The said snake hashira followed giyuu on his next mission to make sure he was killing demons.
"Killing demons is what we do. Even if it is a child. It is still a demon." He killed you before you even realized it.
"Mama, papa." You struggled out as you reached for them with your disinigrating body.
Giyuu was to stunned to speak.
Alt ending
He wanted to help you and he was at least gonna try.
Little by little he scooted forward and slowly taking his hand off his blade.
Iguro watched from afar waiting for giyuu's next move.
When he was close enough to you he gently put his hand on your head.
"It'll be alright, I'll get you somewhere safe." At his words you jumped into his arms crying and mumbling incoherent things.
After a while he was able to pick you up bringing you out of the house and walking out of the village where he saw iguro.
You had now fallen asleep.
"You forget yourself tomioka. A demon is a demon and you'll suffer the consequences." He said as giyuu walked by without stopping.
"Then I'll suffer."
there's a pretty cursed comic,) don't ask how i saw it. I was looking for something else,) called 'the r*** of demon slayer' and its fucking disgusting. for the love of fuck do NOT view that shit. it is so much worse than it sounds
wtf
curiosity killed the cat
Hi I can ask the Hashiras who Adopt an S/o which is almost like a Cruella de Vil who hates Animals Because of a Violent Past. With their Family where the S/O Was Abused by their Family and Their Animals How would they deal with the S/O Trying to Kill an Animal And Make Clothes With Its Skin. How Obanai Could Handle S/O Trying to Kill His Cobra To Make It A Clothing Accessory It would be an interesting scenario.
I have never watched 101 Dalmatians or cruella de Villa so this might be wrong
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Rengoku
You can't tell me this man isn't a animal lover
He is fascinated by your work but can't help feel sorry for the poor things
if you want any specific animal he will haunt day and night for it
Tengen
Loves you entire wardrobe
constantly asks you to make him things, especially fur coats
You love making things for him and the girls
he blames your family for your little habit (he's never even met them)
Obanai
How
Just how did you even manage to get with him
If he sees any snake print he throws it away
he hides Kaburamaru from you
he can barely sleep if you and Kaburamaru are in the same room
you try anything, he will not hesitate, backstory or not
Sanemi
he is disgusted
he watched you once and that was enough
Giyuu
Let's you do you
he won't ask you to make you anything but when you do he loves it. might not where it but he loves it.
Comforts you whenever you get triggered
Muichirou
Forgets you make animals things out of their pelts and only remembers you hating animals
brings you a random animal just to see your reaction but when you take it and turn it into a rug he's surprised
If you tell him your backstory he will try not to bring animals around you anymore
you'll find little notes around his house that say 'no animals in or around house'
Shinobu
Thinks nothing of it
She doesn't like animals anyway so he wouldn't care what you do with them
your backstory furthers her hate for the little creatures
Mitsuri
Loves the product hates the process
if she ever say you kill an animal she'd probably cry
understands why you hate animals but can't bring herself to even dislike them enough even though you said it was alright
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Poor max at least they saved her but she might not even live that long.
Then there's eddie.... I see why he didn't run but I wish he did.
kaeya being everybodys big brother :)! plus him with his own
I just realized I forgot to finish muichirou's😭
ok so how about the hashiras meeting male reader who's also a hashira and he is like short and fast with his weapons being daggers and the hashiras don't think much of him being childlike but when fighting demons his fast and deadly his personality still childlike but blood everywhere
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Walking towards kagaya's estate you wore a smile taking in your new surroundings. You had just defeated a lower moon and were made into the newest hashira.
On your way to a hashira you were ready to meet the others.
When you arrived you got looks from everyone.
"Is he really the new hashira?" Tengen gave you a pointed look as you walked in front of them and bowed.
"Yes I am Y/n, the new (element) hashira it's nice to meet you all." You said raising from the bow with a smile.
"But your just a child how could yo-" tengen was cut off by Rengoku.
"Don't judge based on looks, my friend. Y/n has successfully defeated lower moon one. I should know, I had the chance to fight along side him when he was still a Kinoe."
He was lowkey scared of you but respected you nonetheless.
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At first tengen didn't know what to think off you. He knows your not an actual child but he can't help but treat you like one
Tengen liked your spark. You never lost your smile in battle, after taking heavy hits and just laughing them off.
You were like a miny him. Twins blades and all.
When it came time for you and him to have a mission together, you took the lead.
Fought the demon like you were playing a game.
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Shinobu has never seen you fight but she has patched you up after missions.
She heard from the lower ranks how terrifying you could be. They would describe in detail how you would smile while torturing demons until they beg you to kill them.
"Oh my~ How interesting."
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You and Muichirou went on a lot of missions together.
Spending a lot of time around him, he gave you some of his attitude. You sit next to him during the hashira meetings.
When fighting
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Sanemi is scary but not as scary as you.
You might not have many scars but you don't need any with your very unsettling act goes 100 when fighting. After killing the demons you turn around like nothing happened and go on about your day.
He likes the fact that you can scare demons away just by looking at him. the same way he can.
Poor genya tho, though he's not going to confront you but, he does see you and sanemi a lot.
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Obanai is wary of you. Mitsuri of course admired you.
The three of you went on a mission and you took care of it mainly by yourself losing your childlike personality while fighting.
Obanai was glad that you could kill demons without reading into the reasons why they were fighting.
Mitsuri on the other hand thought that you were very cute. Your mannerisms and how efficiently you took care of everything were very admirable to her.
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You and Giyuu barely talk. He keeps his opinions to himself most of the time.
Giyuu being the cool calm and collected person he is wasn't affected by your childish ways. He thought of it as you hold on to your innocence for as long as you could.
That changed when he saw you fight.
He liked having missions with you, they were a change of pace that he could get used to.
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Gyomei was another person not rattled by your nature.
He also wasn't surprised by the way you fight in fact he was impressed.
You often trained and meditated with him. Aside from muichirou, he was your favorite to be around.
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An: midterm week is finally over. For anyone else you had test all this week I hope you did well and if your about to take tests. Take your time and go with what ever feeling right.
Update: sorry for the wait for request, they are coming. I've been working on a story on wattpad that's somewhat similar to the muzan's child series.