if only.
"I have a story and Lucifer going to kill me for it, but fuck it."
*already getting glared at*
"There was a fire in the kitchen and I ran to tell Lucifer and I burst into his room and saw him with no clothes on."
*instant laughter*
"You saw him naked?!" -Diavolo
"No, he had underwear on. But what was funny was he screamed when I entered."
*Lucifer already gotten up and is approaching them to cover their mouth, but they wiggle pass him and continue telling the story*
"He was getting dressed and the door just burst open out of nowhere it scared him. He immediately covered himself with his blanket on his bed and started yelling at me, but I was too busy laughing in the doorway after hearing him scream."
*the brothers are now protecting them from Lucifer as he getting flustered*
"He threw a shoe at me and told me to leave and I tried to tell him about the fire in the kitchen through my gigging. He got what I wanted to say and had to throw on a robe before handing the fire. It's one of my fondness memories."
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIMEON!!!✨🎆🎊🎉✨💓 I love this angel sm I'm crying
Background clouds by dearest sibling @webtail!!!! I told you I'd use it!!!
The complete collection of the boys😇 I repainted here and there but now it is all done✊🏻😔
the sanctity of a name.
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genre/warnings: gender neutral reader (they/them pronouns), gojo satoru-centric, injuries, angst but a nice hopeful ending
Gojo Satoru can count on one hand the number of people who have called him by his given name. He actually doesn’t need all five fingers to count them, considering there are only four people who have referred to the sorcerer as Satoru at one point or another in time.
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The Enemy from the other side of the room.