——𝐋𝐔͟𝐂͟𝐈͟𝐅͟𝐄͟𝐑𖤐

// Dont speak

" Uh? Excuse the fuck out of you, little red riding bitch. This duck is a masterpiece! Could you make something this incredible? No! " Setting the duck down, he was quick to pull out another one, this one looked like a ringleader. " This one can do tricks! "

" Look, you put your dick in a few questionable place and suddenly you call that desperate??? " " . . Well, it's not! You're just jealous of my clearly superior brain being able to conjure such ideas. Like . . . THIS! " Holding up a rubber duck, it's dressed like a farmer.

" Listen, I have put my dick in three places total, mkay? The first was my WIFE! The second was Adam's wife. " " And third? Well, alright I had this idea once with a vaccum and it really was like a curiousity thing...Look, long day... but do not recommend it. Yeowch.. "

" I DON'T need that. "

// Saw what I thought was a neat Husk account to follow . . . It was my own. I am an idiot.

// Just gonna state that I will write with Liliths, but I'm not married to/shipped with every Lilith account. You do not automatically get ships or lewd for being Lilith. (Unless you're Della)

A saddened smile took form on porcelain visage, slowly pulling his hand back & away from her face, letting it settle against his chest. " . . . I often found myself dreaming of you being around when you weren't. " " I guess it became a habit. "

" Oh — Well. This is awkward then. " Slowly, Lucifer would shift his gaze off to the left & away from Alastor's own vision. He had been pretty sure that was an open invitation. Did he read the tone wrong? That happened often. " Soooooo. Huh. Interesting. Oh well! "

>:(

" Goodbye fun hole . . "

" My DICK! "

" Please don't support this, this is getting sad enough. "