#fashon72

Since they would technically count as enemy NPCs, I haven’t really thought about them TOO much... Here’s what I’m thinking so far though:

Formaggio: no idea. maybe a rogue (Arcane trickster?)

Illuso: Conjuration spellcaster (probably a wizard)

Prosciutto: Human? Death Domain Cleric

Pesci: Half-Orc, maybe a bard

Melone: Elf Artificer?

Ghiaccio: White Dragonborn (white dragons are the ice ones)

AAHHHHHH BITCH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! I love you!!!!

But yes, I plan on finishing it. I’m gonna be honest, but I just don’t feel like working on it right now. The only two stories I’ve been working on the past two months are my tomione fest piece and this last minute halloween fest! I’m hoping that after I get these two knocked out of the way, then my muse for Fostering will stop fighting with me.

Requested

Part 1

*Lucifer-centric

Tagging @fashon72

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The Winchesters looked up when you walked in. “How’s Lucifer?” Dean asked.

“He actually spoke to me this time.”

“What’d he say?” Sam asked, sitting forward.

“That he doesn’t want to see Chuck.” Your eyes darted to the man you’d heard about. He looked guiltily at the ground, a strange action for such a powerful man.

“Well, I can’t say I’m surprised,” Chuck said. “I need to give him his space. He’ll come around, I hope.”

“Don’t hold your breath,” Dean grumbled.

Chuck’s eyes darted to Dean before turning to you. “Will you let me know when he surfaces?”

“Uh, sure. But I don’t think that he’ll want to talk to you the minute he comes upstairs…”

“I will come when the time is right.”

The three of you watched as Chuck disappeared.

“Quite the godly line to exit on,” you noted.

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You and the Winchesters were sitting in the living room the following night when the sound of footsteps startled you all. Lucifer crept through the hallway, stopping just at the doorway. The Winchesters slowly reached for hidden weapons while you smiled at Lucifer.

“You want to come watch TV, Lucifer?”

“Y/N,” Dean hissed. “What are you--”

“I was, uh… wondering…”

“Yes?”

“If… there was perhaps anymore of that chicken from dinner…”

“Sure thing.” You stood, stepping over the stretched-out legs of the Winchesters. “Come with me.”

You led Lucifer down the hall to the kitchen. There, you pulled out a chair at the table for Lucifer before moving to the fridge, taking out containers of leftovers. “You want anything besides chicken?”

“Um... I’m good with whatever…”

You loaded up the plate with a bit of everything. Lucifer had looked a little thin when he’d come up from the shadows. If he was finally showing interest in the food, you would shove as much as possible down his throat.

In a loving way, of course.

When the microwave beeped, you set the full plate before Lucifer, alongside a glass of water. Lucifer dug in immediately, paying no mind to you as you sat across from him.

After a few moments, he glanced up, fork paused before his mouth. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

“No need to apologize. I’m just glad to see you eating.”

Lucifer swallowed. “It’s… really good. Did you make it?”

You nodded. “My mom had me in the kitchen as soon as I was able to stir. And the Winchesters have been severely lacking in the ‘good food’ category, so my skills haven’t had time to rust.”

Lucifer poked around his plate for a moment. “Is my dad still around?”

“No, he left after stopping by the other day. He said he’d come back.”

“Great.”

“He just wants what’s best for you.”

Lucifer glared at you. “Yeah, and I’m sure he ‘didn’t mean to hurt me’ and ‘loves me unconditionally’ and every other parenting cliché in the book.”

You shrugged. “If I agree, is that considered blasphemy? Sacrilege?”

Lucifer smirked. “Well, those are two of my strong suits.”

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Dean stepped into the library, finding both you and Sam at the table.

You looked up. “What’s with the face?”

“If you’re both here, who’s in the shower?”

“Lucifer.”

“What?”

“Well, I figured you wouldn’t appreciate him sitting around being grungy. Houseguests are usually more welcomed when they smell good.”

“Who said he was welcome? Or a guest?”

“Goddammit, Dean, why are you being such an ass?”

“Because Lucifer is in my shower!”

You stood, heading out of the library. “For once, I wish you could act like a normal human being.”

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Lucifer stepped out of the bathroom, finding you waiting. “Oh. Was… did I take too long?”

“No. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I think I can handle a shower on my own. But thank you for your concern.”

You smiled. “Look, Dean is continuing to be an asshole, so I think it’s best if you stay out of his way.”

Lucifer nodded.

“So, you can stay in my room.”

“Where will you go?”

“One of the spare rooms. Or the couch. Who knows, one night I might get crazy and sleep under the table in the library.”

Lucifer’s brow creased. “I can’t kick you out of your own room.”

You shrugged. “It’s no big deal. It’ll be easier than trying to convince Dean to let you stay in one of the spare rooms.”

Lucifer sighed. “This doesn’t feel right.”

“It’s okay,” you said with a smile. “Promise.”

“Are you sure?”

This is awesome! What'd you make this out of, and howd you make the jaw move??

There’s like 3 layers

First, i find papercraft file online, in my case i used this one  And assembled everything in paper

Then i cover everything in air dry light clay, which is kind of like foam clay but cheaper and wait a couple of days for it to completely dry, when i was done i wanted it to be sturdier and did another layer with wet modeling clay (and also i cut fake nails and used them to make teeth)

Once everything is dry, i cut the lower jaw, glue a black elastic on the inside, long enough to go around my head., and once it’s on i put the top part over my head

The whole thing is bigger than my head, so i pad the insides with some upholstery foam hoam i had left, so everything fits my head without being too tight, this includes the jaw, so since the helmet jaw is fitted again my real jaw, it moves with me when i talk or open my mouth

I got it immediately, it’s so much fun. And he says some cute af lines. Hes also in the game almost the whole time too