#holyday

Got a note and package for Turbug from one of the different versions of Turbos and the Twins thought you would be the one to give it to him

{Note reads To Turbug we wanted to give this to you we also heard what happened and me and my Set and Jet are sorry for your loss stay strong and we hope you get well soon From Turbo} (In the box is a baby cybug that that is made out of yarn made by Set with a blue helmet with a red Z on it made by Jet on the bottom of it saying Zipper)

Merry Christmas

Commission requested by hallowedenigma // Full Color. Thank you so much for trusting my art and commissioning me! 💙✨ The hotel finally fell silent. Everyone had gone out to celebrate Christmas Eve, except for Lucifer and Darcy. At first, they hadn’t planned anything special; they simply wanted to spend time together. The holidays made everyone more affectionate and talkative, but they hadn’t had a single moment to breathe and truly enjoy each other’s conversation, so they decided to stay at the hotel.

However, the crackling of the fireplace, the dark and cozy atmosphere, and the soft glow of the Christmas lights ended up creating, almost unintentionally, a palpable intimacy.

There was no one else in the hotel. Just the two of them, slowly drawing closer as they talked. The firelight illuminated the girl’s face in front of Lucifer; her eyes reflected the flames, attentive and bright. A complicit silence settled in when they looked at each other and remained still for a second too long, knowing exactly what was about to happen.

He was the one who took the first step: he kissed her. She didn’t stop him. Slowly, his body leaned over hers, wrapping her in a warmth that no longer came solely from the fire.