Hey friend. Call me Libby. She/Her. Ace. 30. Minors dni. Occasional writer. Currently into Twisted Wonderland, Obey Me, and The Freak Circus. Also on AO3 under TheGhostInTheKitchen.
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I always think that sport events, especially international ones, are primarily about fun and cultural exchange and hanging out together; it gets lost sometimes when people pay too much attention to keeping scores, but joy and building bridges should be more important. So glad this seems to be happening right now!
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Sorry, I need this man carnally... Unfortunately, he's 2D and well..., even if he was real, he wouldn't take me 🤣
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I love visiting people who have some kind of pet reptile because they're always like "would you like to hold the reptile" and I'm like "of course I would" and then the rest of the conversation happens with me just holding a random reptile and the reptile Has No Feelings about the situation. They always just sit there, probably vaguely wishing to return to their heat lamp but clearly exuding an energy of This Might As Well Happen. and then I put it back in its enclosure and go home and the reptile very clearly has no strong feelings about the situation.
#my environmental science teacher in sophomore year had a classroom snake. and it was exactly like this#just a bunch of teenagers gently passing a snake to each other and doing lab work#and the snake would be like. yup. im just here.
In which the brothers + dateables take care of you after you get your wisdom teeth removed.
Incl. 7 demon brothers + simeon, solomon, dia, & barbatos.
LUCIFER
When he heard you were going for the operation he was calm, knowing it was just something humans had to do and that you would be fine. Well, thats what he told you anyway—but secretly he did background checks on all the dentists and read up to see if there was a high mortality rate for humans.
Humours you by answering each and every dumb question you have, like why the sky is blue or how him and all his brothers look so different despite claiming they're related.
Has to remind himself that you’re currently in the clouds when you accidentally insult him by pointing out how many grey hairs he has or the size of his forehead. He just helps you into bed and hums to you until you fall asleep, deciding that just this once he’ll let you get away with the teasing.
MAMMON
Lucifer has to physically drag him back from trying to come with you when you go for the operation. He doesn’t trust any “shady dentists digging around in your mouth!” and is convinced it’ll somehow go wrong and you won’t come back. #lesson16trauma
Keeps trying to make you say stupid things so he can catch it on video, like that he’s the best and richest demon you’ve ever met. But when you really do say it with that dopey smile on your face his face turns bright red.
Since you have zero filter thanks to the anesthesia, he decides to be honest too, and whispers how much he loves you without any defensive ‘idiot’ or other ways of hiding how he really feels thrown in there. He only says it since he knows you won’t remember, but hey, it’s practice so he can spit those words out when you’re not knocked up on drugs.
LEVIATHAN
He thinks the whole thing is ridiculous, I mean how can humans be so weak that even their teeth are against them? Despite saying that, he keeps an eye on you while you’re coming down from the anesthesia, and even lets you win when you insist on playing games despite the fact you can barely stay seated on his gaming chair.
At first he was worried that under the the anesthesia you might say all your ‘real feelings’ about him; so sure that deep down you hate him and are just pretending to like him. But he gets none of that, and for once all his self-doubt is gone for a while.
He adds extra pillows and blankets to his bathtub for you to sleep in after, the cold atmosphere of his room keeping the pillows cold and soothing against your cheek.
SATAN
He’s probably the only one whose ever heard of wisdom teeth before, and he makes sure to do further research to give you foods and drinks like pineapple juice that he learned are supposed to help lessen the swelling.
Still, remedies can only do so much, so when you come back and still have some initial swelling, he holds icepacks to your cheeks for you and secretly asks Asmo to snap a pic. He can’t help that he has a soft spot for cute things, and you share a striking resemblance to a cute, chubby-cheeked-cat at the moment.
When you refuse to sleep despite being barely able to keep your eyes open—the anesthesia making you strangely stubborn—he reads to you until you fall asleep and replaces the gauze in your mouth for you when needed.
ASMODEUS
Immediately records it. He doesn’t post it anywhere of course, he’s not cruel, but those videos of you babbling and telling secrets you wouldn’t even say to a priest will be in an album on his phone when he misses you and wants to hear your laugh.
He thinks you look absolutely adorable with your face all puffed up. He even gently kisses your cheeks and calls you a chipmunk; though once the anesthesia wears off and they start aching he’ll stick to kisses on your forehead for the time being.
Since solids are too hard on you he spoon feeds you yogurt with a fruit drizzle, even tucking a napkin under your chin like a makeshift bib to protect the shirt he knows you like. Basically he treats you like you’re made of porcelain the whole time, and he’s actually a little sad when you heal up and he doesn’t get to take care of you anymore.
BEELZEBUB
When the brothers are lost on what to feed someone whose mouth is in pain, he’s the one who recommends different soft, cold foods for you. He buys yogurt, pudding, apple sauce and all kinds of fruits for smoothies.
All is well until you see him eating a piece of pizza in the kitchen and suddenly you’re sobbing because your hazy mind can’t understand why he gets to eat that when you’re stuck eating retirement-home food.
Ultimately he ends up making the biggest sacrifice by abstaining from eating any of his favourite, delicious foods, and joining you in your bland, soft diet like a parent trying to convince their toddler vegetables are tasty. It’s absolute torture, but he would do anything to make you feel comforted and happy.
BELPHEGOR
As soon as he sees you with your cheeks puffed up like a ballon he bursts out laughing. He has no problem with telling you that you look ridiculous, even taking photos which will be sent to the family groupchat later (tho he will cave and delete them if you really hate them).
He doesn’t mind how groggy the anesthesia makes you since it means you’ll nap with him, but really he stays awake, watching you to make sure you don’t accidentally swallow the cotton balls in your mouth.
Sets a picture of you as his lockscreen. You think he’s just being a dick and wants to make fun of you (its partly that), but really he thinks you look cute and wanted to keep the memory.
SIMEON
He thinks you’re just the cutest thing he's ever seen. He feels bad that you had to go through that and deal with being in pain until you fully heal, but he can’t help but love how honest and open you are thanks to the anesthesia. You say just about everything that comes to mind, and he happily listens to your ramblings for hours while fighting the urge to squish your puffed cheeks.
At some point for whatever reason you catch him with his wings out and gasp so loudly that he jumps. “You’re…an angel.” You look up at him with so much wonder in your eyes, and he can’t help but laugh. He finds your reaction adorable, right up until you suddenly burst out crying. “Mammon was right!! They did kill me!!!!”
He then has to spend the next hour consoling you and trying to reassure you that you are very much alive. Eventually you just pass out, and he lays his wings over you like a blanket as he joins you.
SOLOMON
He tries to helpful, he really does. Since you can’t eat any solids at the moment he decides to go out of his way to make you some soup! Simeon and Luke aren’t sure how it slipped past them, but before they could stop him Solomon had already fed you some.
They were preparing to say their goodbyes when you actually…liked it? And rather than spontaneously combusting, your gums actually healed?
No one knows how it happened, but it's a miracle it did. The angels are beyond relieved and Solomon is actually a little sad that it means he won’t get to take care of you longer, so he coddles you as much as he can while the anesthesia is still under effect.
DIAVOLO
When you tell him about your wisdom teeth he's fascinated. He’s never heard of that before, and asks you a million questions about them. Humans really are such a strange species, why would they grow something that can’t even fit in their mouths?
He loves you being under anesthesia. He keeps cracking dumb, unfunny jokes just to hear you giggle like he’s the funniest person in the world. You two talk for hours, and he doesn’t feel like he could ever get tired of hearing your voice.
As interesting as he finds the whole situation, he's sad you have to be in pain, so he takes the day off and has Barbatos prepare the best soft foods, cold icepacks, and fresh gauze that he replaces for you every half hour.
BARBATOS
By far the best caretaker you could ask for. You don’t have to move a muscle, hes there to pick you up once the operation is done and has the spare bedroom stocked and ready.
He wants you to heal up well, so he takes the process very seriously. He only feeds you soft foods no matter how much you beg for a burger, and even spoon feeds you some soothing soup because you refuse to eat otherwise. He lets you get away with being a little bit of a brat since you’re under the influence, and definitely not because he finds it hard to stay mad at you when your face is puffed up like a marshmallow.
What was that? You saw him pull out a polaroid camera just now? No, surely you must be seeing things. Time to change your gauze!
a/n: I had so much fun with this ask, thank you for the request! Most of the demons are confused because I imagine they don’t have wisdom teeth, just a mouth full of razor sharp fangs!
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[I’m getting supplies. This is ridiculous. You don’t explore a house. That’s not a thing. I brought supplies to get into the high desert, I brought supplies to get to the mountaintop, a fully grown man does not need supplies to explore a House.]
…huh? Oh, yea, I’ll need a new paracord, the kids used it for their closet tent… um… do I bring a life straw? There must be water down there somewhere. Better safe than sorry. Extra socks, always. Well. Almost ready.
Wait, flat and smooth? Quick question: do you see any tool marks? Any gaps or joints? Or does it all look like one solid piece of untooled stone, like it naturally formed into unnatural shapes?
It’s kinda hard to tell? It looks like old stone, if that makes sense. Dark. But, I mean, besides, wall, floor, and ceiling, there’s nothing.
Not only are there no hot-air registers, return air vents, or radiators, cast iron or other, or cooling systems condenser, reheat coils, heating convector, damper, concentrator, dilute solution, heat exchanger, absorber, evaporator, solution pump, evaporator recirculating pump, any type of ducts, whether spiral lock seam/standing rib design, double-wall duct, and Loloss TM Tee, flat oval, or round duct with perforated inner liner, insulation, and outer shell, no HVAC system at all, even a crude air distribution system--there are no windows, no water supplies…
…drains, bathtubs, urinals, sinks, drinking fountains, water heaters, or coolers, expansion tanks, pressure relief valves, flow con-trol, branch vent, downspout, soil stacks, or waste stacks, or fire protection equipment, smoke detectors, sprinklers, flow detectors, dry pipe valve, O.S. & Y. Gate valve, water motor alarm, visual annunciation devices, hose rack and hose reel whether a 2 1/2" or 1 1/2" valve, foam sys-tems, gaseous suppression systems; nor any sign of daisy-chain wiring or star wiring o1 electrical metallic tubing (EMT), , rigid con duit, wireways, bus ducts, underfloor ducts…
…a cellular floor, a raised floor, or for that matter wire of any sort, No. 36 to No. 0000 (#4/0), or electrical boxes- 3 duct junction boxes etc., etc. - or plug-in receptacles, 3-prong grounded duplex or other, pots or pans or cans, or switch plates, switches, whether swing pole, dimmer or remote, or circuit breakers or fuses, whether lead, tin, copper, silver, etc., with a voltage class from 12, 24, 125, 250, 600, 5000+, or even lights, whether electrical discharge, incan-descent, or combustion, no flame arc or gas-filled, tipless, inside frosted, decorative, general service, 10,000 watt aviation…
…pecan, southern magnolia, Colorado spruce, alpine fir, american beech, northern red oak, Canada Hemlock, red maple, sugar maple, eastern white pine, butternut hickory, shagbark hickory, american plane tree, eastern black walnut, ponderosa pine, white fir, northern catalpa, common bald cypress, american sweet gum, bur oak, California live oak, mahogany, Douglas fir, eastern cottonwood; nor any sign of a sub-foor, sheathing, drywall, any kind of insu-(lating material, polyicynene or other; sills, sill plates, sill sealer, rebar, anchor bolts, let alone footings or foundation walls…
…bricks, whether split paver or red bullnose, or wall studs, firestopping, or braces, nor evidence of floor joists, end joists, or ledgers, bridgings, girders, double plate, gable studs, ceiling joists, rafters, king posts, struts, side posts, ridge beams, collar ties, gussets, furring strips, or bed molding at least the stairs offer some detail: risers, treads, two large newel posts, one at the top and one at the bottom, capped and con-Inected with a single, curved banister supported by countless balusters) though among other things no wallpaper, veneer plaster, Baldwin locks, any sign of glass…
…whether clear, reflective, insulated, heat-resistant, switchable, tinted, bad-guy, antique; or even tin-plated steel, factory painted steel, brass; or even a single nail or (screw, whether sheet-metal, particleboard drywall, concrete, drive, aluminum, silicon bronze, solid brass, mechanically galva nized, yellow-zinc plated, stainless steel epoxy coated, black finish, Durocoat; to say nothing of the sheer absence of any. thing that might suggest a roof, whether pitched, gable, hip, lean-to, flat, sawtooth, monitor, ogee, bell, dome, helm, sloped hip-and-valley, conical, pavilion, rotunda…
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I’m reminded of diving, SCUBA. The way the world can just… yawn open beneath you. That feeling in your heart when you first realize you can’t see the bottom. The brief need for the Ego to tell the scared monkey in the back of the brain that everything is under control, it’s ok. It’s not though. Ok. Not now. Not in these halls; these endless, bare halls. So bare. I just.
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Have you heard about that book that’s supposed to drive you insane???
The first time I caught wind of Mark Z. Danielewski’s House of Leaves, I was sitting in a coffee shop with a friend. We were discussing horror novels when she brought up the supposedly sanity-shattering story, and neither of us had read it at the time.
(Good for you two I guess but that doesn’t help me)
Close to ten years passed, but the memory of her question stuck with me and led me to finally pick up a copy of my own. While my mind is disappointingly intact after a readthrough-
(Some guys get all the breaks)
-I still found it to be one of the most unsettling and unconventional haunted house stories ever written.
House of Leaves is a story in layers, each created by a different character-
{-cruising with Kris and Venus around Venice, looking for a spot to smoke a bowl, usual Tuesday afterschool stuff; Venice Beach is surrounded by all these alleys and all kinds of shady business used to go down in ‘em: drug deals, drug use, the occasional day drunk vagrant hookup. Not to disparage; Kris, Venus and I, we were the day drunk vagrants, you know? I hooked up with Venus all the damn time back then, good times, you could forget the world and lose yourself in the ecstasy of the sublime in that little sliver of paradise inbetween her thighs, even in a dingy alleyway, even reek with pot. }
(Yea man that’s how stories work now help me)
-At its core, we have The Navidson Record, a documentary about renowned photojournalist [WILL NAVIDSON], his wife girlfriend [KAREN], and their two children, moving into a new home-
(Inside Out Plot. Been done. HELP ME)
-Things take an eerie turn when Navidson discovers that his house is one quarter of an inch larger on the inside than the outside.
(MY MANS DONT DONT EVEN KNOW)
{But Kris was rolling the joint when I see this. Fucking. Book. Just sitting in the middle of the road. with a big fucking bloodstain in all the pages. Had to knock it against a wall a few times to knock the crust off and get the pages apart. Kris thought it was super cool but Venus gave me a look that felt like being separated from god so I threw it away. }
When the couple finds a new closet in their bedroom, perfectly black and utterly featureless, they start to get scared. The nightmare truly begins, however, when another door appears in their living room and leads to dark, twisting hallways filled with doors and every indication that someone or something dwells there.
(NO NO NO THERES NOTHING THERE ITS EMPTY YOU FOOLS YOU CANT GO IN THERES NOTHING NOTHING AT ALL IT WOULD BE BETTER IF THERE WAS A MINOTAUR DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE HOUSE CAST HIM OUT HE’S BEEN EXPUNGED [REDACTED] IT HAS A NEW TOY)
(CAN ANYONE FUCKING HEAR ME)
{I loved her. Everyone did. She made you feel special just by smiling at you. We all missed her}
The majority of the book is written as something like an academic paper on the Navidson Record by the blind recluse Zampanò. Me
Anyway, I'm trying this new drug called "hypercrack" I just found to see if it gets rid of the hallucinations I have of a monster removing my skin and eating my bones.
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Side note but those stilettos really bother me. How did she wear those all night. I'd be screamin and cryin, not looking for connection in an isolating age. Also handjobs are OK for some reason
