𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭/𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐛

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Who is your fav demon slayer character?

definitely gyutaro! he's a huge comfort character for me!

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How do you feel about Caregiver Kallamar?

𝐎𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐒𝐇! 𝐈𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒, 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐓 𝐑𝐍!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐁𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐫

Kallamar found you abandoned in Anchordeep, and felt horrible.

You were so small, and... where were your parents?

It took him a moment, but he soon realized just how long you'd been there.

Dirt covered your tiny clothing, grease layered in strands of your hair.

He felt even more horrible as he gently scooped you up and took you back to his temple.

Obviously, his temple was huge and had many bedrooms. He went to his own and gently laid you on his bed.

He would stay next to you until you awoke, scared for your physical health.

Once you awoke, he'd softly explain everything before asking what had happened to get you there.

In a tiny voice, you explained that your parents had abandoned you.

There was a hint of guilt in his eyes as he offered to help get you cleaned up.

After you were all settled in, Kallamar gave you your own bedroom, and made it evident who you were to him.

He took care of you like you were his own child.

Of course, he had parents anxiety. Anytime you'd go to visit Shamura in Silk Cradle, (let's face it, they're your favourite of your caregivers siblings.) Kallamar would get so nervous and anxious for your return.

Any, and every, time you get back, he'll scoop you into a hug and hug you tightly for a solid five minutes. Then, he'll make his way out to the lake (I headcanon he has a lake outside of his temple, reserved only for him, and the residents of his temple) and ask all about your time with Shamura.

Leshy definitely cheers you up with flower crowns. Despite being the bishop of chaos, he loves cheering you up. Mostly because Kallamar gets annoying when he's anxious.

On your birthdays, he'll often cook for you, but he'll fail miserably. Shamura has had to put out... more than a couple fires on your birthday.

Which is why Heket cooks. Thats why its her job.

But all in all, you're definitely one of the best things to ever happen to Kallamar, not to mention the bishops as a whole.

𝐈 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲.

hey guys please remember to fucking reblog art ok? it's super fucking disheartening to put so much time and effort into a drawing to have it have a 1:10 reblog:like ratio. it doesn't hurt you and it helps the artist so much

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if you’re in your room, and you have headphones, try to listen to music, or watch YouTube. Just try to distract yourself.

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my parents are fighting

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Unpopular, but can you do a Luna x reader? Or Bellatrix?

𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞! 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡!

𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐬, 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 (?)

𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 𝐋𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞

Bellatrix loves you so much, but has the most deranged way of showing it.

While she thinks its normal, you really.. don't.

Like some sort of cat, she'll walk to you with a dead rat in between her teeth and yank your hands towards her (in a kind way, of course,) and bring her mouth to your outstretched hands to gently place the dead rat there

I personally headcanon that she makes her own clothing.

So I believe she will make your clothing for you. Even if its lively, colourful, revealing, or covering up every inch of your body, she'll make it for you!

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨, 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭, 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫. 𝐀 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬. 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

"𝐎-𝐎𝐡! 𝐌𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛!" 𝐀 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛, 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬. "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭! 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐱 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭.

𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝

Now, Luna may be a bit odd, but she loves you all the same.

She tends to pull you into random hugs, and won't say anything

She'll pull you into a hug, stand there for just a moment, before giving you a kiss on the cheek and walking to class.

She spends a lot of time reading atop of tree branches.

You find her there most often.

𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫. '𝐀 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧', 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤. 𝐀 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐩 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫-𝐬𝐨-𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮, "𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫! 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?" 𝐋𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 '𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫' 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲. 𝐍𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞. "𝐎𝐡! 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?" 𝐀𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, "𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫." 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.