Headcanons For Simeon Being A Househusband Please

some big adhd Moods

extensive energy caused by The Hyperfixation

what is Sleep? quick naps will do if required at all 

i’ve been awake for 32 hours and yet my brain won’t let me fall asleep

am i Annoying? probably

no one likes me, including myself

feelings of hurt, rejection, abandonment featuring creeping suicidal ideation

FUCK THEM!!!!!! intense anger followed by self-loathing and regret

a daily subscription to The Mood Swings caused by seemingly insignificant incidents 

boredom 

more boredom, now the extended version in which you start considering potential regrettable life choices

my brain is A Carrousel and someone needs to unplug the power cable

chronically unorganized, chronically forgetful, chronically bored!!!

it… never… stops…

i’m Tired™

the movement never stops which means i never stop 

oh no, i forgot that

would i even be myself without The Disorder

I like to think Diavolo and the seven brothers are Devildoms version of those celebrities who everything you learn about them is not just weird but against your will.

Like if a random Devildom citizen looked up Mammon online they'd find "Top ten photos of model Mammon Avatar of Greed" but if the same demon was scrolling on the dumpster fire app of their choosing they're gonna find "TOP 420 PLACES MAMMON AVATAR OF GREED WAS FOUND HANGING BY HIS LEFT NIPPLE WHILE SOBBING AT 3:45 IN THE AFTERNOON #69 WILL SHOCK YOU!!!" followed by a dubstep remix of Beel screaming for chicken nuggets while destroying a fast food restaurant.

Damien: You have no idea what I’m capable of!

Malix: Don’t take it personally, but I feel like I’m being threatened by a cupcake.

Found this screenshot and it feels important to show

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

Erm.. just MC sheep being the big spoon.

Thanks JayBee for inspiring this wrk of art!

POV: You are Lucifer that one episode of ObeyMe!

A short essay (1?)

So, the fandom for the Seduce me game isn’t a huge one. And I haven’t been here long enough to see the popular opinions of the game. (Favorite characters, favorite pairings, general popular opinions, etc.) But still, I imagine my opinion isn’t going to be very well received. Here goes nothing.

I do not like Saero. (In the canon verse anyway. I’ve been a part of an AU where he is redeemed, and I’ve tolerated him. Granted, he gets much much worse before he gets better. So he’s certainly not my favorite still in that verse. But in the canon, Seduce me universe, I really and truly do not like him.) See under the cut for the essay on why.

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Calling a canon bisexual woman a lesbian becuase she has a female love interest or is in a wlw relationship is bisexual erasure and biphobic!!!!