Brain: WANT WRITE

Brain: WANT WRITE

me: okay what do we write?

Brain: NO IDEA ONLY WRITE

me: i need something to write about, brain. How about the fanfic

Brain: NO

me: ooookay, something about the ocs then?

Brain: NO

me: then what?

Brain: ....WANT WRITE

Ask a number and my OCs will answer

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Quincy: I see you found some poor soul to love you.

Lilith: Go away, Adam.

Quincy: What'd you do? Bribe him? Sprinkle a little demon magic on him?

Lilith: No, I didn't.

Quincy: You must've done something.

Lilith: He decided that he loved me, what's so hard to accept?

Quincy: That you, the real you, would be able to make even a dumb fucking human want you. Unless, he doesn't know who you really are.

Lilith: I said go away.

Quincy: Ah, there it is. He still thinks you're some abused little orphan girl, doesnt he? Enjoy his love while you have it, Snake.

Eve: What has you in the downs, Brother?

Satan: Have you ever wanted to strangle one of your kids?

Eve: Goodness no! Reprimand, surely. But I could never be cruel to my children as you are yours.

Satan: Yeah yeah, Good and Merciful God I get it.

Eve: So tell me what clouds your mind to anger?

Satan: Lilith and L6 just fucking up that girls life... Do you ever feel like Fate put too much in her?

Eve: Perhaps. But we cannot interfere, Brother.

Satan: I might have to soon, Evie.

Melanie waking up on her 300th birthday and noticing she now has horns in the bathroom mirror and literally freaks out and calls her dad crying