#I adore them your honor

[liliennacht]

The sight of Lucifer offering Lilith his hand.

How could she ever say no?

To hold your hand in mine.

To be an Equal. To share ones Life with another.

How blessed I am to have meet you.

[indimiart]

and at last I see the light

and it’s like the fog has lifted

guess who escaped his tower, saw the sun again, and got to see the lanterns and a happy ending with the love of his life ✨

[beolh]

you're an angel, i'm a dog and so on... Song : I'm Your Man by Mitski

[not-so-secret-bi-badge-bunny]

ABC and Tim Minear, are you listening... because I need a Henren and BuckTommy/Tevan double date next season if you haven't done it already.

That's it, my only request (for now). K, thanks, Byyeee!!!

[choc-ice-on-wheels]

Boco and Eddie

[moonkanex]

Two boys cuddling!! I drew this as gift for a interject friend/comfort art :]

I wasn’t going for shipping but your free to interpret it that way if you want to!!

[tmncthingtosee]

Watching Checo shift to one side of the goal becomes so much funnier once we realize he knew about Max’s plan to shunt the ball off into space

[the-sunshine-dims]

M and Q are so very much

They're just so very

Your so right, their so

their so delightfully !!! and its wonderful i hold them in my little hands, they are so very much!!!

me when they are

(thinking about how easily the two of them would actually get along, how easy Malitae would find understanding Quixis, Quixis's expression through blocks and colors (and isnt that art? thinking about Malitae slowly changing Q's perception of it a little more positive, not always, but sometimes its not harmful, sometimes it can be like paint or a statue) thinking about how Q and M would fit so easily, so similar in the ways that they could find solace in one another, the isolation, though there are people- almost kind of around? sometimes its not enough, still in solitude. the loss of family, though its been so long. thinking about them and how they are so, thinking about them)

[draconicocelot]

Compilation of Luis sayings since he is the most beautiful wonderful perfect character that was neglected by Capcom skdjsk

Bonus: his sassy pose when Leon is playing the shooting gallery games

[notebook-qiu]

i’m so emotional over this ;v;

[giggly-squiggily]

I don’t know if you’re up for this hc, so if not you can just ignore this! ^^

When the Moriarty bros get a rare day off from all the crime consulting they do. They just hangout with each other… and maybe indulge in some of the childish things they used to do as kids.

There aren’t that many folks who write for Moriarty the Patriot so I was quite happy when I saw it on your fandom list! ^^

(Headcanons to Dabbles: OFFICIALLY CLOSED)

AHH THIS IS PRECIOUS! I love the brothers so much! And aww! Thank you anon! I don't often get MTP prompts and requests, so this one was a pleasant surprise! I'm glad seeing them on my fandom page brought you some happiness! I hope you like it :D

It was such a rarity for the Moriarty household to take a day off. Even rarer for all three brothers to be home to enjoy it.

Albert looked up from the pages of his novel, watching the two blonde men before him chatter on about nothing. The conversations usually involved crimes and planning, but from what he gathered, it was reminiscent. Something about lilies and warm tea and Jack’s terrible attempts at making biscuits.

“You always hid them away in various plants, brother. He’d assume I was the one who did it more often than not.” Louis recalled, unable to fight off a small smile as Willaim laughed. “I could never tell which was worse- his wrath at us wasting food or choking them down at all.”

“He never did show mercy. Say-; there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you for a while now, Louis.” The characters in Albert’s novel were slowly becoming less and less interesting the more he heard. He kept his eyes trained on the page but tuned in.

“What is it?” Louis asked, ever curious. There was a moment of silence. He dared to peek- only to find two sets of red eyes on him.

“Do you think our dear brother here is still ticklish?” William smirked, sending shivers down Albert’s back.

“I can’t recall. Perhaps we should find out?” Louis suggested, smile identical. He knew he should have just kept on reading.

“Maybe we shouldn’t. This story is getting good; I’d hate to lose my pa-Ahage!” The brunette tried to shift, but his brothers were far too quick for him. Soon he was giggling in his novel, hiding his face within the old parchment as they squeezed and pinched at his knees. “Aheahhaahha, coohohohme nohohohow gehehehntlemahahah, thihihis seems a bihihihiht muhuhuhuch!”

“Not at all. How is that book of yours Albert? You seem rather interested in that page- given I haven’t seen you take your eyes off of it for the past quarter hour.” William teased, one hand pinning his leg while the other continued to squeeze his knee.

“Do you find it boring? Or perhaps you were too busy listening in?” Louis added, forgoing pinning Albert’s legs as he gently prodded and pinched at his hip and waist. “You needn’t hide. We would have happily let you in on our conversation.”

“I wahhahahsn’t hihihihiding! Aheahhahahaa! I wahahhas juhuhuhust wahahahiting fhohohohor my mohohohoment!” He cried out, dropping his book in his lap. The words briefly confused the pair, and that was all the time Albert needed.

“Whoa- Albert!” William yelped as he was dragged over, Louis no different. Soon they were laughing just as much, their elder brother’s fingers dancing over ribs and flanks alike. “Oohoohohoh dehhehahahhhahr!”

“Aheahhahahha! Nohohoohoho, Ahahahahalbehhehert!” Louis cried out, kicking his feet and burying his face into his brother’s shoulder. “Mehehehehrcy!”

“Sorry, gents- I’m unfamiliar with the word.” Albert laughed gently, relishing in their giggle fits. “Besides, I recall all too well those dreaded scones- and how you two seemed to love hiding them away in my pockets when I wasn’t paying any mind. Let’s see how long it takes you two to remember that.”

[snekjm]

missy and malakai being bi icons together god I love me some bisexual friendship

[steveharrirngton]

S O U L M A T E S ♡

[cinsketches]

“Hold me in your arms, baby…”

I had a realization that “Put Your Head On My Shoulder” by Paul Anka sounds kinda like 98 Wolfwood. Next thing you know, I imagine him singing this to Milly in a silly voice and boom. Dancing sillies <3

(I just chose to keep this as a sketch bc polishing doesn’t usually look good to me XP)

First pose is referenced from this post

[c2-eh]

Carlos really threw ball at him, just because he scored // Acelerados via Youtube

[mnemosyne-xiv]

Sometimes I find myself slipping into a reverie that isn't mine. Daydreams and fleeting fantasies of a life we could have if we were but two ordinary individuals from our respective homes. A wish for us to stay together even as duty demands us apart. A reality that can never be hence why I don't dwell on such desires—unlike you who clings to an out-of-reach dream.

"I understand that neither of us is in any position to take an extended leave from our posts unless absolutely necessary, but..."

Your voice was softer than usual. A tad shaky even from the nerves I could hear bubbling up. So rare but so like you to worry over something that really you didn't need to worry over at all.

"I'll visit again soon," I assured with a smile that instantly relaxed you. "Your home is such a warm place, your people lovely, and the land breathtaking. There are countless memories I'd be honored to immortalize here." My gaze shifted first to the city before us and then passed to the endless expanse of water beyond the docks. "Not least of all our time together, brief as it was."

"Heh, hopefully next time you won't need to defend against an invasion," you said with a forced laugh.

I placed my hand over yours, my attention never shifting from the calm waves. "I did get to prolong my stay here to tend to the wounded so there was some good that came of it." Pushing myself to stand, I held a hand out for you to take. "Let's make the most of my last few days here starting with a tour of the city—a proper tour mind you. Not another dismissive listing of places of note like you gave when I first arrived."

It took most of my strength to pull you to your feet, your smile alone sending my heart racing. "Alright alright, you deserve that much at least," you conceded. "We'll start with the Dirigible Landing and work our way further into the city from there." Your hold on my hand tightened as you gently tugged for me to follow your lead. "Sound good?"

My smile brightened. "That sounds lovely."