#colorful pillow

[pillowswardrobe]

Make Your Space Truly Yours

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[ello-meno-p]

Dining Room Great Room Los Angeles Great room - huge cottage light wood floor and beige floor great room idea with beige walls

[margot-wren]

Open Living Room Denver Mid-sized trendy open concept dark wood floor and brown floor living room photo with gray walls, a standard fireplace, a tile fireplace and no tv

[axi35]

Throw Pillow

https://www.redbubble.com/i/throw-pillow/Mountain-Landscape-by-Axi35/140599639.OHB9S?asc=u

[celestialsam]

Dining Room Great Room Los Angeles Great room - huge cottage light wood floor and beige floor great room idea with beige walls

[zephyrchama]

Do you think Satan gets mad in his dreams, too? Not often, but once in a blue moon?

It will start out as a normal night. Maybe you're tucked in together, sleeping side by side.

In the darkness his calm, neutral expression distorts into a frown. His eyebrow twitches. Then his hands, until they're wound into fists tugging at the blanket. His breathing speeds up until he's huffing.

The bed begins to tremor, leading up to a violent outburst as his horns and tail emerge. Satan's body and tail thrash about as he battles his own inner demons, letting out guttural growls of rage. The edge of a horn gets caught, tearing open his pillow. His nails dig into his palm.

At last, he flinches awake and jolts upright, covered in sweat. The horns and tail gradually begin to disappear as Satan regains his emotional control. He gulps down breath after breath of air.

"What happened?" you ask from beside him, further reassuring that everything is fine. Nothing is wrong. It was all just a bad dream.

Satan's eyes are only half-open. He stares at you, at how the moonlight filtering in from the window partially illuminates you. He falls back down, curls an arm around your elbow, and immediately starts drifting back to sleep. "Th... hmm... the pasta was a wrong shade of orange..."

[trashmancer]

Poor Gale is a bit under the weather 🤧

[z-1-wolfe]

Early days

[medicalunprofessional]

never change, man !

[illiaccrest]

Eepy

[itsdabatt]

do you think ra’s al ghul had to commission someone on etsy for the fake jason body

The resemblance is uncanny

[vintagehomecollection]

In an Irish House, 1988

[marinawoznjuksworld]

[peaceandgentletragedy]

Nightingale Floors: Floorboards designed deliberately to squeak when stepped on to deter ninjas. Said to sound like chirping birds, or in this case, Casey Junior’s Nebulous Uncle-Dad Turtles.

As a gift to @somerandomdudelmao and myself after that one comment about the little turtles watching Casey Junior clamber on and cling to his “Master/Sensei” figures and having an “Oh he means Dad” moment.

They are having the turtle pile they deserve in the pillow-fort that was demanded when they found out Uncle Tello splurged on an obscene amount of cushions and installed Floor Heating and a Heat Lamp.

[lefty-draws02]

window snuggles💞

i miss lumity so much🥲

[saltpepperbeard]

no because i'm actually going insane. like, in retrospect, it makes so much sense that ed and stede would both be glassy-eyed/crying after their first kiss, because they're both feeling so much. it's so new to them and subsequently so scary but so exciting. it has them both feeling so vulnerable but so intrigued by all the implications and future possibilities.

and then like, ed is feeling the most free and the most like himself that he has for years and years, if not his entire life. the world is his oyster in that moment. the horizon is open and endless. there's nothing but forever and his newfound love at his side. it's so much. it has him so vulnerable. it's something he thought he'd never get to have. and yet there it is, right beneath his hands, right there on the sand next to him. no more masking. no more threats of violence. no more having to hide himself away. just love.

and then stede. he's absolutely petrified that he's ruined ed, that he'd messed up horrendously like he think he has for the entirety of his life. but then he's also just experienced something that he thought he'd never get to have either. he never thought he'd get to feel actual love. he never thought his prospect of "marrying for love" could actually be something tangible. he never thought someone would look him in the eyes and say "you make me happy." and yet there all of that is, right there on the sand next to him.

so of course they're both crying. of course. they're running through the full spectrum of emotion and right back around again.

but also. WHAT.