#hes such a sweetheart

[starch1ldz]

Spencer Reid is the type to send you essay messages every morning before you wake up. He does it every day no matter what he's doing or what part of the country/world he's in. This man is the SWEETEST ever. People portray him as like a very work oriented person and he obvs is but it's so much so that he often pushes away his partner in fics. But I think he would be so great at balancing it he's literally so smart guys. Like maybe he's not so great at people and emotions, but he's not stupid. He'd be such a good boyfriend :(

[fiendishfables]

Alternative Medicine 🦆

pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x GN! Reader

summary: 𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕒 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕣𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕒𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕕

warnings: fluff, Luci is a five star husband, suggestive themes near the end,

words: 878

a/n: this was inspired by that imagine I made a bit ago; I promised to turn it into a oneshot, so I have delivered-

You'd stormed into the bathroom, not even bothering to shut the door as you stood in-front of the mirror, a heavy sigh leaving your lips. Running your hands over your face, you sniffled. Your hands came down to grip the edges of the pristine sink quite roughly. You looked like a wreck. That seemed to be becoming more common amongst other things as the days progressed.

In short, it had been a really rough day in Hell. Those ALSO seemed to be getting more common recently. Who would've guessed, huh? Not like you were expecting sunshine, rainbows and maybe the occasional kitten, but at least a little slack from the universe would be exceptional here and there. Nope. You were getting absolutely nothing.

But in response to your bad days, certain things had started becoming more common within your own home, too. You chose to not pay much attention to it at first, but after some time it got quite hard to ignore at all.

These certain things: also known as the little rubber ducks that somehow managed to find themselves in the same room as you whenever your mood turned sour. At first, it had ultimately confused you to no end. Then, it started becoming more apparent. You would start finding little rubber ducks everywhere you looked; in the cabinets; in your dresser drawers; in your pillowcases; in the bed you and Lucifer both slept in.

It hadn't took you long to figure out that the culprit responsible for distributing the ducks around your home was the same man who you slept beside every night; the same one that reined Hell itself. The thought alone made you smile widely.

This one, you had spotted just barley peeking out from behind the shower curtain. Allowing yourself to emit a lazy sigh, you walked over to the side of the tub and precisely plucked the duck off the edge of the bath. You squinted your eyes as you closely examined said duck, looking to see what made this one different from the others; none were ever the same, you had come to notice. This one was colored the same natural yellow as all the rest, but its features almost looked familiar.

Almost like...you.

A smile would then grace your lips as you turned the duck over; on the bottom there would be a little scribbled message, Lucifers handwriting distinguishable, as you would know the handwriting of your husband apart from any other filthy sinner in this hell hole.

"ᗰᗩᗪE YOᑌᖇ ᖴᗩᐯOᖇITE ᖴOᖇ ᗪIᑎᑎEᖇ. I ᒪOᐯE YOᑌ." ~ ᒪᑌᑕI

You lifted your head, a smile now playing on your lips. Your eyes lifted in tune as well...just in time to catch the short man himself peering at you like a lost toddler from around the corner of the bathroom door. You let out a genuine laugh as he ducked out of sight with a flustered expression. Still keeping the duck cupped gently in your palms, you exited the bathroom, only to see your husband had now migrated to the kitchen, most likely in an attempt to busy himself (or at least seem like it, after you caught him watching you).

You smiled softly as you entered into his proximity, causing him to turn to face you with a dorky smile on his own lips.

"Thanks for the duck, Luci. It made my evening." You spoke softly, not wanting to startle his own good mood, as he continued looking on at you with the look a puppy might have after getting to see their owner after an extended period of time.

"Ah- no problem dear. Did you read the note on the bottom?" He asked, smiling with excitement. He may as well have been bouncing on his feet at this point; he looked close to quite literally exploding if his toothy grin stretched any further.

You chuckled and turned the duck over in your palm once more, looking at the scribbled message on the bottom of its plastic surface with a smirk.

"I did, indeed. I could never miss it. They're always my favorite part."

You grinned at him and chuckled. "So, about that dinner..."

He instantly was by your side, a knowing smirk on his face that made your heart beat a little off pace.

"I was thinking the dinner could wait until later. For now..."

He trailed off, snapping his fingers, as a bottle of expensive looking wine appeared in his clawed hands.

"I know you're having a rough day, darling. A rough week, to put it out there. I wanted to treat you to something more...exquisite. Something only you out of all the sinners in Hell gets to experience."

You raised a brow, but a curious expression twisted your face, yet it held a knowing aspect he was familiar with. You knew what he was hinting to. And boy did it arouse him.

And by any and all the Gods, you were not about to complain. Especially as he took your hand in his and hastily led you back to your shared bedroom, where more magic than just randomly appearing a wine bottle was bound to happen.

Following the next morning, its safe to say that you were very sore, but in a much better mood.~

[lovearthur]

‘Ello~ :D hope you are well and I want to say that I like reading your stuff, it’s very nice and entertaining when I’m bored at school

Anyway, um, I do have a request (I offer a side quest :3) and you can write it or not, I won’t mind it at all

Something along the lines of “Reader somehow gets lost and is stranded out in the wilderness, scared of a lot of things and nearly dies when Arthur shows up and take them back to camp”

Again, can write it, or not ._. I won’t mind it at all and respect your decision :3

𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 (𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏 𝒙 𝒈𝒏𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓)

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓡𝓔𝓐𝓓! gn!reader . arthur is taller than reader, reader is a crybaby . age gap(?) . maybe ooc arthur . gunshot mention . not proofread

vazey was an 1800s term for stupid im sure,, correct if im wrong too!!

u wouldn't go back home, not back to emerald ranch, anyway. you hated that little town with every fibre of ur being. it had no opportunity for u or that u liked, really. ur mother passed away when u were young, leaving only u and ur father. yet, he did well raising u, turning out to be quite the goody-two shoes. until he passed away a few months ago. it was always the good folk that died young. and oh, how u missed them dearly every day.

now in ur early 20s, u were keen to help out with Seamus's farm, u also knew he had some... business going on there too but you barely had any more inclination of anything more. but the other people that helped out? they were mean to u. so, so mean. they had more experience, calling u vazey every chance they got, even if u did majority of the work. every mean comment would have ur eyes glossed with tears, and u? u were a sensitive soul. a crybaby.

only now that u realised u were lost in the wilderness. and u were terrified, already spent the last savings for food but that was gone by now. u were even more terrified to ur core knowing that u were on the run from a small gang of outlaws who were known as the o'driscoll boys. they were a mean bunch. an evil bunch, even. terrorising anyone that crossed their path and this time, it was u. and u were helpless. they were no match for u.

"n-no, please! i don't want any trouble, jus' please- let me go!" u said with a shaky breath, tears running down ur cheeks as u met their gaze before u were harshly pushed to the ground. but of course, the o'driscolls were the type of men to take what they want, when they want.

"nah, yer quite the fine thing we got ahold of.. lucky fer us, 'course." he purred, his friens laughing as they stood behind him. oh, u felt powerless, the tears continuously dripping down ur face from fear and panic, ur heart was even pounding a lot more than before. u had no idea how u were getting out of this, if u were getting out of this. as u squeezed ur eyes shut preparing urself for the worst to come... but it didn't. but u immediately covered ur eyes after hearing gunshots fright in front of u. there was alot of grunting, gunshots and knives being thrown.

u finally opened ur eyes, immediately backing up till u hit a tree as u met the gaze of a burly-looking man. he had fre cts and bruises and yet, he was kind to u, even if u were still panic-striken. poor soul. u looked rough, ur eyes were sensitive from those streaming tears, ur cheeks were all red and ur hair was a mess with ur clothes being all tattered. "hey now, it's alrigh'... i ain't gonna hurt ya." he said softly, despite the roughness in his tone. he held his hand out to help u up and u hesitantly took his hand - calloused from years of hard work.

"do ya have a place where ya could go? it ain't safe bein' out in alone." he asked, he was concerned for ur safety. especially after seeing how those men treated u. "not.. really, i ran away 'cause i didn't like it there- 'nd i don't wanna go back there either." u said with ur voice laced with fear. u began to fidget with ur hands as he stood there, thinking for a moment. he was so tall, he had to be 6 foot u thought. u have never seen him before so he might be a hunter? or a traveller of sorts? and then he spoke.. "how 'bout ya come with me to a camp, jus' fer a little bit 'nd ye can decide what ye wanna do?" he asked, looking down at u with a decided look on his face. then u thought for a moment, thinking. what could possibly go wrong? u looked up to him with a nod.

next thing u know he guided u to his horse, Broody. he made sure u were okay with him touching u before he lifted u off the ground, placing u on his horse to take u back to the camp he was talking about. "what's yer name?" *he asked as he got on his horse. "y/n." u gave a quick response, feeling ur guard coming down bit by bit. "y/n... 'm arthur. arthur morgan." he replied, giving a little bow of his head before turning around to face where he was going.

"nice to meet ya, mr morgan." u say, almost like a whisper.

hi anon!! hope ur doing well nd that u liked this! this was exciting for me to do nd it was in the drafts for a long while,, u gotta love arthur morgan<3

[uselessmicrowave]

I just had a rough night could I request some comfort with Optimus and an FTM reader (it can be headcanons or a drabble it's up to you) thank you

Optimus, in his good sense of your emotions, scoops you up off of the couch in the commons, away from Miko and Jack arguing over a video game. You don't protest at all, hugging onto his servo as he holds you protectively against his chest.

"You can tell me anything. You can talk to me, if you need, my spark." the prime says comfortingly, walking into his habsuite and shutting the door behind him. "It's okay to talk to me."

"It's hard to just... explain..." you mumble, looking away as he sits down on his berth, you in hand.

"Then you don't have to." he says quietly, slowly laying down on the berth, you against his chest and cradled by his servo to not disturb you. "We can stay here as long as you need, Y/n."

And you do, you nap on his warm chassis, blanketed by gentle servos. He smiles down at you, a warm look on his faceplates. He wishes you had gone to him sooner about this. You work so hard for so many things, it's only fair you get as much rest for as much work you have.

[stoned-eren]

holy fuck i love you eren... i love you so much... <333 u are the epitome of a pretty boy... ur hair is so cute!! and your eyes are so absolutely captivating <333 you are a perfected, intricately planned painting, enveloped completely in beauty!!!

[melzzzzz]

a hug from carlos would fix me

[theodraws]

first proper post eeeeeee

what better way to start it than to post a quick sketch and lazy coloring of one of my current faves

i binge read dungeon meshi recently and i haven't been the same since

[glowsticcc]

im watching tubbos vod from today and the way he clicks and cares so much for the eggs is so precious

like man has two armor pieces to his name and theyre both fairly garbage but still his first priority is that tallulah is safe

hes on half health but if anything happens to his godchildren he will fight god himself just to protect them

[palilious]

The announcement is live! I am very excited to say that I was hired to design the new look for JC, aka Cardlin Audio! He describes his reasoning for this change best, so you can watch his announcement video here . Which was followed up by a Q&A livestream that I was on!

[youjustwaitsunshine]

Seb signing autographs! (pics sent to me anonymously <3)

[httpiastri]

DID YOU SAW PEPES IG STORIES???

hes soo pookie🥹🥹🥹

POOKIE !!!!!!!!!

had to also include the pic w his mom because 😭😭😭😭 the rbj team rlly wants to kill me huh

[syrips]

its illegal how little abdirak fanart there is

i must fix that

[the-newest-hire]

Heya, Mike! How's Abby and with her drawing? I bet Abby has continued with her drawing along with her 'ghost' friends She's adorable, tell her I say hi Also question: Are you a type of coffee person and if so: what kind? PS: *casually gives you chocolate as a gift* Okaybye-

"Uh... Hello. Abby's pretty good. I spent the last of my paycheck buying her new crayons so she's been having a blast. And yeah her imaginary friends? She talks about them often but i think it might be ways to secretly sneak in digs about me. I would be offended I'm just sort of happy she's talking even if it's just "My friend thinks you're stinky." You gotta take your wins where you can get em. And uhm thanks, I guess. I'll tell her that one of my "friends" (As she calls you guys.) said hi." "And I am a coffee person, actually. I know it's sort of stupid but I really love coffeemate. I take my coffee super sweet but still pretty dark. It's a good in-between so it's still tasty but also still tastes like coffee. If I wanted caffeine I'd just drink a rockstar or a mnt dew or whatever." "Oh uhm uh, thank you i guess. Anyway, see ya. Talk soon."

[myownparadise96]

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[poppy-metal]

now i’m thinking about it too >:((

just thinking abt hearing the jingle of eddies bracelet around his wrist when he fucks his hand for you :( whining and telling you how much he misses your cunt. how tight and wet you feel and how his hand isn't enough, isn't as good. loses my mind.

[make-me-your-animal]