#i know it's short

[lxkeee]

I almost forgot valentines day is tomorrow (for me) so I quickly whipped a short fic of Lucifer. I hope you guys will like it 🤭 😇

[tonberry-yoda]

Aaa hello! I'm here again for my spam requesting bc I Am so excited, likeeee, this will be amazing, omg 🖤😭

Could I please request Abbacchio with a S/O that as a surprise organizes for him a gateway weekend to lots of goth places and concerts to like destress him for all that's going on? Thank you sm sm oh my God😭🖤

Taking Abbacchio on Goth Trips

notes - AHHH HI <333 I love your spam requests, they are all amazing and I cannot wait to get to them eventually!! <333 And this idea is SO CUTE because I've been SUPER goth lately, so this is everything to me :) I hope you have an amazing day and enjoy the headcanons <333

god, he's so pretty

abbacchio never catches a break

so you decided to make him

by buying tickets places because he couldn't deny you at that point

he was pouty at first, but when you told him where you guys were going, he nearly lost it

like omg imagine him going to see the cure!!! he would love it sm

i think as a self care day, you two would take a nice bath at like a really fun dark hotel and then get all dressed up for the rest of the day

he would love if you wash his hair tee hee

and then you guys would go shopping and just enjoy buying some amazing new clothes

taking a break felt really nice for him and he loved everything you guys did

like he really doesnt want it to end

but when it does, he has a lot of new clothes and a new smile on his face

and less tires looking pissy eyes lol

he is super thankful to you and is somehow even more happy to come home to you after the trip <3

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[somethinsw3ird]

Reading at a party

Designs based off of my most recent post.

[coneheda]

How about 55?

55. “Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?”

Clarke blinks once. Then again. But the scene in front of her doesn’t change. Her eyes drift from the blanket covered in a spread of assorted crackers and cheeses, chocolate covered fruit as well as her favorite cookies to the girl standing next to it looking anything but the usual sure and confident person Clarke has come to know her to be. 

“Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars?” She asks as if someone is going to pop out and say ‘gotcha’

“Um, yes?”

“Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?” Clarke laughs and is only semi kidding when she asks. When Lexa told her to meet her at the beach Clarke assumed they were going to go to the boardwalk. Hell, skinny dipping would have been less surprising than this! This coming from the girl who probably came out of the womb riding a motorcycle, covered in tattoos and with a permanent smirk on her face. Not that any of that means she can’t be romantic, but that’s just not what Clarke would expect when it came to Lexa. Especially given that when Lexa asked her out, Clarke wasn’t even sure it was a date at first. 

“Is this not okay?” Lexa asks hesitantly.

“What?” Clarke shakes her head, ridding herself of the image she had made of the girl in front of her and clearing room for the real one. “No, of course it is. It’s more than okay.” She says taking Lexas hand and guiding them down to the blanket. “It’s perfect” She offers Lexa a caramel and chocolate covered apple slice and smothers her smile into Lexa’s shoulder at the dopey grin she gets in thanks. 

It’s more than perfect. The sky is clear and Clarke learns that Lexa has a vast array of astronomy knowledge when she points out different constellations and tells their origin stories as they lay next to each other with full stomachs and fingers linked. 

And if they end up with sand in places it doesn’t belong? Clarke wasn’t too far off with her idea of how the date would go. The water washes it away and drowns out their… laughter ;D

[oatmeal-stans-the-trash-rat]

Friends: An Original Poem

I love 

-with all my heart

You cry

-with all your soul

Friends to the end

It seems

What a wonderful way to go

[sophieswundergarten]

More Moocho Musings :)

I imagine that he always wanted to be a circus strongman. He didn't discover his love for baking until he was an adult. When he was a tiny little child he went up to his mom and told her emphatically that he was going to become the strongest man ever. She smiled indulgently at him and gave him a cookie.

When he was in junior high/high school he discovered wrestling, and it immediately became his favourite thing. His family supported him the whole way through and came to every match, and he became fantastic at it.

Eventually, he quit competitive wrestling, but by that time he had found a circus that would hire him to take care of the animals. He didn't mind one bit, and all of the animals adored him. He could walk right into the lion's and tiger's enclosures and they'd purr for him. After he finished his daily work he'd go and train with the strongmen who were employed by the circus.

After a while, he was able to hold his own against them, and the senior strongman began to feel he wanted to retire. So, he went to the current ringmaster (Who he had known since the circus started) and told him all about how wonderful Moocho was. And that was how Moocho got started as a strongman.

[softquietsteadylove]

It has 3 parts so please bear with me, tysmia!!!

The Heiress sent some people to turn Thena down for a warning. But what about her having an argument with Thena now? The heiress wants to know what's their real relationship but Thena remained silent about it, she doesn't want the heiress to get the satisfaction of knowing it, she wants her to die out of the curiosity.

Thena was clearly winning this argument but not until...the heiress announced that she and Gil were getting married.

"Little Heiress," Thena greeted, and none too pleasantly, either.

"I have a name."

"I am aware." The Ice Queen was quite aware of every detail surrounding the little heiress, of course. She had done her research. She knew her family's business, she knew their methods, everyone's names and listed addresses--she knew their birthdays. "Are we on a first name business after your little stunt?"

But the young lady barely batted an eyelash. Rather, she fluttered them in a show of coquettishness. "I don't know what you could mean, Miss Thena."

"That's Ice Queen, as far as you are concerned." She kept her voice level, arms folded and lace securely around her shoulders. She had declined to sit, as the heiress had invited her to in front of her desk. "We have business decorum here as well, dear. I suggest you learn the rules before you seek to break them so ambitiously."

Point: Ice Queen

"What is your connection to Gilgamesh?"

Thena bristled, and the girl could see it. She narrowed her eyes at her, "would you like to rephrase your question?"

But the girl leaned forward in her chair. "Not particularly. I asked what your relationship with the Tyrant King is."

"None of your concern, certainly," Thena shot back calmly--easily. The little heiress frowned, sitting back in her chair with a scowl. Yes, that was it; she could wonder all she liked. Everyone could, as far as Thena was concerned. "Business is business."

"Is that what I interrupted?" she leaned forward again, even standing to come closer to Thena's eye level, "a...business meeting?"

Point: Little Heiress

Thena refused her the satisfaction of seeing her squirm again. She held her chin high. "I thought you had no recollection of any such incident?"

Point: Ice Queen

"Or should I find it in my resources to retaliate," she took just a step forward, perhaps a little eager to intimidate the young businesswoman.

"No, Ice Queen," the young woman offered a syrupy sweet smile. "I won't interrupt any of your dates--ah! I mean, of course, meetings, ever again."

Point: Little Heiress

Thena stepped back again, keeping her arms crossed (so her hand wouldn't wander to the knife at her thigh). "I recommend you stay out of any business to which you are not invited, my dear. We have been running this town for a long time, you see. You did hear what happened to Kro?"

Everyone had. It was common knowledge that her singular date for that event had soon met the end of his life, between the hands of the Ice Queen and the Tyrant King himself.

It was the night on which Gilgamesh was supposed to offer a proper date to the little heiress after the premature end to their first meeting. But she had run out on him that time. Thena had certainly thought that would be the end of it at the time.

"Yes," the girl conceded. "And I hear that you were not seen in your end of town for weeks afterward."

"Business requires travel, does it not?" Thena turned, happy to speak with her back to her host. "Perhaps you are long for Korea yourself?"

"Well," she could hear the smile in the little heiress' voice, "speaking of Korea. I will be going back soon."

Not soon enough.

"With Gilgamesh."

Just the faintest hitch in a breath--the slight falter in a step.

Point: Little Heiress. Checkmate.

"We'll be getting married there."

[junebug-the]

Another day, another piece!

This time featuring @poptartportfolio's Meowdrey, in a brief, small scene after her 'Halo: Eclipse' story.

Rescue; Recovery — A short story of half of a rescue squad sent into Prophetic Dawn as a last ditch effort, now safe in space after escaping hell, and the sole survivor they could find.

[miniaturecatmentality]

guys I just found the greatest video on the internet

[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

[zytes]

this manatee looks like it’s in a skyrim loading screen

[layzeal]

i figured it out

[sing-you-fools]

me: this is a background character who's in one scene, has two lines, and is completely irrelevant to the rest of the story. i am going to stop obsessing over what to name him and use the random name generator on behindthename.com. i am going to accept the first thing it gives me and move the fuck on.

behindthename.com:

[gin-juice-tonic]

remembering one of the times i was getting evaluated by a therapist to determine if i was "really trans" or not or whatever and he was like "so if you transitioned to male, how would you dress differently?"

and i was like "i.. dont know. I wouldnt?"

and he looked at me blankly and wrote something down and said "really? you wouldnt wear anything more masculine?"

and i realized i'd given the wrong answer so I just said "I would... wear... suits?"

and he smiled and wrote something else down like "ah! yes"

[katsinspats]

Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!

I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished

[cocomuffy]

Dick: So you like, were in that Lazarus pit...

Jason: Yes?

Dick: And it like... healed you of everything and... it made you brand new and-

Jason: Get to the point..?

Dick: How do you STILL HAVE KNEE SCARS?!

Jason: What do you mean?

Jason's knee scars from the Boy-Robin Boy-Shorts™:

Jason: HOW ARE THEY STILL THERE?!

Dick: AND WHY DO I HAVE THE SAME ONES?

Jason: We have to talk to Tim and Damian. This might be a Robin thing..

*they do so*

Tim: Oh, those? Yeah, you guys have had those since you were little. They're from the lack of pants.

Dick: How do you-

Tim, maniacally: I have so many videos of you all falling flat on your faces and scraping your knees...