#such a cute ship

[swaggyredkoala]

STFU and take the Jongyle

Argyle lit a blunt, he lay down and hung his head over the end of the bed, letting his hair collect on the floor, as he mellowed out alongside Jonathan, who was lying next to Argyle on his stomach propping himself up with his elbows, taking the occasional puff of the cigarette, a chilled out smile on his face

 Argyle felt his face burn hot when he looked at Jonathans small, drug induced smile, for some reason, he couldn't tear his eyes away from Jonathans lips, something about them seemed so enticing...Argyles hair hid his burning cheeks as he sat up, but he couldn't stop himself from staring, no matter how he tried, his eyes were always drawn back to Jonathans face, his cheeks were red as he gently cupped Jons face in his hand, Jonathan also beginning to blush as he felt Argyles hand on his cheek, looked up into his eyes

“...Argyle...? Whats wrong-?” Jonathan asked, smoke escaping his lips, but Argyle was fixated on his face, there  was just...something so...tempting about Jonathans lips, they looked so soft, like a kiss from them would feel like an angels, after a few seconds of staring blankly in fascination, Argyle pulled Jonathans face close, the kiss was everything he hoped...It was like magic... After a few short moments, Argyle gently let go of Jonathans face, which was now red as he tried to figure out what exactly just happened through his flustered panic, did...did Argyle...really just...kiss him-? And...Did it feel...Good...?

[sklaastrn]

thinking of writing a rosekiller oneshot

[ballercollective]

WAHHHHHHHH FYRE SAVE ME FYRE SAVE ME FYRE SAVE ME

[allsparkheart]

I need to make Transmutate/Rampage art stat

[goatsrulez]

[ferretteeth]

Pigeon attempts to court falcon

[peaceandlove26]

on second thought, i’d rather hang around

[y0url0verb0y]

There is a serious lack in good kenjorine fics or just kenjorine fics in general and I'm very upset about it 😭😭.

Unless I'm js not looking hard enough-

[raintides]

two guys with extremely particular dietary needs

[wuntrum]

february's postcard 💌

[0poolesketch]

Huggaddiction

[sango-blep]

The Isobel / Aylin epilogue in my heart

[mintaikcorpse]

EVERYONE SHUT UP IF YOU LISTEN CLOSLEY ALASTOR BLEATS LIKE A FAWN

[greykolla-art]

Don’t know if I ship it, but I do want them to have as many scenes together as possible…

[auteurdefeu]

Lucifer throws rubber ducks at Alastor to shut him up.

It actually worked for the first few times too, because it was so random that it caught him off guard, as very few things do. With his large collection and how very few of his creations he was actually proud of, Lucifer had a lot of ammunition. He wasn’t about to embarrass himself by scrambling to get them back afterwards, but he did wonder what happened to them. Incinerated, he would guess.

But no, Alastor likes entertainment, and after he got over the fact the literal King of Hell’s best line of defense was rubber ducks, he was very entertained by the little things. There was a growing collection in his radio tower, and he had learned quickly that there was more to them than met the eye. He’d been quite displeased when one had left his coat singed from spitting fire, but despite all their tricks, none were particularly harmful.

Alastor hadn’t been sure where these ducks were coming from, but after plucking one off the floor that had a remarkable resemblance to the Radio Demon himself, he was beginning to suspect they weren’t exactly off the shelf. And wasn’t that a thought, the devil himself spending hours meticulously crafting toys. Even more so interesting that he spent some of that time making one of a demon he hated so much. But he keeps them all the same.

Chucking them at Alastor’s head becomes a whole lot less effective at getting him to shut the fuck up after a while. That didn’t stop Lucifer from wanting to throw things at him, and it wasn’t destructive to the hotel in the process. Probably not a bad thing, to be clearing out his room of so many ducks. And if a certain gothic tower is now full of them instead, well… who’s to say.

*quack quack* I’m losing my mind, can you tell

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The indescribable tension between an overworked and underpaid smut writer, and his biggest fan hater.

(for @frummpets)