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[hells-greatestdad]

[Escort] with Charlie and Luci?

[ ESCORT ] receiver notices the sender is starting to get sleepy so they pick them up to carry them to bed. 

"This is an intervention. We're getting you to bed and that's final."

Lucifer had wandered downstairs at the crack of 3 am to notice Charlie awake in the lobby trying to work something or another out. And normally, with her being an adult, he would be inclined to simply try and talk her into going to bed.

But the exhaustion on her part was obvious, and when she almost falls asleep standing up-- at that point he switches from talking to insisting, physically picking her up to carry her.

"I promise anything you're worried about can wait a few hours more."

[the-character-is-proud-of-you]

tango from dialtown is/would be proud of you for finishing most of your work!

-he will not be mad at/upset with you if you can't. he just wants you to be less overloaded with it!

-he will not be disappointed in you if you don't. he understands how hard it can be!

-he'll help you if you need it. no shame in a little help.

-he'll rest with you when you're done!

[solbach-colbrock]

Movie Night - Seth Borden X Reader

SUMMARY - Movie night with Seth WARNINGS - established relationship w/ Seth and reader, fluff!!! WORDS - 939 NOTES - requested by @1f0undth1sinth3trash ~*~*~*~

Nights like this were the nights you lived for. The house cold from the pouring rain outside, thunder rolling through the dark night as you gathered every blanket you could find. The door creaked and clicked shut as Seth closed it behind him.

“Food’s here!” Seth called from the entryway. You smiled, hearing his feet pad from the front door to the kitchen. The blankets were placed in a haphazard pile on the couch. The string lights around the room gave a very cozy atmosphere. At first, you made fun of Seth for wanting to get the purple ones (of course he wanted those), but you could now admit that they fit really nicely. They felt like him, and that simple fact made you like them all the more.

            Burrowing under your mountain of blankets, you found the remote for the tv and turned it on, fingers barely poking out of the sleeves of the hoodie you had stolen form him months ago to press the buttons. You scrolled through Netflix to find his favorite movie. It was his turn to choose, but you knew what he was gonna pick anyways.

            The cushion dipped next to you as Seth sat down, placing the Chinese food in your lap and the drinks and various other snacks on the coffee table in front of you. Balancing his own plate with one hand, he slotted his free arm around your waist and pressed a kiss to the side of your jaw. His hood was up, as it almost always was, and brushed against your skin as you instinctively leaned into him. 

            “How did you know what I was gonna pick?” he mumbles against your skin, pressing another kiss to your shoulder.

            “I’d like to think I know you pretty well at this point, babe,” you respond, pushing his hood back to run your fingers through his hair. “Besides, you always pick something super cheesy, and you mentioned this movie to Josh literally last week and said you wanted to rewatch it soon.”

            “Mmm. Oh, should I grab popcorn?”

            “Maybe later. Right now, I’m in desperate need of food and cuddles.”

            “Fair. Come here, baby.”

            You giggled as he pulled you closer to him, kissing him once for good measure before you started eating. He reached over to press play on the remote, officially starting your weekly movie night.

            It was a vast improvement on the days he was traveling. Whenever he was away filming a video, even if it was an ungodly hour wherever he was, he would FaceTime you on the date of your movie night so he was at least somewhat be with you. Even being able to see his face and hear his voice on those nights, it still wasn’t as nice as this. On those nights you missed him desperately, so when he was home like tonight, you made sure to hold him extra close, and extra tight. His hand drifted up the back of your shirt to glide along the skin of your back. You melted into the touch, leaning impossibly closer to him as you took another bite of your food.

            “Ooo, this is my favorite part!” He whispered into your shoulder.

            “You say that literally every time, Seth,” you said, rolling your eyes.

            “And its always my favorite part. What’s your point?”

            The weather continued to roll and pour outside as the movie continued. Seth kept interjecting with his own commentary, sometimes through mouthfuls of food or almost choking on his drink to get the words across. You loved him too much to find it annoying. At least it was fairly entertaining, and you had a tendency to remember certain parts of the movie because his comments made you laugh hard enough for the moment to stick in your brain for awhile. 

            By the time the movie was over, you had made your way into his lap, and both his hands were pressed to your skin as he held you, his lips pressing lazy kisses to your back as he got more tired and comfortable. Empty plates and packages of snacks lay discarded on the coffee table. He had stopped paying attention to the movie 20 minutes prior, opting instead to devote his attention to you. It never failed to melt your heart how affectionate he was with you. You wouldn’t trade it for the world.

            “Seth, love, the movie ended ten minutes ago,” you said softly, turning slightly to make sure he could hear you.

            “Hmm? Oh, shit, yea. We should clean up and get to bed,” he replied, finally looking up. He rubbed at his weary eyes, leaving the spot on your side where it was placed cold from the sudden lack of touch.

            “As fast as possible though. I want to get back to being held,” you smiled, brushing a lock of hair behind his hair.

            “Counterpoint: we sleep right here and deal with all this in the morning.”

            “You make a compelling argument, Borden. I’m inclined to agree.”

            You let out a yelp as he firmly wrapped his arms around you once again, pulling you and the blankets the two of you were buried under down with him. After adjusting the blankets so they properly covered the two of you, he pulled you into yet another kiss, cradling your face to pull you into him deeper and deeper until you needed to come up for air.

            “I love you so much,” he whispered, thumb making gentle passes over your cheek. His eyes scanned every feature of your face, lingering on your lips, before finally setting on your eyes.

            “I love you too.”

[icecoldmarquees]

@ladiesofhell liked for a starter!

He was shopping with his sister in the lust ring, she seemed to enjoy the style here for some reason, without looking and holding 20 items in his arms since her imps ran out of space in their own tiny hands. While walking to dump these elsewhere he bumped into someone!

"Oh! Son of a-- watch it!"

Yet when he looked at who he was talking to, his anger subsided in amazement. He stumbled upon a succubus that he recognized as none other than Verosika Mayday!

It was only a few who knew his appreciation for the pop idols, golden tunes, and symphonic melodies. Especially in her older works. He placed the clothes on the nearest rack.

"Excuse my rudeness, miss Verosika. "

[polyamorouspunk]

Punk bear (the animal) moodboard?

[boiler-city]

May I ask for Anton x reader fluff 🤭

For sure! Anton x Reader Fluff! * It was a long day for him, and one of the more tough ones at that. He ended up over doing it at work and pulled a muscle somewhere in his back. At first, he thought he was fine, but then he got home and went to grab a beer and- oh yeah. It hurt him real bad. * Luckily for him you're there. You were in the living room when you heard him grunt out in pain, you sit up from your original position on the couch. "You alright?" ... "Yeah..." He comes hobbling in a few moments later and very gingerly takes a seat next to you on the couch to join in watching whatever's on the TV. * "... What was that noise?" Another moment of silence, debating if he really wants you to worry. "I uh, I pulled a muscle at work, s'nothing serious." You sit up and turn to him. "Do you want me to rub your back? It might help." * He glances at you from the side, he was a big boy! He was tough, he didn't think that he needed help from anyone... but it was you, and he couldn't lie, it did sound kinda nice. * He scoots up a little in his seat to expose his back to you and very carefully you start massaging his back. It takes you a little bit but eventually you find the knot that's bothering him, he jumps a little when you find it, but as you start working it out he melts into your hands. * After you're done he stretches a little and with a small grin turns to you and says, "Thanks for that." To which he leans back and puts his arm up on the back of the couch. You take the chance and immediately cuddle up to him- ignoring the fact that he hasn't showered and still probably smells like sweat and a little bit of booze. * You two stay like that before eventually dozing off to sleep for the night.

[l3m0nflavoredst1mz]

Can you do my oc Katie woods she’s the sister of Jeff the killer in my AU please

She likes old fashioned stuff and cottagecore stims

Thank you

Katie Woods Stimboard

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[dollcherray]

Hehehe I’m back to torture you:3

Sooo I was scrolling and on my fyp I saw you do matchups and my silly little brain went skxlend

ERMM so I was wondering if I could get a matchup for tadc😋 (fem pref but not necessary)

Soo my names Kathryn (or Kat for short) and I’m in school for graphic design and communications — I originally wanted to go into cosmetology to become a desairologist, but I didn’t get in. I play piano, dance (hip hop, ballet, tap, and jazz), and sing. I also produce my own music.

Idk how to classify my style so I’ll say it alternates between morute, gloomy coquette, dollette, gothic, and alternative

I practice witchcraft and I’m also a Christian. I have a weird fascination with dolls and I collect them, specifically porcelain dolls. Like, it’s so bad LMAOO my friends are scared to come into my room atp!!! Literally I’m probs on someone’s rob list I have one worth $400😭🙏

I also collect vinyls. I have over $600 worth of them save me…

Some of my fave music artists are Bambi Baker, Melanie Martinez, Solya, Baby Bugs, and Mercy Necromancy. I also like a lot of rock; AC/DC, Scene Queen, Ashnikko (she’s sometimes rock), and Ennaria

My humors honestly really weird. I can laugh at bread falling but find a really good dad joke stupid and unfunny. I also tend to match the personality of the person I’m speaking to.

I took a state personality test and I’m 50% INFP and 50% INFJ. Legit confused the test and it gave me both 💀

Im diagnosed with anxiety & depression. I’ve been told I might have OCD, BPD and some sort of depersonalization/derealization disorder. I believe I could have autism or ADHD.

Idk what else to say so uhhhmmmm YEAHH ty babes!!💗

i match you with...

✧₊⁺ GANGLE

⋆.˚ Now playing: Crybaby

Congratulations, Gangle is also someone who likes to do art, you two have very creative minds, ideas and whenever you guys merge your ideas its always a blast, its beautiful, it really is!

You two are quite the duo, Gangle understands you and you probably understand her too, you both always try to merge your hobbies together as some sort of bonding, it sounds weird but, its pretty cute when you put it into paper.

Gangle and you always have each other's back whenever any of you get too anxious or overwhelmed in any way, because you both know how bad overwhelming feelings are, and she gives you her shoulder to cry on and you give her yours.

You guys hobbies are your therapy basically, and you both like knowing about each other's hobbies, while you show her your doll collection, she shows you her figures, and while you admire her collection, she adores yours.

You two just match in almost every aspect.

She likes seeing you dance, you like to see her drawing, she likes your musical taste, you like her cinematic preferences, she matches your personality and you match hers.

Not mentioning the kindness you both got in your hearts, it's so much that it might not even fit in, maybe you guys could be a little less kind with others and save some space for yourself.

how funny is that you both actually complete each other so well, you might almost be the perfect duo.

Gangle would really like you.

(but in all seriousness now you are single handedly the most fun person i've seen)

[demacianhcart]

@infinite-xerath

Flying, she needed to keep flying. How long since she had left Demacia? No idea. She needed to keep going. Shyvana could still feel the burnng sensation of petricite against her skin, and did not blame anyone but herself for them. The Black Mist... it had been so tempting, had clouded her mind with rage with so much hatred for everything and everyone in Demacia.

Honestly, she wasn´t expecting to be free again, not after betraying Jarvan´s trust like that. The eyes had been too much, the judgment of everyone that had been proven right about her true nature... so she fled. All that was left was a letter for the King saying that she was sorry and gone.

Her wings were getting tired along with her own mind as she started to succumb to exaustion, going down towards land..... And crashing in a sea of sand.

[crowdsourcedgender]

HI HELLO! may I request two coinings:

being indifferent to being feminine but wishing to transition to femininity.

having a bunch of labels that are oriented towards attraction to men and non women in a platonic and non-sexual way

[Image ID: A five stripe pride flag with dull colors. The stripes go: very dark grey, dark grey, dark greyish pink, light greyish pink, pinkish white. /End ID]

Name: Adinfeminine / Adinaric (if you prefer not to use "feminine")

Source: @mogai-angels

Adinfeminine is a label that refers to someone who is indifferent to femininity, but still wants to/is transition(ing) to femininity.

Name from ad (towards) + in(different) + feminine/aric. Colors from grey/dull colors symbolising indifference + pink for femininity (original, I know /s)

[Image ID: A five stripe pride flag with bright colors. The stripes go: dark purple, dark blue, light blue, light blueish green, light yellow. /End ID]

Name: Polypluranic

Polypluranic is a label that refers to someone who has/collects many labels related to platonic/nonsexual attraction to men & nonwomen.

The name comes from poly (many) + pl(atonic) + uranic (like the existing label, but you don't have to identify with it also).

[fakefuckbxy]

@malaeartes / one-liner

"Hey, you got a break in your classes? Let's go grab some lunch."

[orchidice]

      "" and tell me , oh conqueror of demons . . . have you been resting ? "" of course , she knows the answer already . though she is curious as to how he will reply to her , when turquoise eyes never leave his person ; just as she stands , leaning against the doorway of the balcony of the so famous inn .

   "" because if not , you know we're going to have a little chat about it , right ? ""

|| @yunarise liked for a starter ——— xiao !

[dhampiravidi]

Jas braced herself as she stood in front of the New York Institute’s gates. Her father had always told her to stay far away from Shadowhunters, because they would arrest her & sentence her to death as soon as they realized who & what she was. Now she was going undercover, joining them. Her hair was glamoured, so it wouldn’t change color. She checked her gear, all of which had been purchased from the Shadow Market (after being salvaged from dead Shadowhunters) & went in. There were plenty of people milling about. Hopefully, very few would ask her questions. She just needed some answered.

Jonathan was furious. He had been prepared to beat the truth out of the woman who had borne him, she & the sister he never knew…but Jocelyn had taken a sleeping potion. The Cup couldn’t be found in her apartment, so where could it be? His father wouldn’t be pleased. The scars from his demon whip itched on Jonathan’s back. Hopefully. Jonathan’s brother would have better luck.

@fanpandemonium

[spookyagentfmulder]

@musesofhororr liked for a sentence starter! (For Scully!)

"Scully, in your professional opinion, do you think a flesh eating virus could mutate so much that it could cause a zombie apocalypse?"

"Just curious. No reason in particular."

[omo-time]

I just came across this blog! I am curious about your head canons for Luocha?

Hi hi anon welcome~!

- good holding capabilities since he travels often

- pretty small bladder though so he does have to pee often

- not opposed to going in a bottle if he’s 100% sure nobody will find out in any way, anything less certain than 80% and he won’t do it.

- Being a travelling merchant means having to look for the bathrooms on every new planet and even having to ask locals for help.. heheh

- sometimes travel just doesn’t allow a break!

- if he has an accident alone he’ll get annoyed, in front of others he gets embarrassed and huffy and shy, preferring to flee than receive comfort (not that he would be super opposed..)