#absolutely i queue

[pillowspace]

I drew this on my Nintendo 3DS <3 which <3 I will keep saying until I am finally free of device troubles <3

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

How about Tenko caught Angie's darkest secret, her Atua is Hello Kitty

[silverlining-ships]

Always lovely seeing Jasver in canon 🧡✨

Wanted to experiment with drawing some screenshots, and also a test to draw Jasper on model, and I'm so in love with how they turned out 🧡🧡🧡

[novuit]

I've been mad about them for weeks, I had to doodle them,,

[cirrus-grey]

Also this is building a house of cards and I know Celia's probably just teleporting or something but with her whole "waking up on the side of the road with no memory of how she got there" thing I'm wondering if she's getting possessed and with her mentioning a "Jack" and also this episode saying she had some things she needed to work out before she could go on a date with Sam my theory is:

Celia is possessed by the ghost of Agnes Montague, who occasionally takes control and leaves Celia with memory lapses. Agnes is using this freedom to date Jack Barnabas in the moments when she is in control. Celia has been mostly okay with this until now, but the thing she needs to "sort out" is finding someone else for Agnes to possess because Celia has her own romance to attempt now, thank you, and she doesn't want to scare Sam off with her ghostly passenger dating someone else at the same time.

[smileyobrien]

Beautiful, isn't it? STAR TREK: THE NEXT GENERATION — 1.13 "Datalore"

[heldenherzchen]

"want anything from the shop?" — "cornetto."

[polin-erospsyche]

Looking at her I feel like I understand Colin on such a deep level because yes me too dude. If I saw her looking this good I would loose all my calm, confident composure, would flip around my fake personality so fast, would attempt to outrun a horse, would beg to be let in and to know if she had been proposed to, would consider throwing myself in the Thames for the 0.2 sec I believed to have been friend zoned, would need all of 5 sec to decide that she is the face I want to wake up to every morning for the rest of my life after nearly giving her her first orgasm (she did not finish in that carriage and that’s why he was desperate for more time) and would skip on my way to announce the engagement to absolutely everyone and anyone

Just saying this is the face of woman who wars would have been fought over for

[kitten4sannie]

i was chatting with my coworkers last night and the topic of hobbies came up so ofc i just causally said “i like to write sometimes and post my stories online” and one of these mfs hits me with “oh yeah? it’s fanfiction right? smut?” which led to my other poor innocent coworker going “what’s smut? :0” HSJWH BUT HOW TF DID HE CLOCK ME LIKE THAT IM STILL IN FUCKING SHAMBLES OVER IT

[peanutbutterandsadness50]

No one:

Andy: *giving the most gut wrenching, soul-baring performance you’ve ever seen*

[tapeworrmart]

He's having fun

[occasionally-seawatt]

do NOT put this guy in pvp civ as a bow or trident he has THE WORST aim EVER 🗣️😭🥶🥶⁉️🗣️

[aceghostsarchive]

↳Please, please don't.

[satangcrush]

Hi hi hiiiii ♡♡♡

In your solomon marrige post, you mention Diavolo would WANT to elope, but couldn't because of being prince. He would be sooo pouty about it though, like, Lucifer would probably leave their meetings with a headache from Dia complaining about it. (One of Dia's homescreen lines is him saying Lucifer told him off for talking about how beautiful MC is lmao). Idk you've just put this in my mind and I cannot stop rotating him!!

Long way of saying I love your writing, have a great day!!

“Have you ever thought of getting married?” He asks you one day, face stern with curiosity.

You bark out a laugh haphazardly after the silence settles in the air for a beat too long. You’ve thought of this question a billion times but haven’t had the guts to let it play out in your head for too long.

“Why the sudden question?”

Diavolo shoves the sleeves of his shirt up, and you can’t help but stare in dry-mouthed silence. The ink splatters on his finger catch your attention, and you move to grab a tissue to wipe it for him.

“I’ve been thinking about it.” He confesses into the air, ears tinged with a red hue.

You thought the topic had been over: blinking in surprise as you smoothed the tissue over the pad of his index finger. It was a wonder how he still managed to get messy even when he was trying to be careful. You kind of want to lick the ink off.

“You have?” 

The declaration makes your stomach flip in on itself but you quickly squash it down. You know your place well enough. Though, the small thing called hope flutters in your heart.

He nods, presence commanding in a way that makes your skin tingle. You shuffle in your seat, waiting for him to add more. He tilts his head, tired eyes crinkling at the corners with that honeyed smile; you have come to recognise was meant only for you.

“In fact, Lucifer told me to talk to you.” He admits softly, forgoing the pen in his grip to wrap his hands around yours. “He said he was tired of hearing me go on about the same thing.”

“Is that why Lucifer has been in a deplorable mood lately?” You questioned, faking an air of nonchalance as you subtly pinched the skin of his finger. He wiggles the appendage, stopping your motions instead.

“Probably.” He shrugged, a little too casually for your liking.

You hummed, a coy tune you had picked up from Luke while baking with the sweet angel. A cheery ring that probably didn’t suit the situation at hand but you were nervous, placing the other hand on your heart. The prince briefly scans your face before tugging you nearer to him.

“Do you think it’s possible to avoid Barbatos for one full day?” He whispers into the crook of your neck. You could practically feel the pout against your skin. It makes you shudder.

You cross your arms behind his neck, staring at the ink splatter that has now smudged onto your own fingers. We can, the irrational part of your brain urges you to blurt out.

“I can’t answer that.” You say instead.

The unspoken answer floats in the air for a second before Diavolo smashes it with his jolly voice. You hate it in times like this.

“Right.” He pulls back to look at you, an almost imperceptible frown pulling on his face. You soften, unlocking your fingers to cup his face gently. “A prince can only dream right?”

With great effort, you curved your lips into a smile — wobbly at the edges as you continued to knead at his face.

“The future ruler of the Devildom comes with great responsibility.” You teased but his face remained stony, eyes cloudy with thought. You both know the underlying meaning of your words. “Don’t worry too much about it.”

(Don’t forget your duty to the Devildom, Diavolo repeats in his head. A mantra drilled into him ever since he could remember. He wishes for more than what he could have. 

Wasn’t a ruler supposed to be greedy?)

“I’ll work on it.” He stirs, bringing his hands up to place them over yours. You see the glint of determination sparking in his eyes. “I’ll do it for you.”

“For us.” He repeats, leaning in until the tip of your noses are barely touching.

You’re at a loss for words, only managing to nod before he closes the distance, darting his tongue out to lick at your lips. You pull back after a few seconds, his words still heavy on your mind.

“Okay.” You mumble, turning your head as he continues to place chaste kisses at the edge of your lips. “I believe in you.”

You watch as his face lights up into a smile.

“Watch me.” He pulls you in for a hug, one that knocks the breath out of you. “I love you.”

You want to say something in return but you opt for squeezing him back in tandem. 

He already knows your heart anyway.

edit - day 11 for @om-adventcalendar

[redux-iterum]

ive been rereading and thinking about tigerclaw and this scene always sticks with me. so i sketched it out.

I am gunna WEEP OH MY GOD

[kismetconstellations]

"Reading about that mission was what made me want to be a pilot. Those astronauts braved the unknown. People can accomplish incredible things if they're willing to put in the time and effort."