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[devorantescorda]

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Gabriel’s eyes darted up, catching sight of the mistletoe dangling above them like the punchline to a cruel joke. His lips pressed into a hard line as the eyes of the crowd bore into him, their stares equal parts amused and expectant. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, already sensing the chaos Asmodeus was about to stir up. ❝Of course, it had to be you under this bloody thing,❞ Gabriel muttered, his voice low enough that only Asmodeus could hear. The faintest twitch of a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, betraying a flicker of amusement despite himself. He shifted his weight, standing taller as he met the demon's gaze with that sharp, unyielding intensity he always carried. ❝You just can’t resist making a spectacle of things, can you?❞ he added, his tone dry as a winter wind.

But as the murmurs and chuckles of the crowd grew louder, Gabriel sighed, knowing that refusing would only give Asmodeus more ammunition to torment him later. ❝Well then,❞ he said, the smirk finally breaking through as he leaned closer, his voice dropping into a low rumble. ❝Let’s make it a show they won’t forget.❞ And before Asmodeus could offer another quip, Gabriel closed the distance between them, pressing a deliberate, lingering kiss to the demon’s lips. It wasn’t tender, nor was it rushed—it was confident, commanding, and laced with the kind of intensity that sent a hush through the room.When he pulled back, Gabriel’s smirk had sharpened into something more dangerous, his eyes glinting with a mix of triumph and defiance. ❝Satisfied?❞ he asked, raising a single brow at Asmodeus, his voice barely above a whisper but heavy with challenge.

[thecockysniper]

@lcstxsculx sent in… the lengths you would go to in order to both get and avoid attention astound me

The young, Scottish Highlands wildcat jumped, back arching and hair standing on end at the sudden appearance of the Goblin Prince. Or at least what he perceived to be a sudden appearance. This was Jareth domain, and he supposed the man had more power here.

Blue cat-slit eyes narrow on him, and he stalked over to him, coming to a stop in front of him and in a blink, a scowling young man with pointed ears stands in front of the prince with his arms crossed. “I hardly think you’re one to judge, your highness. Get bored of your latest devotee already?”

[arcanescholxr]

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Dwight carefully adjusts the mask over himself for the twelfth time before sighing and giving up. His glasses make it hard to wear the mask comfortably. The bespectacled man puts down the mask next to him and carefully puts his glasses in a case before shoving it in his coat pocket. Then he slips on the mask again.

The world was more blurry now but at least the mask rests comfortably. Besides, Dwight doesn’t plan to stick around for much longer. Showing up to the masquerade ball was more just for appearances and snacking at the dessert’s table.

When Dwight leaves the restroom and goes back to the main ball area. It’s here where he collides with someone and Dwight fumbles to the floor. He looks up to see the hand that’s offered to him before taking it. “No need to apologize, it’s okay.”

“Besides, it might be a little more my fault. I can’t see well right now.”

[bothsidesofaquestion]

🎁a leather jacket (Logan) @lcstxsculx

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“Oooh this is beautiful! I never had one of these before.” He tries it on, it fits perfectly. “I love it, Danke.” He smiles.

[lookedinfinite]

" don't be afraid. i'm a friend. " from @lcstxsculx / ethan

there's nothing but coldness to her - to her gaze, to the frozen stiffness of her posture. she sees him just fine, beyond the act, beyond the honey glazed lies. maeve ha been trained for far longer than she's been a profiler: an entire life spent learning how to spot a threat. so her laugh is more of a tiny scoff: sarcasm dripping from the sound even as she keeps it barely audible.

"oh, I think we're both fully aware that you're not, doctor robinson." she steps around him all the same, ignoring the ache of cut on side of her head - the cut local police had asked him to look at. "it's a scratch. and even if it wasn't, I'm more than happy to make the trip to a&e before we spend too much time together, don't you think?"

[siiinfully]

“That’s right. Listen to me and pretend to have an idea of what I’m talking about. I get that a lot.” (Bucky for Natasha) from @lcstxsculx

She lowered the assembly instructions and looked over at him, the mass of wooden pieces and screws separating the two of them. “So you don’t need this?” she asked, waving the papers in the air. The store offered affordable pieces of furniture and other home items, perfect for a couple who’d moved into a new place and a new city, but it came with a price: they were expected to assemble everything themselves. Somehow, they managed to put the bed and a couple of dining chairs together, but now, they were stuck on the TV console and the two bookshelves for the living room. Natasha had faced down armed terrorists, both from this world and another dimension, and she would rather go through that instead of trying to build the rest of their furniture.

[summerxmelodies]

@lcstxsculx said - you made the same mistake everyone does when it comes to me. (Jareth)

She frowned faintly, head tilting to the side slightly. “And what is that?” She hadn’t done anything, not that she was aware of. She was still trying to figure this whole situation out. She still didn’t understand how she’d managed to get herself into this mess. 

Maybe that’s what she’d done? Gotten herself mixed up in this mess?

What the hell was she going to do now? “I’m…sorry, but I’m not sure what I’ve even done.”

[crimeandadeerstalker]

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“Gone? Gone where? What are you talking about, John?” Sherlock’s eyes fly wide open, fingers digging into John’s jumper as panic seized him. Ridiculous emotion. He didn’t have all the data. Didn��t know what John was on about, but he couldn’t fathom the idea that he might lose him. His best friend and…more than that. Much more.

His eyes were slightly unfocused as he attempted to remember any recent conversations. Had John mentioned going away somewhere? But sometimes his moods took him, or he became obsessed with a case or experiment, and everything else became background noise. Or was that it? Had he driven him away with his callousness? "Whatever is going on, I'm sure we can work through it," he tried to say with a confidence he didn't feel at the moment. Relationships were not his forte, and he had only been in one once before, a beautifully bright and sharp piece of music that began and ended far too quickly.

[diiisplxced-a]

@lcstxsculx [sc]

"It's Derry. I'm kinda getting used to it."

[historiavn]

@lcstxsculx sent: stop telling me to calm down ! (Jareth for Ophelia)

“Well, it’s kinda hard to have a rational conversation with you when you’re over here freaking the fuck out.” Ophelia snaps, a frustrated huff escaping her lips.

“…I’m sorry.” She then mumbles mere moments later, her face reddening as she glances down at her feet. “I shouldn’t have snapped at you. It’s just … yeah. I’m not from here. Your world. And yep, it’s just as fucked up as it sounds.”

[hcrctic]

    *⁺ ‧͙ ˚ . *⋆  @lcstxsculx 𝑎𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑟 stephen ━━  𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔

she looked at him with curiosity, always wondering what was inside that mind of his that was so full of knowledge, which he was always so keen on letting everyone know. a small smile forms on her lips as she wraps her nude body in his satin bedsheets and stands up. ❝happy new year, doctor strange.❞ she presses her lips against his shoulder before looking up at the window he is deep in thought observing. "a penny for your thoughts?" she said, before wiggling her fingers, summoning a cup of his favorite morning drink. ❝here, you NEED this after last night's champagne extravaganza.❞

[devorantescorda]

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❝Oh we've talked.❞ He smirked wickedly as he approached the doctor. ❝And we agreed on one thing. You and the demon deserve to die now. Unfortunately for me, I got the easy target while he has all the fun killing a demon.❞ He stood toes to toes with the other man, his eyes gleaming with amusement. He sent all the images of what he was planning to do to Ethan's mind, images of torture. ❝Are you ready now?❞

[thecockysniper]

"Tell Me" (Jim) @lcstxsculx

What are you to me (check all that apply)?

[] A stranger. [] No one important. [] An ant under my boot. [] A pet. [] A toy to mess with. [] A source of entertainment. [x] Someone I would like to fuck. [x] Someone of romantic interest to me. [x] Everything

Where did I meet you? [] In a club/at a bar. [] On the streets. [] I found your lost dog and brought it back to you. (Actually, I just used that as an excuse to come up to your door.) [] I stole someone’s phone and found your contact information. [] In a graveyard. [] In your apartment, making myself at home. [] In your kitchen where you found me rifling through your fridge. [] In your bed. It was comfortable, by the way. [] That one time I was swimming in a pool of blood. [] One of your friends arranged a meeting with you. [] I don’t even care where we met. [x] You kidnapped me, made me join your weird arse cult, now i help run things, kill bitches, and suck your cock

I think you (check all that apply): [] Are a waste of molecular matter. [] Are strange, odd, and/or weird. [x] Would look good covered in blood. [] Would make a nice hood ornament. [] Would taste good with a bit of red wine. [] Are easy prey. [] Are not worth my time. [] Need to get me a pie before I shank you. [] Are obnoxious. [x] Are fun to tease/mess with/scare. [] Try too hard to gain my attention. [] Are asking for trouble. [] Are wasting my time having to fill this out for you. [] Are my worst enemy reincarnated. [] Are late.  Where’s my sandwich? [] Are one of life’s greatest mysteries. [x] Are a deadly, sexy fucker [x] Are the most intelligent man in the world

If you kissed me? [] I would smile and laugh. [] It would be a quickie. [x] It would involve tongue. [x] It would be aggressive. [] I would softly bite your lip hard, make it bleed [x] I would explore your neck and jaw. [x] Let’s hit up the bedroom. [x] You remember what happened last time? [] I’d say that’s awkward… [] I’d be shocked. [] I would slap you. [] I would push you away gently. [] I would shove you away harshly. [] We wouldn’t. [] Lol no. [] You would lose your tongue in a few seconds. [] Other (will specify).

If you were caught in an explosion, I would: [] Laugh in amusement. [] Tell you to stop being a drama queen. [x] Check to see how injured you were. [] Get upset that your blood got on my clothes. [] Steal your wallet while you’re distracted with your broken limb. [] Take your kidney while you’re passed out. [] Pick you up and hang you by the legs in a nearby tree. (To ensure you don’t get hit by a car?) [] Leave you there to die. [] There was an explosion? [x] Hunt down and kill everyone behind this, including anyone that associates with the fuckers that tried to hurt you

If I saw you right now, I would: [] Steal your kidney. [] Stab you with my knife. [] Poke you in the eye. [x] Move into your apartment to piss you off. [] Make you take my dog for a walk and hope you give her a bath as well. [] Give you a hug while I whisper death threats in your ear. [] Push you into oncoming traffic. [] Tell my boyfriend “That’s the one who gave me a black eye!” [] Yell at you. [] Do nothing. [x] Pin you to the nearest wall and kiss you

What I want from you (check all that apply): [] A good laugh at your expense. [] One of your limbs. [] To test this questionable liquid substance. [x] A kiss. [x] Sex. [x] To be my make me your bitch. [] My money back. [] To kiss my ass (figuratively). [] To kiss my ass (literally). [] To get hit by a car while I film it. [] A sandwich. [x] A conversation. [x] Your blood. [x] Your soul. [x] A date. [] To just shut up. [] To just go away. [] To give my dog a walk and a bath. [] Your wallet. [x] Use me and let me die for you

[arcanescholxr]

❛ start talking. now. ❜ (Jareth for Dwight) @lcstxsculx

𝚅𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚄𝚂 " 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 " 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂!

“It’s truth, honest!” Dwight insists, eyes wide like a deer in headlights. What a strange place he’s found himself in. Venturing through old places in search of grimoires lead him to finding one that contained a spell. Foolishly, the little witch attempted to cast it to see what its purpose was. There was a blinding light and when his vision returned, Dwight was somewhere he’s never seen before.

“I didn’t mean to intrude on your land, really!”

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[familyoftwo]

❝ God fucking damn what the hell is that Satanic monstrosity, begone thot! ❞ (Xavier Lockwood for Joseph) @lcstxsculx

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At the sudden loud voice Joseph quickly turned around. Staring at the man who had just uttered those words. "Uhm.. I'm sorry but who, or what, are you talking about?" Closing the distance between them.

"I don't think anything here is very... satanic." Looking around to try to figure out just what caused this outburst. "Whatever is wrong, is there any way I can help you?"

[lookedinfinite]

" i'm always here for you if you need me. " && " a fight doesn't change anything between us. " from @lcstxsculx / charles

she knows adoptive father worries. of course he does. there have been years of it: the sheer amount of power clearly within her, yet no sign of it coming out, all tucked away deep within her. it's rare for them to argue - teenager quiet, fine with remaining invisible, sticking out like a sore thumb in space meant for their people. (too much power in her veins to be left in a normal world, not enough of it visible to be accepted. there's no winning.) it doesn't help he's so protective - that he truly cares so much.

so maeve lets him move closer, chair shifting on the grass. lets him move her hair to behind her ear as she stays sat under tree with her book. most parents would be proud - glad even - if their fourteen year old was accepted into university. but she doesn't need to be a mind reader to feel the worry coming off of him. "I know you are." her voice is small, barely more than a whisper. "but you need to trust me too. I can handle myself, you know I'd never hurt anyone..."