#oops i tripped

[devilbring]

“...heard through the grapevine that you were the one who had to deal with the portrait we fucked up.” He pauses. “...thanks.”

( It’s awkward, but hey, that’s the only way he can think to start the conversation, @nascentchaos​. )

[et-in-arkadia]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

“That’s it, dearest,” says Aziraphale, bending low to kiss him as he rocks forward. “Oh, I could stay inside of you for days and days.”

He really could, Crowley is beginning to understand. Crowley is mentally clearing his schedule for the week so that they might proceed with such a plan sooner rather than later. He tries to vocalize this with some degree of coolness.

“I’m available,” he says, promptly failing.

[parasocialrelationshipsrmything]

[arcticchar106]

Making playlists for my characters instead of refs oops

[valsharesses]

✖ ———— What does she have to lose? There’s a reason the Valsharess asked Kachina to pay her a visit. Standing in front of her desk, maskless, she looks at the other, lips twisted into a frown.

“Your Lunacy wanted to play a game, jalil. And I am still waiting.”

( She hopes Lunacy is listening, @mxonkxss​. She knows her value as an ally. )

[feraliix]

Any character: has an overbite / underbite / crooked teeth / lips that cant close / always parted lips / buck teeth / gaps in teeth / etc

Me:

[shieldandcrown]

Deals With A Devil

Regis had been following the young man for sometime, hidden in dust storms and the shape of great horned owls, and a few times with the face of a stranger in a saloon.

Waiting for just the right time. Just the right level of desperation for the man to need something.

He wasn’t suddenly beside Luche, it was mysterious more than abrupt. As if he’d been sitting there all along, and had just been noticed all at once. He smiled at him, dressed in fine clothes, with golden cufflinks and a trenchcoat that seemed both fine and very worn, dusty, well traveled. And on his right hand was a glove, black leather and fine.

One that he never took off.

“Luche Lazarus, aren’t you?” he asked, with a smile and a voice smoother than smoke. “I’ve heard you could use a little help.”

@battlexfodder 

[latchedx-blog]

anklebitxrs

                          It's stupid to have to feel like you've got to impress a ten year old, or whatever, but May's felt like she's had to do just that. Sure, she's stuck to her high-waisted jeans and an old band tee tucked in with flannel to top it off, but her hair is curled to perfection and makeup simplistic and fine. See, sounds stupid, but she really wants this to go well. Her knee bounces while Ben drives. She's so excited, and nervous, she might vomit. "You got any better music than this?" She teases, trying to take her mind off herself.