Being scolded by Barbatos is even scarier than being scolded by Lucifer imo

Andrew being a stickler about the house being clean and it starts to piss Neil off so he asks Andrew about it only to discover that a lot of his foster parents only fostered him in order to have a free housekeeper and they would beat him or send him back if the house wasn't to their standards. Neil always does his best to clean up to keep Andrew from stressing out about it, but assures Andrew that he can live in his own house. He doesn't have to make his existence invisible.

I finally got a Wurmple!!!

I don't know what to name him but I love him so much,, he's so small-

imagine if agent 4 doesn't even appear in the dlc and we got all this hype and fanart for nothing

mari is in LA and if that means what i THINK it means

im gonna combust

Everytime i listen to dirty world i think about how they did that song. It was probably something like

George: bob, do you have anything we could use?

Bob: "he loves your sexy body". Idk.

George: i'm deeply in love with you

If Racles learns to cook with the Dybowski siblings, it's basically Arata's character arc but with more development. He's probably worse than Gira (at least Gira can cook for the orphanage kids in the flashback) but absolutely determined to learn, or can't cook but can taste secret ingredients in a dish just by eating it once.

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

thinking about when he's not working as a tool, he cooks together with suzume, or he ask her how to do it ;-;

Once he mastered one or some dish, maybe he'll ask suzume and gira to taste it :")

Imagine if Hannibal went to Paris instead and in the catacombs was this dude just eavesdropping in the background.

imagine you were hired for a job but on the job you were attacked by creepy lights that came out of the walls and electrocuted your friend so you ran away and then two members of the group that was just Very Publicly hired to clean up your mess walk up to you and listen to your story and one of them starts laughing at you and the other one goes "so let me get this straight. a bunch of fuckin floating lights came out of the wall, gave your boy a little static shock, and you ran?" in the most judgmental voice possible

this is the bare fucking minimum on the ground low at this point but if i'm gonna praise scissor seven for everything it's going to be for the fact also that never once do they do the thing where siblings constantly say 'sis" or 'bro" to remind you THEY ARE SIBLINGS thirteen saw her sister who she hadn't seen in i'm going to say minimum five years or better given she didn't even know she was with the flying birds, said "sister?" (because it's not like they have real functional names anyway) and then didn't say it once ever again the only other time the word sister was said was seven saying 'your sister' i'm pretty sure five years a dead mother a lifetime of hell and an arguement and not ONE "sis" thank you jesus

if my bf ever see's this I want him to know I'm mad at him (he broke up with me in my dream 😢😢)

If we get to see Jesus in S3, all I can think of is a certain Irish folk artist who would be perfect. Just saying

“Cushions and rugs, goblets and trays and half-full decanters cover every surface—all of them in a riot of colors: vermilion and umber, peacock blue and bottle green, gold and damson plum. The coverlet of a daybed is smeared with a thin golden powder, perhaps from a recent guest.”

makes my stomach churn. yeah, it could be from literally anyone - including taryn - but it makes me so anxious. what if this comes up again and it was cardan's and he really did miss jude so much he settled for taryn

Ok so this isn't my usual type of writing. i never write these guys. but i had. an idea. and I'm running with it so have some doctor!ranboo and some companion!aimsey

The whirring of the Tardis brought Ran back to reality, their grip on controls loosening. They looked around, sensing the chill of winter from outside the doors they had exited so many times before.

This time was different. This time, instead of being uncertain what was on the other side, they were uncertain who would be waiting for them.

They stepped out of those creaky police call box doors, and the dim yellow of a streetlight flooded their vision. Snow whirled around them.

"Ran," they heard someone whisper. Their heart pounded in their chest.

In front of them stood Aimsey, an old friend, a companion from the past. He looked the same as ever, the same as when they left her.

"I told you," Aimsey said, pulling Ran into a hug, "I told you we'd find each other in any universe."

Ran closed their eyes. They said nothing, but their only thought was the following:

I hope this timeline is my last. I can't bear to lose you again.

i just saw someone who tags all their posts with their full (seemingly) legal name on their tumblr... i have one fear

U ever luv multiple characters a time, wish u could be w all of them but then u realize they would hate each other cus like... It'd be dangerous for them to be in a room together😭