this is allowed and I'm wheezing at what ppl put in their profiles
that looks like a condom and the fact that everyone in the notes is saying “the orb” proves that no one on this website fucks
the fuck kinda bouncy-ball ass condoms are you using
the fact that someone thinks that looks like a condom is proof that no one on this website fucks
ok y’all it’s LITERALLY taken from the “wizard pondering his orb” image
it’s an orb.
ok not to beat a dead horse but i found the ORIGINAL image and it’s cover art from a lotr themed ttrpg.
so
No it isn't that's from 1993 you fucking poseur, it's from A SPY IN ISENGARD published in 1988 I'm SICK and TIRED of you people getting it WRONG
5 reblog additions later and this post is still best summarized by "no one on this website fucks"
Okay so I already have a headcanon that Halt swears and insults people in Hibernian all the time and gets away with it but
Imagine if one day he's with the renegade rangers and he mildly swears at one of them (all in good fun)
But Prichard is there
And he says, in perfect Hibernian, "I heard that"
Reminder that they changed Halt's name to Walt in the German version.
Probably to stop sentences like 'Crowley hatte seinen Halt verloren' (Crowley had lost his grip, but Halt is the German word for grip) feeding the Cralt fandom.
My autistic brother created a new family Christmas tradition
Okay, so last year, my mom bought this Christmas moose that she lovingly named Barry
This is him
Cute, right?
Well, for whatever reason only known to my brother, he decided that he wanted to put Barry in different rooms of our house and it usually scares the shit out of whomever happens upon Barry; usually the person who finds him is the person that my brother wanted to scare.
So far, Barry has been found
On our dining room table
On my dad's side of my parents' bed
In my parents' closet
Outside their bedroom door (at 5 in the morning and scared my mother shitless)
Near the kitchen door
Near my fucking bed
At the bottom of my sister's stairwell
In our bathroom
And down the hallway
This has gone on for 9 days and it doesn't seem to show signs of stopping. Most of the time we know who gets Barry because it's always followed with a very loud "FUCKING BARRY!!!!!"
My brother is the funniest fucking person I know.
Update:
He found his way into my sister's room.
And my brother is cackling maniacally downstairs.
Holy fuck this doll is creepy
Another update:
The soft glow of the Christmas tree seems to quell his bloodlust
vote to replace the evil surveillance Elf on the Shelf with Barry the Chrismoose
Broke: Elf on the Shelf
Woke: Moose on the Loose
am i the only one who actually like really loved Wade? like i really want to see more of her in the second season.
Anonymous asked:
Hi, are you taking requests? I really like your one-shots, they really help me in learning how to write emotions. So, what about the Demon Brothers getting injured for some reason (either because Lucifer punished them, or they were attacked by some creature, got into a fight, etc.), and MC notices it, even with the Demons best attempt to hide it, and decide to take care of the injuries. At first the boys are embarrassed and reluctant to accept their help, but quickly gave up and let MC take care of them. 👉👈
obae-me answered:
Anon…this is a beautiful request. I love love love hurt/comfort, especially whump tropes like these. I will absolutely do this. 100% I will do this, no questions asked.
Although I owe you an apology because…this is another instance of mine where I take things…way too far...I should’ve known when I was almost 6000 words deep and had only briefly gone over three brothers, that I was in over my head once again…so…this is a big one…really big…well maybe not that big by fic standards, I don’t really know what the average fic holds…Anyways, enjoy!
Rest Easy. I’m Here.
Word Count: 16,038
Warnings: Blood, Broken Bones, Bruises, Vomiting, Cuts, Concussions, Injury, Medication Use. A lot of general hurt for this hurt/comfort.
(Please pay no mind to the fact that all these little picture banners are cropped slightly different sizes, consistency was never my strong suit.)
As Always, Read Safely! Please Enjoy!
“Someone get Asmo!”
“Satan, look out!”
“My lord, Mammon can’t dodge forever. He’s running out of stamina.”
“Beel, don’t be stupid! Don’t be a hero, ya idiot! Beel!”
“Belphie, take him away!”
“Levi!”
“Diavolo…we’re becoming overwhelmed, you need to leave.”
“Absolutely not.”
“You are royalty, and as such, I have to – Diavolo, move!”
“Lucifer!”
“They’ve been gone for a while…” You put down your D.D.D., placing it in your lap, a sigh coming from your chest as you stared at the front door to the House of Lamentation. How long had you waited here now, a few hours? Nearly felt like days. Every taunting tick of the clock twisted a new knot in your stomach. You knew they could take care of themselves, obviously they could. Their Deadly Sin titles weren’t just for show. There was probably very little they couldn’t handle, especially when they were all together…but…then why were they still not home? The moon might be ever-constant, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t extremely late. It was beginning to stretch into the early hours of the day now.
They all had been suddenly called to meet Diavolo, Lucifer’s phone ringing at dinner, the prince summoning them immediately. Plates half-empty, they left. Now their dinner had gone cold…and so had the House. You couldn’t help but worry. It wasn’t too often all of them were needed at once, leaving you alone in this large and quiet mansion. None of them had answered your messages either, something else that was rather uncommon. Levi surely had his phone on him at all times, and Lucifer was pretty swift in responding to you as well, and despite Mammon’s fervent denial, he always leapt at his phone whenever you messaged him. But no, nothing. Just silence…Even the nocturnal critters outside appeared to abandon you, unable to hear their nightly cries.
