Characters: Lucifer x Reader, Chuck, Sam, and Dean
Word Count: 952
A/N: This was requested by an anon! I hope you all enjoy! I love you all so much! <3 Feedback is welcomed and appreciated!
Sam and Dean watched as Lucifer and Chuck talked to each other. They thought that they would be at each other’s throats, but that wasn’t the case. It felt weird for Dean and Sam to be in the same room as the two of them. At first they were talking about nothing, but now they were talking about everything.
“Have you found your soulmate,” Chuck asked, curiosity evident in his voice. “Where are they?”
“I decided to leave [Y/N] out of this,” Lucifer muttered, letting his arm drop onto his lap. “I don’t need aunt Amara going after her to get to me, to get to you.”
“Wait, Lucifer has a soulmate,” Sam cut in, extending his gaze to Chuck.
“I’m still an angel Sam,” Lucifer noted, rolling his eyes. “All angels have soulmates.”
Okay but Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker, the golden child of the Republic, falling in love with assassin Padmé who becomes a vigilante because she thinks the Jedi aren’t doing their jobs properly? Good stuff.
Since I’m still salty about that person on twitter who seems to think that doing Inktober with…you know, actual ink would be prohibitively expensive, I made this drawing last night. Materials include a piece of cardstock that cost about $0.03 and a 0.5mm ballpoint pen (which I can’t remember how much I bought the pack for, but it probably ran me a dollar a pen). Anyway, suffice to say you can make ink drawings without breaking the bank, and I hope lots of people will this October!
I asked for drawing requests in @synchronisedscreaming chat - @idleleaves asked for something with nice hair, and @foliefolio requested some Árnasons. Unfortunately I think Rash Immunity comes with a bad hair gene in this family; at least Reynir has nice hair?
So once upon a time I drew this drawing of Fili that I thought I’d paint with watercolours because at the time it was a really good idea. Then I realized it was a bad idea and I ruined the picture THE END ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
…Anyhoo, just that one drawing of Fili I put up a few weeks or so back that I decided I’d paint. It didn’t come out how I wanted at all, altho I don’t think it’s as bad as I originally thought. The shading on his hair did NOT come out how I wanted and the colour was a lot darker then I had expected it to be. This was done rather quickly when I decided it wasn’t turning out. ( ≧Д≦)
I sorta like how the colours on his face came out, tho. But, meh. Oh, and terrible scan, too.
Zayn squirmed on the tiny couch that currently housed all his band mates in the back of the bus they were travelling in. It was a tight fit but that was mainly due to the fact that five, very dirty, kind of smelly, and definitely rowdy boys had tried to make it their permanent pig sty. But he was getting kind of tired of it. Just this morning, he had woken up with his hair in Harry’s mouth, his foot digging in Louis’ ribs, Niall squeezed in behind him and his own hand on Liam’s chest. Okay, so that last one was pretty intentional. So sue him, Liam had a nice chest. It wasn’t that he didn’t love his boys. He did. Albeit, they were forced into a band when originally they were all supposed to be solo but hey, he’s not complaining. But Zayn is beginning to get tired of it.
The novelty has worn off. He misses his family. His family. Their boisterous laughter on Sunday mornings when Zayn attempts to make an omelette. His father fondly teasing his mother about something or the other. Safaa lounging lazily after a big lunch, listening to Doniya droll on about her new boyfriend. Zayn himself snuggled on the living room couch with Walihya, snickering and giggling about Doniya’s boyfriend being a dolt.
And now he’s worked himself up into an emotional state.
He squirms yet again on the couch as he watches them all play Mario Kart and engage in downright filthy insults. This time, though, Liam notices. “Hey, you okay, babe?” he asked Zayn, brows furrowed slightly, looking every bit as endearing as a mother hen. That’s another thing with these boys. The endearments. Zayn doesn’t know when it went from “Zayn, you up for a game?” to “Babe, pass me that will ya?” But it’s not just Liam who has started using these. It’s Niall’s “Ayy, lads”, Louis’ “Fuck off, love”, and Harry’s “I’m off to bed now, my little lovebugs”. Okay, so Harry’s is pretty much out there.
I wish you would have kissed me today. I don’t care that all our friends and a bunch of our teachers were around. I don’t care that both of our moms would have known by now. I don’t care. No matter the consequences or rewards, it would have been perfect.
I wish you would have kissed me today. It’s in the past now. But there’s always tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that… and when you do decide to kiss me, just remember that there’s no better time than the present.
i just want to feel your arms around me and your lips against my own // an excerpt from a book i’ll never write #32
The new Andromeda trailer is very unrealistic of actual gameplay. Ryder has all these alien babes especially heart eyes Vetra and he bangs the chick with the 'I want to see the manager haircut' instead.
You be nice to Cora. She was told by the Pathfinder that Scott would honor her discount.