happy "everyone forgets that icarus also flew" monday. i want to throw up !
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Belle: I can't believe you assassinated the King!
Rumple: Well, 'assassinated' implies it was politically motivated. I killed him because he was a dick, so technically I murdered him
Belle: That's not better!
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Imagine…
Getting to make love to Lucifer Morningstar only once every year…
•You came down from heaven, he’d be waiting in hell.
• His whimpers and your moans would be the only sounds in the manors bedroom. The room that has gotten so used to silence whenever you’re gone, now full of your mixed presence. He’s finally able to release all his feelings for you, all his love, all his affections, all his frustrations, all his tears.
• You’d make sweet love like it would be your last time ever seeing one another. Round after round until the daylight began to break. Soft words spoken, wings fluttering, intimate feelings shared. He had been so long awaiting your voice, your kind soul, your beauty, your loyalty…just like every other year before this one. He missed you so, so much. More than you’d ever be able to comprehend.
• Then it would be time for you to go, and with the next flap of the curtains and quick flash of moonlight into the room, you’d be gone. Lucifer would then curl up in the bed, inhaling the scent of the sheets where you had last been only moments before, tears streaming down his cheeks. And on the pillow; a single angelic feather from one of your wings.
• You always left him a feather.
a/n: I came up with and wrote this at like 2:00 AM, so just enjoy l m a o
additional notes: yes, this is a bit of a teaser to my upcoming short series: Lucifer Morningstar x Angel! Reader. Stay tuned. <3
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Rachel Zeglar: I’m gonna be the first Snow White who is not going to be a damsel in distress dreaming about true love and instead she’ll learn to become a fighter and a great leader for her kingdom! No one’s ever done an independent Snow White before!
Me:
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Tim lies, probably for the last time.
He's on his way to a date with Bernard, arguing with Jason about what restaurant is the best for the kind of vibe he wants, when a group of men in white suits pull up in vans and have him cornered.
They point what looks like a Geiger counter at him, and it lights up, shrieking.
"Are you Jason Todd?" One of them asks, leveling some sort of gun at Tim.
Tim, fully aware of Barbara's eyes through CCTV and the actual Jason Todd yelling at him on his phone, hangs up the phone and fully faces the man in white.
"Yes."
There's the click of a trigger being pulled, and then the world goes dark.
On the other side of Gotham, Jason launches himself from the couch the second the line goes dead, throwing on his gear and pushing the panic button he swore he'd never have a need for.
His idiot little brother did a sacrifice play, he doesn't know to who, and he has to go get the twerp before he gets seriously hurt.
Or: Tim, to ensure he would be able to do his mission after losing his spleen without succumbing to an infection, was given a shot of Lazarus Water without him knowing it.
This means that when the Guys in White go to hunt down Jason Todd, who they are convinced is a ghost and therefore the only being in Gotham that can set off their Spook-o-meter, and Tim sets it off? They think they've got their ghost.
Tim lies and says he's Jason, because he isn't sure what these people want, but if they're prepared for Jason then they aren't prepared for him.
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Friendly reminder that Lana fucking improvised this scene (Regina sitting on Emma's desk) and what we see here is JMo's real reaction, not Emma's 😌
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