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AsylumWaiting Room of the Big Three.it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here
Sherlock bustled about the kitchen, throwing a cupboard door open and pushing aside a box of nicotine patches to retrieve two mismatched mugs. A kettle whistled plaintively in the background, like it had been trying to draw attention to itself for a while now. Setting the mugs aside, Sherlock absently pulled the kettle off the stove, poured tea into the two mugs, and carried them into the living room.
Doctor Who was sprawled over the same chair it had collapsed into last night, when it had appeared at the door muttering inanely about lost regenerations and knackered navigations systems. It made a whining noise as Sherlock tucked the shock blanket it had thrown off in the night back around its shoulders.
Supernatural was in similar straits, curled up on the floor with a throw pillow and a tattered trench coat around its shoulders and alternating between sobbing and muttering about domesticity potential.
A thudding on the stairs indicated the ruckus had finally awoke Merlin, who poked its head into the room, hair sticking up at all angels as it tied its scarf around its neck. Blinking blearily at the mess, it seemed to realize what had occurred when it picked up a discarded bow-tie from the floor, holding it between forefinger and thumb, “Is it that time already?”
“It was bad this year,” Sherlock whispered, trying not to exacerbate the already fragile fandoms under its care.
“I remember what that was like,” Merlin muttered, running a hand through its hair and pulling a cape off the nearby coat rack, “I’ll go to the store. We’re out of milk again. May as well pick up some fish fingers, custard, and salt.”
Supernatural gurgled something quietly.
“No, I won’t forget the pie.”
I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE
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Reblog if you love each character, each ship, each actor and each season equally as the other. Reblog if you just love Supernatural. Reblog if you don’t just watch for one character or ship but for the whole show.
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Where Dream Come True
“It’s ok,” she told him, holding her free hand with his. This was the only part of the trip she was nervous about. They used to fly all the time together, but lately they had been walking more. Of course it was good to get the exercise, but she had started to grow more accustomed to flying, so hopefully it wouldn’t be too bad. And they had never flown this long distance before. Usually, they only flew to places close by, within 20 minutes of where they lived. But, this trip would be a lot farther, and hopefully she wouldn’t throw up. “Yep. I’m ready whenever you are,” she answered, holding his hand and her suitcase tightly.
Lucifer nodded and have her hand an encouraging squeeze and flexed his wings for another second or so. And then, in a flurry of feathers they left the room, appearing just outside the entrance to the hotel they were staying in, startling a few pigeons. They hadn’t been noticed by anyone, which was a relief. Lucifer turned his head and beamed at her, practically radiating happiness. “I feel like a four year old, heh. I shouldn’t be this excited, I’m technically Satan.”
He couldn’t wait to get to their room. “I’ll check is in, we’ll put out stuff in our room and then we can go and explore, okay?”
In only a few seconds, they arrived outside the hotel they had booked. She didn’t feel as sick as she thought she would, but her head was still spinning. She held onto his arm for several seconds, to catch her breath and so her head would stop spinning. After a few minutes, she felt much better, and let go of his arm, giving him a reassuring smile to let him know she was ok now. She laughed. “Me too, I don’t think I was excited for this as a kid.” “Sure! That’d be great,” she added, her smile ground wider. At last, their trip had begun.
Where Dream Come True
“I’m almost done, I’ll be right down,” Victoria shouted back down the stairs. This would be probably one of the best trips of her life- or the best trip of her life. Looking back, she hadn’t been to Disneyworld since she was a kid, and didn’t remember it all that much. This would be her first proper trip to Disneyworld, and she was beyond edited for it. Even though she was an adult now, she was probably more excited then she had been for it when she was a child.
Victoria looked back at the bag on her bed, making sure she had everything. After going through the mental checklist she had in her head, she gave a quick glance around to troom to make sure she hadn’t forgotten everything. After closing her bag and picking it up, she quietly turned off the lights and shut the door.
She couldn’t stop grinning- this was going to be her first trip with Lucifer, which was exciting- but it wasn’t just anywhere, it was to Disneyworld. Walking down the stairs, she put her suitcase down and stood in front of him, still grinning. “I’m ready when you are.”
Lucifers smile grew wider when he saw her coming down the stairs, and he took his hands out of his pocket to pick up his suitcase. “I couldn’t be more ready if I tried,” he said, taking her hand in his and flexing his invisible wings. It was rare that he’d d fly this far, and unfortunately, he’d been neglecting his wings in favour of walking lately. Hopefully it wouldn’t be too tiring. “Okay, I’m flying a little further than usual, so forgive me if you throw up or something. Got your suitcase?”
“It’s ok,” she told him, holding her free hand with his. This was the only part of the trip she was nervous about. They used to fly all the time together, but lately they had been walking more. Of course it was good to get the exercise, but she had started to grow more accustomed to flying, so hopefully it wouldn’t be too bad. And they had never flown this long distance before. Usually, they only flew to places close by, within 20 minutes of where they lived. But, this trip would be a lot farther, and hopefully she wouldn’t throw up. “Yep. I’m ready whenever you are,” she answered, holding his hand and her suitcase tightly.
Where Dream Come True
Lucifer was excited.
More excited than he probably should be, considering he wasn’t a five year old child. But he couldn’t stop smiling, and in fact, there’d been a spring in his step ever since he’d planned the trip.
Of course, he was happy that he’d be visiting Disneyworld with Victoria, who wouldn’t be? But that wasn’t the main reason he was happy (and perhaps a tad nervous). No, he had big things planned, and he was determined not to mess them up.
His hands were stuffed into his pockets, and one of them nervously tightened around a small box, large enough to hold a ring. It was nerve racking and extremely exciting at the same time. He didn’t have any reason to be nervous. It would all go to plan - what was he worrying about? It’s not like she had a reason to say no.
Hopefully.
“Hey, Blondie, are you ready?” He shouted up the stairs, trying not to sound impatient. He wanted to get there as soon as possible, and waiting around for her to finish packing was boring. “I want to get there as soon as possible! But uh, no rush.”
“I’m almost done, I’ll be right down,” Victoria shouted back down the stairs. This would be probably one of the best trips of her life- or the best trip of her life. Looking back, she hadn’t been to Disneyworld since she was a kid, and didn’t remember it all that much. This would be her first proper trip to Disneyworld, and she was beyond edited for it. Even though she was an adult now, she was probably more excited then she had been for it when she was a child.
Victoria looked back at the bag on her bed, making sure she had everything. After going through the mental checklist she had in her head, she gave a quick glance around to troom to make sure she hadn’t forgotten everything. After closing her bag and picking it up, she quietly turned off the lights and shut the door.
She couldn’t stop grinning- this was going to be her first trip with Lucifer, which was exciting- but it wasn’t just anywhere, it was to Disneyworld. Walking down the stairs, she put her suitcase down and stood in front of him, still grinning. “I’m ready when you are.”
Dragon’s Breath is a very gorgeous type of opal made into many types of jewelry.
They look like gateways to other dimensions… :O
That top left one looks like it’s plotting to take over Middle Earth
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