#<--- in a totally normal manner

[reallilystuff]

andromeda with headphones and she’s a cool vampire gal 😎

of course she can! Hope you're fine with becoming a blood donor in return, anon :3 just uh, don't question the logistics of a robot vampire

it's a good day to conveniently have a vampire design of meda laying around from last years artfight

(gonna have to slow down with these so i dont flood anyones dash with our resident robo gal)

[thankstothe]

*opens the fucking door*

[panncakes]

“I thought love was war. I didn’t know it was supposed to... I didn’t know it was supposed to be peace.”

c. taylor jenkins reid

[crimeronan]

started writing the raine and eda confrontation and. it really is incredible what a Fucking Mess eda is. i'm not even doing it on purpose, like it's not part of my chapter outline. she just sees raine and immediately all thoughts, feelings, and rationality fly out the window. eda is like "i'm gonna have a calm discussion with my ex" and she plans for it and thinks about it and truly means it, like she really is as well-prepared as she could be.

and then raine shows up and eda is immediately like "lmao, omg. isn't it crazy how luz looks like she could be our daughter????"

[beans-core]

Need more content of Remus being all wolfy near the full moon — but not like a “snappy, protective, always in pain” type of wolfy. That’s amazing and angsty and I’m all for it. But also hear me out.

More of “I just growled at a cat on instinct but I’m pretty sure it was McGonagall what do I do”

“I almost just howled during a lecture because I heard something else howl from in the forest, it was so embarrassing please put me out of my misery”

“Moony wants me to pee on that tree but I absolutely will not and now I have a headache existence is hell”

“I need to chew on something like right now but my fingernails are pleading for mercy”

“The excuse for why I shook off the water like a wet dog and didn’t do a drying spell is that I forgot, okay?”

Basically, the small things that are still annoying and embarrassing, but not as bad as “I’ve got lots of deep scarring and chronic pain :(” because there’s probably more to being a werewolf than just the downright awful bits, right?

[diltonsstrangescience]

In 80-ish years of comics, I’m 100% sure that a body-swap plot has happened before. Probably several times. Here’s my take on it.

(It does occur to me that Sabrina could also be responsible for this sort of thing. Magic or science, take your pick. Science is unexplained and limitless enough in their world that it may as well be magic. Don’t tell Dilton I said that.)

[the-derelicts-crew]

🐍Welcome to The Derelict Guardians! 🐍My name is Moi and this is my Destiny Sideblog! You’ll be able to find Destiny screenshots, my Destiny Art and my Destiny Fic here!

✨Get to know me!✨

🪄I’m a Warlock main!

📝I have a huge Destiny AU with a completely different timeline and different events! (Please ask me about it, PLEASE-)

🐍I sided with Drifter!

🕐I’ve been playing since 2014!

🩵Drifter (My husband), Eris (My wife), Micah-10, Spider, Failsafe, Asher Mir, Fynch, Sloane, Sagira, Ikora and Cyrell are my favorite Destiny Characters!

🔫My favorite gun is Malfeasance! I haven’t taken it off since I got it!

🚀My favorite location is The Tangled Shore, Io and Titan! *Sobs loudly*

🌈Tags!🫶

Basic tags for screenshots! If you’re looking for a certain character, planet, season or gun, search the name!

“#environment screenshots”

“#character screenshots”

“#weapon screenshots”

“#item screenshots”

“Special menu screenshot”

I’ll be sharing tons of screenshots of my Warlock Erebus and her crew!

“#the fireteam” will be of her and her friends!

“#erebus” will be just of her!

“#casey” will be of my hunter!

“#Jane” will be of my Titan! "#erebus runs around" will be of Erebus in weird situations or exploring!

“#aneandere” will be of Erebus and her platonic partner Aneira who belongs to @Mintshii ❤️

I’ll be sharing quite a bit about my Destiny fic, so here are the tags for it!

“#destiny fic timeline”

“#destiny fic characters”

“#destiny fic details”

“#destiny fic art”

Basic art tag will be “#erebus draws”

Thanks for reading! You’re my favorite!♠️

[medicinemane]

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[jasonisaacs]

i love jason so muchhh… i know that’s incredibly obvious considering how i can’t ever shut up about him but… gosh that old man means everything to me

[fakirchan]

fakir’s eyes remind me of lily pads

[wherenightmaresroost]

a take too hot for some but i'm allowed to be grouchy about the fact that my already small social energy pool gets heavily depleted by the small but necessary exchange of banal pleasantries. this is just pingu angrily making a heart meme.

[slateir]

@coastercrushed

‘  i  didn’t  know .  i  had  no  idea  how  greedy  my  heart  really  was .  ’

DOES ANYONE EVER REALLY KNOW? It's actually nuts, the amount of things they take for granted while alive; the food, being able to come and go as they please, their family and friends. At least Mapplethorpe still has Chester, for now. But it's never fun only living in the sidelines of the living, dancing to their tune with limited visitations. (She wonders how Joey and Ellie are doing, two siblings lost to the ever-constant accidents of Crazy Fun Park. Part of her wants to see the person little Ellie grew into, the other hopes they stay as far away as humanely possible.)

"I kinda managed to forget how much we miss out on till your friends started coming. Crazy, right?" She wonders what else she's forgetting about alive. "My.. Zoe used to visit, sometimes. But she never actually came in or anything, which, probably for the best." Hopefully she'd learned from Reese's example of revisiting death sites of loved ones going fucked up and decided to spare herself the trouble. Doesn't mean it doesn't keep her up during the nights haunting, wondering what she could've said. (What they could've been.)

[passiveagreeable]

Do you ever just.

So at work today these two Asian people walk up to the counter (two carts absolutely overflowing, they proceeded to drop $520 on stuff, which isn’t necessarily super easy at a thrift store. and that’s literally the most I’ve ever seen someone spend in my time working here, I’m dead serious). They come up to the register together and stop in front of my coworker next to me. And so I say, “are you together?” Because it’s not unusual for two or three or five or whatever people to come up at the same time but have separate purchases.

But from the stricken/confused look on both they’re faces, I swear to god they thought I meant are they dating, so then in the second it takes me to make that connection I’m like rushing to clarify but then it just looks like I’m covering up my mistake.

They probably went home and were like “what’s up with that whack ass weirdo American girl immediately asking if we were dating when we approached the cash register at the store today?” 😭😭😭

[taxlecrivain]

I remember lying in bed and being so pained by my very existence. I reached forward, to claw the air like I was desperate to tear through the very fabric of reality, like I needed to ascend.

Good times.

[irojewne]

yeah were feeling normal <- listening to the mark meltzer playlist again

[wordsinhaled]

i’m so totally normal about the fact that aziraphale’s last (known) deliberate foray into the queer community was when he learned the gavotte at the fictionalized hundred guineas club (!!!) in the 1800s and now in the 2020s he’s like “grindr? what’s that?”

many are talking about his repression which is very valid… and yet the thing to me that stands out about aziraphale is that he’s actually… incredibly stable in his identity and that identity IS incredibly queer. queer by the standards of heaven AND by human standards as well

metatron describes his “de facto partnership” with crowley as “irregular.” and in fact aziraphale in his entirety is irregular. he likes and makes it his business not only to understand but to be a connoisseur of all manner of things angels aren’t supposed to even remotely care about. food. music. books. theatre. sleight of hand. and more.

it’s the sort of behavior that would’ve gotten him othered, treated as a bit odd, in heaven even if he hadn’t chosen to consort all across the earth with a literal demon. and it IS treated that way - the fact is aziraphale even as an angel has got proclivities that set him apart from the rest of the host (even after offering him the highest position in heaven, metatron still acts deeply dismissive of him… like aziraphale’s bookshop is merely a quaint little hobby of his that can be easily transferred to another custodian, and not a literal extension of who aziraphale has become, full of his tartan and unique bibles and special vintages of wine and the books arranged in a very specific way)

so. aziraphale is a queer angel but of course he’s also queer to other humans. but in such a way that… he had his realization a LONG time ago, and put the matter very much to rest after that. aziraphale is perpetually something like several centuries behind schedule. he owns an ancient computer that probably continues to run windows 98 simply because aziraphale’s decided it should. he wears the same waistcoat and coat for generations because he simply likes them precisely the way they are and sees no reason to change them. but the idea that he doesn’t know how he comes across to others - of course he does. he knows he looks like your prim and proper grandfather and he prefers it that way

aziraphale looked around at humans in the 1880s and said: ah yes. this is where i fit. and promptly ensconced himself in that queer subculture. learned the gavotte. read his austen. loved crowley from afar. aziraphale is fiercely and vibrantly queer. just with the sort of assurance of someone who lives with his lover in a commonlaw marriage for decades and then shows up at city hall for the certificate once society decides it’s ‘allowed.’ like… he hasn’t had any need to know what grindr is because aziraphale’s ‘scene’ was a century and a half ago and it defined romance for him too.

but my favorite thing about aziraphale is how much of him is about appearances versus the truth. he can lie straight to angels’ faces and sleep at night. he knows he comes off soft but he once wielded a flaming sword. he dissembles helplessness but he’s far from it and he knows precisely how it makes others treat him. and at the core of aziraphale is rigidity, inflexibility of ideas… his sense of self is stable where crowley’s is malleable, and so on, and so on

and the fact that he’s continuously fixated on trying to misguidedly do the right thing, the fact that he seeks heavenly approval and wants to fit the world into his schema of good vs evil… in no way do i think that means he isn’t one hundred percent aware of how he feels about crowley or what it means about him by angelic or human standards. i’ve seen some folks saying that aziraphale doesn’t want to like kissing crowley and like… as much as i love me some brideshead revisited/atonement flavored angst; i put forth that it’s not internalized homophobia or queer panic but simply: “i’m trying to do the right thing for both of us and you won’t let me.” and “i wanted our first kiss to be different.” he was envisioning an entirely different flavor of romance than what he got but he emma woodhoused too close to the sun

like, y’all. aziraphale in all likelihood has a glorious collection of historical queer erotica. he just has a feathery diva coat hanging in his closet, and for what. “oh, good lord” he says at crowley’s revolutionary outfit in the bastille, while eyeing him up like an entire meal. he’s so good at affected propriety, at carefully constructed stuffiness, but between the two of them aziraphale’s got to be the one who has experience

aziraphale had been physically throwing himself at crowley the entire season. he orchestrated an entire regency ball so they could touch hand to hand. he spends the entire season (well, and season 1) looking at crowley like he’s particularly coveted. he looked at crowley before the fall like he was glorious and beautiful. aziraphale’s queer and he knows it and i think that isn’t his problem, it’s the fact that he wants to build a different sort of future for the two of them but crowley’s gone and thrown a wrench in it by reminding him of everything he can finally have. like. that’s the heartbreak. it’s how dare you make this ugly? i forgive you for our first kiss being all pain and salt. it’s my dearest, i wanted to make heaven as beautiful as you deserve. as sacred and safe for us as our bookshop. and i can do that for us, because once i held a flaming sword and i still remember how the hilt felt in my hands. and now the taste of you is in my mouth.