#A moment

[ddejay18]

Max in Batman Beyond is Her (ignore how overly cunty she is)

[florence-pew]

To the best of your memory, what is or was the color of your mother’s eyes?

[conniemcfalcon]

Let him cope.

[dipplinduo]

Live long enough to become the villain. Rome didn't fall in a day.

[gumnut-logic]

Driving Home

Just a quick scene, prompted by something I saw on the way home from work/school.

Younger Tracys, a Scotty thoughts moment that doesn't really go anywhere.

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The traffic lights lit up his brother’s face in the darkness. Scott couldn’t help but smile at Virgil, head smushed against the passenger-side door, asleep.

His brother was at the end of his degree. Graduating after years of toil while Scott had been away in the Air Force.

Scott had made a point to get leave to be there for Virgil on his big day. Dad couldn’t make it, but hell or highwater, Scott had skipped continents to see his brother get his piece of paper.

John had been there, gaining leave from NASA training, but the two youngest were home with Grandma, so it had been a reunion of the three eldest, two of them taking out the third to celebrate.

And celebrate they did.

Until John needed to leave.

There were hugs at the airport, even a soppy tear on Virgil’s part as they separated and said goodbye to their space-destined brother.

It was just the two of them from that point on. Scott could have flown them both home, but he had opted for a road trip back to Kansas. It wasn’t really that far, and honestly, he needed some time with Virgil.

Today had been great, driving across state lines. Really just talking, sharing experiences, taking the opportunity to wind down after a hectic…everything.

Scott had the wheel, determined to let his little brother rest. And eventually, after chatterboxing about anything and everything, Virgil had slipped into a snooze just as the sun dipped below the horizon.

Scott was oddly grateful for it.

Not that he wanted silence, if anything he missed his brother’s excited voice.

It was more that…

It was a return to the norm.

They hadn’t seen each other for so long. Scott missed his brothers, all of them, but he also missed this. Just the two of them, hanging out together, being themselves, the sense of trust Virgil had in him. That knowledge that Virgil believed in Scott.

Sure, snoozing while his brother drove was far from life threatening. But it was done without thought.

It was reassuring to know that despite all his time away, Virgil still had that familiar faith in him.

The lights changed to green and Scott eased the car into the intersection, smoothly bringing it up to speed without disturbing Virgil at all. It wasn’t really required because his brother was almost impossible to wake up most of the time, but he did it for love anyway.

He really was getting corny in his old age.

He could almost hear Virgil’s chuckle at the thought.

God, he missed this.

He had buddies in the Force, yes, but his brothers…

Amber street lights strobed over Virgil’s lax features.

His brother…

Virgil snorted and shifted where he sat, his mouth drooping open and beginning to drool.

…was laughably gross.

Scott snorted, half tempted to poke Virgil awake. Thank goodness this was a hire car.

But his smile returned.

It really was good to be together again.

-o-o-o-

[katie618318]

Imagine your last words being ‘oh wow’ then getting shot in the head.. kinda embarrassing

[the-krakens-bitch]

I like to think that Nathan Foad never auditioned for the show but just walked into the wrong room at the right time and instantly got the role of Lucius

[astraystayyh]

[wingedhatchling]

I am so excited to post this to my webnovel group. They are not a cannon ship. They hate each other. I crave chaos.

But I have to wait to post it until midnight, but I secretly post it at midnight in a different timezone. But it is the timezone I am from, so I've decided it counts.

Yes, this is a crack ship of lord Tyrion and Lady Magnolia. Two characters from that web novel I keep drawing art of.

It was very unnecessary to go this hard for this shipping art. But dang it...I want to win that challenge LOL.

The one thing about The Wandering Inn is that romance is in the story, but it often isn't...written? So sometimes you have to make your OWN romance. This image represents the moment before a single kiss during a dance. I am in Volume 8 for those who see this and read the webnovel, I have heard it gets weird further into the story lol.

This was the image I made for them, but there wasn't anywhere to fit it properly into the composition of the final image. So you on tumblr can see it as a bonus.

Also shout out to friend Avi for helping me decide on a background! Avi's idea for a design was much more elegant, I had to get chaotic with it.

[edenredsword]

"see?"

Her fingertips trail down my throat. She touches me very gently, yet i can feel that she is trying very hard not to squeeze.

"can you feel me?"

I can. My ability to answer her is hindered though, as i am trying very hard not to swallow. I don't want her to know that about me.

She caresses every bump, every scar, every imperfection on my sickly, ugly skin. I can feel her touch on the bones underneath. Her skin, her icy cold skin against my very own.

"breathe, will you"

I finally do. It is as if a bolt of electricity goes down my spine, my whole body, as i suck in air her hands never let me go. I know she can feel the air passing through to my lungs and i breathe more and more, i want her to feel how alive i am. I can feel her excitement through the small amont of contact she is letting me have.

Her fingers then ride up to just under my chin, she must have explored my neck enough for now. I cant help but flush as her hands make their place on my cheeks, her fingers finding place behind my ears. Her nails digging in to my scalp, just enough. I gasp.

"you are beautiful"

For once, i believe her.

[shady-swan-jones]

That moment in episode 2!!!

[magpie-trove]

Tonight’s mood: stopped at the train tracks staring out the windshield with a thousand yard stare while Desert Song mcr plays

[soft-likethesunset]

i'm in lesbians with them

[majestativa]

What am I to do, but drink in all of you.

[biterflies]

can brian feel bad for his actions on ejm. because what if it doesnt change WHAT he believes is morally correct. it just changes whether or not he is willing to disregard his morals for something if the end is "good" enough. his morals still exist, they are just not something he is obligated to follow to get to his end goal. so on ejm if he does something against his morals even though he will 100% go through with it and not regret it because it was "justified". but will he feel bad. like if he lies on ejm will his morals twist up his metal lined chest for doing something WRONG, a slithering snake come to whisper its wrongwrongwrong before choking out on the end goal. eyes are on the prize here. a little lie cant hurt. but even though he feels justified his morals still probably stand. the method wasnt ideal but the only thing that needs to be ideal is the ending. and on that, does he still find method where he won't need to compromise whatever loose morals he still attains. does he find ways to reach his end goal without telling a lie. how are his morals. how are the mechanisms morals in general. they can recognize what they do is wrong, in some ways. they just dont C A R E anymore. and after so long of not giving a fuck whats moral and right so long as its FUN. new fresh exciting anything to break up the monotony of eternity. and on that matter after so long not bothering with it how warped is it to become. what do they cling on to what do they toss out what isnt bothered with what is normalized even if its not their typical style because the other mechs do it how far do you bother not shooting the others when they break a moral you have somehow clung to how important would it have to be to risk spending eternity alonealonealone for it