#Horse Screams

[shirecorn]

Do you crave violence?

Give me the Violence | Give me Peace

[delicate-sketch]

Save me Cowboy Will Solace Save me

[aviul]

fish horse

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Let the revenge games begin.

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[andy-clutterbuck]

The Ones Who Live | 1x03 - Bye

[countessrivers]

No, but the fact that River could recognise his mother's drawings in Les Arbes.

The fact that he must of spent years as he grew up staring at and memorising and obsessing over that handful of letters and cards, the only things she'd sent or left him with before even that stopped, enough to recognise them on the wall of a strange, random manor house in France

[tatekane]

These two have awesome twitter banter lol (btw Joel has mentioned he watched Bdubs and other hermits to improve his building skills so this is kinda cute lol)

must not forget the "height fight" they had on twitter

[vertigoartgore]

1993's Aliens: Salvation one-shot cover by artist Mike Mignola.

[barghest-land]

таится чудо в любом пустяке я раньше не видел такого тумана здесь даже деревья растут как-то странно и птицы поют на чужом языке

[airenfolio]

Early Mornings

[bitchthefuck1]

At this point I'm just assuming that every person who uses public transit in London has been shoved out of the way by an MI5 agent shouting "MOVE MOVE MOVE" at least once in their lives. it's like jury duty, everybody gets a turn

[tvmusiclife]

ALEX MORGAN RETIREMENT ON A RANDOM THURSDAY MORNING CHECK ON YOUR WOSO FRIENDS WE ARE NOT WELL

[eltonjohndenver]

ok i know im delusional and therefore biased but the line delivery when River has the grenade in is hood and is begging louisa to leave him is so fucking good like the DESPERATION the pleading in his voice because he has already resigned himself to his fate but cant let lousia die too and he just needs her to let him die but SHES NOT GOING TO

[askfordoodles]

Ok, but what's funny about the Veilguard's little book club is that while Emmrich's always rolling his eyes at the gauche horror novel plotlines with descriptions of walls that cry blood, possessed suits or armor and 'goodness gracious that's not how spirits and hauntings work' etc, you just KNOW he was secretly taking notes in the back of his mind...

juuuust in case he ever needs to psychologically scar someone, say for instance a notorious Minrathous scammer, who messed with the wrong mage >:)

[kingkatsuki]

More fic ideas that I have absolutely no intention of writing.

Knight Bakugou who’s positioned to guard you. The King wants the best to protect his Princess, and Bakugou is the best. Besides, it’s not like the man had a choice, he doesn’t want to lose his job— or his life.

You hate to admit that Bakugou is good at his job, much better than the men that had tried to guard you before. Making it difficult for you to sneak out into the gardens in the evening to watch the stars, or to sneak into town for the weekend festivities.

You should hate him for ruining the routine you’d managed to work yourself into over the years, for stealing away the freedom that you’d rewarded yourself when no one else would offer you the same luxury. But somehow you can’t force yourself to dislike him, there’s something behind his cold and brash personality that has you inquisitive to find out more. Enjoying trying your best to rile him up or push his buttons— spilling your evening tea over his pristine boots, or dropping your towel in front of him when you prepare for your evening bath.

Knight Bakugou knows exactly what you’re trying to do, and he’s determined he won’t fall for your tricks— which is why he’s just as surprised as you are when he finds himself outside with you past curfew in the castle grounds watching the stars. But instead of staring up at the gorgeous night sky, he finds himself turning his head to the side to see how the moonlight glows against your skin. It’s just another thing that has now woven its way into your daily routine together, and as he walks you back to your quarters each night you like to fool yourself that it’s because he wants to, not because his life depends on it.

It isn’t long before the King begins to bring in suitors from neighbouring towns to vie for your hand in marriage. None of which are out of love, but a necessity to strengthen alliances between armies. Which is why it doesn’t matter if you even like any of them, because the choice won’t be yours. The men are scheduled to fight for your hand, and as you sit and wait for them to joust you notice Bakugou clad in full metal armour across the field.

The King positioned him as his strongest guard— because he is.

A man worthy enough to beat his strongest soldier is a man worthy enough to take his daughters hand in marriage. And yet as you watch every man come head to head with Bakugou he beats every single one.

And you think Bakugou has just beat these men because he wants to show how strong and powerful he is, but secretly it’s because he’s so in love with you.

You can’t tell whether your father is proud or annoyed at the fact, especially when Bakugou knocks the son, young Midoriya, off his horse. The man that you believed the King wanted to you marry, the most suitable alliance available.

It’s a few weeks later when Bakugou is sent away on a mission by the King. The head of an army sent out to pillage a neighbouring village who threaten to compromise the power of you’ve forged.

The morning he’s scheduled to leave is the first time he lets you kiss him, he lets you get that close. As though he’s wondering whether he’ll even return home himself. Standing in his quarters in the lower part of the castle, clad in your pyjamas and your feet freezing against the cold stone as he cradles you in his arms. Pouring every ounce of emotion into the kiss as he finally allows himself to have you, even if just for a few selfish moments. Bakugou reckons it’s worth the risk of dying, to feel your lips on his again. A fellow guard, Kirishima catches you both as he takes Bakugou away from you— watching them ride off on horseback as you still feel the warmth of him surrounding you.

You stay awake each night wondering whether he’s even still alive too— whether you’ll ever see him again. The new guards are just as useless as before and you find yourself longing for his safe return.

It’s two months before your father has another man lined up as a potential suitor. Wondering who might fight for your honour now that Bakugou is gone, but you’re shocked when the King says there’s no need for such friviolity. That the wedding is scheduled, and it’s the right reason to strengthen the Kingdom. It’s not for love, it could never be when your heart belongs to Bakugou.

And even if you told your father about your feelings for his guard, it would be issuing Bakugou his own death sentence if he even managed to make it home at all.

But fate really can be a cruel, fickle thing— and as fate would have it Bakugou returns home the day you’re standing at the altar wearing a pretty wedding dress like you’d dreamed about, while you’re waiting to be betrothed to another man.

[pensandsliverswords]

My final ref sheets for Shasta/Cor, Aravis, and Corin’s outfits. It’s taken me many months of revisions but I’m finally happy