#I LOVE HIM. I LOVE HIM

[mazeyphaedra]

oisín hakinvar my mind is spinning with thoughts of you. you’ve gotten buff over the summer maybe for your own sake, but if the talented and beautiful diviner you’ve had a crush on since that first history of glyphs class one thursday morning in freshman year notices your tats and says hey, then what a win! right? who cares if you feel like she’s hiding something? or she runs away from you. or your party rogue gets bossier and angrier and you feel like she’s hiding something for you too. you keep a low profile, get bored in the auditorium while your crush’s friends do all these crazy bits—they’ve been killing it helping their party cleric campaign for student president, by the way—and you’ve had the lot you have for long enough to know that especially when she doesn’t get what she wants, kipperlilly gets mad. now she’s mad enough to cuss her opponent out in front of both your parties and. well. you aren’t by any means inexperienced, but you haven’t saved the world thrice. so you try to deescalate before this becomes a real shitshow and you just. watch as these intrepid heroes all square up in their cleric’s defense. and maybe something nags at the back of your mind, of a fight, of giants and sweetness and a cable knit sweater stained with blood, or maybe it can’t because you can’t remember the truth, or maybe or maybe or then their rogue starts hissing at you? you’ve met him maybe once? anyway. with all that over, oisín! your crush, the literal elven oracle, says she thinks you’re cool! you catch her eye, or try to, while her friends aim her head your way, and despite that, or maybe even because of it, you ache a little for a friendship as comfortable and familiar as theirs. but you have the lot you have. so you send an apology through a pointed finger and walk away.

[herteitr-runar]

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my fantastic friend designed norway's metal version and it's my favourite thing in the world to doodle. because those are my two favourite things ever... norway and metal 💞

hope you like it (:

[formulaaone]

📸 Logan’s Instagram

[peachmario]

mario protecting his little brother since they were babies ❤️ mario picking mushrooms out of his spaghetti ❤️ mario playing video games when he’s upset ❤️ mario all but hugging luigi to death when they’re reunited ❤️ mario sleeping in an oversized red brooklyn shirt ❤️ mario refusing to quit no matter what ❤️

[wordsinhaled]

morpheus with wild midnight hair and glowy starry eyes my beloved <333333

[ken-dom]

I need you to understand just how badly I want (need) to make Lars a grilled cheese sandwich. It's all I can think about. I need to grill that man a cheese. Cut diagonally.

Anon, I get it!! Make that man all the snacks he wants, actually. He deserves nice treats and grilled cheeses!! Cut diagonally!!

Personally, I wanna lay on the bed beside him eating a big bowl of snacks while we watch movies together. Tossing popcorn into his mouth and laughing and sharing strawberry laces like the spaghetti scene in Lady and the Tramp. Sigh

On the topic of food, I often think about his lunch. The way he drinks his soda can with a straw (and it looks so tiny in his big hands) and the thick slices he makes his sandwich with. And what’s in that sandwich? It’s gotta be peanut butter and jelly. It’s gotta be. He’s a PB&J guy. The way he wipes the crumbs from his mustache. The chips he gets from the vending machine too!? Once again tiny in his huge hands. And his lil slice of toast and coffee in his pink mug in the morning!!

Now sit down Lars. Relax. Let me put on some jazz in the background and make you the cheesiest grilled cheese you ever had in your life. And maybe give you a lil kiss too.

[neverlandsfarewell]

@dramatiique ; continued from here !

seo moon-jo was dead. that much he'd personally made sure of. however many apparitions had presented before him since that fated night in the studio were mere tricks of the mind, nothing more. hallucinations. the man from unit 304 wasn't there — he couldn't be. it stood to reason that life after eden never really returned to form; jong-woo would never be out of the woods, no matter how much he tried to convince himself otherwise. did he play the part of the fool, who dared to dream? had he lost himself in his own delusion? was he really tipped off the edge of sanity?

no. a hardened gaze bore into the eyes of the other, his tough physical display overtly juxtaposing the pit of dread that had his feet glued to their spot, heart hammering against his ribcage. could moon-jo see right through him? “i killed you,” he sneered, defiant of accepting what was right in front of him — the truth. he wouldn't break so easily, or would he? in essence, yoon jong-woo wasn't a reliable narrator. his mental state had fundamentally declined since his arrival in seoul, never quite gaining respite as he liked to believe, even in the weeks following his discharge from the hospital.

“i killed you,” an echo. if something was said enough times, it would have to be true, wouldn't it? a finger was jutted towards the taller man's face as he stepped closer, his eyes narrowed, ignorant of the jingling of his bracelet until it was mentioned. the daggers he shot were abruptly interrupted as he glanced upon the piece of jewellery that had become a part of himself, a muted scowl across his features as his arm dropped back to his side.

unable to understand what it was that he was feeling, the author's jaw, much like his fist, clenched. was it anger? fear? or was there a hint of excitement buried deep down that he would never be inclined to acknowledge, because he wasn't one of them? no, that wasn't possible. it was a fire that never went out. the flames were being fanned. “tell me why i'd go anywhere with you.”

[alpacinogirlfriendofficial]

I love george so much. this is about harrison but tomorrow it will be about michael possibly

[livfastdieyoung69]

HES NEVER DONE ANYTHING WRONG EVER IN HIS WHOLE LIFE

[starboy14176]

Blur getting to a point where either his wings are too injured to fly or he’s just too anxious for it. And the Bishops take him to the top of one of the towers and perch him on the edge. And threaten him.

(Hi I’m evil)

nico holding him by the collar. Btw. Telling him how absolutely useless he is with out the wings. If he can’t fly it’d just be better if he was dead. He’d be worthless.

[paintedcrows]

Did anyone tell Ford (bonus doodles: Family Movie Night, 70s Classics)

[notaplaceofhonour]

okay okay I know the point of this is “White people need to put as much effort into learning how to pronounce Black people’s names as they do foreign European names” and 100% I totally agree, absolutely good point

but this tweet becomes hilarious in the context of this clip:

anyways, absolutely put effort into learning how people pronounce their names. just don’t feel bad if it takes you some time to get it right 😅

(also in case you didn’t watch the video it’s “N-SHOO-tee” not “SHOO-tee”)

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

[nataliescatorccio]

#you tell 'em girl

[gh0sthoodie]

Happy pride month maybe I’ll start watching Doctor Who again

[dysfunctionalnerd]

he found a poster for a phineas and ferb theme party and just. decided to go. oh my god 😭