#I just needed to put it into words

[dacuslucy]

i feel so delicate music video but like an alternate ending where things are worse

[batcavescolony]

Katniss is such an unreliable narrator. She says "Then something unexpected happens. At least, I don't expect it because I don't think of District 12 as a place that cares about me" girl you deliver strawberries to the Mayor, you hunt and trade for the district, when you fell at Prim being chosen someone caught you, when you went to Prim people parted for you, when you volunteered EVERYONE stopped. Idk how to tell you but I think you're a pillar of the community.

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[hannibal-lectotype]

Something the Hannibal television show does phenomenally, that the books and movies don’t really do at all, is showcase how well he actually blends in.

In the Thomas Harris works, every scene that Doctor Lecter is in manages to make it very clear that he’s dangerous, and everyone else is basically Damocles without being aware of the blade. He’s unsettling even when he’s charming, and the audience is always aware that he is the lion in the room. We can see the swords dangling by the hair over every other character.

But in the show, Hannibal is just a guy, maybe pretentious and nerdy, but charming and kind for the most part. We are taken in with him, just like the other characters. Then, when he does lash out, moving like the predator he is, we’re left absolutely shook, almost ashamed that for a moment we forgot who he is. In the next scene, he’s as soft and charming as ever, and the deception begins again. We slowly fall under the spell again, because he’s just that good. We experience what the characters do, even though we’re granted the behind the scenes knowledge that he’s the villain of the story.

[vriskan8or]

let her go

[shepscapades]

Your highness… I don’t feel so good

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Archery Nemesis.

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[tapakah0]

Song

[gd-dollopole]

There’s something so sweet about this scene. Not only Arthur is surrounded by his knights, his friends, he still can’t seem to forget there’s someone missing.

And the way he approaches Merlin is nothing funny or sarcastic: it’s pure concern, it’s love, it’s respect.

Merlin admits he’s scared, without thinking about it twice, because yes, this is Arthur, the same man who makes fun of me on a daily, but he’s also my best friend, the man I love, and who I could lose, but I can’t tell him, but, oh God, if he needs to know I don’t want him to die. I’m the most powerful warlock on earth, yet I’m scared of Morgana, because she wants to kill Arthur, and I’m weak when it comes to him, I’m scared I won’t be able to protect him as I should (especially since Merlin has heard the prophecy that spoke of Arthur’s bane).

I like Arthur’s stunned face. Merlin is referring to his life. “You don’t care you could die?” And not only Arthur is shocked by it, because he thought Merlin knew his reasonings by now, knew that Arthur would never risk losing his knights, losing Merlin. But Arthur doesn’t care as long as his men are safe, as long as Merlin’s safe (because, let’s be honest, this conversation is nothing but a way for them to tell each other how they feel towards one another, without exposing themselves to the danger of this revelation). And Arthur needs to make something clear:

“Only about you.” Because Arthur brings Merlin everywhere like he’s a solider, a warrior, someone who knows how to fight with a sword, who’s an asset to Camelot and the kingdom itself, so he considers him an equal, someone he can sit with on a lower step and chat with about his fears, because he can be vulnerable with Merlin. Arthur knows he’s safe with him.

Arthur includes Merlin in his speech, and this is something that could mean, “Oh, so Merlin isn’t a friend, isn’t a brother, he’s so much more.” This scene is so impactful, because it’s one of those rare moments where Arthur shows how deeply he can love, how much risk he’s willing to take to bring peace to his kingdom and to his people: to the ones he loves.

And he knows his knights, he knows Merlin won’t abandon him, because he has never done it, and Arthur truly believes Merlin has no reason to do it now, even if he’s scared. It’s as if Arthur is asking, just to make sure, just to have the confirmation that they think the same of it.

And they do:

I wish I didn’t understand how much I’m willing to risk, and have already risked for you. Because this is why I’m here: for you and only for you.

The self deprecating smile, because Merlin can’t back down, he never will. He’s so frightened, yet not even the prospect of battling against Morgana and her army will make him run.

He has Arthur to protect.

The way he smiles, it’s as if he’s saying, “Why didn’t I understand this sooner? Arthur’s just like me.” But it’s the fact that they told each other this, they know now, after ten years, that they’re willing to do anything and more for the other to stay safe, to be alive, even if one of them isn’t.

Merlin tells Arthur. He watches him intensely, because Arthur needs to understand. He’s honest.

Arthur gets it, and he’s finally happy. He’s relieved that Merlin won’t abandon him, that he will stay by his side, like he always is, protecting him, fighting with him, and helping him.

Arthur smiles at Merlin like he’s seeing him for the first time, and he falls in love with him just that tad bit more.

[aflockofravens]

Also, Jinshi in "How to Buy Out a Contract" was hilarious.

Do you think he's prettier than me

I was contemplating your murder but my future wife cat thinks you'll make a good brother in law so I'll let you live

My future wife cat trusts you, so I trust you. Don't fuck it up.

Have some money to leave my future wife alone forever go marry her sister

Did you see that Gaoshun? I did a socializing. Do you think Maomao will be proud of me?

Also Lihaku is precious. What an adorable golden retriever of a man. He went from absolute disdain at Maomao when she approached him for an escort to being like "help me little sister, I'm in love".

[casualavocados]

Learn from who? Learn from you?

Chen Bowen as CHEN YI & Chiang Tien as AI DI KISEKI: DEAR TO ME (2023)

[tiffysdeath]

literally frothing at the mouth rn

[peppermintquartz]

Having swapped shifts with Collins for the weekend, Buck is at the bank when four armed robbers barged in, the shortest of whom shot the two security guards. One got the bullet straight to his head and Buck flinches as blood and brain matter spray out in a gory mess across the tiles. The other is luckier, the bullet landing in his shoulder. Buck skids across the floor to get to him before the robbers can yell for everyone to stay down.

He pulls off his jacket and presses down on the bleeding wound. The guard grunts in pain, sweat pouring from his brow.

"You! Shut up!" one of the robbers bellows.

"He's hurt," Buck snaps back and glares at him. "Take what you're here for and leave!"

The robber lifts his assault rifle like he's going to shoot Buck for mouthing off, but the short one who shot the guards hits him on the shoulder. "Come on, we're on a tight schedule."

They leave one single man in the lobby to watch everyone, taking phones from the four customers and five bank staff members. The manager has already been dragged up by her collar and taken to the back.

However, in the commotion with Buck helping to staunch the blood and almost being shot at himself, someone forgets to take his phone.

Carefully positioning the guard near the side and pretending to focus on first aid, Buck pulls out his phone and unlocks it. He keeps an eye on the robber as he murmurs to the guard, "I'm gonna try to contact someone for help."

The guard nods. His lips are going pale.

Buck can't call 911 and risk talking, so he taps through to his chat app, and with his eyes on the robber standing in the lobby, he blindly picks one and types without looking, bank robbery mid city man shot send help and hopes that autocorrect does its job for once.

Then, when the robber isn't looking their way, he puts the phone to Do Not Disturb mode and slips it into the pot of a nearby palm.

--

Rocker's just got out of a meeting with Hicks and Hondo on allocating assignments for the new recruits when his phone rings. The contact info that shows on his screen surprises him.

"Tommy, what's up?"

"I just got a text from Evan-"

"Your ex?"

"-and he texted that there's a bank robbery. Mid City. Someone's been shot. I'm gonna call 911 now but you can trace his location."

Rocker turns around and waves to Hicks. "Tommy, we're gonna need Evan's phone number. Send it to us."

Tommy clears his throat. "Donny, get him out safely."

"Of course."

Hicks gets Tan to trace the phone number while Deacon checks with local PD for details. "Rocker, you're not on shift, you wanna stay back?"

"Nah, Tommy will have my head if I don't make sure he gets his Evan back. I'll follow Hondo's lead."

Hondo nods. "Alright, tac up. Tan?"

"Bank layout and street view." Tan steps back. "Can't get into the security system though. They might've cut the feed."

Then the call from LAPD comes in - someone from the sidewalk saw a gunman inside and called 911.

"Alright, 20-squad, roll out." Hicks takes up his usual spot and Rocker jogs away to get his gear.

Rocker has yet to meet Evan; he and Tommy aren't on the best of terms, though they do try to visit each other at least twice a year. They're about the only family they have that they can stand. But Tommy has been opening up the past half a year, and his Instagram is full of happy pictures of him and his boyfriend.

The breakup has been rough on Tommy. Rough enough that Tommy's crashed in Rocker's guest room for a couple of weeks and even allowed Rocker to hold him while he got drunk and cried.

"Rocker. Who's this Evan guy?" Deacon asks while they hurtle towards their destination.

"My brother's friend. He's a firefighter." Rocker runs through the possible scenarios in his head. From what Tommy's shared about Evan, he's probably dealing with the most important problem inside. "He's likely helping the wounded man right now."

"Wonder why he didn't call 911?" Street asks.

"Probably not in a position to talk. He definitely didn't want to risk tipping off the robbers," says Rocker. "Seems like he typed the message without looking at the screen."

Deacon tilts his head. "Good thing your brother made sense of it fast."

Over the Comms, Hicks informs the team the schematics of the bank has been sent to them.

"Alright listen up. Deac, Tan, y'all take the 3 side. Rocker, Street, you're with me. It's a hostage situation so our first priority is to secure the hostages." Hondo lays out the strategy and Rocker lets himself fall back into a supporting role. Alright baby bro, I'm gonna get your Evan out. Everything else is up to you now.

---

After calling his brother and then the cops, Tommy drove himself down to Mid City, and when the telltale sound of police roar past him, he follows.

Bank eobbeey mis city man shotnsend jrlp

It had taken Tommy a second or so to decipher the message and then his blood had run cold.

He's stuck on the perimeter, his heart pounding as he hears gunshots. Then a handful of people rush out of the front door towards the cops and the ambulances, crying and frantic.

None of them is Evan.

His heart in his throat, Tommy clenches his fists and cranes his neck, hoping to catch sight of Donny.

Then he hears another burst of gunshots and then cops yelling, "Stay down! Stay down!"

Two paramedics race into the building with a stretcher and their kit.

Tommy relaxes fractionally.

Then Donny walks out, a hand on another man's back. Evan. Evan is safe.

"Evan," Tommy breathes out, and tries to cross the barrier. The cop on duty stops him. Tommy glares at her, but he doesn't bother trying to persuade her. Instead he shouts, "Donny!"

Donny looks around and then smiles when he sees his twin. He talks to Evan and points Tommy out, before he calls out to the cop to let Tommy through.

Without hesitation, Tommy races over. Evan's hands are covered in blood and he looks a little worse for wear.

"What happened?" Tommy demands.

"One of them tried to use him as a human shield," Donny says. There's a fury hidden under his mild tone; Tommy knows it's because Donny despises cowards. "Your Evan is brave as hell, though. Dropped instantly on my signal and gave me a clear shot. And he saved the guard's life, too."

"My phone is still inside," Evan says. He looks dazed. "Twins?"

"Yeah," says Donny easily. "I'm eight minutes older. Listen, they're gonna need your statement and all that. I'll go grab your phone for you."

Tommy grabs Donny's arm and pulls him into a quick embrace. "Thanks."

"Just doing my job, baby bro." Donny punches him lightly on the shoulder and jogs back to his team.

On the side, Evan is still staring at his hands. Tommy, not knowing if his touch will be welcomed, gently grasps Evan's elbow. Evan jolts and looks up.

"Hey," he says, a little inanely.

"Hey." Tommy steps a little closer. "You okay?"

"I will be," answers Evan truthfully. "Why are you here?"

"You texted me."

"Oh." Evan blinks at him, and then shakes his head. "Six months and you didn't mention a twin."

"Look, yell at me later? Let's take care of you now," Tommy murmurs.

Evan squints at Tommy. "You'll stick around for me to yell at?"

At this point, Tommy will stick around for Evan to beat him up with a baseball bat. The blinding fear he had earlier of losing Evan forever already proved to him that he'll never be able to get over Evan. He nods.

With a sigh, Evan nods too. "Okay. Let's go get me cleaned up. We have a lot to talk about."

[bisclavret]

which could mean nothing

[vangbelsing]

I like the funny necromancer

[izuke-the-zombie]

🌸 A little bit half-ass, not much effort into this little comic🙃 but I think we all know where all that attention went to😘✨lol

Kind of got the idea from that spider Virus game from that one episode I don't know what it was called but I thought it'd be funny

🐵Monkey King SiMpInG for Mac, You know our Monkey King is going to download it and play on HARD MODE! 🎮( lmao😆💖✨)