#THIS series is a masterpiece?!

[emeriesmate]

Imagine creating a backstory for your male and love interest character in which his sister and mother died brutally and horribly so that people would feel bad for this character (because he was the worst and disgusting asshole in the first book) and never talk about it again afterwards.

Did he really love his sister and his mother? Because his mother is mentioned some other time, but if I wouldn't have been in this fandom, I would have fucking forgotten that RHYSAND HAS A FUCKING SISTER!!

[wassup-its-e]

New victor and the Red King

This is my part in the @/treebarkzine!!! everyone go look at the other works everyone else have done and hope you like mine, close ups below

[mythology-void]

guys holy crap look what I just found

THE FREAKING TRANSITION IM ON THE FLOOR

[beif0ngs]

BLUE EYE SAMURAI

I never said I was a samurai, you did. I’m on the path of revenge. There’s no place on it for love or friendship or weakness.

[asiandramas-takeover]

Phu grinding against

Onto

Cir DOES THINGS TO ME!!! HOW HE LOOKS AT CIR BEFORE MOVING IS INSANE!!!

[lilamausmaus]

ARCANE Vi & Jinx

arcane cc vi here & here / jinx here & here

[diioonysus]

favorite artists (1/10): gustave moreau (1826-1898)

[softstrawberrycreamcake]

[nightingale2004]

They became the King and Queen of Zaun, and gods help anyone who disrespected the queen.

King Ekko of Zaun, leader of the firelights, healer of the underground, the boy savior, and the boy who shattered time

His queen Jinx of Zaun, the loose canon, the maiden of madness, and queen of the underground

(I can see Sevika and Vi acting as their muscle and advisors. Isha will be their love child, and you can't tell me otherwise!)

[gunsatthaphan]

"do you agree? - yes."

[iwantoceans]

Love mechanics (2022)

[wassup-its-e]

MAKE IT WILD ❤️💛💚

LET ME HEAR THE CROWD GOES WILD

[nanihirunkits]

So you've seen everything you want to see? Not yet. There's still one last image. [...] Are you smiling? Mhm. Don't lie to me.

LAST TWILIGHT | EP9

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

Christian Kane Twirling Props: A Masterlist

Leverage

Season 1 | Season 2 | Season 3 | Season 4 | Season 5

Leverage Redemption

Season 1 | Season 2

Kane's Kitchen

Season 1

The Librarians

Season 1 | Season 2 | Season 3 | Season 4

Almost Paradise

Season 1 | Season 2

The Miscellaneous Section

Aka, the rest of his filmography!

[color-beyond-lines]

There is so much simmering below the surface of The On1y One that helps make it an engaging watch. I can’t properly put it all into words, but here’s a few thoughts:

The increasing frequency with which Tian and Wang are referred to as brothers (and the way it momentarily shutters their openness with each other and punches me in the gut).

The subtle introduction of the climate surrounding “the rainbow” at the school and the implications of what that means for Wang and Tian (and the way it’s hinted at in the stolen glances and special snacks and pointed remarks shared between the teachers).

The transition from “we aren’t close” to “we’re more than friends, we’re family” and “our relationship is better than you know and more than I expected” (and the unspoken my home is you).

Wang’s constant words of reassurance for Tian, because Tian needs to know that someone cares. Tian’s continual acts of service for Wang, because Wang needs to know someone will show up for him. (each of them providing what the other has always lacked, healing each other little by little).

Wang’s proclamations and Tian’s stolen glances and hidden smiles and the way each of them have opened up to the other in their own ways. They know whatever it is they’re building is good (even if the world is against them and they’re still a tiny bit scared).

[polydeuces]

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖓𝖊: 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖞 𝕸𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌

𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚗𝚎: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜

𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯 ; Dexter Morgan x Fem! Reader (Cult Leader)

𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰 ; After weeks of silent observation, you finally step into Dexter Morgan’s world, confronting him in a dim alley with the knowledge of his darkest secrets. Drawn to your cryptic words and unnerving calm, Dexter is left with the choice; uncover the first traces of a deeper and more dangerous connection or lead the life he has been for years.

𝔠𝔴 / 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 ; (833 words) Themes of stalking, manipulation, morally gray dynamics, psychological tension, and mentions of violence.

ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜꜱ | ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ | ɴᴇxᴛ

He felt restless, a sense of anticipation swirling beneath him. It was then that he spotted you— standing at the edge of the alley, how had he not seen you before? He’s usually very aware of his surroundings. Your silhouette was sharp against the dim glow of a street lamp. There was something undeniably captivating about you, an energy that pulled him in like gravity. He hesitated took a step closer.

“Dexter Morgan,” you said, your voice low and velvety, as if you had been waiting for him. The sound sent a shiver down his spine.

“How do you know my name?” he asked, the question spilling from his lips before he could stop it.

Your lips curled into a knowing smile. “I know far more than just your name.”

He felt his heartbeat quicken, the sudden rush of adrenaline igniting his instincts. Who was this woman? Why did she feel so.. familiar? “What is it you want?” he asked, his tone laced with caution.

“I know the real you and I want to help you understand,” You replied, stepping into the light. The glow illuminating your features— striking eyes, an intensity that felt almost magnetic. “You have urges, Dexter. Dark ones. I know what it feels like to wrestle with them.”

He felt is composure slip. No one spoke of his urges, not in the way you did. “You don’t know anything about me.”

“Don’t I?” you countered, taking a step closer to him. “You hunt those who deserve it. You’ve chosen a path, and it is a path that many have traveled before you.”

“Who are you?” he demanded, trying to regain control of the conversation.

“Someone who has been exactly where you are,” you replied. He felt as though your gaze would pierce straight through him. “And someone who can lead you to others like you, if you’re willing to follow.”

Dexter hesitated, a flicker of intrigue battling against the instinctual wariness that had kept him alive all these years. You were unlike anyone he had encountered. She was unlike anyone he had encountered, sure Lila and Lumen had their own allure to them. But you were a riddle wrapped in shadows, and the thought of uncovering more about you, about this connection, was too tempting too resist.

“What do you mean, ‘others like me’? he pressed, squinting his eyes slightly.

“There’s a community,” you revealed, your voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.“They embrace the darkness, turn it into something powerful. You can help them use that power to perfect their craft, and they can show you how to embrace your true self without guilt.”

His breath caught in his throat as you spoke. Your words echoing in his mind as he tried to decode it all, there was a strange allure in your tone. “What’s in it for you?”

Your expression shifted, a flicker of something unreadable crossing her features. “Understanding and liberation,” you said simply. “You have the potential to more than just a monster, Dexter. You could become a force, a leader of your own.”

The weight of her words pressed down on him, igniting a fire of both fear and fascination. He had prided himself of his code and only ever working alone, never sharing his work with others, not completely. Yet he felt the pull of your promise tugging at him, until his cautionary voice screamed at him that this was a dangerous game.

“Why should I trust you?” he challenged? thought his resolve was already weakening.

“Because I am just like you,” you replied, stepping ever closer, the air thickening with tension. “And because I know you’re not as alone as you might feel you are.”

The darkness inside Dexter whispered that he could have finally someone who understood the weight of his secret life, but he was torn between skepticism and a deep need to belong. He inhaled deeply, his thoughts whirling with potential.

“Where do I find you?” he asked, the words escaping him almost against his will.

“You’re smart, Dexter, keep an eye out for the unfamiliar hiding within the familiar.” You said, your voice a sultry promise. “I will be waiting for you. Just as I have been.”

With that, you turned and vanished into the depths of the night, leaving him standing alone, grappling with the unsettling knowledge that he had encountered someone—an enigma who reminded him of himself. That scared him more than anything before. As he took a step back into the fray of the city, a new darkness unfurled within him, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was going on a journey that would change everything.

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important; please keep in mind that the dexter character is not of my own original creation; it’s inspired by the work of the creators behind the tv show and the writers involved. thank you.