#Thank you Troy

[forgottenporkbun]

I'll do my best <3

Do you have any words of encouragement for trans kids right now? We really need it

Thank you

Your mere existence pisses off the worst kinds of people. Keep pissing them off.

[whump-in-the-closet]

weak in the knees for situations where a stoic whumpee allows someone to help them. they don't say a word of acceptance but they don't protest either. Too injured to say no and too tired to deny they need it. Just grudgingly letting a gentle hand guide them to a bed or to wrap a wound. Then a quiet, "thank you." in between sharp breathing as they try not to break down in front of someone else. Love love love shielded vulnerability

[gendertroybarnes]

episodes i would make if i wrote community

troy and abed kiss

troy and abed kiss

troy and abed kiss

troy and abed kiss

troy and abed kiss

troy and abed kiss

troy and abed kiss

pierce dies again

[dogboyratgirl]

hey guys i wrote this thing in 1 day

[lalluviadeanoche]

Odysseus *comes home after 20 years of trials and tribulations and changing himself to into a cold hearted monster*: Penelope I’m home! But I’m different now.😔 I’m a monster 👿 , I’ve done awful things. I’m no longer the kind hearted man you married. Can you still love me please??🥺

Penelope “ I see thru your bs” of Ithaca: hmm get rid of the bed and maybe I will.

Odysseus: wait no why🥺🥺 I love you, that’s from our wedding.🩵 I made that💪🏽 why🥺🥺😭

Penelope: “changed” my ass🙄.. you’re still my husband dummy ofc I still love you🥺🥰 say something dumb like that again😐 I dare you

Odysseus: but I-

Penelope: the fuck did I just say Odysseus 🤨 I waited 20 years for this, I’m not gonna stop loving you now that you’re finally back bc you maybe killed a few ppl.🙄

Ody:😭😭🩵🩵

[soomlyn]

Y’ALL

Y’all… i made a tiktok account for (idk) but i made it… so, i would appreciate a lot that if you like my drawings go and check there… 👉👈

Quick Antinous and Telemachus sketch

[parkercore-69]

when you and the homie wanna be detectives but neither of you know how to tie a tie ☹️

[advanced-fangirlism]

Pillows and Blankets

couldn’t take a side for this sorry, this is the first war where I’ve ever been a centrist.

[glowver]

Mr Troy Lougferd you will forever be famous to me

[maloryanjou]

Happy Birthday, Brent Spiner! ❤️🎉

Thank you for bringing Data, Lore and Bee to life. 😄🥰

[nikoisme]

hector i owe you my grades 🫶🫶

[sleeping-at-sea]

The character development we watch for Athena is honestly so fascinating and im so glad we get to watch her grow

She went from laughing at Odysseus when he had said “Goddess and man. Bestest of friends!” and saying, herself, “You're not looking for a mentor. I'm not looking for a friend.” Before she abandoned him for 10 years

To admitting she’s lost sleep over him, to constantly calling him her friend, to taking a fucking LIGHTING BOLT to the face if it means she gets to save him.

[cerysing]

'so we'll get you a nice hook :)'

[mickey-bees]

Brian Thomas continues to plague my every thought because he somehow has such a heavy heart that he is unable to free himself of the mental burden he’s created for himself. He is convinced that it’s somehow his job to end everything Alex and Tim have caused, even though the only thing Brian every did wrong (at least in the beginning) was be a friend to them. And what really touches me, personally, is even after Tim’s erratic behavior, apparent lies, and general distrust of Brian, the latter refuses to fully blame Tim. Brian still cares for his friend and even blames himself for harming Tim, even after his death. One of the only things on his mind when he (spoilers for the comics) awakens in the ark? Tim and Tim’s safety. Whether Tim is alive. Whether it’s Brian’s fault. And he finally rests when Skully confirms Tim is alive. That’s when the fight is over.

Tim is alive, and that makes everything is fine.

I just can’t get over how heartbreaking that is. That Brian is so broken and so not himself, but somehow, this quality to care for others more than himself stays and lives on, even when Brian has lost himself.

[whump-in-the-closet]

"don't you look so pretty, all dolled up like that? my pet, my little plaything."

content: bound, creepy whumper, intimate whumper, captivity, implied torture, bruises and scars

Whumpee sat at the vanity, hands pressed together until his knuckles whitened.

Whumper stood behind him, brushing foundation and concealer over Whumpee's black eye. They applied makeup precisely over each and every one of Whumpee's visible scars.

“Don’t you look so pretty,” Whumper purred, breath warm against Whumpee's face. “All dolled up like that?”

He flicked his gaze upward for a fraction of a second, desperate not to hold their gaze--did they really expect an answer?

Of course not. Whumper was already reaching for a lipstick from the drawer. They selected a dark color with a practiced hand. Absently, Whumper grabbed the back of Whumpee's neck and forced his head toward them.

Whumper took their time, allowing the deep color to sink into Whumpee's lips.

Finished, Whumper wiped away a stray mark from the corner of Whumpee's mouth. The touch was almost loving. Caring.

Possessive.

Wrong.

Whumpee's hands trembled, his grip tightening as he dug his nails bit into his palms.

Whumper's grip moved to cradle his chin, forcing his gaze up. With critical eyes, they looked at him-- at their work-- and nodded to themself.

Whumpee's throat tightened, tears pricking the corners of his eyes.

“Stop that!” Whumper snapped.

Whumpee flinched. "S-sorry." He blinked them back, catching a glimpse of the reflection that wasn't his in the mirror-- perfect, empty--

His heart dropped.

He hated it.

So, so much.

Whumper's voice softened, "My pet," they whispered, "My little plaything." They wiped away his tears with their thumb. "You're doing so good."

Whumpee suppressed a sob.

Whumper dropped his chin and their hands moved to his shoulders, adjusting his shirt collar. "I think your friends deserve to see you. They think you're still dead, after all."

The words hit him like a physical blow, leaving him gasping for air.

No.

[vancilart]

get fucked