#alright?

[gd-dollopole]

This is no news to anyone, but I’m rewatching Merlin *gasp*, and I noticed that during “The Dark Tower” episode of season five, where Gwen is kidnapped by Morgana, each time, and I bloody swear, because I double checked, each fucking time, Merlin and Arthur interact with each other, and they get on with their mating dance of, “I made you a promise, remember?” and their so not homosexual clasping of their arms, the ‘modified’, if we really have to call it that, theme song “Gwen and Arthur”, the same one they play in the finale, where Merlin and Arthur are on the verge of shagging on the tree branch, where Merlin and Arthur talk heart to heart about their feelings, constantly plays in the background of this episode.

Which. Well. Not surprising, at all.

I just didn’t notice.

They always put it to mask Merthur, in some way, like in this episode, it was Gwen they had to rescue, and everyone felt guilty (because me, personally, I would die and resuscitate a thousand times over, if it meant to save Gwen), so someone would think that’s why the song is in the background, but the scenes where the song actually plays are all between Arthur and Merlin, as if saying, “the love Arthur feels for Gwen, who he risks to lose, is as strong as the one Merlin feels for Arthur, when he sees him at his most vulnerable, and wants to help him, and protect him, and who he doesn’t want to see dead.”

AND ALSO, BECAUSE I’M NOT FINISHED:

rewatch the episode, and tell me if this isn’t the softest way in which Merlin interacts with Arthur.

It bloody is.

“Learn how to knock, will you?” “I apologise, sire.” Merlin did apologise and proceeded to promise Arthur they would have rescued Gwen, and became all touchy with him, while they stared into each other’s eyes, okay.

“I made you a promise, remember? We will bring Gwen home.” And Arthur just looks at him? And stares? And hopes? With a poor third wheeling Elyan too.

“Trust me just this once.” Merlin doesn’t make a fucking joke, he just stares at Arthur (all the knights third wheeling, give these men a break from the obvious Merthur) and Arthur gazes back at him and once he understands Merlin actually knows where to go, he clasps his shoulder (just kiss him, will you?) and asks him “Where now?”

They’re so gentle with each other in this episode, my heart can’t take it.

Bonus:

there’s also a wild Arthur sleeping, while he hugs Gwen, and he looks so soft.

[animentality]

a beta reader left a comment on my manuscript that was basically:

"this story is a waste of my time."

and it's like....

i have thick skin and all, since i've been working with beta readers for a long time, but...

ouch.

thanks, i guess. helpful.

[penumbraphantasm]

You've been playing for a while.

Why not take a break?

[strangenewwords]

Astonishing X-men #1 (2004)

[palebluebirdcomputer]

[lesbianasfuckwomen]

Iwaizumi: does anybody have any good ideas?

Oikawa: I have one!

Iwaizumi: one that does not include kidnapping Tobio and suffocating him with a pillow.

[hellfire--cult]

me: Oh, its gonna be a small thing, nothing serious, just a small chapter

me later on:

[hauntingmiser]

Day 31

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!

Anyways this is basically a free space that I can do whatever I want soooo happy anniversary to p5r

The royal trio back at again!

[jynxeddraca]

BG3 Drabble - Astarion/Tav Moonridge

Wrote this up one day because I had absolute fluff on the brain and was impatient to get to the romance part of the fanfiction I'm writing. It's just a short, cute, fluffy thing about Astarion and my Tav - post confession - where she wants help sleeping and Astarion is privately suspicious of what her "real" intent is. All my original posts about Baldur's Gate 3 are located here: [Link] If you just want the AO3 link, that's here: [Link]

Astarion was a little skeptical of Tav’s motives when she asked him to lay on her when they went to bed.  The excuse she’d given him was because she’d been having troubles falling asleep and said it would help.  While she had assured him, multiple times, that she really was fine not having sex until he was ready, there was still a paranoia in the far back of his mind that it wasn’t true.  That she was far less okay with it than she claimed.  That this was some kind of manipulation to entice him.  That part of his brain had him all but convinced this was a scheme.

“I promise it’s nothing nefarious I just…sleeping with you on me is comforting.”  Tav had admitted, sounding embarrassed and face flushing.  “No sex, I swear.”

Hesitating only a little bit, he’d agreed – as of late he found himself incapable of telling her ‘no’, especially not to any kind of bedroom activity.  Once Tav laid back on his bedroll, Astarion stretched out over her before carefully lowering down.  Placing his head over her chest, he slowly put his weight on her.  Waist resting between her legs, arms bracketing her torso before sliding up under her shoulders, so his hands were by the pillow.  Her heart steadily thumping under his ear as he settled.

“Comfortable?”  Tav asked uncertainly.  Her hands lifted and moved around him. One hand found his hair and slowly, gently, she carded her fingers through it, nails gingerly scratching his scalp as she did so.  The other hand gently rested on his shoulder, running her thumb idly up and down soothingly.  However, he made a face when he felt her legs shift – certain they were about to wrap around him.  Instead, they both simply bent at the knee, one a bit more than the other, and went still.  It took him longer than he would ever admit to realize that she was just shifting to be more comfortable.  Same way she did every time she’d fallen asleep under him.

“I am.”  Astarion said softly.  He wasn’t lying.  Physically, this was comfortable for him.  Emotionally though, it was far less comfortable.  They had gone to bed like this before, more than once, but it had always been after a vigorous round of sex when both of them had been too lazy to move apart from each other.  Any other time he rested on top of someone like this had been for the same reasons.  Even his body knew this and, despite still having clothes on and not wanting to do anything, there was a twitch in his groin anticipating something more energetic to come.  As he felt the twitch, Astarion was relieved that he was taller than her, from his position her pelvis was just under his stomach, no where near close enough to have felt the involuntary reaction.

“See?  It’s not so bad.”  She teased lightly.

He only gave a humorous chuckle in response.  Part of him waited on edge though, expecting her to initiate something.  Expecting any moment to feel her hips tilt or her body arch up against him.  Instead, she simply laid quietly, humming softly in the dark, drawing her fingers through his hair.  Absently, her tail took up it’s usual spot, draping and curling around his lower leg.  Slowly, her humming faded, her fingers in his hair slowed before resting on his neck, her breathing evened out, and the hand resting on his shoulder went limp, sliding down.

Astarion blinked.  ‘She’s…asleep?’ The sound of her heart slowing to it’s nightly rhythm under his ear confirmed it.  Staring off to the side, head cradled on her chest, he once again felt his world crack and reorganize around him.  Which it seemed to do that more often than he liked with her.

Tav had genuinely meant it. Tav wasn’t initiating sex, or coercing him into something they agreed not to.  All she wanted was to feel his weight on her because she was having trouble falling asleep.

The urge to push himself up and stare at her was strong.  He probably would have if the feeling of her hand resting on his neck, fingers twitching softly as she started to dream, hadn’t been so damn soothing.  Instead he closed his eyes and tightened his arms around her.  ‘Damn woman.’ He thought nearly laughing.  ‘You have no idea what you do to me do you?’

[blobee]

you're such a neat guy

*fucking bites you*

- mothboy (bombyx mori ill have you know. irl trust not fake)

Neat? Precisely

Thank you thank you

B')

[trash-panda-no5]

I want every one who is not American to know that the key lime pie should not look like that, please and thank you

[uncertainwallflower]

PICREW CHARACTER DESIGN GAME So...I made my BTDATS darlings in Picrew. And now I'm turning it into a tag game. Blame @kay-elle-cee.

Rules: Make a couple characters (or just one! as many as you want/have time for) from your WIP. Use whatever Picrew suits the vibe best—just make sure to link it. Tag a couple people to do the same.

Here they are (plus ickle James from his school days) using this template:

1–9: Lily, Dorcas, James, Timothy, Remus, Marlene, Peter, Sirius, Baby James.

Tagging: @kay-elle-cee @merlinsbbeard @abihastastybeans @athenasparrow @quotidian-oblivion @charmsandtealeaves

[bloodfromthethorn]

Getting used to being lost and found

“You really think you’d be able to catch me in just one day?” “You wouldn’t even see me coming.” - Tiberius Kovac dies. Jack doesn’t come home. Mac has a few things to say about that. Set between Seasons 3 and 4 (and AU from there).

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When Mac learned that Tiberius Kovac was dead, his first reaction was a sigh of relief. He’d never wholly subscribed to the idea that some people were just better off dead, but in this one particular case, he thought he was justified in making an exception. Every piece of information he’d been able to gather in his partner’s absence had made it abundantly clear: Kovac was the worst of the worst, and there wasn’t a prison on Earth deep and dark enough to entirely snuff out the damage he was capable of wreaking on innocent people.

It definitely had nothing to do with the fact that it meant Jack could come home.

Of course, Kovac being dead didn’t mean that Jack would be home any time soon. Mac hadn’t ever been caught up in such an extended mission, nor one involving quite so many different agencies and governments, but he’d seen enough of the intelligence community to know that debriefs could be a bitch. Given how much time and manpower had gone into the hunt, Mac wouldn’t have been hugely surprised if it took Jack weeks to get through all the meetings and reports sure to be bearing down on him. Expecting him to show up in LA with a smile inside of a month was deeply naïve.

Even when that time passed and no Jack appeared, Mac stayed calm. Coming off any mission was always hard and it was almost standard practice to demand some time to yourself once all was said and done. After spending more than a year on a hunt to the death, Jack would be well within his rights to drop off the grid for a good long while. Mac couldn’t say he’d expected it, exactly – he’d figured Jack would at least make it back to the States before holing up – but it wasn’t a surprise. With everything that had come before it, he refused to choose now of all times to start worrying.

Except then another month passed.

And another.

It was only after Kovac had been dead for precisely one hundred days that Mac finally allowed himself a moment of doubt.

Continue on AO3 ->

[ghostthecryptid]

I just think that Scout didnt realize he fell for Sniper at first

He was like "yeah hes like my best friend"

and after awhile he starts to think "Oh shit. Maybe I am falling for him"

and he gets so confused because he didnt realize he liked men?

And after a bit of figuring stuff out he realizes he does infact like both men and women and did in fact fall for Sniper

Sniper def realizes he falls for Scout but keeps it to himself because Scout had his sights set on asking Miss Pauling on date (despite how many times he tries and fails)

and it turns into both of them pretending they arent in love and the mercs betting on which one confesses first because goddamn is it so apparent to the others

[shiroselia]

It's all fun and games and good times until you have to tag your quarter of a million word longfic for Ao3 publishing and you realise that it is ehm. a little fucking hard to summarise 250k+ words of shenanigans and situations into. well. Ao3 tags