#attracted to him. these days

[maddy-ferguson]

i'm actually not a lesbian yes the concept of heterosexual sex disgusts me on paper but it appeals to me with a few select men. and that's how i've always felt but the lesbian masterdoc which was written by a girl who turned out to be bi got me. and a lot of other bi women with a preference for women. it's crazy to have that much influence when you think about it

[dollopole]

“Do I know you?”

“I’m Merlin.”

“So I don’t know you.”

“Who do you think you are, the king?!”

“No, I’m his son, Arthur.”

Greatest characters’ introduction of all time, in the entire cinematic industry.

And the gayest.

[timethehobo]

Quick scribble cos I couldn’t get blushing Emmy out of my head. He’s thinking about stuff.

[potato-lord-but-not]

OSCAR GETS PRETTY PRIVILEGE BECAUSE I SAY SO ☝️☝️💥💥💥🗣️🗣️

+ some bonus boyfriends

[lizardpersonyknow]

Tim Drake is responsible for the majority of Gotham's streams of the song skater boy by Avril Lavigne. This is because he keeps captivating people with his autistic goblin rizz. They play this song while daydreaming about wooing him by bringing the bedraggled rat boy at the skate park a zesti like they're y/n herself. Sometimes they don't even realise that That's Tim Drake Wayne. He's a cute, skrungly Thing™ that you could either fix or make worse depending on your romantic daydreams.

[medeaaasworld]

Woke up thinking about this part from extra content:

like—are we just going to ignore the fact that Andrew comes to Wymack to drink and talk about Kevin??? So often that Wymack just assumes that every time Andrew starts talking it's about Kev??? And the first time Andrew doesn't drink because of Kevin is when he drinks because of Neil???

[inkykeiji]

do you think caleb gets (outrageously) turned on when he sees you doing something domestic??? laundry, dishes, folding his clothes, baking, sweeping the floor??? the most basic, innocuous domesticities???

because i do!!! i do think he gets turned on by it!!! and i think he hopes you get turned on by him performing domestic activities, too: tinkering with his car in the garage, fingernails framed with grease and oil-stained coveralls half undone and tied around his waist; or little blades of grass stuck to his glistening chest & twined through strands of umber hair; or his long, long legs stretched out on the bathroom tile, his torso buried in the sink cabinets as he fixes some leaky pipe???

because ​it’s almost perverted, just how aroused he becomes when he sees you being domestic—cock twitching hot n heavy in his jeans, eyes dark and lids weighted with lust, sweat beginning to prickle at the base of his skull as saliva collects beneath his tongue; a hunger sparked in his chest, something primal and raw and so incredibly deprived—and he needs you to feel it, too.

[numbuh424]

ok hear me out

weird guy that's hot = L

hot guy that's weird = Light

[ryllen]

[hua-liansimp]

Gravity Falls canon divergence AU where Bill does send someone to steal Ford's eyes and then possesses Fiddleford to approach blind Ford. Fiddleford/Bill nurses Ford back to health, and then pretends to be sorry for leaving Ford, he sticks around to help him adjust to losing his sight. Eventually, an extremely exhausted and broken Ford breaks down and confesses everything that truly happened during their partnership, and Fiddleford/Bill "comforts" him. He promises to never leave him, saying that he won't let that "monster" hurt Ford ever again.

Bill thinks it would be too risky to convince Ford to continue with the portal so soon, afraid of arousing his suspicion, so he just ends up moving in and caring for blind Ford, gaining his trust everyday a little more. What Bill doesn't expect is that he enjoys their current situation way more than he thought he would (Ford is dependent on him once again, he doesn't even know he's being tricked, the fool, but also Bill can be close to him again, they can play and banter and it's like nothing ever changed), and years pass without any work being done on the portal as they grow closer and closer.

It's only decades later that Bill slips up and leaves for some business in the middle of the night. Ford wakes up for a cup of water to find mind broken Fiddleford wandering around his kitchen muttering about a demon living in his head and keeping him trapped.

[alxandergoth]

first day of high school was not a fun time.. 💥

[saltsig]

Herlock doodles, trying to figure out how I want to draw him♡

[motianz]

I think it's crazy He tian is canonicaly this intense with his attraction to Mo

And he's always surrounded by people who you know would be happy to hook up with him, but he's never shown any interest in them, so it's not even that he likes to fuck around, it really is just Mo,

He's just super fucking horny towards Mo guan shan and that's it.

[yuwuta]

Wow I have been nonstop thinking about tennis king yuuta and his little baby boy I’m going to kill you (affectionate) - @yuutito

teeheeeeeeeee….. here’s some more, aleks :’) enjoy :))))))

“Everybody thinks he looks like me, but I don’t see it that way. Maybe it’s because every time I look at him, I see my wife and I’m reminded of her […] I’m a little biased so I see her in everything.” 

You find yourself with tears welling in your eyes the more you read into Yuuta’s latest magazine interview. Between his sweet quotes and the pictures of him with your son, it’s taking everything in you not to burst into full-blown tears. 

Your boys look so handsome. You and Yuuta shared your concerns with publicizing your child at such a young age, but you two came to the conclusion that you’d rather have the control in the narrative than to let private family pictures be leaked uncontrollably. As another point of reassurance, Yuuta’s career provided him with just enough lime-light to be a household name without the crazy fame and criticism that came along being a true celebrity. Besides—Yuuta talked enough about you and your son in press conferences and interviews that it was bound to happen sooner rather than later. 

The article wasn’t entirely about you, or your family—or at least, you’re sure it wasn’t intended to be; you knew your husband had a knack for rambling about his loved ones, even where work was concerned. As you continue to read, you find a segment where the author compared Yuuta’s current statements with something similar he’d said about you twelve years ago—at the very start of his professional career: “If I owe this [winning Gold] to anybody, it’s my girlfriend. She’s always believed in me, even when I didn’t believe in myself. I wouldn’t have qualified or even thought to qualify if it weren’t for her.” 

It feels like you and Yuuta were just two kids in love back then. You didn’t think it could be more than that—you didn’t think you could love Yuuta more than you did all those years ago, but somewhere along the way just being in love wasn’t enough to describe it; Yuuta became your partner, someone you loved fundamentally, but also because you couldn’t stand to see yourself without him. And just when you thought you couldn’t love anyone nearly as much as you love him, you turn the page to a picture of your husband and son peeping through the holes of a racket and your heart feels full. 

When you scan the image more closely, you realize that it isn’t just any racket—it’s an old one, one you’d given to Yuuta as a gift probably back in high-school. You had no idea he’d kept it, but you suppose you shouldn’t be all that surprised; Yuuta is nothing if not sentimental. 

“Ah, there she is~” Yuuta’s voice cuts through your thoughts. When you turn, you see him, with your baby boy on his hip, sliding the back porch door closed. 

Both boys approach you with a smile on your face, and you set the magazine aside to sit up in the lounge chair to greet them. Yuuta presses a kiss to your forehead, then your lips before you do the same to your son. Immediately after, he reaches his arms out for you, and Yuuta chuckles, “You wanna be with your mama? Can’t blame you, I missed her, too.” 

He hands the baby off to you, and takes a seat on the other end of the chair, reaching over to coo at his son as you smother his face in kisses. 

“How was the farmer’s market?” you question, letting the baby settle into your lap. 

“Good, he picked out some very bright peppers, and we got some more strawberries, know you’ve been craving them,” Yuuta smiles, reaching over to pat your son’s head, when the closed magazine catches his eye, and he reaches for it, quickly flipping through, “Ah—I guess that interview’s out. He’s grown so much, even though it was only a few months ago.” 

You find the blush on his cheeks beyond endearing. Yuuta always finds room to be bashful no matter how many times he’s waxed poetic about his love for you, or his family—his cheeks always stain pink like the first day you met him. 

“It’s sweet. You’re sweet,” you smile, sparing a hand to run through Yuuta’s hair, charmed by the way he leans into your touch, “I didn’t know you still had that racket.” 

“Of course, I keep everything you give me,” he says, earnestly. He closes the magazine and scoots a little closer, taking advantage of the proximity and of your touch to lay his head on your shoulder, “Did you… read all of it?” 

“Almost, but no, why?” you question, with a light-hearted grin, “Did you say something that would lead the world to believe you’re somehow even more in love with me? Because you might already be past the threshold, dear.” 

Yuuta hums. He reaches to take you son out of your lap and carefully shifts himself to that he’s laying down, his head on your lap, and the baby in his arms, happily giggling and cooing as Yuuta holds him up. He lowers and raises him back and forth a few times, nuzzling their noses together when their faces are close, before sitting him up on his chest.

Then he tilts his head up to look at you, wide, love-filled eyes blinking slowly before he says, “Maybe… depends on if me saying I want more kids is past the threshold or not.” 

[arachred]

keith who has spent years pining and being certain that his feelings are unrequited vs lance who is about to have the most earth-shattering, mind-bending moment of feelings realisation ever in history

[yourresidentstanlover]

Oh stanley pines, how i love thee

I really liked how this turned out :3

Will I ever be able to draw him this well again? Probably not lmao