#can you tell I'm just obsessed with them

[incaseofart]

That one meme but it's Triple Happy Meal

[stubblesandwich]

[theyrealllesbians]

"Oi, mate, you're getting a bit creepy over there" Remus punctuated his statement with a kick to James's ankle. A low blow, literally. James shrieked a little and grabbed at his foot.

"Barely. That guy's the creepy one" He nodded over to a guy stood at the bar, at least 20 feet away from Regulus, simply looking at Regulus and Sirius dancing. "Does it not piss you off? Guys looking at them in such a... predatory way?" James wafted his hands around as if that would help him put across his point any better.

"Not really. I know Sirius is hot, so it's always gonna happen. Besides I know he can handle himself if anyone goes too far. Obviously I don't love it, but I just let it be I guess" Remus shrugs nonchalantly. James wished he could be as chilled out as Remus, but he just couldn't. The fire in his chest simply would not die down and before he knew it he was knocking back the rest of his rum and coke before pushing himself up from the booth they were sat at.

He quickly covered the 15 or so feet that he was away from Regulus before grabbing him by the hips and spinning him into his chest. "Sorry pads, stealing this one for a bit." Sirius only looked mildly bewildered before he shrugged and went to where Remus was in the booth.

"What the hell?" Regulus asked, pulling back so that he could actually look at James.

"Nothing!" James answered too defensively. "I just wanted to dance with you."

He spun Regulus around again, earning a hit to the chest and a mumbled "you're gonna make me motion sick if you don't cut it out mister". James ground lightly into Regulus's arse, keeping both hands firmly planted on his hips.

Regulus hummed softly, tangling his fingers in the back of James's hair whispering "what's this really about?"

"Guys kept staring at you. Didn't like it." James pouted, shoving his face into Regulus's neck to pepper kisses up and down his neck.

"You're an idiot" Regulus smiled, grabbing James's left hand and entwining their fingers before grinding back into him.

"Your idiot." James reminded him.

"Of course baby. You're my idiot. All mine." He placed a quick kiss on James's palm before carrying on dancing, both ignoring everyone else but each other.

[overtake]

“a sexual awakening so intense it registered on the richter scale” is the single best and most accurate description I have ever heard.

pov: you're 16 years old and doing the final test for your super license ahead of joining f1 as the youngest ever driver. you expect the doubt and hate, and you know you can prove on track why you deserve to be there once you actually get in a car, but until then, you just have to be the subject of everyone's headlines and criticism for a factor you can't control.

then this guy comes along.

race winner who got himself to a top team and is beating his world champion teammate, a cool older handsome charismatic guy with a giant smile and big brown eyes, beloved and kind while still being fiercely talented, competitive, and hungry? the guy who you met in 2011 and who gave you the time of day before you were old enough to sniff at the f1 grid. he's not even going to be your actual teammate (yet), but he still takes the time to tell you he's looking forward to seeing you on the grid when so much of what you've heard is nonstop criticism.

he tells you good luck for your super license with a big grin meant just for you

and this is how it makes you feel.

this is live footage of daniel ricciardo becoming a permanent fixture in max's spank bank. it's one of those foundational crushes you have at a young age that sticks with you for life and unconsciously affects "your type" forever and never truly goes away.

also, i just think everyone should hear the way max very softly says "he's a really nice guy, yeah" with so much affection packed into every word.

how are you not to psychosexually imprint on him? one look at that video and max was ready to risk it all. he's been metaphorically tucking his hair, kicking his feet, and giggling since day one. he found a guy who he could race hard, who would challenge him on track, but who would still make the miserable pr days better for them, who was always laughing at max's jokes every time he did his little glance over to ensure it landed. max is so fiercely loyal to his people, and daniel has clearly earned that trust.

tldr: max verstappen is number one dirlie and if he were on f1blr, he would be writing long posts with onboards, data, and that ☝️🤓 attitude of his explaining in detail why everyone is wrong about daniel, and i hope it haunts all the max fans who get their rocks off to calling daniel a washed asshole loser that max's porn folder is daniel late braking compilations.

[vynnyal]

Finally finishing totk

[hughmanbean]

Pest Control

So if you've been looking at my posts lately you'll realize I've been fixating on Queen Danny. And I'm going to keep doing that. But let me grind up some new concepts to throw in.

You think that bugs can become ghosts? Other than singular ones like in Doctor's Disorders? Not really. They're not as obsessed or driven enough to be fully formed, and areas where they become even blobs via excess ecto would probably have a bunch of blob eaters or something balancing it out. So the singular ones in that episode would be much more rare in comparison.

And ghosts who control bugs don't count. We're talking about bugs being the ghosts.

But what about those mass insect killings? Pest control, or when a full apartment building lights on fire and there's enough ectoplasm around? You get a Hive.

Hives always prefer to work together, since even at their creation they are made up thousands or even millions of the creepy crawlies. They either form a body from tiny bodies or chose a majority that can represent it properly. So they can just meld and split without concern.

And in the bug and insect world, more often than not, the Queen is at the top. Pariah didn't count, he didn't even like the Hives. On the other limb, High Queen Phantom had created a clutch of her own.

Once she came into power, the Hives wish to fulfill her desires, as insect kingdom instincts demand and through newfound loyalty. They do so, to the detriment of everyone else.

[originalcontent]

I can't find art of my ship anywhere so I GUESS that means I have to make it myself, here are some doodles.

[swan2swan]

Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous

Running Gag: "What Are You Doing?"

[pickypickypeak]

[shooks-stupid-stuff]

eepers

[eruhamster]

Man, I'm so obsessed with Steel Under Silk.

I thought for so, so sure that Heeyrang would let his heart get the best of him and let Yeonjo go. Instead, he went the complete opposite direction.

But of course he did.

He and Yeonjo are exactly the same. One is desperately, unwaveringly suicidal and one wants to live so desperately he'll kill to survive, but beyond that, they are the exact same. Their stubbornness, their pride, their obsession with violence as a defense mechanism and rejection of any positive emotion as something weak and dangerous.

Yeonjo stared happiness in the face and decided that it simply couldn't be him. That he had to go through with it, because not going through with it meant giving up on everything he'd built his self-worth around. He decided that he couldn't find forgiveness, love, happiness, peace, comfort; he had to burn the bridge for a messy murder-suicide that no one in his family asked of him.

But in the end, he couldn't kill him. He never would have been able to, even before he was caught. He knew the poison couldn't kill him. He just wanted to kill himself, but his pride wouldn't let him go without saying he tried.

Heeyrang had to stare this betrayal in the eye and realize he actually does love Yeonjo, and he does regret what he did, that Yeonjo could never possibly forgive even when things are going good. He has to face the fact that his actions, all he's done just to survive, means he walks a path where he can never trust others. But in order to continue on, in order to not unravel his entire sense of self, he has to steel himself and pretend he doesn't care and act even worse. He has to burn the bridge, just like Yeonjo did. Because the only other option is remorse. And if he looks back at everything he did and regrets it, where does that leave him?

Just a bastard who became a murderer. Just like if Yeonjo had to look back with nothing to show for it, he'd only be a traitor's son that became a prostitute.

They're so similar it's insane. The exact same while being polar opposites. If they were reborn in opposite situations, in opposite body types, they would end up in this same situation, doing the same thing to the other that the other is now doing to them.

[jupiter--dream]

Stardust (dream x dust) is too good of a ship to be a rarepair *shaking my head profusely*

[pampam101]

what level of useless gay behavior have i reached now (every thought in my brain is "i love her and would do anything for her")

[shuploc]

If you do an Astarion painting I'm gonna evaporator /pos

Y'know what... It's kinda crazy, cuz I've literally been an Astarion stan since the beta, I'm collecting edits of him like it's pokemon cards too, but I just haven't talked about him on here at all lmao

I will definitely draw him, I guess I'm just gonna throw that out there; there might be a couple of pieces of him sprinkled in amongst everything else down the line. Thank you for the suggestion though, I've mentioned before how I feel pretty bad about drawing stuff from lots of fandoms at the same time, but idk, this time it does feel a little different ❤️

[angrybatart]

Someone needs a Rev Up.

[deathspoems]

Can we please talk about this scene???

Like look how scared he is! And Aziraphale is only worried!

Like it's these little moments where book crowley really come out cause anyone who's read the book knows that aziraphale is a badass. And I find it hilarious and amazing that when asked if he had a fire arm's license he like "oh of course I do" and crowley is just standing there dumbfounded and curious as to why his angel would ever need one.

AND AZIRAPHALE RESPONSE IS SIMPLY " I keep a gun hidden inside a hollowed out book" LIKE THAT NORMAL?!?!

I MEAN PEOPLE PLEASE! THIS IS THE (new) ARCHANGEL OF HEAVEN AZIRAPHALE HE'S NOT FUCKING AROUND