#damn it’s SO DEEP

[butchhamlet]

this is the opposite of a new observation but hamlet's uncle really is such a bitch. if i were grieving someone i had complex and intense feelings about and someone told me, IN PUBLIC IN AN ASSEMBLY OF MY FAMILY AND THE GOVERNMENT AND ALSO IN FRONT OF MY MOM, WHO THEN JOINS IN, to get over it already because uwu well everybody dies </3 i would have started throwing hands in the throne room. claudius didn't even like take him aside. he gave this lecture in front of god and everyone. we undersell hamlet's self-control

[clumsypuppy]

these two are so interesting to me

characters belong to @canisalbus

[cuterefaction]

Can you imagine a wedding attended 90% by multiple Harry Kims? Adorable.

I know we didn't spend all that long with the crew of the Anaxamander but they give a really nice-if-made-almost-entirely-of-sass vibe. I hope they'll all be okay :)

[st4rbwrry]

so i’m finally catching up w tokyo rev, and baby DAMN did i forget how fine taiju was UNHHHH.

[radpool]

I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself

to hold on to these moments as they pass

- counting crows, a long december

detail below the cut (and wolverine angsty musings in the tags lol)

[martianbugsbunny]

My TNG poll is over (Data won and I should not be surprised lmao; proud of dealer's choice Will Riker for pulling a solid third) so let's do another one!

Dax and Odo don't get to be in it because that feels like cheating. they're actually trans.

[dawnbreakersgaze]

[cidade-tempero]

DC FANARTISTS. DROP JASON HEAT STROKE PHOTOSHOOT ART AND MY LIFE IS YOURS

alt versions under the cut btw 🥰

no blood ver and a little blurred

[k3n999]

ohh my godd one day. ONE DAY I'm gonna find the time to yap abt Ais, write 100 paragraphs abt why I love this red horn-y man so much if I could. I'm not very good at putting my thoughts into words but I really need to do it. It's hurt to keep everything in your head for too long. So I hve to get it all out🧑‍🦽hhhhhhggggghhhhhhhh

[purplecelestial-buddy]

Currently thinking about how far hrkg have gone in the progress of their relationship

From coming up with the 10 secs thing (and going as far as timing it!!)

To Hirano expecting to be touched

To the first time Hirano used the 10 secs himself

To Hirano not being conscious of time anymore

To coming up with exceptions, extra rules and nuances

[s0fter-sin]

nik finding out ghost’s father is still alive

he teases out personal information from him over years of careful dedication; always knowing when to back off, always knowing when ghost needs him to push just that little more so he can free himself of his own memories

it’s not always important; sometimes it’s little things like preferring full fat milk for his tea or that he enjoys morning runs with his back to the sunrise. that he prefers to sit in an armchair than a couch and he hates the feel of cotton balls but endures it anyway

it takes a while before he gets to the deep things. the tragic things. broken plates. snake infested beds. dead prostitutes in toilet stalls

all with one man at the centre of them

ghost isn’t shy about his opinion of his old man; he knew he was a cowardly, addicted bastard who stood up for what he believed in only so long as the person he was standing against was weaker than him. he tells nik how close he came to killing him one night when he found him passed out on the couch; foaming spit and vomit all around him. he tells him how much he wished he knew then what he knows now; how he could’ve killed him with a toothpick if he just learned earlier

and he tells him that even unconscious, even when grew bigger than him, when he was stronger than him, ghost was still too afraid of him to try

he tells him around a shared cigarette that he got the call about his cancer just after he enlisted; how bitter he felt that he wouldn’t be around to watch him suffer and wither away. and it’s with a sour laugh that he tells him it was a few years after his first deployment that he got the call that he was in remission

“bastard couldn’t even give me that much,” he scoffs and stares at the smouldering butt long enough that nik takes it from him before he can snuff it out on his skin. “know the funny part of all this? i’ve killed hundreds of men. i know how to use more weapons than i can count- i’m the fuckin’ ghost…

“and i’m still fuckin’ scared of him.”

silence falls and nik sits in it; in the cruelty and discomfort of a man’s fear. he thinks of an old wooden home with its little chapel at the end of the yard. he thinks of silent dinner tables and repeated prayers over the crack of a belt. he thinks of the weight of a bible clutched in his hands and how it never eased the heat of his blood dripping down his back

he thinks and lights another cigarette and pretends ghost’s hand isn’t shaking when he offers it to him. because that’s all he can do

for now

-

months pass and nik does ghost a favour by acting like he’s forgotten their conversation on the roof despite them both knowing it’s bullshit. you don’t just forget sharing something like that; the shame of admitting and the hatred of knowing are too strong for something as merciful as forgetting

but they don’t talk about it again

months pass, missions blur together except for the ones that really don’t and it’s been a while since nik was in country when he slides up beside ghost as he oversees recruit training

he doesn’t say anything; just lets ghost feel his presence, conveniently from behind so he can slip something in his hands held behind his back before he steps up beside him. they watch the repetitive drills and the repetitive mistakes until ghost barks at them to fuck off or he’ll make them run until they puke then make them keep running

he waits for the last of them to huff and puff their way to the showers before bringing his hands to the front and unfolding the paper nik gave him

he doesn’t get past the first line before he stills

ghost forces his head to turn, eyes reluctantly dragging away from the paper to nik who stands waiting expectantly

“a gift,” nik says simply. “it does not bode well to have a haunted ghost, yes?”

he doesn’t let himself deflate the way his body wants; he keeps his back straight and shoulders wide and lets out a carefully controlled breath. “it last long?”

“oh yes,” he nods with a wide smile. “hell received quite a few pieces.”

ghost nods back and looks down at the paper in his hand, refusing to acknowledge the fine shake running through it. it isn’t enough to blur the cutout from a manchester local newspaper and reading it again makes his knees weak with 30 year old relief

missing: norman riley

[ryuusea]

Banquet 🍎 Day 2 of #SherliamWeek2024

Woohoo here’s the first piece I was able to do for this year’s sw week!

Yes I am aware of I drew the ring on Sherly’s opposite hand, I did it for the visual effect haha

[saturnyukaa]

a collection of tristeva stuff from two-ish years ago i dug out of the bowels of procreate

[coldflash-corner]

Speaking of Barry being able to read Leonard Snart scarily well, imagine that Barry notices how Snart reacts to people Barry knows, and files that away in his opinions of that person

Barry is in the cortex with someone he finds kind of annoying but harmless, Snart walks in for Definitely-Not-Flirting-While-Doing-Business Reasons, and starts lowkey acting like this guy is an Immediate Threat that he's trying to act cool around to not set him off. And Barry immediately knocks like 5 points off of the "how much do i trust this guy" ranking. Subtly starts telling him less things, looks into what he's doing on the downlow, treats him as potentially suspicious And turns out... The guy does have bad intentions

Leonard comes in and meets some of Barry's new friends/coworkers, and clearly seems to mark one of them as more trustworthy/less of a threat than everyone else. And when Barry needs help or someone to confide in, he goes to that person over everyone else

Barry comes in to Saints and Sinners and sees a regular he's run into before, but hasn't seen interact with Snart. He thought the guy might be pretty cool. But today he walks into them talking, and Immediately sees that Snart is closed off, jumpy, does NOT like that guy in his space. And Barry immediately takes cues off of that, turns the guy down when he later asks to have drinks together next time Barry drops by Saints

If Snart seems unnerved by someone Barry knows, Barry trusts his instincts. Even if Leonard never says anything to Barry out loud, he still takes note of that. If Snart likes someone, or just thinks they're reliable, Barry will trust that instinct.

Even if Snart doesn't say his feelings out loud, Barry trusts him so innately that he will listen to Snart's instincts when it's clear he's feeling a type of way

[bread--hood]

Charles Smith/Arthur Morgan [RDR2]

[galacticturnip-art]

“Garak, let go! I can’t see the injury if you’re gonna hold my arm like that.”

“Forgive me, Doctor. I’m just a little nettled by the dynamic imbalance of our professions. You are always having me on my back to take care of the tiniest of scratches. And yet I have you perfectly standing still with every collar alteration or hemming of your pants. I would hardly call that a fair exchange, would you.”

“Hm. And here I thought you always enjoyed the access to my pants.”

- blurb courtesy of Andrew, the bestest creative collaborator 😋