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[gomzdrawfr]

thank you for 2k

[feathersinthesun]

hello!

come sit down, have some tea

welcome to my little gay hell

my name is nico, i use he/him pronouns and i am a gayass demonic entity

this is my gay mlm yearning sideblog

enjoy your stay <3

[on1tea]

hello ^-^ im cici! i have a yandere blog @l0v3h4t3 but i was inactive for so long that most of my mutuals are no longer posting. im trying to reconnect w yanblr <3 if u could post this to help me reach more people i would appreciate it a lot. but u dont have to! have a lovely day 💕

Hello Cici!

I don’t mind sharing at all, welcome back to the community!~

[thomasschabot]

⭑ latest ⭒ masterlist ⭑ fic recs ⭒

[brainrotcharacters]

I'm just so happy for Logan honestly he finally found a bitch insane enough to match his freak

[dendroculus]

at this point the house should just go for a new record. how many did they have to do in 1856? 133 rounds? we can beat that. it would be hilarious

[dailyhogz]

Hii!! I think I discovered your account like yesterday and I am literally in love with your art style :)) I just got tumblr so I'm not 100% sure what asks are for but I THINK they're like dms or commissions or something... pls correct me if I'm wrong lol Anyway, I think you should draw sonic and tails watching their favorite movie together<3333

182. movie

[invinciblerodent]

btw yes, I'm also still stuck thinking about how in the cutscene at the start of the attack of Astarion's siblings, Astarion himself is standing right next to your bed.

Every time that scene is mentioned or brought up on my dash, I just keep thinking about how the bed the PC is shown using in the long rests (which seems to me like the top left one as you enter that side-room), and the one in which he's presumably been resting, are basically on the very opposite ends of the room.

like... sure, it already has me scratching at the walls to think about how, when unromanced, he probably felt something was wrong and went immediately to wake you and let you know (trust!!! friendship!!!), but it has me extra feral to think that he had abandoned the bed he had originally claimed in favor of yours, and was sprung from his lover's embrace by the arrival of his siblings. (Because you can't talk about cuddling, and cuddliness, and call yourself "cuddly Astarion" in the same scene, without actually cuddling sometimes lol.)

I kind of like to imagine that even on top of it being self-defense, springing to his feet so fast, there could also be something instinctively protective in the fact that he so quickly puts his own body between you and danger.

I mean,

right before the camera would focus on him, he's bent forward, snarling at them to get away, coiled to strike even unarmed (well. as unarmed as a vampire can be), and only relaxes into the conversation-pose when you stir, and Aurelia speaks.

And like, that doesn't feel like a conscious action, or even much of a purposeful decision from a mechanic standpoint (most likely the devs needed him to stand there-ish for there to be enough room for the PC to get up, and stand next to him for the conversation's camera angles to make sense), but I do like to imagine that at this point in the relationship, he just... acts without thinking, and puts himself into the more dangerous position on instinct. It lines up very nicely with that sweet, rather earnest line he says in the Wyrm's Lookout scene. (PC: "All that matters to me is that you're safe." Astarion: "I know you do. It matters to me, as well. I want to be able to protect you, too.")

... The rest of his "this is for us, this is to protect you, we're a team" lines are of course calculated, manipulative bullshit, and taking them at face value would be a mistake even if there is a kernel of truth at their core, but I think that one is genuine, and it's corroborated by this unthinking jump to your defense.

[jadecantcreate]

in the whitchlite carinval. straight up “caking it.” and by “it”, haha, well. lets justr say. My chad

(some gideon exploration & little doodles)

[i-ate-your-dog-srry]

HELLO!! I've only just stumbled across your page and you seem SOSO COOL!! Who's that puppet fella if I may ask? They seem just the most :D

2WHAAA!? hai hai welcome!!! I'm glad you've stumbled into this little blog! We welcome you, heh! That's so nice of you!! you Seem SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO COOL!!! I'm pretty sure I know whom you're talking about!! He's my son!! :) his name is Niron, but people call him Neon/Ron for short!! I take him almost everywhere, people ain't! :3

[moonkhao]

hi.

[nshtn]

tw for menstruation stuff

psst. I don't know if you take requests or things like this but after the t shot fic for wesker/reader I trust you w/ my soul

how would wesker take care of his trans bf who suffers from painful periods? currently suffering the curse and I need our knight in shining sunglasses to assist 😭

Having ensnared Wesker into a romantic situation means being cared for with a very obsessive precision; when he finds you curled up in pain, it triggers his need to take full control to remediate the situation.

Losing you to something as human as pain shock is not an option and Wesker is not ignorant to your body's sweaty palms and the bags under your eyes.

He will suffocate you in his presence for the meantime. A laptop will suffice for work. Your trust is tantamount.

...

Extremely schmoopy Wesker below, but, dare I say it, Wesker would schmoop over you if he loved you and he'd only date someone he would die for. You being his boyfriend is just his brain's code-word for 'charge' in which he is 'the unshakeable guardian' - very much the horde of one the dragon sleeps on. He's work-driven, so when you're work... Also, if lack of autonomy over your own medical decisions bothers you, run and don't hit Read More.

1.1k, tw: medical (malpractice), very inappropriately attached Wesker.

When he finds you alone in your shared space, curled on the bed in retching agony, he's ordering an abdominal CT, CBC w/ differentials, full colonoscopy with biopsy, investigative laparoscopy, and illegally prescribing you GnRH agonist tablets.

He will, of course, be the one to administer all of these things. No one else's hands can ever be trusted... not fully, not with you. This is the tax of his love.

He says he's sitting on your bed with you because he cannot afford the feeling that overtakes him when you're sick like this. You could see it in his expression, the way his lips twitched down and eyebrows knitted every time he had leaned against the doorway and crossed his arms, having asked if you'd have liked another Advil before his paranoia and (reasonable) concern at the state of your body had him resigned to being within the same room.

His words are sharp and clinical as he gently chides you on taking too much Advil in a six hour span, but there's something else beneath it - it's not just control he's after; your safety is tantamount. He presses Advil to your curling fingers even after the fourth and his gloves linger just a moment too long, true feeling leaking around how gentle his hands are and bubbling through the cadence of his expressions, softer than you've ever heard them. He talks as though you are a wounded animal.

He swears he got a shipment of Elagolix tablets around here - he can dig them out... they're a little out of date - "Damn things expire too quickly, honestly," - but they shouldn't cause issues if you take two. He calculated it.

His insistence is troubling, and yet it is borne out of a care for you that no other human alive could ever possibly reach, his glittering depths unseen by other men.

He has no issue prying open your mouth to force it down. "Yes, really. Open your mouth before I open it for you." He understands that you do not understand, but your lack of understanding cannot delay your care.

"Since you have no idea what's best for you, I'll take over the responsibility." That line really shouldn't make your cheeks burn, but it does. There is power in the streak of dominance, sure, but he could just as easily choose to walk, and he's doing quite the opposite.

Such unabashed, raw attention, all focused on you... if you weren't moaning and bleeding and making his nostrils flare and scrunch at the odd, stray inhuman urge, you'd cover your face.

You know he's overthinking it - he doesn't need to do any of this at all or keep a dozen emergency solutions at his person, but this is Wesker. Asking him to forego contingency plans that go from most likely to least likely gets you nowhere.

If anything, your nonchalance bothers him deeply. Why do you care so little about yourself? You're one of the few he'd spare. He simply will not stand by, and neither should you. In a way, his hatred for a world in which you've been beaten into submission about something so medically critical to your quality of life strongarms you into self-care.

It's punctuated with a pat on the head and a sweep of his thumb to your cheek when you do accept his care without fussing... Maybe a kiss on the forehead if you look in need or are particularly receptive.

When you close your eyes and lean against him, at first he pretends he's not aware, but when he thinks you're finally beginning to nod off, he nestles your head under his chin as he taps away at his laptop with one hand, the other stroking your chin and the fat of your neck. When he sees the way your hair slicks with sweat from your hellish ride, his frown lines deepen. That must be quelled.

You really can't get out of treatment or squirm out of his prying eyes. He'll pressure you into it because he wants you to get better. That is not to say, however, that you are forced through painful trial after trial to discover answers.

He's got 10mg/5ml Oxycodone, do you need any?

Would you like Nocitate? Just a little to get you through? He won't tell anyone. He can order anything your heart desires, dearheart; he owns TRICELL. Seeing you in pain makes him feel uncomfortable and awakens an urge to fix, fix, fix. And, though he won't admit it, seeing you so weak and shaky makes his stomach lurch in an unfamiliar, foreign way.

Empathy. Sympathy...

Such piteous things, and yet... he cannot nix them when it's you. How insufferably weak of him... but there is a unity and obedience in it, no? He is at odds with his doctrine's finer print, but he doesn't let it creep along his care. It should be beneath him, really, but you are an exception he takes great joy in maintaining.

Your insistence that he doesn't have to is an insult to his intellect he does not tolerate when you try to push him and what he perceives as his affections away. "No one else on the planet holds my competence. Don't argue with me." It's... it's a bit scary, but it's well-meaning.

One thing is certain, Wesker will be there. His hand will linger at the small of your back, just enough pressure to remind you he's there. No words are necessary if you do not decree it, just his steady presence, other hand scrolling along ResearchGate and Elsevier between business. He will lighten his workload to be there until your pain is gone.

Rest assured, he will find a permanent solution to it. It is not normal to have such pain, and Wesker would never allow his significant other to suffer something they don't have to.

(He's already tested you for predisposition to endometriosis by skimming a hacked genetics database and plans to use a biopsy from the laparoscopy he's scheduled to grow cloned uterine tissue and study your condition more closely.)

(Also, surprise surprise, he's your anesthesiologist, too.)

(Did you plan to transition? He can expedite that instead of searching for answers to an organ you may not even care much about.)

[bumblingbabooshka]

Cursed but funny: Tuvok transitions... and so does T'Pel. They are still straight, just t4t about it

Alternatively: Tuvok and T'Pel are both bigender and they take turns so there's always a wife and a husband, it just varies who's who

Incorrect! Bigender/Trans Tuvok is not cursed at all and is in fact a blessed image, sight, thought etc v_v Please rise and salute Mz Vulcan!!!! That IS undoubtedly a funny scenario though - they are forever destined to be Husband & Wife. Imagine worrying for several years that your wife might leave you for being trans and then you meet with her again and she's your husband and the only thing that changes is you're HIS wife now. This is T'Vok's life.

[lavenoon]

This started out as cat mirroring and fluff but unfortunately for Eclipse a lot of my trapcards have their origin in the first half of the 20th century and I'd like words.

@naffeclipse someone save him

*self insert Aster is not a girl (he/ she)

og detective au by sunnys-aesthetic!

[lil-lemon-snails]

I uh... i just hit 300 followers??? So as a warning thank you, here's some of my most self-indulgent art

Welcome to my blog :'3

[doctorsiren]

I've only really seen you on YouTube, so seeing you have a Tumblr account and I can see even more of your wonderful art makes me so, so happy!

:D!

Yeah I post the gay stuff here hehe (i have people from IRL who know me on YouTube that I would rather Not See my fruity art LMAOOOOO so I don’t post it on my community)

Welcome!