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Emerson, Lake and Palmer
#keith emerson#greg lake#carl palmer#nothing scandalous this time#just the boys IN BED!!#jesus take the wheel#my thoughts are so impure#I’d love to play the floor is lava with them….heeheee#despite the horrible bangs keith looks very sweet#that jumper looks cozy…#it’s hard to look at Carl without thinking of his underwear though#and his cute little butt#I love his hair like this#he’s such a hot boy#but Gregory#whew boy#he is so gorgeous#how is it possible#and of course there’s the bed…#gaaahhhhh#deep breaths#elp#emerson lake and palmer#emerson lake & palmer#emerson lake palmer#a greg a day (or two or more)
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can't believe that skeleman has turned on us, and Halloween Prom is tomorrow.
(what a top-tier UM...we are about to be just totally obliterated in the absolute silliest way. what possible use could this power have outside of bringing us to the brink of utter holiday disaster.)
#art#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland spoilers#lost in the book with nightmare before christmas#hajimari no halloween#unique magic posters#this was so unforseeable!#i hope malleus gets pumpkinified immediately and sebek has to carry him around on a little velvet cushion#i hope jade puts his plant knowledge to good use by being extremely judgy about the firmness of everyone's rind#i hope that everyone is still wearing their silly little hats as pumpkins#(i know they won't. but if we don't have hope we have nothing.)#and i'm still feeling like oogie's gotta show up later and menace jamil just by existing#perhaps we'll have to team up against him with the scullsman or something 👀#also just to get it out before being proven entirely wrong#my theory is still that he's from the past and we gotta teach him about the True Meaning of Halloween (aka candy and funtimes)#so he can go back to his own time and become the founder of modern-day candy and funtimes halloween or something#bootstrap paradox be damned#i could be entirely off-base but that's what i'm thinking right now#idk he just has the vibe of an old-timey boy to me#he's had the great misfortune of being born before there were hot topics where he could meet other jack skellington fanatics#too late for the black plague too early for the black parade 😔
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Maybe the real interview were the friends we made along the way.
#that's his bestie!!!#he was so hot here#touch his best boy daniel over there and you won't even see the fire coming before it scorchs you#edit: fixed a typo#interview with the vampire#interview with the vampire spoilers#iwtv s2#spoilers iwtv#iwtv s2 spoilers#interview with the vampire season 2#iwtv s2e8#daniel molloy#Louis de Pointe du Lac#gif#mine#iwtv#iwtv spoilers#danlou
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Hi ! prompt idea : What if Zuko was armed during the first episode and was stranded with the water tribe while the avatar left with Katara and Sokka, Iroh on his trail for white lotus reasons.
Oh we are going to have us some FUN with "stranded with the water tribe", say no more.
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Zuko was dripping, and steaming, and staring down two dozen women and their gaggle of small children, plus that old not-the-Avatar crone from earlier. They were all cowering away from him. Which was--
Good. It was good. If they were cowering, then they hadn’t noticed how steam was not flames. He wasn’t sure he could make flames, not after the arctic water he’d landed in, with that last sight of the Avatar glowing; not after surfacing under the ice pack, after swimming, after kicking slamming breaking through and his ship was gone and there was only ocean all around and
and he’d made it back to this pathetic little camp of the Southern Water Tribe, because that was the only place he knew for sure would have shelter, and he wasn’t going to die just because they were all staring at him, even if felt like he would.
Even if the old not-the-Avatar woman could probably take him, right now. But she didn’t know that.
Zuko pulled himself up, taller than her by at least a few inches, and blew steam from his nose.
“I am commandeering one of your huts,” he said. And added, because Uncle said even a prince should be gracious: “You may choose which one.”
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She choose her own.
...The only one without children that flames might scar, or younger women to catch a soldier’s interests.
Zuko sat by her fire and determinedly started struggling out of his wet clothes and she was still in here with him--
Zuko pulled one of her animal pelts over himself, and finished fighting off his clothes. When he stuck his head back out, cheeks still reddened from what was obviously the cold, she dropped a parka on his head.
“Dry clothes, Your Highness,” she said.
The parka was much bigger than he was. He fell asleep hoping that the camp’s men were on a long, long hunting trip.
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He woke up again. Kanna tucked her favorite ulu knife away, newly sharpened, and stopped contemplating the alternative.
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“I am commandeering a ship,” he said.
The crone led him across the village, all twenty paces of it, to a row of canoes.
“Take whichever one you want,” she said. “Will you need help getting it to the water?”
Zuko looked at the canoes. Looked at the ocean. Watched a leopard seal, easily the size of the largest canoe, dozing just past the ice his own ship had broken through the day before. It was frozen again, a great icy arrow pointing from the waves to the village, snow already starting to cover it over.
Beyond was blue sky and gray ocean and white ice, floating in blocks like stepping stones, like boulders, like cliffsides.
There wasn’t even a hint of gray steel, or smoke. Or any land, besides what they were standing on.
He looked down at the canoes again. Somehow, they seemed even smaller.
“I, uh,” Zuko cleared his throat. “I’ll require supplies. Before I go.”
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They... did not have supplies. Not extra ones. This didn’t stop them from trying to give him supplies, food and blankets and anything else he could think to ask for. But each blanket was a pelt hunted by someone’s grandfather, had been inked with images and stories by someone’s mother, was the favorite of someone’s husband or brother or uncle or cousin--
They couldn’t go to the nearest market to replace things, here.
And when they talked about food, about what they could spare, they kept sneaking glances to their children, who were sneaking glances at Zuko from the huts, sticking their heads just over the snowy ledges like their fur-trimmed hoods would hide them. Their mothers and aunts shooed them away, and they crept back, like barnacle-crabs. Zuko glared, and they disappeared.
“When are your men coming back?” he asked. “They’re hunting, aren’t they?”
Oh. So that was what they looked like, when they weren’t trying to hide their hate.
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Zuko wrapped himself up in the same blanket that night. It was printed inside with fine lines and images, telling a story he didn’t know. He wondered whose favorite it was.
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Kanna wondered how quickly he’d wake—if he’d wake—if she built the fire up with wet driftwood and tundra grass, if she had one of the younger girls boost up a child to plug the air hole, if she let the smoke draw its own blanket down over this fire child.
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It was hard to know when to wake up, because the sun never set. So everyone was up before him, and they all had spears and clubs and—and nets, and trap lines, and snow googles with their single slat to protect the eyes from snow blindness. Zuko had seen those once, at the Ember Island Museum of Ethnography, where they’d gone when it was too rainy for anything more exciting.
Oh. They were going hunting.
“Give me that,” Zuko said, and took a spear.
The women looked at him. One of them adjusted her googles.
“I can hunt,” he scowled.
He did not, in fact, know how to hunt.
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“Give me that,” the Fire Prince said, and Kanna almost, almost gave him her ulu. Humans, like most animals, had an artery in their legs that would bleed them quick enough.
She kept skinning the rabbit-mink one of the women had snared.
“I can help,” he said, with less grace than most of their toddlers. Likely with the skinning skills of a toddler, too. She wasn’t going to let their unwanted visitor ruin a perfectly good pelt.
“Chop the meat,” she said, and gave him a different knife. “It’s dinner.”
“...This is really sharp,” he said a moment later, looking at the knife with some surprise.
“Is it,” said Kanna.
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Things the Fire Prince was convinced he could do: hunt (until he realized he couldn’t tell the tracks of a rabbit-mink from a leopard-rabbit apart); spear fish (at least he could dry himself); pack snow for an igloo (frustrated princes ran hot); ice fish (the prince was a problem that kept coming close to solving itself).
Things the Fire Prince could actually do: mince meat, increasingly finely; gather berries and herbs, once he stopped trying to crush them; dig roots, under toddler supervision; mend nets, after the intermediary step of learning to braid hair loopies.
“Can’t I take him ice fishing again?” asked one of the women, as she watched Prince Zuko put as much apparent concentration into braiding her daughter’s hair as his people had into exterminating hers.
“Wait,” said another woman, sitting up straight. “Wait wait wait. I just had an idea.”
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Three words: Infinite. Hot. Water.
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Summer was coming to an end. The sun actually set, now, and the night was getting longer, and colder. The salmon-otter nets were mended and ready. The smoking racks were still full of cod-lemmings. The children were all a little older, the women all a little more used to doing both halves of their tribes’ chores; a little more used to not watching the horizon, waiting for help to come.
The Fire Prince was staring at the canoes again.
“Are you actually going to try leaving in one of those?” Kanna asked.
“...No.”
“Come on, then; someone needs to watch the kids while the women are hunting.”
She didn’t leave him alone with them, of course. But she could have.
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Elsewhere, the war continued.
The moon turned red, for a moment none could sleep through; they did not learn why.
The comet came and went, leaving their castaway prince laying on the beach, his breath fogging up into the night sky above him, as the energy crashed from his system as quickly as it had come. Above, lights began to dance in the sky; Zuko pulled his hood up, so none of those spirits—children, dead too soon—got any ideas about kicking his head off to be their ball.
The war had ended. The world didn’t feel any different; no one in the south would know until spring came again.
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Suffice it to say, Sokka and Katara were not prepared for this particular homecoming.
#Sokka: please stop calling my Gran-Gran by her first name. please.#Kanna: you’re right Sokka he can call me Gran-Gran#Sokka: THAT IS WORSE THAT IS SO MUCH WORSE#Meanwhile Hakoda: you adopted WHO#Kanna didn’t ADOPT anyone thank-you-much she was very practically holding that boy for the fleet to use for ransom#why Hakoda#what would you have done if you had a Fire Prince#avatar the last airbender#atla#Zuko#Kanna#ficlet#(infinite hot water lady is ABSOLUTELY Toklo’s aunt)#(he looks to the prince looks to her and spontaneously invents the High Five)
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Grumpy, meet Sunshine.
Quote by @sstarbitss
#atla#avatar the last airbender#zuko#atla fanart#prince zuko#atla art#aang fanart#atla aang#avatar aang#aang art#aang#atla zuko#zuko art#zuko fanart#tales from the couch#Tales from the couch AU#atla modern au#modern au#HELLO HELLO I'D LIKE TO MAKE A STATEMENT#*ahem*#Zuko is hot in every single hairstyle he tries (yes even the Ponytail fight me)#Undercuts are inherently sexy (I will also fight you on this)#Zuko + Undercut = Sozin's Comet levels of hotness#That being said!#Aang is a sweet boy the sweetest of them all#He's such a cutie pie I love him so much#the gaang#Also yes they both have earrings#Zuko and Sokka may be Undercut Buddies™ but you just know they're part of the Cool Earrings Team founded by Aang#My precious precious boys
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Mike’s got that sopping wet cat boyfail rizz.
Mike either makes people love him or hate him instantly, there’s no in between
#ask reply#BUT THIS IS FR GUYS#it’s funny cause in the fnsf movie book#Mike just actually rizz up everyone#Vanessa Max Cindy and Jeremiah#what’s better is he seemingly doesn’t realize it either in both books and movies#Honestly who could deny a sleepy guy#when the fnaf movie dropped he literally became the white boy of the month#Mike convinced everyone on TikTok he’s hot#MIKE JUST has it#the guy ever
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vash + close combat
#trigun#trigun stampede#tristamp#trigunedit#vash the stampede#trigunsource#dailyanime#fyanimegifs#anisource#*mine#*tristamp#*gifs#my beautiful beloved angel boy#I'm sorry but he's incredibly hot when he fights in close quarters#his flexibility and coordination and raw strength#and when he swings his gun to use as a physical weapon?? goddamn#the fight choreography in this show is just *chef's kiss*#and the animation of his hair and his coat!!! is SO satisfying to watch#literally cannot wait for more in s2
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18+ mdni; gn!reader
thinking about toji the ultimate brat tamer vs two big brats – you and satoru.
you both talked big at first; about how he couldn't handle the two of you at the same time, about how he'd be the one to fold first, about how you'd make him whimper and moan, and yet...
here you are - laying on top of satoru, half limp, while getting pounded like there's no tomorrow. eyes hazy and threatening to roll back inside your head, tears run over the apples of your cheeks and drool trickles from the side of your mouth. he's filling you up so fucking good that you can't even properly moan – the only sounds leaving your pretty lips being shaky breaths and mewls. toji's heavy balls slap against you with every rough thrust and your ass stings from all the times he's slapped your soft, sensitive skin.
toji watches your tight little hole with hungry eyes, he watches you swallow him, he watches himself disappear deep inside you. you're so fucking warm and you feel delicious around him – he's addicted already. he's the only reason you're still half-up on your knees, his big calloused hands hold onto your waist like his life depends on it. he's not letting you go anywhere, no matter how much you want to run from him, from the pleasure.
"'s too much. i– i can't." his dick twitches inside you at your broken whine, clearly enjoying the state that you're in.
"nah." he rasps back. "don't think 's enough, actually."
toji's fingers bruise your skin as he pushes down on your back, making you arch even more for him. he takes his knee from the bed and places it down beside your trembling thigh. he's reaching new depths with this new position and he chuckles darkly when he sees your jaw fall slack.
above you, satoru lets out a muffled groan.
gagged and tied up – the only thing he can do is watch toji fuck your brains out. he can't even hold you, he can't even taste you...
he's never been this hard in his entire life.
your cheek is smushed against his lower stomach and you can feel his cock rubbing against your chest with every thrust toji makes. you're drooling all over satoru and fuck – he really just wishes he could kiss you.
his glassy blue eyes travel from your sweaty body to the man behind you, and he's met with the meanest grin.
"strongest one, hm?"
toji has never felt more powerful than he does in this moment. the legendary satoru gojo – finally at his mercy. tears cascade down his flushed cheeks and his adam's apple bobs, his skin is covered in red marks and sweat, and even though your own body hides satoru's - toji knows he's rock hard. the poor guy can't stop squirming and twitching underneath you, muffled mewls fill the air around you as his head lolls back against the headboard every two seconds.
the tip of his cock grazes against your soft skin but it's far from enough – a layer of his pre-cum coats your chest and your tummy and it's all just so fucking dirty.
toji fucking loves it.
he's going to pound you into the mattress while he watches satoru cry the prettiest tears. he's going to pump you full of his cum and then he's going to eat it out of you until you're passing out from overstimulation while satoru humps the air out of desperation. this is what you both get for talking back to him, for pushing his buttons.
he will make you both beg for his forgiveness and then he'll get to laugh and he'll get to mock – he's not stopping until you're both so fucking cockdrunk that the only thing you remember is his name.
you're both his little playthings now.
#hehehehheheheheheee#i luv themm:333333333#toji the brat tamer my beloved#he's so hot i died#and satoru hihihihihiiii#angel boy#toji#wtf mickey can write#gojo#gojo x reader#toji x reader#gojo drabble#gojo smut#toji smut#toji drabble#jjk smut#jjk drabble#gojo satoru#gojo satoru smut#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru drabble#toji fushiguro#toji fushiguro x reader#toji fushiguro smut#toji fushiguro drabble#jjk gojo#jjk toji#tojigo
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Okay so like stick with me but young Derek, alive hale fam au.
So like the Hale family finds out that Derek has a crush on Sheriff Stilinski’s delinquent son, and has mixed reactions. Talia is torn between amusement, worry and wanting to dislike stiles. Papa hale is very protective but thinks it funny that him and his son have the same tastes.
Peter is ecstatic, Stiles once beat him in chess when running from the cops. (stiles was running and sat down in the park around people for cover, turns out he interrupted a chess tournament. Peter challenged him to a game if stiles lost, Peter would turn him over to the police. If he won, stiles could use him as an alibi)
The rest of his siblings don’t really have an opinion other than using Derek’s crush to make fun of him EXPECT for Laura. Laura is in a one sided rivalry with stiles.
As the sheriff right hand deputy she was tasked with keeping an eye out for stiles and she constantly loses him. Which shouldn’t be possible because she’s a werewolf. She can never connect him to a crime he’s committed and can never prove anything. Can’t go to a judge a say “oh he left a scent trail which I followed because I’m a werewolf.”
Derek brings him home to dinner after they start dating. Unfortunately, the day that Derek brings him over, is also the day that Laura had to run around town taking reports of his crimes. She is fuming. Stiles looks her dead in her twitching eye and asked her how her day went.
The only crime she can connect him to is when he commit aggravated assault against a few of Derek’s teammates went to far with hazing. (Derek refused to fight back as not to hurt them) she lets him off.
#sterek#stiles stilinski#derek hale#young derek hale#alive hale pack#derek x stiles#Laura is a conspiracy theorist about stiles crimes#the sheriff had originally put her onto watching stiles when she first joined the force as a fun hazing#he did not expect her to get so stressed or stubborn about it#Laura hale#because like realistically a werewolf pack that is held in high regard and is trying to hide their secret would not like a delinquent#talia hale#peter hale#mamas boy derek hale#and delinquent bad boy stiles stiles Stilinski#as god intended#stiles is also a mamas boy but his mom was the one who taught him how to hot wire a car#so do with that what you will
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There’s a theme here…
#greg lake#this photo shoot is amazing#I mean the camera loves his face#so do I!#he’s such a hot boy#elp#emerson lake and palmer#emerson lake & palmer#emerson lake palmer#a greg a day (or two or more)
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Give me Edwin being a badass, give me Edwin protecting Charles, give me Edwin showing off his vast knowledge and skills or give me death!!
Some demon tries to manipulate and belittle him? Please, he's been there, done that, he calls the demon out and banishes it
Someone locks Charles in an iron cage? Edwin doesn't even hesitate before prying the door open with his hands blackening and smoking
The answer to a riddle is in ancient Aramaic? Guess who's got you covered - EDWIN
#in charles's head on a loop during those moments: hot hot hot#god hes got#dead boy detectives#edwin payne#payneland#my posts#charles rowland#dbda#dead boy detective agency
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forget the horrors and think about this baby achieving everything he wanted and more (first goal, 2005 vs 600th goal, 2024)
#the little sideways bounce and \o/....#and of course his gaping mouth#don't be sad think of his little aw shucks face as the boys came in hot to love on him....#also the man trying to get in on the crosby family action is a “rizzo??/rizzle??” according to max talbot on the alt broadcast#“that's a pittsburgh guy. rizz. and he's been his agent.” (i guess he's dee rizzo from caa)#honestly i’m so tired of media doomsmongering#we’re hitting so many big milestones this year and i wish they’d spare us the doom and gloom in at least the articles covering them#sidney crosby#pittsburgh penguins#hockey#long post#and when i say long post i really mean it. if that bothers you please for your sanity block me
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cw: nsfw/nsft
ken sato, the baseball star that everyone adores! well...almost everyone.
he always shows himself tall and confident, arrogant for most people. he makes thousands of people swoon with a single wink or one of those filtry smiles with his pearly teeth.
that makes you wonder, how many of his fans would percieve him if they ever saw their biggest idol in this way.
on his knees, half naked and looking up at you like you're the one hanging the stars in the sky. there was, ken sato. you smile back at him and reach one of your hands to cup the side of his face. ken leans on it, shutting his eyes peacfully as he melts into your touch.
his big hands are caressing your bare legs with the most care. like you were a goddess to worship. when your hand moves to his hair, he leans his head on your lap, pressing his cold cheek -the one you didn't touch- on your warm skin.
"are you tired, kenji?" you ask, your hand traveling once again, now to the broad of his exposed back, and making circular motions around his skin, listening to the way his breath got steady.
"i'm never tired for you, baby" he answers in the sweetest tone, contrasting his husky voice that he uses to talk in interviews. he props his chin on your thigh to look up at you with those pretty puppy eyes and his cute smile.
your heart swells with love for him. dragging your thumbs through his cheekbones, both of you get lost in each others eyes for a little, before you whisper. "come here" and he obeys. standing from the floor, he takes a seat besides you on the expensive couch, and smiles into your lips as you drag him in for a kiss.
the kiss gets more heated with every second, and your hands started to caress his body until they're found inside ken's trousers.
it didn't take long before the room was filled with his moans as you stroke him fast and steady. he keeps on holding you, kissing you desperately as you were going to disappear. "please baby" he whimpered against your lips, slightly thrusting his hips into your closed fist.
"wanna cum, kenji?" you ask, nonetheless, smiling when he desperately nods. "do it baby. make a mess for me" he moans before kissing you again, finally allowing himself to release thick ropes of cum that end un shooting on his bare chest.
while he regulated his breathing, you placed kisses along his chest, giving sweet caresses to his waist with your thumb. he speaks. "can we make love?" he asks with those begging eyes.
"but-"
“I don't have any training stuff or games tomorrow” he replied before you even asked, and then flashed one of his charming smiles. "please?" he insists and you sigh.
like all his fans, you can't help but fall for his charms. but unlike them, only you can see the great ken sato cry from pleasure.
pretending like i didn't cry like a baby...
#ultraman: rising#ultraman rising#ken sato#ultraman ken sato#sub!ultraman rising#dom!reader#sub!character#dom reader#sub character#sub!ken sato#sub ken sato#ficlet#the movie was beautiful 😭😭😭#he's such a mama's boy#too bad i was too focused on crying to pay attention to how hot he is :(#guess i'll have to watch it again :D
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BOY RADIO as Aurelio Fantasmas 1x05 "The Little Ones"
#boy radio#fantasmas#tvedit#hboedit#filmtvcentral#tvgifs#televisiongifs#dailymen#dailymenedit#userkei#usermichi#userpedro#flashing tw#flashing gif#*#my gifs#he's so hot!#not happy with the coloring#that show's colors are atrocious#half of it is GREEN
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Their actual first meeting in the Kyoshi Warriors AU!
Katara had her Oh moment before exchanging a word with Jian Li, and while she gets over it in time (or, at least, convinces herself that she's not embarrassed by her initial reaction to him) this quasi-interaction haunts her for the first couple of days of their stay in Kyoshi Island.
It's just not fair that the place is full of gorgeous people! Or that he's not only beautiful, but also kind and awkward and respectful and dorky and—oh, La—she's in trouble.
#zutara#atla#zuko#avatar the last airbender#katara#atla fanart#zutara au#prince zuko#atla art#kyoshi warrior ursa au#kyoshi warrior zuko#kyoshi warriors au#kyoshi warriors#kyoshi island#zuko x katara#katara x zuko#katara art#katara fanart#katara of the southern water tribe#zutara fanart#zutara art#Me: damn I hate doing backgrounds *proceeds to draw the most detailed and complicated backgrounds ever*#Why do I do this to myself. Whyyyyyy#Anyway I think Katara having her “oh no he's hot” moment before actually meeting the guy is the funniest thing ever#If only because that's the general reaction Zuko gets from about 90% of the people they meet in this AU#Katara doesn't have an instant crush actually. And neither does he. She just knows he's gorgeous and isn't afraid to tell him so once she...#...notices that he's got self-esteem issues but manages to hide them with fake confidence#Then it's all Katara showering Jian Li with genuine praise and our boy spluttering and blushing like a schoolgirl with a crush for hours#But it's okay. He turns the tables on her.#Zuko as Jian Li
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Insane to me that certain comic book creators who shall not be named dismissed Jonathan Harker as a "milk sop" and a boring character. White-haired avenger with ambiguously vampiric superstrength Jonathan Harker. Most violent and unhinged member of the vampire hunters Jonathan Harker. Ran at Dracula with a kukri knife without skipping a beat and then tried to climb out of a window to pursue him Jonathan Harker. "Like a living flame" Jonathan Harker. Calls his bond with his wife "the holiest love" and determines that if she becomes a vampire, even if Dracula calls her to his side, "she shall not go into that dark night alone" Jonathan Harker. You know. That one.
#dracula#dracula daily#Jonathan Harker is almost tailor-made to be hot to a certain audience demographic#he's traumatized and angry#but not at his wife#never at his wife#he has more reasons than anyone to hate/fear vampires#but if it's his wife#he trusts her implicitly#he has more reasons than anyone else to hate Dracula in particular#but if that's where his wife is going#you bet he's going to follow her#he is so extremely devoted to her#it's the exact contrast you see in so many bad boy romances#between traumatized lashing out and gentle tender protective love
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