#help i am unwell

[zoomclown]

So it goes like this.

Warren and Gordon are foil characters.

I've been thinking about it a lot.

How Gordons primary goal is gathering knowledge. He wants to learn as much as he can about Cryonics, about Red Valley, about overhead. How Warrens primary goal is ignorance. He will do anything to avoid having to learn about his past. He doesn't care what other people know about him, but he doesn't want to confront the truth himself.

How Gordon is patient, watching and gathering information about Red Valley for years, all the while managing to fly under the radar of the very company he works for. Laying in wait. How Warren is impulsive and reactive. How literally the day after Warren learns about Red Valley he decides in a moment of avoidant spontaneity that he and Gordon are going to pay the base a visit.

How the only time either of them deviates from these behavior sets are in regard to each other.

Gordon could learn about Warrens past at any time, but he actively avoids that information. He chooses ignorance for Warrens sake. Meanwhile Warren, upon waking up in 2064, demands information. He doesn't want to escape into oblivion anymore, he wants to know if Gordon is okay. He wants to know where they are and what's going on. He is choosing to *know* because of Gordon.

Gordons riskiest, most impulsive decisions are all for Warrens sake. Gordon has spent *years* covering his tracks, doing everything in his power to remain inconspicuous. But within a couple weeks of meeting Warren, they are going to red valley together. Everything from following Warren into the building in the first place to sending Aubrey the files to choosing *not to run when he had the chance* because he just couldn't leave Warren. All of that was far riskier and more impulsive than anything he would have done before meeting Warren. Meanwhile Warren, who has only ever ran and hid, who avoids emotional discomfort like the plague, who doesn't seem to have managed to maintain a single adult relationship, chooses to wait for Gordon. Warren who has never waited for anyone, choosing not only to wait for Gordon, but to sit through a 40 minute recording of Gordon waiting in the rain because even across time he can't just let him go through that alone.

So yeah anyway I think about them a completely normal amount.

[bayleavesfromthevine]

it's 4:30am and i'm over here thinking about nobamai and how mai would make nails for nobara with her technique so that a part of her could always be by nobara's side

[scrumptiousdefendorofaang]

DID YOU GUYS SEE IT!!!! NETFLIX RELEASED A WESPER DELETED SCENE

[averseunhinged]

tag #3 from @kirythestitchwitch! name of the game is most recently written line from your wip/s.

"Bennett witches!" Katherine laughed and laughed at the way Klaus seethed with impotent rage, securely trapped in his seat at the negotiating table. "Nasty little things when you cross them. Bonnie might not like me much, but she hates you."

pr sure that's the most recent line, but i had to dig thru most of a legal pad for it.

[laviejaguardia]

personally victimized by this show's soundtrack choices

[bashzzey]

ISAT drawings I did in recent aggie sessions! ^^ I love this goober a bit too much oops hehe :]c

[solarsturniolo]

can you do sub chris or abc’s (maybe vibrator involved ?)

Sub!Chris Headcanons

Warnings: Sex / Cursing / mentions of overstimulation / p in v / no protection / sub!chris / use of toys /

Disclaimer!!!: This is just my opinion on what chris would be like if he was submissive. None of this is factual.

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Although Chris loves being dominant in the bedroom, he adores being taken care of, especially on those long days after numerous back to back meetings and creating content.

He’s easy to get into that headspace too. A simple shoulder and back rub will relax him, at which point he won’t even want to be dominant anymore. He just loves being cared for and getting the princess treatment from you.

He doesn’t like handcuffs or restraints, he likes being able to touch you. On the rare occasion that he does let you use them on him, he’s tugging on them and whining the whole time, begging to be let out. He can’t stand having you so close to him and not being able to touch and feel you.

He spends an ungodly amount of time on your chest. Touching them, massaging them, kissing them, sucking on them, marking them…he loves to hear the sounds you make while he takes his time with you.

Chris is always open to trying new things, so he wasn’t opposed to the idea of using a vibrator. He knew it made you feel good, so he had no real reason to deny trying it.

He may have ended up liking it a little too much though. He won’t even ask, he’ll grab it from the bedside drawer himself. Whether he’s in control and using it on you, or letting you use it on him until he’s sweaty and writhing in the sheets, Chris loves the way it enhances both his and your pleasure.

He’s vocal in bed normally, but even more so when he’s not in control. Something about the power being out of his hands drives him crazy and he’s not afraid or ashamed to make that known to you.

“F-Fuck, it feels so good. O-Oh my god, yea please don’t stop. I-It feels s-so good, I-I’m gonna cum. Please let me cum, p-please. F-Fuck, I’m such a m-messy boy, I-I’m gonna make s-such a mess. P-Please, can I cum? Please i’ve been such a good boy for you, m-my balls are s-so full, p-please. W-Wanna empty them in you, f-fuck.”

He tends to ramble the closer to his orgasm that he gets. It starts pretty light, just soft moans and whimpers with a few pleas thrown in the mix. But once he feels the warmth growing in the pit of his stomach, he can’t help himself. Any and everything he’s thinking is free game.

“W-Wanna fill you up, baby. P-Please, I’ve been a good boy for you. Did everything you asked me to. Y-You feel so good, please don’t make me pull out. F-Fuck, i’m begging you. I-I-Im a good boy, I-Im your good messy boy. P-Please, wanna make a mess all up in your guts.”

And not to mention he looks so pretty laying back on the bed, his sweaty hair clinging to his forehead, his lips parted as he pants and moans each time you sink down onto his cock. His eyes can barely stay open, eyelids hooded, determined to still watch you and admire you as you take care of him. His cheeks and ears flushed with a bright rosy tint, some of the color even showing on his chest from just how hard he was blushing.

Chris LOVES the sex, but he almost loves the aftercare more. The way you hold him while he clings to you, his head buried in your chest, panting as his body jolts with aftershocks. Your soft tender kisses on his head as his hips buck, burying his cock as far into you as he can. Your sweet whispers of praise in his ear, fingernails gently running along his back to soothe his tense muscles.

When he snaps out of it, he tries to take care of you and clean you up, but you insist that he doesn’t have to worry about it. You were there to soothe him after his intense performance, just like he always was there to take care of you when he’s in control.

Some nights you stay like that for a while, bodies together and joined at your most intimate parts. But some nights that are more intense than others you’ll run a bath for the both of you. He loves feeling you behind him, massaging his tense shoulders and working the knots out of his back. Baths with you are one of his happy places. For a moment the world stops, there’s no bad. He can relax, he can breathe, he can just be.

You take a generous amount of time focusing on washing his hair, knowing how much he enjoys the feeling of your fingers in his hair. Your nails massaging his scalp is enough to make him nearly fall asleep in your arms.

Once you’re both ready for bed, Chris will lay next to you and wait (im)patiently for you to ask if he’d like to cuddle. Chris enjoys being the little spoon, so he’ll roll over and wait to feel your arms gently wrap around him. He just adores being babied by you. He’ll whisper soft words to you, wishing you a goodnight while he kisses your knuckles.

In conclusion, Chris is baby. Argue with the wall

[shapelytimber]

Look at my babygirl !!!! *Drops him on the floor*

[COMMISSIONS]

I did this in a frantic energy just after watching the new episodes khlhlglglgl

[littlekinng]

there’s something so tragic and borderline horrifying about how much of Loki’s insistence upon self sacrifice is rooted in a deep sense of self hatred and the belief that he’s no good to anyone unless he’s actively putting his life on the line for them, which is basically just thinly veiled suicidal ideation

[naughtydogg]

oh my god??

[kiinuuzzz]

i am so normal about kenshi takahashi

[mellowthorn]

burrich

[ghostboy-art]

I did this in my notes app

[blitzwhore]

Hold on, man... I'm having Thoughts and Emotions...

What if Stolas and Octavia made plans to watch the solar eclipse together on Earth to make up for not seeing Azathoth's tears? And maybe Octavia suddenly suggested inviting Blitzø and Loona over as well, since they were all together that other time, too?

And when Blitzø sees the awkward text from Stolas inviting them (I'd understand if you're busy or would rather not come, but Octavia seemed keen on the idea of seeing Loona again), he isn't sure he wants to go, because things with Stolas have been so weird lately, and he's deeply in denial about the feelings they have for one another. But Loona kicks him in the butt about it because he's being stupid, and so he reluctantly texts Stolas trying to sound as nonchalant as possible (shur y nut, portal plz) while freaking out inside.

And he doesn't know what he was expecting as he crossed that portal, but a mountaintop above the clouds is definitely not it.

“Thank you for coming,” Stolas says, and Blitzø can't help but notice the way Stolas bows to him—and then he pushes that information aside, not knowing what to do with it. “I hope the localisation is fine, and not too cold. Anywhere else would've been too crowded.”

“It's whatever,” Blitzø shrugs, and hates the way some of the light leaves Stolas' smile. He's only been here for half a minute and he's already messed things up.

Next to them, Octavia is explaining the intricacies of solar eclipses in detail to Loona. Absent-mindedly, Blitzø notices the way Loona softens around Via, but keeps it to himself, not wanting to be kicked in the nuts. Instead, he looks around for a semi-comfortable stone and plops down on it, wincing when Stolas sits carefully by his side.

He's searching desperately for something to say when Stolas announces, “Look up, everyone, it's about to start!”

At first, Blitzø notices nothing. Well, nothing but the mild discomfort of staring directly at the sun.

But then he sees it. The moon—a corner of it, anyway—overtaking the powerful star. And, for a second, he can't breathe.

Of course, the partial eclipse lasts long enough that conversation sparks up again, though awkward and sporadic. Stolas asks about work, Via talks about the moon's mountains. Blitzø tries to quieten the voice that says he doesn't deserve to be here.

But when the total eclipse nears, they're all too entranced to talk. As darkness washes over the sea of clouds below them, the seconds seem to slow, and each of his heartbeats thrums through him, echoing in the ground underneath him. He's one with the earth and the sky, and, when it all goes dark, the whole universe stops breathing with him to experience this.

He only remembers to breathe when, in the complete darkness, he feels thin, long fingers curling around his own.

Too entranced to remember all the reasons why he's not allowed to want this, Blitzø squeezes Stolas' hand firmly back.

They are one. Of course they are. How could they not be, when the sun and the moon themselves are?

It's less than two minutes before the sunlight begins regaining its territory and washing away the darkness, but it might as well be a lifetime.

A lifetime he spends with Stolas' hand clasped firmly in his own, surrounded by their daughters, marvelling at the vastness of the universe. Feeling like, maybe, they're all insignificant enough to deserve all the love they can find.

But, inevitably, the moment passes and reality settles back in.

Blitzø doesn't want the moment to end, but, of course, the moment doesn't care. And, too scared to keep holding on to a hope that feels as fragile and ephemeral as an eclipse, Blitzø lets go of Stolas' hand.

[loustyles]

x

[ineffableteeth]

They probably almost kissed after this

They probably almost kissed after this

They probably almost kissed after this