#human!thomas
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star--anon · 8 months ago
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I'm bored, let's talk vampire!Minho and human!Thomas
them in a friends-with-benefits kind of deal
but the benefits is blood donations
The agreement is they'll live together in a house, share resources, and Minho can bite Thomas whenever he wants (as long as he doesn't kill him)
a lot of the stereotypes about vampires aren't true in the slightest
Thomas is free to wear iron rings and bring garlic into the house
however, the "crosses will ward off a vampire" is 100% true
well, maybe more like 80% true?
It only wards off vampires looking to attack/bite/make a move on a human
Which means Thomas and Minho live a perfectly normal domestic life together, but Minho finds himself unable to approach Thomas whenever he's hungry
Thomas wears a cross necklace all the time. Even when he showers or sleeps
Minho is too awkward to ask him to take it off
He's new to this whole "human isn't terrified of him or trying to put a stake through his heart" thing and doesn't want to scare Thomas away
so Minho just waits for Thomas to take the necklace off. It'll happen eventually
Maybe Thomas is even wearing it on purpose because he isn't ready to be in a vampire-human relationship yet.
Minho can be patient.
Minho sulkily drinks from blood bags. He is not patient in the slightest and gives Thomas puppy eyes every time he drinks.
Thomas innocently asks him why he's wasting his money on bags when Thomas is right there, and Minho gives him a grumpy look
Sometimes, when they cuddle or share a bed or make out on the kitchen table, Thomas' neck will just be right there and Minho can't bite him
Thomas doesn't know it, but he is driving Minho insane.
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delyth-thomas-art · 19 days ago
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For all those who need this right now. Stay strong! Support your friends and be there for each other.
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vmkhoneyy · 2 years ago
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“People are inherently terrible” no!!! Have you ever seen a child wait for their friend while they tie their shoelaces? Have you ever known someone who would bring hurt squirrels and rabbits and mice to the nearest vet just so it doesn’t suffer? Have you seen someone grieve? Have you ever read something that hit your heart like a freight train? Have you looked at the stars and felt an unexplainable joy? Have you ever baked bread? Have you shared a meal with a friend? Have you not seen it? All the love? All the good? I know it’s hard to see sometimes, I know there’s pain everywhere. But look, there’s a child helping another up after a hard fall. Look, there’s someone giving their umbrella to a stranger. Look, there’s someone admiring the spring flowers. Look, there’s good, there’s good, there’s good. Look!!!!
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dcxdpdabbles · 1 month ago
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Thomas reading Gotham folk tales as bedtime stories: No one knows what happened to the Arkhams that night. Danny: I do Thomas: What are you doing out of your grave? Get back in there. Danny: But I- Thomas: You. Get. Danny sadly: Okay. Eight-year-old Bruce: What was that? Thomas: That was chapter twenty-seven. The legend of the Ghost Man. Bruce: Ghost?! Why was a ghost here? Thomas: Hush, Bruce. I hate spoilers; you'll learn the Ghost Man's myth when we get to it. Anyway, the Death of the Arkham bloodline- Martha: Thomas what did I say about scaring Bruce with your silly stories. Thomas: These aren't stories. They're historical records! I personally encountered every single one! Martha: Thomas, you did not enounter- Thomas: Yeah? Tell that to Danny Fenton! Martha: What does your first kiss have to do with this? Thomas huanted look in his eye: Everyhting. Bruce: I'm scared Dad. Thomas: You should be, especially after what happened to the Arkhams. On a night just like this, they died in this very room- Bruce: WHAT!? Thomas: Yes, the Arkhams used to own this manor before the Waynes bought it after their death. In fact, I was possessed while lying on the very same bed you are currently in. The Ghost Boy- at the time, he was a teenager, but now he's aged as you saw- appeared to free me, but if he hadn't, I would have died. Martha: THOMAS Bruce: *crying* I DON'T WANT TO DIE Thomas: And I didn't want to fall in love with an immortal when I was fourteen only to have him dump me after our kiss, but that's how things go. Anyway, good night, Bruce. I pray you don't become a dead thing skin suit! Papa loves you :D
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martyrbat · 10 months ago
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i think duke thomas can look up at the eclipse and be fine actually
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pierppasolini · 1 month ago
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Love and Human Remains (1993) // dir. Denys Arcand
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offbeat03 · 4 months ago
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A silly and cute redraw!!
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Unedited ver.
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lacus-umbrarum · 3 months ago
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Green whale here !
I'm sending some of my old works to tumblr, follow me if you're interested in.
(This is one of my favorite character)
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cxrrodedcoffin · 7 months ago
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when i say pretty boy THIS is who i’m referring to😌🤚🏻
happy birthday thomas gibson, another year older, another year hotter💞
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unit-ssn0va · 1 year ago
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lil virgil wip
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funeral · 11 months ago
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This is the great lesson the depressive learns: Nothing in the world is inherently compelling. Whatever may be really “out there” cannot project itself as an affective experience. It is all a vacuous affair with only a chemical prestige. Nothing is either good or bad, desirable or undesirable, or anything else except that it is made so by laboratories inside us producing the emotions on which we live. And to live on our emotions is to live arbitrarily, inaccurately—imparting meaning to what has none of its own. Yet what other way is there to live? Without the ever-clanking machinery of emotion, everything would come to a standstill. There would be nothing to do, nowhere to go, nothing to be, and no one to know. The alternatives are clear: to live falsely as pawns of affect, or to live factually as depressives, or as individuals who know what is known to the depressive. How advantageous that we are not coerced into choosing one or the other, neither choice being excellent. One look at human existence is proof enough that our species will not be released from the stranglehold of emotionalism that anchors it to hallucinations. That may be no way to live, but to opt for depression would be to opt out of existence as we consciously know it.
Thomas Ligotti, Conspiracy Against the Human Race
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theokusgallery · 23 days ago
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Why, hello there, Virgil. Long time no see!
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baylardian-1 · 1 year ago
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"I've thought about having children, but I must say I never considered having them with you."
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maxwellscorner · 2 months ago
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Big and strong Henry picking up his lovers
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cinnabowlii · 7 days ago
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its edward day in my timezone sooo yeaah
tumblr has prolly butchered the quality even with this closeup shot but i hope you can still figure out what i was tryna draw lol
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shikariiin · 3 months ago
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Happy hallowe-
Okay, who's the jackass that misspelled the sign again?!
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