#i am gay for them your honor

[insatiablewit]

It is very important to me that even after all this time, all this distance, rhaeynra and alicent flow together, forever in a push and pull.

The very moment alicent seeks to clean herself and humble herself, escape-

Rhaeynra fully leans in in her most darkest hour yet- sacrifices others and drinks in all the wrong lessons of the her father spoke to her of the gods and dragons

[gunstellations]

a little family

[armysethos]

pretzels and noodles in love ♡♡♡

[lordincognito]

The first thing Neuvillette does when he wakes up is just spend some time admiring his partner, reaching to pull him closer and run his fingers through Wriothesleys hair, leaning in to place a few kisses to his neck.

With that, he pulled the blanket over them again, purring happily, his tail twisting to curl around Wriothesleys calves, basically trapping the man although being sure to keep his hold loose. While waiting for him to wake up for a while, he took up nuzzling into his partners cheek, purring rather noisily as he smothered him with cuddles.

“Mon amour,” He murmured softly, kissing his cheek and pulling him just a bit closer until he’s resting on the purring dragons chest, “Are you awake, my love? I apologize if I wake you up with this…” Neuvillette whispered softly, running his fingers gently through his partners dark locks, smiling softly at him, trying his best not to wake up the man if he wasn’t already awake.

~ @monsieur-neuvillette ( Giving a style I use on my other blogs a run if you don’t mind :3 )

He felt like a weighted blanket was coiled around him ,it felt comforting. The blanket also seemed to be vibrating.....Wait a damn minute blankets don't do that, he realizes in his grogginess from stirring awake... Blankets don't comb your hair either so that can only mean one thing...He is being cuddled by his boyfriend.

What a great way to wake up!

"How many times do I need to tell you to stop apologizing for giving me affection silly~" he mumbles half awake as he snuggles closer to the dragon's chest, arms wrapping around his waist.

"You know the best ways to wake me up and you're going to turn me into a very spoiled boyfriend and an even more spoiled husband." He exclaims, now fully awake, eyes looking up to gaze tenderly at his partner.

"My sweetheart my beloved who knows exactly how to make sure I feel loved, your partner, me who is feeling very cheesy right now, would like you to know that I'm yours forever....I love you"

[bleppybeans]

New Chaggie Headcannon: Vaggie used to pull at her hair when she was stressed, so Charlie got her the bow as a present so she would pull on the bow instead!

[kimetsu-chan]

Fanart for @sensitiveheartless’s fic “Dazai’s moving castle” on Ao3 :)

[feligayzed]

hello m ybeautiful mutual. i offer a housewarming gift

WOE. M YWEAKNESS

To express my gratitude I offer you something a wee bit cursed in return 🤲

[andyrandyx]

Get bro out of Uganda right now with all these tap dancing faggalitious men 😣😣😣‼️‼️‼️‼️🙏🙏🙏🙏🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[justablah56]

eehee gay robots <3

[elilelibeli]

Remus has a camera. He has this camera because he captures everything he sees beauty in. Remus doesn’t think he is beautiful, he also never thought he was really surrounded by it. The pain, hardship, fear made it hard to still notice beauty around him, so he has a camera and takes pictures of everything to remind himself of beauty still around him.

He has pictures of Lily. With flowers in her hair or books in her hands just many many pictures of fiery, shiny and radiant Lily, Remus’s soul friend.

He has pictures of Mary getting ready, Mary dancing, Mary in the diner, Mary to remind him being beautiful means beauty inside as much as it means beauty outside. Mary shines in how she looks but she shines that much more from the inside and Remus wants to surround himself with that light forever.

He has pictures of Marlene, because he wants to be reminded of her beauty, beauty in chaos, loudness, bravery.

He has pictures of Peter, weirdly so many of Peter surrounded with strange plants. He is reminded that beauty can be found in anything just like Peter has found it in that weird plant he got for Remus on his birthday. Peter looks great in Remus’s green sweater sleeping on a couch and Remus knows that his friend’s safety is really really beautiful.

He has so many pictures of James. He can practically hear his laugh when he glances at those pictures. James is the reason he even thought about beauty still left around him in the first place. James loves very fiercely and the little bit of a crazy approach of seeing beauty in every little thing is fascinating to Remus. James got the camera for Remus and Remus started to notice tiny beauties around him.

And there’s Sirius. Amount of pictures he has of Sirius could probably fill up an entire room. After all Sirius is the reason Remus knows what beauty means. He always sneaks in pictures when Sirius is not looking, trying to regain the breath his best friend stole from him with one smile. He takes the secret pictures and stares them at home, alone, when he grants himself a second of bravery to imagine what it would feel like to have Sirius like Remus wants to have him, have him fully and eternally.

As much as he snaps pictures of everything and everyone he hates getting his picture taken. Why would anyone want to take a picture of him he thinks. He is not worthy to be captured by a camera that can capture beautiful things and he isn’t worthy of Sirius. Sirius deserves great things, beautiful things and Remus is none of those so he continues to take pictures of Sirius and anything else that reminds him of his muse, longing for him behind the lenses.

And then one day when Remus borrows a book from Sirius and he opens it to the page where something is wedged as a makeshift bookmark, he finds himself staring at a polaroid of himself. He remembers this from their lake day, he looks tired and he has that weird half smile in the picture. He didn’t know this picture was taken.

He notices a second polaroid wedged between the pages of another book on Sirius’s shelf. It’s one more of him, but this is from Christmas, he is wearing a red and green sweater from Effie.

Another one falls from the book, this is not of him. This one is taken in a tea shop, boxes of different mixes of tea and small chocolate biscuits in front. The Polaroid has a quick note in Sirius’s handwriting on it that reads “smelled like Remus”.

Remus finds one more of him reading in the library. One more between books of him showing a middle finger to James. All the books on Sirius’s bookshelf have Remus’s polaroids wedged between pages, with notes or timestamps or just plain. The pictures are all of Remus, different Remuses, while he had no idea he was being captured. His hands tremble while he picks up one more book from the shelf, the note on the polaroid reads “my moony”, he reads each letter scribbled by Sirius and he feels each of them inscribed in his heart with Sirius’s handwriting. Each letter giving him enough bravery to run and “capture” Sirius not only by his camera but by his devotion and love. And Remus is running and for the first time ever he wants to have his picture taken the moment he lays his lips on Sirius’s because he knows that will be the most beautiful moment ever.

[joykai]

Help

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Niffty: Alastor! There's a monster under my bed, and it's really ugly!

Husk: *from the bottom bunk* Honestly, fuck you.

[radioactivespiderblood]

Me, years ago: WTF does oriented aroace even mean??? How can you be aroace and have an orientation?!

Me now: hehe man pretty

[ummyesisthisjasongrace]

Did I ask for Bagginshield in my life? No.

Do I need Bagginshield in my life? Absolutely.

[nikkosan]

early valentines but make it gay

[huniipum]

not genshin but here’s a sneak peak to what i’m planning ✨

yes, yes i want the Simon alt to kiss Simon, yes i know what i’m doing, no you do not have a choice to unsee the impact i’m about to have drawing these two feverishly kissing each other