#i haven't figured it out yet

[fiona-fififi]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Anyone want some Tommy Outsider POV? This is a little first 118 get together at Eddie's place after Buck and Tommy start seeing one another fic. Don't know how I feel about it. But I'm writing it, so. have some.

Tagged by @transboybuckley and also @messyhairdiaz at some point and possibly others. I don't know. Tumblr had me shadowbanned for like a full month, so I apologize for any tags I missed. But I have my blog back and I have words (probably more than I should share because it might be half the fic, but fuck it, why not??)

They make it to Eddie's twenty minutes later than they were supposed to. Tommy’s still fretting a little over the time because it's on him and a late shift, but Buck laughs him off, rolls his eyes when he spots the text Tommy sends Eddie's way, both before and upon their arrival. Buck swings the Jeep into the driveway behind Eddie's truck, and Tommy can't help the way his brows furrow at that, because there are vehicles lining the curb, including some he recognizes, and he would have expected Buck to follow suit. Instead, though, he takes the space like it's his, and hops out of the Jeep with a bounce in his step. “Can you grab the beers?” Buck requests as he pops open the back door to gather the cupcakes Christopher had requested. Tommy doesn't respond, just opens up the door on his own side and starts gathering the cases in the back. When he reaches for the extra six-pack on the floor, Buck stops him with a click of his tongue. “Ah, I'll grab that one.” He scoops it into his free hand, balancing the tray of cupcakes on his other arm. “Eddie's favorite,” he supplies then, when he notices Tommy watching him curiously, like that's somehow supposed to mean more than it does to Tommy. Still, he shrugs it off, and gathers the remaining two cases, following Buck to the house as an odd tightness settles over his shoulders, a telltale sign of anxiety he's not sure why he's feeling. He's been here before; it shouldn't be weird. And yet, there's something about the way Buck just walks in. Doesn't call or knock or even pause. Just pops the door open and heads to the kitchen. And maybe that's not strange. Everyone's in the backyard. No one would have heard a knock at all. But there's something in the comfort Buck feels. Something in the way he takes up space, in the way he just walks in. In the way he rearranges the contents of the refrigerator like it's his own, hiding the six-pack near the back, so no one gets into it before Eddie. And they're Eddie's favorite, but Tommy knows he'll see Buck with one in his hand before the night's over, because he's seen it before. Watched Eddie dole out from the standard stock for everyone else, only to place a matching bottle in Buck's hands after he wanders off to grab his own. It's not something that bothers him. But it's something he's noticed.

Gonna be honest, I'm not sure how much of my taglist I remember because it's been so long, so I apologize to anyone I forget, but I'm tagging @messyhairdiaz @spotsandsocks @shortsighted-owl @reachingforaspark @eddiebabygirldiaz @daffi-990 @elvensorceress and anyone who wants to share.

[slavetomyheadcanon]

So like... Is there a 'hi I'm spamming you with activity' threshold for deciding to follow someone new on here where you accidentally stumble over their blog because of a tag you thought was funny so you go thinking "hmm that was amusing what kind of person wrote this" and you find out they follow and reblog the exact same kind of stuff (and sometimes the exact same stuff) you do and you're like "oh holy crap I just reblogged and liked a crapload of posts from this person maybe I should follow them"?

[liskobot]

so that twitter takeover huh

[egophiliac]

I DID IT I GOT MY PINK HAYATE now I am never doing that again!

(at least until they give me, like, a frilly unicorn Kamui or something)

[theotherace]

was thinking about if i shipped any of the companions. i guess the answer is yes

[micamone]

hewwo

[flickering-nightfall]

How long do you think they would last if a pink lizard walked in here? 10 seconds? 20, maybe,

[tofixtheshadows]

Hot take: Laios wouldn't actually mind an arranged marriage. Obviously "reluctant royal being pressured into marriage" is very fun for shipping purposes. But I have harlequin blood, so bear with me. Join me on this journey of character theorizing/shipping nonsense that makes it abundantly clear I have a Scrivener document I'm neglecting.

Laios was promised to someone from a young age. He and Falin both were; it's probably how their parents ended up together. They both broke it off by leaving their village, but it didn't seem to be a factor in Laios's own decision. And when Marcille, presumably, asks about his hypothetical love life (bicorn chapter), he not only brings it up readily, but actually seems kind of flattered? lmao

I love when smug Laios comes out. Underrated factor of Laios's personality for me is how much he enjoys being seen as cool. I think you'd expect Laios to be embarrassed or uneasy over this line of questioning, and the fact that he isn't is fun to me.

So when Yaad and his other old advisors bring up his need for a wife, Laios is ready to go along with it. Not necessarily thrilled by the prospect, but he was raised to think of marriage as a business arrangement you do because it's beneficial for your household/bloodline (as was often the case historically). He's already made the big step to claim a throne, and the idea of becoming village chief after his father seemed to have been vaguely in the back of his head all his life. Besides, if he has to do it anyway, I think he'd take comfort that there was a formalized process for an otherwise socially messy undertaking.

This dovetails neatly with my personal headcanon that Laios is gay but unaware of it. He comes from kind of a repressed culture- or at least I can imagine he does based on context clues- and has spent most of his life being ostracized in one way or another, feeling like he's on the outside of humanity. So he doesn't realize that his lack of attraction to women is unusual- he assumes that nobody really enjoys romance that much. It's not like his own parents married for love. It's just something people play up for stories, right?

It's all tangled up with his fraught desire for human connection and platonic companionship anyway. Meanwhile he's blithely unaware that the things he says about Toshiro are not normal bro things. Oh you'd totally marry Toshiro, Laios? Tell me more.

I see this in Marcille too. Firstly due to her unstable development, which has only recently allowed her to reach maturity (I headcanon her as somewhere between 20-22) and secondly due to her being a half-elf (infertile+a too-long lifespan), I think she has the expectation that she's simply not destined for love. The half-elf character she relates to in her favorite books says as much. So she, too, confuses a genuine lack of heterosexual attraction with the belief that this is just because of her half-elf status distancing her from it. Plus, she spent over a decade as a student/researcher in a nice little sheltered academic bubble, at an all-girls academy populated by adolescents. She's the most sheltered of all the characters: she's only spent the past year in the "real world", and she still focuses all her romantic attention on living vicariously through her favorite characters or her friends (except for Falin, conveniently!).

And Marcille would absolutely want to live vicariously through Laios and his future wife. She would not want him to go through a dispassionate formalized process: she wants her bestie to have a fairytale romance! What is the point of being a heroic king in a mythic castle if you can't even get a love story for the ages out of it?

This would result in a lot of Laios meeting with eligible bachelorettes at Marcille's urging, looking to Kabru for help the entire time and being grilled by Marcille afterwards about what he liked best about each girl. "She had nice, um, teeth?" They're both so close to getting it.

Kabru, meanwhile, is agitating for Yaad and the other advisors not lock the country into a hereditary monarchy, they have the chance to do something radical here, to break away from the systems that the elves and dwarves uphold. At the very least, let Laios marry for love, or formally adopt an heir and name them his successor if he wants, he's already sacrificed enough for the sake of Melini. Don't make him jump through these circus hoops for the chance of some trade agreements, we can get those without a royal marriage. And even if Laios was willing to go along with it, he does look at Kabru like he's his hero for sticking up for him.

The vague unhappiness Kabru feels at the idea of Laios being married off is easy for him to ignore. Kabru didn't actually get better at honoring or even recognizing his own wants just because he's moved past the dungeon. And Laios hasn't gotten the hint about his crush on Toshiro and is still 50/50 on saying casually shocking things, so when he remarks that he doesn't need a wife anyway when he has Kabru, he has no idea why that gets him the looks it does. After all, where he's from, men marry women to run their households, but Laios has castle staff for that, and Kabru is handling the rest?

That comment alone ticks one month off their collective gay awakening countdown.

Anyway. How many repressed gays in their twenties does it take to run a country?

Answer: Yaad can tell you.

[claraoswalds]

DOCTOR WHO Dot and Bubble

[mozzaremi]

wipwipwip

[failyaoi]

I have thoughts about them

[yume-fanfare]

emergency meeting!

(part 1)

[stergeon]

enbarr, sometime in 1186:

ok so @frozenartscapes made this addition to my post about byleth and edelgard writing each other letters all the time, right:

well i kind of lost my mind and now we're here.

i'm sure this meeting is salvageable :0) hubert's sanity, however,

[raffi-cat]

emperor

[wildflowercryptid]

some miscellaneous kieflo doodles i've done recently

[canisalbus]

I know that Ludovica's gf doesn't have a design, but I'm already picturing her, Ludo, Vasco and Machete as this little queer quartet, trying to survive 16th century italian societal norms. (even if this doesn't necessarily happens in any moment but I just like to imagine the solidarity)

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