#i love arthur i really do

[godihatechoosingusernames]

I feel so sorry for Merlin cuz you mean to tell me that he was working a full time job on top of a medical apprenticeship, ON TOP of a blossoming career of being a liar and a criminal and he just ruined his own life (and many others') over what?? A nepo baby???

Like??? Baby, you are a DOCTOR and that man can't dress himself, I am begging you to get up off the floor

[wojtekaneko]

John design, based on this post. He's a worm, he's a bird, he's a tree, he's whoever he wants to be. But most importantly he is a kitchen faucet! Love drawing him! Closeups under the cut c:

[graedari]

Ah fuck it- John Malevolent

[arthursfuckinghat]

Colter *⁠.⁠✧

[fogdraws]

Meanwhile at 221b Baker Street,,,

[luck-of-the-drawings]

ANCIENT wip that i finally got around to splashin color onto. NO idea where this colorin style came from n it WONT happen again!! anyway i LOOOVE the general dynamic between arthur n emizel. both are so cool and so awesome and yet SO silly...

[arthur-lesters-right-arm]

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Once more, with feeling.

Part 34 The Butcher // Part 38 The Tear

[pinep-ne]

hi !!!!!! have some of my.very domestic and happy charthur headcanons !!!!!

yapping ahead....

- BIG huggers. Long day? Bear hug. Good morning? Full embrace. Both arms, entirely wrapped around each other, fitting together like two puzzle pieces. If they aren't in a rush they'll often take the time to just stand and sway.

- Nearly by habit, when they're close enough, Charles will feel for Arthur's heartbeat. Be it his ear upon Arthur's chest, or throat, or wrist, he's always searching for its rhythm. Likely as an anchor— the knowledge that he is here, alive, and they are here together.

- Charles tends to communicate with actions. Making dinner in the evening because his fuse was short that morning. Sorry for snapping at you earlier. I did the afternoon's chores so we can nap together. But you don't know that. You'll only find me on the sofa and fall into my arms without question and everything will be settled and okay.

- Arthur can be similar, but is usually the opposite. Like his mentors taught him, to confront situations head-on. He gets face-to-face, sometimes hours later, either wringing his hands together or trying hard to look collected. For the littlest things, it's important to him to be heartfelt. A frantic need to dust every corner of an argument.

- Arthur is the morning person. Must free himself from the shackles of Charles' arms every morning. Bright and beaming at 5 a.m. sharp.

- They take turns info-dumping. Charles does it a lot more. Arthur's happy to listen, always.

- Arthur leaves drawings and scrap notes on Charles' end table.

- They're both very sentimental, but Arthur's a lot more decorative. He's filled their humble home with trinkets and oddities and art (his, mostly).

- Washing your partner's hair as a love language. Thanks.

- Arthur's one of the only people that can get Charles to really fully laugh. Charles would cover it with a hand over his mouth before Arthur fawned enough that his smile was just the prettiest thing.

- Arthur proposed. Thanks.

- It took years to be comfortable. Mostly out of apprehension. Physically, especially. Nothing but fleeting touches unless it were entirely private. They still aren't very open; quality time is enough. Charles is more fond of touch.

- This is kind of canon anyways, but it's second-nature for them to check up on the other. Arthur's worse with it— Charles is harder to read.

- They don't chat a lot throughout the day. They're both night owls and get more talkative as the evening goes.

- Charles honkkkk mimimimi

- Arthur auuuhhhhhhhhhh shoo

- Arthur big spoons. Thanks.

[potato-lord-but-not]

I offer to you the ship of Roland Cummings, Delphine Cummings, and Charlie Dowd that has been absolutely rotting my brain and is ripe for Charlie angst. I talk about them a bit here in which I discuss multiple Charlie ships but I must spread the propaganda of them o7

Ohhhhhh despite not really being Roland/Noel girlie I can indeed see the appeal 👀

[aflawedfashion]

Amy & Rory | Doctor Who 6x05

[floralovebot]

i know there are only like five of us but i feel like garth stans really don't talk enough about how left out he feels with the titans. dick and wally are Best Friends. donna and roy are on and off again. dick and donna are too much to explain. on average, roy is close with at least one of dick's siblings. dick donna and wally all go on to be in the new teen titans. garth isn't Close with any other titans but the originals

and it's this thing where,,, it's not his Fault yknow? he's not mean or spiteful or creepy or anything that would warrant them not liking him as much. he joins in on their jokes, he risks his life, he shares his feelings, he does everything that he knows friends do. but just the virtue of him being atlantean and them being land dwellers ruins everything. he Can't spend more time with them, he doesn't understand their culture, he will always choose atlantis.

they'll always be his friends but he can never truly be with them or form deeper bonds. he'll always be the last one to know what's going on, the last one they call, a complete shadow and afterthought.

and sure there's a part of him that knows this, that feels bitter and lonely. but he can't even be that mad at them because he does the same thing. the titans are never his first thought, he never calls them first, he doesn't reach out and ask if they're okay, they're always the last ones to know what happened to him. the titans are such a huge part of his life but they're barely in it.

there's just something so inherently lonely about garth that i feel most dc writers don't understand. they just don't get it. they don't get what it's like for this boy who was all alone, never had parents or a family, suddenly being taken in and having to act like he knows how to be a son, a friend, a partner. meeting kids his own age and wanting to bond with them so bad, having to watch as they all get closer to each other and leave him behind, not being able to do anything about it. never being taken seriously, always the last choice... garth man.....

[pyjamacryptid]

I’m thinking about Gwen and Elyan tonight folks….. they were siblings, finally reunited after years, reconciled, and obviously cared for one another very much and there were hardly any on-screen interactions between them save for episodes where either one of them was in danger of some kind. Sigh.

I also know for a fact their exchanges would’ve been hilarious because it seemed that Elyan was the one person that knew how to annoy Gwen at light-speed LOL

yeselyanprincearthurofcamelot

[thedaselcor]

Morgana and Merlin both stared, absolutely astounded when breakfast was done and Arthur brought all the dishes away without being prompted. Gwen had gone with him, but was sent back only a minute later.

“He just needed to know where the soap was,” she explained, though she was as astounded as the rest of them. “Told me we needed to start on flower crowns,” she added, as if she thought Arthur had said it to explain things, but that she didn’t understand how it explained anything anymore than the others did. Merlin couldn’t fight the crimson blush that invaded his cheeks when Gwen shot him an ‘I told you so’ expression. When he first tried to talk, it came out with a squeak, “I can--” he coughed to try to stabilize his voice and try again. “I can show you how to braid the flower crowns right into your hair, if you like!”

[emborami]

Through the years, from popinjay to coxcomb to maccaroni to dandy to dude

[arthursfuckinghat]

There's thousands of details in rdr2 that I really love, and I say it all the time, but if I had to pick one as my favourite? It would be the campfire interactions.

From chapter one to even the epilogues, there's always something going on around a campfire.

It's always touched me in an emotional way, but the vulnerability, honesty and silliness that comes out of gang members during late night/early hour campfire conversations? It's truly a beautifully written and well executed feature that I spend a lot of time paying attention to.

The campfire is almost like the gang's communal safe space. They're free to talk, vent, sing or play instruments, and the others around will simply sit and listen or sing along. They bond over sharing these funny stories and tall tales, you have the opportunity to learn so much from the gang members by just listening around the campfire.

Lenny will talk about his father and their hardships, Hosea will talk about how much he misses Bessie or how special Dutch is to him, Reverend Swanson will be open about his addiction and the relationship he has with religion, Abigail will voice her frustrations about John, Bill will talk about how he got discharged from the army, John will talk about his worries regarding Dutch's leadership, Micah will talk about damnation and being prepared for hell, and Javier will be open about Mexico or his mother passing away and not being able to bury her.

There's plenty more, there's hundreds of different campfire interactions, but on a rare occasion - Arthur will talk. He'll sit down and begin apologising for how things have turned out, he'll admit how he's struggling to find a way forward for everyone and that he doesn't want to die but is willing to, then he'll ask for their forgiveness and excuse himself shortly after.

I find it hard to describe how despite gang members having differing options of each other, there's an unspoken mutual closeness that they share whilst talking around the fire. They'll jest and laugh and quip, but they'll also simply listen when they need to.

It's so wonderful.

[zombiecicada]

@post-it-notes7

*attacks you with the brain rot blorbos*

Wolfbell AU Arthur and Falspar meet Mirror Madness Arthur and Falspar.