#i wasn't gonna post this

[pezhead]

He's fine....

[scribeoffate]

A mermaid! Scott moodboard I made last week. Scott has just learned that his fate as a mermaid is to lure sailors to their deaths. It doesn't sit well with him so he makes a deal with a tree spirit to become something else....

[crowfromfoggyforest]

Hear me out... this could be both Angel Dust and Alastor.

My drug's attention I am an addict But i get paid to indulge in my habit It's all an illusion I'm wearing makeup I'm wearing makeup makeup makeup

(- "art is dead" by Bo Burnham)

[thestalwartheart]

Just tell me they didn’t make whishaw a top in Passages. I mean, god created him as the ultimate bottom

I don't want to be rude but this is so ?????? Like, firstly, he's playing a character. Secondly, why shouldn't he top? He does in Passages, btw. I posted a very spicy clip here yesterday showing it (he does so many amazing things with his hips).

I encourage you to broaden your horizons, Anon. Maybe start with London Spy.

[ruushes]

🌞 and 🌑 type of romance. 🔥 and ❄️ type of romance. need I go on

[hinakyuu]

Bucky Barnes & Sarah Wilson | THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER

[splatbastards]

what if sea critters were GAY and AUTISTIC or some shit...

[palalances]

It's Valentine's Day quick post Allura 🏃

[ooliecat]

companion cube human companions

[moremaybank]

being nervous when rafe cameron wants you to sit on his face. you've never sat on anyone's face before, and now he's lying flat on his back, his head resting on his silk-covered pillow. rafe's always been gorgeous, you've never been crazy enough not to notice that. but right now, he looks angelic. shimmering blue eyes and sharp features and bravado. his hands urge you to come to him, and you keep resisting. not because you don't want what he's dying to give. no, that's not the reason at all. there are just too many insecurities swirling around in your brain, each one louder and louder, drowning out all the promises he's made about bringing you to heaven. and you're crawling more and more into your shell. rafe notices, though. he knows your little mind, how it turns on you. and he's going to shut it up whenever it dares to give into your doubts. "what don't you get, sweetheart?" he's stern, but you know it's coming from a place of love. he just wants you to let go, to trust him. "come put that pretty pussy on my face. i don't care about suffocating, or whatever lame ass excuse you're about to give me next. you're beautiful, you taste like fucking heaven, and honestly, princess, that pussy's mine whenever i want it. now get over here." once you oblige, hovering over him carefully and gripping at his headboard with a strong hand, he pulls you down, encouraging you to ride his face by pushing at your hips. quickly erased are all the negative thoughts that had you shying away from the experience. the ecstasy is much too strong, and you're left wondering how you ever talked yourself into denying yourself, and rafe.

[gray-thistleclan]

mOoN 28 (happy happy happy new year)

[wikiangela]

It's a quiet evening, they're winding down after a long, exhausting day of work, just enjoying each other's company. They're on the couch, a cheesy romcom playing on the TV, Tommy's head in Buck's lap, Buck's fingers playing with Tommy's soft curls.

He's watching Tommy more than the movie. He observes his reactions, the soft smiles, the small chuckles, the eye rolls and scoffs - depending on what's happening on the screen. He's so beautiful and Buck wants to stare at him forever. And he gets to.

He beams, as he glances at his hand, still in Tommy's hair, where a simple silver band sits right on his ring finger, an exact match to the one on Tommy's hand, now casually resting on his stomach. Well, almost an exact match, the inscription on the inside just a little bit different - they both say their wedding date and the word 'forever' but they also have each other's names inscribed. Buck likes to take if off sometimes and just look at the words, trace his fingertip over Tommy's name, still amazed that this is his life, even after over a year of being married already.

So he observes his husband, eyes scanning all over, while Tommy's completely immersed in the movie, the romantic dork - Buck loves that he's the only one who truly gets to see this side of him. He's so cute and gorgeous, and Buck loves him so much and just can't take his eyes off him.

That's when he notices it, and a gasp breaks out of him. He can feel a huge grin pulling at his face.

"What's wrong?" Tommy immediately looks at him, a small concerned frown creasing his forehead. When he notices Buck smiling, worry turns into pure confusion. "Evan?"

"Baby." Buck says seriously, his fingers gripping a strand of Tommy's hair, as he announces happily, "You have your first gray hair." He's looking right at it, just a tiny, barely noticeable, silvery hair. It's there, and it looks beautiful, and Buck already kind of can't wait to see his husband get more of them.

"Okay?" Tommy's frown deepens, this time with amusement. "So?"

"So-" Buck starts, then shakes his head. It's stupid, it's just a hair, no big deal, everyone gets them eventually, it's nothing special. But in a way, it is. Because when they met a few years ago Tommy didn't have gray hair. Because in their line of work, and with their luck, with Buck's luck, seeing yourself or a person you love grow old is not always a given - and it's such a blessing. This, seeing a gray hair in Tommy's hair, combined with wrinkles starting to form on his beautiful face - it's an amazing sight. They're sharing a life together, growing older together, they're able to see each other go through all these changes, step by step, day by day, seemingly unnoticeable unless you pay particular attention. It makes Buck feel so grateful for this life he has, for his husband, for getting this chance. "Nothing," he says, fingers resuming combing through Tommy's thick curls, eyes still drawn to that lone gray hair. "I just love you."

"I love you, too, Evan." Tommy smiles that crinkly smile that makes the lines around his eyes even more pronounced. Buck has to lean down and kiss his lips, then the corner of his eye, making Tommy laugh. "What's that have anything to do with my gray hair?"

"I just really like the thought of getting to grow old with you. Of spending my life with you." Buck whispers, and sees Tommy's smile melt into that soft 'Evan' smile, reserved just for him.

"And you say I'm sappy," he responds teasingly, and Buck laughs. Oh, he loves Tommy so much. He looks into Tommy's eyes and sees everything he was just thinking about. He sees how Tommy wants the same things, how he appreciate those reminders, like a silly gray hair, of getting to go through life together.

He kind of can't wait to start going gray, too. To grow old with his husband.

[oxavierart]

🔴 Old Guilty Gear sketches

[polinsated]

And as long as you live with this secret… there will always be something between us. I know. Perhaps that is the key. What are you saying?

[royalarchivist]

Phil: [Reading chat] "Quackity just left QSMP." Oh, he did the announcement.

Phil: So he hasn't left the QSMP, by the way, you're- you're misunderstanding. He's leaving being the face of the project, but he's still on the server. [Whistling along to the song] You might've just misunderstood. [Humming along to the song] We had a meeting talking about it yesterday.

[magic8]

i consider myself a fool.