#imma just say this once

[queerofthedagger]

the thing i feel people don't really take enough into account when it comes to arthur's supposed obliviousness regarding merlin's magic is that merlin is the absolute opposite of what arthur has been raised to believe sorcerers to be. merlin is clumsy and kind and - in the earlier seasons - like walking sunshine. he so obviously has negative desire for actual power, nor any respect for it, and while arthur absolutely knows that merlin isn't stupid, he 100% is an idiot.

and it's not stupid or ignorant on his part! people just do this, whenever they are taught someone who does or believes a certain thing is inherently evil! it's never the friendly guy next door who snacks half of your breakfast and then just grins when you complain, obviously not! arthur trusts merlin even early on, and beyond belief later on. of course merlin can basically do magic in front of him, because there is no part of arthur that actually thinks someone like merlin could have magic. you don't see what you're 100% convinced can't be there. if he ever got there, his already brittle construct of indoctrination and supposed repeated confirmation of said construct would crumble immediately! as it does in dotd after like, a day. it only doesn't in regards to morgana because as far as arthur is concerned, the moment she started using magic she became the cold and ruthless enemy he still couldn't bring himself to actually pursue! like.

it's very easy to think it's startingly oblivious, but one thing i really wish people would keep in mind a little more is that the viewer watches from a different point of view, and operates with a whole other set of information. that arthur operates under a certain worldview in an environment that does not teach to question it at all, and gives little opportunity to do so. it's actually wild arthur questions uther's teachings as often as he does, and considering that every time he does, they, to his knowledge, just get confirmed again (nimueh, morgause, morgana, uther's death, and so on and so forth), it's even wilder that he keeps doing it

[ch1zzie]

The original in the bottom

Plus the picture I mainly drew but decided to draw the rest for funny

[fatedroses]

That one teacher/mentor moment and Zenos feeling embarrassed for the first time in years (and reacting just about as well as you'd expect him to).

[sepia-stained-sunset]

So, my favourite Batman ships are essentially;

Brutalia: "I could kill you" "I would let you"

Superbat: "I could kill you" "I know"

Ghostbat: "I could kill you" "You wish"

[governmentmandatedryujinstan420]

releasing this from the hj discord dungeon because the public populace was in agreement also i'm chronically offline on tumblr and need to fix that for my chronically online ahh

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

I've been stupid busy so y'all get 2 day old Nimona headcanons

I feel like Todd would try really hard to be friends with the trio after everything went down

Bal is an absolute angel who can do no wrong so while he doesn’t forgive Todd he is willing to acknowledge his growth (sike he has the moral backbone of soggy cardboard and the character development of a rock)

Bal makes no attempt to befriend him but he’s also civil whenever he’s around 

Nimona and Ambrosius on the other hand they’re not afraid to slam doors in his face and tell him to take a long walk off a short pier 

There have been multiple times when they’ve had to hold each other back from beating the absolute shit out of him 

And it’s not cause they’re scared of losing or anything 

No they’re both confident they could kick his ass in 5 seconds flat 

They’re scared he’s gonna try and twist it and figure out a way to make it seem like them harming him led to more of his “character development” 

So they settle for mental torment 

Before Nimona got comfortable with Ambrosius she gave him the shovel talk with an actual shovel in hand 

He wasn’t offended in the slightest 

Was he a little scared? absolutely 

But offended? No not at all

If anything he was incredibly grateful that there was another person in the kingdom that cares for Bal as much as he does 

Maybe a month into them trusting each other Nimona turns around and gives Bal the shovel talk

And he actually started crying 

Nimona tried to stop and get him to calm down frantically asking him what’s wrong while shushing him 

And Bal encouraged him to continue because this was the moment that he knew Nimona viewed Ambrosius as part of their family 

I gave my headcanons in this post about how often I’d think the trio would cry which got me thinking about how they’d comfort each other 

Ambrosius was very used to Bal’s constant crying so he’s pretty good at comforting people 

So when Bal and Nimona do cry he doesn’t overreact 

He’ll quietly console them and wait for them to be done before asking if they want anything 

Food water a blanket 

Anything they ask for he gets 

Bal is a nervous wreck when the duo cries around him 

He’s still not used to Ambrosius crying in general 

And seeing Nimona cry is about as likely as seeing a double rainbow in a tornado 

He tries to damn best to comfort them and most of the time it works (emphasis on most) 

Nimona is just awkward around crying people 

Because crying is something they don’t do often and they haven’t gotten too close to anyone in a long time comforting doesn’t come naturally to them

Most of the time they try and get the boys to stop crying by making them laugh or distracting them

And they didn’t realize how damaging that was until one day Ambrosius just said “Nim love all I want to do is cry please let me do that” 

They started working on their comforting skills after that but it’s very much a work in progress 

While Bal and Ambrosius are incredibly sappy dorks I feel like they don’t overdo it with the PDA

Like sure they’ll hold hands and kiss occasionally but it’s so small that most people don’t comment on it 

But if someone tries to make a big deal about them kissing or holding hands they will go overboard just cause they’re petty like that

[derangedfujoshi]

Spooky Shotas EXTRA (SLS)

Jack Mouton - Visual Prison

[monst]

Sometimes y/n is better than me cause istg I would crash tf out ✋

[toorurii]

Why do you hate people "copying" your art style? Pretty sure people don't do it with malicious intent and probably for practice

When did I said I hated it baby😭 I said that if you reference my art HEAVILY it would be nice if I was just credited somewhere 🫶🏽

The only time I’m really uncomfortable or frustrated is when my stuff is very clearly referenced (bar for bar, like hold the pieces up side by side VERY CLEARLY referenced and I’m not talking about poses or compositions bc ofc people don’t own stuff like that. I don’t like assuming things or jumping to conclusions but sometimes it’s right there without a doubt) and I’m not really… acknowledged at all..? Even then I’m not gonna rly cause a scene over it and just curate my space so I don’t have to see it 😭

I understand that I’m an artist with a larger following on twt, so the last thing I want to do is badger folks with smaller followings who do heavily reference my stuff w/o credit because I know it’s sick and twisted (for ME to get on other folks /srs) and once again inspo is how folks grow. That’s why I just keep it moving and stay in my lane👆🏽 I’m still human though so I think I’m allowed to feel and express my feelings on the matter if asked though, just like in the ask abt this previously.

[astoldbychae]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to 10 simblrs whose sims you adore ♥♥♥

Hmmm...Let's see...It's been a minute since I've been able to check in on my bookie, so lemme go with TJ! She's just *bites knuckles* *swoons*

She's Melo's cousin. They're literally inseparable (they're besties for real), so He's more like the older brother she's always wanted but never had. He's the reason she loves Basketball so much!

She's a shooting guard for the Del Sol Valley Suns (WSBA)

She's (secretly) engaged to/madly in love with Deijah (aka Bleu) BUT before that she had a lil something-something going on with Anya...🙃 [we'll get more of the inside scoop in the LoveStruck gameplay]

She has a gold fish names Pinto Bean (No comment 🤣)

Sushi is her favorite food (and Mt. Komorebi is her fave place to vacation because of it!)

Thanks for the tag honey bun! 💛

[theflowerofthecommonwealth]

Don't ask WHAT happened to him.

Some horror level stuff right here.

[acourtofquestions]

"You'll come back," Manon said.

It sounded like more of a threat than anything

Dorian smirked. "Would you miss me if I didn't?"

Manon didn't reply. He didn't know why he expected her to.

He'd taken all of a step, when Asterin clasped his shoulder. "In and out, quick as you can," she warned him. "Take care of Narene." Worry indeed shone in the Second's gold-flecked black eyes. Dorian bowed his head. "With my life," he promised as he approached her mount and grasped the dangling reins. He didn't fail to miss the gratitude that softened Asterin's features. Or that Manon had already turned away from him.

A fool to start down this path with her. He should have known better.

The hours that passed were some of the longest of Manon's existence.

From anticipation, she told herself. Of what she had to do.

Abraxos, unsurprisingly, found them within an hour, his reins sliced from the struggle he'd no doubt waged and won with Sorrel. He waited, however, beside Manon in silence, wholly focused upon the gate where Dorian and Narene had vanished.

Time dripped by. The king's sword was constant weight at her side. She cursed herself for needing to prove-to him, to herself-that she refused to let him go into Morath for practical, ordinary reasons. Erawan wasn't at the Ferian Gap. It'd be safer. Somewhat. But if the Matrons were there … That was why he'd gone. To learn if they were. To see if Petrah truly commanded the host there, and how many Ironteeth were present. He had not been trained as a spy, but he'd grown up in a court where people wielded smiles and clothes like weapons. He knew how to blend in, how to listen. How to make people see what they wished to see. She'd sent Elide into the dungeons of Morath, Darkness damn her. Sending the King of Adarlan into the Ferian Gap was no different.

It didn't stop her breath from escaping when Abraxos stiffened, scanning the sky. As if he heard something they couldn't.

And it was the joy that sparked in her mount's eyes that told her.

Moments later, Narene sailed toward them, making a lazy path over the mountains, a dark-haired, pale-skinned rider atop her. He'd truly been able to change parts of himself. Had made his face nearly unrecognizable. And kept it that way.

Asterin rushed toward the mare, and even Manon blinked as her Second threw her arms around Narene's neck. Holding her tight. The mare only leaned her head against Asterin's back and huffed.

Manon hadn't dwelled long on what she'd say.

And as the three hundred Ironteeth witches filed into the hall, some coming off their patrols, Manon half wondered if she should have. They watched her, watched the Thirteen, with a wary disdain.

Their disgraced Wing Leader; their fallen Heir.

When all were gathered, Petrah, still standing in the doorway where she'd appeared, merely said, "My life debt for an audience, Blackbeak."

Manon swallowed, her tongue as dry as paper. Seated atop Abraxos, she could see every shifting movement in the crowd, the wide eyes or hands gripping swords.

"I will not tell you the particulars of who I am," Manon said at last. "For I think you have already heard them."

"Crochan bitch," someone spat.

Manon set her eyes on the Blackbeaks, stone-faced where the others bristled with hatred. It was for them she spoke, for them she had come here.

jacket, then hoisting up her white shirt. Rising in the stirrups to bare her scarred, brutalized abdomen. "She does not lie."

UNCLEAN

There, the word remained stamped. Would always be stamped.

"How many of you," Asterin called out, "have been similarly branded? By your Matron, by your coven leader? How many of you have had your stillborn witchlings burned before you might hold them?"

The silence that fell now was different from before. Shaking shuddering.

Manon glanced at the Thirteen to find tears in Ghislaine's eyes as she took in the brand on Asterin's womb. Tears in the eyes of all of them, who had not known. And it was for those tears, which Manon had never seen, that she faced the host again.

"You will be killed in this war, or after it. And you will never see our homeland again."

"What is it that you want, Blackbeak?" Petrah asked from the archway.

"Ride with us," Manon breathed. "Fly with us.

Against Morath. Against the people who would keep you from your homeland, your future." Murmuring broke out again. Manon pushed ahead, "An Ironteeth-Crochan alliance. Perhaps one to break our curse at last."

Again, that shuddering silence. Like a storm about to break Asterin sat back in the saddle, but kept her shirt open.

"The choice of how our people's future shall be shaped is yours," Manon told each of the witches assembled, all the Blackbeaks who might fly to war and never return. "But I will tell you this." Her hands shook, and she fisted them on her thighs. "There is a better world out there. And I have seen it."

Even the Thirteen looked toward her now.

"I have seen witch and human and Fae dwell together in peace. And it is not weakness to do so, but a strength. I have met kings and queens whose love for their kingdoms, their peoples, is so great that the self is secondary. Whose love for their people is so strong that even in the face of unthinkable odds, they do the impossible."

Manon lifted her chin. "You are my people. Whether my grandmother decrees it so or not, you are my people, and always will be. But I will fly against you, if need be, to ensure that there is a future for those who cannot fight for it themselves. Too long have we preyed on the weak, relished doing so. It is time that we became better than our foremothers." The words she had given the Thirteen months ago. "There is a better world out there," she said again. "And I will fight for it." She turned Abraxos away, toward the plunge behind them. "Will you?"

Manon nodded to Petrah. Eyes bright, the Heir only nodded back. They would be permitted to leave as they had arrived: unharmed.

So Manon nudged Abraxos, and he leaped into the sky, the Thirteen following suit.

Not a child of war. But of peace.

[ee-where-they-shouldnt-be]

Hi :D

can I get Sylvester in the bite of 87 please?

Troubled anon🔥

I'm assuming you mean the bite of 83 because theres no visual (that i know of) of the bite of 87

gotta love the Sylvie torture, well at least when its not me

[showtoonzfan]

I just realized, how much do y’all wanna bet once we start to critique the first season of Hazbin (or episode by episode depending on what platform they release it on) the fandom will immediately go “WE’RE ONLY ON SEASON ONE AND EVERYONE KNOWS THAT THE FIRST SEASON OF A SHOW IS JUST A TEST RUN TO SEE WHERE THE SHOW WILL GO!”— Cause I 100% expect that.

[cowboy-robooty]

not going to name names bc thats messed up but omfg i was tryna find records of old heta fandom shit to show inu right and i found a hetalia iceberg and I SAW MY 2019 OPP ON THERE. IT WAS SO FUCKING FUNNY LIKE MY EYES BULGED OUT OF MY SKULL BECAUSE IM NOT EVEN JOKING I HATED THIS BITCH SO MUCH WHEN I WAS 14 AND NGL I STILL HATE HER. I DIDNT SAY NOTHING AND KEPT CURTIOUS AND NORMAL OBVIOUSLY BUT ON THE INSIDE I WANTED HER ASS DEAD EVERYDAY AND WELL... you all know im never in the loop with things and had no fucking clue that she was just the antichrist for an entire group of people lol. SHE WAS MY ANTICHRIST THO. I HATED HER AND SHE HATED ME OKAY AND IM LIKE RODF SEEING HOW SHES ON THE FUCKING HETALIA ICEBERG I WAS LIKE OMG.... I THOUGHT ONLY I FUCKING DESPISED HER

[imtooobsessedrn]

*starts playing Into The New World by Girls’ Generation*