#jamie’s thoughts

[thesapphicsoldier]

My Roman Empire is how mainstream of a ship byler would be if Will was a girl.

Like, the childhood best friends who are constantly shown to understand each other better than the current couple? “Willow” making a painting for Mike and disguising her feelings as El’s? Mike hiding his interests around El but being his true self around Willow? El feeling like a monster around Mike but Willow feeling she’s not a mistake around him? Mike saying that Hawkins isn’t the same without Willow there?

People would be eating that shit up. But no, Will is a boy so people won’t even consider it.

[theinternethascontrol]

you either went down one of two routes: one being you used to use the pc and still use one to this day and two being you used a pc at school but now only use a tablet.

when did buying a pc become as expensive as a car?

[wedarkacademia]

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

...Turns out gay sex actually was the solution.

(This is basically a redraw, come read the real deal over at Tiger Tiger)

[stillnotyourmusebitch]

Late night thoughts....

Imagine finding younger pictures of Silco and him trying to puck the photo from your hands but you just say.

"Damn so it is true."

He grabs the photo to lock it away. But asks what you meant.

You walk over to him lifting his chin to look at you.

"Men do get finer with age."

Then you lean down and kiss his goofy lil smile.

(The things I would do to this man are unreal. Get that boy moaning like a wanton whore)

[marzimars]

‘Cuz you are the best lawyer in town 🎶

[rascalentertainments]

Something I just realized about Jack Frost, his depiction and story is actually brilliant.

If you think about the depictions of him prior to the DreamWorks movie, he really wasn't in the media that much until then. Jack had his own Rankin/Bass special, and was the antagonist in The Santa Clause 3. After that, I don't recall him being mentioned or seen in anything afterwards.

Jack Frost being barely talked about or ignored is more accurate than ever. Sandman and Tooth Fairy are active everyday, and Santa and Easter Bunny ALWAYS get attention at the beginning and end of the year. But Jack? We maybe remember the line "Jack Frost nipping at your nose." at best. The movie is right, we DON'T talk about Jack Frost.

No matter what Jack does, the kids don't see him. Even the adults brush him off and he's right in front of them most of the time. So Jack having this whole character arc of being seen and believed in makes a lot more sense. The world had forgotten him because more people got cynical and lost their fun, while he does his best to get their attention.

Then Rise of the Guardians changed everything. Jack Frost's popularity blew up a few months after the movie. Parts of the internet became obsessed with the guy and he became the favorite character of the movie. The movie itself helped Jack become a household name. Now you can NEVER forget him, now he's part of the holiday season with Santa, Rudolph and many others.

Hell, this version is so iconic, no one else has even tried to do their own take. Its kind of like 2003's Teen Titans, its such a perfect version that any other adaptation pales in comparison. ROTG Jack Frost is so good, its now the definitive version of him. No matter what version comes next, THIS is Jack Frost now.

Props to the crew and design team of the film, because they nailed this concept and perfectly updated him. They created the BEST version of this nearly forgotten character, and now he's known worldwide. Even at the end its implied more people will start to believe in him now (I NEED A SEQUEL), and his final words to the audience mean much more now that he's a guardian.

Everytime I keep finding out just how much heart is in this movie, I keep getting obsessed with film every December and its a never ending book of surprises when fans catch more things about Rise of the Guardians.

God, I love this movie

[demigodishniss]

What the average gay friend group looks like

[lhavibid]

Messing around in Sheffield

short part 2 (soon)

this might be ooc somewhere but i had to much fun making this to scrap it. Extra context & doodles under the cut

percy basically wrapped bao into dressing up with him before she paid up. Bao was hesitant at first but then agreed since no one else was around. Then she found the really fluffy skirt (its too big for her) matched it with the white top n belt. Jamie walked in with the flowers (for yet another vase) and with Nena. He was very confused. bao then finds the veil and jamie finds the gun and gives it to her.

[perfectquote]

We are all a people in need. We are not perfect. We are not machines. We make mistakes. We need grace. We need compassion. We need help at times. We need other people. And that’s okay.

Jamie Tworkowski

[thesapphicsoldier]

The thing about the whole “why can’t guys be intimate with each other without it being gay” or “can’t people just be friends,” is that it could be a solid point if Will wasn’t canonically in love with Mike. That erases any possibility of their interactions being purely platonic, because we already have confirmation that one party is having romantic feelings, so who’s to say the other isn’t as well? Sure, Mike keeping a binder full of Will’s drawings, being glued to his side all throughout season 2, etc etc. could just be best friend behavior, but Will’s feelings put everything about their relationship in another light.

[clairesbeauchamp]

7.03 | 7.15

[rui-drawsbox]

ruri,,, but in keyframes by @blank-house (again) ((help im obsessed this is not a joke))

[stillnotyourmusebitch]

Young at Heart - Alternate!Silco x GN!Reader

This all came about from a 'Late Night Thought' I had last week and i didn't think it would have any traction and it seemed to take off. So, I wrote the fic. (The poll wanted it the Alternate timeline Silco. This is my first time writing this version of him)

((Fluff, humour and established relationship) with a suggestive ending)

When Silco asked me to drop everything and meet him in the upstairs office ASAP. You know I threw my bar rag a little too hard in the direction of my co-worker, hitting him square in the face, declaring I was taking my break early. I couldn’t even hear their disgruntled profanity ridden response. As I was already hopping up the staircase, taking some of the steps two at a time. When I burst through the door, my excitement instantly vanished.  

“When did a bomb go off in here?” I chuckle dryly as I try to edge my way into the office to get a better look. Papers were strewn about all over the floor, boxes overflowing with files and receipts that surround a rather dishevelled looking SIlco who was sat in the center of the explosion.  

“Ah, you’re finally here. You can start over that side of the room.” Not even looking up from his mismatched pile of papers, he waved off in the general direction he wanted me to be. 

“Ya knooooow. When you told me to drop everything, this was not what I had in mind.” I sighed as I slowly manoeuvre my way, without slipping, through piles of documents and files to the far corner where he wanted me to begin. “Why are you needing my help exactly?” I ask flicking the lid off a box stuffed with all sorts of crap I couldn’t care less about. 

“I’m trying to find certain set of files that I need to update the agreement we have on the bar but as you can see from the mess around you that the filing system I had perfectly in place was not up to standard and I'm needing to go through everything again because ‘some’ people did not see fit to follow my system.” 

I can hear the exasperation laced in his voice.  

“Where is Vander and why isn’t he helping you with this?” I turn to face Silco, he meets my eye. 

“He is out trying to buy me the time to find said files. It’s the least he can do after this.” He gestured to the mess around the room. “He thought he knew exactly where the files were and . . .” He imitates an explosion sound throwing some of the papers he held to get his point across. I wince at the realisation of it all. 

“How long have you been going at this? I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages” I lean gently against the bookshelf as to not upset any boxes nearby. 

“Hours have become days and I'll be damned if it becomes weeks.” He throws the last of the papers in his hand down onto a makeshift pile that collapses under its own weight. “Urgh, fuck me!” he rubs at the bridge of his nose.  

“If I'm honest I thought that’s why you called for me.” I smirk at his gently reddening cheeks. Choosing to change the subject matter I ask. “What do these files actually look like? I might be able to help you better knowing what I'm trying to find.” 

Silco realising his basic error, begins to explain what I needed to assist him in recovering before we settle back into the search again. 

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The task carries on for a few more hours in a comfortable silence. I had to ask if someone could talk to my coworker about my elongated break. When SIlco requires my presence most of the time he calls me away from work it's for a brief yet hot and handsy make out session that leaves me flustered when I go back to my post. Our relationship was known only to a few close friends and family. But I’m pretty sure everyone knows now because he and I aren’t quiet by any means. Yet nobody says anything about it to protect his professional image. 

“AHA!” Silco exclaims aloud as he stands up from the desk chair, a few precious papers clutched in hand. 

“Found them I see.” I glance over my shoulder briefly at his gleeful face. 

“Yes, finally.” He lets out a sigh in relief, looking over to where I was preoccupied with a box that he didn’t realise was accessible to me. “Please stay out of that one. It's labelled private for a reason.” His voice catches when he saw what I held. 

“Daaaaamn, so it is true.” I turn waltzing over to him, being careful of the still very messy floor, I flip the photo over in my fingers so he can see better. 

“Give me that.” When I get close enough, he reaches out for worn item in my hand. I lift it just out of reach above my head, playing a little game of keep away with his beloved memory. He steps nearer to me, so our chests are touching. 

“Oooo, so close.” I change hands quickly keeping the photograph away from his long fingers. “Come on you can do better than that sweetheart.” I smirk booping his nose quickly with the corner of the photograph before pulling my hand away again. His left arm snakes around my waist turning us around enough so he can push me backwards onto the desk with him almost straddling my right thigh. 

“Well now” I wiggle my brows suggestively, making sure the photograph is still too far away to grab in our new position. 

“Get your mind out of the gutter.” He rolls his eyes at me as he leans closer for the photograph. 

“Funny you say that as it’s normally you dragging me down with you.” I lift my knee grazing his inner thigh causing him pause. 

He says my name in a warning way. 

“Okay Mr Serious pants.” I reply in a mocking tone. 

He manages to finally grab the photo from me, checking it for rips or tears before pulling away and walking back to place it safely back into the box of memories. I follow behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist, resting my chin on his shoulder. 

“Next time you see a something marked private. I expect you to respect my privacy.” He places a one hand on top of the box of memories and the other rests atop my crossed arms. He sighs again.  

“Maybe you can grow it out again.” I let my inner thoughts be known. 

“What are you talking about?” He turns his head to the side to look at me. I pull one arm away so I can thread my fingers through his much shorter hair, scratching lazily at his scalp. Pulling a low moan from his throat. 

“Your hair darling, that picture proved you can rock the style, plus we know how much of a whore you can be when I do this.” I pull lightly on his hair making him gasp. 

“Don’t you think I’m too old for that style.” His breathing was ragged as he tries to remain calm. I chuckle darkly at my flustered partner, with practiced ease I spin him so I loom above him, lifting his chin with a single finger. 

“Of course, darling.” I lean down our lips graze with my words. “You’re just proof that men get finer with age.” He smiles at my words as I steal his response away with a soft kiss.  

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I really enjoyed writing this. I hope you enjoy reading it

[everlongasting]

trent and carra at a charity event today 😭

[coachbeards]

like in a way