#lmk if needs tagged

[pnkb1tch-archive]

arlo’s first love is the second girl he ever dated, an actress by the name of giselle dumont (fc sabrina carpenter). it was his first serious relationship, the two having met on the set of the first firesong film. arlo of course, playing the titular character firesong himself, and giselle playing the hero’s love interest, a female villain by the name of frostbite . they dated during the remainder of the trilogy, breaking up a few months prior to arlo’s 24th birthday (a total of three years).

for a time, they were hollywood’s it couple , a relationship akin to tomdaya. from stan accounts to fanfiction to fancams, you name it, the buzz around firefrost , their character’s ship name, was nonstop. when news of their breakup first broke, the internet was in shambles. who dumped who? did arlo cheat? did giselle cheat? it was a shitshow, putting it lightly. to be honest, arlo himself is unsure of the reason behind their split, for a time.

he and giselle had a comfortable relationship. it was never heavy on the physical side of things, and because of their shared a-lister status, following the end of the firesong trilogy they were often on opposite sides of the world for filming or press tours. at this point in time, he and giselle felt more like best friends than a couple. so, when giselle tearfully breaks up with him over facetime, citing their hectic schedules and distance as her main grievances, he agrees on the split. although he does still love her romantically, he’s not the sort of person to hold someone captive in a relationship they’re clearly not content in.

they part ways, and the space between them only grows. the press settle on a rumor that arlo cheated on giselle, and several fans ran wild with it, leading to arlo’s current “playboy” reputation. giselle goes dark for a while, reemerging on social media and in the press as she starts doing promo for her new hbo show, this happening currently in arlo’s timeline (aka present time).

arlo doesn’t learn the real reason behind he and giselle’s breakup until a year’s time, when giselle is publicly outed by a gossip rag. paps get photos of her and her girlfriend kissing, publishing them before giselle has the chance to come out as a lesbian on her own terms. he and giselle reconnect during the outrage and chaos surrounding her outing, with arlo vocally supporting giselle and calling out the publication behind the matter. having been out as bisexual for as long as he can remember, he and giselle grow close once again as friends, and he supports her as she files a lawsuit and eventually wins.

[dontmixpaintinyourcoffee]

This one goes out to all the bitches who love some good Safehouse Era Horror. It's me, I'm bitches. I want Jon and Martin to be fucked up and eldritch but I want them to be fucked up and eldritch and loved

(Notes under the cut because I can't help myself. Heads up, I do go into some detail of how Jon gets injured so I can explain my thought process for how I designed his scars. All canon-typical and fairly clinical in tone.)

Here's how I picture Safehouse Jon!

He doesn't need glasses anymore by this point, so he should just be wearing empty frames, but I drew this before I settled on my glasses headcanons. This drawing looks better with the reflection anyways.

He hasn't gotten a haircut since before his promotion to Head Archivist. He doesn't love the weight of it on his neck, but he also uses it to fidget, and he really doesn't want to go through the whole process of cutting it. He's disliked haircuts since he was a kid (People: Bad. Small talk: Bad. Touching: Bad. Loud sounds: Bad. People talking all at once: Bad) and since his time with the Circus he's only grown more reluctant to go and get it done.

At this length his hair is naturally pretty curly but he is. Not taking care of it. I actually put a lot of effort into trying to make it look brittle and tangled (I have a lot of experience lol, my hair is quite thick and I've always hated taking care of it. Yes I am also projecting my feelings about going to a hairdressers onto him why do you ask.)

The various scars were a bit of a strange task, but anyone who has seen my takes on The Bad Kids knows I'm not averse to selective realism in my fiction. Easiest one was the neck, I always pictured Daisy making a vertical cut based on "through the voice box". The larynx is longer than it is wide, so I think Daisy would go for the method that dealt damage across the largest total surface area. Yes I am aware that I'm speaking the same way Martin does when he explains his corkscrew.

The worm scars were easy because I barely drew any. There are a few marks on his cheek, but they're just surface bites. I picture most of his encounter with Prentiss showing on his legs, particularly on the right side, with enough damage there that he starts using a cane after the incident to keep weight off his right leg. More research to be done on this particular detail.

Finally the burn on his hand from Jude. This was the weirdest one to figure out just because of the nature of the injury. How do you quantify the damage done to an epidermis by a living manifestation of sometimes-boiling wax that can heat and cool at will? I settled on it being a second-degree burn that healed supernaturally fast, containing the damage to the space Jude had direct contact with. He'd probably have some mobility issues there as well. I know there are ways to help with mobility and pain after a severe burn, but I don't know how much of it Jon would actually. Do. Like I said, definitely further research to be done on these last two.

Hey so I'm gonna ask you to stop and consider the horror of the watcher. The helplessness. The guilt. The inherent terror of being a spectator, a participant by proximity but not by action. The horror of not being able to look away, of being a bystander. Jon forgets to blink sometimes. But wouldn't it be so much worse if there were no eyelids at all? That's how I interpret the description of The Archivist being "All Eyes" :D

I love a good Many-Eyed Jon, so I whipped up my own interpretation here. I think the more he Becomes the more he starts to resemble the thing from the dreams. He has a lot more control of it in S5, but it still creeps up on him and he has to consciously go back to a human shape.

[dreamgirljune]

been thinking a lot about anticipatory grief lately. i love you so much that i know losing you will devastate me. i haven't lost you yet but i already miss you. we still have time, but it won't be enough. i think about what i would say at your funeral, and say some of it to you now cause i need you to know how loved you are before you go. you will go where i cannot follow, but you will never really leave me. it won't make it hurt less but it is a part of healing somehow.

[iizuumi]

whoever decided to give astarion a gun ily

[mulderscully]

TWIN PEAKS | 1.04

[mangostarjam]

you've been touching him a lot since he got back.

itoshi sae doesn't do anything about it — doesn't dissuade you from tugging at his sleeve or sliding his jacket zipper back and forth while you talk. doesn't comment or bring your attention to it.

but he watches.

you've been around him a lot since his plane landed, making up for all the time he's spent abroad, as if your daily chat threads haven't been enough. most of the time it's just the two of you, the way it used to be. sometimes his brother is around, though thankfully it doesn't seem like you've gotten any closer to rin since sae left.

other times there's a group, mostly your friends, a mix of guys and girls who don't seem to know what to do with themselves around him. sae is used to this — fame brings strange things to light — but you treat him as you always have, except for the touching.

you don't touch anyone else.

it makes him think.

sae has his reasons. he's never let your relationship get past that line, drawn in the sand. he's a professional football player on the other side of the world, and you have a life here. you have friends (even though you still call him your best friend), you have a job (that you complain about all the time), you have family (that can't be bothered to ever congratulate you on anything).

it wouldn't be right — to make you leave. to take you away. not when he needs to focus on being the best in the world.

(he is the best in the world. all those years ago he showed the U-20 team in japan the difference between them, the way the most they could hope for was dating a gravure model. sae never cared about that aspect. he already had you.)

he lets you touch him, but he doesn't touch you back. he keeps you at arm's length — where you're safe.

and then you ask him to be your wingman.

someone else — touching you? kissing you? having you? unthinkable. sae steps out of the shower and barely dries off before pulling on his briefs and pants. steps into his room and there you are, sitting on his bed, looking good, if a little sad.

he considers telling you to get your passport updated and catches the way your eyes trail down his form. maybe this conversation would be easier if he's wearing a shirt — your gaze is too heated, too distracting. you probably think you're being sneaky, hiding your feelings as best as you can, but sae knows you.

and your casual touches are ocean waves washing that line in the sand away.

sae walks towards his closet when it happens again. your finger in his belt loop, stopping him in his tracks. "what?"

"you were ignoring me," you say. "i asked if my outfit is okay."

your outfit is more than okay. "i would have told you to change if it wasn't."

"if you're going to be my wingman, shouldn't you hype me up?" you huff.

sae feels his jaw clench at the reminder. "no," he says, and his tone comes out cold. you don't seem to notice, falling back on his bed and testing every bit of self control in his grasp. "this is a waste of time."

he goes to pull on a shirt before he does something drastic. you're saying something, but it hardly matters when his flight leaves if you'll be on the plane with him. you've covered your eyes with your forearm, so you miss the way he pauses at the foot of the bed, teal eyes drinking in your form splayed out so defenselessly.

sae climbs over you silently, knees nudging yours apart, hands planted on either side of your body. "this is a waste of time," he repeats, watching with amusement as you take in his position. a blush sweeps across your face, but you don't push him off. that's a good sign, at least.

"what, you think i'm not worth being a wingman for?" you ask. silly. you have no idea.

and then you reach for his belt loops again, as if that's a totally normal thing to do and not something that drives him a little nuts every time. sae prides himself on his control, though, so he doesn't lean down to kiss you just yet.

"tell me," sae says, "have you become this touchy with all your friends since i've been gone?"

"n-no?"

it's cute, how wide your eyes get. sae leans down a little closer. feels your breaths on his lips. still doesn't kiss you — yet. "then i won't be your wingman. you don't need one."

"why not?"

do you know how breathless you sound? sae considers his apartment in spain, how he'll need to make sure the bedroom doesn't share any walls with the neighbors. the way you sound is all for him and him alone.

"because you have a boyfriend, now."

(companion piece to this)

[weepingalaxy]

if jeremy and michael knew each other, don't you think the bites would feel rather similar?

[nightjar-jack]

Something something "eat your heart out" or however that phrase goes...

Had one hell of a visceral dream the other night, and knew I had to makes something about it.

A paper collage of an anatomical heart made from pomegranate flesh. Made a few small digital alterations to fix the colour balance and not have them bleed into each other :)

[pinkalliums]

true story

[the-meme-monarch]

sorry for having favorite characters that aren’t even actually in the game. they make me insane. this next one’s set way in the past they’re like older teens here⬇️

i’m thinking about their Past. chat is it fucking over for me. aromantic arthur and aromantic aplatonic delilah upon ye

also can you believe. that i had characters kiss and i’m asking you to not call it ship art. like i think it makes sense in context but it’s a little funny to me

[pnkb1tch-archive]

father’s day is never easy for arlo. when his dad was still his agent, they’d go to le gavroche for dinner && then they’d go to a pub for drinks afterwards, with derek getting tipsy and talking about arlo like he was his masterpiece, his prodigy. referencing all of arlo’s achievements like they were an offshoot of his own, like he was an artist and his son was simply the sculpture he carved.

now that they barely talk, arlo will try and call his dad, only to be redbuttoned, unable to leave a voicemail in his dad’s perpetually full inbox. he sends off a voice note wishing his dad a happy fathers day, sends him a nice tie and tie pin to add to his collection that his dad has a PA send a prewritten thank you note for. only ever responds to arlo’s texts and gifts with a simple “👍” leaving him unsurprised but devastated all the same. because fuck, even if he’s not his agent anymore, he still wishes more than anything that he’d at least still want to be his dad. that he’d be proud to have arlo as his son. because he still desperately wants so badly to be loved as someone’s son, even if he knows his relationship with his father will never change.

[wuntrum]

2025 horror pin up calendar!!

print version | digital (/print it yourself) version

a labor of love, truly <3 prepare for the new year with 12 suggestive (and silly) horror characters :) featuring characters from: american psycho, bride of re-animator, the evil dead, hannibal, jason x, frankenhooker, alien, an american werewolf in london, jennifer's body, saw, the thing, and scream! to see the full specs of the calendar, check out the pages above!

[oh-gh0st]

i heart these rivals so much. maybe they'll kill each other. maybe they'll kiss. maybe they'll make ou

[jays-supersonic-dynamo]

self-care is making evil jay edits a la homophobic dog

[mulderscully]

KYLE MACLACHLAN as PAUL ATREIDES Dune (1984) dir. David Lynch