#remy yells

[sabertoothwalrus]

Neither of them know they are mutually pining they are soooo stupid . can anyone hear me. I have to break something

[originalartblog]

(tiny) Dazai propaganda

[ghcstcd]

I'm not even done with the third arc of Prime that has Remy Garou as a main antagonist. But let me tell you, Kremy's fear is SOUND. He isn't over reacting!!!

[greghatecrimes]

me: she got the autism resting bitch face

@willowpelt : mfw i'm gonna kill this guy AND his dog

[mybisexualhell]

i see you have Gambit listed as an f/o

have you seen x-men '97 by any chance >:) /j

*sniff*....*sob*...yeah... /silly

[naoa-ao3]

My friend never understood my love of Gambit until she saw him in that crop top in X-Men '97. It was like an explosion had just taken place behind her eyeballs. She looked at me and in the most serious voice went: "No, listen I fucking get it. I fucking get it now." This is what solidarity is all about.

[wecouldgobacktonewyork]

just got yelled at by an EIGHT YEAR OLD to get off “her practice space” on a PUBLIC ice skating practice session thissss close to throwing a skate at her

[sangrefae]

ive reached my daily threshold for haterisms today i think so this post is now about the things i LIKE and ENJOY!!!

1. i am enjoying the new ffxiv expansion very much. wuk lamat i would kill and die for you 2. my pain is better + my legs aren't as swollen 3. as usual the terrible elves live in my brain and im setting them to tumble dry on low heat

[hakusins]

eden... <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

[archasquirrel]

I was introduced to X-Men (the animated series) and boy is it fun.

This is also the year I got into collecting comics! Hopefully I'll get to draw Hawkman soon because he's probably my fave so far (the series by Venditti and Hitch is awesome for someone, like me, who knew nothing of Hawkman's backstory or jazz lol.

ANYWHO, back to the drawing, Gambit! I first liked his ability almost purely because it was purple, but the character himself started growing on me too! Definitely a challenging outfit that I'd like to give a shot again someday.

2021

[ratlingrun]

Yall I am seriously this 🤏🏼 close to actually writing a fanfic to a) address tuckers trauma and b) get grimmons together in one fell swoop

[reminem69]

it's one of those days where I just wanna go home, lay down, and fucking cry

[cum-villain]

:3

REMREM THANK YOU :D

[mobi-gg]

REAL REAL THEY"RE SO STUPIDDDDDD

Neither of them know they are mutually pining they are soooo stupid . can anyone hear me. I have to break something

[firestne]

hearing remi voicing what vidar wished he could was harder than he would like to admit and at the same time interesting, how some people could voice their emotions so openly while he was stuck in his brain as the connection between that and his mouth struggled. there was something between them, wasn't there? vidar never before acted this way with anybody so it must mean something. the touch on his hand no longer felt like fire, there was still warmth but it was also gentleness that vidar didn't think he deserved and despite that, he turned his hand around and held remi's hand. he didn't need a voice to touch.

as he tired to keep his face stoic and probably failed miserably, his throat felt drier. remi felt things for him? why? he was addicted to a voiceless creature? it made vidar nervous again, scared, he wanted to get up and leave but he knew that should he do that, he will hurt remi more now than ever before and vidar didn't want to that, not this time. but his mouth wasn't cooperating with him so instead of fighting it, he gently raised remi's hand and pulled it foward so he could touch his chest, where vidar's heart was beating too fast from nerves and in the back of his head he thought of joy? happiness? he was still scared but least remi could feel vider's heart beating for him.

vidar drew remi in, swept him up like the tide in the bright blue waters of the carribean — which coincidentally looked just like vidar’s eyes. he wasn’t sure of anything in life, except for the fact that he was hopelessly wrapped up in vidar, who’s smile was etched into every dream he had. but — he knew vidar was guarded, he knew vidar likely didn’t see him as anything more than a friend. remi wished — ached — to fill any silence with pathetically romantic declarations of his feelings, of how beautiful he thought vidar was, of how his heart belonged to vidar alone — even if vidar didn’t want it. remi was worried he shouldn’t have brushed his hand against vidar’s, but gods the fire that burned in his chest was begging for more. “what’s foreign?” remi questioned, scooting closer to vidar on the bench, giving him a grin as he did so, “you can tell me — and hopefully i can help.”

no one had ever made remi at a loss for words, or taken his breath away. not until vidar. everything about him made remi’s heart race and heavens he wanted more. he wanted to hold him, shower him with remi’s notoriously obnoxious affection, and run his fingers through his hair to help him sleep at night. he wasn’t sure what had come over him — maybe it was the whiskey, maybe it was the fact that he’d felt vidar’s skin and needed more. “why?” he repeated, a blush blooming across his cheeks as he smiled fondly at vidar. before he could stop himself, his hand found vidar’s again — but this time he let it linger, gently tracing his thumb over the back of the other’s hand. “because, there’s something between us, at least from my side,” he admitted, praying vidar wouldn’t run. “you make me feel things i’ve never felt before, vidar, and i’m addicted to it.”