#repressed men in love

[legendarymusicmilkshake]

My favourite trope is whatever the fuck George Clooney and Brad Pitt have going on in every movie they're in together <3

[beanghostprincess]

me: all sanji fics are the same! it's always sanji having a breakdown over liking a man and going into an identity crisis and a spiral of internalized homophobia-

also me every time i read a sanji fic: OH MY GOD SANJI HAVING A BREAKDOWN OVER LIKING A MAN AND GOING INTO AN IDENTITY CRISIS AND A SPIRAL OF INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA THIS IS SO GOOD AWKEBFNALKEWNFLKANELKN

[barschter000]

broke: Due to his attractiveness, Barok has slept with countless (wo)men.

woke: Despite his attractiveness, Barok is a virgin.

Bespoke: Because of entirely different factors, Barok does not know what sex is.

[wishchip106]

me whenever someone tries to bring up something from EIGHTY YEARS AGO

(Charles supposedly having feelings for Jean ☹️)

girl i’m gonna whack a sledgehammer over your noggin im so serious

THIS WAS ONLY BROUGHT UP TWICE IN ALL THE COMICS AND EVEN THEN THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS WAY MORE FATHER-DAUGHTER I HATE IT HERE

(please someone with more comic knowledge back me up here 😔🙏)

[stardustpsychics]

i have many thoughts about the mural from disco elysium!!! the one that reads

TRUE LOVE IS POSSIBLE

ONLY IN THE NEXT WORLD

FOR NEW PEOPLE

IT IS TOO LATE FOR US

WREAK HAVOC ON THE MIDDLE CLASS

i have feelings about it mostly due to its parallels to the situation at hand. this is realistically quite the obvious take but it’s something i wanted to talk about and it’s my tumblr so

i feel the parallel of the mural to jean and harry’s relationship is insanely well done. jean and harry are, in jean’s words, two depressed old men and i feel like the repression of themselves is a big thing here. the point here is exemplified by jean leaving the mural up, citing conservation as his reason

this also clearly represents a very obvious nod to kim and harry. they are the new people. this is the next world. love is possible here, but not for jean. jean is left in the old world. harry has forgotten him entirely. it is too late for him

[certified-scoundrel]

[butraura]

It’s giving soulmates, your honor…

[fredbydawn]

Can we just take a moment to compare and contrast, like

Strahm talking to Perez about the high profile ongoing case of a serial murderer who has started targeting cops:

Snarky attitude, mischievous grin, a positively impish manner about him

Vs,

Strahm seeing a guy he’s literally only just met standing in the doorway with a stuffed animal:

Eyebrows: ARCHED. Nostrils: FLARED. He has entered ATTACK MODE and is ready to spring upon Hoffman like a wild panther at a moment’s notice! He’s literally only spoken to him like twice, why does he already hate him so much? Methinks the middle aged babygirl men are mayhaps dealing with some kinda repression…

[vtmgremlin]

I know that oc x canon characters is cringe but I have come to say that I accept that title, and I am free

I present to you my ocxcroix ship, they are husbands and I will not be taking any further comments or questions at this time (or ever)

[shiveagit]

Cross Guild pencil doodles

[austin-friars]

'I would love to do a poetry prompt thing where someone sends me like...a word' as stalkerish as this sounds, THIS IS MY TIME. Your Joan of Arc poem changed my brain chemistry forever, so if you don't mind. Flex those poetic muscles at me with the word 'profane' 🙏

Omg it is not stalkerish at all! Thank you so much for sending this my way. You send the right word to the right person! I hope yu enjoy this!

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Profane - relating or devoted to that which is not sacred or biblical; secular rather than religious

Hope you enjoyed anon <3. Thanks again, and for anyone reading; If you want your own poem - send me a random word for a prompt!

[thismission]

fic: impulse control

tarquin/ashur || rated g || 700 words

Staring even more intensely at the papers before him when Ashur comes to stand wordlessly next to him, Tarquin rereads the same sentence over and over again to distract himself. They’re so close their shoulders almost brush, but he has no idea what Ashur is even doing. And he’s not about to look over at him to find out. Mostly because if he does, he’s scared he’ll do something stupid like smile at Ashur.

ao3

[vampyrtism]

uni pingram / veganpunk .

its just a concept 4 them in my style but shhhh. i think they would write songs ab how shitty Natalie is and make out (if they actually Knew Nat was cheating at the time)

[natelia-aldelliz]

"What if I fade?"

Soap lifts his head from his journal, looking up at Roach who is eerily floating near the ceiling. The slow movements almost make him look like he's in water. Kind of ironic given the way he died.

"What do you mean?" he asks, confused.

"What if I move on, what if I disappear," Roach elaborates, refusing to meet his eye. "Not everyone is a ghost, right? We'd be overly crowded. The fact that we're not also means that not every ghost stays."

Soap forces his dry throat to swallow. He honestly didn't want to think about that. He still needs Roach, he probably always will, but he hasn't even told him that he - he takes a deep breath in to calm himself.

"I don't know how it works," he admits quietly, bouncing his leg absent-mindedly. "You're probably right, like most of the time. Even if I really want you to be wrong about that."

Roach finally looks towards him.

"Maybe I should move on," Roach whispers. "It's not healthy, Johnny. You have no idea the things I want, what I wish for, that I'll never get."

Soap doesn't stand up, just keeps staring into Roach's eyes.

"I think I might have an idea, actually," he whispers back. Roach flounders for a moment. Soap really wishes he didn't get that wrong. He's pretty sure Roach meant that he can't have Ghost, and he himself can't have Roach. So... It's pretty similar.

"I've been feeling less like myself recently," Roach insists, deciding to ignore that comment for now. "I find myself wishing one of you would die so I wouldn't be alone. I never thought like that before, I fear that I may have stayed too long, that I'm starting to lose myself."

And he looks scared. It's written on his features so clearly and it breaks Soap's heart.

"You're not alone," he swears. "I'm here with you, and I'll make sure you stay you, however I can."

Roach looks at him, examining his face, looking for... something. Whatever it is, he seems to have found it because he exhales through his nose like a very soft laugh and averts his eyes, almost... blushing? It's a bit hard to tell from the distance and his left cheek being covered in burns while his right is covered in freckles, but he's pretty sure his ears are red.

"You can't look at me like that, Johnny," he says almost coyly. "I can't do anything about it, it's not fair."

Soap's face is burning and his eyes are wide. Was he too obvious? Did Roach understand or is he joking?

They probably look stupid, both of them redder than a fire truck, avoiding the other's eyes, regretting their words. Or at least he supposes that it's what's happening, because he's sure not looking up.

"If it makes you feel better," Roach finally says, sounding like he's smiling, "you were right for once : I am right most of the time. Judging by your reaction, you did indeed have no idea what I want."

[cutthroatcutsleeve]

[rowanfreakinedres]

LAST DAY OF PRIDE MONTH I ALMOST FORGOT!!!! HERE'S LEATHER DADDY JOE

BEAR TIME YEAHHHH