#ru long

[limonmaid]

Tealhua Bluehua Yellowhua Northern Deserthua

[kalashnikovlobotomy]

loser hero goes out underdressed in the cold is scared of ghosts eats burger etc

[homicidalbrunette]

Here's 3 minutes of Katya and Trixie acting like an old married couple

[acerathia]

elaboration on this post cw: implied exhibitionism

it's weird, you're aware of that. to be crushing on a stranger with a mask, just because he's actually doing something good. (and because he looks so good in their outfit, muscles ripping and stretching underneath that fabric, almost like he's putting on a show...)

yet, you can't help yourself. your body shivers, fingers twitching, heart racing with every passing glance, every mere thought of this masked phenomenon. and with every single reaction, the guilt buries itself heavier into your lungs.

you have a partner, one you like so so much, one you want to spend the rest of your life with. but how can you face him with these treacherous thoughts about another person, even worse, a stranger you barely have exchanged proper words with.

your desires and the bad aftertaste swirl together into a cocktail of mixed feelings. especially as you find yourself in his arms after a rescue from an attempted thievery.

his face hidden by the usual mask and his arms are securely wrapped around you, as he's transporting you carefully to another spot. and your lungs and heart are drumming, reminding you of the tickles you feel as you think of him, only to stop a beat, giving you a taste of the heartache to be followed in the future if you don't control yourself.

arriving safely in another alley, he begins to unravel his strong grip, taking all the warmth away from you. and everything you have been bottling up suddenly pushes forward, exploding in something you can't explain. maybe you wanted some form of closure, maybe you wanted to confess your complicated feelings to him, maybe you wanted to blame him for everything.

but nothing comes out, as the moment the mask leaves his face, you're faced with your partner, all wide eyes and confusion, worry. the same person you have gone home to every day is the same person protecting the streets. the only two people being able to stir your heart is the very same person. this realization turns your muscles weak, relief flooding through your veins, and you slump against him.

"I love you", you mutter, and it doesn't take for him to do the math, to put every piece together.

yet, instead of disappointment, there's something else you're confronted with, as he presses you against the wall with his body, letting his hands roam over you as he puts the mask back on.

"This is what you like, huh?" he asks, voice low and rough, sending shivers down your spine, tingling deep in your belly.

you swallow, feeling yourself getting overwhelmed, especially as you feel his bulge grow where your bodies meet. his hand touches you then where you're most sensitive, pressing against you through the fabric. you gasp and clutch at him, feeling some sense of desperation, of need.

A chuckle. "I know we're going to have fun with this..." His fingers tug at your waistband, and you let him, giving yourself to him, in all of his forms.

[toyybox]

Derwyn and their test subject Ruaridh from Uilebheist A Rinn An Duine by @inkwell-and-dagger

[muninnhuginn]

still thinking of the hospital scene near the end of move to heaven where geu-ru starts to let slip how much he has been affected by jeong-woo's death. it's been evident before this point, but never more than glimpses. stuff like him refusing to let his uncle use any of his dad's things. he also sometimes provides insight about how he relates to clients, but in a way that gives off an impression that he's sad, but that he's coping. when in actuality, he really isn't.

he hasn't even tidied out his dad's room, just left it untouched. he's been avoiding calls and texts regarding his father's ashes for weeks. han geu-ru is a trauma cleaner. he helps other people move on with the deaths of their loved ones, but he hasn't allowed himself to process.

anyway, it's the dialogue that really hits for me. when geu-ru asks his uncle to be honest with him, because his dad wasn't, and he can't face that again. and san-gu says that jeong-woo lied to geu-ru about being fine because he loved him. so geu-ru doesn't to worry about sang-gu lying because he doesn't love him as much as jeong-woo did anyway. it's half-joking, because at this point we know sang-gu clearly does care for his nephew. but that doesn't matter to geu-ru.

geu-ru says, "don't love me". he says, "don't hide anything from me".

geu-ru knew his dad loved him. his dad made sure he knew it every single day and geu-ru appreciated that dearly. but he would rather his uncle not love him if it means he doesn't have to lose him too.

[capricioussun]

my papyrus thought at this moment: if he went camping it would be cute if he slept in a sleeping bag with a doggy pillow on it. like this but white and with the annoying dog's face instead of a husky (inspired by my kids fighting over who got to sleep in this sleeping bag last night)

I want to draw this sooo badly that's so cute 😭😭😭 you just know his regular sleeping bag went missing and now this just invites that little white fiend to come and keep him trapped in there by falling asleep on his legs even worse than before >=<[[[

[ruvviks]

Nathan Dixon is lead STEM developer of the Union environment and Team Bravo special ops agent of MOBIUS. He is one of the youngest recruits of the shadow organization, having been forced to join them after he killed his parents at age 16; and now, nine years later, he is looking for a way to destroy MOBIUS once and for all– if that is even possible.

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[the-hungdeli-hermit]

Have to post this again because I’m not SEING ENOUGH HFR HALLOWEEN ART IN THE MAIN TAG. WHERE YOU ALL AT???????

ALSO STREAM OCTOBER RUST BECAUSE IT’S GOOD?!?!?

HAPPY HALLOWEEN DON’T RUPTURE YOUR SPLEEN

have Chai Skull, pookie, you deserve it

[sugaredrhubarb]

In honour of her second book, Lancelot in November, coming out later this month, I want to talk about one of my favourite books of the last year and one of my favourite romances ever.

King of Cups 

By @woodswit / @phoebe-woods

available here

Hockey, love, tarot, mystery—this book is so up my alley that I was almost scared to read it. After putting it off for most of the fall, I finally dove in this winter while in the middle of a depressive slump. When I say this book made me laugh and cry, it feels almost diminishing—it made me feel, and anyone who experiences similar slumps of numbness knows what a feat that can be.

King of Cups follows Eloise, a mess of a private investigator, as she gets drawn into the world of the Boston Bruins and the world of Jacques Lavesque, a hockey star and a man finally cracking under the weight of perfection. If you don’t want to read me wax on about this book for ages, give it a look.  If you'll stick around, let me tell you why I love it.

Eloise & Jacques

“She was never comfortable at all – not in her own skin and not in anyone else’s. After all, underneath it all, there she was – a trespasser no matter where she went, an interloper who had never learned to root in any soil, a witch forever in exile.”

Oh, how I was so seen by Eloise. She is a little lost and a little lonely. She is awkward, and sometimes she’s accidentally cruel, but she is good, and she is learning. Sometimes, a character changes in a book simply because the author says so; that is not the case here. Eloise grows and evolves, and we get to see every step forward and backward and every bump along the way.

“Was this what it was like to be in Jaques’s head — to see the vulnerability in everyone, even when they were challenging, and have your heart broken for it?”

I have never related so much to a male character, even in all his big athletic manliness. Jacques is tired. He has given so much of himself to his team, to his family, to everyone but himself. He has so much love and so much anger, and they twist, grow, and burn bright within each other. The story of Jaques is just as compelling as the story of Eloise, and they amplify each other in every way. 

“He was in love with the world and at times in love with every single person in it.”

Hockey 

“She was thinking of church again as she heard the announcer yell, “...BOSTON BRUINS!”  Or maybe not church — maybe something older, something rooted in pagan ritual and wolf-gods and dented armour.”

So yes, this is a hockey story, but you don’t need to be a hockey fan to enjoy it. For those of us who are, however, and have been burnt by hockey books before, this is what we’ve been looking for. The author is a hockey fan, and it shows in how she examines the fanaticism of sports culture, the paradox between the inherent violence of hockey with the perfect family man image it demands, and the bigotry endemic to the whole thing. None of it feels forced; all of it feels real, and you can tell it’s done by someone who both loves the sport and sees its flaws.

Everybody else

“[...] at the end of the day all that matters to me is how I loved other people.”

Every character in this book is a whole person. No side character is there just to serve a purpose, even only for a scene. From the other players on the team to Eloise’s family to the big “villains” and the side conflict starters, every single one has wants and needs and flaws, and I fell a little in love with them all. You will relate to them, you will feel for them, you will love them too.

Love

“Love was the Wheel of Fortune, cyclical and never static.”

The word love has already appeared 11 times in this post (12 now) and is circled frequently in my copy of the book. This is a romance (as I usually talk about very smutty things, I would be remiss not to mention that this is not that), and the love built between our main characters is so strong, even when it is scared or angry. Eloise and Jacques are magnetic to each other and the reader, and every moment they are in each other’s vicinity feels charged and electric. But romantic love is not what makes this book special. Love is woven through every aspect of the story, and it is the familial love, the platonic love, that shines brightest. Love is hard; sometimes love ends, sometimes it refuses to, and sometimes it is new and barges its way in when you least expect or want it. This book depicts it all beautifully.

I don’t even know how to fit in here just how well it’s written. The world is detailed and real. The characters are relatable and full. The mystery is gripping and engrossing. I could talk about the dialogue for ages. It is so incredibly human, funny and aching and awkward and revealing. 

If you read this book, you will want to treat the world as kindly, empathetically, and lovingly as the author treats her story. 

The author is a mutual of mine on here so I do want to say thank you to her for giving the world such a special piece of work, I’m so looking forward to reading the next addition.

And thank you anna ( @winterrose527 ) for putting it in my path in the first place.

[howlingday]

(Ru-Ja-Gun-Con)

Ruby drags her sister to the con in order to keep things on track. Yang decides to mess with Ruby and grabs a core crystal, thus awakening her.

How much chaos does this cause?

Ruby: ...I turn around for five minutes and THIS HAPPENS AGAIN?!

Yang: Easy, little sister! I was just browsing and boom! Suddenly, I've got somebody as my partner.

Zenobia: This is your little sister, huh? Can she fight?

Yang: Yeah, but she'll always need her big sister to help her out.

Ruby: Ugh... Whatever...

Zenobia: ...So how soon until we can fight some Grimm?

Yang: Eh... Soon enough. They're kinda everywhere.

[tankgotstuckinthecircusgate]

my truth is that leo was in a lavender marriage

[gretahayes]

PAUSE. Why is nineteen year old Donna with 29 year old Terry??? Who approved this??? God the 80s were a time

[queenslandrail]

i want people who knew ruslan on tumblr to post about them on oct 17th. share funny stories, photos, reblog classic posts of theirs, etc. they used to always become the dash topic out of the blue so i just want another day of seeing rus posts to immortalise their status as a legend on this site

[neobastard]

one unintended side effect of the void within going on hiatus is that i'm starting to notice a spike in codestone prices

that makes sense, with no battledome challenges giving them out as prizes that means less codestones circulating in the economy. but still, y'all couldn't have shown at least a little restraint and waited until the 11th?

[cottonii]

*tucks hair behind ear* so there's another fancomic i rlly like-

the comic discord has already seen these, but i've looking for more art to post on here heehoo

please read @lumidotexe 's even rainfall has shadows!!! it's rlly interesting (i want to punch ehrs macaque in the monkey balls)

made a collection of doods: drawing two of the main charas ru and an he in my style, as well as the both of them interacting with my own oc xianlie (the dragon girl). she gets to be part of the an he protection squad just like me >:)))

+xian and her mac interacting with ehrs macaque (are you following? bc i sure am not)

and some tineys of course