#the second one is very gay...

[waterdhaviancheesecake]

43 please!

43- Undone

I wrote two, whoops :)

First:

                The silent night was all to loud for Evander. Any joy that Halsin had been found and the Grove was free was far back in his mind, veiled by the sorrow that clenched around his heart. The pressure was breaking it. The tiefling children would be safe and, Ilmater willing, no more would become orphans, but the same could not be said for the goblin children. They were innocent, whatever cruelty they had shown the caged bear was a product of their upbringing. Were goblins not all children once too? Who would care for them now? In their faces he saw the children of the warriors he had slain during his service. Evander felt no better a man now than he was back then, cutting down any who stood in his way to protect their families.

                “Hey, soldier.” Karlach’s voice cut through the noise not like a sword but like a warm breeze through stagnant smoke. His tense shoulders unknotted as he realized she was exactly who he needed in this moment. No one understood better than she what haunted him in his dreams. “Can’t sleep?”

                “No,” Evander sighed. “Care to join me?”

                “Sure,” Karlach nodded with a warm smile. She sat beside him with a quiet groan, no doubt sore from a day of slashing and hacking through the horde. “Wanna talk about it?” Sharp instincts as always.

                “No… I’ll be alright I think,” he said. In realty, he simply didn’t think he could speak of it at the moment, as much as it may release part of the burden. Maybe another time. In the meantime, her presence was more than enough. “But if you could stay with me a while…”

                “Say no more. To be honest I can’t sleep either.” She placed a hand against her chest and cleared her throat. He could see now the glowing sheen of sweat over her brow.

                His broken spirit. Her corrupted body.

                “We got dealt a bad hand… didn’t we?”

                He didn’t need to elaborate. Both had been mere tools used and broken in the self-interest of greater powers. Something both were given constant reminders of.

                “And we just keep paying for it,” she said. The sadness in her eyes contrasted the slight smile on her lips. “Chin up, soldier. I won’t give in if you won’t.”

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And now for a slightly lighter sort of nsfw one because uhhhhh well :))))))

A journal entry by Evander -

                Sleep alludes me once again. Although this time instead of images of past horrors my dreams have subjected me to something else entirely. I’m… conflicted on how I feel. What would Amtas think if he knew I had such dreams about another man?  Perhaps he would want this for me. Even so, I fear welcoming another into my heart will mean he truly is gone forever. How can I let go of my sweet Amtas, my sunlight incarnate?

                But Gale… he is the stars which fill the empty tapestry of the empty part of my soul with their light, spinning tales of beauty and devotion. He’s awakened within me a craving I haven’t had in many years, a hunger I thought was all but gone. As I lay in my bedroll waiting for sleep to claim me, the illusion of his scent fills my tent and I feel my tongue tingle like that of a man who hasn’t eaten in weeks and discovers a warm, flavorful feast spread before him. As I drift he appears before me in my dreams as bare as the day he was born and whispers into my ear promises of pleasures beyond mortal understanding. I’ve felt the phantom sensation of his hands sliding down my chest as he sits atop me, and I am his royal throne. I’ve taken my oath in the waking world to serve him as he sees fit, and in my dreams he claims more from me than my sword and shield.

                I am unraveling, it seems. When the sun rises I will greet him as if he hadn’t unknowingly bewitched me through the night. He will smile, unaware that my mind has imagined the taste of his lips. He will greet me, unaware that I have heard his voice cry my name.

                My love, my Amtas, forgive me. Were he to ask, I’m not longer certain I could resist.

[prickly-paprikash]

Whoever you ship Mizu with, it is ultimately gay as fuck.

Mizu and Akemi? That's just two angry wlw's haunted by the image of one another who have been pushed into different but mirroring paths that will one day intertwine, and their anger and regret will balloon into a terrifying clash. Violent? Yes. Passionate? Extremely. Sexual Tension? Nuclear-level.

Mizu and Taigen? Mizu didn't really mind the other acts of sex in Madame Kaji's brothel until she got to the dudes fuckin, and her immediate thought was how close Taigen and his lips were during their tumble in their duel. It's very clear Mizu sees her relationship with Taigen as homoerotic, and has shown some interest in it. That's just trans masc x bottom bi, baby.

Mizu, Taigen and Akemi?

So. Fucking. G A Y.

There ain't no cis-het reading of Blue Eye Samurai, bucko. This shit's the purest crystal queer in the market. It ain't cloudy. It ain't distilled.

This show is raw, uncut Mizumphetamine. Mizu is the chemicals injected into the water that's making the freaking fags frogs gay.

Mizu's the baddest bitch around. Be in awe of this undying fuck's energy. She is 2023's top bitch magnet. She doesn't get bitches. She pins them down, strikes the fear of her in them, and wields a fucking sword made to slaughter the heavens.

[sundry-whovengerslocked]

Doctor Who "Rogue" memes

I've made memes. enjoy.

(contains slight spoilers)

firstly, ones that are more encompassing:

regarding the episode itself:

and finally, Captain Jack Harkness stages of grief:

[acekindaneat]

idc what they say they're father-daughter to me

bonus sho (+ his hamsters) and serizawa too bc they're also family

[lollytea]

Thinking about how Hunter was confirmed to be an artist in the finale with a talent for wood carving and now I really think most of the little sculptures on his shelf are ones he made himself, including the Remy doll. The idea of Golden Guard Hunter designing, carving and painting the silliest happiest little fellow just for fun is very cute to me.

[carbon--14]

pspsps phannies come get a little 2009core treat and help me decide which of these are better. plz and thanks :] i intentionally didn't put a both option but if enough ppl say i should i will

[monotone-artist]

hello um. explodes into a million pieces

[id: two digital art pieces of characters from horizon: forbidden west. the first image has three different drawings featuring aloy, seyka, and beta. aloy is in the oseram artificer outfit with leather armor, bracers, and a leather crop top vest with red cloth; beta is in the nora huntress outfit, with a leather tunic and a light blue bandana around her neck; and seyka is in her usual outfit with a white-and-gray fabric armor and a pink-and-gray scarf. the backgrounds in these pieces are a textured light pink.

the first drawing is an upper body shot of aloy and beta, who are side-by-side, each with an arm slung over the other's shoulder, the sides of their heads touching. aloy has her other hand on her hip and is smiling at beta, though she also looks slightly concerned. beta is ducking her head slightly, her other arm curled into herself as she also smiles, albeit a little anxiously.

the second drawing is of aloy and seyka. aloy is sitting down, her legs outstretched while seyka is laying back against her chest. seyka has an interface open in front of her that she's curiously navigating through, her tongue sticking out. aloy is peering down at her and smiling. they're both slightly blushing.

the final drawing is an upper body shot of aloy and seyka. seyka is grabbing aloy by the shoulders and frantically shaking her, gasping in amazement, her eyes sparkling. aloy looks pretty startled but otherwise isn't fighting against it.

the second image is of a sunwing, a pterosaur-like robot. she is standing, lifting one wing to preen at it. she is simply colored a slightly darker shade than the background. the text reads, "Sunny the Sunwing <3" end id]

[gdn7-dollopole]

MERLIN FIC PROMPT

What if Arthur can shapeshift?

Once upon a time, a very powerful magical being had found a way to transform their cells however they wanted to, using magic (very much like alchemy. Impossible, but they were able to find a method to make it work).

Fast forward, the Pendragon line is born, and some far away in their blood, these cells still work.

And then, Arthur and Merlin meet when they’re kids.

Two peaceful reigns, allies and magical, Balinor’s and Uther’s, both together to sign a treaty, when Merlin and Arthur are forced to stay together, annoyed with each other, while the adults do adult things.

They bicker, they fight, they scream at one another, and end up playing together, when one afternoon, Arthur, wooden sword in hand, puffy, red cheeks, hands closed in fists and hair a mess, runs around the castle to catch Merlin, thin, scrawny boy, all bones, ears too large and hair as black as night, yelling at the blonde to stop chasing him.

But then Arthur reaches him, and he lets out a puff of breath.

More accurately, a puff of smoke.

Merlin stands still, a ball of blue light flying over his hand, breathing harshly, ready to smash the ball across Arthur’s face.

They stare at each other, with round and knowing eyes, until Merlin yells, runs across the gardens, and tackles Arthur to the ground anyway.

They’re forced to stay together one way or another, and unconsciously, Merlin helps Arthur control his powers, as much as Arthur can help Merlin control his.

They’re too stupid to understand that a bond stronger than everything else in Albion is creating between them, but they don’t notice many things.

Cue all the shenanigans:

first time Arthur sneezes it happens in front of Merlin. They’re in Camelot, searching for secret chambers in the castle. Since the warlock seems very much like the only one who can call to Arthur’s powers, the prince pops a tail. Long, scaly, red and gold.

Merlin, magic flaring inside him, and giggling, tries to chop it off for fun;

during their teenage years, while Merlin is studying the dragon tongue, he dares Arthur to steal biscuits from the cook, but makes the mistake to be too loud, since he suddenly grows claws, that rip apart his shoes. Needless to say, it doesn’t work, and now they’re being chased by a very angry cook;

Arthur hits Merlin with a mace during training, when the warlock comes to visit him. Arthur puts too much force when sitting on Merlin, and he farts.

Very manly, of course.

While Merlin is too busy laughing so loud the sound reaches all Five Kingdoms, Arthur gets angry, and two wide, long, red wings rip open his armour. Arthur ends up flying over Merlin’s window for an entire week as revenge, hitting it with the end of his sword;

to be fair, Merlin whispers filthy words and makes awful noises resound in Arthur’s ears while he is trying to sleep, all across their two kingdoms;

at Arthur’s coronation as a regent, Merlin visits him, and makes fun of him while he tries to approach a girl. Arthur burns his hair, and Merlin burns his in return.

And then they are adults, two men who somehow, despite their differences, had stuck together throughout all these years.

And one night, Arthur disappears, suddenly, and without notice.

There is a rumour he had escaped Camelot by running.

And Merlin feels the pulse of magic in his veins.

He has no idea if it will work, but the warlock, desperate and scared, calls Arthur to a clearing, and as he regains his breath after screaming for his best friend, Merlin sees a giant, red and gold dragon ascending on the grass, wide paws and claws gripping the ground, nostril flaring hot smoke, scales shining under the moonlight, tails hitting the end of the trees in the woods, and his lean, long body expanding with each laboured breath he takes.

Arthur had only went away for a walk, and while he screams at Merlin for being such a girl’s petticoat, they both stop mid sentence, and stare long at each other.

Or rather, Arthur’s golden eyes widen, and he looks down at a tiny Merlin, who had a similar expression on.

That’s how they both find out that Merlin is Arthur’s Dragonlord.

(this is all inspired by a post that I read so long ago. Merlin is a Dragonlord, and he is in fact the only one who can make Arthur, a Pendragon, see sense, and therefore tame him)

[mikesbasementbeets]

mike wheeler in stranger things 2 + girls, girls, girls

[noxious-fennec]

Siblings

[the-ghost-rat]

I love how ppl are upset the third g3 mh movie wasnt greenlit meanwhile im here just -

“Clap if you care…moving on.”

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

"Cuhut it out- you guys!" "Nu-uh, not until you're all perked up first! You don't want those gym challengers meetin' with an ol' mopey leader, do ya?" "Whitney's right, dear friend. No need to hide that beautiful smile of yours, alright?~"

What it takes to cheer up Johto's beloved ghost boy 👻💕

[lacefuneral]

kim and harry are laying next to each other in bed. they are going to go to sleep soon. kim is trying to read a book, but finds he cannot concentrate.

kim: "you are thinking too loud."

harry: "sorry."

kim: "one of your mind projects?"

harry: "...something like that."

kim: "go ahead."

harry: ???

kim: "ask me whatever question is ricocheting around in your head like a bullet."

harry: "it's um... it's stupid."

kim: "that hardly stops you during witness interviews."

harry: "...right. have you ever... um... loved a woman?"

kim: "i have dated women before, when i was young. but i was not attracted to them, no."

harry: "...do you think you ever could be?"

kim: "no. why? did you want to open-"

harry: "no, no. i was just curious. that's all."

kim: "..."

harry: "..."

kim: "...oh."

harry: ????

kim: "mon coeur, you are the only woman i have ever loved."

harry: ??????????¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿

kim: ?

harry: "...i was asking because i was wondering if you were bi-sexual like i am. i'm not a lady. to my knowledge anyway."

kim: "ah. khm. well, if you were, i would support you."

[daguerreotyping]

Tintypes of two stylish gentlemen in stovepipe hats playing a hand of cards and getting a little handsy, c. 1880s

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

i think the diamond dogs should play improv games just bc it would amuse me, an ex theater kid, specifically

[leezuhh]

sunshine court no context