#they're so stupid your honor i love them

[eryanlainfa]

Maybe Var is only half kryptonian but he's still a super-

I swear this au isn't dead yet

[spinspoon]

HAVE YOU STARTED WATCHING AVA ? !!!!!!!!!! <- said like a word

Perhaps. (<- very normal right now /silly)

[sparkly-skies]

I went to see the EC movie and it's so fun to watch and they showed people doing push-ups instead of a circle pit during Pump It and I'll never have enough of David talking random bs and Kevin and Nico talking absolute bs at the end of videos, talking over each other, interrupting each other and their camera guy, making their subtitle guy give up on subtitling, I hope they never stop 🥰

[ayverx]

I had a vision from the crazy fairy

He's going to eat another human organ

[leslutdepointedulac]

Loustat literally every other book:

Louis: never ever leave me. If you leave me I'll never talk to you ever again, I just wouldn't cope. I'll hate you forever and ever if you leave me

Lestat: of course, I wouldn't dream of it. Promise me you'll never leave me either

Louis: obviously, I can't bear to be without you

Louis (literally 2 minutes later): yeah, no. I'm over it. I've kind of had enough of you now ngl. Bye bitch!

(Louis and Lestat reunite sometime later)

Louis: *gasp* Lestat, babe, I've missed you sooooooo much. Why did you leave me, that was so fucking rude of you. You promised you'd never go!

Lestat (knows full well Louis' a hypocritical lying bitch): i'm so sorry, can you ever forgive me? It'll never happen again I promise, my moon, my stars, my reason for being, I love you sm

Louis: i love more my darling dumbass, my sunshine on a rainy day, obviously I forgive you, just don't let it happen again okay. I'll simply pass away otherwise

Lestat: never ever

(Louis proceeds to leave again. And so the never-ending cycle continues 😒)

[theladysherlock]

"There were a hundred British ships at harbor in Istanbul. I could've taken one into the Mediterranean anytime I wanted. But Volger said you were in danger, that you'd stay in the city and fight instead of hiding. And I couldn't let you do that all alone. I had to save you!" Her voice broke on the last word, and she steadied herself with a ragged breath. "You're my best friend, Alek, and I couldn't lose you. I'd do anything not to lose you."

He stared at her, frozen mid stride. Her voice sounded so different now, like another person's altogether. He wondered if she'd been putting on a voice before, or whether he somehow heard her words differently, now that he knew she was a girl.

"What do you mean, lose me? I'd already run away."

1. "I'd do anything not to lose you" AUGHHHHH and again AUUUGGGHHHHHHH

2. She sounds different because she's CRYING and being VULNERABLE WITH YOU. DIPSHIT.

[rafyki]

It's so incredibly funny to me that by ep 12 Peem and Phum have kissed like a hundred times already and done and said the sweetest things to each other, yet they're not together yet

Phum finally confesses and Peem has the guts to play hard to get asdfghkljkkll "no I will not tell you I like you too, but I'll let you kiss me and kiss you back tenderly and lovingly, I'll be your safe place, I'll book a trip to the beach for just the two of us, and I'll even get a room with only bed so we have to sleep together" lmao they've been hitting on each other since day one, pleaseeeee

"try and win my heart", BRO YOUR HEART HAS BEEN HIS SINCE EP 5 WHO ARE YOU KIDDING

[thinglostinfire]

This game is so funny.

[sandwichmustbetasty]

I should be writting my thesis, but I am once again plagued with Dragon Age brainrot.

VARRIC/HAWKE OH MY GOD. The sheer potential for angst, the longing the pining and the ever present question of Bianca. Blue Hawke would be a mess. He would totally stay in the fade - he already lost his family, Carver's doing good with Wardens, his friends have their own life, and Varric? Varric's fine. He always is. He always has Bianca after all.

And Varric's complicated and repressed feelings would just hit him straight in the gut the moment the first shock would fade. He's in love with Hawke, has been for so long.

And now Hawke is dead. And now there is nothing to be done about this stupid stupid feeling he cradled so close to his chest he didn't even realise it was there. Varric would not be doing fine. Oh he would repress everything again and try to be his old self, but he'd rather avoid Cole, thank you very much.

And without Hawke there would be no-one to call him out on his bullshit. Not that they were ever any good about talking about feelings.

But Varric would stay up in his room, staring at the wall, haunted by the memories of Hawke's smiling face, of all the late evening where they would stay up, snuggled close somewhere in Hanged Man, drunk and too tired to move, laughing at some stupid hardly funny jokes. He would realise with a stark clarity that there was nothing of Hawke in his possesion but those sweet, painful memories. There was no memento, no trinket, nothing. You bet he would find his pack (if he left anything in Skyhold or in the camp) and pull out some tattered red shirt and hold on to that for the rest of his life.

welp, now i'm gonna cry.

[postaldouche]

s2, ep10 I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD KILLS decided to get lazy again! sorry for the wait! (not that any of you were actually waiting, but for the sake of my ego pretend that you were and that this is the highlight of your night or something idk). SO! we're back to the monarchs! the bug lovers are about as gay as ever, and (once again) i can't help but swoon over the black guards - especially when put up against the monarch henchies.

guhhh they're just so badass and cool.. i should REALLY get to drawing them.. hopefully when my art block wears off i'll find myself competent enough to do so eee

AND HERE'S GARY! just looking to break good ol' reliable 24 out of his holding cell. something that i find curious about this segment is Gary's ruse/bypass excuse. he claims that he's there to 'administer' 24's 'medication' - which is a good enough lie all on it's own.

of course, the black guards then insist on administering the medication to 24 themselves - in response, Gary lies and warns them that it's: "y'know.. it's (up the butt) medicine--" and then they IMMEDIATELY lay off and let him through. this little bit right here just sort of confirms that there are PEOPLE OUT THERE within venture bros canon that continue to live their daily lives under the assumption that Gary stuck his fingers up 24's ass :-| people canonically believe that Gary fingered 24. which is funny. at least to me it is blehhh also if i'm being entirely honest? Gary would totally stick his fingers up 24's ass if it meant helping him out with a health risk or whatever. i just KNOW it'd be a thing. they're boyfriends. 24 wouldn't even really need to ask him twice - they'd go tit for tat over who has helped who more/sacrificed the most for eachother before Gary would go: "(LE SIGHH) okay fine whatever just please don't say anything while i do it and DON'T ask me to do it again smhh </3" (he'd do it again in a heartbeat they r best friends yaoi lovers)

BACK TO THE EPISODE!!! Gary walks in on him wanking it lol xc i really like 24's face lol. i mean, he's kind of uggo but not really? he looks like bert from sesame street, which is cute - and he has a weird muppet voice, but that's also cute. something i've always liked about venture bros was their talent to make the strangest looking men somewhat desirable. i want to put this guy in a jar, maybe my pocket.

Gary immediately starts asking questions about Henry and what happened - also asks about what's in the magic murder bag. you know. not even bothering to acknowledge the fact 24 had his wenis out. because he's gay,

^c^!!! 24 is very cute in these shots!

oh, and he basically confirms that Killinger is actually a sort of chill guy or whatever, but Gary disagrees

we get some villainous dork Gary moments here too (he's always a villainous dork, but some moments shine through more than others obviously lol)

"he knows nothing about honor, or living by the sword-- he is not like us." uggghhhhh shut up shut up shut up shut up shut uppppp he is only amusing to his boyfriend and that's about it we need to kill this guy or get him a muzzle or SOMETHING

"WHAT are you TALKING about??" even 24 thinks Gary is insane </3

gary tiddy check out the gary tiddy he essentially yammers on about how he's SURE that "that killinger guy" has brainwashed the entirety of the hive. it's kind of cute and funny, you can tell that he's just being a paranoid nerd here.. smh.. he's only happy when his ginger baddie is treating them all like shit i guess x_x

uuuhhh this shot is mostly for me to use as reference later ignore it but ahhh 24 shuts that down and raves on about Dr Killinger and how he's amazing and cured his herpes or whatever (also whispered about how he could help Gary with ""his problem"") (whatever that is lol) the herpes thing never really gets brought up by 24 fans. strange but fair. it'd be like me bringing up the fact that Brock is part swedish. it's useless trivia lol. but still pretty interesting that no one seems to remember or talk about it. idk. ehh.

Gary doesn't take 24's positive opinion of Dr Killinger all that well and proceeds to have a slight (but not really) ""freak out"" over it-- "oh he's already got to you! don't touch me, stay back! stay back, pod person!" i honestly don't even really think Gary's ACTUALLY 100% upset over it. he's just really dramatic and already bothered by Killinger's presence lmao

"alright whatever (￣ _ ￣ ；)" and 24's just used to Gary's weird nature. he's so over it. his boyfriend amuses him and i think that's cute eee

[chr0n1c-ag0ny]

Kunidazai reunion sparking them finally, actually, truly getting together (cause they're idiots who have essentially been and old married couple for years and were the last to notice)? I think yes.

kunikida offering his apartment to Dazai, as his partners was in no shape to be lived in, after all the time that had passed with no upkeep and the time it spent in police custody, being milled through for any potential evidence. there was no way he could let him go back to it, not now, not tonight. Kunikida needs him close tonight.

Dazai takes him up on his offer. he doesn't want to be alone. he won't admit it, but he can't be alone, he doesn't know what it would do to him, what he would do to himself if he was left unattended. so he gratefully, while making jabs and cracking jokes at his partner, follows him home.

their night proceeds as normal, as it had for years of Dazai crashing with him. Kunikida cooks while Dazai sits up on his counter, rambling on and on about anything he can think of. Kunikida never realized how much he missed Dazai's voice until the relief of not cooking in silence hit him.

when they eat Dazai drags his partner to sit on the couch, even though Kunikida hates eating on the couch, knowing he would make an exception for him, just for tonight. they sit too close to just be friends, coworkers, partners even. their arms touch, their knees lean into one another.

when Dazai's finished with his dinner he lays a head in Kunikida's lap, turning on the TV, flipping through all of his partners recorded media until he finds the show they had been watch together, every episode that aired since he was arrested is recorded and unwatched. with blurry eyes he hits play. Kunikida's hand is in his hair and it doesn't leave.

they don't talk, they don't have to, they've talked enough. for now they just want to sit and feel each other's touch and hear each other's breathing. it's all they need.

its nearly 3 in the morning when Dazai finally starts to doze, he'd curled up into a ball, halfway in Kunikida's lap at that point, holding onto one of his partner's hands. Kunikida knows he should get them both to bed, he should offer Dazai the room and take the couch, that he should have the man some space after all he'd been through. but he aches at the thought of leaving his side, at being separated again.

but he doesn't even have to say anything, should have known he never had to, Dazai's always been sharp as a tack, his intuition, almost terrifyingly, even sharper.

His partner turned lazily in his arms, looking up at him with tired but knowing eyes. let's go to bed, they say. you don't have to go, you can stay, they assure. please don't go, they beg.

Kunikida breathes a long, heavy, sigh of relief.

"ok," he answers, before finally getting up after hours laid up on the couch, watching as Dazai continues to doze.

his heart aches with feverish heat. he'd missed him so much he had begun to go mad, had gone mad really, and now his partner was back, he was back and alive and mostly well, and now he was so relieved it ached in its own right.

he went about making up his bed for two, for Dazai, knowing he needed enough pillows and blankets for half a dozen people, but kept stopping to look over the back of the couch to make sure he was still there, still with him, that he hadn't been taken away again. by the time he's done he's probably crossed his apartment two to three dozen times, from his room to the couch again and again, before he's finally decided the room was good enough, there were enough blankets for Dazai to cover himself with and pillows to hide in.

when he goes to Dazai this time around, he kneels in front of him, carding a hand through his hair, tracing a thumb over his brow, to his nose, and then his cheek. his partner's eyes flutter open, a smile graces his lips.

"come on," he whispers, worried too loud a voice would shatter the delicate air of safety and comfort around them, "time for bed."

Dazai hums, getting up with a stretch and a yawn, much like a cat, before gingerly hopping off the couch and into Kunikida's arms, a false smile and air of cheekiness to him, hiding the ache Kunikida knew all too well resided in his partner's heart as much as it did his own, if not more. he holds him for a moment, savoring the feeling of him in his arms, before taking his hand and leading him to their room.

Dazai knows the drill. he goes to the other man's dresser and picks out a pair of his own sweatpants, ones he kept here for nights like these, and as per usual, one of Kunikida's shirts, gliding across the room, out into the hall, and into the bathroom.

Kunikida crawls into bed, feeling like he's been hit by a bus by the days events, and ends up half asleep by the time he feels Dazai crawling into bed next to him.

he expects to see bandages peeking from the borrowed nightshirt, to watch Dazai shield himself from the world, from his partner's touch, with a swarm of blankets, for Dazai to lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, waiting for him to fall asleep first.

but tonight's different, so different.

Dazai's skin is bare where the shirt doesn't cover, his scars on display, each and every one of them, the burns, the cuts, the bullet wounds, the ones Kunikida has never one been able to decipher the story of. they're all bared to him, with no visible hesitation on Dazai's end.

when his partner climbs into bed he neglects the pile of blankets laid out for him, the pillows too. instead he lifts the comforter that's draped over the entirety of the bed, Kunikida included, sliding beneath it like it's natural to him, like he'd done it every night for months, years even.

he looks at Kunikida for a moment, silently asking for permission, which Kunikida cannot give fast enough, and then Dazai's in his arms, his own wrapped around his neck, nothing between them but the clothes on their backs.

Dazai pulls away, just a bit, Kunikida almost cries out, almost pulls him back in, but knows better. he lets dazai go, but he never leaves. he's moved just far back enough so they could both look each other in the face.

"I missed you," he spoke softly, his hands shifting to hold the blonde's face.

"I missed you too,"

there's a moment of silence.

"I love you." the words are hesitant, skittish even, like he's unsure of how Kunikida would take it.

"I love you too," he replies without a second thought. he loves his partner, he loves him, more than he knows what to do with, so much it drives him mad and makes him ache.

Dazai nods. he's thinking, Kunikida can see it on his face, his mind is going a million miles a second. worry flashes on Dazai's face, and Kunikida panics, goes to pull away, goes to give Dazai space, even if his own skin burns at the thought of parting with Dazai's.

but Dazai doesn't let him, he clings to him, "Don't go, please don't go, please," he begs.

his voice is desperate, so Kunikida doesn't. he watches his partners face twist and turn, watches as fear spreads across his brow and tears gather in his eyes, and he doesn't know what to do because this has never happened.

but than Dazai leans in, slowly, tugging Kunikida closer so they can meet in the middle. Kunikida feels his partners lips on his. he kisses him back. he can't decide if that was a foolish decision or not. It's soft, softer than either of them knew they were capable of, it's gentle and earnest and good.

Dazai stops after a moment, lingers in Kunikida's space before looking him in the eye once more, he doesn't speak, they don't need to. Dazai looks at him, tears running down his face, but he's smiling, he's ok. his thumbs wipe away tears Kunikida hadn't realized he'd shed. they're ok.

"I love you," Dazai mutter's again, speaking again before the other man can answer "Kunikida?"

"yes, Dazai?"

"don't go."

"I won't."

"promise?"

"I promise." its a foolish thing to say, but Dazai needs to hear it, hell, he needs to hear it, "I'm not going anywhere, so long as you promise me the same."

he hesitates, his eyes avoid Kunikida's for a moment, before returning from their shared gaze, "I'll try, I promise, I'll really try this time"

Kunikida nods, slowly moving to kiss Dazai's forehead, the brunette leans into it.

"I know you will," he whispers into Dazai's skin, "and I'll always be here when it's too hard to manage on your own."

there's silence again, but it doesn't feel wrong or heavy, its soft and warm and it feels right.

"I love you," Kunikida finally returns.

there's more silence, Dazai just looks at him, just watches, fingers playing with Kunikida's hair and drifting over his face until something clicks into place in the other man's mind, something nobody but Dazai could ever understand.

he leans in once more to kiss his cheek before he settles against Kunikida's chest, letting out a pleased huff as he curls himself into a ball, "goodnight," he muttered, almost instantly going still with sleep.

"goodnight," Kunikida replied, knowing Dazai wasn't going to hear him, pressing his own goodnight kiss to the top of Dazai's head before burying his face in the other man's hair (Dazai doesn't smell like his shampoo anymore. it makes something in him cringe. he tries and fails to ignore it).

it takes Kunikida a while to fall asleep, he's too busy running the night over and over and over again in his mind. he holds Dazai close and lets his fingers trace over scars, feeling over his too-thin frame, feeling each bone beneath his skin. there's so many thoughts rushing through his mind, to many fears, worries, anxieties, what ifs. what if I hurt him? what if I break him? what if I ruin this?

his thoughts are only stopped when Dazai gently nudges his head into his jaw, hands pulling Kunikida's off of him, holding them gently in his own (he should have known sleep wouldn't come that easy to Dazai).

he takes a deep breath, steadying himself and his mind, his partner's hands squeeze his gently, good, they seem to say, and sleep finally starts to pull at him once more.

he lets it happen, let's his eyes close and his mind go blank, knowing Dazai is safe, he's safe in his arms, he won't be taken away again. he sleeps knowing Dazai loves him, that he kissed him, that tomorrow they'll wake up like this, and maybe, just fucking maybe they can finally have this one happy ending.

[sketchy-tour]

scuttles in

Dandy is precious and I feel like they would be friends with Gloom

Scuttles away

I AGREE I THINK THEY SHOULD BE FRIENDS!!!!

Gloom beloved @theknifeclown

[what-am-i-doing-with-my-non-life]

im eating dinner at the beach, watching a group of surfers and all im thinking about if the ghouls going surfing so here r some head canons i just came up with.

Rain is a natural, obviously. hes really elegant as he does it, super relaxed. He makes it look really easy because it is to him. He knows which waves are strong enough and which aren't. He could spend hours surfing and be more energized by the end of it.

Dew is also a natural from his water ghoul days, but he's definitely not as elegant anymore. Its harder for him to tell the strong waves from weak ones as he's not connected to the water anymore and it pisses him off. Once he's on the board, however, he's a sight. He's either doing tricks and showing off or basking in the sun, letting his arms and shoulders drop.

Swiss likes to think he's as good as Dew or Rain, but he's never been super connected with water. He falls off the board frequently and always claims it was the wind, even when there is none. He doesn't get angry like Dew when he can't do something, though, just laughs it off and tries again. He also tries to do tricks, but ends up laughing at himself and falling. Still has a good time.

Mountain can surf, he just doesn't. It's not his thing, but he likes spending time with his pack so he indulges them. He was a little shakey at first, not liking how unstable he felt standing on the board, but got used to it after a while. Usually when they go surfing, he just swims out with them and watches as the others have fun.

Aether doesn't surf. He never saw the appeal. When the others go, he'll sit on the shore waiting with towels, water, snacks and clean clothes. Absolutely the dad of the group on these days. Dew tried to get him to surf once, it didn't go well. He never asked again and they don't talk about it.

Phantom, being newly summoned and all, is bad. Rain and Dew have tried to teach him because he really wants to learn, but he just can't get the hang of it. At first it was because he still hadn't figured out his balance, but even after he did, he never really got it. It doesn't stop him from trying though, he's very determined.

I got kinda carried away with this. oops.

I want to add the ghoulettes, but I don't know them well enough to do them justice, ill do a part two though if people actually like this.

[homiehugs]

what grade do you think they're getting on the assignment

[jathun]

still hate george rr martin for the red wedding

[theladysherlock]

"Do I look like a ninny?" She asked Alek.

"You do indeed, Mr. Sharp."

"Well, you do too, then! Only whatever it is they call ninnies in Clanker Talk."

"The word is dummkopf. But I don't look like one, because my stance isn't dreadful."