#this is transcendent

[succssion]

innie mark is gonna have to watch himself watch petey die and do nothing about it because he doesn’t know him. outie mark is gonna have to watch himself talk to his wife for hours and do nothing about it because he doesn’t know her. mark is gonna feel the love for his wife and the love for helly at the same time. two different people inhabiting one brain. i’m so sick

[ghosted-jazz]

Doey's 2/3 angsty traumatized teen, I think he'd love MCR

[serennes-art]

an inseparable part

[eorzeancryptids]

edit: source (sorry, it was posted to discord without the link so i thought it was their cap)

[onlymywishfulthinking]

Why didn't you say 'It was me who saved you, not him.' ? - Interview with the Vampire (2022-) 2.08

[acorviart]

tour of the sun god

[kamaela]

its everything. it's the messy, anticlimactic, cooled-down type of knowing someone that comes with being married, with smooshing all the feelings together with the practicalities of finances, possessions and inhabited spaces. it's the vicious, bitter resentment you swallow down but keeps doubling back. it's having no choice at all while making the choice is so vital. it's the things that mean so little but stack up in a pile inside your head and mean. fucking. everything. it's having everything you need written on the inside of your skull and having to choose the pain of turning yourself inside out in order to get it.

that's what this is. that's how deep this goes. actually, even deeper than i could possibly describe in a frenzied rec written on my phone between meetings. just. go read it. god damn.

javelin (to have and to hold)

18.9k words, explicit tags: divorce bond, non-consensual legilimency

“It sort of is, you know,” Harry says, a little delirious, heavy-headed. “What?” “A bond. Like, you feel what I’m feeling. We’re connected.” “It’s a disunion bond. And as though I needed a spell to—” Draco’s hands rise up under Harry’s shirt, the bedwarmed skin singing, sighing, groaning from the magic, every touch echoing with a crude second grasp. Kissing hits like Harry’s put his mouth on an outlet, sudden and sharp. “Fuck,” Draco sighs, pulling back to marvel at it.

read it on ao3

[sopuu]

the way his eyes SHINE when he was hugged 🥲🥲

[kevindavidday]

thinking of neil's pause before asking jean what happened to him in tsc. the five second window where he was probably like: "kevin might kill me for this but i think i might have to beat the shit out of jeremy knox if he's done something to jean."

[flwrkid14]

Tim Drake Loves Like Odysseus

If there’s one thing Tim Drake knows, it’s patience. He’s spent his whole life waiting—for approval, for recognition, for love. And when Danny Fenton crashes into his life, wild and untamed like the storm Tim never knew he needed, Tim feels like he’s found the one person who makes the wait worth it.

It’s funny, really. How Tim’s life echoes that of his past. Odysseus had Penelope, his constant, the woman he loved with every part of his being. She was his reason to fight, to survive, to return. And now, in this life, it’s Danny. Danny, who smiles at him like he’s the only person in the room, who pulls Tim in close with his easy laughter and gentle teasing.

Danny is Tim’s Penelope, his anchor in a world of chaos.

Tim doesn’t even realize how much of his past love has bled into this life until he’s sitting next to Danny on the couch one night. Danny’s head is on his shoulder, their hands loosely intertwined, and Tim just knows. This—he—is what he’s been fighting for.

It’s not the missions, or the victories, or even the Bat family’s approval. It’s Danny. He loves Danny with a quiet, fierce devotion, the same way Odysseus loved Penelope, with all the yearning and determination that had kept him alive through countless trials.

Tim would do anything for him.

And it’s not always easy. There are nights when Danny’s off fighting his own battles, and Tim waits, holding his breath, just like Penelope had done for Odysseus all those years ago. He knows what it’s like to wait for the person you love, to wonder if they’ll come back to you. But the thing is, Tim knows Danny will always come back. Just like Odysseus returned to Ithaca, no matter how long the journey or how hard the trials.

And when Danny does come back? When he wraps his arms around Tim, pressing a kiss to his temple, Tim feels that same relief, that same overwhelming love that he remembers Odysseus felt the moment he saw Penelope again.

It’s not just that Tim loves Danny. It’s that he waits for him. Fights for him. Lives for him, with the same depth and determination that had driven Odysseus through years of war and hardship, all for the woman he loved.

Tim may not be Odysseus anymore, not fully, but the love? That kind of love transcends lifetimes.

Because Danny is Tim’s Penelope, and no matter what this life throws at them, Tim will always find his way back to him.

[canigirl]

people are always like “miles’ canon event is his uncle dying/his dad dying” cmon now. everyone knows that miles’ real canon event is getting a dope ass pair of jordan 1s

that mf knows how to put that shit on!!!!!

[zillychu]

i think they would be friends

[aytmadashis]

"Harrow regretted not making him take a solemn pledge of silence, to walk the place as the mute and intimidating bulk his father had been; but only a very obedient idiot of a cavalier would have stuck to that."

[thegnomelord]

Lads listen

Daddy sub Price

Daddy sub price who pushes you against the desk and breathes out against your lips how much daddy missed his boy and his boy's pretty cock, then begging you to let daddy help his boy relax as he goes to his knees.

Daddy Sub Price who will happily bounce on your cock when you're too tired to have sex, whispering in your ear how good you are for daddy and to just let him take care of you. He will make you cum so many times you pass out, unable to tell between being awake and asleep with his warm cum filled hole clinging to your cock and his rumbling voice moaning about how good you are for daddy.

Daddy Sub price but he's drooling around your cock and every breath he's able to take he spends it on begging you to use daddy's throat harder, he can take it, you earned a nice reward and he wants to spoil his boy rotten.

Daddy Sub Price who never corrects the kinksters when they assume he's the Dom in your relationship, even goes so far as to agree and hold you close when he says so, because the look you give him and the way you pound him in the nearest storage closet is so worth it.

Daddy Sub Price in the leather harness and assless black leather chaps.

Daddy Sub Price in a leather harness and assless chaps with a riding crop. But the crop is for his boy to spank his ass with when he gets too loud because the sight of him in those leathers are for your eyes only.

Daddy Sub Price wants to feel more of the sting of the riding crop on his skin so he shaved his ass. And you lament the loss of all that hair, going to show him how daddy's boy wants to be treated.

God his ass is pretty all red, not from spanking him no, because good daddy's don't shave - but because you're groping his cheeks so damn hard, spreading and gripping ass so you can eat him out. You found some sort of lube that left him all sensitive and tingly, each scrape of your tongue on his hole or balls like a miniature orgasm that's not enough, leaving him shaking and leaking like a busted tap as he tries to tell you daddy learned his lesson; but you don't stop until he's so deep in subspace all he can do is drool into the pillows and moan about how good his boy is

Just. . . Just Daddy Sub Price

[platoapproved]

finished reading komarr this morning and honestly folks, it's an emma situation, it's an "if i loved it less i might be able to talk about it more" situation with this book.

idk it's just such a lovely thing to be reading a story and it feels like it was tailor-made for your brain and your heart and the things that make you go absolutely feral. this is the first romance in the series that fucking HIT. like what if you'd been trapped in a shitty marriage for more than a decade with a man who made you into a smaller and smaller and smaller version of yourself, and he was always so proud and fragile ego-ed that he refused your help but still left you to clean up the messes he made with his incompetence. and just as you're realizing you can't take any more of it, this weird charming little dude shows up and you want to be cold to him but you can't manage because he talks to you like you're a real person and no one has done that in ages. and he's clever and damaged and you sit on a park bench with him while he has a panic attack and he doesn't try to hide how vulnerable it makes him feel and just says thank you. and later he takes his shirt off and he's COVERED in scars. and then later your horrible husband dies of his own incompetence and you are the one who shows up to rescue the weird charming little dude who got kidnapped along with your husband. and you keep on saving him and realize it's making you feel big again. DO YOU SEE? DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN? I CAN'T EVEN TALK ABOUT IT NORMALLY IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD.