#yes I started watching

[hellow-you-are-cute]

Season 1 of Merlin:

Gaius: I hope you don’t have anything to do with -The very dangerous and magical thing-

Merlin: No… *he does*

Later- Merlin goes to Dragon for help

Dragon: *gives him advice*

Merlin: *ignore it*

Nearly the end of the episode-

Merlin: *saves the day*

Arthur: *oblivious* Damn I’m so cool

[theuniversals]

OLD MAN YAOI

[gongyussy]

the energy i'm bringing to linkedin | MY LADY JANE (2024)

[arsenicpanda]

FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S (2023)

[ladysatoru]

being a sanji fan is an intense experience because it takes you like 200 episodes to finally understand why sanji's eyes turned lifeless for a flickering moment at those words

[pokimoko]

I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.

[aerialworms-art]

Lifespans.

(ID under cut)

[Image ID: A three-way venn diagram floating against a starfield. The circles are coloured; one yellow, one light blue, one a darker shade of blue. The yellow is the smallest, the two blue ones over double its size, with the darker blue the biggest. The yellow is half covered by the two blue circles, while it takes up a small amount of the two blues. The centre overlap between all three is labelled "the precious few years we three were together".

There is very little overlap between the yellow and the darker blue without the lighter blue.

The work is signed 'aerialworms'./End ID]

[taikk0]

i cant think of a caption i have an exam tomorrow 💀(it is currently 12 am <3)

[s0fter-sin]

alpha!ghost who's always hated the sound of an omega's purr; he’s always found it patronising, manipulative, an attempt to twist his biology - twist him - into submission like he's some animal

until he hears soap purr for the first time and it's about as choppy and comforting as a machine gun. there's nothing smooth about it, nothing seductive or wily; it's broken and guttural and the most honest noise ghost's ever heard outside his own growls

he doesn't use it to coo him into complacency, doesn't try to bend him to his will or smooth over his bristles. he's never tried to distract ghost from his anger, never used his intrinsic control over him to gentle him. hell, he seems to forget he can even do it, ghost hears it so rarely. it's only a touch above his growls, subharmonic and demanding attention instead of the pretty titter of a pampered omega

ghost hears it for the first time when he’s covered in blood not his, after he slits an enemy pinning him down from navel to chin; dark blood instantly soaking him. the body’s practically cool with blood loss already when he tosses it aside and rolls to his feet to find soap stock still, staring at him with a feral gleam in his eyes

he drops his jaw with a deep inhale, rolling the scent of blood and pissed alpha pheromones in his mouth and his chest rumbles with all the subtlety of a chainsaw

it's suddenly all ghost can do to keep himself from dragging the body and dropping it at soap's feet like a courting gift of old; to carve out his heart and rich organs and present them for his approval, to hold them to his mouth and never break eye contact as he takes his first bloody bite

ghost shakes it off, strangling the chuff trying to claw out his throat, and heads for the rv point and feels absolutely nothing when soap falls into step behind him without a word; his purr that more closely mimics an alpha's rumble an echoing memory

soap's far from a meek, compliant omega and he's no conniving prince wrapping alphas around his finger either; he's just as much a protector, an aggressor, as any alpha. he's never been ashamed of his instincts; never shied away from nuzzling into price's throat, purring for his pack alpha with no regard to the uncomfortable crowd surrounding them. never hesitates to wrap gaz up and drop him in his nest when the beta reeks of stress and sickly insomnia

and he never stops himself from baring his fangs with a guttural hiss whenever another omega dares to purr at ghost

it's a threat and a warning in one; something only the most foolish omega would ignore. he knows ghost has a complex relationship with omegas, knows it isn't something so pathetic as biological prejudice. something about omegas makes his lt's scent go flat and steely, as close to distress as he thinks he can manage and it makes something dark and old rise in his chest

territorial rage broils off him, strong enough to make the omega whine and back off with their tail between their legs without even taking a step towards them. the scent is sour and pungent enough to drown out ghost's subtle distressed smell, to hide it, and it makes him snort; shaking his head to try and clear it

soap all but trots up beside him, chirping in greeting. he sneezes playfully, lets him know the rage scent wasn't for him; never for him. he replaces it with happy-friend-pack, replaces it with nitroglycerin and burning sparklers and butts his forehead against his sternum instead of crowding into his throat and purring the way he wants to

he earned his way into ghost's pack, into becoming an omega not just accepted but welcomed and he won't jeopardise his hard won progress by pushing his purr on him

he lifts his head and grins as ghost cups his nape in a faux-scruff, something offensive and borderline taboo and if he were anyone else, he'd rip his hand off with his teeth. but it's ghost and ghost does strange things, things that reassure him on a deeper level than any purr or chirp could ever hope to, so soap presses into his gentling hand and bares his teeth in the thinnest facsimile of a smile at the retreating omega

all ghost has to do is aim him in the right direction and he'd bring the omega back to him in pieces; would gift him their torn out throat so they could never purr at him again

his chest rumbles subconsciously and soap gnashes his teeth, forcing his purr back down when ghost squeezes his nape

he thumps his temple into his and a puff of air tickles his ear, the closest thing soap's ever heard to a chuff from him and he couldn't stop his purr if he tried; choppy and broken as it is

you inhale enough explosive fumes and it's bound to damage something

ghost huffs again and soap presses up to nibble appeasingly at his clothed jaw, a question and an apology in each bite

ghost just takes the tip of his ear between his teeth, shaking it with a teasing growl and soap laughs as he tackles him just for ghost to bow over his back and wrap his arms around his waist; effortlessly picking him up and tossing him away

soap stays low and growls right back, a wild smile splitting his face. ghost meets him with a sneeze and his grin grows impossibly wider

if he can't hunt for his alpha, can't purr for him with blood on his teeth, he'll happily wrestle with him instead

[captainkirkk]

Maomao slaps a lady-in-waiting and brings her to tears for accidentally poisoning the concubine she serves, AND tells said concubine how to give the emperor a boobjob all in the space of one episode. No wonder Jinshi is obsessed with her. I'M obsessed with her.

[tommygotwrittenoff]

i literally do not care about big emergencies on abc's 911. i want to see my characters talk to each other and have stories that are parallels to small, everyday (everyday for first responders) emergencies

[freshbaked-bread]

my contribution to the tos fandom

[vantablackdraws]

Doodled Delilah during class today

[big-tiddy-goth-ghoulfriend]

Curse my girlfriend for getting me into Drawfee. I'm full on brainrot mode now.

We bought the Todd from Drawfee plush and every time something smallbad happens I'm like *sigh* at least we have Todd.

Literally no one in earshot of me can start a sentence with "every time we" because I WILL respond with "and every time we kiss I swear I could fly" to which GF will start fake yelling about NO WE SAID WE WEREN'T DOING THAT JOKE ANYMORE and everyone near us is bewildered.

If one of us mentions having to pee we'll start chanting "piss" until they get up.

Every blonde character regardless of gender or other physical appearance is "oh that's just Julia".

Every weird-looking knife is an Italian cold-steel cinquedea.

Vocal tics I've developed from these lovable idiots:

Julia's particular way of saying "who are you"

Repeating the thing I just said but with "actually" because Jacob does it so often. "This is good, this is so good actually".

Ending a sentence with an upturned inflection like a question as a way to reinforce an idea, another thing Jacob does, often paired with the previous thing. "This is so doable? This is so doable actually."

🎵 this is my wife knife, it kills your wife knife, it ends her life knife 🎶

jorkin it and by it let's just say haha my penits

who else up [verb]in they [noun]

Calling people "yugi boy".

*Bobby Hill voice* It's okay dad

🎶 sacrifice yourself to Porfo 🎵

He strikes me as a pervert

Repeating something but this time it's to the tune of a totally-unrelated song just because the cadence struck me in a way that sounded like that song, such as:

🎵 Doggy Daddy Dilf Attorney 🎶

Basically all of the Merobiba lines, but especially "my mummy's a bear"

soulja boy YOUUUUUUU

[voidzpng]

I started watching the Lego show

[laddertek]

etho said actually you _don't_ understand the intricacies of how tango is my boyfriend and bdubs is my ex

(and how tango and bdubs kiss too)

Scar: We went on that little adventure, you know! Etho: Yeah, yeah, we had our adventure, that's true, that's true. Scar: You disparaged your teammates. That's it, all right, no more spoilers. Etho: (laughs) Our team has -- our team has some weird dynamics this -- this season. Cleo: (overlapping) Really, Etho? Is there trouble in paradise? (pause) Who's third-wheeling with you, again? I can't remember. Etho: (laughs) Uhh. The -- Cleo: Genuinely can't remember. I know it's you and Bdubs. And...Tango? Tango. Tango. Etho: (loudly) Why -- Why is Tango the third wheel? Why -- why isn't Bdubs the third wheel? Cleo: Because it's you and Bdubs. I'm sorry. I understand how that relationship goes. Etho: (dissatisfied) Hmm.