#They still are for me idc

[fangirlism-for-life]

Remember when we were a society?

Remember when these two were our favorite lesbians?

[hinamie]

trick or treat!

[chalkrub]

some scrimbles for @bowelfly as part of a trade <:^) the wickedly talented brother gregor and trungo

[boimlerkisser]

Me showing my f/os to my followers again for the millionth time

[razables]

fwiends…

[sirgawainofgalifrey]

You know, I have a hard time believing Ford liked Fidds that much when they first met.

This started off as: haha Stanford "Grammer, Stanley" Pines would have had an aneurysm meeting Fiddleford and then it spiraled out of control.

The last ones based off that one daredevil comic btw. (I saw it and I thought of them)

[helcef]

Real besties push each other along trolley-style

[the-phantom-peach]

skyward sword… yeah <3

Crimson Loftwing

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[wu-does-art]

hello sally face fandom. today i bring you: losers and a guy who's committed countless murders I Guess

[littledes1re]

Joel survives.

“Joel, what are you doing outside? You should be resting.” You say while rubbing your eyes.

It was the late evening and it was a very hard day for you two. First surviving that unbearable cold storm and then surviving the wolves attack, you thought you are going to lose him just 8 hours ago.

“Jus’ trying to play some guitar.” He murmured.

You sat down next to him, taking your knees into your hands and laying your head on top of them.

“You should be asleep, baby.” He takes the blanket from behind, putting it over you.

Your heart ached whenever you looked into his face. Swollen, two black eyes and while you and maria did your best to flick him up and putting bandages, the blood was still visible.

“Oh joel…” your hand gently stroked his cheek, then his hair, you felt like almost crying again.

“S’okey. M’here. Not going anywhere.” He smiled trough as much as he could before his face hurt him again.

They beat him up very badly and if jesse and ellie didn’t found him, they would’ve killed him too. Joel told everything as much as he could because he was half unconscious at the time. He lost so much blood, it was a miracle that he is sitting next to you right now, smiling. You could puke at the thought of him not being alive, your joel.

“M’gonna fuck these people up.” You murmured, looking at the distance in front of you. Half of them could escape, especially the blonde girl who was going to kill him. If you could get your hands on her, if only you were together with joel on patrol.

“I know. S’okey. Nothing happened, baby. It was bad luck.”

He tried his best to reassure you. His heart was breaking at the way you were sobbing while they bought him back to Jackson. After flicking him up with maria you gave him a gentle bath, for his back, his hair and shoulders but while doing that you cried your eyes out, you could’ve lost him. It was making joel so depressed seeing you and the other people being so so struck by what happened.

“C’mon, let’s go inside and sleep. It’s getting really cold now.” He urged standing up slowly with a deep growl. You immediately jumped from your seat, taking his hand and arm holding him. He stumbled slowly back to your home and you sat him gently down on the bed again.

“From now on, not standing up without me is that clear?” You asked, gently going trough his curls.

“Yes ma’am.”

“I love you, Joel.” You told him your eyes swelling again with tears as you felt his hand slowly coming cupping your face and humming.

“I love you more, sweetheart.”

And they happily lived after…alive and well. </3

[cinnamini-mon]

｡*ﾟ✲*☆ ~ s p r i n g i s s p r i n g i n g ~ *ﾟ✲*☆

[justaz]

merlin who uses his magic everyday in ways that he doesn’t realize isn’t normal. magic helping him see in the dark so he can find his way in the woods or dark rooms with no problem. connecting with the woods around him so he always knows where he is and whats in the general vicinity which allows him to sense bandits just before they attack. using magic to keep warm in the cold or to cool down in the heat. confident and willing to go toe to toe with anyone bc he knows that regardless of what they throw at him, he could always win bc he could just use magic.

then somehow someway (post magic reveal) a sorcerer takes away merlin’s magic. or well just locks it away ig. but anyways merlin doesn’t have this part of him anymore and is left feeling empty, exposed, and vulnerable. arthur, the knights, and merlin going on a quest for answers to their problem and a way to get merlins magic back. but. but. but merlin is all jumpy and he’s rambling more than ever and is often reaching out to grab onto someone (usually arthur) and everyone’s confused and then they get ambushed and merlin freezes in the middle of the path like a deer. he’s watching everything go down around him with wide eyes until he’s targeted and one of the knights have to rush in to save him. afterward merlin is constantly holding someone and his grip is rather tight. he keeps looking around, his eyes scanning the trees around them over and over. when they try and settle down for the night, merlin wont leave the camp without an escort or two and when they’re trying to go to sleep, merlin is flinching at every noise in the woods around them and ends up shuffling over toward the person closest to him and laying pressed up against them.

arthur opening his mouth to tease and call him a coward when the word registers in his mind and he realizes that that’s what he’s actually seeing, merlin scared and defenseless. he ofc doesn’t realize the true depth of it all, i mean he knows merlin is missing his magic but he doesn't know that magic has always been a part of merlin, it makes him him. he’s had magic since he was born, he’s never known life without it. as he is now, he feels bare and exposed and blind and deaf and terrified. the knights are his defense rn and for the past few years, merlins been their protector so its a complete reversal of everything he’s ever known. he’s scared. arthur bites his tongue and lets merlin hold onto his arm and snuggle up close at night for some form of comfort and security. he doesn’t tease or mock and responds to his ramblings of fear with a level of gentleness the knights weren’t aware he even possessed. merlin slowly relaxing as arthur subtly comforts him without addressing it

[nortism]

bbc ghosts as “things to never say to someone who just came out”

[nicecrumbart]

ur art is sooo pretty to look at :3 could i mayhaps request a desert of the duo,,, if ud like to,,,

Idk what scars thinking about here but it doesn't seem very funtimeswithscar 😔

And thank youuu, finally got an excuse to draw desert duo hehe

[mollysunder]

I realize now that extra story Silco had added to the Last Drop that was encased in glass windows was probably a sun room.

It's ironic because the sun can't reach past the smog in the Entresol, him and Jinx would at best be bathing in neon light. I'm sure Silco knew that too, so I choose to think the room was itself aspirational, that the sun would one day reach them and all of Zaun.

In another timeline the sunlight does reach the Lanes, but they don't have the sun room!

I shouldn't be too judgemental though, Vander and Silco may look like the kind of couple with a sun room, but they don't have that shimmer money anymore, lol.

[hinamie]

these 3 and their weird catty love triangle have bewitched me body and soul