#Watch this before going to bed

[justaz]

lol arthur realizes with the other knights after watching merlin flirt and being hit with a wave of deja vu: holy shit you asked me out

merlin and the rest of the knights around a campfire after leaving a village bc lancelot and leon somehow started a brawl in the tavern: ???

arthur points at merlin: after valiant! you asked me to buy you a drink! you were asking me out!

merlin is busy cooking dinner and confused out of his fucking mind: what???…..valiant….oh the knight with the snakes.

gwaine who was slightly tipsy now stone cold sober and sitting up straight against a tree: wait. explain. what do you mean merlin asked you out??

arthur snaps his fingers as he recalls the memory: i apologized for sacking you and you said that if i bought you a drink we’d be even.

merlin now remembering how he had stumbled into camelot, picked a fight with a pigheaded bully which quickly turned homoerotic and flirtatious, and continued their teasing-flirting for days before merlin shot his shot and asked the prince out only to be rejected: oh yeah, i forgot i did that…..wait, you mean you didnt realize what i was asking?

arthur: no?? we argued everyday, how was i supposed to realize you were asking me out??

merlin now abandoning the dinner and staring across the camp at arthur while the rest of the knights watch their back and forth like a game of tennis: to you we were arguing, to me that was very much flirting. i thought you were flirting back so i decided to ask you. then you rejected me

arthur, mentally beating his past self up for fucking up their chance: i didn’t reject you!!! i just didn’t realize what you were asking me. how was i meant to? we fought every chance we got

leon, nudging elyan, glee and excitement riling through him: its happening!!! its finally happening!!! seven long, grueling years is finally paying off!!!

merlin, realizing the misunderstanding and acknowledging the fact that he wasn’t rejected, his flirtations just weren’t noticed - realizing he still has a chance: oh…oh i see. arthur, my dear, our fights were extremely flirtatious. need i remind you of what you said? “do you know how to walk on your knees? would you like me to teach you?” or “i could take you apart with one blow”

arthur, mental capabilities at an all time low: m…my dear….?????????

merlin grinning devilishly as he realizes that his flirtatious persona he had hidden away after falling head over heels for arthur can make a come back: that is what i called you. should i call you something else? say…mine?

percival gags in elyan’s ear: cheesy

elyan hides a laugh: at least they’re finally getting somewhere. better than the hopeless pining

arthur, flushed from head to toe: ah uh no um im uh

merlin thoroughly enjoying himself: oh come now, your majesty. use your words.

[betterwithbooksthanwithpeople]

who else up thinking about Eleanor Worthington-Cox straight up LAUNCHING herself into Jack Wolfe's arms at bows? that's her big brother😭

[homolobotomized]

ARE WE STILL FRIENDS?

[julykings]

25 today

[heyimkana]

aleks le what the fuck

[backpackingspace]

Okay so with the line "the olive tree where we first met" we have two equal hilarious options.

When penelope was sassily like oh I'll marry you if you make a living bed out of this tree right here! Cue penelope stumbling over odysseus very very carefully digging up the tree "because how else is he going to get it to itacha we can't have a wedding bed out in the open in sparta duh"

Or

2. Penelope, knowing that Helen's suitors would soon be arriving to take over her home for a while. Snuck out and went on her own wacky shenanigan filled journey where she scoped out all the major players. Odysseus caught her spying in an olive tree. And when she got back she told Helen she had dibs on the cutie from itacha.

[italiantea]

soft and neat

[dirtytransmasc]

I think I need MelVik connecting when Viktor was on his sick bed. they had been amicable before, maybe a little more than that due to their connection through Jayce and her presence around Hextech and such. but they weren't entirely friends. not yet.

and she goes to see him. perhaps she feels a tinge of guilt at assuming the worst about Jayce, or her bleeding heart makes her feel responsible for keeping Jayce out of the lab when Viktor had needed him. maybe Jayce needs to step out for a moment, and she soothes his worry by promising to sit with Viktor. maybe she just wants to be closer to the man that's so painfully important to the one she loves, wants to befriend him, wants to know him, all before it's far too late.

maybe it's a little bit of each.

but she goes to see him. she sits in the chair that Jayce has nearly worn a hole through, and keeps a semi-awkward distance between them, not knowing what is too close and too far.

this man is dying. he is dying and he has accepted that. he looks like a corpse. cold emanates off of him. he is something she doesn't fully understand.

she doesn't know how to approach.

but she does.

she greets softly and speaks softly and hesitates to touch, but rests a hand over Viktor's and feels how cold he is, even as a sickly warmth brews in his bones, leeching the warmth from his skin and the energy from his body.

he seems surprised she's there. it feels out of place. like the song and dance of their dynamic has shifted, and now he needs to relearn the steps. and now this is a dance of two, not three.

she will tell Viktor, in enough detail to be understood and not enough to be awkward, where Jayce was. because it feels right to confess. it's not an apology, but the avoidance of keeping something like a secret from a dying man.

Viktor will probably just nod and say something self deprecating, because what else do you say when your body is already making a joke of itself? before assuring her that Jayce is not his keeper, that she is not to blame, but even that comes off as some twisted attempt at humor. sue him for being sardonic as he lay dying.

but unlike Jayce, who will cringe at the jokes, she will hide a smile behind her fingers, muffling a soft, if not saddened, chuckle in her palm.

Viktor's eyes will light up ever so slightly.

she'll feel awkward once more. should she have laughed? was this playing into a complex? was this right of her?

Viktor will smile weakly.

she'll feel a little less awkward.

she will realize Viktor needs someone to laugh with. that Jayce, bless his soul, cannot be that person for Viktor. his worry has brewed too long. it's too strong.

but maybe a fresh face like Mel's can be there to smile when Jayce cannot. will laugh when Jayce cannot. can make cheeky jokes and pokes and prods.

the three fit together like 3 pieces of 3 broken puzzles. they fit together, not perfectly, but they fit, and create a finished object, even if off kilter her and uneven there. but it's ok, they're making due.

[bennetsbonnet]

Pride and Prejudice (1967) is truly a rollercoaster of emotions but I am mainly having so much fun!

It features so many wonderfully faithful characterisations from the novel and scenes which I adore that are often overlooked or misrepresented.

I almost shrieked in delight when they showed Mr Darcy asking Elizabeth to dance a reel twice, plus there's far more snarky!Darcy and catty!Caroline having fun bad-mouthing everyone, a more book accurate encounter between Mr Darcy and Wickham (they actually meet in the street rather than have Darcy galloping off on horseback... which is far too rude for him imo) and the Darcy & Elizabeth 'what think you of books' exchange at the Meryton ball (LOVE this one so much as it shows a hint of desperate!Darcy).

While the casting is pretty book accurate (apart from Wickham, he should be hotter) and the performances are amazing & align in tone with the novel, there's Mr Collins (luckily tall and young-ish) just acting like he's the sinister villain in a horror movie... (which, in some ways, I suppose he is)

LOOK AT HIM:

I cannot even express how terrifying he is, truly a performance that has to be seen to be believed. Full on, spinning around in a chair, stroking a cat levels of supervillain. Look at those eyes and smile! Horrifying. 10/10 no notes.

[sleepinginmygrave]

the usual 2 am, sir ?

[tmos-time]

Your Eridan designs makes me want to give him a jar of cookies and put a movie on for him

Sollux gets maybe one cookie

(I am totallyyyy not bias)

you do realize eridan's going to share more cookies when you aren't looking anon; look at him, he's already put them in a bowl, that's prime setup for sharing right there

[dinkykate]

I SWEAR I CAN HEAR HER EXHALE YEAH AS HE’S FUCKING ENTERING HER—

[mochiwrites]

hey guys I’m gonna turn in for the night. mind watching after my blorbos for me? make sure nothing happens to them! thanks <3

[aulerean]

Scarlet Pearl is like evil red riding hood. To me.

[gnabnahc]

Magic, madness, heaven, sin

[g4y-th0ughts]

the fact that lisa clearly meant i barely slept because you weren’t there and carla got i barely slept because i was in a hotel bed so the immediate way to solve this problem was to let lisa have her flat. all cheekbones no brain (love of my life actually)