#But in an affectionate way

[duckimate]

1st caption: " gay people ft. a deranged psychopath (you'll have to guess which one's the psychopath)" 2nd caption: this is how tokyo soul went (allegedly)

[awhphooey]

made some keychain designs of mine and @kadeywadey10 's ocs! :]

[topbanana-art]

Finally fallen into #BaldursGate3

Quickly whipped up my Tav and her experience so far- she lives for lockpicking

(the urge to draw SO much of this playthrough but that means I have to pry myself away from the game /work 😭)

[stars-n-spice]

Star Wars Fans stop being so fucking stupid challenge (Impossible!!)

Saw on Instagram that Star Wars posted a still from AotC and every man baby in the comments was like "When Star Wars was good" and all that bullshit.

They were like "Back when it was good writing" or "Finally no more Acolyte" and shit like that and I just,,

First off,,, calling AotC "good writing"??? PLEASE! I say I love AotC and that it's like my 2nd favorite Star Wars movie, but I actually only watch the 20 minutes that Jango and Obi are in it and the rest of it is so fucking boring 😭 If you think that AotC is good writing then buddy, do I have news for you.

Also,, all of them complaining about how much attention the Acolyte is getting?? Like it isn't the ongoing series that's now streaming??? And therefore is getting attention and marketing things for it???

Are you fucking stupid??

Actually, no. Yes. They are. They are so fucking stupid.

I can only hope that Star Wars gets to a point where it's so "woke" that all these crybabies fuck off and go somewhere else because goddamn if you're going to piss about something so much then don't watch it?? Don't engage with it anymore?? Fucking idiots??

I wish I could explode these people with my mind.

[dooblez]

but i’ve tasted the rain

now i want real life

[edgarallanpoestan]

sometimes i remember my one, singular irl friend i have here and have a moment of worry, bc he has my full goverment name, my address, AND my ao3. deadly combination. then i remember that we knew each other in middle school and he cant do shit to me bc i remember the days of amino

[burgerspeople]

the banter I wrote for Will and Jimmy Jr.'s first time hanging out alone is making me giggle

[resvarie]

inevitable anders dragon age qifrey wha cover redraw

[axoqiii]

ed

[auditvrs]

I know how I wanna spend the time I've got left. You're gonna spend it with us, Andy.

Andy + her team in The Old Guard (2020)

[k4pp4-8]

nap dragon ^^

[r-aindr0p]

Part 2 of the descent to hell 30 gems only as a reward after 20+ battles is criminal, I'm out there with R rank Riddle and Azul cards and surviving

[lazylittledragon]

you know what fuck it we’re doing dadstarion

[woodlouseonastring]

i looovveee going through the doctor who tag when a new episode comes out and it's split between people that think it's dogshit and people saying they can't believe people think it's dogshit, truly not a doctor who episode if there aren't polar opposite opinions

[evengirlierballs]

"Queerest place on the internet" Because we forced it to be, against its will, we beat this site into a queer space and it's still kicking and screaming and trying to kill us. Queerest place on the internet by force.

[bluegiragi]

every once in a while I’ll be possessed by the urge to write something for these two, and never finish it 🤷‍♂️ Ghost POV, pre-relationship, pathetic fluff

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Sometimes, in a fantasy he never allows himself to entertain for very long, he fucks Soap slow in a cabin somewhere, lethargic little rolls of his hips spurring quiet sighs of pleasure from his perfect fucking mouth. Outside, it’s woodsy, or there’s rolling fields, just green somehow, he doesn’t much care, and thin sunlight and morning dew combine to mist up the windows. Johnny’s all golden skin and soft moans underneath him, one hand tangled in the short hairs at his nape, the other running up and down the planes of his back and the thought of it makes something cave in inside his chest.

It’s a pretty dream, and it fits in his brain like a circle in a square hole. Simon Riley isn’t made for pretty things, which never used to bother him much as he never sought them out in the first place. His hands were rough and mangled, deft at wielding a weapon and little else after so long in the service. And John Mactavish is far from a blushing virgin needing his hand held, but the feeling he inspires is all too delicate to ever do much more than prod at helplessly.

An age ago, Simon remembers using these hands of his to sweep floors and spray down mirrors at a motel, his shitty attempt at scrounging up some last minute cash for his ma before he shipped out and left his old life behind for good. Wasn’t much good at that either, but it was passable for a 16-year-old who was tall enough to look 20, and enough for a motel manager who could tell the difference but was too high and stingy to care.

In a fit of insanity, he thinks about cleaning Soap’s apartment, giving the kitchen countertops a cursory wipe, changing the sheets on his bed. There’s a spark of lust attached to the latter mental image, but its almost an afterthought, not substantial enough to save himself from embarrassment and he groans, rolling over to mash his face into the mattress.

It’s all a bit fucking pathetic, really. Simon Riley, resident bogeyman and otherwise consummate professional, fantasising about being his sergeant’s damn house maid.