#and the way they look at each other

[lumiilys]

Stede and Ed’s first kiss is still my favourite btw. I adore all the others but there’s just something about their first one that makes me turn to mush to this day!

[lobeliamaximoff]

THEY

[kitkatwinchester]

OMG ANOTHER ONE!!!

SCILES MY BELOVED!!!

This episode is SPOILING ME!! (I honest to god think this might be one of my favorite episodes of all time and I don't know how that happened but it did. But there's just SO MUCH TO LOVE ABOUT IT! XD <3 <3 <3 <3)

ANYWAYS!!

It's a short scene. We're quoting the whole thing and commenting as we go. Deal with it. XD

"Hey I don't need to say this wasn't your fault, right?" "I don't know."

The fact that Stiles knows his best friend enough to know that he's feeling guilty as all heck for something that he REALLY SHOULDN'T (accidents happen, Scott. Sports are dangerous. Not your fault.), but that he phrases it in such a good way by making it seem so naturally obvious that it wasn't his fault. Plus, extra points to the fact that you could pretty clearly see Stiles wrestling internally with himself about whether or not he should bring it up and deciding he couldn't walk away without trying to ease some of Scott's distress.

"Scott if you had used any wolf power, that kid wouldn't be limping, he'd be crawling, back to the other half of his body." "If I hadn't been so worried about being captain, he wouldn't be hurt either."

Scott that is so not fair to yourself, okay? We all saw that little head shake you did after it happened, and we ALL knew you were thinking it, but that's NOT FAIR TO YOURSELF, okay? And then I LOVE the way Stiles tells him that.

"It's okay to want something for yourself once in a while. Team captain, Alpha werewolf...you're still only human."

I MEAN!!

It's the way that Stiles gets right to the heart of the matter in calling out Scott's incessant need to put others above himself.

It's the way Stiles says it so confidently, because he believes it, because it's true.

It's the way Scott just looks at him in slight disbelief, like the concept of wanting something for himself is completely foreign to him, especially now, even though he totally deserves better.

It's the way that Stiles just looks at Scott in pure awe and admiration and love, like he can't possibly fathom how this man doesn't see himself the way he sees him.

It's the way that Stiles gives him that last little smile and comforting shoulder pat, reminding him he's still here even as he walks away.

It's the way that Scott, despite his guilt-ridden self, gives that slight smile back and watches him go.

It's the way that these two adorable idiots see the absolute best in each other, but can never see the good in themselves.

THIS IS WHY THEY HAVE EACH OTHER AND THIS IS WHY THEY NEED EACH OTHER AND AHHHHH!!!

Twenty second scenes, ten minutes scenes, and now, a thirty second scene, successfully way over analyzed with all of my emotions losing all functionality.

You're welcome.

EVERY MOMENT COUNTS WITH THESE TWO, OKAY?!

EVERY!

SINGLE!

ONE!!

I LOVE THEM!!

In other news, despite this being a Sciles-centric post (though, frankly, what isn't these days? XD), I do feel the need to acknowledge the human meat locker that Parrish and Lydia just discovered. That's lovely. Thank you for that.

It also makes me wonder...was the dude that killed Sean's family actually the innocent one the whole time? Was Sean's family a family of murderers? Cause...that meat locker is in THEIR house...

Anyways.

Brief shout-out to the look Melissa had on her face when she saw Sciles in the hallway of the hospital, because it had the same "oh god what now" vibes as when Noah saw them run into the Sheriff's station after he encountered de-aged Derek. I love our boys' parents. XD <3

ANYWAYS!!

SCILES I LOVE YOU ALWAYS AND FOREVER!! <3 <3 <3

(Okay, I will admit, from this one gif especially, I can 100% see why people ship these two romantically, but platonic relationships are my jam, so these two are always gonna be platonic for me. Sorry. XD <3)

[veliseraptor]

have realized that while i am not a fan necessarily of "people meet and immediately fall in love" i am a fan of "people meet and are immediately obsessed with each other." the love can come later but the absolute fixation should be immediate

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[factual-fantasy]

Oh copy/paste and desktop Tumblr, how I've missed you so XDD

I'm still unable to sit at my desk for as long as I'd like to.. but I can sit long enough to draw some comics here and there at least! One of which being a (somewhat) angsty comic with Grim and V! Did you really think they escaped my angst curse?? It was only a matter of time before I cursed them as well! XDD

But for real, I've wanted to draw something angsty with Grim and V for a while now. And I'm glad I was finally able to! Even if its kind'aaa more of a goofy comic with angsty undertones rather than full on angst. XDD

The more I draw these two, the more lore I start to build in the background... I wonder if I should explore Grim's more serious angst sometime.. 😈😈

[wardingshout]

Zelda goes mushroom girl

[winkle-pickers]

Covenant

[danggerine]

going insane thinking about the harrow and palamedes friendship. harrow, who has never met another necromancer her age forming a bizarro 3D chess rivalry while pal worries about her safety at every possible turn. harrow, who is up to her eyebrows in paranoia and secrecy, trusting the sixth house with gideon unconscious and hurt, letting them into the ninth house quarters unsupervised. if “i cannot conceive of a universe without you in it” is goth for i love you, “death first to vultures and scavengers” has got to be goth for i love you (platonic). pal’s first reaction when harrow comes into his bubble in the river is to scoop her up in a hug, and at this point she doesn’t remember anything about him because cutting out all her memories of gideon is impossible without cutting out memories of the sixth, but she still makes him a skelehand to inhabit anyway. when harrow’s memories are finally whole, she tells dulcinea she couldn’t face pal knowing that his pen pal girlfriend died on her account, but the next time she “faces” him, palamades’s soul is in someone else’s body and harrow’s body is full of nona’s soul. he spends six months protecting and caring for harrow’s body (and nona obv), believing in the possibility of bringing her back to it the same way cam believed in him. “god, do you know i miss harrow terribly.” and by the time harrow comes back to her body at the very end of ntn, pal is gone forever, fully pauled. the last time harrow and palamades see each other as their complete selves is in canaan house, alive and unlyctored. two of the smartest and loneliest people in the solar system meet each other in the worst of circumstances and spend the rest of the story dancing around each other as fragments of themselves, trying to care about each other in the interim but never fully meeting like they did the first time. a friendship made almost entirely of missing the other person. “do you know i miss harrow terribly.” god. i need to lie down

[satans-trek]

Wild crazy bonkers that the most convincing sexual tension in all of DS9 is this fifteen second interaction between Damar and Mila.

[cannotandwillnotrest]

now that the AT fandom is being revived EVERYONE SHUT UP AND LOOK AT COMIC PB!!

+ some bonus side bubbline for the soul

[javaclown]

🌈🌈🌈

[basslinegrave]

pin-up

b&w originals

[bonky-boo]

Lion Tamer

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID in ALT] I've made posts before about Talia/Dick co-parenting Damian moments (will never happen but let me dream) and this came to me in a vision. Took me ages to finish for some reason 😭 and then even longer to post

[mobius-m-mobius]

Sometimes our emotions get the better of us. You can say that again.