#intricate rituals <3

[cohlumbo]

antlers, angels & wings true detective (2014) / william blake / robert w. chambers / stevenson memorial, abbott handerson thayer / disco elysium / true detective, unreleased pilot script

[lemonlimetoast]

I know "intricate rituals" is reserved for men craving each other's gay touch but I ALSO construct intricate rituals, they're just intricate rituals of happiness so I can maintain a near constant okay/better ish ness

[saturdaysky]

you lose sight of it, somehow, when you consort with gods: how fragile mortals are, and how precious.

[gale of waterdeep & my pc, mayhew of nowhere in particular]

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

(loosely) that scene from potc... its so Them i think...

[thebeastsmaw]

You got some self loathing to do this morning, that's fine. But it ain't worth losing your hands over.

[skizzim]

POV you are an idiot kainyank who thought to attack a gith warrior in her sleep without understanding the ramifications

the ramifications are that she and her werewolf wife are going to Murder you

[footballshowrot]

intricate rituals etc

[rubidimum]

sparring

sabine is a massive flirt and shin enjoys it (secretly)

[gwynbleiddyn]

D Y N ☼ WOOD ELF ☼ HUNTER ☼ LYCAN

a reclusive outlander with a terrible knack for survival against all odds, including and especially in relation to the presence of wolves, of both the dire and lycanthrope variety.

[eremin0109]

We know that in twoe (and in mafia culture in general), lighting someone's cigarette is a BIG™️ deal. That's why Gicheol doesn't let Do-hyung light his cigarette at the funeral. It is an act of deference, a display of hierarchy. It's a symbol of the tightknit brotherhood that is forged between the members of the mafia. It's the only way these men show affection to each other. It is an exclusive right you have to earn.

Throughout the entire show up till now, we've seen many of Gicheol's closest confidantes light his cigarette. But we only see Gicheol doing the gesture in the flashback, when he was a small-time thug for Jang Kyung Chul.

But then here comes this whirlwind of a guy in his life who cusses him out and bleeds himself dry to protect him and Gicheol throws the stuffy hierarchy out the door. He lights Junmo's cigarette at least twice, and every time it's only when they're alone, just the two of them. Where the rest of his boys cannot see him yield, in a way, to his subordinate.

And the gesture itself is so intimate, with Junmo cradling Gicheol's hand with both of his, under the pretext of protecting the flame—the entire affair is symbolic to the core. In that moment, they're both equals.

[blamemma]

F1 Driver Daniel Ricciardo Tries UFC5 Training with Max Holloway - pt.1

[aweslasharc]

[cactusnymph]

kiss 41 shadowheart/lae'zel please :o)

Shadowheart wishes that she could control her dreams. If she were able to Lae'zel would certainly feature in none of them—except maybe in those where Shadowheart gets to kick her ass. Sadly those dreams never seem to visit her in her sleep. Instead Shadowheart finds herself betrayed by her own subconscious as it keeps dragging the memory of Lae'zel kissing her to the surface.

That forked tongue in her mouth shouldn't make her feel as excited as it does and it definitely shouldn't keep invading her sleep—Lae'zel pressed up against her, her long tongue in Shadowheart's mouth, licking the side of her throat, wandering lower.

If anyone told her at the beginning of this insane journey that she would have wet dreams about Lae'zel she would have laughed and left. Now she finds herself with soaked underwear in the morning and a burning anger and shame in her guts whenever it happens.

The bandage around her palm is still there and Shadowheart should probably have ripped it off by now. Instead her fingers keep touching it, pressing against the rough fabric, feeling the seams of the wrapping that has gotten more skillful over the past few days since Shadowheart started teaching Lae'zel first aid—or, how Lae'zel keeps referring to it: Patchwork.

Shadowheart can tell that the others are eyeing this new development between the two of them wide-eyed (Gale), disbelieving (Wyll) and amused (Karlach). Teaching a githyanki warrior about medicine and how to close a wound instead of cutting into it deeper is a surreal experience. But Lae'zel seems determined so Shadowheart refuses to be left behind.

In the next dream Lae'zel is on top of her completely naked, pinning her to the ground with a knife against Shadowheart's throat. There's something to be said about the state of her mind and specifically her subconscious that this is something that gets her going. But right now everything is hazy and hot and there's that forked tongue right next to the knife's edge and—

When she wakes up the knife is still there and so is Lae'zel—although in the real version of it all there is no tongue at her throat and Lae'zel is fully dressed.

Lae'zel sneers down at her.

"You've been feverish and making pained sounds in your sleep. If you're turning into a ghaik I'll give you a quick death", Lae'zel hisses and the blade presses against Shadowheart's skin like a promise. Despite the seriousness of the situation she almost has to laugh. Maybe there should be fear lingering underneath all of it, but all Shadowheart can really focus is on the cold steel on her skin, the weight on top of her and the heat between her legs.

Great.

"I'm not turning into anything, you absolute lunatic", she hisses back, heat rising into her cheeks as she tries to struggle against the iron clad grip of Lae'zel's hand.

"There is sweat on your brow", Lae'zel prompts. Shadowheart thinks that Lae'zel must be the stupidest person she's ever met.

"So what? You never sweat in your sleep? Are gith above sweating now?"

She could swear that Lae'zel is inhaling. Shadowheart thinks that maybe she has to ask Karlach to hit her really hard with a hammer so she can stop being insane about damned Lae'zel.

"Then what of the noises?", Lae'zel asks and she leans even further down as if she's trying to find a Mindflayer staring back at her from the depths of Shadowheart's eyes. Shadowheart is mortified enough about having been found out while having a wet dream about Lae'zel of all people, but the fact that Lae'zel makes into so big a thing is really starting to annoy her. Why can't Lae'zel mind her own damn business?

"My noises are none of your concern", Shadowheart presses and struggles again. Lae'zel's pupils widen.

"They are when you keep me from sleeping."

"I didn't think a small whimper could disturb you this much."

"It does when it's coming from you. You are the most—"

Shadowheart doesn't allow Lae'zel to finish. She surges upwards and presses her lips against Lae'zel's, causing the knife to dig deeper into her skin. The second their mouths collide, Lae'zel drops the knife and then they're kissing again.

Gods, it's so much better than it's been in any of her dreams. Lae'zel's tongue slides into her mouth and Shadowheart opens up willingly, wrapping her legs around Lae'zel's waist to pull her down. Lae'zel's breath is coming in short pants and Shadowheart is pleased to know that she's just as affected by all of this.

"So my noises keep you from sleeping?", Shadowheart pants into the kiss. Lae'zel snarls.

"Shut your mouth."

"Why don't you make me shut it?"

"Guys, please. Please find a tent", Gale's tired and strangled voice comes from his bedroll and Shadowheart can feel Lae'zel tense and pull back and before Shadowheart can say anything Lae'zel is gone.

[youwillfindilluminating]

brad falling into carlo’s arms + one gentle boop

[brotherconstant]

Psychohistory isn't determinism, Poly. It's not a single path, but it is a landscape that sometimes narrows into a dangerous mountain pass that can't be avoided. That's why we call it a crisis. Seldon knew that in his first crisis that success would require action. And the action we took at that time had a name. Salvor Hardin. [...] I believe in psychohistory. I believe that the Empire is going to fall. And if we're smart, we're the ones to bring it down. Humans will wallow like beasts for a very long time, unless we use what Seldon gave us and walk through that blasted mountain pass with that fucking asshole, Hober Mallow.

[donbrothers]

episode 27 // episode 32