#ngl that was hot af

[daeyumi]

Manic power of a forgotten god 🎭🧿🩸

[Linktober 2022 Day 27: Deity]

[drakkonyan]

Those npcs from VRchat the game: the series: the show: the movie: the manga adaptation: the anime: the ova: the coloring book: the arcade game: the tetris background theme: the comercial for cocacola: the show

[shortnotsweet]

all bets are off [1/3]

Lucemond High School AU drabble [part 2], She’s All That (1999)

“Am I a bet? Am I a bet, am I a fucking bet?”

“Yes.” It comes out quietly, which makes it all the worse. Luke would have expected Aemond to sneer and look down his long nose at him like the Hightower side of the family had for most of their lives. Luke wishes he would. It would have made it easier. Aemond’s face reflects no relish, or even satisfaction. Instead, it is pale and unreadable. Fitting, perhaps; as it turns out, Luke had read him wrong this entire time.

“Would you have told me before it was over? Before you humiliated me in public?”

The silence speaks for itself.

“Alright,” he scoffs, “that’s it, then.” The bitterness in his voice has an unfamiliar edge, and it sounds mean even to Luke, but it’s right. That’s how he feels. “You played your little game, you had your fun. I get it. It’s over.”

“No.”

“No?”

“It’s not over.”

“It is if I say it is. I don’t want anything from you, and you—you can shut up about debts, or what I owe you. We don’t have to know each other after this.” It’s true; they don’t have any classes together. They run in the same circles but that’s nothing some convenient maneuvering and strategic avoidance can’t fix. Their sides of the family voluntarily meet up for a miserable dinner once every three months and holidays. Luke can make it work.

Aemond’s remaining eye widens and his mouth thins. His face is readable now, at least; he’s livid. In a second, he lunges forward and grabs ahold of Luke’s wrist, trying to drag him back towards himself, to reel him in like he had all those months ago. Luke digs his heels into the ground instinctively, bracing away from the pressure. Luke used to like how big Aemond’s hands were in comparison to his own—the encompassing warmth, the difference in size—but now his grip tightens and locks like a handcuff, squeezing Luke’s wrist to the point of crushing. It hurts. He’s hurting him. Aemond is older and bigger than Luke, he always has been, and now he presses in like a storm cloud blocking out a clear sky.

“Luke, it wasn’t—it started like that, alright? It was like that in the beginning, but not now. It’s different now, I’m not—just look at me!” There’s something frantic in his words, the way he hovers over Luke like his shadow alone will cage him in. This isn’t the first time Aemond has struck the flight instinct in him, or the urge to fight, but it resonates through Luke’s core nonetheless. There is too much of him near. “I would’t have told you because there’s nothing to tell, not anymore.” Luke cranes his neck to peer over Aemond’s shoulder, searching out the best escape route. “It’s not over. You don’t mean that. We just…this is a rough patch, that’s all. It doesn’t matter how it started, it matters what it is. It’s good now, isn’t it? I’m good for you, I can be whatever you need, I’ll keep you happy. You like me, right? I know you do. I know you like me. Just get in the car, and we’ll talk about this later. Not now. Not like this. Look at me, don’t—don’t be like this. Luke.”

“I’m going home.”

“No. It’s late. You’re going back with me.”

“Let go.”

“Not until you listen.”

“Get off of me,” he snarls, launching himself backwards and ripping out of Aemond’s grasp. “Don’t touch me.” Aemond rears back at this rejection.

“Who else is going to do it? Lonely little Luke, eating lunch alone. Stupid, useless, weak. Can’t play sports, can’t speak in Debate Club, Mommy pays his tuition. He almost wets his pants when someone pulls the fire alarm. Who else is going to touch you, other than me?” Aemond’s mouth curls into a grin; he’s done it before, all sly and cruel. It looks ugly. He never changed, did he? How did Luke never see it before? “You didn’t fuck, didn’t drink at house parties, didn’t go to the beach past bedtime—hell, you probably never rode in a car without buckling the seatbelt. You were so eager for it, and I took you so easily. No one else could do that. No one else can touch you now, not like I can.”

It would have been true five months ago. Poor, common-looking Luke, who blended in with the walls, kept his head down, and startled at car alarms. That Luke was surrounded by gems, by brothers and uncles and friends who excelled at something, who carved names out for themselves. The Luke from five months ago would have balked at this, would have shrunk into himself and cowed to the truth. That Luke thought no one watched him, but he would’ve known if he just looked up. The Luke from now knows what the truth is, for the first time, and it’s nothing that comes out of Aemond’s mouth. Luke knows himself better than he ever has, and knows Aemond like he never wanted to before.

“I don’t think that’ll be any trouble, Uncle. Don’t worry about me,” Luke snorts out without thinking. “If I need someone to give me a ride, it won’t have to be you.” It doesn’t. It won’t. “I can buckle my own seatbelt; better yet, someone else can buckle it for me.” The uncle in question stills.

“Say that again.” He blinks, a curious expression settling over his features. “Say that again.”

“I said, it doesn’t have to be you. Other people will touch me. You’re not the only one around here with a working dick and something to prove. You lost an eye, not an ear. I should’t have to repeat myse—” before he can even finish the sentence, Aemond grabs him again, fingers curling over his shoulders like talons. Luke’s breath stops in his throat. Aemond’s face is so close they could kiss. Instead of leaning into it like he might have a few hours ago, Luke cringes backwards. Never again. The wounded expression on Aemond’s face gives him some satisfaction, but then his mouth morphs into a snarl and Luke would bet anything—his mother’s money, his own life, or whatever Aemond must’ve taken when he made that bet in the first place—that both of his eyes are glowing right now. The prosthetic below the patch shines like a jewel in its socket anyway, but the working eyeball in his head works furiously, searching across Luke’s face for something.

“What did you say, you little shit?” Aemond seethes. “Is there someone else? You have someone else, you were thinking about someone else?” he hisses into Luke’s face and furiously shakes him like a child would a broken toy. “Who is it?” he demands, sounding desperate now. “When? Is it Stark? Aegon? Greyjoy, that waterlogged rat? Daeron? Did one of them touch you—did you let them? Did they kiss you? Tell me, you fucking bastard.” Luke tells him the truth.

“That’s not your business anymore.”

“Not my business? Not—hah, not my business?” He’s so angry he’s spitting. “Of course it’s my business. It always has been. You’ve always—always, there’s never been a time when—you little idiot. Don’t you get it? You’re mi—”

Luke slaps him.

[sacrificethelamb]

as above, so below

tied by @ropesbypatricia

[wisp-of-chaos]

Ok but there's something about the Emperor romance scene that my ace ass really really appreciates, and it's the notion that most of it is focussed on the mind, on the emotions inside the two of them instead of their physical bodies and that's just really appealing to me idk

The tentacles are a nice bonus, though

[chubbyfeedeefemboi]

Been quiet for a bit cause I've been having a hard time but I apparently accidentally have a bmi over 40 which means I'm morbidly obese which is so hot of me i cant even. And to think I thought I was gonna lose weight during the last little bit lol, 300lbs here I come

[thebestbreadbowl]

I don't blame Candy Queen for losing her mind over the Winter King

Tbh everyone was going crazy over this man when the trailer first came out

[unfun-childhood-memories]

https://twitter.com/svvshi/status/1644074805862232069?t=0U1WRwiE0yy9c7znKYa6uA&s=19

^ source ^

[kaiba-cave]

Saw Deadpool and Wolverine tonight and it was super good. Even if you’re meh about Marvel movies now it’s worth it.

The best part for me was probably the joke that had to be made specifically for Canadian audiences because no way is any other country going to watch the same scene and have the same combination of reactions that our theatre did lmao. We all collectively groaned in exasperation and then two seconds later were cheering, it was great.

[oldmisfortune]

Finally got to finishing the comic idea that's been haunting me lately ;; i got super lazy with some of the poses and just copy-pasted them xD i hope this amuses people as much as it amused me :)

This is happening in my personal alternative ANE where Ez got dragged back to the guard and Nevra isn't a stuck up at first anymore and oh look! My oc is also there!! (I haven't decided on a name yet ;;;;;;)

[queenwille]

lmao lebanese people outraged because they’re being matched with israelis on tinder over the idf gps jamming is the peak of war in the 21st century

[skyguy-simp]

the good thing about tom blyth being in more stuff is that I can look for other characters to enjoy instead of having to work with coriolanus snow

[1eeminho]

malakai coming to terms with his bisexuality is soo good for the soul ive been rooting for him and that guy SO hard but i just know its not gonna end well . rowans got Villain Of The Season written all over his behavior and expressions and im already disappointed in advance

[glycherrii]

(almost) 6 year redraw!!

original drawing : november 18, 2017

redraw : september 4, 2023

this was originally my interpretation of bast from the kane chronicles, but i feel like i might repurpose this for another oc design ^O^

[dramatisperscnae]

Batman!

What are your thoughts on the reports that site you spotted with the crime lord, Red Hood? Is there truth to the rumors that you two are in cahoots? Does he have something on you? Are there any plans to turn him in?

[Journalist Hours! Interview the Boys! || always accepting tbh]

"They're similar to the reports that cite I was spotted with Mothman last week, no, no, and answering anything regarding ongoing or potentially ongoing investigations is generally a bad idea. In that order."

[crazycooperbabydoll]

Alice and Nurse Rozetta (Sheryl in costume)

Can I just say that Alice has a gorgeous and hot ass wife, I can tell he loves it when she's in that sexy nurse costume. Alice is kind of hot, too, ngl. I'm just simping rn, don't worry about me!! 🔥🖤❤️‍🔥