#the one with the two chairs

[halinski]

i think what blue eye samurai did really fucking well is that mizu was told all her life that she's just a demon and can never be anything else so you know ofc she can't immediately accept any love her way or that shhe can be something pure or good

but then she gets to hear "you can be two things"

"you are strongest impure and imperfect"

and that's what she can accept

that maybe you have a demon inside you, okay, so alright, it's not all you are, it doesn't have to steal all the seats, take your place next to it

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[skitskatdacat63]

For Dru (@fortheloveofaussiegrit), thank you for completely and utterly brainrotting me with this moment 🙏

[customboytoy]

hit a motherload of fetishposting on pinterest i think all my future boys here will appreciate-

[those-rainbow-ninjas]

sometimes i forget i can literally post whatever the fuck i want even if its not of my three main fandom interests or whatever. my brain keeps telling me “ok you can only post ninjago or tmnt or sonic or mlp and never anything else or you will Die” ? no. i lost my train of thought. oh you follow tumblr user those-rainbow-ninjas? well then WEBTOON FANART BLAST

[jopzer]

jamie tartt really strikes me as the sort of like. big big puppy dog doesnt realize he is in fact not seven pounds. obviously he Knows the weight he's got and the Power behind it when it counts and he's throwing his weight around during a game or he and the lads are wrestling or when he certainly tackled roy to the ground during their bar fight like he Knows. i don't think he really considers it outside of these contexts tho. like. throws his whole weight into roy's lap in his chair in his office. the wheels arent locked the leaning lever isnt locked roy wasnt ready to counterbalance and they both end up backwards on the floor with jamie's full weight on his chest. roy voice "think you broke my rib." jamie, giggling "your hip, more like"

[aimseytv]

cannot stop thinking about c!aimsey grabbing c!guqqies lifeless body and holding it as tight as humanely possible, her knuckles turning a dark shade of blue from the pressure because every inch of aimseys body is screaming that there is a hope if she holds her dead lovers body tight enough, she will come back. despite bloom knowing this won’t happen, she does it anyway. she clutches onto guqqie, trying to clasp onto pieces of her clothing to hold her closer. she is whispering apologies, but the whispers quickly begin to get louder as the words aimsey sputters start to match the intensity of her own heart beat, to the point where aimsey is screaming and begging for guqqie to come back as it echos through the ghost town. tears begin to fall onto guqqies pale face, aimsey cupping it gently while still muttering incoherently about how this is all her fault, how this has changed everything

suddenly, it all goes quiet, no more talking, and the rain stops. all there is to be heard are sobs. aimsey realises that she isn’t coming back.

[radiocryby-fm]

🧶Who are you???!!!

...OHHH Cecil! He's my little nervous wrack!! Wanted to show my lil psychologist for friends casino! You wont see much of him, but he is there and is VERY helpful! ALL your secrets are safe with him!

[wizzard890]

Bastian and Volo - The Antichrist and his Hound

There once was a boy who served in a castle. The noble family who lived there paid him no mind.

One day, like a blow through the heart, that boy saw God.

Something bright. Something terrible. Something holy, greater than every blazing star: Bastian, second issue of the Duke of Burgundy, seething and ambitious and wrathful.

Souls depart the body through the eyes; the boy never looked away.

.

Bastian was eighteen when he noticed Volo: the young son of a stablehand who had taught himself to read, to carry, to serve. Desperately ready to file himself into a cold and razored sword for Bastian's hand, if only that hand would close like a collar around his neck.

And so, in time, Bastian seized him.

.

It is your turn to see them now, years on, as the storm gathers.

Ecce homo: A Conqueror on a pale horse, his banners flying behind him, with a hunger for heaven on his lips and a burning crown on his head. But that which truly bears his glory runs at his heel.

Ecce canis: A chaste and brutal Galahad, rimed with frost, leading the legions of his Lord to any end, any dictate, as long as he is granted the final honor of slitting his own throat on Bastian's altar.

They are linked by a silver chain. God to slave, king to knight, love to worship. Even death cannot break it.

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There once was a dog who served his master. The dragon who holds his leash will never let it go.

[demidevildonnie]

nothing in the world belongs to me, but my love, mine all mine

[lovetransaction]

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Are you still active on tumblr?

YES I am!! Sorry friends for dropping off the face of the earth, I got a job and I had to move and it was a lot. But I am less stressed now and I hope I can get back to posting more regularly!! I really missed it (ﾉ^ヮ^)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

I will never leave tumblr because there is no other place on the internet where I can tell people that 80% of the time when I try to introduce myself to someone in the office that I haven’t met yet I get so focused on smiling and holding eye contact that I forget the part where I actually have to introduce myself (°□°)

[storgicdealer]

i think its really obvious with my chosen & dark obsession at this point but i NEED to see them being friendly & domestic and more gentle with each other in canon at least as a flashback

[hashileio]

figuring this out a little more

also here’s ya man @lady-of-disdain :3c

[benevolenterrancy]

Bianca Castafiore has entered the fray!

continuing to pilfer @marquise-de-clarabas' tags on one of my earlier crossover pictures...

[groundbreakingdot872]

will never get over how much genuine trust and stability Gwen and Arthur afforded each other in their relationship even before they were married

the parallel from ‘Castle of Fyrien’ and ‘Lamia’ is my favorite

from Merlin having to persuade Gwen to tell Arthur about what was troubling her, and Arthur immediately soothing her worries with “You did the right thing. Your brother will come to no harm I promise.”

and after the whole ordeal, when Gwen summons the courage to thank him, still burdened by the fact why he went to so many pains to help her, he quietly reassures her with her own words:

just like he had in ‘Queen of Hearts’- Arthur is quick to remind Gwen that he would give his love, pains and life for her, endlessly and without a second thought.

and then in s4 when the two are on much steadier ground, content in the future they want together and within Camelot.

when Gwen finds Mary distressed and terrified at her door, she immediately runs to the only person she knows can steady her every worry: Arthur (who just so happens to be the King and has every resource at his disposal but that’s a plus 🤭)

arwen are in their element here, co-ruling and alleviating their people’s troubles, even before Gwen had ascended the throne.

Their relationship is built on trust and never faltered, it’s built on Arthur’s small glances in Gwen’s direction to ensure he’s doing the right thing, and her soft touches at his side. It’s present every time Gwen worries she’s bringing him trouble, borne from a self-realiance she learned early, and his easy smiles when he patiently reminds her that her worries are all he cares about, and nothing could be insurmountable when it came to them, facing it together 💗