#this is like my no 1 fantasy

[murdrdocs]

um idc if it's possible or not but buying a ranch with peter? in a quieter spot so ya know.....

fuck outside on a picnic blanket bc he's definitely the type to do that if be sees you in a pretty sundress

LITERALLY SCREAMED WHEN I SAW THIS AND PUT MY CHICK FIL A AWAY LIKE THIS IS EXTREMELY PERSONAL TO ME

peter quill has always been meant for the quiet life. he's spent years ravaging, and saving the galaxy, and now it's time for him to settle down with someone pretty, who loves almost nothing more than wearing pretty sundresses and having picnics in their backyard.

you go through the motions, even though you both know how it'll end.

peter cuts up the fruit, creating a fruit bowl that'll eventually be shared by the two of you. he slips pieces while he does so, giving you some as well and kissing you afterwards, savoring the taste of the watermelon on your tongue mixing with the strawberry on his. he makes the drinks, too, concoctions of arnold palmers with some sort of fruit juice added in.

you make the sandwiches, usually whatever kind you woke up craving the morning-of. it's a simple routine, domestic, easy, innocent. and then it's all packed into the basket and you hold hands as you walk out to the tree and the innocence exists for just a little while longer, long enough to make a dent in the fruit bowl and the pitcher.

but then you're straddling peter's lap with your sundress pooled around you and your hands are in his hair while his are on your back, pulling you closer to him. you're grinding your crotch against him, lacy material scratching against denim. the thin straps of your dress are pulled down and peter has his lips on your breasts, sucking fresh hickies to replace the one's that have faded from your picnic just a little while ago. there's some along your inner thighs that need fixing, too, and peter reminds you of the fact while he lays you on your back, kissing you through your giggles.

you know you could take the dress off, but keeping it on is part of the fun. being ordered to hold it while peter's copper head of hair situates itself between your legs, keeping the top pulled down for access to your nipples, holding the fabric between your teeth when you ride peter, your hands busy with digging into his shoulders and your eyes needing to see his cock disappear and reappear from your cunt.

it's all like clockwork; you get a new dress, the fruits and vegetables are ripe, the weather is your definition of perfect, and you're outside on your property, letting your boyfriend fuck you senseless with nothing but nature as a witness.

[haunted-xander]

I made this AAAAGES ago and forgot to post it and now I'm annoyed by how it's rotting away on my phone so here. Bratty teen Thancred being a menace to Fourchenault (and a bad influence on Urianger lol)

[dangoulains-devotion]

[thedeanguy-exe]

They make me ill.

Just finished season two and felt compelled to draw these dorks.

[runerapier]

gengeal 🐺🧙

[twinstxrs]

the gorgug-porter conversation is interesting to me because like. yea for the overwhelming majority of the conversation porter’s being shitty & trying to fit gorgug into a box that gorgug just does not fit into by trying to make gorgug’s relationship with his rage more focused on the aggression aspect of it. but then there’s also this specific thing that brennan brought up again in the ap, which is that gorgug’s relationship with his rage is wholly “this is a tool i use to protect my friends.” which isn’t a bad thing! but that’s his Whole relationship with it, & gorgug seems to place next to no value on his rage in relationship to himself. which is problematic, because it’s first & foremost his rage.

being raised in a household with a sort of toxic positivity largely meant that, whether or not it was his parents’ intention, gorgug internalized the message that more traditionally “negative” emotions such as anger are the wrong response to something. part of the reason he prioritizes his artificing is probably because it’s “fixing” things. in comparison to being a barbarian, which gorgug associates with “breaking” things. good vs. bad behavior, in his eyes.

it’s a totally unacceptable bar to measure a 16 y/o by, but i do think part of porter’s reasoning for not letting gorgug multiclass is him recognizing that gorgug generally does not value anger as a valid emotional response to something, at the very least for himself. & that directly conflicts with what being a barbarian is, because whether you like it or not, that rage is what fuels you. but again, barring a kid from pursuing something they deeply care about in part (not entirely, porter has a lot of more bullshit reasons) because of their fundamental values & world outlook is crazy.

so yes, 98% of porter’s reasoning is pretty shitty, immature, rife with a toxic view that there’s only one proper way to access rage, & generally not a good thing to do as a teacher, but also within that reasoning is the 2% of ‘there is a fundamental part of yourself that you only value if you can use it to take care of other people & you need to accept that as something that can take care of you, too.’ but that’s something to discuss with a therapist or a guidance counselor, not something that should hugely impact gorgug’s academic future.

[mirabritart]

"A Song of Ice and Fire" sounds like it could be a magical girl anime c'mon let's be real

Individuals below the cut!

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

i have this really stupid idea in my head that im frankly a little obsessed with and the idea is this: trent crimm doing a drunk history episode on ted lasso's first tenure at richmond. is that how drunk history works? i don't think so. do i care? absolutely not. it's a special episode who cares because this image is not only hysterical to me but treasured. i treasure this image. i hold it close in my heart and also laugh and laugh and laugh.

[astralshadow]

To The Edge

[skitskatdacat63]

His bullfighting days aren't over quite yet.

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[lavenoon]

@naffeclipse hairdresser misunderstood me and now I'm being plagued by the Thoughts™

*self insert Aster is not a girl (he/she) og detective au by sunnys-aesthetic!

[teammightypen]

From episode 1: The Beginning Begins

Foreshadowing to Fabian’s Bad Day all the way back there. The dice like some irony.

[sleeperagentclone]

Welp

Pt 1

Squeem

Npcs (Aelwyn)

Fabian

Gorgug

Fig

Riz

Adaine

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

hold on, late night fantasy au snippet (its short, emphasis on this factoid). context: early days of the neighborhood, most of them are still getting to know each other. frank has a crush <3

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“So,” Eddie says conversationally, “and let me know if I’m overstepping, but how did you get that scar? I confess, it’s been eatin’ at me for days. There must be some sorta story behind it.”

In a heartbeat, Frank lists the qualities of the man in front of him. 

Handsome.

Incredibly sweet.

Too sweet, easy to take advantage of.

Charming accent.

Handsome.

A man of honor and righteousness. 

Handsome.

The only logical conclusion? Impress him.

“It’s not all that interesting,” Frank says. He shrugs in a way that he hopes comes off as nonchalant, but not aloof. “[INSERT GRAPHIC WAY OF SCAR-GAINING HERE]”

There, now Eddie will surely be impressed, and perhaps even in awe of - oh no. He looks sad. Why does he look sad?

“That’s terrible,” Eddie says with upturned brows and soft, shiny doe eyes. “That really happened to you?”

Frank’s brain says, No, of course not. That was a lie to impress you. I actually got this scar from an exceptionally sharp - and heavy - book falling off of a library shelf. It landed directly on my face and knocked me out instantaneously.  

Frank’s mouth says, “Not all of us had a happy childhood.”

That was, evidently, the wrong thing to say. Eddie’s melancholy expression turns stricken and ashamed, and Frank is keenly aware that he just dashed any hope he had of this beautiful person ever liking him.

“You were a kid?” Eddie nearly whispers. Real, honest tears gather on his ridiculously full lashes. “I’m so sorry, that’s… that’s just awful.”

Frank doesn’t know what to say to that. It’s far too late to tell the truth, but anything he says further would just deepen the hole he’s landed himself in. Luckily - or unluckily, it’s hard to say - Eddie doesn’t seem to expect him to say anything else.

He mumbles another guilt-ridden sorry and faces front again, staring mournfully at the ground and radiating discomfort. Frank has a feeling that he’s projecting more of the same. 

Curse this man’s sensitive nature - Frank’s varying tales of how he got his facial scar always garner sounds of amazement or astonishment. Of course Eddie, handsome sweet Eddie, would find the story horrifying. Frank doesn’t want to imagine how he’ll react if he found out that his tearful response was unwarranted. Here’s hoping that never happens.

~

bonus commentary:

[spitblaze]

You ever see something that is meant to be like...an overgeneralized statement for the sake of entertainment or comedy and not at all serious but it's about YOUR special interest and you are just sitting there trying not to explode with an entire explanation of why it's such an overgeneralized statement and the depth of the topic

[twinstxrs]

fabian’s bad day is like one of those movies that’s so great in the middle & end that everyone kinda forgets how good the beginning is too, because when i tell you i think of lou wilson’s delivery + enunciations on “i’m. no. land. lubber. My Father is the greatest pirate that ever lived. you, james, are the captain of a Two-Bit, piece of SHIT, stick-of-wood that dare Never sail again. you’ve come here to make a fool of yourself, and i, Personally, consider myself Lucky that i will have the pleasure of LAUGHING along with the Rest Of Leviathan! (and i kick him in his fucking chest)” every day. only for him to immediately role a nat one on his attack & kick off some of the worst dnd luck ever caught on camera. masterful.