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#( ;; i’m gonna tell him. )
pencilscratchins · 3 months
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to everyone asking when i’m gonna post art again… hey guys i recently acquired six incredibly large clown paintings so i’m sort of booked at the moment
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thejasontoddarchives · 7 months
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Catwoman (2018-) #57
Bruce is really swinging between extremes huh
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elya-doodles · 18 days
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halfa-failure · 4 months
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running away from ALL of my problems
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animit-y · 2 months
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Hot take:
If a character doesn’t have a canon Sexuality and/or Gender Identity there isn’t any harm in having your own headcannons.
Specially Changing a characters Canonical Sexuality/Gender Identity so it fits better with your ships is disgusting behavior.
I’m looking all you Radio/Whatever shippers in the eyes when I say this.
Alastor is Aroace.
If he were in a relationship with someone, it would be a QueerPlatonic one. He wouldn’t be having kids with anyone. He wouldn’t be kissing anyone. He is Asexual and Aromantic.
And it’s getting increasingly frustrating as an Aroace person with even Less representation in Media than other lgbtq+ sexualities/identities, to see what little representation we do have get changed and disregarded.
It isn’t even about Alastor at this point, there’s so many Ace and Aro coded characters, or canon Ace characters, who get ignored, overlooked, or have their sexualities changed to something else and I’m so tired of it.
Asexual and Aromantic people aren’t any less valid than any other Sexuality. We deserve to have representation in the media, and we deserve to have that representation respected by other members of the lgbtq+ community.
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emblazons · 11 months
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Thinking about this post by @pholiabanna and wondering how everyone (including the nebulous “GA”) understood bedroom decor + poster implications for the character’s primary attraction with this for Steve
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And this for Billy
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And even this for Nance—
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—but the implications of this/these (+ the one-way-into-the-closet street sign) for Mike is lost on everyone.
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Just. You know. Wondering why that might be
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swampthingking · 18 days
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andrew’s definitely gotten in trouble with his pr manager for tweeting things along the lines of:
“no mania inducing medication will compare to the euphoria i will feel the day donald trump drops dead”
#pr manager is like: andrew… this is the last time i’m gonna tell you#andrew: whats the point of democracy if i can’t exercise freedom of speech#pr manager: andrew it’s no longer about your image#at this point we are concerned the fbi is going to show up#andrew: neil has connections. i’m fine#they thought marketing andrew on social media would be good#they were sooooo wrong#because now andrew has a place to share every insane thing he’s ever thought#for instance—a tweet that just says ‘an alien googling: human clothes’#he’s on there advocating for lgbtq+ youth you KNOW HE IS#he’s cursing and mildly threatening members of congress for imposing these disgusting bills#one day he tweeted ‘does mitch mcconnell know he’s dead yet’#when mitch mcconnell stepped down from senate andrew tweeted ‘hopefully next he steps down from life’#unsurprisingly: this endears him to some people and makes others fucking hate him#and he’s such a shit. he does not care either way#he’s kind of just like: pr manager. you gave me a twitter and told me to tweet. i’m just doing what you asked me#they’ve threatened to change his password so many times#they actually did once but andrew reported the account so many times for defamation and fraud that it got suspended#and he made a new account out of pure spite#his pr manager is like: andrew nobody is going to want to sign you because of your public image#and andrew is like: ?? ok. they can lose every game then#(he knows he’s the best goalie)#ok i think that’s enough for now. however i will probably be back#andrew minyard#aftg#tfc#trk#tkm#the foxhole court#all for the game
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flowercrowngods · 7 months
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a tiny thing for @eddiemonth day 06: crush & sincere
“I will crush you beneath my heel like vermin.”
Like thunder, the evil wizard’s voice rolls over the battlefield, leaving fear in the heart of everyone who’s alive enough to hear it and rattling the bones of those who aren’t.
Men and women alike, soldiers and knights and able bodied young men, watch with bated breath as Sir Steven, the bravest of them all, rises to his feet again beside the black-clad wizard, his grip on his trusty sword never wavering as he wipes blood and sweat from his face.
There he stands, heroic as ever, meeting the evil wizard’s eyes with a heated glare of his own.
“Try,” he says, standing his ground as his voice, too, is carried over the battlefield. Carried, indeed, for the wind blows in his favour, the sun shines only for him, and the ground beneath his feet holds him up like a trusted friend, a most beloved brother.
Sir Steven reaches towards his neck, feeling the band of leather against overheated skin, a charm resting just above his heart — right where it belongs.
The wizard doesn’t have what he has.
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A soft chuckle abruptly changes the scenery and rips Eddie into a different world once more; sun glazed battlefields replaced with the darkness of his room, hard soil replaced with the softness of his bed, and a knight turns into a beautiful boy wearing his favourite shirt.
“A magic used guitar pick necklace? Is that what the evil wizard king doesn’t have?”
Steve’s eyes are closed but the smile on his lips shines bright, and Eddie can’t even be mad about the interruption. He reaches out a hand and trails his fingers through Steve’s hair, gently combing back the locks sticking to his sweaty forehead. The smile dims a little, turning into something more genuine.
“I can’t believe you interrupted me at the best part there, Stevie. I was going to make a heroic entrance as a dragon shifter, called to the knight simply by touching the charm.” He keeps up his slow and gentle caresses, his hands trialing down to Steve’s cheeks and neck, where Eddie’s necklace clings to overheated skin indeed. “It means a lot, you know, a charm like that.”
Steve hums, moving closer to Eddie, seeking his warmth and his touch alike, and Eddie can’t possibly refuse him.
“It could save the world, you mean?”
“Hmm. The world. A young boy’s heart. And everything in between.”
Steve blindly reaches for Eddie’s hand and brushes a kiss to his knuckles, and another for good measure.
There’s a weight to their words that’s not meant for moments like this, but it hangs in the air nonetheless, and Eddie breathes it in. The weight of a past survived and a future acknowledging that. Both of them shared like this moment. A promise.
“So what happens next? With Sir Steven and the evil wizard, and with Eddie the dragon shifter. That’s very fitting, by the way, you little hoarder,” Steve laughs, still keeping his eyes closed, and Eddie can’t help but join in, overwhelmed with affection for this boy.
This sunshine boy who’s having a bad day and a fever but still manages to be the most radiant thing in the world. This wonderful boy who asked Eddie to stay and tell him a story until he falls asleep.
“Don’t feel good? Do you wanna stay in bed, baby?”
“Yeah. Can you stay?”
“Of course. Cuddles?”
“Could you maybe… Could you tell me a story?
“I’ll tell you any story you want, sunshine.”
This incredible, insufferable boy who’s too nosy and too sassy for his own good, interrupting Eddie here and there to ask questions or give a snarky little comment that’s dripping with fondness whether he’ll admit it or not.
This boy. His boy. With the smile and the wild bed head and the insistent tug on Eddie’s hand to tell him what happens next.
And so Eddie continues his story about the evil wizard being defeated and the world celebrating the heroics of the knight and his dragon and their unlikely band of friends. If he adds a little Lord of the Rings imagery here and there, Steve won’t know about it anyway.
Before he reaches the end, Steve’s hand goes slack where it’s tangled with Eddie’s, and his breath evens out, the smile never quite fading from his lips. Eddie keeps talking, though his voice is hushed now and thick with a smile of his own now.
He loves him. God, he loves him so, so much, he can barely stand it.
“Good night, Stevie,” he whispers even though it’s barely three in the afternoon. He gets up and out of bed, tucking the blanket around Steve’s sleeping form and brushing one more kiss to his hair before sneaking out of the room on slow, quiet steps.
Outside, Wayne is reading a book on the porch, a cigarette in his hand. Eddie snatches one from the pack and leans over his old man to brush a kiss to his hair, too, feeling far too full of affection right now and needing to let it out. There is a sincerity inside him that needs to be shared.
Wayne lets out a gruff kind of hum, but Eddie isn’t so easily fooled, smiling as he lights his cig.
“How’s your boy?” Wayne asks.
“Asleep for now.”
“Good.” There’s a moment of silence between them and Eddie closes his eyes against the afternoon sun for a moment, drawn back to his story. “You let me know if he needs anything.”
“Of course. Thanks, Wayne.”
“Sure. Just wouldn’t wanna be crushed like vermin, is all.”
The laugh bubbles out of Eddie before he can help it, sincerity replaced by something lighter, something manageable for now as he lets his uncle bully him for telling ridiculous stories to the boy he loves so endlessly.
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I love TK so much not just because I love him in general but because he didn’t even doubt the fact that Buck was queer, he didn’t ask, he didn’t suggest, he didn’t imply, he knew, he was 100% sure, never questioned it, god what a man
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royaltea000 · 10 days
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Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me ;)
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nightofthesurfindead · 2 months
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happy birthday, gunnar hansen!
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winnie-the-monster · 3 months
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“You’re eyes. The most remarkable shade of blue. Yet they somehow shine even brighter when you are kind. I…I might say something like that if you were a suitor.”
“Well…. That was rather direct.”
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redhotarsenic · 6 months
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Sneak peek of Something Special for one very special sweetie pie happy woowoo Wednesday everyone <33
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iguessitsjustme · 6 months
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I can’t stop thinking about that scene in the library where Day drops the CDs and Mhok just watches him because it perfectly encapsulates why Day chooses Mhok out of everyone else to be his caretaker.
It’s not about the fact that Mhok treats him normally because everyone’s normal is different. For me, if I see someone drop something and struggle to pick it up, I jump in and help regardless of the reason it was dropped. Because that’s the kind of person I am. That’s normal for me, but it’s not normal for Mhok.
The reason Mhok is chosen is because he treats Day as capable. He knows Day can walk to him to get his library card. He knows Day can pick up the CDs. He doesn’t ignore Day’s disability but he doesn’t treat him like he’s limited by it (at least at first I’m sure this will change as he takes care of Day).
When Mhok crashed showed up for the initial interview, Day made a snarky comment about the reason they were hiring someone was because he can’t even manage to eat on his own without injuring himself. Day is tired and he’s angry and he used to be an athlete and now he can’t even feed himself without his mother worrying.
Day is angry about his situation but behind that and buried very deep is fear that this is his life forever. That he will never see again and he will need to rely on people for the rest of his life. Then Mhok comes along and he’s also angry. Mhok’s pain and grief isn’t something that can ever be cured but it can be healed. And their anger speaks to each other. Mhok sees the anger and fear and pain in Day and understands and sees his own anger and pain reflected back.
Also no one treats Mhok like he’s capable despite his skill set because of his past. He was in jail? Oh well I guess suddenly he doesn’t know how to be a mechanic anymore. Mhok and Day need each other because they treat each other as more than what society sees them as and they treat each other like they’re capable of more than the shit hands they’ve been dealt.
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barzyhughes · 7 months
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“it was a special moment for me, and something, hopefully, i can you know tell my kids about one day.”
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solargeist · 24 days
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"Your new life will cost you the old one" Evo Grian
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