#oh look

[ckarlova]

#hermitcraft #oh look #more hermits as sky kids #mcyt #impulsesv #impulse fanart #geminitay #geminitay fanart #etho fanart #ethoslab #sky colt #sky children of the light

[greek-dracula]

“Crowley absolutely loves Aziraphale, and he hates that he loves Aziraphale. 

It's really annoying for him.”

David Tennant, New York Comic Con (2018)

#michael sheen #david tennant #good omens #oh look #my first #ineffable husbands #edit #smiles #aziraphale #crowley

[theroundbartable]

Arthur is granted a wish.

After years of obliviousness, Arthur has grown an awareness for how blind he is, so he wishes to be able to see people for who they really are.

That's how he begins to see people dressed differently than before. He sees servants dressed like people of the court, he sees closeted people finally representing as themselves, he sees his wife with an eternal crown over her head.

And then he sees a man walking into his rooms. His face held high, his eyes golden. His face and hands are scarred all over and Arthur knows it's emotional scars. But the man glows, his clothes that worthy of a king, no. A god.

Only when the man opens his mouth and pulls away the curtains, does it dawn on Arthur whose in front of him.

"Rise and shine :D"

#bbc merlin #merlin #merthur #merlin bbc #arthur #concept #oh look #my one shot ideas are back

[greymouse42]

"The sun is older now, warmer, and Cichol is older too, but colder."

I wrote a piece about Sothis and Cichol and childhood and faith for last year's Seteth zine! (And I did my own spot art — that's what this is!) At the time, it was the first zine I'd ever participated in, and even if production got complicated, I'm still really happy with the work and it was a lot of fun to work on submissions with friends. 💚💚

I'll drop the link to my fic in the notes. 💚

#fe3h #fire emblem three houses #seteth #fire emblem seteth #fe3h seteth #oh look #it's my art #fe3h flayn #fe3h sothis #it's a personal hc that long hair and braids are culturally significant for nabateans #is this just an excuse to draw Seteth with long hair? yes. #drawing baby Cichol was really fun uwu #fire emblem #happy birthday green man you've consumed four years of my life

[nelkcats]

New Speedster

Everyone was aware that Jack Fenton was a wanton driver. It was one of the reasons there was a segment on the news for every time he hit the road. Or when he tried to teach his family the "art of driving"

While the Justice League was investigating Amity Park and its strange events, they came across Lance Thunder's segment, which warned them about the scientist and his bad driving habits, but they didn't take it very seriously thinking it was a personal grudge. This was clearly a mistake.

Months later, when the Flash family visualized the GAV inside the Speedforce they were speechless. Jack seemed to be waving happily before continuing on his way. Wally was left with many doubts in his head and his mouth open. What the hell was going on?

For his part, Jack was excited to have entered a new part of the 'Ghost Zone', even though there were so few ghosts to investigate. He simply considered his GAV to be magical.

#dpxdc #Jack is a speedster #or at least his GAV is #who knows #I just think is funny that he drived fastest than light and entered the Speedforce #dp x dc #dc x dp #Jack was smiling while the Flash Family had a shocked face #maybe Jack have powers after all #he is just bad at using them #or prefers to be a scientist #oh look #the first speedster that destroyed reality before unlocking his powers #with the ghost portal and all #maybe the JL needs to check that

[myceliumelium]

Daeron the bard, everybody, being a pensive lil guy in the forest, as voted by tumblr.

#daeron of doriath #silmarillion #art #oh look #a whole ass background

[decaytrain]

Asphodel, my regrets follow you to the grave.

#submas #kudari #pokemon #subway boss kudari #sbms #subway master kudari #subway twins #submas angst #pokemon emmet #emmet #emmet pokemon #pokemon b2w2 #pokemon bw #subway bosses #oh look #my last blog's pfp

[cod-dump]

Ghost, staring at Moose: I want to be his friend

Soap: … then go talk to him?

Ghost: No

Soap: Simon, in order to become friends you have to have actual conversations. Watching him from a distance is not the way to do it

Ghost: I’m bad at social interactions and maintaining relationships. I’ll stick with staring

Moose: Why is he STARING AT ME???

Shadow 06: You’re hot

Moose: *unintelligible noises*

#projection lol #shadow company moose #simon ghost riley #shadow company #shadow 06 #shadow 06 black ice #john soap mactavish #cod oc #shadow company oc #oh look #a second shadow oc #incorrect quotes

[hushedpresence]

I’ll likely never finish this because I’m the queen of starting projects and never finishing them, but I wanted to let you all know that I was thinking of you lol

#lies of p #lies of p x reader #p x reader #oh look #it’s you and your bf #lies of p fanart #i'm lowkey ashamed i drew this lmao

[cinamun]

Stella | Next

Thanks to @avgsimmer for one of UBrite's finest professors of music.

#ts4 #indya #black simblr #oh look #friends! #colleagues basically #*cough* #this was in the drafts #I am unavailable for comment lmfao #ts4 story #sims 4 story #simblr #ch23

[furious-blueberry0]

Young Asajj and her future master Ky Narec

#all is well au #oh look #another Padawan and master pair in a garden! #also about asajj markings #I like the idea of Dathomirians slowly getting their marks as they grow #kinda like togruta #ky narec #asajj ventress #star wars #star wars prequels #star wars clone wars #my art #star wars au

[dalekinapaintedparadise]

Johnny Silverhand in Cyberpunk 2077: Phantom Liberty (2023)

#johnny silverhand #cyberpunk 2077 #phantom liberty #cyberpunk2077edit #johnnysilverhandedit #oh look #there's more #named my files 'jommy' by accident #so have some jommy #i finally got photoshop #so now i'm going to be insufferable #as i learn #spoilers #just in case #cp 2077 #myedit

[tuesdayinthedas]

My hump

#oh look #back to memes #vegeta #goku #dbz #dragon ball

[monurey]

I was listening to the Hamilton soundtrack and now I can’t stop thinking about ProstSenna and ‘Who lives, who dies, who tells your story’…

‘When you’re gone, who remembers your name? Who keeps your flame? Who tells your story?’ - Alain Prost

‘I put myself back in the narrative,’ - Prost when he started talking about Senna again.

‘I stopped wasting time on tears, I live another 50 years’ - *30 I guess, this year marks 30 years.

‘Let me show you what I’m proudest of’ - but then it’s the work Prost did for Senna’s foundation.

‘In their eyes I see you Alexander, I see you every time’ - Prost about Bruno and Nico

‘Oh, I can’t wait to see you again… it’s only a matter of time’

#formula 1 #f1 #ayrton senna #alain prost #prosenna #hamilton musical #hamilton soundtrack #why do I do this to myself??? #oh look #now I’m sobbing

[greymouse42]

would you believe that this sat in my drafts since last Christmas? more likely than you'd think!

(the hivemind said Setleth Hallmark Movie AU, and I have not known peace since)

#oh look #it's my art #forgot about this one honestly #fire emblem #fe3h #fe3h byleth #fe3h seteth #fe3h flayn #to be clear Seteth is the cityslicker with the Big Important Job #and Byleth is the rustic country love interest who teaches him the meaning of Christmas

[greyeyedmonster-18]

i can see you (up against the wall with me)

(i haven't slammed repeat on a song in awhile, I Can See You from Speak Now (Taylors Version) is a certified banger and this...slipped out.

please enjoy a slytherin! sirius, wolfstar au)

-

Remus had initially approached this Herbology assignment as a business arrangement, nothing more, nothing left, completely annoyed and frustrated at being paired with Sirius Black. But in a NEWT class so small, many of his classmates dropping out after sixth year and realizing the work required and that Herbology wasn't, in fact, an easy O as they had anticipated, leaving the class nearly empty.

Just Remus

A few Hufflepuffs, a Ravenclaw by the name of Turpin.

and Sirius Black.

With his stupid handsome face and dark curly hair and casually cool, effortlessly aloof expression. Sirius looked as if he had never worried about a damn thing in his life and Remus pulled at the threads of his uniform every opportunity he got. Though, it was much harder to do so with his arms elbow deep in a potted plant, Sirius beside him writing up the report due within the next few days.

"How does the soil feel?" Sirius asked.

"Like soil, bloody disgusting..."

The corners of Sirius's mouth turned up slightly, not even enough to make a crease in his face. Barely there. But Remus saw it, and oh.

"Clay, sandy, loam..."

"That's a made up word," Remus said, trying to focus on kneading the bottom of the plant gently to check for any stray moving roots or insects, cursing himself for taking Herbology in the first place. Even if the years of gardening with his Mum had paid off finally.

"We've been learning about loam for two weeks."

"I said the word sounded made up, not the concept," Remus countered and the corners of Sirius's mouth twitched again. He shook his head and Remus's heart flipped, watching a stray dark curl fall out of the ponytail Sirius was wearing and fall in front of his eyes.

Oh.

"So conceptually, is it loam or...?"

"Clay loam," Remus told him, gently setting the plant back in the pot, and wiping his hands on a nearby towel. He watched as Sirius's eyebrows drew together softly, as he concentrated on the questions in front of him, writing out each word carefully in neat cursive. Despite wanting it to be a business arrangement--Remus assuming the worst from a boy in Slytherin with the last name Black who scarcely spoke to anyone in school and hadn't given anyone a reason to trust him, half of his peers walking around with marks on their arms--the plan had failed miserably. Not only did Remus realize Black was exceptionally adept at Herbology, but he was pleasant. He was easy to work with. He was exceptionally good looking and Remus found himself staring every moment he could, desperate for more. Imagining what it would be like to have Sirius's clipped fingernails and broad hands palming the back of his neck and touching his hipbones.

I’ve been watching you for ages and I spend my time trying not to feel it

Remus was beside himself, and delusional, trying to find excuses to talk to Sirius once the business arrangement was over, and feeling foolish as he did so.

Except.

Sirius would brush past him in the hallway, a broad shoulder skimming against his during passing periods and Remus wanted to taste the aftershave on Sirius's neck.

Sirius would send him whisper smiles in Herbology.

In Potions.

Every opportunity for a glance in each others direction became an opportunity for a secret smile, or a wink, grey eyes twinkling with nothing but trouble. Thats all Sirius Black was. Trouble. Not someone Remus wanted to mix himself up with in his final year, in the beginnings of a war. There was already talk of secret societies being orchestrated by Dumbledore; already reports in the Daily Prophet and resources for people who wanted to help. Remus knew he already had a target on his back as a werewolf, people unsure whether to trust him and getting involved with Sirius Black wouldn't help the cause any.

But then Remus would look up from his textbook in the library, and see Sirius Black at a table alone, looking straight back. A quick tilt of a dark eyebrow, asking--no daring-- Remus to move. Remus tapped his fingers on the desk, not breaking eye contact, the two engaged in the staring contest of the century, both determined not to break. He was just about to swallow his pride, his ego, and surrender to bravery when Sirius stood up from his table, casually walking over to Remus, silver and green tie loose around his neck, somehow still managing to look refined and not disheveled like the rest of the population.

Remus opened his mouth when Sirius got within earshot, to attempt a greeting. A hey. A I'm losing the ability to control myself. A stop looking at me like that, please.

A what would you do if they never found us out?

Sirius put his hand flat on the table, looking down at Remus, tilting his head to the side, "Hey."

"Hello."

"We make a good team."

"What?"

"We got an O on our Mimulus aurantiacus."

"Oh. Yeah," Remus said lamely, scooting back in his chair to avoid having to strain his neck to look up at Sirius. It was too close, it was too much. Remus could see every dark eyelash and the beauty mark below Sirius's left eye; his crooked eyetooth and the planes of his face and the warmth of his skin. Remus would put money on Sirius's expanses skin being able to keep him warm, thaw every chill in Remus's body, imagining what it would be like to be pressed into a mattress underneath Sirius.

What would you do if I went to touch you now?

And then Sirius gave him that smile, the corner raising higher than it ever had and Remus's breathing hitched at the sight. This boy was beyond intoxicating, more potent than any shot of firewhiskey had had ever taken.

"Don't want to talk to me anymore, Lupin?" Sirius asked, as teasing tone in his voice, "Project over and you can't be seen with me?"

"I..what...do you want to talk about?"

"I don't. Not really."

"...So I should...mind my own business?"

"Not that either," Sirius said, and bent down lower, leaning all the way across the table and Remus could feel his face flush. It was late enough that the library was nearly empty, close to curfew and students had mostly cleared out. Madame Pince was likely in the back and closing for the evening. And then there was Sirius, with his lips skimming the shell of Remus's ear as he spoke. "Can you be quiet, Lupin?" he whispered.

"I think so."

What would you do if we never made a sound?

"Good, because Merlin knows I have not stopped thinking about you," Sirius said, standing up once more. "I'll see you outside."

I can see you, waiting down the hall for me.

The next day, Remus turned the corner out Ancient Runes, instantly spotting Sirius leaning one shoulder against the wall, his expensive leather bag over the other. The whisper smile that first caught Remus's attention flickering, as if the other boy was unable to stop it at the sight of Remus, both of them remembering the night before.

An abandoned hallway, just shy of the library, hidden behind tapestries and staircases, the two of them ignoring both bells of warning for curfew.

One of Remus's hands above his head, plastered to the wall with the rest of of his body as Sirius kissed him roughly. Endlessly. Wanting to steal every attempt at conversation and word Remus could possibly offer and Remus let him. Sirius Black did not kiss nice and Remus wouldn't have had it any other way.

I can see you, up against the wall with me.

It was bold.

Exhilarating.

Remus finally answering Sirius's eyebrow of a dare and pushing robes off the other boys shoulders, throwing them to the ground, their feet caught in a heap of dark fabric. Stepping on toes and unable to get enough of each other.

"How quiet can you be, Lupin?" Sirius asked, his voice low. His hands on the buckle of Remus's belt.

"Very."

"Let's see about that..."

They keep watchful eyes on us

It's best that we move fast and keep quiet

Remus inhaled as he walked by Sirius with his friends, shoulders brushing, fingers touching for the tiniest of moments, the two of them lost in a fantasy together. Sirius cocked his head to the side, just enough for Remus to see the deep red bruise on his neck poking out of the top of his shirt collar.

What would you do, baby, if you knew? That I can see you.

#sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #oh look #i can see you is a certified banger #and i couldn't help myself.