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hatterhare · 3 months
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various rogues designs!!
(riddler, penguin, scarecrow, two-face)
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skeletorswaifu · 6 months
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I will read beautifully curated fanfic stories by authors JK Rowling could never live up to. People who truly have magic abilities with vocabulary, characters, story telling and world building.
I will befriend the dead gay wizards and laugh with them, cry with them, be in love with them, and dream with them.
And for a little while I won't be so sad.
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xerith-42 · 3 months
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im here to ask for something that isn’t angsty about your mcd rewrite
Hatsune bless whoever read my rant in the discord and sent this, I love you. (Bc I got this ask in my main inbox I have to answer it here, but know it's directly attached to my rewrite on my side blog)
You want something that isn't angsty? I'LL EVEN MAKE IT GAY
Takes place somewhere in the chunk of Episodes 77-81
"You know there isn't anything to fight right now, right?" Laurance asked as he met Garroth at the top of the guard tower.
"How can you say that?" Garroth snapped back. "O'Khasis could be back any minute, and they could have Scaleswind with them."
"But they aren't here right now. Not this exact minute."
"But they--" Garroth's argument died on his tongue when Laurance put his hand gently on Garroth's, the one holding his sword. He hadn't even noticed that Laurance's blade was sheathed, resting peacefully at his side.
"Garroth, when was the last time you went on patrol without your sword drawn?"
"It's standard to do your patrols armed and ready for action."
"When was the list time you used your sword on patrol?"
"...Two weeks ago."
"And yet every day you make your hands bear the burden of holding it." Laurance brought his other hand to the handle and gently started to pry it from Garroth's fingers. Garroth's hand snapped around it, and despite the helmet he still insisted on wearing, Laurance could tell how tense he was.
"I cannot allow my skills to become rusty."
"Garroth, you're not going to forget how to hold a sword if you relax for a single day. I promise." Laurance's hands moved again, this time fully taking Garroth's fingers off his sword and setting it aside. Garroth was still clearly tense, his hand curling into a fist when it was empty, but it was a start. "You're the one who's always telling others to take the rest they need. When was the last time you took a day to yourself?"
"I-I can't risk doing such a thing. Phoenix Drop needs me to protect it."
"It's not just you and Brian anymore you know. Dale's back on the guard force, Dante's here, I'm here, Lucinda and Zoey are both capable to protecting themselves and others, Nicole beat me in sparring the other day--"
"I get it."
"Do you?" Laurance reached up, giving Garroth time to see where his hand was going for. He didn't stop him, letting Laurance undo the buckle that helped secure Garroth's helmet to his chin. He removed the piece carefully, setting it aside and smiling warmly at the sight of Garroth's face. It was a shame he felt the need to hide it still. "When was the last time you walked out of your bedroom not wearing armor?" Garroth opened his mouth to speak, before promptly closing it.
He honestly couldn't give Laurance an answer. Putting on his armor when he woke up was like second nature. A muscle memory that had been trained for so long he was never going to forget it. He glanced down at Laurance, expecting to see some sort of smug grin ready to rub it in his face that he was right, but he found no such thing. Instead Laurance looked up at him with a sort of genuine concern that completely caught him off guard. Like he was seriously worried about him.
"I have an idea. Stay here," Laurance instructed as he pulled away. Somehow Garroth felt a little colder without Laurance next to him. "And no grabbing your sword or helmet."
"You have my word that I will do no such thing," Garroth replied with a gentle smile.
"Good." Garroth did his best to enjoy the few moments alone, properly putting his weapon on his belt and setting his helmet on a better stand. Even if his friends insisted it wasn't necessary, he still saw it as essential. He glanced out the window at the sea that lay at their borders and let out an exhausted sigh. He hated to admit it, but Laurance was right. He was always telling others to rest, take time to heal, yet he had scarcely done that for himself when not ordered to.
Just as he wondered what Laurance would actually be able to do, he came climbing back up the stairs with his lyre in hand. Garroth resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the sight. He'd heard Laurance practice the damn thing since they met, and as far as he could tell, he never got better. But no matter how bad he might have sounded; Laurance always had a smile on his face while practicing. Laurance pulled the chair from the other side of the room to the table and sat down, indicating for Garroth to do the same.
He begrudgingly did so, trying in vain to let his shoulders relax as Laurance propped his legs up on the window in front of them and tuned his instrument. His pointed nails moved across the strings fluidly, and there was a surprising sort of elegance to it that Garroth wasn't expecting. He let his eyes fall on the man sitting across from him and simply watched as Laurance's fingers danced to and fro between semi-discordant notes.
A melody managed to break out, one that had Garroth's shoulders fully relaxing as the pleasant sound filled his ears. There wasn't much else to focus on beyond the music itself, except for the man playing in front of him. Laurance's expression was surprisingly focused, despite his rather relaxed demeanor. His lip quirked up into a slight smile when he played a particularly hard combination of notes, silently proud of himself as a flash of life moved across his glassy eyes. He was all Garroth could focus on, eventually leaning on his hand against the table, closing his eyes to truly appreciate the sound.
The sound of the ocean waves running under his haphazard but lovely playing was a perfect symphony, one that made Garroth let out a hum of content. Laurance finally looked up at Garroth and couldn't help but blush at the relaxed smile on his face. His fingers stumbled over the strings slightly, due to his own homosexual thoughts, but he remained focused on the task at hand. It wasn't hard to when he heard Garroth start humming along. Irene help him, he was so desperately in love. Despite the current goal of relaxing the beautiful man sitting across from him, Laurance was tempted to spill his guts then and there.
Instead he finished the song with a flourish, letting the note linger in the calm winter air. His gaze turned to Garroth, whose expression was damn near lovestruck.
"Thank you," Garroth whispered, his voice soft and quiet in such an intimate moment. It was that simplicity and care that tipped Laurance over the edge. But not in the big dramatic way he'd been anticipating. Instead is reply was just as sweet and simple.
"I love you."
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thevanishinglibrary · 2 months
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Ruhn Danaan POV Bonus Chapter from BAM! Exclusive Edition of House of Sky and Breath
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poolpvrty · 27 days
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O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name, or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Mary and James <3
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In honour of Jimmy probably finally starting his villain arc I propose!
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Sheriff with a machete.
Forget giving him a gun! Give him a machete or a knife or something!
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random-dragon-exe · 1 year
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Can I just say that spooky bisexual characters are such a mood?
When I say spooky bisexual characters, I'm talking about these two:
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The demon nerd and the witch. (Spooky)
Like they're very relatable to a lot of people too. Mostly with neurodivergence as Norma is confirmed autistic and Luz is ADHD coded.
They also have hyperfixations that people find relatable (Norma with everything Pauline Phoenix and the park and Luz with The Good Witch Azura).
(I personally relate way more with Norma, but I relate to Luz a tiny bit too)
Point is, these characters are amazing and have been doing the lord's work for bisexual people.
I also adore how they both have different types of coming out scenes with Norma's being more laid back and Luz's being more fun and showy.
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One more thing, I also like how both of their coming out scenes are so wholesome and both of their mothers accept them for who they are. Not only that, but to see POC mothers accept their queer daughters on TV is such a pleasure to see.
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I just love these two episodes and their bi representation, and to see bisexual characters just... exist and be themselves is so refreshing to see.
They bring me so much joy and I just had to share my thoughts about these two bisexual characters and the strides they're making for more bi or just openly queer characters.
Also, we need more spooky neurodivergent bisexuals.
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dribs-and-drabbles · 2 years
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Vice Versa's version of characters having photos of themselves by their bed/in their home: A picture representing their name.
The 'sea palette' colours for Talay (ทะเล = sea):
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And a 'gun' for Puen (ปืน = gun):
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szepkerekkocka · 8 months
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hatterhare · 3 months
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batman and his interdimensional son
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goate · 9 months
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ai hoshino!
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movedtoferinehuntress · 7 months
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☾ *  ――  ᴄᴀɪᴛʟʏɴ & ᴠɪᴋᴛᴏʀ 「 @musesbymarnie 」 ≣ Random ask = ❝ okay, how old do you think i am? - from viktor ❞
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The young child huffed, not sure why Viktor would ask her such a question, however, she turned her head and started to look at him. Her eyes focused first on his face, the structure of his cheekbones, the tightness of his skin. Taking time to focus on how he looked in age and form. At the same time, she started to walk around him, physically reading everything about him from head to toe. Her eyes keyed in on his hair, looking to see the coloration and structure of the follicles and if she saw anything off or different.
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Observant eyes focused on everything she could see, ignoring the disability as it had no subject or view to his age. Despite what people think of her, she was a highly observant child, able to read and know more about people than they ever expected. Returning in front of Viktor, she had a proud smile on her lips as she finally figured out what she thought. "You look to be around your early 20s, I'm going to say maybe, 20 or 21," Caitlyn said, as she settled down in a chair with the interest on if she was right or not. "Am I close, Viktor?" she called him specifically by name, something she always liked that he didn't make her use proper titles or sounded stuffy in terms of positions.
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xxwish-bonexx · 21 days
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Out of all the days for it to be cloudy, it has to be today 😑
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eggrens · 23 days
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bam! it's mo !
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tinsin · 1 month
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Aw, Isaac's felt left out.
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life-b4-death · 6 months
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I need this year to fucking end already
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