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orcboxer · 1 year
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latepivi · 5 days
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apotheosis
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crispycreambacon · 26 days
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Jesus came back and he brought trans people with him. Rejoyce.
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rolex-kaard · 4 months
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not sure what this one means
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elmaxlys · 7 months
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takingasterix · 9 months
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fanart for wither and bloom by tskmo
this is really, really old (and never fully finished), but the fic just updated this morning for the first time in a while and I realized that if I wrote 65k of anything, I'd probably want to see fanart for it even if that fanart was not great
anyways, if you like jiuyuan, i absolutely recommend this fic! it's one of my favorites of all time and i'm totally obsessed with it (you have no idea how excited i was today when i saw it updated!!). that being said, it does cover some darker subjects, so make sure to heed the warnings that the author gives.
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bopernstien · 1 year
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decided to draw something from my teen years to feel a lil better about today
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tomachamon · 5 months
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she bonk on my.. um she. she bonk me.. my... till i umm... crit?
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nubinublado · 5 months
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Hbomberguy's vid really solidified a lot of sneaking suspicions I have about james somerton
Like, honestly, out of all the queer youtuve video essayist (for which there are many) I haven't seen a single one who complained about not making a lot of money *nearly* as much as James.
Like don't get me wrong content creators deserve to make money off their work and it is fucked how youtube supresses and demonitizes queer content
But james definitely crossed lines telling his audience "give me money or else I'll have to quit youtube forever!!"
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lurafita · 2 months
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Don't mind me while I envision mundane au hacker Magnus.
Jace: "-anyway, this thing has taken over our computers and we can't access our files. Can you crack it?"
Magnus, sitting in front of the computer: "Oh, you sexy little thing."
Jace: "I'm flattered, but I'm straight."
Magnus: "I'm clearly talking about the code, Blondie."
Alec: "But you can get rid of it, right?"
Magnus: "Of course. How would you feel about going on a date with me after this, Handsome?"
Jace: "Are we supposed to not comment on you wanting to date a malicious software?"
Magnus, rolling his eyes: "I couldn't have been more obivously talking to your pretty (friend/brother/partner/boss)" - depending on circumstances
Alec: blushing and clearly pleased
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marimayscarlett · 10 months
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Rammstein as troubled birds quotes
I don't know, I just had this idea in my head 🫠
1. Till
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2. Flake
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3. Paul
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4. Richard
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5. Ollie
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6. Schneider
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lankylordoflevity · 2 years
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So something I’ve been absolutely obsessed with lately is Joker’s descriptions of what it would be like for him to kill Batman. More specifically, I’m fascinated by the fact that, in at least a couple of them, there seems to be this common thread of peace throughout. 
Take, for instance, these panels from Batman (2016) #29 where Joker is describing his preferred method of killing Batman at the dinner party with Riddler and Bruce:
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Another example of this exists in Batman/Catwoman #9, when Joker is detailing his fantasy about killing Batman to Selina (which, might I add, has some pretty blatantly sexual undertones):
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While both of these descriptions are certainly brutal and contain an element of sadistic pleasure from Joker, they also reveal this underlying desire within him to see Batman at peace. In the first example, the peace comes from death at the Joker’s hands, while in the second example, Joker chooses to kill Bruce only after he has finally seen him content with the work he has done in Gotham. 
This concept ties in really nicely to greater discussions about how Joker feels towards Batman and what he wants out of their complicated relationship. In these instances, it seems that Joker’s actions are motivated by care and affection in addition to hate. He wants to see Batman in pain, but he also wants to see him happy, two desires that he consistently demonstrates in his quest to draw out the darker parts of Batman’s psyche. Joker wants Batman to go feel the mental anguish that he has, but he also wants to help him give in and find peace with his mental illness(es), because that was what helped Joker move on and become a stronger person. (These contradictory desires are also shown in Joker’s overarching quest to be the color to Batman’s darkness, usually through extremely violent methods.)
As is the case with most of Joker’s feelings, though, his feelings on the topic of Batman finding peace are self-contradictory. For example, in Batman (2016) #49, when Joker and Catwoman are discussing the upcoming BatCat wedding, Joker clearly expresses that he can’t see Batman happy, because he wouldn’t be Batman, which would mean that Joker wouldn’t have anyone to stop him anymore, and therefore, would be purposeless:
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All of this information put together suggests that Joker is pursuing a self-defeating mission by chasing two contradictory goals. This makes sense because Joker is an inherently contradictory character. Everything from his mission-like dedication to his nihilistic philosophy (”fighting for meaninglessness but giving meaning by virtue of the fight,” as he puts it in Endgame) to his love-hate relationship with Batman screams self-contradiction, and it’s likely that he would be conflicted in a similar way when it comes to true desires for Batman’s mental state, too. He wants to make Batman suffer - to force him down the dark hole that he finds himself in - but he also wants to see Batman find the same peace that he found in his own “insanity.” Ultimately, though, he can never have either outcome, because then Batman would no longer be Batman, and therefore, Joker could no longer be the Joker.
Anyway, all of this is to day that Joker, somewhere deep within him, seems to want to give Batman a peaceful ending?? At the very least, it is something he fantasizes about on occasion, and there’s something particularly strinking to me about that. It seems to suggest that sometimes, Joker wants a beautiful, violent finality, but that his commitment to this cycle of violence keeps him from following through on that desire because then his “fun” - and his relationship with Batman - would end. 
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callsign-rogueone · 15 days
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wrong to love you
Garrick Tavis x Sloane Mairi 💌: Could I request a Garrick x Sloane angst where Garrick feels guilty/conflicted about having feelings for Liam's kid sister? words: 861 🏷: Iron Flame spoilers and mentions of sex / very mild objectification. written in third person, but Garrick's POV. I promise I love ***** as much as the next guy, but somebody has to be the antagonist here. I did not think my first character x character fic would be this, but here we are -- I read this ask and nearly fell down the stairs. literally. this pairing is something I had never considered until this very moment but I’m kinda obsessed with it — I had to put everything down and write this as a stream of consciousness (no editing, just brain worms.) let me know if you want me to make this a series, I guess?
Liam was an objectively pretty guy, but seeing his features on a woman is devastating. 
It feels wrong to call Sloane Mairi a woman, but it’s the truth; she’s grown in the six years since he’s seen her, from the tagalong younger sister into a goddess; gorgeous waves of golden hair, big ice-blue eyes and long eyelashes, soft pink lips and a little button nose, defined cheekbones…
and Gods, her body -- the muscle she’s put on in training for Basgiath, the way the flight leathers hug every curve of her waist and hips, squeeze every muscle of her thighs, all that dark black contrasting with the bits of pale skin peeking out from her collar and her sleeves… 
Garrick has always considered himself a gentleman, prided himself on being a man who thinks with his head instead of his dick, but Sloane Mairi has him re-evaluating those statements. 
Definitely wrong. Undoubtedly, incredibly wrong. Well… 
She’s an adult, he reasons. A dragon rider, even. She’s capable of making her own decisions, of defending herself with both body and mind -- she’d always been sharp-tongued, even before their lives went to shit; it’s one of the things he’d liked most about her. That and her laugh, that lovely sound that he thought he’d never hear again.
Nope. Still wrong.
It should feel wrong, he decides. It is wrong. It is so fucking wrong to sit here imagining her skin on his, how easy it would be to heft her over one shoulder and carry her up to his room, how soft and small she’d feel underneath him, those gorgeous blue eyes rolling back as he— 
Stop it, he hisses to himself, gritting his teeth. If he wasn’t in public right now, wasn’t sitting in the middle of the mess hall pretending to listen to Bodhi’s blathering about gods-know-what, he’d slap himself across the face.
Liam is totally going to haunt him for this. He’d deserve it -- the bro-code applies even in the afterlife; no perving on sisters allowed, older or younger, and Sloane is definitely younger. She’s hardly old enough to drink, for godssakes.
He could really use a drink himself right now, but that might make this even worse.
“Four years isn’t that much, even in the context of your little human lifespan,” Chradh reasons, sounding like he’s enjoying this — of fucking course he is. He’s always liked watching Garrick squirm.
“What about the fact that I’m her superior officer?”
“A small ethical complication, I agree. But if you don’t stake your claim, someone else will,” Chradh muses. “Someone might have already.”
Garrick’s about to snap back, to ask him what the fuck he’s talking about, when he finally notices who she’s sitting with, whose joke she’s laughing at, who’s shoulder she’s touching. 
He’s going to bend his fork in half from how hard he’s gripping it. 
Stupid, spoiled princes and their ceaseless fucking meddling in his life. First Alic and his outspoken hatred of Garrick and the other marked ones, going as far as making an attempt on his life during threshing. He would be dead, had Xaden not intervened; Alic had the conviction to go through with it, but he’d been a coward, jumping someone who had their back turned.
And now that prick’s little brother is flirting with his girl, not a care in the world, not a thought in that pretty little head. He hadn’t even known Liam, or their parents. He has no idea what she’s been through. What business does he have giving her a shoulder to cry on, when his dear old dad had been the one to decide to execute eighty-six mothers and fathers, to orphan a hundred and seven innocent children in one fell swoop and to sentence them all to life serving the crown -- if they made it out of that deathtrap school first?
And she has no idea who he is under that little working-class costume he’s been wearing for the last four months. Aaric Graycastle. Come on. Using the first name of the last king and putting castle in the surname? Not subtle at all. 
Neither of the apples fell far from the idiot tree, apparently. If Halden is as stupid as his brothers, then Navarre is doomed. As if it isn’t already. As if it hasn’t been cursed from the moment they tried to conquer Tyrrendor. Serves them fucking right.
At least the brat had jumped ship with them and came to Aretia to finally start living on the right side of history — though that was likely due to his disdain for his father. Does every son of the royal family have daddy issues? Is it a requirement? Something they teach you at those fancy boarding schools in Calldyr? 
Maybe Sloane had been the one to convince him to come along. Maybe Chradh is right — maybe they’re already together.
So help him gods, if that little prick prince lays another hand on his girl, if he tries anything, Garrick is going to beat him to a pulp.
“I guess you’ve made up your mind, then,” Chradh says, snapping Garrick out of his rage.
“What?”  “You called her yours. Twice.”
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hraugur · 10 months
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undyingumbraz · 17 days
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Caliborn ship poll lets get it
(the crackships can be attributed to @void--crow. love that guy. please don't kill me)
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avisisisis · 5 months
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not canon not fanon but a secret third thing: Whatever The Fuck I Made Up In My Mind
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