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tasteslikezombie · 4 months

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oc things before the holidays

#art #my art #my ocs #characters #sketches #sketch #waistup #bust #weapons #axe #elliot #elliot king #alex #alexius #makenzie #izzi #thea

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chuutoro · 2 years

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the euphoria of elliot page (esquire)

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taiturner · 8 months

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Elliot Page as Viktor Hargreeves on october 1, 1989, our extraordinary super-powered babies were born. in 2024, they return. ☂️

#viktor hargreeves #elliot page #tuapromo #tuaedit #the umbrella academy #tua #theumbrellaacademyedit #brellygifs #*#one for this king too!!!

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bestt4tshipbracket · 2 months

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Best Polyamorous Ship Group 3 Round 2

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wayward-delver · 1 month

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J was very close to Tessa for her entire life, I doubt she'd handle this situation very well.

#murder drones #md #tessa james elliot #tessa #murder drones tessa #serial designation j #md tessa #murder drones j #centaurworld #the nowhere king #nowhere king #cartoon #animtion #glitch #glitch productions #murder drones spoilers

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efingart · 1 year

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Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

#kyle gaz garrick #elliot knight #modern warfare #call of duty #cod modern warfare #underrated king #i just felt like doing a study today and here he is #i'm tired now #efing art #efingart #my art #myart

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queer-book-character-tournament · 2 months

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Character, book, and author names under the cut

Elliot Schafer- In Other Lands by Sarah Rees Brennan

Neil Josten- All for the Game by Nora Sakavic

#Elliot Schafer #In Other Lands #iol #Sarah Rees Brennan #Neil Josten #aftg #the foxhole court #tfc #the kings men #the raven king #all for the game #Nora Sakavic #polls #lgbt books #queer book character tournament 2.0

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camillasgirl · 5 months

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A first glimpse of the new documentary Charles III: The Coronation Year, which will air on Boxing Day

#king charles iii #queen camilla #annabel elliot #fiona landsdowne #major jonny thompson #I hope we'll find a way to be able to watch it somehow :(

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anneonomus · 4 months

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playing kirby will have you sitting in the grocery store break room thinking about how king dedede so gently holds the waddle dee he throws to safety in forgotten lands

#AUGH #elliot should shut up challenge #king dedede #kirby forgotten lands #why is it so fucking. sad when he does that #kirby

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theonewiththeimaginaryboyfriends · 1 year

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Filming and/or preparations* have started according to stories from cast members and their mua

Update(?):

Disclaimer: not sure if the actual filming started but cast members and crew are at the filming spots. I got way too exited by their collective stories today and used the word "filming"...don't wanna spread false info haha

Update:

#house of the dragon #aemond targaryen #prince aemond #aemond the kinslayer #ewan mitchell #aemond one eye #hotd aemond #hotd #tom glynn carney #luke tittensor #elliot tittensor #king aegon #please dont come for my ass

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echo-goes-mmm · 4 months

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Ambrose and Elliot Extra #3

Masterpost

Warnings: none

This is not currently canon, but would take place much later into Elliot’s recovery, when he finally knows about Ambrose’s immortality and abandonment, but not the details. This may become canon later, I haven't decided

It was a Friday night, the last one before planting season, and the dining room was packed. It was more of a meeting than anything else, but Master Ambrose prided himself on being a good host, and Elliot would follow his wishes.

Elliot helped him send out a steady supply of platters laden with food, and drinks flowed over the chatter.

“So we’re going to rotate the fields this year-”

“Well what about the sheep-”

“I’m just saying the orchards-”

“Ambrose, sir, I need more bread for the table,” he called as he put down more pints of ale.

“Got it.” Ambrose went to the kitchen to slice a new loaf.

The dull roar of the dining room suddenly turned to silence.

He looked up.

Elliot had never seen a god before, but there was no mistaking him. He was tall, even taller than Ambrose, with reddish brown hair and one golden eye.

He was looking around the room, and he was holding a bouquet of purple and white flowers.

“Excuse me,” he said, his voice low and smooth, is Ambrose here?”

No one answered him.

It couldn’t be… could it?

There was movement in the corner of his eye, and then a clatter. Ambrose stood in the doorway, platter and bread at his feet.

The god beamed. “Darling,” he said, stepping towards Ambrose. Ambrose stalked forwards, his face stormy, and the god paused.

Ambrose raised a hand, and slapped the god across the face with full force. The crowd gasped, and Elliot winced.

The god didn’t move away, still holding the flowers. “I am so sorry, my love.”

“Sixty-five years,” said Ambrose, his eyes closed, face unreadable. “Without a fucking word.”

Elliot had never seen him so angry before.

“I know.”

“You left me!” he shouted, voice breaking, tears beginning to flow down his face. “You bastard!”

“I’m sorry, Rosey.”

“Don’t ‘Rosey’ me! Where have you been?!”

“I- I’d rather not say in front of-” Ambrose grabbed the god by the wrist, and they marched upstairs, the flowers dropped and forgotten on the floor.

Somebody cleared their throat, and the crowd launched back into discussion about the upcoming growing season.

Michael sat on the chair nearest him. “Did you know?”

“I knew he was married, but-” Elliot shrugged.

Michael looked up from his tankard. “None of us knew either, but I thought he’d at least tell you he was married to a damn god, especially the god of lies.”

Elliot bristled.

“Michael!” snapped Judy from across the room.

“We don’t talk much about the past,” bit out Elliot. Michael, for his part, looked chagrined.

Elliot didn’t know who exactly knew the details about his old life, but the regret on Micheal’s face told him that the man knew some.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I should have guessed.”

Elliot picked up the bouquet of flowers. Some of its petals had dropped to the floor, but miraculously they were growing back.

Of course they were magic flowers.

“I’m going upstairs,” he announced to the room. No one stopped him.

He found an old water pitcher in his room, and plopped the flowers in.

He didn’t hear any screaming from Master’s room, which seemed like a good sign.

Elliot cautiously made his way upstairs, holding the flowers.

He knocked and pushed open the door. Ambrose and the god were sitting on the couch, hands locked together and tear tracks on Ambrose’s face.

Ambrose looked up, wiping his face. “Oh, uh, come in, Ellie.”

“Sorry to interrupt, Master,” he said. He put the flowers on the altar in the corner, and he realized the statue of Ambrose’s god was actually his husband.

“It’s fine. Janus, this is my friend, Elliot. Elliot, this is my husband, Janus.” Elliot did not look at the god’s face.

“A pleasure to meet you,” said Janus. His gut twisted. Michael had said he was the god of lies.

But then again… If Ambrose married him, maybe he was okay.

He hesitated. “Likewise,” he managed, and Janus smiled at him. Soft and gentle, just like his statue.

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Ambrose slammed open the door and kicked it closed behind them.

He whirled on Janus. “So,” he crossed his arms, anger draining out of him. “Where have you been?”

“Well, you know how Mael and I never got along for long?”

“I recall.”

“I may or may not have been turned to stone for a while.”

Ambrose pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Stone.”

“I came as soon as I could, I promise.”

The story checked out as far as he knew. Mael and Janus had a famous rivalry, and it was sometimes less than friendly. Mael was not above turning a fellow god into a statue. Janus was not quite as proficient at physical magic as Mael, better suited to mental tricks.

On top of which, the other gods wouldn’t have been interested in getting involved in their petty arguments. Ambrose knew some of them; they often rolled their eyes at Janus and Mael. They might have thought Janus deserved it.

It made sense it took over fifty years for him to break the spell.

“Are we divorced?” asked Janus gently. “I understand if you want me to g-”

“You’re an idiot.” Ambrose took Janus’s hand, lacing their fingers together. “Don’t ever leave me again.”

“I won’t.”

They sat down on the couch. Ambrose couldn’t bear to stay mad at Janus.

“You know, it’s awfully rude Mael didn’t tell me about your predicament. Wasn’t he at the wedding?”

Janus laughed, running his fingers over Ambrose’s knuckles. “I’ll let him know you’re offended.”

There was a knock on the door.

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“There’s something strange about that boy,” said Janus, long after they had indulged themselves with each other. “What’s wrong with him?”

Ambrose sighed. “It’s not really any of your business.” Janus rolled onto his side, facing him.

“I’m just concerned,” he said, “Is he okay?” His hand drifted to the curve of Ambrose’s side, his thumb rubbing over the bare skin like he was fragile but irresistible. Ambrose shifted closer to him.

“No, but… he’s better than before.”

“How did you meet?”

“He came in one night begging for food. He was starving to death, and I wasn’t going to refuse.”

Janus nodded. His hand moved up past Ambrose’s ribs to his cheek. Ambrose leaned into his hand. He had missed Janus so much.

“How long ago was that?”

“Uh, three years give or take. He’s been staying here since. And I won’t make him leave, so deal with it,” he warned Janus.

“I wasn’t objecting. Just curious. He called you ‘master’ earlier. You didn’t-?”

“No, that wasn’t my doing. We tried working on it, but it’s something he can’t shake. Usually it’s ‘sir’, but sometimes he slips.”

“Mm.” Janus’s hand dropped from Ambrose’s cheek, and landed back on his side.

“He means a lot to you,” he guessed.

“Yes. Just… leave him be, okay? I don’t want him spooked. We’ve worked so hard.”

“I’ll keep my distance, if that’s what you want.”

“Thank you.”

Janus kissed him on the forehead, a familiar gesture that he’d been craving for so long.

“I love you,” said Janus. “I missed you.”

“Me too.”

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#again NOT CANON #(yet. maybe. idk.)#but still fun to imagine #some townspeople : he literally just slapped a god are we gonna talk about that??#the other townspeople: sounds like gossip to me. absolutely not #i love how everyone both knows everyone's business and simultaneously refuses to get involved #Little Wood in a nutshell. No wonder Ambrose likes it there #Kings of minding their own business #my writing #ambrose and elliot #slavery whump #whump

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clewis · 9 months

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Ok, uh... how about the marine park? Rides, dolphins those cute little souvenirs? H2O: JUST ADD WATER | 2x16 “Double Trouble”

+ bonus:

#h2oedit #h2o just add water #lewis mccartney #elliot gilbert #i LOVE this episode and i absolutely LOVE LEWIS 🤣 what a king #h2o: just add water #h2o jaw #h2o #mine #s2 #2x16 #scene

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doodlboy · 8 months

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It's he

#wip art #the tumblr sexyman #i want to steal his gender #not pictured is the large handful of simons i drew right next 2 this #im normal abt this #I'll do a doodle page or smth with him #man...this 1 looks so nice..i should do a sticker of it #wish ik how to make stickers but alas #winter king #elliot rambles #dont rb yet please I'm not done ty 💙

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rocks-in-my-vodka · 2 years

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elliot page being an absolute SHORT KING this season we love to see it

“i ended the world twice. and you? you’re just meat in spandex”

owning that haircut

“showed me i’d never be free hiding from who i really am.” sobbing-

“my tiny badass brother” so they acknowledge he’s absolutely tiny <3333

i just literally hugged my ipad while watching the “do you feel loved” scene i’m screaming crying sobbing omg viktor just standing there so small so tiny finally being accepted and ofc loved for who he is i cannot-

my man went from not even knowing he had powers that were suppressed for years in s1 to “i could tear you to atoms.” “try it.” in s3 FUCKING GROWTH

man in the middle of an absolute crisis : siBLiNg sWeAr i pRoMiSe

black leather jackets? oh he owning that gender bitch

viktor hargreeves : part time world ender, full time best man

heyyyy hahaha what the fuck was that ending what the actual fucking fuck oh god oh fuck

“asshole.”

in conclusion : please stop hurting him

#elliot page #nah actually…#KING ELLIOT PAGE #viktor hargreeves #tua s3 #the umbrella academy s3 #the umbrella academy netflix #klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves #sloane #the sparrow academy #marcus #christopher the cube #robert sheehan #luther hargreeves #allison hargreeves #the umbrella academy text posts #diego hargreeves #mine own

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anewgayeveryday · 9 months

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Today's LGBT+ Character is;

Viktor Hargreeves from The Umbrella Academy-Transgender Man

Species: Human

Status: Alive (resurrected)

#viktor hargreeves #the umbrella academy #transgender #lgbt #character of the day #tv shows #requested #fandoms i'm not in #LGBT Update #((Congrats on the new pronouns King!!!))#((Love this for Him (Viktor and Elliot) ))#resurrected #alive #LGBTQueue

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monkeymeghan · 2 months

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Tomorrow is my birthday. The first one without my mom. I know it’s going to be hard. I think that’s why my sister is taking me and dad out to lunch tomorrow, as a distraction.

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#birthday #i miss my mom #mom #loss #grief #sister #dad #family #personal #kings elliot #it’s my birthday #Youtube

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