can you imagine how mean sebastian would be once he notices you have a thing for his hands?

he starts becoming more meticulous about his manicures, nails always coated in an inky black and cuticles pushed back. he had donned rings every now and then prior to his realization, but they become much more frequent once he noticed your squirming at the saloon. he’ll settle a hand on your thigh, fingers dancing along the hemming of the pretty little sundress you wore to escape the summer heat. while abigail and sam had missed the flustered expression etched into your features, sebastian definitely hadn’t. when he’s walking you home, hand curled around your waist because “it’s what a good friend would do” as he ignores the way you sneak glances in his direction. you’re not sure how, but the night somehow leads you pressed against the blossoming apple tree with a hand nestled between your thighs, skilled fingers dancing across your folds expertly enough to have you gasping his name in between kisses. he’ll make you beg for more, have you all teary eyed and desperate pleas as his fingers curl just right.

“‘s the matter, sweetheart? all you have to do is tell me what you want.”

i know it's strange to look at all the people in canaan house and then decide to be obsessed with colum asht but wait. hang on. hear me out. the dude's a human juice box. he's frankenstein's monster. he's the caretaker of the most insufferable twerp in the universe. he was built and bred to be the perfect aa battery. he's missing at least one finger on his left hand. he's younger than magnus and that's shocking. he's disposable. his name means dove. he's the most reasonable person at canaan house. he keeps the room tidy for company. he braids his uncle's hair. he makes tea. he mends pants. he stops his hissing cat of a human being from doing anything too rash. he likes gideon nav. his relationship with his necromancer crumbles entirely. he has never owned his life or his soul. he resigned himself to being eaten the moment he discovered the method to become a lyctor. he had one of the most gruesome deaths of the whole series. we don't know where his soul is. he doesn't even get to be in the river with the rest of them. he is the oath. he was engineered into a man who doesn't pick and choose his decencies. and no one talks about him

camteen my tragic beloveds

the person i will be in eight days .

i hate when people don’t like something as much as i do (re: are normal about it) so while I am peeling the wallpaper off the walls with my teeth over the symbolism of intimacy or desperation or hopelessness they are just sitting there.

SCUDTRON NATION LOOK at the newest clone high trailer

yknow the "i'll take care of you. it's rotten work. especially to me. especially if it's you. i'll do it but christ alive" bit. me rn wearing this lotion

Tldr I am not a reference librarian and even a reference librarian WOULD NOT DO THE RESEARCH FOR YOU

I'm going to eat concrete thinking about the concept of Bill being kinda obsessed with Ford post-betrayal. Like Bill was very gleefully mocking Ford when he found out the truth and he probably thought it was hilarious that Ford went as far as to not question him and straight up worshipping him but then you get hints that Bill started to actually think Ford would continue to help him and maybe even that Bill saw himself in him. And like I DO think Bill might've considered Ford his closest friend by the time Weirdmageddon happened. Like this guy's relationships are shallow. He bosses his friends around and considering he can't even be honest to himself about his own feelings, I doubt he has any deeper conversations with anyone. But he shows to be willing to actually open up towards Ford. And he wants him to be on his side so bad. He asks Ford to join him three times. But not only do these two have an absolutely loaded past, but even Bill's affection towards Ford is... kinda shallow. Like it's still based on a ton of projection. The only way Bill can ever see Ford around him on the same side is if he accepts Weirdmageddon. And once Ford rejects that and diverges from Bill's wishful thinking, he's back to being Bill's punching bag. yknow

OK WHITE PEOPLE.

wandering out of the qpp tag covwred in blood and shaking. hey guys hows it hanging

i just found out that they wanted to put jack in a good man goes to war but it didnt work out due to schedules. This is my white fucking whale.

"i love this game i love this game i love this game" said with gritted teeth while clutching my head in my hands

ALRIGHT FOLKS! we have our finalists!

Zuko and Sokka from Avatar: The Last Airbender

Joe and Nicky from The Old Guard

Duke Thomas and Cassandra Cain from DC

I really want to do more stuff with Astella… but right now i gotta do work i’m just -ROTATING-

I think that Loop.