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walnutmistjamie · 8 months
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Phil Dunster | The Ted Lasso Cast Share Their Favourite Desserts | Dish Podcast | Waitrose
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horrorlesbion · 2 months
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if anyone remembers that post about evil/threatening dogs in film needing their tails cgi-ed away because theyre too happy wagging their tails they tried this in john wick 4 but apparently gave up on doing it for the tails shadow
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very good perfect boy
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sylvies-kablooie · 7 months
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haven’t been able to stop thinking about this hall of fame level textpost in relation to Them
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ontheseconddayitrains · 2 months
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Colette but make it white mage
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poorly-drawn-slugcats · 5 months
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hey everyone so this is my iterator oc Guarding Old Doors otherwise known as GOD and they recently* went through three separate divorces (romantic, platonic, and religious, in that order)
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i'm not sure if anyone else has pointed this out because i've only had vegaspete for a day and a half but here's something that struck me about the finale:
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in light of their most recent interactions (vegas apologizing while goading pete to shoot him and vegas apologizing while letting pete pummel him), the sentiment here is more repentant than romantic. the only way vegas knows how to atone is through violence. he doesn't want to deprive pete of his opportunity for revenge, so vegas offers up his own life (as much as he can, while he's still bound to his father)
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and then after gun's death, pete doesn't thank korn on vegas's behalf. his gratitude is a way of taking responsibility for (and , in a sense, asserting ownership of) vegas
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which brings us to the pool. vegas can't take his own life because he promised it to pete. it's not that this scene is in juxtaposition to the first, it is the consummation of the promise vegas made in the parking garage. in lowering the gun, vegas surrenders himself to pete.
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intosnarkness · 2 months
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Chapters: 1/15 Fandom: Six of Crows Series - Leigh Bardugo Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Relationships: Kaz Brekker/Inej Ghafa, Kaz Brekker & Jesper Fahey, Kaz Brekker & Wylan Van Eck, Kaz Brekker & Nina Zenik, Jesper Fahey/Wylan Van Eck Characters: Kaz Brekker, Inej Ghafa, Jesper Fahey, Wylan Van Eck, Nina Zenik, Pekka Rollins, Jordie Rietveld, background Matthais Helvar Additional Tags: Forced Prostitution, Human Trafficking, Gangs, Gang Violence, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied Sexual Content, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Canon-Typical Violence, AU, background wesper, Panic Attacks, Flashbacks, Murder, Heist, Arson Summary:
Kaz Brekker signed a contract when he was 13 years old, and he's been indentured to Pekka Rollins at the Sweet Shop for almost 8 years. When he's assigned to seduce someone at one of Pekka's parties, he meets Inej Ghafa, the Banshee of the Barrel, and tells her he can help her. She decides to take him up on that.
(Complete, will be updating twice a week.)
Guys it’s done. Have chapter one and may god have mercy on my soul.
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cosmic-shine · 1 year
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Unusual commissioned triple DW Sweets: Vicki, Dodo and Steven, dessert is banana split <3
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herosplatling-replica · 6 months
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hot and fresh off the presses: i wrote a Rhythm Doctor fic! i think i'll crosspost it here as well, but for now it's only available to registered AO3 users. please leave a comment if you give it a read!
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hero2222-nsfw · 1 year
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Open Starter: Poolside toy
Here Chisk was, at the enterence of the public pool, his wrist and ankles bound to the beach chair and his clothing removed completely. He thought it would be funny to test on the pool water, and as punishment, he's become the free-use living dildo everyone was welcome to use and abuse.
(Have fun and go wild)
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What Your Favorite JATD Ship Says About You
(Inspired by Eldena Doubleca5t’s hilarious YouTube videos.) (I joined the fandom...not that long ago) (As of posting this, Chapter 12 is the most recent chapter of Dragonblade) (I made up some of these ship names myself) (Please don’t take this too seriously) 
Gwendoc (Queen Gwendoline X King Caradoc): You’re a sucker for background characters that seem rather one-dimensional on the surface but have rich inner lives. You think this ship has it all: wholesome family fluff, and buried nuances that you could speculate on for days. 
Ivoline (Sir Ivon X Queen Gwendoline): ‘Opposites attract’ is your favorite trope, especially when there’s spice thrown in.  
Ivonodore (Sir Ivon X Sir Theodore): You just want to f*ck dads. 
Janster: There are two options for this, Pre- and Post- Dragonblade’s release. Pre-Dragonblade: Friends to lovers is your bread and butter! Post-Dragonblade, you’re putting that butter on your popcorn to eat while you watch wherever the heck this novel is going. 
Janther (I’ve also seen the much less common Junther) (Jane X Gunther): You are a firm believer in the inherent romance of swordfighting, during scenes of which you will pause the show to write an essay about the relationship that would make an English teacher rejoice. You are holding onto this ship with the strength of a pitbull. 
Peprake (Alt. Peprika) (Pepper X Rake): Your main interests are keeping things canon and keeping things wholesome. 
Jepper (Jane X Pepper): You’re a sucker for character development.
Smithy X Jane: You think Smithy deserves more love and Jane deserves more stability. 
Jesther (Jester X Smithy): You think Smithy deserves more love and Jester deserves more stability. 
Smunther (Gunther X Smithy): You think Smithy deserves more love and Gunther deserves more stability. 
Jesinia (Jester X Aged Up! Lavinia): You love two dorks being dorks together.
Gunthinia (Gunther X Aged Up! Lavinia): You’re always a sucker for an arranged marriage trope and slow burns. 
Jansther (Jane X Jester X Gunther): You just want everybody to be happy!
Jesthane (Jane X Gunther X Jester X Smithy): You really just want everybody to be happy!
Drane (Dragon X Jane): You also really like friends to lovers, but the other ships were just missing something, that certain je ne sais quoi. You refuse to let anything limit your imagination. 
Robane (Robert X Jane): You…are Martin Banyton.
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inanoldhousewrites · 2 years
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Broken Glass
Geraskier, modern AU, established relationship, h/c, 1.2k
It's been a good day. Jaskier had the day off, so he spent it resting and doing chores around the house. Now he's waiting for Geralt to get home, unloading the dishwasher so that they can make dinner together. He’s listening to his cleaning playlist, maybe getting too excited, but he’s having fun, dancing along when-
Crash!
He broke a mug. Not just any mug, Geralt’s favorite mug. The mug Ciri made him when she was young. Geralt drinks from it everyday. He loves this mug. 
There’s a feeling of panic and horror rising in his chest and blocking his throat, as he stares down at the shards at his feet. He hears the sound of the garage door opening to let Geralt’s car in. Instinct takes over; Jaskier runs, ignoring the sharp pain in his foot. 
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Geralt hears Jaskier’s cleaning music before he even makes it in the door. “Jask? I’m home!” he calls as soon as he’s inside, but there’s no answer and so sign of his husband. Instead, in the kitchen he finds broken glass and a trail of blood leading away. Geralt turns off the music and follows the tracks to their bedroom, to the closed closet door, where he hears muffled crying.
“Jaskier?” He knocks. “Can I come in?” 
There’s a moment of silence, as if Jaskier is trying to muffle his sobs, before a tiny voice says “No.”
“Okay,” Geralt agrees. “Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?” 
More silence, before Jaskier says, barely over a whisper “I broke your mug.”
“I saw that.” Geralt agrees again, then waits for Jaskier to continue. 
His patience pays off when Jaskier asks “Aren’t you mad? You love that mug.”
“I’m not mad and I don’t love that mug. I love Ciri, and she gave me that mug, and so when I use it I’m reminded of her and that I love her and that she loves me. But I don’t need a mug to remember that my daughter loves me. I love her, not the mug. And I love you, not the mug.”
Silence, then a small “Okay.”
Geralt smiles softly. Now that they’ve established solid ground, he can move on to his next concern. “Jask, is your foot bleeding?”
“I wrapped it in a scarf.” 
“Can I bandage it for you, baby?”
“I don't want to come out yet.”
“Okay. You don’t have to come out. I’m going to grab the first aid kit. I can either pass it in to you, or you can put your foot out the door to me. You can decide while I’m gone.”
Geralt leaves for the bathroom, where he gets their first aid kit and grabs the spray that will get the blood out of their carpets while he’s there. When he comes back, he sets the spray aside for later and gently knocks on the closet door. It opens just enough for Jaskier’s leg to slip out. 
Geralt sits on the floor and pulls Jaskier’s foot onto his lap. Through the crack in the door, he can see his husband sitting with his back against the closet wall, looking away to avoid eye contact. Geralt gives him his privacy, keeping his focus on the wounded foot in front of him as he carefully unwraps the scarf. 
He takes a sharp breath when he pulls the final layer of scarf off the Jaskier’s sole. How did Jaskier run with such a significant piece of glass in his foot? It’s not deep, but it’s an inch and a half long, and no doubt hurt with every step. Geralt prepares his bandages, gently slides the piece of glass out with tweezers, and immediately presses the gauze against the wound, pressing hard. Jaskier’s crying, which had tapered off, begins again. 
“Shh, shhh, you’re okay,” Geralt soothes. When he’s sure it’s not going to bleed through, he begins to wrap it. There’s a chance that walking on it will open the wound again, and it would probably be better to get stitches, but with Jaskier in the state he’s in, there would be no convincing him to go to the hospital. Once he’s calmed down, Geralt decides, he’ll coax him into going to urgent care. 
“This is stupid,” Jaskier states, still crying. “I know you love me. I know you aren’t going to punish me for breaking a mug. I know you won’t drag me down there to pick up every piece with my bare hands. I know it. I know it. I know it!” He slams his hands down on either side of him. “And I’m still hiding in the closet with you on the other side of the door.” 
Geralt rubbed soothing circles on Jaskier’s ankle, letting him cry. When he’d settled, Geralt began to talk. “You know, when I first got to Vesemir’s, I hoarded food. Breakfast bars, bags of chips, sometimes even canned food- anything nonperishable. I took it from the cupboard and hid it in my room, in my drawers or in a box under my bed. He finally caught me carrying a box of uncooked pasta to my bedroom.
"He didn’t take my stash away. He said if it made me feel better, I could keep it. But he did ask me to bring it up at my next therapy session. So I did. And do you know what my therapist said?”
Jaskier doesn’t answer, but when Geralt looks through the door, he can see him listening. 
“She said that the body remembers. My body remembered me being hungry. It remembered what it was like to not have food. And even though I knew that Vesemir would never let me go hungry, I knew I was welcome to any of the food in the cupboard, my body was determined to never be in that situation again. It was almost like… muscle memory to save food for later. To keep it for myself. It took years, and a lot of patience from my family, to get to a healthy relationship with food.”
Jaskier is watching him with red-rimmed eyes, but not looking away. Without breaking eye contact, Geralt presses a kiss to Jaskier’s foot, the only part he can reach. 
“Jask, your body remembers. It remembers being hurt by people who should have loved you. It remembers harsh punishments for little mistakes. It remembers and it's trying to protect you.  
“But what I learned, and it took me a long time to learn it, was that the things that help you when you are in a dangerous place can hurt you when you are in a safe place. Having a stash of food helped me when there were times I would otherwise have gone hungry. But it hurt me when I was in a safe place. I was always suspicious someone would take my food and it strained my relationships with my family.
“When you lived with your parents, hiding in your closet might have protected you. But today, it made you hurt your foot and unable to properly care for it. It made you put a physical barrier between us.” He knocks once on the door. “And I’m not mad. I’m thankful you made it out of that situation, however you had to do it. If you have to stay in the closet until you feel safe, I won’t stop you. But now that your mind knows you're safe, you can start teaching your body new habits. 
“Not today. I think you’ve been through enough today. But whenever you’re ready. I know it’ll be hard, but I’ll help you however I can.”
“Okay,” Jaskier says and he’s crying again, but this time he doesn’t look sad anymore. 
“I love you, Jaskier.”
“I love you, too.”
Geralt moves to tuck Jaskier’s leg back through the door. “I have some options for you, okay. First, do you want to come out now or stay in?”
“I want to stay in.”
“Okay, baby, that’s fine. Second question. Do you want me to leave or to stay here by the door?”
After a pause, “what if you came in with me?”
Geralt smiles. “I can do that.”
Standing, he grabs two pillows to sit on, the comforter from the bed, and his laptop from the nightstand. He opens the closet and Jaskier, standing on one leg, wraps him in a hug. 
Later, Geralt will carry Jaskier to the car, and they’ll stop at the drive-thru on their way to get Jaskier stitches. Later, Jaskier will call a therapist to schedule an appointment. One day, Jaskier will drop a glass and sweep it up and not notice until after that nothing about it scared him. But right now, sitting in their closet with a laptop on his lap, with Geralt and the comforter wrapped around him, Jaskier dares to start feeling safe. 
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Behold! The Incredible Q!
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answermywearyquery · 1 year
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Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Han Joo Won/Lee Dong Sik (Beyond Evil) Additional Tags: Fake News Article, Like... In Universe News Article, Journalism?, this is silly, No Idea Who Is This For, POV Outsider, Humor
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LIKE FATHER (UN)LIKE SON: Family Drama at Today's Commissioner Hearing
(Or: an in-universe reporting of Han Gihwan's Commissioner Hearing, but it gets crack-ier as it goes.)
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bapydemonprincess · 2 years
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Bard’s arc where he and Lau work together... but there’s only one bed.~
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littlemsterious · 10 months
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i was thinking about that post comparing Jessica Rabbit as an asexual to Barbie and an asexual and then i thought of the Neil Gaiman post (was it a post?) about Crowley and Aziraphale being asexual sexless and then this happened.
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anyways. thoughts?
sorry it took so long I meant to do this a week ago but my brain is full of rocks.
[Image ID a three sided venn diagram. the big circles show Margot Robbie's Barbie sitting in front of a mirror, Jessica and Roger Rabbit from the poster of Who Framed Roger Rabbit, and Aziraphale and Crowley from Good Omens standing back to back. Between Barbie and Jessica Rabbit it says "sexualised by society". Between Jessica Rabbit and Aziraphale and Crowley it says "Knows what sex is". Between Aziraphale and Crowley and Barbie it says "no reproductive system(?)". the center is the asexual flag. End ID]
Also i haven't seen the Barbie movie as of this edit so at least please tag your spoilers.
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