More Firelight Viktor With Ekko Because It's All I Can Think About

people say the Brucie Wayne persona isn’t believable but if I caught Bruce Wayne drunkenly lying under a desk in an office he shouldn’t have access to with a ream of secure documents and he replied to my “Mr. Wayne?” with “Mr. Wayne was my father—oh god, my father” and then started sobbing, I would 100% back away and leave him alone. like that shit would work on me every time.

I am just a dog with a thorn in its paw and time is the little girl that finally draws me out of the bushes

yeah sometimes things get really painful but have you considered that sometimes you're the hissing, starving cat in an alleyway and the world is the soothing shushing that coaxes you into the warmth because sometimes, you can't always see how the scary thing might be the thing that heals you

ah yes just me, my partner, and his crippling fear of disappearing from this world without ever accomplishing anything worthwhile

no but even viktor's desire to be remembered could be viewed to be coming from loneliness. when I die, would anyone notice?

Happy International Asexuality Day!!! 🖤🩶🤍💜

i promised you 🦋

(crossposting from x, bsky, & ig)

If Mel and Jayce had a little more time to talk…

Aftermath:

Damn can’t believe cosmic yaoi got me to draw for the first time in a year.

(Inspired by @sucredemar’s post about Jayce’s revenge dress fit)

my favorite timestuck dynamic

Fiddleford was okay with not knowing definitively whether the world was ruled by science or by scripture, but when his head went through that portal he realized what he and Stanford were doing wasn’t natural for either

the thing about fiddleford is imagine this small town farm boy. born and raised in rural tennessee, all he knows is raising pigs and slaughtering pigs and serving up pigs at the dinner table where they say grace before each and every meal. his world is so small but he knows there's something bigger out there and maybe it's god but maybe it's something else so he goes to college far away from everything he's ever known. and maybe he's the first in his family to ever do it, maybe everybody is so proud of him or more likely theyre cursing his name for abandoning the family business and going off to live some heretic pagan lifestyle. but it's okay because he's found that bigger thing and it's not god but it's this strange city boy who's so alike him in ways that he never thought possible. it's this city boy who listens to him when he spouts crackpot theories and thinks he's onto something and sits all night with him until they hack it and the feeling of being heard and seen and believed is so incredible that he didn't even realise this city boy has six fingers on each hand until theyre high fiving at some unholy hour of the morning and frankly that makes him all the more special. and maybe that's love but he pushes that down because he knows what happens to men who fall in love with other men. and then college is over and the city boy moves on to bigger and better things and suddenly he's alone again. so he moves to california and he gets married and he has a son and he KNOWS he loves them he KNOWS he does but it doesn't feel the same. so when he gets the phonecall and that feeling comes rushing back of course he says yes, of course he drops everything, of course he doesnt think twice because how else is he going to feel like that again ? and for a while everything is perfect again until it's not. until it's scary, until it's keeping him awake at night, until it's starting to feel a whole lot like a punishment from god. he had his chance to stay in tennessee, he had his chance to raise a family who he could provide for. but instead he went looking for something bigger than god, and he found it, and now he has to live with the consequences.

the older I get, the better I understand why lesbians say that their gender is lesbian

Last post of the year (had to be Sevika)