Trigger Warning: Suicide

Hey! We are designing three new themed Pride Knights pin collections. For the second collection we thought it would be fun to have the knights relaxing and exploring. We need your feedback! Which designs do you like the most?

Viktor gave Jayce the same stone 2 times, and both times he did it after saving his life...

#this vexes me #affectionate

On Shiro’s 40th Birthday Pidge makes him new arm that looks just like his own, reminding him about old times.

Finally managed to finish this hc gosh I really need to organize my ideas 

“What’s your favorite ship?”

“Oh you know, the ship where one of them is blonde (lighter) and the other is brunette (darker). And they are completely different, in so many ways, yet depend on each other to survive. Time after time they conquer their obstacles together and it just makes me feel fuzzy to see them together. The way they interact and look at each other, it’s what makes me love them so much.”

“....could you be a bit more specific?”

“All of them.”

HaiKaveh AU

All I'm saying is Jayce Talis is a bisexual polyamorous man who has a type and that type is just, Higher Beings. His type is just Jesus Christ. Bro straight up wants to fuck God

Edit: damn bisexuals found this post hello y'all hope you have a nice day the post reached its target audience

#oh my #why he kinda #I'd let him

Fordsy redraws ;)

🏳️‍🌈!!!

🏳️‍🌈?

everyone should have a balanced diet of both good music and music that fucking sucks. it's healthy. get over it.

Happy Halloween. For the trick or treat prompts a merlin au where Arthur has magic.

He doesn’t tell anyone, because he’s not an idiot. It’s little at first, things moving around him, weird dreams, things that he doesn’t think about or understand when he’s a kid. 

And when he’s old to understand, he’s old enough to know he’s something his father hates, he’s old enough to already be training with the sword, so he understands discipline, understands control, and it’s not easy to apply that to his magic, but it is simple. He learns slowly, learns the things he needs most, thing things that are easiest to hide and most worth the risk. 

He teaches himself healing, mostly. It’s one of the few things he can parse from the books everyone pretends Gaius doesn’t keep. 

The he meets Merlin, who might as well be wearing a sign around his neck that announces he’s a wizard and develops a near permanent headache. 

After the first couple of weeks, he can’t take it anymore. 

“Look,” he says, when Merlin sets breakfast on his table, “I get Camelot is new to you, and everything, but you have to be more subtle than this. I won’t be able to save you when my father chops off your head.” He’s tried. The fire illusion spells are simple enough, but the transportation and replacement ones  are out of his grasp. 

Merlin pales. “What? I don’t-”

Arthur rolls his eyes and waves his hand towards the open door. It swings closed and locks itself. 

He’s pretty sure Merlin isn’t even breathing right now, and that’s fine, he knows a spell for that. 

“If I can keep from spilling me secret to the whole castle, you can too,” he says seriously, “please develop a single subtle bone in your body.” 

“I think I’m dreaming,” Merlin says faintly. 

Arthur throws his apple at him. 

“Ow!”