tagging it even if it's not


Gillian Anderson behind the scenes of “The Truth.” I have little idea what is happening, but it’s kind of great?

“pat,” patton breathed out, staring at himself in the mirror. “patton, i hope you know that you’re… you’re wonderful. we’re good people. we’re also incredibly handsome…” patton trailed off, before cupping his cheek with one hand.

“may i?” he murmured. his reflection nodded, so he let his eyes flutter shut as he leant in. the surface was cold and the kiss was messy, but at least patton could finally learn the one thing he had been holding back on…



anonymous asked:

Peter Parker loves cuddles and he deserves them

peter wants cuddles literally all the time, to the point that he has to sleep with three pillows: one for his head, one to hold like a person, and another to fling one of his legs over so it feels like he’s wrapped around someone. boy loves cuddles, boy is Hooked™ on cuddles

@s0tc tagged: #let ‘em smooch in this pretty long post.

What can I say, I never pass up drawing a good smooch ;D I hope this is ok!I need to practice smooches so ^^

Another (Almost) Sleepless Night

{ayyy its ya enby back at it with the shitty fanfic! this one was sitting in my drafts for like a month, not even kidding. it was gonna be longer but i lost motivation for the rest, so ¯\_(ツ)_/ ¯. what can you do about it.

anyways, this is based off of one of @lao-paperman ’s comics, bc theyre brilliant. check out their blog, its a good one!

ao3 link!}


Merlin sighed and turned around, attempting to put a smile on his face that probably came out as more of a grimace.

“Yes, Arthur?” he gritted out, irritation flooding his senses. Merlin had already been tasked with gathering firewood, making dinner, and setting up camp, and he was tired. He hated going hunting in the first place, but then having to make camp and dinner for the knights and himself? That was just too much. All he wanted to do at this point was to go back to his bedroll and sleep.

“You’re on watch tonight.”

Oh joy, yet another task that meant staying up and being vigilant. He sighed again, and rather reluctantly replied with a yes, irritation apparent in his voice. He turned from the last bedroll he had finished unrolling and looked around for a tree to sit against. He surveyed the camp as he sat down, making eye contact with Gwaine, whose expression was sorry and sheepish on Arthur’s behalf.

Merlin rolled his eyes at Arthur’s back, then closed them and leaned his head back against the tree. This was going to be a long night.

About an hour later, Merlin heard a rustling coming from his left, and half-opened his eyes to see what it was. A couple of the other knights were still awake and talking quietly to his right, so he wasn’t worried about a possible dangerous creature. What he certainly wasn’t expecting, though, was the sudden lapful of Camelotian king he got, Arthur’s face pressed into his leg, his hands loosely holding Merlin and clasped together behind Merlin’s back. Merlin smiled softly, too tired to be annoyed at the gigantic prat.

“Why did I prepare your bed if you’re just going to use me instead?” he asked, lips twitching up into a half smile.

“Shut up, Merlin!” Arthur huffed, voice sounding both muffled by Merlin’s leg and exhausted.

“Fine, but don’t you dare start snoring, sire!”

Gwaine looked up from where he and Percival were supposed to be sleeping, and wrinkled his nose.

“They know we’re here too, don’t they?” he said aloud, not necessarily looking for an answer.

Merlin wrinkled his nose and stuck out his tongue at Gwaine, as Percival simply said, “You heard the king, shut up.”

Gwaine shook his head and grinned as he lowered himself back down onto his bedroll, snuggling up to his boyfriend.

Merlin shook his head and looked down at the sleeping blond laying in his lap, admiring the way the firelight glanced off his golden locks, before deciding he wanted to play with Arthur’s hair and no one could stop him (except Arthur, but he didn’t dwell on that).

As it would turn out, apparently Arthur really liked his hair being played with, because as soon as Merlin starting messing with his hair, he let out a sigh, relaxed his body, and burrowed his face further into Merlin’s leg. Merlin smirked, but the smirk changed to a soft smile at the contented noises Arthur was making in his sleep. As he played with Arthur’s hair, the repetitive movement slowly lulled him into a restful slumber against the tree, with the warm weight of Arthur in his lap.

anyway my friend in psychology and i stayed up a little to talk and stuff and i was saying how after class he didnt take the train with us (with mE because we both go down at the same station and its like,, theres this station where all your friends would get off and i’d just be alone for another few stations and sometimes i get lonely lol but point is he doesnt take the train with us period) and it wasnt like i was upset or making fun of him, i was just purely making an observation

and he started off with

‘being around people makes me anxious’ and he laughed and then continued with ‘like im used to taking the train alone so when i have to take with friends its like shit what do i say what do we talk about’ and never, in my life, have i ever related to something so hard,, and i just,,,,,, 


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Jane the Virgin

Life is full of tough moments, you have to fight for what you want.

So highkey I got really emotionally attached to @misterpoofofficial ’s oc for allura’s mother and ???? I was originally going to draw her but my skills can only go so far. So I opted for a screen cap edit thing ???

Original screen cap under the cut

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