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[holyhorror1885]

I really want to see Ryan and Naim immediately post cannon working retail or something

[withdevovotion]

australian queer horror got me fucked up !! work in progress

[no-chair]

highly recommend everyone watches Leviticus:)

[no-chair]

My experience watching Leviticus the second time after drawing this and realising I couldn't remember what shoes they were wearing

[thewisestdino]

Leviticus 2026 fanart 0.0

[gnawu]

leviticus moodboard

[seniorloser]

[seniorloser]

I like them

[kowuhki]

Me when I’m so hashtag trendy and am rotted over Leviticus

[axolone]

leviticus 2026 study.

[koolwago]

Niall & Naim , Leviticus (2026) / Half Man (2026)

[hak0vevo]

someone has a visitor…

[holyhorror1885]

Did anyone else notice Naims necklace with the ring on it? When I first watch I thought it was like his dad’s wedding ring or something, but I was kind of confused on if his dad died or left? Was to busy staring at Naim beautiful face

[holyhorror1885]

It has been brought to my attention that the director confirmed it’s his dads ring! And towards the end of the movie he’s wearing it on his finger instead.

I really want to know more about Tom Reid! How did he die! What was his relationship with Naim!

[holyhorror1885]

What if we levitakissed 🫪👉🏻👈🏻

[holyhorror1885]

Did anyone else notice Naims necklace with the ring on it? When I first watch I thought it was like his dad’s wedding ring or something, but I was kind of confused on if his dad died or left? Was to busy staring at Naim beautiful face

[ashikaga-wisteria]

I hope someone writes an outsider POV, because I keep thinking about all the friends and acquaintances they make after they run away and how they see Ryan and Naim attached to the hip 24/7 and think “those two sure are disgustingly in love”. But then Naim has a whole panic attack when he can’t find Ryan one day and they can’t so much as go to the bathroom without each other, so hey maybe it’s a bit of a toxic relationship and their friends think they need to stage an intervention. The little things start pilling up, how they sometimes show up with fresh bruises and cuts and wave off the concern with half-baked explanations, how Ryan randomly asks other people if they can see Naim when he’s been standing there the whole time, how Naim refuses to go outside at all when he can’t find his lighter, etc etc. I don’t know, the idea has a lot of potential. Even the average person is weirded out by them lmao.

Maybe one of those times they actually witness the entity attacking Ryan or something and they try to help them get rid of or manage the curse better. It’d be nice to write about them finally finding some support in their community 🤧

[welosteverything]

ryan loves using terms of endearment on naim, calls him baby, sweetheart, babe, love, never raises his voice at naim even when they fight but also never says i love you because he's terrified of things becoming too real.

naim never calls ryan anything other than his name (and the occasional dick, cunt, asshole but he never means it), but he's the first to say i love you between the two of them, because he's brave like that.

ryan is the more protective one out of them two, but naim is brave enough for the both of them when it comes down to things like that.

[dykekarkat]

small thing im playing around w for a pre canon ryan pov 👻 oooo u wanna go watch leviticus so bad oooo 👻

He doesn’t notice him at first. The new kid is small– not just physically– like a flower that wilts in the shade, searching for what kills it. He doesn’t have any friends, not that Ryan can tell. He can count the amount of times he’s heard his voice on one hand.

Ryan doesn’t know why he watches, why he’s suddenly so grateful for the desks he chose in the beginning of the year, mostly in the back, while Naim is forced to sit up front. Naim is an average student, better than most of the dickheads Ryan chats with on the day to day, but he never pushes for more. Ryan watches him, and wonders if his hair is as soft as it looks, different from the curls he tugs in a bruising grip when the urge strikes him. Or when the stone does he supposes.

He sits in front of him in church too, looking uncomfortable and entirely forced to be sat in the pew. His mother always sits to his left, and Ryan can tell that she truly believes it; the bullshit Hunter’s father spews, just like his old man.

He doesn’t think Naim believes in any of it; he thinks maybe Naim hates it here as much as he does. He wonders if he could convince Naim to steal a crucifix with him, to unplug the godforsaken instruments that assault his ears each week, to make out with him in the bathroom instead.

Ryan shakes the thought out of his head. He doesn’t– he doesn’t know if Naim is like him or not, but he feels eyes on him at times. A stare burning into his back in the few classes where he has to sit up front. Big brown eyes glued to his arms during pickup games out back; Ryan ignores the increase of muscle tanks in his rotation of clothes.

At night, he wonders if Naim would be as hard to push down as Hunter, if he would leave bruises for Ryan to press on at 3 am, his very own penance.

He doesn’t think so.

The desire that blooms in his stomach when he thinks of the careful way Naim navigates the world, still clumsy, but with a gentleness Ryan thought was beaten out of boys their age, well, it’s terrifying, and better left untouched.