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december 8th
happy birthday, immortal king
There’s a lot going on in the world right now.
You may remember from our Red, White, and Royal Blue episode that we talked about how lovely the world would be if Ellen Claremont had actually been president, so we hope that this Fave Quote Friday invokes a little of that feeling for you.
Something good is coming, friends; believe with us. ❤️💙
64 for rwrb :D
64. “Did they hurt you?”
(This is probably not what you had in mind).
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Alex has principles.
This is not what Nora calls them. She prefers impulses driven by faulty logic. June, more directly, calls them the result of dumbassery that is your birthright as a younger brother.
But ok, Alex thinks he’s noble. An American hero, if you will. Because he is saving the taxpayers’ valuable money from funding a fucking suite for a turkey.
And yes, Nora, he knows how this went last year. Yes, June, he doesn’t see another option here. Yes, the turkey is in his room again.
But it should’ve been fine, because Henry’s supposed to be in his room. Henry, his handsome, doting boyfriend, who is also a literal prince. Isn’t that what princes do? Save the day and shit?
But Henry left to get a glass of water thirty minutes ago, and the White House is big, but it’s not a fucking palace. Alex fires off a text: WHERE ARE YOU??? EMERGENCY.
Because the turkey is staring at Alex. It’s a sure, you’ll pardon me, but what about all my turkey friends? I will avenge them stare. Alex is sure of it.
Within minutes, Henry rushes into the room the way someone does when they’re told it’s an emergency. He looks at Alex, then the turkey, then at Alex again. “Oh, for fuck’s sake.”
“He’s staring at me.”
With a grave seriousness, Henry approaches Alex and places both hands on his cheeks. “Did they hurt you?”
“I actually hate you.”
“I knew this day would come. I’m the son of James Bond, you know. I must fight for my love in an epic battle.”
(Alex notices, not for the first time, that Henry brings his dad up casually now. That’s good, right? He knows you never stop grieving, but maybe there’s healing–)
The turkey moves, Alex yelps, and Henry laughs like an asshole.
“Come here,” Henry says, moving his hands from Alex’s cheeks to his waist. He pulls Alex in so that he’s holding him. “I’ll protect you, sweetheart.”
Alex tilts his chin up to kiss him, then reconsiders.
“What?” Henry asks.
“It just feels wrong,” Alex says. “In front of the turkey. Like I should protect their innocence.”
“The innocence of the creature you’re convinced is going to murder you?”
Alex nods as though to say: yes, of course.
“Alex, you have never protected anyone’s innocence in your life.”
Alex grins. “Well, when you put it that way.”
They kiss, and Alex is glad he has impulses driven by faulty logic, as well as a certain level of dumbassery.
If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have this.
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just a few things (and canon divergences) about henry:
he doesn’t have his own, personal, social media. he’s not allowed. but he does use pez’s occasionally, and he has a few accounts under fake names.
he doesn’t drive much, save for on very empty, remote roads.
(the fact that he rarely drives has made him... not the greatest at it, so that’s fun.)
henry is, predictably, a bit of a tea snob, which has created a wide and varying tea collection. he usually has a cup with every meal and at every available opportunity in between.
henry can, and often does, get through a book a day if he doesn’t have anything pressing to do. he’s a voracious reader, and not just for the sake of appearances, it’s something he genuinely enjoys and serves as a way to cope when he’s in a bad spot.
he rarely cries, and if he is crying, it’s safe to assume something’s either very wrong or he’s very comfortable with the person/people he’s with.
(bea and pez have seen henry cry the most, and will probably always hold that record. they’re two of his most important people.)
he owns an absurd number of sweaters for lounging around in. not that he gets to lounge, often.
if he could live primarily off of tea and jaffa cakes, he absolutely would.
how’d that feel? ‘cause it looked like it felt. . . really good.
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[ Hi I’m Sunshine and I’m actually feeling, mentally, less like trash for the first time in half a year. You may all thank Jinx The Cat for that, and also the fact that life is stabilizing to some degree. Anyway! Hi. Hello. I’m here, I’m going to be vaguely around on all the blogs instead of just… hiding in my animoos. I plan on posting a couple of things about canon divergence in a bit, primarily for Henry. Also y’all should 100% ask me for pictures of my cat. Kthx see you around the dash! ]
how’d that feel? ‘cause it looked like it felt. . . really good.
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i thought, this is the most incredible thing i have ever seen, and i had better keep it a safe distance away from me. i thought, if someone like that ever loved me, it would set me on fire. and then i was a careless fool, and i fell in love with you anyway.
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Obtuse fucking asshole
Hi. Friendly reminder that Magnus, enigmatic immortal who’s watched multiple long-term partners age and die, is not afraid of commitment. He’s, perhaps too, comfortable with the knowledge that he’s going to outlive his mortal loves. This has been his lot in life for centuries, and he can make peace with it (to a degree). He’ll commit so hard it’ll knock your socks off. You just have to be worth that pain, and willing to stick it out with him, first.
You know who IS bi? Magnus muh-fuggin Bane. You who who’s definitely NOT bi? Alexander Gideon Lightwood.
Fuck it. I have, like, no icons for him and I need to remake them all anyway, but like this for... something from Magnus.
Tom at the LFF premiere of The King | via depp | 03/10/2019
Red, White & Royal Blue + Lover comparisons 13/?
“I’m saying that I have … people … who interest me,” Henry says, turning his body toward Alex now, speaking with a fumbling pointedness, as if it means something. “But I shouldn’t pursue them. At least not in my position.”
Are they too drunk to communicate in English? He wonders distantly if Henry knows any Spanish.
“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” Alex says.
“You don’t?”
“No.”
“You really don’t?”
“I really, really don’t.”
Henry’s whole face grimaces in frustration, his eyes casting skyward like they’re searching for help from an uncaring universe. “Christ, you’re as thick as it gets,” he says, and he grabs Alex’s face in both hands and kisses him.