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The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975)

Devilminin

Mylaurie sketches that I will try to finish before valentine Day. 😵

Growing pains

i need more of them😭

      IZZY HAS NEVER BEEN THE GODLY SORT, no matter how intensely his father had tried to instill the faith upon him in his youth.  &  yet when he hauls lucius’ unconscious form out of the waves, he considers voicing a prayer to any deity that might be listening that the boy is still alive. he’d been floating for a few hours ;  it was already something of a miracle that the sharks didn’t have him for their supper, that he didn’t drift farther from the ship than he did, that izzy was able to find him in the dim light of a slowly approaching sunrise.  &  it seems that someone had afforded him one more.  because before he can utter a word to anyone, lucius is awake, eyes going suddenly wide  &  terror-stricken.

                ❝ i’s all right.  you’re all right, now, ❞   he says, flinching when the boy clings to him  &  shifts some weight to his freshly bandaged foot.  his tone is rough  &  uncertain, his voice not used to offering comfort. ❝ don’'t make me regret it. ❞ why izzy had come for the scribe  —  infuriating as he had been  —  even he cannot say. he had  felled countless men on blackbeard’s orders, never once hesitated to end a life if it meant protecting edward.  but this felt different ;  lucius was no threat to anyone.  he had simply been too close to ed when he’d snapped.  in the wrong place at the wrong time.  &  as izzy helps the half-drowned man steady himself, he recognizes the familiar sensation of guilt, heavy in his gut.

            it was his fault — so the least izzy could do was save his life.

           ❝ don’t worry about the others right now. ❞ before he had finally fallen asleep clutching his empty bottle, edward had mentioned a plan to leave any who would not be useful to them on a spit of sand somewhere, but izzy knew better than to say as much to lucius.  was cooking in the sun preferable to drowning in the sea ?  izzy didn't know which was a kinder fate.  ❝ we need to get back to the ship  &  you need to find a place to hide before the captain wakes up. ❞

voice hoarse and spent,   he doesn't have the energy to shout anymore,  so he just clings to the piece of wood beneath him like a lifeline.  it's safe to say lucius is nearly terrified out of his mind:  he is alone and surrounded by open water,  again.  it's pitch black,  again.  and who the hell knows,  there might be sharks lurking nearby.  oh,  great!  now he is even more terrified.   '  please  —  guys?  anyone?  '   his scream is met with silence once again and lucius chokes on a sob,  letting his head fall weakly against the wood.  the storm has been bad enough and now he is stranded,  stuck in one of his nightmares  —  has been for what seems like forever,  when it couldn't actually have been more than a few hours.

water ripples around him,  jerking lucius awake.  and he nearly lets out another scream when he sees a shadow looming over him.  he scrambles for some excuse to spill out,  in case it's the navy,  but he doesn't need to.  he half collapses against @musecraft 's smaller,  but much steadier frame and breathes out the first relieved breath of the night,  right against his shoulder. ( found )  

'  thank god,  i thought i was going to die.  '   shivers wreck through his body now,  making it harder for him to speak,  but that doesn't deter him from cracking a weak smile.   '  aw izzy,  didn't know you  —  you cared.  '   a bit lame,  he knows,  but he thinks a near death experience should grant him some leniency.  jokes aside,  they have come quite far from their less than amicable start..  so,  did izzy actually worry about him?  he has certainly found him first,  at any rate.  reason,  however,  makes it back into his brain at last and lucius gathers himself upright.   '  wait.  what about the others?  are they okay?  ' 

i hope they’re still living their domestic fluff dreams

From Gem's stream today, at around 1hour30minute mark

STAR TREK: THE MOTION PICTURE (1979) dir. Robert Wise

jungkook is so silly 😆

gotham rewatch · 3.01 It’s a puzzle. The trick is opening it. The man at the store said it’s one of the most difficult ever made. People pass it down unsolved for generations. A mathematician once went mad trying-

GOOD OMENS "The Ball"

X-MEN 2000 | dir. Bryan Singer

Szał isokania

Callisto reciting what Penelope said before ♥️

Chapter 72

Chapter 154

😍♥️♥️

My #1 couple ever!!! Unique and gorgeous!!!❤️❤️‍🔥

I... Cannot stop

Eat, Drink, and be Married

Crick accidentally gets himself engaged to Temenos.

a.k.a. Temenos is feral and cannot be stopped

also posted to AO3 under AnkalagonDrakka

Three days after the pontiff was laid to rest, Crick and Temenos were finally given leave to return to Flamechurch. It seemed like an eternity ago that Crick had first escorted Temenos along the path to the cathedral, and now here he was, walking with the Inquisitor back to the town and it’s small parish. The mood was certainly heavier this time, and Temenos’ face was set in stoic apathy. Crick found that he couldn’t ignore how unhappy Temenos was. And it was perfectly justified, given the man had just lost a beloved mentor, and yet… He wanted to do something, say something, to draw that spark back into the cleric’s eyes. But what…?

Crick wracked his brain for a moment before he finally settled on what he thought was a safe topic. More fool him for thinking so. “Say, Temenos, I noticed some of the clergy back in Flamechurch had rings on their marriage finger.” Temenos glanced over at him from the corner of his eye and raised a brow, silently urging him to elaborate. “It’s just, I didn’t know clerics married.” Crick cringed mentally and berated himself. Why wouldn’t clerics marry? They were people just like anyone else, and it wasn’t as if the church forbade it. Stupid, Crick! Stupid!

Temenos was quiet so long that Crick thought he wasn’t going to answer. He jumped a bit when Temenos finally responded, “Mm, it’s not common, per se, but some do; for instance, if they feel a particular calling to someone. Most often, clerics and Sanctum Knights will marry each other given how much potential overlap there can be in assignments.” The Inquisitor shrugged and then cut a meaningful look at Crick that the knight, for the life of him, couldn’t decipher. “But for many, the position of a clergyman is simply too much work to try to balance with a spouse or a family, so many choose to dedicate themselves fully to the church rather than a partner.”

“Oh, I see. Then, are you not married, Temenos?” Crick assumed the work of an inquisitor must be more demanding than many of the other jobs within the church, but that didn’t mean Temenos was unattached. “I am not,” Temenos said, lifting his left hand from beneath his cape to show off his unadorned fingers. “But why the interest, Crick?”

Crick blinked and squeezed the pommel of his sword where his hand had just been resting loosely atop it, until his leather glove creaked in protest. That felt like a rather leading question, even if Temenos kept his tone light. “Oh, um, I was just curious, is all. I knew some of my superiors were married, but I didn’t know their spouses were likely clerics.” He couldn’t just say he was trying to distract Temenos, right? And he had given a plausible enough answer, he hoped that the Inquisitor wouldn’t think him strange, or worse; simple.

“Curious, you say?” It was just a small thing, the way Temenos’ eyes narrowed and his mouth quirked up, but he suddenly looked unsettlingly devious and sly, like a fox in the hencoop. It immediately put Crick on edge. This was exactly what Crick wanted, to see some spirit return to the Inquisitor, but did he have to look so… ominous? “Could it be you wished to know so that you might initiate a proposal of your own?”

Crick choked and nearly tripped over his own feet. “W-what!?”

“My, my, how forward of you, my little lamb; how bold!” Temenos cried, pressing a hand against his chest and leaning against Crick in a mock swoon. “And we’ve only just met!” Oh, Gods help him, what had he done!? He had no clue if Temenos was serious or just having him on, but he had to put a stop to this right away. “No! That’s not what I—”

“Very well, I accept,” Temenos chirped, looking as cheery as he had the day Crick met him not even a week ago. “How could I refuse such an offer from a strong, handsome knight like yourself?” Temenos reached out to pat Crick’s cheek with a soft hand before he spun around and skipped down the path. The man was honest to Aelfric skipping now, laughing merrily as he pulled ahead of Crick, the head of his staff gleaming in the dappled light as he went.

Crick tripped after him, pale and flushed and sweating all at once. “Temenos, wait!”

Temenos kept talking as if he hadn’t heard Crick at all, already laying out plans for a marriage Crick had never actually meant to propose. “Now, I would prefer a winter wedding, myself, but I am certainly open to suggestions.” He tossed a look over his shoulder back at Crick and, sounding both condescending and overjoyed, said, “And don’t you worry, little lamb, we can stop at the jewelers as soon as we get back to town so you can make a proper proposal.”

Crick gaped, absolutely gobsmacked. He was pretty sure Temenos wasn’t joking now. He wasn’t even trying to keep up with Temenos anymore, and eventually came to a complete stop in the middle of the path as Temenos’ laughter and skipping footsteps faded before him. It was official. The Inquisitor was actually insane. And apparently Crick was engaged to marry him now. By all the Gods, what had he just gotten himself into? He had just wanted to lift Temenos’ spirit a bit.

Well, he’d lifted his spirit alright. Maybe a little too well.

This had to be a conflict of interest, he was sure of it, especially with an investigation going on. But apparently that meant nothing to Temenos, who had already proven to be morally questionable at best. But there were worse people to get accidentally engaged to, right? Right? Crick shook his head and began walking again, dazed. He was pretty sure that man was going to give him an ulcer. Or a heart attack.

Gods, he was so screwed, wasn’t he?

insane about them

FIRST KANAPHAN as SAND & KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as RAY

in ep. 3 of ONLY FRIENDS (2023)

CRIMINAL MINDS 2.09 'The Last Word'