people need to understand that some people just don’t like talking it has nothing to do with u so don’t take it personally like some people just aren’t talkers and they’ll probably never text u first or initiate a conversation and it’s not because they don’t like u it’s just that they don’t think to say anything bc they’re comfortable with not saying anything
No time to worry about brushstroke accuracy when the colors so hard to control! I just hope not too out of control… I hope you like it, bb. <3
Let me tell you about Dragonchild!Merlin. Having powerful wings and beautiful scales, his kind has been hunted to extinction by bounty hunters and magic-haters alike. He lives high up in the mountains and together with his dragons watches over the creatures of the realm. While on a quest Prince Arthur somehow wanders into Merlin’s dwelling despite the magical wards he has all over the place.
There’s also a sadder version wherein Uther finds what he thinks is a dragon egg but that hatches a magical child instead. When he is old enough to walk, kid!Merlin is held in the stone caves under the castle (with Kil?). One day kid!Arthur wanders into his dark little world and they become sort-of friends, and years and years later maybe there’s a war — and what could possibly be Merlin’s only chance at freedom.
Headcanons inspired by Maleficent and In the Flesh (the irises!). Sorry that was a bit long. Also if these fics already exist please do point me in their direction, thanks! xD
the saddest thing ever is erik’s face when he turns around and sees that the bullet hit charles
The Cherik fandom really does have the best tags. Honestly, how can one disagree with such exceptional tags: Erik Logic Is The Best Logic; Charles You Slut; Erik Is Not A Happy Bunny; Honestly Charles What Are You Thinking; Erik Is Crushing Harder Than a 12-year Old Girl; Charles Xavier Has a Ph.D In Adorable; Emotionally Crippled Erik Is Fun To Read; Charles Is A Big Dorkface.
This is why I want to work on television
No one will ever convince me that he is not wearing Charles’ spare clothes. It’s the headcannon that comforts me from the angst that was this film.
OK, perhaps Hank’s pants though.
I always think of Charles’ blue shirt