I, CARRION

emperor of rome (self-diagnosed)

Charlemagne.

anyone heard of QT Library??!? got any physical queer books that need a new home?

@qtlibrary is a new lending library & sober space in Boston, and they’re currently building up their collection! You can learn how to donate here.

QLL may be a fully digital library but we love our sibling physical queer library spaces too~

two old guys who have like a weird gay thing going on is the best

theres a difference between being gay and having a weird gay thing going on. its complicated

big fan of when grief drives characters to do fucked up things that are ultimately pointless and do more harm than good rather than just like. going to therapy

when a powerful figure is reduced to kneeling. when the lord is forced to bow. when the exile stumbles into an unwelcoming bar. when the “beast” is chained by their horns. when a god is dragged behind their enemy’s chariot, a captive and trophy. when the loyal “guard dog” character is muzzled and the silver-tongued thief falls silent in horror.

that’s the shit

it’s about the contrapasso. the reversal of roles and the sudden, plunging terror of being unable to hide.

in another life, I would have loved nothing more than to kill people with hammers with you

hunk of parmesan: i'm getting so small! 😁 keep going! i wonder if i can get even smaller 😯

microplane, getting more and more delirious with lust as my knuckles get closer to it: he's ruight

Astarion articulates the word "Cazador" with the ardent fervor of someone who physically couldn't say it before. I don't think the spawn were permitted to address him by name, but with the thrall broken, Astarion can call him by name and he will do so with venom.

my favorite thing about the painting Saturn Devouring His Son is that Goya didn’t name any of his Black Paintings and died before their discovery so we just assumed that’s what the painting was depicting. like we’re just hoping that this painting we found in Goya’s dining room of a terrible giant eating a beheaded corpse is a depiction of Saturn eating his kid. praying, even.

critically jacking off to this problematic fic in a scholarly manner

Gale be like “it’s called a wonder for the magic in life you should learn about it”

thanks man

cosmic horror (god loves you too much and keeps resurrecting you)

my partner doesn’t use pet names nearly as much as i do, which is very funny because i will crack my gay little knuckles and say some shit like “good morning my sun and moon, my loveliest boy, my baby my sweetheart my darling dearest” and he will reply “hello adrian”

shipping win! they have different but equally terrible coping mechanisms

[ID: shipping dynamic drawing of a hunched, stressed person in indigo labeled "visibly suffering. absolutely haunted" being patted on the shoulder by a smiling person in yellow labeled "also suffering but just represses it 100%"]

hey man there’s a, uh, strange guy outside. Yeah i think he might be bisexual as well