Main cast are Goncharov himself, his wife Katya (née Michailov), and Andrey
One side character is named Mario Ambrosini. He is described as a “sad boi” and is involved in gambling.
Set in Naples and involving a drug ring/mafia. The plot seems to involve Russian organized crime attempting to get a foothold in Italy.
There is a Boat Scene. Katya survives via resourcefulness.
Andrey and Goncharov have a substantial amount of homoeroticism. Andrey also has an internet in Katya. This forms a true love triangle.
At some point, Katya threatens to shoot Goncharov. This is framed as a Girlboss Moment.
There is also a Beer Bottle Scene.
Katya fakes her death.
I was trying to make a hermes design but I'm not sure about it
It’s kind funny when I see ppl draw modern katara and sokka being really fashionable like theses are Inuit kids living on the rez
just some lads, being fellows
Germany, 2020, Merthur
I’ll start. U.S. 2015. ArMor.
one of the most relatable and useful things someone once said to me is that what saved her from her own ideation was the knowledge that suicide is always an option.
And this runs counter to what is very often told, and I’m certainly not saying that that narrative is wrong. There are people that absolutely need to hear that suicide is Never an option.
But when you’ve been in those particular trenches for so long, the old sayings start to wear thin.
So what this person talked about was, the knowledge that she could theoretically always kill herself made it easier to postpone. Sure she could have killed herself this morning, but then she wouldn’t be out getting coffee with her friend. And she can always do it tonight.
But maybe tonight doesn’t work either because what she wants more than to be dead is to be warm in bed. So she’ll sleep on it. Maybe next week after seeing her friend’s musical.
And maybe that musical gives her the strength she needs to hold out for a bit longer, to scrape just a bit more joy from the world.
And maybe in two months it comes back, and she can’t do it anymore. But well, two months ago wasn’t the only time, she can always do it next month. Might as well wait for spring, the flowers are only just starting to come out.
So hey, maybe you could kill yourself. But you’re a long time dead with not a lot to do, so might as well scrape some more joy and excitement and interest and disappointment and music and grief and community and warmth from this world while you’re in it.
There’s always the possibility of something around the corner. Be curious and stay safe loves <3 (love heart.)
Once again, I feel the November coming.
I feel it’s cold grasp,
slowly trying to crawl under my skin,
spreading through my body like a sly disease.
At first, I did not even notice the changes.
The way my grin became more of a light smile,
The way my reflection always looks tired,
The way I crave the poets words,
just to feel someone else’s melancholy.
But than it hit me.
My body feels empty,
My soul is numb and lost,
My mind yearns for hibernation,
just to find rest and peace.
November hurts.
November leaves you feeling more alone than ever.
November is the month of the poets and the Sorrowed.
November is where I belong.
Kilgarrah : I told Merlin that the fate of the entire Kingdom rests on his shoulders and that everyone is trying to kill Arthur who will die if he does not use the entirety of his power to protect him
Lancelot, Gwaine, Percival, Elyan, Arthur, Gwen : You fucked up a perfectly good warlock is what you did. Look at him. He’s paranoid.
Queen, King, Knight
For @merlintarotfest
I'm getting emotional on my lunch break thinking about merthur and Stonehenge again.
In druid folklore, the winter solstice (Alban Arthan) represents Arthur’s return. And Stonehenge was built to frame the winter solstice sunrise. And according to Geoffrey of Monmouth's legend, Merlin built Stonehenge as a memorial for the dead.
Is this not the most romantic image you've ever seen?
Brainrottttt.
Pain in Paradise GOD LOVE IN PARADISE IS SUCH A GOOD SONG OMG Like holy heck, the moment i heard it, I HAD to draw!!! LIKE HAD TO THE PAIN, THE ANGUISH, THE DEPTH AHHHHHHHHHHH