#[ his boys... not that he'd admit....

[manicpixiejinxgirl]

Ambessa is a deadbeat dad and Silco is a struggling single mother btw if you even care

[jazzkrebber]

plot twist that the only reason Kaz was able to recognize Sturmhond as Nikolai was because Kaz based his entire reputation on him and is secretly a huge fanboy

[queercontrarian]

i can't figure out what i think is worse

lucien and tamlin already being close friends by the time amarantha comes around and their friendship slowly deteriorating under the curse, the hopelessness, tamlin's issues and the unspoken guilt he feels for what amarantha did to lucien

or

lucien and tamlin barely knowing each other before the curse, being friendly but not overly familiar, lucien stepping up to defend the high lord who took a chance on him only to get beaten down so brutally, them slowly growing closer through the years as they watch their friends fall around them until all they have left is each other

[winepresswrath]

i am absolutely a nicki girl by the way it's just that much like show!lestat my love for him is so pure he doesn't even have to be hot. he can be an ugly crier with a floppy lil wig it only inspires tenderness.

[dnangelic]

1: recognize you're boring

2: recognize whatever isn't boring about you is wrong and frightening

3: recognize none of it might ever change

4: recognize you're completely, utterly lost and alone

5: keep moving.

[triglycercule]

tricycle... no.1 horror glazer... you're the one i trust most with this so... what should be an ideal first date with horror?

ideally a normal person would never date him because he'd just say what the fuck to any attempts at romance or laugh his ass off you for trying to flirt with him and embarrass you with just how hard he's laughing. Unfortunately You are Not a normal person what-have-i-unleashed,,,, so,,,,,

STEP ONE: GAIN HIS TRUST. HOW DO YOU DO THIS. PAPYRUS IS THE KEY. FIGURE IT OUT

STEP TWO: PROVE YOURSELF NOT A PATHETIC LOSER. HOW DO YOU DO THIS. DO SOMETHING NICE FOR HORROR THAT HE WONT JUST LOOK AT YOU WEIRDLY FOR (like offering him (ideally sealed so he wont crash out over the smell) food so he can see wait,,, you have some strange form of kindness in your heart. whats wrong with you.)

STEP THREE: KEEP PROVING YOUR KINDNESS. YOU NEED TO RAISE YOUR AFFECTION LEVEL TO AT LEAST 75 WITH HORROR FOR HIM TO EVEN CONSIDER DROPPING HIS WALLS AND GOING ON A DATE WITH YOU

STEP FOUR: TAKE HIM SOMEWHERE NICE, QUIET AND CLASSY THAT HE WOULD LIKE. PERHAPS SOMEWHERE WITH STARS. PERHAPS AN AQUARIUM. PERHAPS TO GO FRUIT PICKING OR GO TO A GARDEN. really just anything that's calming and chill and also not too triggering for him

STEP FIVE: PROFIT. i am not a selfshipper but to me i must imagine that even getting to know horror is like taming a really really REALLY distrustful fucking animal. psspspspspsp cmereeee cmere cmere ive got treaaats :3333 but like any old tv show parent i must advise you to STAY AWAY from horror,,,, keep him out of your drama.... or ELSE (shotgun sounds) (/silly)

[coridotmp3]

i'm always thinking about jake as ice's son btw

[sysig]

This is a very serious story about a man named Stanley (Patreon)

[dynamics-of-an-asteroid]

do you think andrew could have been nominated for an oscar?

I honestly think he had a solid chance before award season started. His name was top five of everyone's lists, and he even did some of the pre-award show press gigs like the roundtable discussion and the actors on actors series. Then as the award season progressed after the Golden Globes and he didn't make the Emmys or the Critic's Choice awards, that's when he went from definite top five to a strong alternate to the top five with Barry Keoghan and Leonardo DiCaprio thrown in the mix with him.

The nail in the coffin was the lack of a BAFTA nomination, though. If the market (British) his movie should ideally do the best in didn't stand up for him and go "Listen - we know the movie is limited run and even that's not officially out everywhere yet - but he is that good and one of the best we have to offer", then who else was? I was telling some other people on here the day the nominations dropped that was the one award I wasn't even worried about because I thought that was a no brainer. Like, the night before the announcement I actually checked the website because they're a few hours ahead of me to see if the names were listed yet. Instead I found some pictures, posted those, and went to bed saying I'd just reblog the news when I woke up. So imagine my confusion in the morning when I saw the ENTIRE internet was scratching its head about what happened.

After that, there was a slight chance the academy would do a 'passion pick' of sorts since his performance was so universally adored from fans and critics alike. But the best actor race was tight this year, and the little extra nugget of Oscar bait he carried with him (being the first gay person to win best actor for playing a gay person) wasn't going to be enough to push him across the line. It felt very much like all the voting bodies said "we enjoyed your performance immensely, buuuut we already have who we want (and truth be told had since the start of the season)", and he was kept in the conversation that long because it would have been dubious not to have him in it to begin with.

I wasn't deluding myself to think he could have won (this was always gonna be Cillian's to lose), I just wanted him nominated. He deserved at least that. But this will not be the last time he's in the running - trust and believe.

[howthesleeplesswander]

There is nothing more wholly asinine and laughable than this. Nothing The Balladeer would rather avoid than giving this complete moron any more attention, any more of a reason to fluff his feathers. To feel... important.

But this was a problem mostly in himself, wasn't it? Childe had become important. Horribly, disgustingly, devastatingly important.

And when someone managed to wriggle their way into that position, apparently that meant giving a damn about these trivial, utterly foolish things.

Ugh. Kill him.

Scaramouche despises the amount of thought he's put into this. As equally as he despises that his conclusion is so stupidly simple. So when Childe rounds that turn in the winding paths of the Sumeru forest, he leaps into action without missing a beat (beyond, perhaps, a quiet sigh).

From a thick branch in an even thicker tree, he descends with a charged orb of Electro nested in his palm. Scaramouche unleashes it at his target with a sharp flick of his wrist, lands in the brush several lengths ahead of him with a soft thud.

Childe will dodge it. This, Scaramouche knows in confidence. And if he doesn't? Just as well.

"I heard today's a special day of some sort," he crows as he rises to his feet. The Balladeer looks at the oaf who cursed this world on such a day so many years ago, gaze sparkling with challenge, expectation—the things he allows it to show that veil absolutely everything else. As if in promise, his fingers flutter in the air beside him, sparks bounding between thin digits. "Supposedly, that means we ought to make it something memorable. What do you think?"

// ... h-happy... birthday, childe??? Enjoy some roughhousing and sparring with your tiny bf ??? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (but also we love the precious boy and hope he has a wonderful day! ;w;)

Answered! || @balladccr

((ahHHH his tiny bf knew exactly what he'd want for his bday!! 😭 just a casual, loving duel between boyfs asfjlkds SUCH DORKS 🥺❤️))

This was the first birthday he'd spent in Sumeru.

He made a point to return home for his siblings' birthdays when he could. (Or, at the very least, to send them something extravagant—ordering his subordinates to deliver gifts to his family's doorstep as soon as the sun rose on the exact day being celebrated.) He couldn't always manage a visit for his own birthday, but for them? It didn't matter how far he was from Snezhnaya or how urgent his current orders may be.

All the time, effort, planning...it was always worth it. That's simply what one did for the people who were most important.

Despite being far from home for his birthday this year, Childe found himself missing his family less than usual. Deep down, even his Abyss-tainted heart knew exactly why:

He was still spending it with one of those most important people.

Ugh. Just the thought made him want to kill something.

As if on cue, a rustle from the treetops drew his attention just as an orb of Electro hurtled towards him. In one fluid motion, he rolled sideways, summoned his bow in a burst of water, and sprung back to his feet. The foliage around him shook as the sphere struck the ground a few feet away.

The attack was familiar by now. He knew exactly who his "assailant" was before he straightened to face Scaramouche looming (as much as the pipsqueak could) further along the path. When their eyes locked, his own filled with glee.

"Oh, really? Where did you hear that?" Childe didn't recall telling the Sixth that particular detail, but even if he had...Heh, well wasn't it cute of him to actually remember? The promise of a fight ignited his veins in the best way—drowning out the giddy, budding warmth of something far softer that frothed underneath. "You think you've got what it takes to leave that kind of impression?" he challenged, grin curling wide. "Go ahead and try!"

No further warning given, an arrow materialized knocked and ready, and Childe fired upon his target before leaping forward, following in the arrow's wake with blades held high.

[pirateborn-a]

apologies for prolonged absence ( both here and discord )     mental health wavy-ness + moving/settling into dorms n starting new semester goes brr!�� + art/writing block sdfkjlsd will try n get back to things soon as i can though bc continues to think ab blorbos and continues to wish to write them,,,

[allpromarlo]

i don't think the nfl ao3 girlies capitalize on the sheer potential of division rival pairings enough

[nonsupe-a]

i know i’ve said it probably about a million and one times with practically no real thought other than rambles but the cia wanting to desk him after his incident in russia,   talking about the rest of his future as he’s laid up in a hospital bed,   in and out of consciousness for the better part of a few days before he comes to fully,   and vought essentially taking / buying him off their hands instead just so they can use him as a guineapig for the cv-a serum  ....  hits me.

[tiredassmage]

on the OTHER end of the game, back on agent tyr run #2, i smoked through tatooine because i love the agent segment on tatooine, there is something INHERENTLY tragic in his relationship with mia.

one, i could accuse him of low-key catching feelings - yet another instance where he doesn’t really do anything about it. except he absolutely does. he does what he can within the confines of the situation. (there’s absolutely an almost unacknowledged mutual crush here that will never go anywhere bc... it isn’t where this story goes but. hrhrhghghg my emotions)

he asks mia what she would do, if he let her have a choice. she chooses to start over. i don’t know if there was ever really a part of him committed to cutting her off as a loose end once he started working with her. i know it’s in the mission outline, and then he just... never thinks of it again. literally. he just. decides somewhere (rather early) that she’s been genuinely helpful and decides not to hold operational hiccups against her because they’re beyond her control - to him. it’s probably wildly trusting of him given that he didn’t trust watcher x farther than he could throw him and the entire bit of the ghost cell is imitation and he says it himself to shara that it sounds like a setup from the get-go and then it just... hrk. i care her.

idk, i’m just in my feelings because he lets her go and you can’t convince me that he doesn’t do it by telling her ‘you’re going to pick any flight out of here that you want, we never met, and you’re going to start over, whatever you’d like.’ and just.

he never gives himself that choice. even this early in his career, that’s... that’s never a part of his plan. and just. ow, y’know?

no talk me. >.>

[squorttle-pox]

so glad you included those "y̴̨͚̙͎͓̞͍̯͒̚͜ọ̵̢͈̲͓̤̝̠̄̔ǘ̴̦͇̲̜̩̮̫͈̯͓͖͍̋̿̋̾͂̅̾̋͆̒͐́̚͝͝'̷̨̝͚̞̤̲̟̜̳̩̭͓̺͛r̸̠̯̲̊̽̅͋ȩ̷̘̟̦̟̠͖̬̰̗̈̽̇́̓͜ ̴̨̛͇̥͔̼̗̹͇̺͈̥̩͙̥̦͓͖͇͇͒̀̓̄͋̈́̎͆̀̔̈́̆̕s̶͗̿̐̄͌͛͛̈͋͛̿͘l̸̨̠̻̲͓̭͈̰͈͎͈͔͇̳͗̔͜ó̸̼̣̠̒̇p̸̙̰͇̯͕̒̂̽̓̆̎͗͒̓̅̄̄̚p̴̧̘̲̪͔̻͒ͅy̸̡̛̦̺̹͔͎͓̺̰̫̓͐̈́̓͋͋͘̚͠ͅͅͅ" frames. when that part happened i thought i went into a coma and it was the Radiant Light beckoning me to cross the Threshhold. if a picture is worth a thousand words, that moment is worth a thousand sacrifices. even through the screen i could feel the true meaning of Smooth. i am asexual but is this what lust feels like

and his eyes. oh, his e y e s. they ought to be classified as their own entity. those pupils alone, with all their different shapes and sizes, are enough to melt all my bones into goopy sludge

He is so gorgeous, such a looker. Every frame he looks so good, he can look so fucking demonic, he still looks so good, every frame of him can literally be a wallpaper, people talk shit about his hair, and I will admit the back is atrocious, like come on grow it out, or some. But I still low-key fuck with it, low-key low-key! The front I mean, it looks so bouncy, soft, and thick, and I just LOVE MEN with long-ish hair, it's the death of me. Please Viv don't kill him off, PLEASE!!! He is the best. Can't wait to see more of this dapper fellow in season 2, it's gonna be GREAT! I bet he has his mother's eyes, they're so pretty. That'd be so cute, I want him to see his mom, even if for one time, and one time only...I'd actually start crying.

[batsyheere]

I sometimes just imagine the first time Phantom is introduced to the league as like, a fellow big league hero. As someone who works with Justice League Dark and took down the Ecto Acts with his own team and allies to be included under the meta acts like aliens. He knows Constantine and Zatanna and is a pretty common name in the magical community now even if usually as his human form "just Danny".

And suddenly he is surrounded by these "big time heroes" and aliens and champions and most would assume he'd be overwhelmed or in awe. Maybe nervous, or weirdly fixated on being in space.

But here's the kicker- Danny is dead. Technically part of the category ecto-entity, ghost, and thus belonging to the Infinite Realms. He has met a vast variety of characters who are far more chaotic and legendary than these people who have so much interpersonal drama it looks like one of the soap operas Tucker refuses to admit he watches. Wonder Woman? Danny has lunch with Pandora and visits the Greek sections of the realms when he needs to research old prophecies. Superman? Kryptonite is like rock candy and the dead of Krypton are either very sweet or very condescending and Danny has seen both in the Boy Scout. The less said about the Green Lanterns the better. The Flash family are entertaining but also headache inducing because Danny has heard the complaints about the timeline. Half a dozen other heroes and vigilantes have their own dramas that Danny could pick apart at the source for the many issues that started said drama, and that's not even beginning on the issues with Batman and the weird galley of children he has who are sometimes even worse than the dark knight himself.

Meanwhile the League find themselves growing more concerned and horrified the more Phantom manages to reference his adventures and rather stressful start as a vigilante. Constantine hasn't been more entertained in years.