#If you all think of one please tell me

[breakandbuildfiction]

Long Distance Relationship (Hell)

Danny meets Charlie when he is introducing himself as the new Ghost King to Lucifer and the two end up hitting it off and catching feelings. Unfortunately for them, Danny can’t just give up his life on Earth or his duties in the Infinite Realms and Charlie is dead set on finding a way to redeem Sinners so she has to stay in Hell. So they try and make do with Fenton-made cell phones and the occasional visit, but as Charlie’s hotel is finally opened and some of Danny’s subjects start to protest his place as King, the two find themselves resenting the fact that their other halves were always so far away.

[bereft-of-frogs]

There’s that post that’s like ‘everyone should get into a tiny niche fandom at least once’ fully agree, that was really fun -- but I would like to add that everyone should get into a fandom where their opinions run counter to major fanon because it really teaches you about sticking to your guns and trusting your interpretation of the text without having to rely on peer validation

because WHAT are people talking about sometimes

[mauvemischief]

Ok wait but can we talk about how awkward Wymack probably felt during the Andreil scene in the hotel room??? Like nora had our man CHAINED TO ANDREW while they had THE Andreil moment and he was just like ‘yup, handcuffed to one of the problem children while he confesses his love to my other arguably more problematic problem child mhm just a day in the life’

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Don't Wormy About Me.

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[vaguely-concerned]

for what it's worth I personally don't believe spite had anything to do with the pantry near-kiss experience at all. I think that was a 100% lucanis naturel disaster no supernatural additives present or indeed required. at most spite was watching that whole situation go down with mild puzzlement about approximately every part of it, I don't think he'd have much interest in it one way or the other. the explanation seems much more mundane and grounded and in some ways much sadder to me.

if your nervous system has never been in a place where any surge of emotion, even -- in fact sometimes especially! -- a good and exciting one makes you feel like your soul just touched a hot stove it can't get away from, then sincerely, from the bottom of my heart and without a trace of snark, thank goodness and I hope you never experience it. For the rest of you... fistbump of solidarity it's rough out here but *grits teeth* we stay silly etc. In the place lucanis is in during that part of the game, feeling like you're losing control (again even for ostensibly good happy reasons) can feel an awful lot like you're dying, or worse. on top of everything else going on for him -- again going only with non-supernatural elements and not even comprehensive: a year of non-stop horrific trauma added to pile of previous mountain of childhood and attachment trauma. chronic sleep deprivation. apparently dead grandma doubling as mother figure. cousin-brother aggressively fucking around and in real danger of finding out. fucked up the ONE thing he thought he knew how to do that's been the central pillar of his identity. the world might be ending even more than it already was because of it. keeps faceplanting with barely any dignity and having to get up again with alarming regularity GOD how could I ever not save treviso this man desperately needs a W (just one!!) like few people in the history of the world have before him. he's more caffeine than man because the alternative feels worse. it's bad in here. and ON TOP of all that he's in the process of falling just. appallingly soul-shrivingly in love, which can notably be playing on hard mode even when you're in a mostly functional place, that shit routinely rocks people to the core under the best of circumstances.

so I'm not surprised it's too overwhelming for him to handle when he tries to throw himself in head first -- in fact I'd have been more surprised if it weren't lol. he clearly wants it so much, which only makes it so much more painful that he can't actually bear to touch it when it's offered to him freely and eagerly. this is the tantalus-level awfulness of this kind of attachment trauma; food seems to be right there, you can see it, almost smell it sometimes, but no matter what you just can't seem to reach it. seemingly not for any flaw in the existence of the food, but because of something broken in you that can't or can't bear to actually eat. his deliberate flirting routine is kind of deeply dorky tbh lol (in the most endearing way possible let's be perfectly clear) and I don't think it's entirely natural to him -- that's a hastily cobbled together 'oh god I am getting the vibes here it is happening for some reason they like me for my personality quick what would illario do' approach if ever I saw it, supported by the fact that it never really makes a return after this --

BUT I do think his obvious near-unbearable delight with rook's existence and person that shines through in that scene is entirely real and unfeigned. he likes them so much. he wants so bad to be able to be close to them. he's so hungry for the reprieve and release and relief they represent to him, just for one moment, just one break from all the awfulness to have something uncomplicatedly good. and it's here, it's been offered, he's welcome!!! and he has to flinch away at the last minute anyway because he's an exposed nerve of a human being. there's a point at which every sensation including joy becomes indistinguishable from agony. he's pretty much exactly at that point. for the love of god have some mercy on him people. the feeling that salvation is right here but you're too broken a vessel to hold it is one I wouldn't wish on anyone. let him have a few moments to stare into the void before he's ready to get back up and try again surely we all deserve at least that much lol

[literaphobe]

You Didn't Tell - Abby S.

[blueggrass]

i know theres not much of a fandom here for the will of the many but ,,,.., i just finished it and.,,,,, im in shambles. life is moving around me and I'm still in shock. I have things to do but i cant even think. what,, am i supposed to do. just go on? pretend im okay with this till the next one comes out??? I FEEL LIKE A ZOMBE. I FEEL LIKE NOTHING MATERS. ALL I FEEL IS-

i dont think ive ever been hit by a book hangover as much as this like wtf even was that /pos HELLO??? CAN ANYONE HEAR ME??? LKSJFLSKJBFLKSJBFLKSBFK:BSF:KBSF:KJBHSF:KJ

[mixmangosmangoverse]

So when a celebrity says something pro Palestine or even pro Hamas everyone goes "yeah woo celebrities should always use their platform to talk about issues"

But when a celebrity says "actually killing Israelis is bad" suddenly celebrities shouldn't get involved in conflicts and shouldn't use their platform to talk about issues

It's so blatant that people just mean "celebrities should only boost the opinions we deem correct and should never ever express sympathy for Jews, that's so lame"

I'm so done

[sticks-stones-sonic-insanity]

Payback!

Part 1

Bonus:

[purplecelestial-buddy]

There's many little details in Harusono's works that tend to take space in my mind (like the background gag of the boys piling up bottles) but one of them is this picture:

There's cake, there's a ton of people and there's someone being thrown???

Idk I just think that they Kagiuras are probably great pary guests.

Full panel for more context:

[peasant-player]

Elrond with dramborleg

"His hair was dark as the shadows of twilight, and upon it was set a circlet of silver; his eyes were grey as a clear evening, and in them was a light like the light of stars."

This drawing was for @armenelols and @polutrope post about elrond using a family heirloom "dramborleg".

Oh boy I had so much fun.

My main thought while painting this was " what would be different about elrond?"

And the answer is alot but a the same time nothing.

Elrond is in a way a sad character he kind of lost everything and the only constance in his life is the heralded past of his ancestors/family and friends.

He almost can't remember his parents but he can read about them even maglor is ,despite being a kindslayer, described as strong imposing and a mighty warrior.

His own brother,who chooses mortality,is a revered king!

This elrond that I depicted here is not the lord of Riverdale. Not married yet.

This is a elrond who will stand between evil and his folk.

Just like his ancestors did.

He is holding a legacy of strong unrelenting men who did change the tides of war who done the impossible no one else did before them!.

This is also elrond who found out that his brothers legacy Numenor is at the bottom of the sea - because of sauron.

This is a elrond who becomes a lord for many different kind of elves because he is a different kind of elve.

[kiwi-and-pasta-at-3am]

Despite the rumors and the appearance, you may find that Ronal Speirs...

Can actually be kinda soft!!

[rosalind-hawkins]

~I made another thing~

Originals under the cut

[hoarderheart]

How come you always have a boyfriend? How come you only want what you can’t have? Whoa. I know what I want, but I can’t have it. Besides you don’t want me, you just like too flirt. You’re just a complex manifestation of his memories designed to keep him distracted. The fantasy was far too real. No, guys, this is my life, this is the dream. It’s just a dream. Look, I have no illusions, okay? The life I live… It’s a lot of things, but it’s rarely happy. You know what? I'm a realist. I don't see much hope for us. No strings attached. Well, I’ve seen much stranger things happen. Damn, it’s good to see you. A hell of a lot stranger. Anything? Oh, sweet. Almost anything. He’s dead, all the way dead. Because of you. I’ll see you…I will. Is that really you? Part of me always believed you’d come back. Welcome home. But you’re always there, you know? Maybe if you didn’t up and leave us. I left, but you didn’t stop me. I should’ve stopped you. You’re the best friend we’ve ever had. You’re my best friend, but I just let you go. Man, I hope you can hear me… I know you’re in there…I know you can hear me...it’s me. We’re family. The people in your life, in your real life..? You ask, what about all of this is real. You’re my family. We are. People, families, that’s real. Out there, we need you to come back. We need you. We were a family and I didn’t wanna lose that. I need you. I forgive you… I’m sorry it took me so long...I’m sorry it took me ‘till now to say it. I love you. And I let it slip away… You’re our brother, I want you to know that. I love all of you. I need to say something. You don’t have to say it. You don’t have to say anything… Wait, there’s one thing… When Jack was dying…I made a deal. To save him. The price was my life. They’re not gonna get anything from me without agreeing to a few conditions. When I experience a moment of true happiness, the Empty would be summoned and it would take me forever. Why are you telling me this now? I wanted you to know…that when I do picture myself happy… I always wondered, what it could be…what my true happiness could even look like. There’s things, people, feelings…that I wanna experience differently than I had before. It’s with you. Or maybe even for the first time. I never found an answer. Because the one thing I want…it’s something I know I can’t have. But I think I know…I think I know now. Happiness isn’t in…the having, it’s in just being, it’s in just saying it. Why does this sound like a goodbye? Because it is. Whatever you’re thinking of doing, don’t do it. Don’t do this. I have to… You really suck at goodbyes, you know that? This is a better goodbye than the last time. You changed me, Dean.

I love you.

Goodbye, Dean.

I should’ve said, “I love you, too.”

[vaguely-concerned]

just had the thought 'in the end the most important thing varric taught rook was how to make a home for, with, and in other people' and then I had to go lie down on the floor and clutch at my head in unceasing agony for a few hours, as you may well imagine. hawke and the kirkwall crew........ in the end you kind of saved the world a bit in the most characteristically indirect and chaotic of ways. not by anything in particular that you did or achieved or accomplished (lmao imagine!), but just by -- having existed, and by the love that was always there, despite it all, in all its imperfections, even when no one was saved by it in the end. you're not here right now and you're not quite haunting the narrative but I hear your voices bickering and arguing and laughing from the other room. (and so, I think, does varric. all the time.)

'did you think you mattered, hawke? did you think anything you ever did mattered?' yeah actually, varric says with da2 and keeps saying through the series. you were here. and I loved you. and as it turns out that mattered more than almost anything in the world, no matter how long it lasted or how fucked up it was at the time or what else happens, because varric manages to pass that feeling, that intangible... home, that echo of you all as you were together, that love, hopefully the best parts of it, on to someone else for them to bring with them on their journey, with their family. and maybe the world will be kinder this time. you never know. merrill's line of 'Everything affects everything. We were born, a bunch of things happened, and now we're in a mess with our friends.' varric's greatest fear of becoming his parents. even through the wreck and the ruin of the world, ghosts upon ghosts upon ghosts of love -- malcolm hawke, who we never even see, but his life touched hawke's and hawke's touched varric's and varric's touched rook's and rook is passing it on to the family they're creating. the unbroken legacy of love shines through in ways that are stronger and stranger than any magic. help

[xxplastic-cubexx]

every morning 4am this is what i see when i wake