#and MY BOY DIED AGAIN.
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I am coping with ep. 42 in the only way I know how- laughing at Yorik. His pitch perfect henchman voice coupled with flappy teeth noises have bewitched me, I do not trust that he didn't just trick them into that whole situation AT ALL.
He should be allowed to bite someone I think. As a treat.
#malevolent#malevolent podcast#arthur lester#john malevolent#yorik#Malevolent spoilers#spoilers#malevolent episode 42#i cannot BELIEVE I caught up#this is my first episode I listened too on broadcast#and MY BOY DIED AGAIN.#I JUST GOT HERE#return of blanket john#dying for the next episode but it's gunna be a MONTH
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And he bragged all morning about how early he woke up...
#just a quick doodle before bed#I saw it in my minds eye as I was drifting to sleep last night.........#my take on the uncle thorin being uncle as fuck#you're in my mind pilkypills............#it took years before dis let him watch the boys alone again after this one.......#art#the hobbit#dwarf#thorin oakenshield#fili and kili#fili#kili#:3c
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in s2 i NEED charles to not let edwin out of his sight, seemingly being more protective than ever before
i need edwin to get annoyed about it, thinking that charles views him as weak now after seeing him in hell, thinking charles is now protecting him because he feels like he needs to, not just because he wants to
when in reality charles doesn't believe that for a second. edwin's the strongest person he knows and he knows he doesn't need protecting.
but whenever edwin's not with him, it's like he can hear him screaming in esther's machine again. he can see that pile of ripped apart corpses in hell on the inside of his eyelids every time he blinks. and the only way to stop it is having proof that edwin is there with him, that he's okay.
#you cant tell me he wouldnt be traumatised seeing that pile of ripped apart dead edwins in hell#thats the boy he loves having died horrifically over and over again of course it would haunt him#idk i just need more of the fallout of everything#dead boy detectives#charles rowland#edwin payne#payneland#my dbda posts
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~You were just a kid too, huh~
Again, I refuse to make adult mm link edgy sorry.
#tloz#link#majoras mask#ocarina of time#art#my art#redesign#loz redesigns round 2#i did oot link as 17 vs mm in his mid 20s#because again oot link is always called adult link and hes just not#but yes oot link is designed to look somewhat manicured#forced to grow up in the idealized form of the fairy boy turned solider as decided by the sages#whereas mm link looks more organic and scrounged together#i gave him a smaller sword inspired by the forest dweller one in b-tw/t-tk#vs the giant biggoron sword which he probably might own but probably isnt carrying around#or the heroes sword in t-p#he also has more white streaks in his hair from fierce deity/rampant time travel abuse#but yes i dont think this link is as angsty as t-p implies#while he might have some regrets about legacy i feel like it just kinda throws out mm#for him to have not kinda figured himself out enough to live a happy life#and rather that he probably just died a bit on the younger end#maybe late 50’s early 60’s
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part one here. ze part two to touch-starved stevie that absolutely no one requested hehe <3 but i gots to let my boys have a wee kiss :")
So, hugs with Eddie become… well, a thing.
Not a thing. They’re not a thing, Steve and Eddie. It’s totally the same as when he gets hugs from Robin. Eddie’s doing him a favour as a friend. It’s got the 100% platonic energy of getting a hug from a friend — a hug that usually melts into some form of a cuddle, limbs all tangled together until they can’t tell whose are whose.
Except, Steve doesn’t really do that second part with Robin. Like he hasn’t done it ever with Robin.
So, it’s an Eddie thing.
But they’re not a thing. Not matter how much Steve would actually very much like for that happen. Okay, maybe Steve’s overthinking the whole thing a bit, but he just can’t tell.
Where’s the line? It’s infuriating not being able to discern between platonic and more, just because Steve wasn’t held enough as a fucking baby. Out of all the things he resents his parents for, Steve’s surprised that this is so near the top.
Because, sure, Steve’s had more than his fair share of hookups. He knows that sort of touch. He knows the shape of lust; the scrapes of fingernails down backs, the tight grips over skin, the push and pull of the heat of the moment.
And this thing with Eddie… is not that.
So, really, Steve knows that it’s all friendly. Eddie is just being nice. He’s being a decent dude and helping his friend out — by catapulting himself into Steve’s arms at every opportune moment.
(Steve’s only dropped 3 mugs of coffee because of this so far. It’s only because Eddie says good catch, big boy with a devilish grin every time that Steve manages to catch Eddie that Steve hasn’t completely told him to knock it off. Just yet, at least.)
And he’s different in other areas. He’ll always seem to choose the seat next to Steve on movie-nights now, content to snuggle right up to him. They get thigh to thigh, arm to arm — and Eddie only needs to get about 20 minutes in for him to do a big sigh, like an old dog, and slump over, resting his head on Steve’s shoulder.
Steve notices though. He always notices.
It’s impossible not to— the skin, even if there’s 3 layers between them, burns blazing warm. Eddie’s hair drapes over his arm, a curl inevitably tickling along Steve’s collar. He can feel the rise and fall of Eddie’s breathing, the little shake of when he laughs.
It drives Steve a little insane— insane in the way that makes him think about burying his fingers in those curls again, about pressing his lips against Eddie’s pretty mouth just to feel the smile against his skin, about digging into his chest so he can climb into his chest and live there.
Yeah, it’s— well, it’s safe to say that the effect of Eddie’s touchiness has sent what was once a fleeting thought of a crush into mind-melting levels of affection.
But he can’t fucking tell.
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To Steve’s credit, neither can Eddie.
Which is not surprisingly considering sometimes he catches himself wondering how the hell he ended up here; in a close-knit friendship with band-geek Robin Buckley, princess Nancy Wheeler, and King Steve Harrington.
Okay, the Robin one sort of makes sense. He thinks that if no matter when their paths crossed, he and Robin would’ve always even some sort of strange friends - her snark complimenting his bitchiness. Also, the whole super queer thing helps too. Even the friendship with Nancy works, in its own weird way.
Steve though? He’s the fucking curve ball.
It works though, the two of them. Surprisingly well, actually — the two of them get on like a house on fire, bitchy quips back and forth. Even better, is the quiet that they can share. Steve loves to come around and do… nothing. Do nothing with Eddie, though.
So, even though Eddie had noticed the tension in Steve with touch, little moments where he turned rigid when Eddie’s usual wandering hands got too comfortable — Eddie chalked it up to the usual. Guys bring too uncomfortable with him, too weird about another guy being touchy. It didn’t matter than Eddie wasn’t even out to Steve yet, he was still might be that type of guy.
Well, Eddie had certainly thought so. Sure, Steve might not be one of those jocks who smacked around boys who looked too long in the locker room, but if he knew a smidge of the truth, who really knows. It would explain the tenseness at least.
But then— ‘Can I… have a hug?’ There had been a dozen things Eddie was thinking that Steve could’ve asked for but that? Wasn’t even in the ballpark. It was so left-field it left Eddie speechless for a whole moment. And Steve had been staring at the ceiling, his hands curled up tight again like- like he thought Eddie might say no.
A ridiculous thought, honestly. Anyone who knew Eddie well enough knew he was touchy; loved giving it, loved getting it. Like an overly affectionate cat, Wayne had once called him, just 11 years old, because Eddie’s need for affection seem to never be sated.
After that night, Steve’s lack of touch became far more obvious. It’s always hair ruffles or high-fives, yet never hugs. Normally, Eddie would keep to that boundary; some people are less touchy other than others, he knows that.
But… “Sometimes I realise it’s been awhile, since I’ve had some touch.” That’s what Steve had said, his words. Eddie doesn’t even think he meant to say something so heartbreaking. In fact, the guy seemed embarrassed.
It had thrown Eddie for a loop— because Steve gets around. He’s nearly notorious for one-night stands and failed flings, as Robin loves to drone on about considering she’s subjected to all the flirting. What had originally been a point of envy for Eddie, just saturates the bleakness of Steve’s words. Sex but without a moment of intimacy.
So, while Eddie is miles away from being the person who gets into Steve’s pants — not for lack of want, mind you — he does try hike up the touchiness. Little things. Lingering when he taps him on the arm, hooking his chin over Steve’s shoulder to peer over it, leaning up against him when they’re side by side watching a film.
It’s good. It helps Eddie release the pressure of his stupid monumental god-awful crush he has. Yeah, yeah, it’s laughable, even to Eddie. It’s like Gay 101; don’t get crush on straight dudes, especially the ones you’re friends with. And yet…
Steve lets him. He lets Eddie give him touch, more than he lets anyone else. He still tenses; there’s still always a moment before he can remember to relax, like he’s trying to shake off bad thoughts but then he melts. He always melts into Eddie’s touch eventually — in a way Eddie knows Steve actually loves it, drinks it up as much as he can.
And maybe, Eddie is the biggest fool to grace the Earth to let that fact give him some hope. Sue his gooey heart, he’s a romantic. It’s a quiet hope but, it’s there.
Tonight, it seems relaxing for Steve is been harder than usual— several times has Eddie traced a quite long along Steve’s arms, a subtle point that they were far too tense for someone who was wrapped up in cuddles on the couch. ‘Cos that’s 100% what they are now. Eddie will still call them hugs, but usually, when it’s just the two of them, it becomes this.
Steve, tucked up into the corner of the couch, one leg flush along the back of the couch and one hanging off the edge. It’s the prime position for Eddie to crawl up, wind his arms around Steve’s middle and give him a good squeeze and then settle there. Head on Steve’s chest, lying in the cradle of his hips. Safe. Warm.
It makes him warm, oh very warm to know that he gets this. That Steve doesn’t give this amount of trust to many, if any, other people but Eddie — he trusts Eddie.
“Y’know,” Eddie says, cheeks smushed against the plain of Steve’s pec. It feels deliciously warm and Eddie’s fairly sure he can feel how toned it is just through his cheek. Hot bastard. “I’m actually real glad you asked for that hug all those weeks ago.”
He leaves it there ‘cos he knows Steve will ask. Eddie’s eyes stay on the buzzing tv-screen even as Steve’s head shifts, turning to peer down at the boy slumped on his chest. Eddie’s pretty sure he can see Steve’s mouth twitch up into a smile.
“Yeah?”
“Oh yeah,” Eddie affirms, giving a nod and his eyes flick up to meet Steve’s for just a moment. “Think I’ve had some of the best hugs in the world.”
Okay, that was maybe more honest and sappy than Eddie was going for. He is just letting Steve know he isn’t just doing it for Steve — that he enjoys these moments just as much. He lays it on thick, tries for a smarmy angle.
“Swept up in these pillowy arms?” He croons, giving Steve’s bicep a quick squeeze, making the other chuckle softly. “Who wouldn’t think so? I’m a lucky guy.”
Despite the joking tone, there’s no quick comeback from Steve. That’s alright. Eddie’s quite happy if this is one of the times Steve just takes the compliment; let’s the word sink in and hopefully, believes them, even if it’s just a little bit. He watches the film and doesn’t read into the silence.
Not even when Steve says, “Eddie?” all soft. Nearly shy sounding. It doesn’t quite register to Eddie’s ears.
“Mm?”
“Eddie.” Steve says again, a little firmer and that catches Eddie’s attention. He turns his head and rests his chin on Steve’s chest, his brows drawn together in silent question.
But the moment he makes eye contact, Steve’s doing that scrunched up face again. Is studying the ceiling instead of facing Eddie. And just like all those weeks ago, his hands clench up tight. Twists up the fabric of Eddie’s sweater in between his fingers and uses it to ground himself.
Last time, he asked for a hug. Considering he’s currently just about squishing Steve beneath his body weight, Eddie can’t fathom what he might be worked up to ask for. Unless he was going to ask for something more than a hug— which, well, just wasn’t going to happen, even if Eddie really wanted it to.
“Can I-” Steve starts. He sucks in a breath, almost like he’s gathering courage. But he’s not, because he’s not about to ask for what Eddie hopes for, he’s not, he’s—
Unless…?
“Can I… have a kiss?” Steve asks, barely audible. The sentence is murmured, soft words that hit Eddie like a gentle kiss in itself — imprinting right onto his heart. Steve Harrington wants a kiss — from him!
“Oh.” Eddie says, in a breathy delightful way. He’s fairly certain the little monkey in his brain is clapping its cymbals at double-speed as the words process; or maybe it’s his heart, which feels like it’s leapt up his throat.
“Oh?” Steve echoes, a smile already playing at the edges of his mouth, because he can see Eddie’s want. Because he knows him.
“Yes.” Eddie says suddenly, with a frantic nod, pushing up closer so their faces are aligned. “Yes, absolutely, you can.” He affirms.
Steve huffs a quiet laugh at the eagerness and then his arm that had been slung around Eddie shifts. It moves up til his hand caresses along the line of Eddie’s jaw, tilting him just how he likes.
Eddie holds his breath. Counts the freckles he can see this close. Tries to feel Steve’s heartbeat through where they’re pressed so closely together; can Steve feel his? Thundering and hurried, beating so hard Eddie thinks he might bruise the inside of his ribs.
Then Steve kisses him. And shit, Steve’s lip are better by ten-fold than every daydream Eddie’s ever had about them. They’re warm and so soft — plush and pressing against his own and Eddie is freezing. Fuck, wait, how does this go again? Right, Eddie’s never… well, kissed anybody before.
Steve pulls back and Eddie screws his eyes up — not ready in the slightest for the disappointment of his own shoddy kissing skills. Fuck, did he really just freeze? Steve — Steve Harrington — asks for a kiss and Eddie decides to stab himself in the back by not figuring out how to fuck to kiss back.
“You call that a kiss?” Steve teases and Eddie’s well aware of the parallel — of the irony of Steve repeating his own words back at him. But he can’t make himself laugh even though it’s funny. Instead, a little groan wiggles out his throat.
“I’m sorry,” Eddie says, earnest. He forces his eyes opens — he needs to see what’s Steve’s thinking. Where he’s expecting disappointment or perhaps regret, is only patience. Maybe a touch of concern. Eddie continues, despite the humiliation that makes his throat sticky.
“I haven’t- I don’t do this often.” He coughs awkwardly clearing his throat and hoping it hides the next word. “Ever.”
There’s a jump in Steve’s eyebrows, a moment of surprise in his eyes that lets him know he did, indeed, hear that final word. It makes Eddie feel… well, it’s nice that Steve had expected him to have been kissed by now. Even if he hasn’t. He tries to take it as a compliment.
“That’s okay,” Steve assures. Absentmindedly, his thumb rubs soothing along Eddie’s jaw. It makes Eddie shiver, some outrageous amount of joy clawing into every nerve. Steve likes Eddie. He wants to kiss Eddie.
“Do you want to try again?”
Eddie nods before the questions even out of his mouth. Steve smiles, all sunshine. This time when he draws Eddie in, he notices the way Eddie holds his breath — the rigidness in his body.
Steve kisses him again, another short and soft one and then whispers against his lips, “Relax.”
‘Cos isn’t tonight just full of the parallels, Eddie thinks. He listens, tries to focus on how sweet Steve’s kiss is than his panicky heart, forcing out a breath between the kisses. His hands along Steve’s sides find a grip, grounding and good, and by the fourth kiss, he begins to feel a bit melty.
It’s good. It’s really good. Kissing Steve is top 5– nay, the top moment of his life so far. Somehow, it’s made all that much better knowing the build-up behind it. Knowing that Steve knows he isn’t just kissing him for a heat of the moment — that Eddie wants kisses here, kisses before bed, in the morning, on dates. Eddie wants Steve.
And with the way he kisses, Eddie’s pretty sure Steve wants him just as bad.
It doesn’t take long for Steve to reach what Eddie decides is an ultra pretty fuckin’ state; lips swollen from kisses, cheeks flushed, hair a little mussed up. He bets he looks no better. The thought makes him grin, enough they have to break the kiss ‘cos Eddie can’t stop his stupid happy grin ‘cos shit— he actually gets to have this Steve.
“What?” Steve asks, somehow half heart-eyed and half suspicious at the mischief in Eddie’s eyes.
“Can I... have a hickie?”
now with a part three !
#at this point call this the 'can i' series#sweet boys asking each other for things they most certainly would be given <3#but don't think they will <3#tried to flip it and make it so even tho eddie is used to touch. the romantic touch? he's got none! that's where he's touch-starved#ALSO EVERYONE'S TAGS WERE SO NICE ON THE LAST ONE#trust i am. not feelin so bad nowadays (me saying this like 4 days later lmao)#but <3 thank u all#gay ppl in my phone.... you know what to do#ruby writes steddie#steve x eddie#steddie#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#touch-starved steve harrington#not rlly anymore hehe#does anyone notice that it ends with yet another 'can i?" question? HEHE#yet again stib gets kisses where ruby doesn't but alas <3 dis is way fluffier this time#nearly went the angst route! and went hmmmm naur#ok ok i'll be quiet now
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insp.
#twabbbiih's low quality gifs#dead boy detectives#edwin payne#charles rowland#edwin paine#dead boy detective agency#dbda netflix#dbd netflix#dbda gifs#payneland#dbda#painland#AND SO THEY DIDN'T LET EACH OTHER GO#they spent one night together as charles died and that boy decided Im never letting you out of my sight again and i am SO normal about them#yes I did contemplate using the scene where charles is holding edwins hand as he drags it off his mouth in hell but#it looked even worse than these do#apologies if the fourth is hard to read i cant tell how bad it is anymore because i know what it says so im praying it's readable
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the way katsuki just IS izuku's first love drives me nutty. like he just had a big ole crush on him with his huge-ass heart eyes and he chased him around with maximum puppy-love smitten energy
#bkdk#bakudeku#izuku chasing after katsuki with the biggest wettest heartiest heart eyes ever and katsuki is like FUCKER IS LOOKING DOWN ON ME HOW DARE YO#like no bby so close he's down BAD for you i can see where there could be some confusion#it just drives me nutty!!! that's his pookie bear bitty baby boy#it just makes every other ship feel so irrelevant bc katsuki is izuku's first love and fiercest#like fr do we think izuku is getting over katsuki especially now#especially after all bakugou has done for him#how many times has bakugou saved him and in so many ways#my headcanon is that izuku's baby puppy love crush faded but never really died#it was always there#and then they're thrust into each other's lives and katsuki starts growing and training with him and izuku is like fuck fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK#and he just keeps falling for him over and over again#izuku sees him standing on the UA island and is like yeah ok i'm never getting over him he's it for me#he's always been it he's always been the one
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i miss these guys
#the vampire dies in no time#kyuuketsuki sugu shinu#kyuushi#tvdint#ronaldo tvdint#draluc#ronadora#tinydraws#Brought to you by: someone i follow on twitter is going bonkers bananas with rting old kyuushi art and i am having an absolute field day#and felt compelled to draw my boys again#it feels like it's been forever since i've drawn them OTL#and my merch from CB arrived today so today's just been a win for kyuushi fans (me) lol
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that 'have you ever been punished as a child?' line Pen drops hits different when you realize that in the books, Colin was horsewhipped by his father the morning before he died and then went to Eton where they literally had something called 'flogging Fridays' during the time he attended
like Julia, Miss. Quinn, what do you mean you just threw that information in as a random throwaway line that is never mentioned again? do you not realize how WILD that makes Colin's background?
He was twelve years old??? His dad saw him hitting Eloise and then horsewhipped him, and after horsewhipping his twelve. year. old. son. he then goes to comfort Eloise by taking a walk with her and the bee stings him and he fucking dies
Colin would be out here blaming himself for that death forever are you kidding me???? Wondering if he didn't hit his sister (when they're children playing together), would his Dad still be alive? Would he still have gone on that walk? Would he still have passed away as Colin sat sobbing in the stables, hurt by his hand?
And then he goes to Eton where the only time he had off was 3 weeks around Christmas, but still has to stay there, and 3 weeks in the summer when he can finally go home to Aubrey Hall?
This timeline is BONKERS. Like. . .we know Edmund dies not too long before Hyacinth is born, and she's born May/June. Colin's birthday? Yeah, it's in March. So you mean to tell me, the order of events of all this mess could be as followed: Edmund horsewhips Colin when he's 12 years old (sometime before March), he DIES that same day, Colin turns 13 (in March), Hyacinth is born (in June), and not a few months later Colin has to go to Eton (after the summer break. Social season is Spring and Summer, and ends either July or August, so let's be merciful here and say he leaves in August) and doesn't come back for an entire year?
You mean to tell me this boy has had what? Half a year to get over his father's death after he whipped him for a minor infraction and then he's waltzing into an institution where canings and whippings and floggings and bullying are the norm when he's a teeny tiny little boy?
How is this man not filled to the GILLS with trauma???? No wonder he's so close to his mum and listens to the women around him more than the men and never talks about his dad. And he still turns out so nice and empathetic and kindhearted? He still listens so much to Pen and is so gentle with her and has a good sense of humor and cares so deeply?
That man is never raising a hand to their children. He probably won't even raise his voice at their children. Oh my god.
#colin bridgerton#polin#bridgerton#eloise bridgerton#edmund bridgerton#the research i did for the timeline is ridonculous but i was thumbing through rmb again and i was smacked in the face with this info#julia quinn what do you mean you just randomly had colin ruminate on this in the book and then pen drops the 'were you ever punished?' line#just oh so easily remembers how his good ol' papa whipped him for smacking his sister#and it went NOWHERE!?#if i went through what he went through i would be the meanest mofo to have ever existed are you kidding me?#like the boy was twelve edmund!!!! HE WAS A BABY#how??? how did he turn out so sweet and gentle and sensitive and warm???#colin bridgerton i will always love you#also one day i'll talk about how this messed eloise up something FIERCE because her father dies in front of her and then her mum almost die#from childbirth#and you want her to be out here just so okay with marriage and having babies?#naw son i'd be biting screaming kicking my feet clawing my way out of all that mess
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What are you proud of?
KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 03 / Ep. 06
Bonus:
#kiseki: dear to me#kisekiedit#kdtm#kiseki dear to me#ai di x chen yi#chen yi x ai di#nat chen#chen bowen#louis chiang#chiang tien#jiang dian#userspring#uservid#userspicy#pdribs#userjjessi#userrain#*cajedit#*gif#wheezing at my own gifset i fuckinglkhsflkhsfl hate these guys#these arguments are so childish so i think its really great that they literally pull rank on each other both times#'just because we grew up together' 'you're only three years older'#why are they sooooooooooooo stupid. and funny.#its the being inseparable while growing up in a gang that did this to them i think. lmao#also. boys. why dont both of you listen to too young by nat king cole and then maybe you'll calm down#anyway shoutout to user nikkotinamide AGAIN for advising in translations and making me sure i could parallel the word 'brat' here#literally obsessed with it and the implications in both scenes/conversations#the first with ai di essentially saying chen yi is a kid to cdy and the second with chen yi being like 'what do you know about love/s*x'#me in both scenarios: :) ......>:) but then the rest of the scene paralleled TOO with ai di teasing chen yi about his. :)#and getting slammed into the wall for it hjsdkhfdj THEYRE SOOOOOOO FUNNY. GODDD
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losing my mind over him.....
ARCHIEEEEEEJFEKGNEKJKEKFK I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WTH 😭💜💖💕🔥💖💕✨️💜💖🔥✨️💕✨️
I saw this in the morning and died. it's so nice to know that you liked him, this is my favorite design of his tbh ehhehevxhehd
I THINK I RUBBED A HOLE IN THE SCREEN WITH MY LOOK HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL GAHH-
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one possible hint towards devil's minion that keeps bouncing around in my brain like a window's screensaver is the fact that anything that happens in louis' life and inside the penthouse is planned and approved by armand. we know by now that in the current timeline armand is perfectly capable of manipulating and gaslighting louis out of any plans and ideas he doesn't agree with. which means that even though it appears as if armand doesn't want louis to give the interview, it's not completely true or it wouldn't be happening at all. ultimately, if daniel is there in dubai with them doing the interview is because part of armand wants it too, and so he allowed it to happen. why does armand want daniel there?
#me ripping my shirt open: to make him his boy again!!!!!!!! to cure or transform him before he dies raaaaaahhhhhh!!#me buttoning it up again: or you know it could mean nothing *eye twitching*#devil's minion#armandaniel#iwtv#interview with the vampire
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non-exhaustive list of canon powers Nico di Angelo either has shown or is heavily implied to have:
Shadow-travel
Manipulation of shadows/darkness (also possibly use of shadows as a pocket-dimension a la Magicians using the Duat in The Kane Chronicles)
Becoming intangible/shadows
Complete control over skeletons/bones (dead or alive, including summoning, reanimation, and/or changing shape of them) and being able to sense their presence
Summoning, reanimating, commanding, and dispelling the dead/undead (Skeletons, zombies, ghosts, etc & varieties) and being able to sense their presence
Ability to understand/communicate with the dead/undead and potentially other beings of the Underworld
Inherent complete comprehension of Latin
Ability to perceive the usually unperceivable/possibly look upon a deity’s true form without repercussion (at least moreso than the average demigod, though possibly is restricted to chthonic beings) (ex: Tartarus, potentially also interacting with his parents, etc)
Interacting tangibly with ghosts (implied to be a Ghost King thing rather than a Hades/Pluto thing)
Partial or complete immunity to different effects of the Underworld/things within (can consume food/drink of or in the Underworld without repercussions, effects from the Lethe wear off over time instead of being permanent like usual for mortals, etc)
Astral projection/”Walking in dreams”
Dream manipulation and projection (Sending dreams to others, etc.) (presumably includes sharing/projecting dreams with others) alongside inflicting sleep upon others even from a distance.
Illusions
Manipulation of emotions/aura that inflicts specific emotions on others (ex.: radiating fear/death onto enemies)
Projection of emotions and memories onto others (can be so forceful it causes physical damage like a shockwave)
Geokinesis (all forms but also specifically generating black marble) (presumably also specialized control over precious gemstones & non-paper currency)
Temperature manipulation (seemingly only lowering temperature)/creating frost)
Control/manipulation of souls, including living beings (ex: ripping out Bryce Lawrence’s soul)
Perceiving/reading/judging of souls (most likely also a Ghost King thing over Hades/Pluto thing, but possibly both)
Converting living into dead/undead, aka instakill (ex: disintegrating monsters to bone with one touch)
Lowering or manipulation of own vitals (breathing, heart rate, etc)
Death Trance/pseudo-hibernation (possibly also general control over states of consciousness at least for self, in combo with control over vitals & dreams)
Sensing death (impending or when it occurs, sometimes receiving dreams/visions of it occurring)
Able to sense other children of Hades/Pluto (potentially also other chthonic beings in general/able to identify based on sense alone) and also just living beings in general, such as mortals (possibly via souls).
Improved navigation underground/in the Underworld and ability to traverse restricted or normally unnavigable parts of the Underworld
Enhanced strength/abilities when in the Underworld
Inherently unnaturally quiet (possibly able to silence sound on a designated target)
Hiding/shielding self from being perceived (seemingly related to shadows/silence)
#pjo#riordanverse#nico di angelo#long post //#MY BOY IS OP AS FUCK and i love this about him#so many of these are so underutilized#when will Nico get to use his geokinesis again#we only see him make marble once in BoTL and then never again#based on that he should theoretically be able to do everything Hazel can do. which also implies Hazel can do everything he can do#let Hazel summon a skeleton for once and Nico hits somebody with a rock cmon#also i still firmly believe Nico should get to turn invisible#we've seen him become intangible. his dad's notable item is a helm that makes you invisible. let him turn invisible.#but yeah big 3 kids are op. look at nico go. and this is just physical abilities not including stuff like Annabeth being smart#or cabin 7 kids being good at music or whatever#presumably for Nico/Hazel it'd be like a penchant for diplomacy and legality-related things presumably#and i like to hc he has a personal inherent knowledge bank of everyone who has ever died in his lifetime - just details about their deaths#mostly anyways and then like basic facts about who they were/next of kin/etc#so they can tap into that at any time and be like ''hold on lemme look this person/their relatives up real quick''#i usually like to write that as how Nico confirmed what was up with Jason when they first met#he just kind of squinted at Jason and went ''okay. hm. who are you next of kin of? Beryl - OH YOU'RE THALIA'S BROTHER''
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mister phil michael lester do i need to remind you that you are on camera, @astrophilip you asked for this
(while everyone else lost it over dan's touches on phil's face i have literally ascended to the heavens because of this incredibly soft look on phil's face it is literally a split SECOND but once you notice it you'll never be the person you were)
#dan and phil#dan and phil games#dnp#dan howell#phil lester#daniel howell#amazingphil#yall keep talking about heart eyes howell but what about phil#heart eyes lester#phil is so in love i'll die#this is literally A SECOND but once you see it you'll NEVER be the same again#i have officially died#i have ascended to the heavens#THIS TOOK ME THREE HOURS BECAUSE PHOTOSHOP KEPT CRASHING#i'm actually quite satisfied with how this turned out#wasn't planning on actually making this but made for one of my fav blogs on here#this was so hard the quality of the camera was so shit#boys please i'm begging you get a higher quality camera#i cannot deal with this ever again#phil's birthday livestream#phil's face totally says i am so in love with this boy#oh boy i am crying
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Oh, how I yearn for the days of simply sweating over false alarms rather than violently sobbing over the fact that we'll never see (in a perfect world) endgame payneland, more Cat King shenanigans, Monty redemption, Edwin and Crystal sibling bitch offs, Charles feelings realization, Niko growing up into The Principal??, Edwin and company learning about Niko's fate, or basic stupid monsters of the day because watching flawed, authentic, amazing, characters exist and thrive is all we need.
Ugggh, don't get me started on the people behind this show that deserve so much better than to have their project scrapped after 1 season after just 4 months while Big Mouth gets 8 seasons?? For what?
#the day i update my fic the show gets canceled and my uncle dies#I am going through every stage it's not healthy#you can't make this shit up#the curse is real#dont mean to hate on Big Mouth but im angry and come on we dont need more#FUCK you Netflix#again for the people in the back#FUCK you#save dead boy detectives#dead boy detectives#dbda#renew dead boy detectives
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my sad angry wet cat of a son forced to play dress up with his fathers clothes
#rdr? I think you mean Marston boys dress up game#do you guys think after John died he went through John's clothes and kept things? Things that uncle Arthur used to wear that John had?#guys listen.... Imagine Jack finding Arthurs shirt or neckerchief and going “My dad never wore this? huh... why is it so familiar?”#I have so many thoughts about Jack Marston he's so special to me#it's probably because he is painfully just like me fr but shhh#origins drawing... again#jack marston#rdr#rdr2#red dead redemption 2#red dead redemption
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