#and also wishing desperately to have that power

[neyafromfrance95]

the essence of sauron's feelings for galadriel makes him the perfect partner for her.

galadriel's greatest desire is to be a queen in her own right, to have power over all else in the kingdom of her own.

and this is sauron's proposal to her.

sauron is not proposing to make galadriel subservient to him, to make her into a consort. he is proposing to give her that which she desires. he would be her consort in that scenario, her queen-maker. he promises to make her stronger than the foundations of the earth, to bring all middle-earth to its' knee to worship the light of its' queen. this is not a description of a queen consort, but of a god queen.

trop doesn't change lotr!galadriel's greatest desire, it just adds more context to it - sauron himself becomes her temptation for power! her desire for him represents her desire for power.

we don't talk enough about how galadriel sees herself as the chosen one. she has a god complex. she believes that there is this greater than life reason why she alone is destined to defeat the darkness and protect the middle-earth, and everyone should accommodate her in her quest of a great glory.

and sauron knows her mind. he sees who she is and who she wishes to be. and he wishes to make galadriel into a great authority she desires to be. he chooses her as his god to worship.

the truth is that they couldn't be any more compatible with one another.

there is more nuance to it. sauron sees his likeness in galadriel, and he empathizes with her when she opens up about being alienated bc of her darkness. he genuinely repents for causing it and chooses to help her achieve her ambition by following her lead. and that is the feeling he wants to bind to his very being, the feeling of being forgiven by the one he had helped ruin when he served the darkness as he helps her heal by serving her light, the feeling of being free of morgoth's darkness through binding himself to galadriel's light. bc in his mind, he can be absolved of this darkness through serving galadriel. in his mind, to heal himself he needs galadriel to need him.

in his mind, galadriel is the one being who is his mirror, she shares his darkness, and yet, she overpowers it with her willpower. so it makes sense that sauron believes only galadriel can free him from morgoth and do so by binding him to herself. sauron sees galadriel as his savior.

sauron's proposal is literally him begging galadriel to bind herself to him by accepting power he offers her. binding that feeling to his very being = bending his knee to worship the light of his queen. and sauron expresses care through servitude and experiences love through worship.

so, subtextually, sauron asks galadriel to accept his love.

his feelings for her border worship and possessiveness, and since she rejects his worship, he resorts to desperately trying to possess her. but the undercurrent of his groping is the same - she is the only one who binds him to the light. as in, the part of him that loves her is the only part of him that is absolved of the darkness. and he wants that feeling back the way he felt it when he fought at her side.

subtextually, it is underlined that sauron tries to recapture her being in his creations, and it is the feeling of being bound to her that he covets. he holds onto their connection and keeps it with him always.

also, sauron and galadriel's compatibility and connection don't make for an inherently corrupt dynamic. in theory, she can be a great leader and he can be her good follower. but as it is, sauron would inevitably cause galadriel to succumb to the darkness and she would never outgrow her pride and greed.

[valentine-cafe]

May I have a berry crumble please?

[Afab reader]

Just thinking about being angel reader again!! That gets all jealous whenever someone flirts with Jingyi! Little wings behind your ears fluttering and stomping your foot on the floor because can't they see your feather around his neck? It's the same color as yours!!>:[ So the next time these customers come in, the hickeys you left all over his neck are more obvious to them! You're also there hanging onto his arm, huffing and puffing with fluttering little wings. Giving them your best glare through your pout!!

-🍄

˖⁺. ﹙ the greedy demon alchemist  x afab reader. ﹚ .𖹭 ݁

. . . why should i look at them when you are here? !! 🍒 :  demon ˖ alchemist﹙ verseless jìngyí. ﹚

being his little angel assistant has its perks

“Head alchemist. . . who would this be?” The demon to the left asks, with the clearest hints of disgust on their face.

Mere sightings of angels within the abhorration makes most of it’s denizens wish to barf up yesterday’s dinner and today’s hunt meals.

“My assistant and partner,” he replies with no interest in the customer.

He rarely does show any interest, what is the point of doing so? There is work to be done and potions to be made. Though there is a deep mutual understanding for your agigtation when demons cannot catch the hint.

Power hungry, that is what they are. They see his position in rank and believe they have a chance to rise in demonic hierarchy.

It is a blatant thought to have. As if he would even let them try.

With a loud scoff from the demon on the right, you look over at them. Eyebrows knitted together, while angelic eyes stare back with wide irritation.

“What?” You snap quietly, cocking your head to the side.

Unfortunately, there is no fight to erupt. All it takes is one flick of his hand and the two demons are forced to leave. Feet dragging across the ground. They whines and cries for him to forgive them following them out of the door.

Deep breaths sound from your lungs as you watch the scene unfold and end as quick as it was put on. A clawed hand wrapping around your chin delicately to make you look up at the demon next to you.

“My pretty little darling bird.” He mutters, dipping his head down to meet your lips. Taking away your breath again and pushing you into the counter.

“I am yours.”

A whisper full of such love. Back in the day, you would have believed fully demonic descent would be incapable of displaying such emotion. Let alone feel it.

Yet you realised it was very much not what you had thought when you first met this charming man during your fall.

“And you are mine.” He groans against your lips, pulling you close by your collar with the claw of his index. Tearing away at the fabric of your shirt.

You let out a small squeak at the sting that meets the feathers behind your ears as he bites down. Hands roaming possessively.

“Now.” He tuts, pulling away and gazing back at you with half-lidded eyes.

“Get back to work hm? We have a busy day ahead of us.” The sight of your wings drooping slightly left the already boiling cauldron from within his heart spilling over completely. Such a beautiful sight to admire. The frown on your lips and the desperation in your eyes growing.

“And please wake Alessio up too, baobei.”

[ashortdropandasuddenstop]

James stood in the dimly lit cabin, fists clenched at his sides, trying desperately to keep his composure. Every fiber of his being screamed with humiliation—he, Commodore James Norrington, reduced to this. His gaze burned holes into the floor, refusing to meet Killian’s eyes, because if he did… well, he feared what might break inside him. The shame of being at the mercy of pirates—no, of this pirate—was almost too much to bear.

Yet the soft, broken apology that fell from Killian’s lips cut through James like a knife. The raw, almost childlike regret in the pirate’s voice was a sound he hadn't expected to hear, not here, not now. His teeth ground together, jaw tight, as he slowly lifted his head to finally meet Killian’s gaze. Seeing the guilt swimming in those blue eyes he once knew so well—a younger, more innocent version of the man before him—only made his fury flare brighter.

“Yes,” James hissed, his voice like ice. “I would have preferred that. I would have mourned you, yes, but at least I could have honored the man you were. The naval officer who once fought with honor, who had a chance at a respectable life. Instead, I stand here, looking at a wretched pirate who preys upon his own kind.” He spat the words, hoping to wound, to lash out, anything to regain some semblance of power in this crushingly humiliating moment.

But then, that satisfaction withered as he took in the slump of the other man’s shoulders, the way his eyes refused to meet his. And damn him, damn him—Killian Jones had grown into an infuriatingly handsome rogue over the years, the sort of man whose charm and intensity made people follow him, whether they were pirates or otherwise. The same dark, tousled hair, that sharp, chiseled jaw, but now there was an edge to him—a dangerous, magnetic aura that made James’s stomach churn for reasons he wished he could deny.

God, what a wretched fool he was, even now, to find some twisted flicker of attraction to this treacherous man. Just like with that blasted Jack Sparrow, whose infuriating grin and boundless swagger had also stirred something in James he refused to acknowledge. But this—this was far worse. Because this was Killian, the man he had once respected, admired, even… perhaps cared for more than he ever admitted.

James swallowed hard, trying to douse those thoughts with the cold water of anger. “So, this is your grand mercy, then?” he said bitterly, his voice low and tense. “Looting my ship, branding my men as captives, then towing us to port like some charitable rogue? How noble of you, Captain Hook.” He practically spat the name.

But beneath his biting tone, there was a flicker of something else. The reluctant gratitude that Killian’s words stirred—offering aid, sparing his men. It was so unlike what he expected from a pirate. James’s heart twisted painfully, hating that he had to rely on the mercy of a man who should have been an enemy.

In the quiet that followed, James found himself softening, if only slightly, against his will. “Do what you will, Captain, this is .. my fault regardless” he said, the fight drained from his voice, leaving behind only a hollow weakness. "I-- I am.. at your mercy. "

He could feel the shame of the man he once held in such high regards. Killian still did, even in these years as a pirate he often thought back on James and hoped that he had succeeded and living a good life. It seems he had, having gotten to a high ranking but now it seemed he had fucked that all up with this random encounter. He kept his smug look on the way into the cabin where they could talk privately, but as soon as the door closed that all dropped.

Killian's shoulders slumped and he stared at the commodore with crushing guilt. He hated the british royal navy, he hated the king and all of the men that wanted Liam and him to fail, but he didn't hate James. Now he's hurt the man he once looked up to, humiliated him and essentially destroyed his reputation. He felt so awful that it looked like he might shed some tears. Something that hasn't changed, Killian had always been emotionally driven.

"I'm so sorry James." He said softly, his voice cracking a bit. "I hoped that we'd never meet like this. I'm sure you wish I had actually died in that voyage then standing here now as a pirate..." Killian took a deep breath trying to compose himself, looking anywhere other than the man before him. "We'll just take what we need, tow your ship to the closest port to get some help so you aren't stranded out here in the middle of the ocean."

Killian wouldn't loot them then leave them dead in the water to starve to death. This was an exception he was willing to make for James and his men. "Heh. This'll mark Jolly as a pirate ship and you now know who Captain Hook really is. Not leaving witnesses I've managed to stay under the radar in most ports as a trader ship." He leaned back against the closest wall and sighed. This was bound to happen, running into someone he previously known. Why'd it have to be James of all people?

[mika-shion]

FUCKIN GODDAMN FUCKVLHXTKSTSIRSRJSDIFYFCAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY HOT WOMEN FROM 🏳️‍⚧️ AND WHY TF CAN'T I BE ONE?!?!??

Life is truly neverending agony... But at least there's women 🤷🏻‍♀️ fair trade I suppose

[biigiiiii]

So this:

Leads to this:

Which leads to this:

Which allows vecna to do this:

Right? Right………. So then this:

Leads to this:

Which leads to:

???????????????? 👀👀👀👀👀

Will has had powers.

[dungeons-and-dragon-age]

it also once again makes me painfully aware of the woes of being a dragon age dwarf enjoyer (<- being starved for proper lore) 😔

[vaguely-concerned]

just going about my day idly contemplating how some of the ways hawke can interact with a romanced anders are not at all unlike how they interact with leandra (and a bit of carver too, especially with a purple hawke), and then thought about my hawke in the timeline where he romances anders and was hit straight in the face with 'was he ever actually in love, or was he just desperately trying to renegotiate with his mother's ghost in any way he could' and now i need to lie down. this is the power of dragon age 2

[robotpanties]

uuuuuhhh no reason just wanna see the robot get preggers because nobody is really taking advantage of the narrative consequences of the robots of ULTRAKILL having fleshy bits inside them (in my humble opinion hahahaha...hahaha....hah....). Anywhosen also a sucker for general Bad End especially when it involves a psycho-sexual (breeding) binding to a greater entity but also I wanna see the murder-robot get knocked up. And the galaxy brain bit of this is instead of calming down they just get Worse.

YEAH NO ONE REALLY TAKES ADVANTAGE OF THAT. and well i mostly assumed a very small percentage of people actually want to breed the robots like that which is why.

also i don't think this as a bad end, but a bad path that can lead to some other.. inch resting things (my stupid ass is trying to craft a plot with horror and drama from this path and how it'd change the story slightly despite knowing I will never get around to writing it in fic form except tiny excerpt ideas and art)

also i have so much to say abt the 'it doesn't calm down it just gets worse' bc its So true

[pedi-bug]

Another terukaneaoi au because I'm slowly going insane over them.

Aoi gets bored one night and being the 'supernatural' enthusiast she is, decides to summon a demon, just for fun cause she doesn't believe she'll actually summon one. But the thing is that she does.

Teru, a very powerful demon that gets summoned every once in a blue moon for a wish gets summoned by this innocent adorable sixteen year old that doesn't look much younger than him if it wasn't the fact he wasn't human. He asks what her wish is and of course she was clueless and decided after a whole day, that Teru was interesting to her and she wished for him to stay with her (of course Teru can't deny her wish when she uses those pleading eyes no matter how hard he tries).

And the same exact night, he finds a small little angel, in its cookie sized form that was meant to disguise and protect it, Akane. The angel had been looking after Aoi (stalking) for about a year now. (He saw her and just had to stay with her; he didn't know what he was feeling but he decided to leave heaven's gates to be wherever she went).

They fight and Teru thinks he's cute in his little form and all, he decides to keep him for Aoi. So, the next morning Aoi questions why Teru is holding a small little angel that is very much alive (and very angry as well as chatty) and not a stuffed toy. Akane is automatically drawn by Aoi, going over to her, basking in her presence. Aoi decides he's adorable and to keep him, she gives him a lot of attention and even Teru complains that the small little angel gets more love than him. (Just imagine Teru pouting as he complains).

At first, for a week, Teru just hides in the closet while Aoi is at school, always happily greeting her when she gets home while Akane gets to come with her since he's tiny and normal humans can't see him.

Only for a week, until Teru wouldn't stop complaining so Akane (albeit for the first time) got so annoyed he went into his normal form, and pulled some special amulets from his robes pockets (Teru knew that special amulets can make angels and demons make you seem human but they were very rare and rarely even accessible, he doesn't understand how Akane easily had so many).

[widowshill]

VAMP ROGER AU QUESTION! how would he and barnabas interact together (if they ever interact)? :3 💜

tagging @tortoisesshells because she's my co-conspirator <3

excellent question! this family and their sharp-toothed men will be the death of ... well, several community members of Collinsport, i suppose.

to start — Barnabas gets out of the box slightly differently than in canon, which colors his relationship to Roger and the rest of the household. Roger kills Willie after his attempted assault on Carolyn and Vicki (who is, by that point, his wife); Willie's mysterious disappearance and Roger's suspected involvement makes Jason that much more panicked, desperate, and correspondingly aggressive. Liz goes searching for the lost family jewels in a last-ditch attempt to buy Jason off, and, inadvertently, lets their ancient family sin out of the tomb.

ergo she's made Barnabas' thrall instead of Willie, but this goes unnoticed for a while — even though her brother would, in theory, recognize the signs, and his suspicions are raised, but she's already acting so much unlike herself with Jason around that he doesn't suspect anyone else of doing her harm. yet.

at the start, he and Barnabas get along very well, even before they discover their shared affliction: they're both relatively sophisticated, well-traveled, intelligent people, and for all that Roger decries Liz's emphasis on the Collins name, he leans towards familial connections instinctively (Roger hasn't got much in the way of friends outside of the house even in canon, and he's even more isolated as a vampire).

after he finds out Barnabas is also a vampire, things get a little more complicated, but overall, they're still friendly. Roger doesn't have much sympathy for Barnabas' relentless self-pity and decrying his doomed fate to live as a monster, because Roger on the whole enjoys his vampirism and has made a decent un-life for himself out of it (thanks in no small part to Vicki). but having someone like him around is a comfort in ways he wouldn't have expected, he's no longer solitary or uniquely monstrous out of the Collins family, he has someone else around through the night, and someone who understands the sufferings of bloodthirst and being shut out of the sun.

furthermore, Roger's very much interested in his family history and stories of the past, the building of Collinwood, Jeremiah's ships – and Barnabas was there. there's potential for some very interesting conversations about the past, and the arc of the Collins family history to the present, not to mention literature, travel, fashion, politics and the rest. Roger's his cousin's mirror in modernity in many ways, and that's something potentially interesting to explore: the world changes around them, but Collinses do not.

as an aside, they both have a funny sort of relationship to Burke. Barnabas hates him for his resemblance to Jeremiah and envies his friendship with Vicki and thinks he's crude, and Roger ... well. it's complicated. it's closer to antagonism than not, and Burke has tried to kill him once in this au, and Roger resents his flirting with Vicki, but then there's everything else with their past. so I don't think Barnabas' treatment of him would sit particularly well with Roger, he'd take the attitude of hey, only I can be a dick to Burke >:(

the definite fracture point is Barnabas imprinting on Vicki. Roger's already jealous and possessive by nature, and it's amplified by the supernatural nature of his relationship to Vicki (being closer, bodily and mentally; being necessary to each other; being, quite literally, sustenance) so he's already a little on edge when Barnabas starts paying attention to her, giving her presents, and appreciating the scenery — Barnabas doesn't, exactly, tend to have much in the way of moral inclination to leaving women alone when they have prior engagements, but it's fair to point out the irony of everything Roger was doing with his bloodbag governess when he was still very much a married man.

anyway: Roger finds foreign bite marks on his wife's neck, and he's understandably immensely upset by this. partially out of territorial sentiment, but he also knows Vicki, and he knows that she wouldn't have invited another vampire willingly — which means that she was forced, or hypnotized, or attacked in secret, and there's only the one potential suspect. this is already enough to lose his good will, but he might have been willing to let Barnabas go with a "hands off," had this discovery not lead to finding out what he'd also been doing to Liz. the combination of the two is unforgivable, and it's Barnabas' error to have made an enemy who is very personally aware of all his vampiric weaknesses, and Burke's already carved a stake.

[phoenixcatch7]

Cap marvel headcanons I Will integrate into a fic one day but also have Zero basis in canon to my knowledge (this ended up being LONG):

The living lightning is an ancient force akin to the speed force, and the 'true' guardian of magic, being possibly the first 'magical creature' ever created.

The rock of eternity only recently became based on earth, in the past several thousand years, with the planet's deities acting as mountains in the rain cycle - funnels to safely channel the magic back into the Champion. It's a fully symbiotic relationship that benefits the planet and its people immensely.

This means previously the rock has been based on alien planets. Previous champions are ancient aliens, many from species that no longer exist, either because the species died out or evolved into something unrecognisable.

The champion of magic may have inspired the oua (?), the creators and high council of the green lanterns. Ooh maybe an oua was selected as champion, which is how they learned of it!

The living lightning, when not in a mortal vessel, rests in the heart of the Rock in a large brazier, with a smoke lid of white edged with gold in a familiar pattern. It is tradition, or perhaps instinct, for a Champion to light the brazier whenever they visit the Rock. It will be lit for as long as the visit lasts, and be extinguished the next time they come.

Should it choose to take form, the living lightning resembles a washed out combination of each of its previous Champions. Its form is solid and clear, strong and made for battle, but distinctly uncanny. It doesn't leave its brazier, nor speak.

The 'ideal form' of a hero varies all the time, doesn't it? Especially if you're a kid still growing and learning about yourself and the world. Headcanon cap ever so subtly changes features sometimes. Gradually. Height and build changes sometimes. One of the league members has noticed but they really can't prove it to themselves and it's driving them crazy. Billy has no idea.

On that topic, the 'ideal form' also includes the clothes, right? The red costume? If Billy transforms with the intent of doing something outside his normal hero things (ie, attending a celebration), the outfit has every reason and ability to change to reflect that! Everyone expecting cap to show up in his normal gear and ready to throw a formal suit at him to wiggle on over his costume and he shows up in a red and gold set with a little one shoulder cape like 'yeah I have no idea either'.

Cap marvel Is An Adult. Billy isn't, but cap is in every single way that someone could count. This is probably canon but in some fics I think the jl forgets lol. It's still the same soul, just, with an adult filter instead of a kid one. However that filter manifests.

Not sure this is canon too, but the idea of the mind/soul/whatever of cap manifesting as this great impossible mass. A storm, or a tiger, or a barrier of lightning. This giant, untouchable, dormant mass of power and implied Danger™. Again, Billy has no idea. J'onn is eying warily from a very safe distance.

His wiki practically waxes poetic about his abilities and skills in strategy, mathematics, nigh precognition from ability to spot and manipulate patterns. Captain marvel is unbeatable at chess. Batman has lost to him. Billy cannot do fractions and it drives him up the WALL.

The champion, and ONLY the champion, can share his powers. If shazam wants a second champion he has to give a new set wholesale or convince the champion to share. Similarly, those patroned by the champion cannot transform unless the champion is also transformed. Because otherwise that would be too easy for Billy lol.

Every time Billy asks, tawky gives a different canon origin story. Billy has no idea which is true.

Billy's parents died accidentally freeing Adam on their expedition. Probably crushed by rubble :(. The wizard is the only one who knows and really isn't inclined to share, and Adam either hasn't connected the dots or never really noticed they were there.

Cap and Billy love each other, regardless of whatever version their whole thing is. They're the only reason the other remembers self care and that kind of self love, even if he's not sure he deserves it, makes a world of difference with how they portray themselves to the world.

Cap doesn't need to breathe to speak but he never remembers that and has repeatedly choked in water and space. Superman empathises but tries not to find it funny after the third time it happens.

Billy has showed the wizard memes.

The wizard internally refers to Billy as the 'sassy, lost child'. He has a pointy hat like any good wizard but refuses to wear one since Billy keeps asking him to, pretty please.

Cap once won an arm wrestle with superman by pretending to lick his hand. He didn't. Billy would have.

Cap marvel CANONICALLY bites but after the first time he regulates his jaw strength. Thankfully it was Black Adam so no one lost a hand. He had him in a headlock so who's fault was it really.

Ebenezer doesn't have a strong opinion on cap marvel either way. Billy thinks that's almost worse.

The living lightning isn't lightning. It was around before lightning. It is living, however. It is that 'living' that forms the main consciousness of the Champion form, in this case Marvel. Its not sentient or sapient itself, that's the vessel, but it is the building blocks of it.

In dc (again no idea if this has any basis in canon) magic is the fifth state of matter, above plasma. Yes this interferes incredibly with quantum physics and theoretical science. No the magic users don't know how it works either. No they will not help you they have their own research (into the exact same thing) to do.

If the Rock is obliterated cap marvel will die (along with pretty much everything else but irrelevant). However, if he manages to save the brazier, he will continue on. Magic as a whole deal won't be very happy and aeons of magical knowledge and history and artifacts will be lost, but cap will live and can rebuild from the ashes. The brazier is Heavy but enough super strength can move it if you don't mind bringing a chunk of floor. And the rock is so weakened it's literally falling apart but those are the right circumstances anyway so.

[cats-in-the-clouds]

it is unfortunate when i go to prayer and cry my eyes out and the only response i really hear is that i simply have to bear it. like usually i can get my emotions out and once they’re settled i hear a rational solution but it sucks when i don’t get the answer i want. i just have to keep waiting. like normally i hear something that gives me strength but wow apparently i’ve hit a new low

[beechicory]

Oh my Godddddddd, another day, another confirmation that, in terms of parent quality in terms of my young relative it goes:

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Just...fucking absolute ghouls. Levels of selfishness that go beyond comprehension. Sickening cruelty. I want to tar and feather them. Jesus Christ.

[camellia-thea]

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[mayoiayasep]

anw i'll stand by it until the day i die that it should've been orihime who beat ulquiorra in the end and not ichigo

[piplupod]

me like four days ago to an old friend who msged me to reconnect: "yeah no i think things are settling down maybe after this last month of actual hell"

today: mother's medical situation has been handed a kablooey and the next few months are going to be Even Harder