#but DAAAAAMN SON

[kitty-pixelz]

Alexis

[qqueenofhades]

-Inhales- 🎶🎶 I PUT MY HANDS UP THEY'RE PLAYING MY SONG THE BUTTERFLIES FLY AWAY-!!!!!🎶🎶 BIG KAHUNA HAS LANDED, THIS IS NOT A DRILL, BIG KAHUNA HAS LANDED!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉 -Party in the USA anon

[morastfrck]

Hi thx again for that art. Honestly i wanted to share with my True Hero headcanons (I prefer more responsible Delsin, rather than psychopath) - More Responsibility: Will protect every conduit, teach and guide them to control their powers. He became friend of many conduits and thanks to his ideals, he will find many conduits with same mindset (justice and equality for both Humans and Conduits). And thus creating sort of like Justice League to protect the entire world. - From now on, he is public face: whenever he goes, expect lots of cameras and journalists. While he loved this at first, it became annoying as fuck and decided just to go away from them as fast as possible. However his actions, will give people hope and inspire everyone in the entire world. - He will mete with Zeke, who will tell Delsin everything about Cole. And while feeling inspired, he would also struggle more about continuing ideals of Cole and carrying on his legacy. Questioning himself, is he really worthy? - Akomish will became his place of protection and warm. Betty will always make lots of cakes and his favourite dishes, to make him feel better. - No matter his struggling, Delsin will always try to do his best no matter what. From saving cats from trees, to prevent another war crimes to happen or cartels to hurt innocent. He maybe struggles, but he will not let his struggle, to fail so many innocent people. - Delsin once a month will always visit Reggie's grave to talk about anything. Trying to hold himself not to cry. - He will have more powers, but not asking for more and being responsible with this. (If a conduit says no, Delsin will not take it) - He may be a hero, he is still no saint. If there is a conduit or a criminal mastermind who cannot change and still a threat to innocent, he will put him down for good. - Delsin one day will face conduits of nightmares and will face his biggest fear: REggie. However he understands it's not real and overcomes it. - Delsin will become everyone's big bro and a mentor sort of like Charles Xavier. Thanks to Eugene's genius they would profit and have lots of money to start investing on good stuff and make a big base for conduits to live and train. - Delsin will have no free time (unfortunately) - he will always check the monitors for any crimes, and while he has his friends, he still would feel lots of pressure on his shoulders. - Delsin one day will face a conduit who was used and brainwashed by her own father, who wanted to use her for himself. Once Delsin hears this story, he will be mad and kill that person in blind rage. - Eugene's new invention allowed to train in virtual reality, to have faster and better access to new powers. Fetch will be sort of like flash thanks to her light speed abilities. While Delsin will always be everywhere at the same time to protect everyone. And also here is mine headcanon quote for Delsin hero. "The world is not a great place. It's fulled of bad and sick people. And yet here i am, doing my best no matter what. And while i'm still breathing the ideals of justice and hope, I will never die. I will struggle, but never give up the fight. And i will not stop my fight, until the world would turn into a better place than it ever was. Never." What do you think?

woah hell that is a big ass concept you have here, you should totally write a post canon story with it or something (bc fr its really put together, even with further future concepts and everything)

honestly? this does seem like a plausible option for that kind of delsin. I mean, society would have to face some major changes after augustine’s fall, both in terms of conduit relating laws and people’s mindsets, and having someone as known as delsin take everything in his own hands would def help. So imo the plot idea is pretty solid.

I personally would focus more on delsin’s personal growth. Storywise he is already powerful enough that he was able to take down augustine - which is hella impressive, she had been practicing concrete for 7 years. So i dont really see any point in focusing on him expanding his powers but rather deciding how to use them. You called bad karma a psychopath, but i feel like they are far more similar to each other, Its not like they are two different characters. the only thing separating hero from infamous is like this one metaphorical wrong choice.

If he makes this bad decision, he is basically forced to make more - he killed one guy, so what difference would it make if he killed a few more, and so on. He would also probably be way more focused on revenge - for himself on society (that was rejecting him throughout his life, for graffity and similar stuff) and failed him again after he turned out to be a conduit, for reggie, for akomish (and later even revenge on akomish for also rejecting him). Its like a vicious circle of him being rejected, getting his revenge for it, and getting rejected furthermore.

For the hero on the other hand, i see him as more of a trapped in the expectations type of character. He saved a few people, and now they point their phone cameras at him and scream his name, and he just cant let them down. At first it really busts his ego - he literally talked about becoming a hero before, so makes sense that he is flattered. But the thing is, on the inside he is still the same person who could have gone the infamous path. After all, bad karma points are only given for executing an enemy, not just for them dying. I believe that shows the difference really well, as its not about murder, its about cruelty.

Delsin doesnt have the truly neutral choice, bc he will either be percieved as a villain or a hero by the crowd, so naturally their perception will always be exaggerated. They either see him as a psychopath or a saint, no inbetween.

But in reality, he is still a sly fucker who draws mocking graffitis on the walls and flirts with his enemies, no matter what choice he made.

(tho i do feel like reggie’s death could make big difference for his alignment. either sending him down the revange path or making delsin want to not let his brother down and going all hero)

so basically, i feel like really becoming a hero, and not just a rebel with good reputation would be pretty challenging for him. It would be interesting to see the way he would struggle to actually make rational and good choices at times, or how he would tackle the problems actual heroes face (or like those “who should i save” dillemas from superhero comics)

also this is why i prefer the og delsin, as i see him as the one who stays more loyal to his original ideology, and while accepting his feelings he doesn’t go too far with revenge stuff or attempts to become the hero everyone needs. He is the “its not possible to please everyone” and he is fine that way

But generally i think you have a really cool concept here. It works great, tho we def dont see some things the same way lmao

and good luck in turning it into somethin more? (bc i really hope you do its worth it!!!!)

oh but also think about mentor delsin in his late thirties-fourties😩😏

[jade-curtiss]

Ça se passerais pas comme ça si à m'avais pas demandé d'y montrer une autre perspective. Comme, demande pas des choses comme ça maman? C'est juste weird sur un moyen temps.

[pampanope]

I just had a revelation and I have to share it with you. What if, bell survived, and was secretly watching Adler as he raised Graves, and one day bell kidnaps young!graves as soon as he was old enough to be able to hold on his own, and then, working with Shepherd, they brainwashed Graves to work for Shepherd, implanted memories of joining the marines, and they then created Shadow Company and put brainwashed Graves at the helm, to keep him as far away from Adler as possible.

Flash forward to present day/mw3 time, Graves is still being brainwashed by Bell even though Shepherd is dead, and Phil doesn’t even know that Adler is his dad, but Adler has been looking for him for the longest time, and now without shepherd to help Bell keep Phillip away from Adler and cover their trails, Russell is able to finally start tracking down his son.

Daaaaamn

That’s the worst (best) revenge he could possibly have on Adler.

For destroying his mind, he destroys Adler’s most precious thing in his life

And it’s gonna separate father n son dor years 😩😩😩

Phillip not even remembering he has family searching for aaahhh TTnTT

[theshiniestgemstone]

my wife- fem!reader x gideon gemstone

summary: in which a slip of the tongue lets the cat out of the bag

warnings: none

It was one of those slow, golden afternoons at the lake house—warm and lazy in the way that begged for sunburns and slightly-too-sweet lemonade. Everyone was sprawled out across the yard in various states of half-conscious relaxation. Eli sat in a wicker chair under the shade of an umbrella, sunglasses perched on his nose, his Bible in one hand and a sweating glass of iced tea in the other. Jesse and Amber were bickering lightly near the grill, Jesse jabbing the tongs in her direction every time she corrected his technique.

You were settled on a blanket spread over the grass, legs tucked neatly beneath you as you tried to keep your sundress from riding up too far. Gideon sat beside you, leaned back on his hands, ankles crossed, his eyes half-lidded from the sun and the comfort of being home.

Pontious and Abraham were tossing a football back and forth while Keefe—sweet, ever-patient Keefe—sat on a stump nearby, watching like a proud coach even though he didn’t seem entirely sure what was going on, whether it was two man football or just a game of catch or keep away. The family had spent most of the afternoon tossing playful jabs at each other and unlike other times, you earned your own. Mostly about how you and Gideon look at each other, but it's a rite of passage. Judy was in rare form today, all high-volume opinions and deeply questionable fashion choices, flopped on a pool chair with a wine spritzer. She took a lazy sip, then zeroed in on you.

“Y’all see how her hair’s puffed up like a cotton ball?” Judy said, grinning. “Girl, this humidity is committing war crimes on your head. Look like a Bratz doll who stuck a fork in an outlet.”

You blinked, caught off guard for half a second before you could formulate a response. But before you could say a word, Gideon casually looped his arm around your shoulders and drew you in closer.

“Don’t talk about my wife like that,” he said, lighthearted but with enough weight to still the air.

Every conversation around the yard stopped. Even the football hit the ground with a thud after whizzing past Pontious's head. You could feel your heart leap into your throat, suddenly very aware of every eye in the Gemstone family squarely on you.

Jesse squinted, his mouth twitching into a knowing grin. “That’s why you’ve had that moony look in your eyes all week,” he said, pointing a pair of tongs straight at Gideon. “Boy’s been walking around like he’s in a damn perfume commercial.”

Amber’s eyebrows shot up. “You married her?” she asked, her tone more curious than judgmental. “Like… for real?”

Gideon, who hadn’t moved his arm, just nodded. Then he smiled down at you, gently brushing a piece of hair away from your face like it hadn’t just been the most monumental reveal in the middle of a casual afternoon.

You were caught somewhere between mortified and glowing.

Eli chuckled low from his seat, shaking his head. “Well, I’ll be. I had a feeling. The boy's been smiling like he’s got a secret.”

Pontious just let out a long, “Daaaaamn,” while Abraham clapped a hand over his mouth, like the word wife had physically stunned him.

And Judy, after a beat of wide-eyed silence, muttered, “Guess the hair’s not that bad,” before tipping back the last of her spritzer.

Keefe, sweet and wide-eyed, clapped softly. “Aw, I love love.”

There was a brief silence, then Jesse slapped Gideon on the back with a laugh, nearly knocking him forward. “You better be treating her right, son. And you—” he turned to you, wagging a finger, “—if you hurt him, we will televise the revenge.”

You just gave him your best innocent smile, sliding your hand into Gideon’s without a word. Gideon leaned into you a little more, whispering under his breath, “Guess the cat’s outta the bag.”

“Yeah,” you murmured, smirking. “And so is the ‘moony look,’ apparently.”

He groaned, burying his face in your shoulder.

You shifted slightly under the weight of everyone's eyes, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, the sundress riding up again as you crossed your ankles tighter. The air was thick with curiosity and disbelief, but also—somewhere under all the noise—something close to acceptance.

“Well,” you started, trying to smooth your voice, “we could have been a little more subtle about it.”

Gideon let out a short breath, somewhere between a laugh and a wince.

“A little?” Amber deadpanned, crossing her arms. “Y’all dropped a bomb like it was a group text about brunch.”

Eli, to his credit, just chuckled again, still relaxed under his umbrella. “Sounds like y’all did what made sense for you.”

"See! He gets it!" You gave him a grateful glance. “We tried to plan it. We really did.”

“Oh, God, did we,” Gideon added with an exaggerated groan. “It was like every time we talked about it, someone had an opinion. Y'all wanted doves."

"My mom wanted it at home."

"Her uncle wanted it outdoors. Her cousin thought she should wear cream.”

You shuddered at the idea of wearing the same cream wedding dress your cousin offered for 'good luck'. But with three baby daddies and four divorces, you thought about burning it.

“Cream?” Judy scrunched up her face. “Like milk?”

“And my family kept sending links to, like, five different venues—across four states,” you said, shaking your head. “It stopped being about us and started being… I don’t know. An event for everyone else. Song requests in my DMs from distant relatives."

Gideon nodded. "I love her as much as the next guy, but Adele at a wedding?"

Jesse snorted. "We could have had her perform live for y'all."

“We were already living together,” Gideon added, his voice softer now. “We’d already chosen each other. So one night we were just like… why not?”

“So you just did it?” Abraham asked, his mouth full of chips.

You nodded. “Drove down to Tallahassee, signed the papers, got lunch after. Nothing fancy. But it felt… right.”

Abraham looked mildly offended. “And none of us were invited?”

Jesse just scoffed. “Son, I didn’t even get a phone call.”

“You would’ve live-streamed it,” Gideon said flatly.

“And thrown doves,” you added with a smirk.

Amber held up a hand. “Okay, wait—Tallahassee? Like… Florida?”

“Yeah,” Gideon shrugged. “They had a drive-thru chapel. And there was a restaurant across the street that gives free meals to newlyweds."

Eli laughed out loud then, shaking his head. “Well, I suppose it’s better than the time Jesse proposed to Amber during the Fourth of July fireworks.”

“Oh my Lord,” Amber muttered. “We said we’d never bring that up again.”

Judy, now two drinks in, lifted her glass lazily. “Here’s to the freaks who get married in Florida.”

“Hell yeah,” Gideon murmured, squeezing your hand again.

The moment passed into laughter and teasing again, just like that, the same warm chaos as before. Except now you weren’t just with Gideon—you were his, fully and unapologetically.

And as he leaned over to kiss your cheek, murmuring a “thanks for not running away,” you just smiled.

“Was never gonna run, Gemstone. I drove to Tallahassee for you, remember?”

He grinned, glowing with that soft, stupid, moony look all over again.

[hippopotamusdreamer]

Witch's Son

genre. [PS][F][AU]

warnings. None?

additional notes. Female! Reader | You/Your pronouns, not proofread lol

pairing. Felix x Reader

w.c. 1,043

a/n. This is for Fall Cryptid season!

Kpop Masterlist

Fandom Masterlist

Fall Cryptid List

He was always handsome in your opinion, the witch’s son. Others in the community would even agree with you. Hair and personality of the sun and face filled with stars. A man unlike any other even if you never knew his name. Occasionally, he would be seen foraging in the forest for his mother. Ingredients for her many potions and elixirs no doubt.

You’d catch a glimpse of him every now and then when he was on his way to the forest’s edge. The route he took just so happened to be past your bakery. As you would set up whatever treat of the day on display, you’d see the familiar head of blonde walking past the front window.

Your shop was pretty well known in the area. Along with regular treats, you also offered food with minor…tweaks. You were only 1/3 of a witch yourself from your father’s side. Unfortunately, there was a cap to how much magic a halfa (part magical creature, part human) could produce. But you weren’t complaining. You wouldn’t even know what to do with all that power should you have had it.

No, what you could do now was just enough in your opinion. Ever wanted to have a conversation with the family pet, try the strawberry acorn animal scone. Or how about easing the aches and pains of the daily grind with a Get Better Blondie? Perhaps even just blessing your breath with regular garlic butter dinner rolls to get rid of unwanted mothers-in-law’s? If you could think it, Leviathan’s Crest could bake it.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

It was on a random Tuesday morning that you had realized a mistake.

Last week you were supposed to reorder ingredients for the next two weeks. Sadly, you’d been distracted by a wedding cake order for a gorgon party. A three tiered marble cake with a rock solid base. You had a fun time delivering the finished product; they even gave you a mini statue of the bride and bride as a wedding favor.

Regardless of the good time, you’d shirked your obligations and now present you was suffering for it. It was too late to order for the recipes now but you’d still need to order it for the next day. Your lavender lotus loaves were one of your hot ticket items and they needed to be made for the day. With your meager powers, each loaf was able to make the customer feel a serenity that’d put the CBD shoppe to shame. And not to brag or anything but they were fucking delicious.

It was as you were about to run out of your shop to Kochi’s Bazaar, the germakochi owned spice bazaar that was home to the most pungent spices, Turkish delights, caviar, dried nuts, and more, that you ran into something, or rather, someone instead.

“Oh!” A deep voice yelled in surprise.

“Oh my god!” you exclaimed.

There before you stood the man of your fantasies. You were absolutely gobsmacked. This man was absolutely STUNNING, with a capital STUN.

‘Daaaaamn, he looks better up close.’

“You alright?”

‘And an accent???’ Your internal monologue was just going haywire.

“Uh…yeah,” you said, trying to pull yourself together. “No yeah, I’m…I’m ok. Sorry for running into you.”

He smiled brightly at your flustered form, grinning from ear to ear. “It’s fine. No harm done.”

You both stood in front of your bakery waiting for the other to speak.

“You’re not closing up early are you? The day hasn’t even started,” He asked, finally breaking the silence while glancing from you to the bakery.

“Sort of? For now anyways.”

He gave you a questioning look that made you want to elaborate immediately.

“I ran out of one the key ingredients that I needed to make one of my specialty loaves. I was gonna head on over to Kochi’s to see if he had anything in stock.”

“Oh no! …I think I heard my mom saying that Kochi’s not here right now,” he said with an apologetic look.

“What!?” You hadn’t heard anything about Kochi leaving.

“Yeah! He, uh, went back to Turkey for a family emergency or…something.”

“Crap, what am I gonna do now?” you mumbled to yourself.

“You know, I was heading to the forest just now, I could see if I can find whatever it is you need.”

“Oh, no, I couldn’t possibly trouble you…”

You never got his name…

“Felix,” He answered with a crooked smile.

“Felix,” you repeated softly, his smile turning into a grin once again.

“It’s no trouble at all Y/N. Just tell me what you need.”

Is your brain short circuiting? Did he just check you out? No right?

“L-Lavender..?”

“Lavender?”

Clearing you throat, you nodded.

“Alright, I’ll keep an eye out. I know a spot that should have some, be back in an hour. Hope that’s ok.”

“Yeah that’s fine, I’ll prepare something else in the meantime. As a thank you, I’ll give you one of whatever you want and a drink of your choice for free.”

“I’ll look forward to it,” he said while walking away, grin still plastered on his face.

You stared after him for a few moments before realizing what you were doing. Face flushing in embarrassment, you ran inside your bakery to get started on a different treat to put out.

But it was when you were mixing in the some wolfsbane to a muffin mixture that you realized, you’d never given Felix your name before, so how did he…?

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

Felix didn’t know if Kochi was really out of town or not as he walked down his usual path towards the forest. The route was actually out of the way from his mother’s place but he had his reasons for coming this way.

What he did know was that he finally got the chance to talk to the cute baker he’d been crushing on for the past who knows how long. He couldn’t keep the smile off his face even if he tried.

Something stirred in the air as he walked, and it wasn’t the magic that thrummed in his veins.

This in no way reflects the actual persons involved/based in this fic, nor their actual character. This is purely fiction.

© hippopotamusdreamer, est 2024. all rights reserved.

[shy-nightmare]

So the weasels visited me again last night. And they gave me a gift 🥺🎁

Since it's almost Christmas, I'll share what happened with you guys!😁 @weaselnerd, @lastofautumn and @los-angeles-toon-patrol, you guys are gonna crack up 🤣

So I'm at the tunnel in Mt. Hollywood, and I don't know how I got here. I scurry around, trying to find my way back to town when Smartass stops me

"Hey, dollface!" he calls out, stepping out of the tunnel with his boogle trailing behind him.

Oh Christ, what now? I think to myself and roll my eyes. Sighing exasperatedly, I turn to face him ready to escape whatever bullshit they have in mind for me this time. "Yeah?"

"Listen," the Brooklyn gangster holds his hands up nonchalantly, "We know we's been houndin' ya fer da last three months now-"

"You think?" I cut him off, glancing between him and Greasy with a raised brow. The Spaniard weasel greets me with a smug, perverse smirk and a flirty wink.

Smartass glares at me for a moment, then continues. "Anyway, I can only imagine how difficult it's been, postin' chapters and 'bakin'' art one month after anotha'. But since you've been woirkin' so hard, we thought it'd be real nice ta' give youse an early Christmas gift."

You can imagine my surprise as soon as he said those words. The weasels have a gift for me? And Smartass of all people helped?

That was...touching, to say the least. I was perplexed, but I knew there was a catch here. Especially if it's them. After a moment, I reply sassily, "You mean you'll stop the late-night hauntings? Or better yet, keep your horndog here away from me?"

Greasy arches a brow, then grins. "Oh, come on, querida. You're not still mad at me for that, are you?" he steps closer, wearing a sympathetic frown. "You've been so tense and stressed out, you needed a break. What kind of a gentleman would I be if I wouldn't offer a beautiful, hardworking woman such as yourself my services~?"

Again, I roll my eyes. "Oh please, the only service you could provide is giving Bongo a bonus for tossing your ass out of the Ink & Paint Club."

"DAAAAAMN!" Psycho and Wheezy both shout out as Stupid lost it, all laughing and chortling wildly at my roast. Greasy stares at me in jaw-dropped shock as Wheezy slips up behind to nudge his shoulder, "She just grilled yer ass, son!"

"STOP THAT LAUGHIN'!" Smartass barks out, and they shut up before he turns back to me. "Yer lucky we like youse, kid! We don't just hand out goodies fer anyone, y'know!"

"Wow, I feel so loved." I reply deadpanned and cross my arms, "So...whatcha got for me?"

Smartass smirks and digs into his jacket. He walks over to me and I keep my guard up, ready to flinch when...

...he gives me a present.

My eyes go wide. Wait, what?

"You..." I ask, speechless, "You guys actually got me a present?"

"Yeah," the gangster answers, and for a moment, I could've sworn I saw a tiny, sincere smile curl his lips. "We figured you desoirve somethin' special fer everythin' you've done and how hard you've woirked. So ta' cut tha' 'sentimentalist' bullshtick, Merry Christmas, Shy."

I couldn't blink. I couldn't even talk or think. I...was really not expecting this. Especially from Smartass.

This was so unexpected, I couldn't hide a smile. They got me a gift for Christmas. Isn't that sweet? 🥺

"Awe, you guys!" I gush while tearing off the wrapping, "Thank you! You really didn't have to--"

I open the gift and this is what they got me.

This. This right here. This is what they give me for Christmas.

An Eddie Valiant entrée wrapped in a Christmas present ¬_¬

I knew it. This was simply too good to be true.

Taking my silence for awestruck amazement, Smartass shrugs his shoulders half-heartedly and grins, "Yeah, sweet, ain't it? It's amazin' what ya can do with bendin' the laws of physics if you're a Toon."

"Uh...yeah, thanks." I thank him, keeping my smile warm and genuine. Damn, Valiant, looks like you've been hittin' the pig mask department again, huh?

"Yer welcome! Now before you go, there's somethin' we wanna ask ya."

Oh, boy. Should I even ask? 🙄

I sigh, "Yes?"

"WHEN WILL YOU POST CHAPTER SEVEN?!" all five weasels shout at me.

"Jesus Christ!" I yell back, waving my arms up, "Sometime next week, all right?! I've already decided when I'm gonna post it, let me figure out the time, please!"

This is one of the reasons why I post updates 😑

Anyways, hope you guys enjoy! 😊

[cadriox]

I also started reading TTG because of your recommendations and beautiful fan art and I have only a few chapters left until I'm caught up with everything and can I just say, it's getting to the point where if something happens and draco and ed or they end up separated in the end, I am going to be devasted and I will haunt your inbox forever for putting me through this pain!!!💔😭 I'm kidding, I know you have no control over what happens and overall I am still really glad I found this incredible fic because of you!!

ANON LISTEN. I WOULD BE, TOO. I WANT TO BE STRONG AND SAY IT'LL BE WHATEVER THE AUTHOR WANTS IT TO BE BUT DAMN I DON'T KNOW IF I CAN COPE DRAOCED NOT BEING TOGETHER BY THE ENDDDD.

Manifesting Draco leaving to amestris with ed I DONT CARE HOW I need it to happen.... let draco say avadacrada to father and finish the promised day in 2 hours so they can go out on a date and ed can start teaching draco alchemy and they can travel tog-

Anyway it's always my greatest pleasure to introduce people to TTG and DracoEd bc daaaaamn son they're intensely in love.........

Last but not least I've got a real funny edit I've never posted here but it's time now this is the most I've yapped about dracoed ANYWHERE. This has to be seen by the world now

(I forgot ed's entire arm lmaooooooo)

also pls dont forget to leave a comment on TTG bc damn Pree deserves it, and i loooove reading the comments it's only where you can find dracoed shippers lmao. (if you see me slowly rereading and giving almost every single chapter a comment like a serial killer pls dont mind me)

[yesthefandomfreakblr]

Yes I know Ripred is a meanie and I completely support him in his canon relationship with the questers, BUT-

Ripred cannonically knows when the kids need him. When it’s too much. When they need gentleness and even love. And he is always there to give it and be there. but the extent of his emotional connection with them during these times changes over the books. In the first book he reassured Gregor in dangerous situations and allowed him to grieve tick, and that was the extent of it. He was an adult being courteous of these poor random children.

In the second book we didn’t see anything but Gregor not feeling safe without him, then him forcing himself to calm down and not be mad at Gregor anymore when he relayed the tragic end of the quest. Again being an adult and reigning himself in despite his justified anger because the kid doesn’t need any more crap.

In the third book, as bad as he was, he’s gotten closer to Gregor. They know each other. Reassuring him that Ares will make it and they’ll save his mom even though he obviously has no hope. He sits and comforts the kid in his frightened moment and teaches him. Not dwelling on the negative emotions but pushing him into logical acceptance and helping himself. He’s pulled himself together as much as possible to be the sole protector and guardian of Gregor on that quest.

fourth book… we actually get a lot. Gregor telling Solavet he only listens to Ripred, Gregor feeling safe at the sight of Ripred keeping watch,THE FIRELANDS SCENE BETWEEN THEM. Ripred talking to him about his feelings for Luxa, ETC ETC ETC HOLY SHIT HES A DAD NOW.

book five!? DAAAAAMN DADDY. In training he’s more patient and even reins Gregor back to not strain himself too much. He’s ENCOURAGING. He SWEARS to Gregor he’ll get his family home safe. He cares for Lizzie. (Which Gregor is jealous of. It’s sad but shows how he’s grown to view Ripred as a paternal figure and wants his love) RIPRED BRAGGING ABOUT HIS BOY TO THE REGALIANS WHEN HES NOT AROUND. THAT’S HIS SON AND HE’S SO PROUD OF HIM. His outing Gregor’s feelings to get him out of the dungeons. Forcing Gregor to sit there until he agreed to forgive and listen to Ripred because he’ll be damned if he ruins this relationship. The pep talk before the fight with the bane. HHHHHHHHHHHH… and much more little things sprinkled in showing just how much Gregor trusts and needs him.

I love them.

[tagedeszorns]

Fabius shook his head. ‘Perhaps I overestimate the intelligence of our species. Perhaps we are little more than psychopathic apes, driven to fashion clubs and smash out the brains of our closest neighbours.’

Reynolds, Josh. Manflayer (Fabius Bile: Warhammer 40,000 Book 3) (S.309). Kindle-Version.

Fulgrim clasped all four hands before him. ‘Now, your worth is established. Your place in the game set. Now, my son, you have purpose.’ ‘I always had purpose.’ Fulgrim smirked. ‘The galaxy has no need of a new humanity when the old one is still so tasty. But it does need monsters. And those who can make monsters.’

Reynolds, Josh. Manflayer (Fabius Bile: Warhammer 40,000 Book 3) (S.322). Kindle-Version.

Okay. Okay. Maybe I'm overreacting (I'm an EC-fan. Drama is my lifeblood).

But daaaaamn do I have a bad feeling about that upcoming novel.

Yes, Guy Haley is a solid author. Yes, he did Erebus well and has proven he can write the "badder guys" with some heartblood.

But. Firstly he's stepping into the biggest shoes of all Black Library: Josh Reynolds' Fabius-novels and -stories are a benchmark. Not only for the Chief Apothecary himself, but also the Emperor's Children as a whole. Nobody has ever written them with more nuance and empathy. He has made them cool again. He has given them flesh on way too bare bones. He made them understandable and likeable. He gave even side-characters the most amazing character-arcs. That's something most Warhammer-novels are seriously lacking. So what can Haley do? Keeping the Consortium and all of the rest of Fabius' colourful and amazing Warband out of sight? (that would suck so hard. All appearances of Fabius without them so far were very, very bleak in comparison) Or stepping up and trying to do them justice?

And secondly he has to avoid the usual "Chaos has to be horrible and has to lose"-pitfall of everything 40k. (yeah, yeah technically Fabius isn't Chaos but the smallest of Chaos gods himself ... 😉)

And this is something I am not seeing so far.

But I have to keep my hopes up, somehow.

(Also: I am really not interested in Cawl one bit. He bored me during the Heresy, he's boring me now. But if he's given less screentime than Fabius I am happy)

Upside: It's not McNeill!

Downside: Chris Wraight wrote great EC, too. Why not Chris Wraight?

[tsuki-sennin]

Cure Sky is a hero. With our final battle mere moments away, what terrible scheme has Skearhead brought forth? How will our dear Cures fare? Will the Empress have her heart mended?

Spoilers, I guess...

-Skearhead, that sunnova bitch.

-Oh she mad

-Prism, I don't think a paint palette's gonna patch impalement.

-Jesus Christ man, you

-"Maybe if she weren't such a weakling, she wouldn't be dying horribly."

-"Die like your father, you pinheaded son of an ice cream maker."

-holy shit a royal assassin

-The Emperor...

-Is that a heart tattoo on his arm? That's super adorable.

-"I traumatized you, yes."

-This is beyond fucked up, man, what the hell

-Ohhhhh

-D

-Darkhead.

-Okay, he quite literally personifies the villainy that the Underg preached.

-That's uh... quite interesting, actually.

-Dude

-Duuuuude.

-Skearhead shut the fuck up, you did like 30% of that.

-V

-Vessel???

-"Come, daughter of Sky Land."

-Daaaaaaamn, okay Wing! Good initiative.

-Aaaaand the party's been split.

-Imma be real, these guys have been jobbing lately, Butterfly probably could beat them all on her own if she moved fast.

-"Princess's orders~!"

-That's a big boy.

-You can do that too, eh, Majesty?

-All on her own...

-The Big Princess...

-We left our baby.

-"Do you know why I made you my vessel?"

-Hero...

-I see, Darkhead goes for the Zamasu approach.

-"Cure Sky, she's perfect."

-Daaaaamn, okay Sora.

-For the Empress!

-"Darkhead, your villainy ends today!"

-"Power is nothing without someone to use it. ...which is why power can use instead."

-OH

-Like canaries in a coal mine.

-"This mist is nothing! I've inhaled grosser and more dangerous things on jogs!"

-"Exactly what I've been looking for."

-Sky

-Sky no-

-Oh

-That is not right, that is not correct, that is not cool Toei.

-Okay, no it is, this IS SO SICK

-Aesthetically Underg Energy Sky pops the fuck off.

-This is the only time we've seen this asshole happy. How fitting.

-Ohhhhh

-Oh nooooooo

"Dulling hop! Suffocating step! Dark Jump~! Eternally falling black sky! Cure Darkhead~!"

-Goin' for the Warlock Punch!

-Hot damn, Prism's not even flinching

-YOOOO SORAAAAAA

-"Are you shitting me?! I lost...? I lost control of Cure Sky's body because her GIRLFRIEND-!?"

-The Empress's heart has been made whole again.

-"You're just like us, Empress Underg :)"

-"I'm no hero. Not yet at least. But with Prism, Majesty... Wing and Butterfly too... all of Sky Land and the people of Earth... and I guess now even you, Empress... I truly feel like I'm-"

-INVINCIBLE SEASON 2 PART 2 BABYYYYYY WOOOOOO

-Friendship confirmed, I repeat, friendship confirmed!

-Dang, you guys had fun, huh?

-Daijarg!

-"Listen pal, you really should go to bed."

-It's Hero Time~! Once more~!

-What a season this has been.

-Every time I thought it was getting a little stale, or that perhaps I wasn't taking things super seriously, it just pops back up to surprise me again.

-Excelsior, Cure Sky. You'd have done the legends behind so many of the world's best superheroes proud.

-One last Hirogaru Change for the road! Soaring to Infinity! Our World!

-Then after that...

-Doggy

[roosterbox]

It’s Done

I’ve finished watching Hannibal. And honestly idk how y’all survived that finale back in 2015. Goddamn.

Anyway, I took notes. Spoilers, obviously.

Notes on The Wrath of the Lamb

Oooooooh boy here we fucking goooooo. Idk if I’m ready for this, guys

Poor Chilton. Really.

And poor Reba! She’s so awesome.

Richard Armitage is really great as Dolarhyde.

He’s got such a deep fucking voice, damn son.

Go Reba go!

This is my last time seeing this intro. *sighs*

Side note: at least half of the ads I’ve gotten on Hulu since watching this show have been kind of queer themed. I’m not gonna say it was because of Hannibal, but I’m not not saying that either, lol.

Will and Reba, awww. These two.

Will is such a good, ugh. I love him.

Dig dat memory palace

Get you a man that looks at you like Hannibal Lecter looks at Will Graham.

“What a cunning boy you are.” HANNI you’re such a FLIRT, stahp.

Is he stopped? Is he really, Will?

All of Will and Hannibal’s scenes in the second half of season 3 are like two birds doing a matching pair of outrageous mating dances. While also shit-talking each other the whole time. Their courtship game is next level.

THE HAND ON THE GLASSSSSSS my hearrrrrrrt

Will tries breaking Hannibal’s heart again, lol.

Oh shiiiiiiit. Told you he wasn’t stopped, Will.

Francis, if you hurt my baby boy…

Jimmy and Zeller! I’m gonna miss you guys when this ends. Even you, Zeller.

Bedelia! I’m sure I’ll see you again…

Also Will is sooooooo bitchy to her, lmao. He’s so jealous.

But Bedelia does know all.

“Meat’s back on the menu” FORESHADOWING, lmao. I love jealous, bitchy Will so much.

Yeeesh, poor Chilton. It’s kinda strange, because if this had happened to movie!Chilton? I wouldn’t have cared. Movie!Chilton is a true and irredeemable asshole of the highest order. But something (be it the writing or Raul Esparza) made series!Chilton into a more interesting, sympathetic, well-rounded character than his film counterpart. Never would have thought going in that I’d actually like Frederick Chilton, lol.

Gotta say, I’m not super fond of Alana’s post time skip hairstyle. But that’s just me.

Hanni hopes Chilton won’t be very ugly. Nice reference to the Red Dragon book, though he was talking about Will in that.

I love it when Hannibal gets all menacing. I don’t actually find Mads that intimidating as a person, but when he gets like that? Almost.

“I’ll say pretty please.” Oh I’m sure you will, Will. I’m sure you will ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

All of their fucking scenes are supercharged with sexual tension, my god.

“I need you, Hannibal.” And just like that, all of Hanni’s fantasies are coming true. Well, almost all of them. We’ll get back to that…

The escape. Yessssss.

Oh hey Francis. Fancy seeing you here.

“Going my way?” ASDFGHJKJHGFDS THESE GUYSSSSSS

The way Will looks at Hannibal ASDFJKLBFJBLK I cannot.

btw I still remember that Bryan Fuller said that Will and Hannibal’s “lips were busy” while the time passed. Don’t think I’ve forgotten, lmao.

And they’ve changed clothes, hmmmmm

There’s the Goldberg Variations again.

“My compassion for you is inconvenient, Will” might as well have said he loves him, lol.

IT BEGINS.

Hanni deliberately stood in front of the window (and Will) to take the bullet.

WILL! Francis, you touched his FACE! His beautiful FACE! How could you?!

Pull out that knife, Will.

They kill as a team. How romantic 🥰 And thus marks the moment when literally all of Hannibal’s deepest fantasies came true.

Damn, son. Daaaaamn.

I love to see my baby boy go so FERAL. It’s my favorite headcanon about how they kill together: Hanni is very clean, collected, almost elegant. Whereas Will will go straight savage on a motherfucker.

The blood spreads like wings. That’s cute.

Oh my goooooood it’s HAPPENING.

“This is all I ever wanted for you, Will. For both of us.” AHHHHHHHH!

“It’s beautiful.” I AM SCREAMING AND CRYING AND ROLLING ON THE FLOOOOOOR.

I think I love this song tbh.

The EMBRACE.

The FALL.

And then they went on the run. Also they got married. And fucked. A lot.

OH HEY Bedelia. Bon Appetit!

And with that… my first time Hannibal viewing journey comes to an end. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t very emotional about it. Also about that cliff scene, GODDAMN. I’ll see about doing a big write up about my thoughts tomorrow. It’s getting a bit late for that now.

Summary: I loved it.

I’m off to read more fanfics, lol.

[plumbobusuninterruptus]

charlie here all "oh thank you so much that's so helpful, see uh, my girlfriend's pregnant you know how it is."

mele is probably squinting at him like "dude. that's literally oliana's ex i thought she was a lesbian WHAT is going on here" and charlie all "she is? damn, I didn't know, i showed up and then she showed up. you mean that kid that comes around is their son? daaaaamn."

[wisdomshoes]

WHEN I WASSS A YOUNG BOYYA MY FATAA TOOK MAY INTO THE CITAAAY TO SAAY A MARCHING BAAAAND HE SAID SON WHEN YOU GROW UP WOULD YOUUUUU BEEEE THE SAVIOR OF THE BROKEN THE BEAAATEN AND THE DAAAAAMNED

ray toro after the queeniest solo ever : B D

draw noelle in full black parade. bleach her blonde hair too while youre at it.

my castletown romance

[datleggy]

“no choir” by florence + the machine is a buddie song hands down. might be THE buddie song for me.

ok but that line???? 

“the loneliness never left me. i always took it with me. but i can put it down in the pleasure of your company” 

i’m deadass about to tattoo that entire lyric onto my body holy shit