#excuse me as I go cry in the corner

[bawawawawaguitarsolofuckyeah]

What if Alastor does betray Charlie and the crew in the end- against his will? Him walking over towards the enemy's side as they call his name while all eyes are on him. Horrified. Betrayed. Angry.

the radio demon would just smile, keep up the grin. Plaster it on his face. Put on a show. Laugh at the disbelief in everyone's faces. He'd lie if he said it didn't hurt his face so much.

He'd tell himself that he never cared about them. That he never once thought of them as anything but pawns. That they should've seen this coming because his heart stopped beating a long time ago, his soul was jaded, and his humanity rotten.

But the heaviness in his chest and the trembling of his hands say otherwise. The smile that didn't reach his eyes told a different story. All the times he would cook them his special Jambalaya, or the the times he would join in their silly exercises, or pull an all nighter with them on game nights, or be there just as someone to listen when someone bothered them (they'd be dead tomorrow)- all these memories - was it all really just for show? And it would dawn on him, like a cruel spotlight exposing the darkest corners of his dead, black heart.

Maybe he did care for them. loved them as a family. Wanted what was best for them. Wished he could be with them. Be part of their family

And he hated himself for that. Because it's too late. He's chosen his side and broke their hearts. He could only stand in the side as everyone else was fighting for their side. He felt horrible. A traitor. A ghost.

So, maybe -as one last act of redemption, one last attempt to plea for forgiveness, to let them know that he did care, that he did love them - at the final battle - When all seemed lost - he sacrifices himself. By fighting for them. Going against his master. Risking his own life - not because he was told so- but because he wanted to. For them.

Ignoring the anguish that burned in him as he took hit after hit as he desperately tries to stop his master before they could hurt his friends. His family. Ignoring their shouts of worry, shouts of pleas for him to stop. For him to step back. For him to let them help him.

But he doesn't let them because they've done so much already. They've let him in, loved him, and accepted him, and he never thought he'd ever experience that again

And just like that - he's on the ground. Bleeding, gasping for air, dying. Static radio thick in the air. Him barely able to register the blurry figures hovering over him. Muffled voices that made his head ring. The pain numbing his body. Everything was so much at the same time.

But he felt it, a hand on his cheek, a trembling, soft, gentle, and kind touch. And for a while, his vision cleared and he could see her. Charlie. Crying. Her lips moving as she said something he didn't quite catch. He hated seeing her like this and it pained him to be the very reason why

And someone else is there, one just like Charlie's - Lucifer, his hand on his daughter's shoulder. Alastor hated appreciated the much concern on his face. appreciation and respect glinting in his eyes.

Alastor was too broken to be fixed. Too shattered to be put back together. And too close to the gates of death to be brought back down again. And it was alright. The only regret was not being able to spend more hellish days with the crew. But other than that? He's happy. And he wished them happiness too.

And so, with all the strength he could muster, he moved his shaking, bloodied up hand, tiringly to his own cheek, just above Charlie's hand, trying to tell her that it's alright. He's alright. It's gonna be okay.

"Smile, my dear." He rasps out, his throat scratched and his lungs tight. "You're never fully dressed without one."

The air went silent, for the static was gone. the great Alastor altruist died for his friends. This is how it ended.

[bawawawawaguitarsolofuckyeah]

Holy fucking shit

Hear me out w another Radiostatic AU.... where Alastor is blinded by Lilith as a last reminder to know who he will always belong to.... and Vox contracted a virus where his hypnosis can no longer be controlled at will and anyone who maintains visual contact with his screen will fall victim to it.... perhaps also add that he can no longer communicate verbally and uses audio clips of any format, be it music or visual, to do so....

Was I inspired by the story of the blind woman and Medusa? Definitely. But I'm seriously considering drawing it lol

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Remember: The burning sensation is part of the process.

[gazkamurocho]

Happy Valentine's Day 💘

[reireichu]

[stupidr3dpanda]

Ugh the dying urge to sit on Simon's face and have him suffocating between my chubby thighs, see his eyes roll back when I move my hips against his mouth, feel his hands on my tits and pulling at my nipples, his tongue making slow circles on my clit and his silenced moans and grunts making me cum on his pretty face uuhhhgggg! :(

[autistook]

EXCUSE ME BUT LOOK AT MERRY GIGGLING AND PRESSING HIS FOREHEAD ON FRODO'S SHOULDER

[savvysquidling]

I just finished Veilguard and god, I have so many feelings right now. The game was fantastic, and I will beat anyone who tries to tell me otherwise over the head with Varric's books.

[hamburgernotsohelpful]

This Marcy made me once again question if I need Therapy, Because why she look so Good?!

[elspeth-catton]

a sad day for farleigh fans everywhere

[neverforget1228]

Edgeworth Cinematic Parallels: just asking the accused point-blank if they did it

[mandiemegatron]

Me, staring up at all my mutuals who I love so very dearly and who make me feel like the best version of myself:

[lilrambo-shooter]

The fact that the infiltration log for Shido's palace doesn't mention anything about Akechi in the engine room....

Imagining Akiren struggling to write down the log, his hands shaking as he remembers. Eventually the log is finished and between two entries is a scratched line.

He doesn't sleep well that night.

[ilsaethan]

[wordvomit555]

I'm refreshing my memory on "Photograph" by Ed Sheran, because of Buddie and this line!!!!

Oh you can fit me Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen Next to your heartbeat Where I should be Keep it deep within your soul

This is the most Buddie, scratch that the most Buckley-Diaz family line from that song. The necklace? The heartbeat? The soal? That's all Chris for Eddie and he wants to keep Buck close to it, because Buck belongs with them.