ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to sadomasochistically torture fictional characters
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Something that completely flew over my head (I am not very observant), I was rereading chapter 87: Winged Lion II to re-check some things about dungeons and I just now realized the ancient humans weren't from the current races we know.
They seem to have characteristics from several of the human races together, and some of them even seem to have fur (like demi-humans?)
It's even implied that the lifespan differences and physical differences (the two asking for muscles and using magic in the background) were due to the Demon granting wishes
I did notice this part but I didn't realize this was probably part of the source of the race differences rather than the races already being different and wishing for different things.
So at some point the human races might have been even more closely related, before a powerful being influenced their evolution.
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Something born from a convo on twt
(Bingmei is still The Emperor and The HHP Palace Master but he spends more time with his family and house duties, and working hard into his dream of having a BIG family)
The tweet that inspired this, which I very much agree, omega Binghe supremacy
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also love the fact that the writers made it clear that aemond now realizes that his story of claiming vhagar doesn't make him the special snowflake targaryen of the world like he thinks it did. you know that he's been thinking for years that he has some prophesied greatness for being able to claim a big war dragon on his own and has been using that to inflate his own ego. and then here comes addam, some lowborn boat man who was hand-picked by a war dragon, and now there's another random guy flying over the castle on a dragon. literally everyone gets a dragon you get a dragon i get a dragon the silversmith down the street gets a dragon. and you know that's going to drive aemond NUTS
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Saint Applebees, champion of Cassandra, and Sir Applebees, Knight of Cassandra.
(please pick this future Bucky, it's the one with better friends and a sick mullet)
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Thinking about a boyfriend that just casually let's his bros have access to me without ever asking me if I'm ok with it or not. It would start with a "Hey babe Will and Jake are coming over to play games, could you wear the jean shorts for me? Last time you wore them they said they liked it" and progress from a "Sean made some comments about how lucky I was to see you naked so I sent him the nudes you sent me last night" to a "Aw hey did you hear that? Since Trey is having a bad day why don't you let him touch your tits, yeah?" To a "Hey you know my friend Alex is a virgin, right? Yeah he's been pretty down about it so I told him you would fix that for him, you don't mind, right?" To a "Kyle and Aiden's girlfriends found out they were cheating on them and broke up with them today, they're pretty heartbroken. They really need to let some aggression out, I figured you could make them feel a lot better. They're on their way now." ❤️
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As if "swallowed by the earth" is a way to describe someone who's gone missing without a trace, particularly in the woods, but in Ditovo it may be more than just a saying. At least if you believe the many legends and folktales about giant plumsaina, or as they're more commonly known "earth belly". The plant does exist but usually it is only big enough to catch small vertebrates, which it does when prey step onto its camouflaged trap door and fall into the pit of the plant filled with digestive liquid and downward pointing spikes preventing escape. The roots of the plant are for storing nutrients and other substances, as well as firmly anchoring the plant in the ground when prey is thrashing about inside it. In order to reproduce the earth belly sprouts a red flower above the surface, a red flag that may perhaps save the life of one who recognizes it.
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