#he doesnt get a last name

[creature-premium]

Hey tumblr look at what I’ve been making, its actually kinda a redraw of something from last year and im planning to finish it:D

[storytellering]

I dunno guys, I think he did nothing wrong ever

[pupkinpumpkin]

Rook being a very physically touchy person and Lucanis avoiding touch at all costs from built up trauma from childhood, his work as a Crow, and the Ossuary. Them always asking for Lucanis' permission to touch him, and before Tearstone Island, they hug him and he still flinches but he holds them tight

As Rook is taken into the Regret prison and they see a vision of Lucanis' body on the ground, they scream his name out of concern and fear but all Lucanis hears is them screaming for him to help, and then they're gone. They're gone. He thinks they were screaming his name, begging him to save them and now they're gone.

Weeks into Rook being taken into the Regret prison and now a man who couldn't be touched without reflexively drawing a blade is craving the warmth of his partner who he thinks he'll never see again

Lucanis pulling Rook out of the prison, knowing it's them right away because of their hands. He missed their hands, he missed their touch, he missed their warmth, he missed them.

When Rook gets back, Lucanis' touch is slow and soft, almost unbelieving. Weeks of stress and torture and pain and guilt and regret, and now they're here. Once they're finally together, he feels as though the world is in their arms and if killing a god is the only way to stay there, he will do what a Crow does best and fulfill this contract

[ashpkat]

i can’t believe octavian died like… that. of all things in a middle grade kids books series. and everyone was chill about it. literally no one gaf octavian died so horrifically even if it was ‘just’ —and as the readers… we were chill with it too

[sunflowervoiding]

> you're telling me this brandon works???

> HFERHRRHRHHJRH HRHGHRRHEKFRRRRRH HHHGGGGGG > SOMEBODY SEDATE MEEEEEEEE

[many-gay-magpies]

I just finished watching The Old Guard (banger movie by the way, absolutely recommend if anyone’s been debating it), so naturally my brain went the route of Old Guard DBDA au. I don’t know any details; all I can think of so far is that Charles and Edwin are a pair of immortals that have been at it for a while together, and the timeline of the story starts with the appearance of a new immortal: Crystal. As for what’s beyond that, idk—are there other people on Charles’s and Edwin’s immortal team? Or are they just a duo? Idk if the immortality loss thing happens to either of them, I’m leaning towards no if it’s just the two of them… but like. It would fit SO well.

I’m already kind of envisioning that it’s just been Edwin and Charles, doing good and helping people from the shadows for decades (or maybe even centuries if we stretch out the timeline a bit); not a direct role-for-role cast replacement of the Old Guard, but more of an insertion into the story structure/world. Like, Edwin as the older of the two, having become immortal a while before Charles and almost immediately getting trapped and spending a canon-adjacent length of time being tortured for his abilities—then escaping a short while before Charles appears and he starts having dreams about him. Their deaths could even be similar to canon: Edwin gets sacrificed (literal sacrifice rather than a prank this time) or maybe even put to death for suspected homosexuality and comes back; Charles dies of hypothermia and internal bleeding after his “friends” turn on him, but he doesn’t STAY dead. Edwin has dreams of cold, and pain—utter impenetrable cold—and of an attic, and a lake, and he sees Charles’s face—he decides he has to find him.

Then Crystal comes around, and maybe she has a similar background to canon—maybe even with the memory loss? Like, her toxic ex-boyfriend kills her and she comes back without a bunch of her memories—some kind of complication with the process—and she gets them back gradually over the course of the story (probably as multiple deaths clear things up/shift things back to normal). When Charles and Edwin find her, there’s a lot of complicated emotions, stemming from—well, both of them wondering why NOW, why another one after probable centuries of it just being them, but where Edwin is resistant and standoffish (he doesnt trust new people this close, why did it have to change, their life was FINE as it was), Charles is excited to have a new person around!! Someone they won’t lose!! Someone like them!! And meanwhile Crystal is just,, fucking REELING from this and also maybe being stalked by her crazy power-hungry toxic ex-boyfriend who was maaaaybe in the government the whole time and dating her because her parents had whopping political status. It’s a lot.

Shit, maybe Esther could even be another immortal—one Edwin and Charles don’t know about; one that’s removed from the dream-connection somehow, or one that they haven’t been able to pin down/get clear enough memories from to realize it’s a whole other person and not just, like, them having weird dreams and shit. And maybe Esther LOSING her immortality correlates with Crystal gaining hers, and Esther tries to figure out a way to steal the boys’ immortality somehow to get hers back… or maybe she’s NOT an immortal, but more of a Merrick-type character that finds out about the immortals and wants to take their power for herself? Idk.

Last thing I’ve been thinking about is, I want Niko to be an immortal too… but is she an immortal from the start? Probably not. Maybe she’s a normal mortal girl they meet while dealing with Esther and all get really attached to, who then breaks everyone’s hearts by dying when she tries to help Crystal get the boys back from Esther, providing Crystal’s first big lesson about the futility of relationships with normal human beings (while still being worth the pain for the value of the love while its there)… UNTIL she comes to in her grave in Japan weeks or months later, and the inside of a coffin shows up in all of their dreams. Or something.

I am hereby inviting anyone who wishes to participate in this idea with me to do so, in any way you please

[bottomtommykinard]

this might be an unpopular opinion lol but I hate evan kinard as a name. i need them to keep their names as is or hyphenate them into buckley-kinard/kinard-buckley.

like I'll read a fic and it'll suddenly go down some monologue about how much buck hates the buckleys and his last name and how he wants to get rid of it. and idk I just don't think that's the case. buck for some odd reason doesn't hate his parents as much as we the audience hate them. he maybe doesn't like them but he doesn't hate them as much as we do. tommy also doesn't like his dad, he's compared his dad and gerrard and said they're basically the same. neither of these men have good relationships with their fathers.

if we're saying buck would jump at the chance of changing his name, why wouldnt tommy also jump at that chance? maybe he wants to become a buckley cuz at least buck and philip have seen each other in the last year? heck maybe they make up a whole new last name and they both change their last names. idk. I have a bone to pick with evan kinard as a name lol I guess I just don't get why buck needs to change his last name to get away from the buckleys or w.e. when the person he's with also has a bad relationship with his father lol

[princessranboo]

after everything

[xxplastic-cubexx]

thinkin bout magneto's lil list of aliases from that One Shot of his government file or w/e in 97 and how it lists the three main men who've played him (David Hemblen, Ian McKellen, Michael Fassbender) and kinda cackling at the idea 1.) if they included All his names 2.) having 'michael' on that list twice

[bugfartheart]

This is such a nice little page

[apollyna]

"...Oh! It's... striking!" "Then I've done well~ What a treat it is, to capture a rarity such as yourself."

Alanal, a character of mine, has a funny way of seeing the world: most things look normal to him, but living beings' visual aspects get smeared over by a representation of their souls, so to speak. He likes to paint portraits that highlight what he sees in a person - usually, just soft bright clouds of light.

Alex, belonging to Vehemency, has here yet to discover why hers looks so... different.

[ghostly-kal]

Something something the hands that cradled you something something (im going insane over my dnd campaign help, the Dm is scaring me)

[luck-of-the-drawings]

STILL on my silly little traditional art arc, just messin around with cleanin up my pen sketches. made this with NOTHING but pens n colored pencils, n error corrected with paper n glue. i LOOOVEEE my captains i love my captains so dearlyyyy it so fun to draw them n play wiht colors......

[adiosterror]

I'M SO SO SO HAPPY!! Not only do I get to make my first post about him but it's also because it's our NINE YEAR today!!!!

I can't believe Tord's been with me through pretty much my entire life story, I don't know if I have the energy to draw today I'm afraid, but I'm celebrating how I do every year!

This year I have a little figurine to add to it hehe! Planning on watching probably all of pre-legacy Eddsworld and both parts of the end, just for funsies, this is my FAVORITE day of the whole year to get some eddsworld media in my brain!!!

As a treat, here's the 20 minute doodle I did last year when I also had art block lol (ignore how my self insert at the time is just a recolored version of my pre-transition self insert)

Happy anniversary to the best husband in the whole wide world 💖 Thanks for putting up with me for so long! I love you so much!!

[dreamsy990]

the pla experience is IMMEDIATELY ditching your starter for a shinx. anyways heres my guy and PORK AND BEANS <333333 the rest of my team is great too but i think pork and beans made luxray my favorite pokemon,,, i literally FEEL BAD beating up shinx for grinding out pokedex entries like IM SORRYYYYYYy i love them,,,,, i literally go OUT OF MY WAY not to hurt them. pla truly the only pokemon game i ever got really into (except for lets go eevee actually) anyways. ily pork and beans

[rohirric-hunter]

Angstober Day 02: Countdown

I did not write this on the second. I wrote it this morning.

~*~*~*~

The final day dawns, and you are up early.

Well, you believe it is dawn. The sun does not penetrate the cloud cover above, which you imagine is thickest to the east, where it originates. But the earliest risers in the Camp of the Host have begun to stir, and you with them.

Breakfast is surprisingly cheery.

You all know what lies before you, and what lies behind. And you all know that today is likely the last day you will ever see. There is no reason, you suppose, for the cooks to be stingy. The rations are still road rations, but the helpings are larger than you had expected, and more dressed up. You find what remains of the Grey Company gathered around a cookfire with a few Rangers of Ithilien. Most of the party is known to you, and you laugh along with the others as Radanir and Thurindol exchange barbed words with no heat behind them about the use of Elfspear as a seasoning. The plant they are arguing about bears little resemblance to the Elfspear you are familiar with, which grows in spiky bunches close to the ground up and down the Great East Road from the Brandywine to the Hoarwell. You daren't venture a guess as to whether or not they are related. You suspect Orthonn knows, but he watches the argument with a smirk, and does not offer his opinion on the matter.

Radanir and Thurindol both likely know too, you reflect, but the argument is comfortable. It feels safe.

Your back and shoulders still ache from — you do not allow your mind to drift to such dark thoughts, not yet. There are better things to reflect on. Instead you set your empty plate aside and stretch the sore muscles. Lothrandir sits beside you, startling you. You had not heard him approach. But he does not speak, only smiles sadly, and takes your arms, gently repositioning them into what you can feel at once is a more effective stretch. You nod your thanks, and he accepts it with a gentle squeeze of your hand, before turning his attention back to the entertainment in the center of the little breakfast circle.

Breakfast cannot last forever. The minutes are counting down until you must all go your separate ways, to attend to your last duties before the end.

But for now, you laugh, as Thurindol finally wrests the Elfspear from Radanir's hands and throws it into the pot, drowning out Radanir's cries of protest with a triumphant exclamation: "It's good for you!"

"And tastes of mud from the swamps of Angmar," Radanir retorts.

You pull your cloak about yourself and lean your head against Lothrandir's shoulder as they argue, tuning out the details and relaxing in the moment. Part of you wishes Hathellang was here — but no. He is — not safe, but safer. He will have a chance, the chance you tossed aside when you agreed to come here, to follow Strider the Ranger to certain doom in the hopes of buying time. He can run and hide and live.

Breakfast will be over soon — but until then, you are content.