#i love him and would die for him

[rapunzelforlorn]

So so many thoughts about last night's episode!

Spoilers ahead

I know we all knew teen was Billy but come on that reveal with joe in the Scarlett witch crown had me SCREAMING and paired with YSSMIAC yesss I was yelllllling (also the song being a BILLIE eilish song YKYK) like yes my baby wiccan is here and he's looking for MOTHER.

As a die hard wanda maximoff stan, and someone who cannot be normal about Joe Locke, this was a great day for me!!

Seeing agathas evolution in the last few minutes was such an intense performance from mother hahn. The sadness with her mom, "i can be good" immediately taking Alice's power. Seemingly being regretful. Teen snapping at her and her immediately switching to snarky and rocky.

"Are you sure? You're so much like your mother"

JOE LOCKE HOLDING HIS OWN AGAINST HOLLYWOOD VETERANS that stare back at her was incredible.

Billy being so smart to not blast her and instead use mind control on the coven to wrangle agatha instead was chefs kiss. Again that final shot was simply a masterpiece I have not been this hype for a marvel project SINCE wandavision or no way home. Joe locke the man that you are welcome to the maximoff family.

Lastly I'm so interested to know where Rio went when Billy was chucking witches left and right into spicy mud. Most likely collecting alice but I am SAT for next week!!

[pepsiphilosophy]

Yknow the fact that i play background music in my campaign never did need in universe justification but the fact one of my players suggested a tiny little gnome with his array of instruments follows us around is just too whimsical to pass up

[whoevenknowsdude]

Percy: This seems dangerous.

Grover: Oh, the animals will be totally fine, I have them a Satyr’s blessing, so they’ll reach the wilderness safely—

Percy: I meant for the people

Grover: Oh.

Grover not giving a thought or a fuck about the safety of the humans who destroyed nature is actually peak characterization and I absolutely love it

[hinamie]

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[witchinatree]

if jon wore glasses (he absolutely did) what if, during the wax museum explosion, the lenses shattered and blinded him

doctors said he would never see again (doctors said he was dead tbh wtf) and everyone martin was super worried

and then he woke up, opened his eyes and looked right at basira and georgie, with green eyes that he did not have

basically this is just like the brown to green eyes thing except his brown eyes were destroyed with the rest of them and his green eyes were the least human part of him

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

How much longer 'til your luck runs out?

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[cosmic-sail0r]

Me 0.5 seconds into chapter 1 of Indigo Park

[theribbajack]

"Now, the vow will be honoured, and my Lord brother's soul will return."

Radahn stans keep winning, but I personally am in Miyazaki's walls rn

[the-night-puncher]

Agatha All Along being the best thing marvel ever did and also not having a single straight main character is not a coincidence

[yourlocalabomination]

This is my dead girl walking.

[oatmealdoodles]

Stolas protec

[thefrogdalorian]

Din Djarin + Eyebrows

[p4nishers]

god. GOD. the underlying anger in everything terry writes really IS apparent in hogfather bc fuck u mean this is how things should be? no the fuck it shouldn't. poor people shouldn't have to be satisfied with what they get, that's just fucking capitalism. i REALLY like that terry decided to use death as projection for what he thinks bc death doesn't know anything and it has to be explained to him and by it being explained to him it shows how fucking stupid those things are. bc ok here's this world where an equivalent of santa ACTUALLY exists and, because it mirrors our world, it's still unjust. santa actually fucking exists in this world and he could give ANYONE ANYTHING bc he's essentially a god and people gave him that power by making him up, BUT because ppl imagined him in a way that poor people don't get shit (like they usually do) and rich people get EVERYTHING they want, he exists like that. whereas death has seen the absolutely WORST of humanity and he STILL thinks that's bullshit and it's not how it should be, it's just how it goes. bc capitalism is always capitalism where there's money and the world will always be fucked up as long as there are oppressor to hold it up. like i just.

[vaguely-concerned]

are. are you telling me that if the romanced mage warden dies and alistair is king, he deadass stares greagoir down over her dead body and grants the circle of ferelden its autonomy after ordering it rebuilt somewhere safer. first you have to deliberately leave him behind so he won't die for you and then he does that for you once you're gone, even when you're broken up??? absolute and literal king behaviour of the highest order????? the actions speak louder than words of it all??????? I think I hauve covid

[st4rch1ld404]

if u asked him to put it on he would. only because he loves u so much and knows how happy u would be <3

[carebeardean]

Charles has always left Edwin little notes slipped between the pages of his favorite books, in his science equipment, places he knows Edwin loves. Just silly things—post its that say “hi Edwin :)”. doodles of Edwin with his nose stuck in a book. reminders to stock up on wolfsbane. but.

Then, post canon, Edwin tentatively starts dating people. And it’s ridiculous, because Edwin’s right there, all the time, but Charles..misses him a bit. And his heads a mess, and he can’t sort out what the hell he’s feeling most of the time, and whenever he tries to say any of it out loud it comes out rubbish.

So. He writes down some of the shit he can’t say right, and because he’s a coward, hides them so he doesn’t have to see Edwin’s face when he reads them.

then Edwin starts writing back.

Neat lilac blue little envelopes appear in Charles coat pockets. In his bag. Once, in his shoe? Some nights, Edwin will clear his throat and mention something from a letter, offhand, like they’re just picking up conversation, and Charles can pretend they are. That they always have talked about the basement, the belt, the nameless fear that chokes him every time Edwin walks out the door with someone else on his arm.

Sometimes he can’t. The words get stuck in his throat. Edwin’s not mad, he’s maddeningly, stubbornly kind about it, which is worse.

Some nights they trade. A secret for a secret. Charles learns about the novels Edwin used to hide under his mattress, about all the lonely years before Charles got there. About Simon.

Meanwhile, Edwin is losing his mind, because Charles has accidentally stumbled onto what was a fucking courting ritual in his time. Love letters were something engaged couples treasured for years, kept and reread over and over. (Edwin does. keep them in a special box, will take one out and trace the words, tuck it in his breast pocket for courage).

Edwin would rather have to reattach a limb again than lose Charles trust, all the dark and beautiful things he shares with Edwin only. He knows—knows Charles doesn’t mean to make him fall more in love with him.