#i would like to write about that someday

[i-like-anything-water]

Shinomitsu as parents would heal my trauma. The absolute love, dedication, observation to detail (esp Shinobu) and protectiveness (Mitsuri) but also understanding their kids needs space is...jejsnshzhaodiejdnd. I miss them

[egophiliac]

so on the subject of the "Crowley is secretly Revaan/Laverne/Levin/please Twst give us his name" theory, I think my feelings are best summed up as "I don't really buy it, but it's funny". like, in all seriousness, I'm not opposed to it; I have enjoyed the writing in Twst so far and I'm willing to trust that whatever happens will, you know, make sense and not be terrible. but I'm just not really convinced by the current evidence! maybe that'll change once we learn more, we'll see!

with that said, may I propose a few alternate theories about the possible Crowley/Revaan connection:

[creeperthescamp]

i think one of the least used concepts in elder scrolls lore is its nebulous relationship to truth.

like something i do actually appreciate about that cunt kirkbride's writing in morrowind is that the mythology of the tribunal is allowed to be relatively ambiguous and there's room for poetry and fable and unreliable narrators. there's a strong general tendency in both fandom and dev to interpret lore quite literally and treat every text as reliable sources of fact about tamriel even when the text is like. fiction or written with a clear bias towards certain factions or prejudices.

the main example I'm thinking of is the 'notes on racial phylogeny' lore book. it's literally just racist pseudoscience and in a real life context would be considered unreliable and deeply offensive. but in tes, i rarely see anyone stop to actually consider that perhaps this lore isn't really a factual study of how bodies work but about how the imperial empire categorises the people it colonises and justifies it's supremacy. there's so much focus on determining the rules and metaphysical aspects of the world that there's no consideration that the way factions like the empire see the world is inherently flawed.

it's fun to think of a world where stars are literal holes punched in the fabric of the sky, or that water is made of memory, but i also think it would be a much more fun and flexible world if these theories are considered to be just a few of many lenses that people in tamriel use to try to understand their world. some of my favourite pieces of lore and world building are things like 'cherims heart of anequina' that imply a rich world of culture and art; i love the idea that tamriel has art and art critics and people who discuss ideas for other purposes than trying to figure out what's The Only True Lore.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

cant stop thinkin bout charles and erik readin together on the couch but instead of reading with him charles is listening to eriks thoughts while he reads. Live mind commentary ……..

[blindmagdalena]

Do you think Homie had any attachment to Becca? I get that he was just using her as a tool to get closer to Ryan, but in scenes with him in her house he looks really strange to me. Like, he smells her clothes? Demands breakfast? And, if I remember correctly, he suggested on making popcorn and watching a movie after Ryan fell asleep. Just imagine Becca with that thousand yard stare while Homelander puts his arm over her shoulders, bringing her close and rests his head on hers. A husband and a wife, if you will. That man is delusional.

attachment isn't really the right word imo. he most certainly had a vision for her, though. it was his dream come true! a wife and a son with all his EXACT same powers waiting for him in a curated little suburbia, just like they had in all his favorite childhood movies!

it was basically a movie set.

it was perfect.

except it wasn't. because she wasn't his wife. she was butcher's.

and i think the scene you bring up (where he's got her clothes) illustrates that perfectly. he's being a creep in this scene. he's rawdogging her milk jug, he's going through her belongings, he's smelling her clothes. he's building a narrative in his mind where this is his life. getting familiar. getting comfortable.

and then he finds the pictures of her and billy, and the illusion is shattered. he's angry. all of this SHOULD be his, and yet he's having to compete for it!

tbh i think he would have pursued becca a lot harder if stormfront hadn't entered the picture presenting as ideal wife/mother material, sharing her perfect sob story about outliving both her husband and child, and how she needs to fill that void now. wonder where she can find a husband and child. winkwink nudge nudge.

but yeah 100% delusional

[wonder-worker]

Wild how we know that Elizabeth Woodville was officially appointed to royal councils in her own right during her husband’s reign and fortified the Tower of London in preparation of a siege while 8-months pregnant and had forces gathering at Westminster “in the queen’s name” in 1483 – only for NONE of these things to be even included, let alone explored, in the vast majority of scholarship and historical novels involving her.

[this-is-a-love-story-isnt-it]

Lois and Clark 2x13

[katsukidynam1ght]

i just saw a reblog of mine from nov 2022 talking abt how i thought endhawks and dabihawks were both gross. would like to update the fandom and say:

dabihawks my beloved

endhawks my beloved

sorry to disappoint you past kats but isn’t that all i ever do. i love my hawks ships (NOT simultaneously ok we do still have some lines. no incest sry folks). that said

i can justify (almost) anything given the right circumstances and time. 20+ year age gap of endhawks? ok i’m 21 now. i’d do endeavor. not sorry. he’s big and hot (haha) and i love him. gimme that sugar daddy call it a crème brûlée

borderline abusive toxicity of dabihawks? listen. listen. the things they do to each other. the foils. they can fix it they just need outside intervention and i am so ready to craft it

anyways there you go. there’s my opinions as they stand in nov 2024. i have no regrets i’m thriving

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

People who are like "oh yeah my faith in God is growing and I feel so icky when I watch popular movies or listen to secular music" kind of bug me bc like... if that was me I would lose every interest I've ever had? like?? "consecration" doesn't mean you have to be disgusted by anything that's of the world... I prefer a "Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater" approach

[thundersummonr]

romants i started to ship minty storm with a canon character. oh no :-( anyway . my boyfriend called the ship mint chocolate chip and i think thats awsome. :-D

[thebirdandhersong]

in my you're on your own kid era again (I never left)

[themyscirah]

For me, Cassie with a sword posting isn't just about rule of cool or whatever. Primarily it's about the ideological wedge that exists between Diana and Cassie through Cassie's disconnect with Themysciran ideals and Diana's mission. But also it is abt looking cool

[kitausuret]

Rolling around post-Venom 3 fic ideas and like. (Spoilers below cut)

I'm realizing that what I want to write is basically Flash doing for Eddie, what I wish Eddie had done for Flash post-Space Knight. In both instances the symbiote is forcibly separated from a host it loves and admires, and circumstances drive it to a different person. Its choice is taken away by an outside influence.

To this day I still find the way that Eddie and the Symbiote rejoined in Venom 2016 #6 to be borderline nonsensical. I know it's been nearly 8 years but I'm still mad about it. Lee Price happening meant that the Symbiote more or less just had to go with whoever would help it first. That just so happened to be Eddie.

And in all these years, they STILL haven't properly addressed the breakup of the early to mid aughts.

But I suppose, what is fanfic but wish fulfillment. I can have Flash do for Eddie what Eddie never did for Flash.

[nothinggold13]

Seven years of Flowers For Her Grave: a Susan Pevensie fanfic on grief, anger, faith, and the light breaking in.

"And so, the lightning struck. The dawn broke. It was dawn for us. The fog cleared, and Susan saw something she'd been missing since she was 15 years old. As the pastor spoke, the table cracked in front of her. She remembered these sermons. She remembered the way she'd shut them out. She remembered Lucy's golden curls bobbing up and down as her finger pulled over the passages. She remembered the things her siblings said about them in hushed voices in the churchyard. She remembered thinking them foolish. And yet, as she recalled these empty years, the lion appeared in the emptiness."

[depressedtheatrekiddo]

Steddie kinda famous AU(?) | Genderfluid Stevie <3 | Eddie is a rat man and I laugh at him (I would probably be like that if I was Steve Harrington husband but that's not about me) | Live laugh love Stevie | Pushing the history teacher Steve agenda because he's a variant of Hob Gadling >:D

[I'm sorry if it has errors it's been a while since I had written something in English (it's not my first language) so whatever mistake I have feel free to tell me and I'll edit <3]

. ° — ° — 🌟 — ° — ° .

Corroded Coffin seemed to be popular, things were getting better for them, they still had to do part time job because of that 'what if?' but things were going well. Definitely.

In an interview they asked about a song, the meaning. And the shit man Eddie Munson is, he answered with a grin on his face "That's about Stevie, as most of them".

And the fans went crazy, trying to find someone with that name in the Corroded Coffin set or working at some usual bar they played at.

"They is a history teacher" Eddie Munson told the world in another interview "and we are married" he showed the camera a ring he had next to his guitar pick on his neck, he had the biggest smirk on his face.

Then Corroded Coffin were guests of a fundraising gala, they were asked to play at it to attract more people. It was a fancy gala tho, everyone was in their bests dresses and all.

"This one's for my beautiful angel there, who looks as gorgeous as always" And Eddie winked at a special balcony of the vip guests.

Most of the public saw Eddie laughing softly, but they didn't know why. In that balcony a lovely brunette in a marion blue dress gave the guitarist and second voice of Corroded Coffin the middle finger as he had a stupid lovely gaze on their face while she blushed a little.

"Yeah love ya too sweetie" Eddie chuckled before starting with the show.

Later at the gala people saw Eddie Munson next to the tall brunette in that marion dress.

"So are you Eddie's girlfriend?" An interviewer asked, he looked at Stevie with those eyes Eddie didn't like.

But Eddie laughed as he waited for Steve's answer, that was going to be good as hell, they had the bitchy face on.

"Not a girl" Steve smirked "And definitely not his girlfriend, nor boyfriend, nor partner" She looked down at the man, who seemed so little compared to them "He's my husband"

"I am" Eddie smiled so stupidly in love as he looked up at Stevie, who usually wasn't that tall but with the black heels they was wearing today the difference was more than usual.

"Uh— Yeah" The interviewer looked at different places to get outta there

"You got any problem with that sir?"

"N-no it's perfectly fine ma'am— I mean sir— I mean—"

Steve snorted "Come on darling, let's go somewhere else without this kind of people"

And where Stevie went Eddie followed

The amount of edits with the song 'walk em like a dog' after that gala were more than years the Earth has.

"Teddy, look, another one" Steve chuckled as she showed Eddie his phone.

"Stop with that, you menace" Eddie laid down on the couch, next to his significant other, trying to take their phone away playfully.

"Erica is going to bully you so bad" Stevie giggled.

"And Red too" Eddie sighed "Jesus Christ, Stevie I am like that always?"

"It's cute"

"I hate you" Eddie muttered as Steve put on the baseball match of today.

"Love you too sunshine" She smiled softly as they started playing with Eddie's hair.

[whenthegoldrays]

Went to an anniversary dinner today and the husband told us that when he was interested in his wife/trying to court her, he decided to get her attention by sending her a potato in the mail.

No box, no wrapping, no nothing, just her address (and a note) written on the potato in Sharpie and three postage stamps stuck on.

When it arrived at her house the whole family was congregated around the potato wondering what it could possibly mean, afraid it might be a bomb 🤡