#the cost of immortality!

[flowerflamestars]

where the middle meets snippet

Llewellyn deleted the message without opening it- he’d learned extremely early on that mistake. And because it was sometime between ten am and one pm wherever in the world Dick Grayson currently resided, exceedingly busy getting shot at or blown up or learning the difference between mousse and hair gel, allergic to schedules and addicted to this one ritual, a second followed. Safety, if that could be measured in Llewellyn’s aching head, came with the second. Usually. Wells hadn’t spoken to Dick for more than a year after the last earnest attempt at sexting, but that didn’t actually mean something. Time and magic, soul bonds just a little different, when they had to stretch for what could be an endless eternity. Five years gone now, if he really tried a world away, there was still just a little color behind his eyes. Blue. The best childhood skies, the deadest dreams, the sea on the shore of his realest home: Dick Grayson, a jagged little piece of his soul burning so very goddamn bright. Llewellyn yanked the half crushed toggle back up the cord of his retrieved hat. Weighed amorphous guilt over real desire- the very best way to know if someone had managed to stab Dick lately was to look. He was significantly too good of a liar to let it on to anyone if he was really in trouble- had wholesale stopped asking sometime around acquiring a foul-mouthed brother to watch out for- but Wells had decades on him. He could tell. He wanted to know, if in equal measure to how much he wanted to keep countries and continents between them. He looked. Dick Grayson, unabashed against dark, cloudy sky. Bare shoulders filling a rainy window, tan despite the season. A casual wave, caught, a broken finger splinted. No other bandages, a near unmistakable bite mark bruised halfway up his neck, a smile that actually reached his eyes. “Fucking Christ,” Llewellyn sighed to the grass. It said nothing back.

[voidcatofbedlam]

Finally read the epic of Gilgamesh. The relationship between Gilgamesh and Enkidu was compared to that of Achilles and Patroclus in the introduction.

Ah yes a great friendship indeed

Yes I know technically they came first but it’s so patrochilles coded my heart can’t handle them.

One followed the other and left first, two parts of a whole yet fated to be separated, violent grief and questionable decisions…

And historians say they are ✨best friends✨

[zandraxofnebulon]

A dungeon meshi rpg-style video game adaptation wouldn't work unless it had extremely dedicated systems for cooking the monsters you slay. I'm talking the ability to cut apart the monster in any way you want, any part of the monster that could conceivably be edible can be cooked if you find the right way to do it, with every part having pre assigned ideal cooking methods to give the best flavor and nutrition. (The cutting apart and cooking would have actual physics and gameplay, no simple cooking animation/minigame.) The better you cook the food, the better your stats are for the next part of your journey.

The actual rpg combat could be fleshed out or barebones, but the meat (lol) of the experience HAS to be in the cooking. Maybe you start out only knowing a few very basic cooking methods and learn more as you go through the game (if you come back to earlier areas after getting far into the dungeon, you can cook parts of monsters you couldnt before, create new recipes, etc.)

Maybe there could be a whole bespoke system for keeping track of/labeling each recipe you make (breath of the wild style), with records on the nutritional values (the stat octagon) for each. The nutrition would generally be enhanced by how good the flavor is, with penalties if things are burnt/cooked incorrectly/etc.

Story wise, maybe you wouldnt play as laios' party during the events of dunmesh, but as a group of adventurers post-epilogue who're exploring a dungeon at king laios' behest, and, taking inspiration from his adventure, decide to survive by eating monsters. Maybe laios would gift them a copy of the Dungeon Gourmet Guide, with notes and corrections from senshi here and there. As the party progresses into the dungeon, they unlock more entries in the guide, adding their own notes as they go. Idk where the story would end up going but if ryoko kui is involved it would probably be pretty sick

[eloquentsisyphianturmoil]

Canon Divergent AU where Thingol gives the Silmaril to the Sons of Feanor after receiving it from Beren alright Ulfang I’d like to see your slimy son get close to his commander without running away from ‘the power of that holy jewel’

[wizzard890]

you should all be donating like ten dollars a month to wikipedia, we have more knowledge at our fingers than mankind has ever before possessed and it's provided by weird little monks who sit in front of their computers and do it for free because they love the history of municipal zoning law so much.

[arainaizevran]

love when characters become villains out of sheer grief like that shit is so tasty to me

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Sun and Moon, looking at their friend and assistant: oh it's adorable

Sun and Moon, after moving in with them: oh. Oh it's traumatized.

[manderleyfire]

– But you did it for me. – I did it for us. No more secrets. No more lies.

Annabel Scholey and Jack Farthing in The Serial Killer's Wife (2024), dir. Laura Way

[freitag1607]

don't talk to me or my daughter ever again.jpg

[marshbevvie]

The one-woman Ben Hansom Protection Squad.

(feat. the losers club hat bill made)

[thatcerealkiller]

More HC for Spawn Astarion and Tav who learn that the magic in the Sunwalker’s Gift is not the ring itself but embedded in the ruby which wasn’t big enough to grant Astarion robust sun immunity. So they go searching for the original rock/mine it came from and after some blood sweat and tears Astarion has a new ring set and a pair of earrings at 4ct each.

[carlyraejepsans]

"you'd think people from the minority with a specific slang word for "young, skinny, clean-shaven effeminate man" would be a little less clueless about this stuff, but you know... gay terminology only exists for online jokes right? LOL"

Huh???

what do you people think a twink is

[loverboybrightsideghost]

sci fi vampires. you agree. reblog

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Something about the Immortal villain succeeding in their plan only to be the only sentient being on the planet that just hits so raw.

Yes they did it. They accomplished their goal, but now they are just sitting on a rock floating in space in which they can’t do anything but reflect on their actions.

Some just sitting and wallowing in their success, left purposeless not even willing to continue as they have achieved their ambition and it’s pointless, others wondering how to escape to another time or another place but can’t seem to get there because of the limitations set by being the only person there. Maybe a few actually reflect on their action and decide to reform, accepting they may have screwed up but they can at least use this time to atone for their misdeeds.

But in the end, they are simply alone on a desolate rock floating in space. A true moment of be careful what you wish for. As not even death is there to be a mercy

[bestangelofall]

Just because he's alive at the end it doesn't mean he didn't die and resurrect very quickly 🧐

[redstrewn]

If leander "good" end is him dying (breaking free from his fucked up cycle), then imagining MC having to mourn and live on without him