#their unrequited love is everything

[jpg-of-dorian-slay]

love love LOVE jesper fahey so much, kaz rips out someone's eye and tosses them overboard and jesper's just like "would he do that for me?" not at all bothered, just wondering if kaz cares about him enough to kill a guy for him. a man with his priorities absolutely in order.

[kevindavidday]

thinking of jean 'giving into temptation' and tucking renee's hair behind her ear. breaks me. politest man to ever exist i love him so much.

[signs-of-the-moon]

Ouuggh they're so cuuuuute!!!

I just really wanted to draw Misty

Character belongs to @signs-of-the-moon

[leafspiritz]

- maybe you’re going to change the world

— i think she already has

- she’s certainly changed ours

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 118

Inspired by this post I saw! <3 Geralt likes his bard. Roach likes her bard. Geralt and Roach like their bard. So Geralt and Roach have been working together on tricks and commands meant specifically for Jaskier. Roach knows how to kneel for Jaskier to mount her, and she also knows how to boost him up if he's in a hurry. She now knows the command "Get Jaskier away to safety!", though in order to save some face, Geralt made the command a certain click of his tongue, instead of the words that might reveal too much feelings. She knows how to hug a sad Jaskier if her witcher is incapacitated or away. She knows how to drag him to the bags full of food when he's been writing too long. She knows to bump her head into his, affectionately, when he stares at his reflection too long. She knows how to carefully move the lute out of harm's way. She knows how to pull on certain fabrics with the right leverage to not have them rip. She knows which flowers she shouldn't eat, for it'll make the bard happy when he sees them. He'll usually give them to her after he gushes over their beauty, anyway. Win/win for her. Everything is foolproof. That is, until Jaskier asks Geralt one day what one of her special tricks were for. Geralt had to stumble and fumble his way through an excuse. And then Jaskier asked again a few days later, this time about another trick. And then again. He's getting curiouser and curiouser, and Geralt has never been good at lying to their bard.

[stormbros]

This isn't a theory or anything, just based on vibes alone. If Bells Hells do happen to seek out other prime deities for guidance or boons, the Moonweaver would be so juicy for Dorian...

[kaynineacademy]

oh god, you thought your absence could make me forget you. you didn't think i would eat your favorite food for all three meals, did you? you didn't think i would listen to your favorite song until it felt as though i've injected it into my veins, did you? you didn't think i tasted you this morning in my tea and hear you when the birds sing, did you?

[honeypleasejustkillme]

oh to be loved without telling how i want to be loved

[kyouka-supremacy]

Panel of all time

[his-kiss-the-riot-starts]

Web weave on unrequited love.

[mayhaps-a-blog]

I also think it's interesting that Charles cites the Orpheus story, given its place in the Sandman universe! Maybe he doesn't remember how it goes, but it is a tragedy - one directly connected to, first Dream, but of course the rest of the family - Death, Despair, etc. and Desire most of all.

Despair, Desire, and Delirium are known to play games with mortals, more than the other four. Despair has chosen Edwin to be friends. And her twin, Desire?

Who better for Desire to play with than Charles?

His desire for life. His desire for people. For kissing, and touching, and doing good; to be perfect for his father, to stop bullies, to solve cases that help people.

Charles is full of Desire. And Edwin is, at least sometimes, full of Despair. How could the twins resist?

[aubreymustdie]

this took ages

[foursaints]

thinking about pandora again

AUTISM GIRL!! with her big pale unsettling eyes and sallow cheeks and heart-shaped face and knobby knees. she’s like something that would crawl from a lake & drag you to your death in a fable… xeno was her favorite author, and fifteen years older than her, and she was a weirdo student who ran off to marry that old man (scandalous!)

if she had lived i think she would have been the ministry’s most unruly cursebreaker, and she would have quietly filled rosier manor with pilfered artifacts like the villain from an indiana jones movie, and she would have crowsfeet & pale yellow hair to her knees, and bill weasley would have WORSHIPPED her during his internship.

i hate the idea of her in cutesy tiktok clothes. i dislike the idea of her as fashionable? that’s another oddball child from Rosier House… she was brought up in ancient motheaten hand-me-downs from her grandmother & fraying cardigans & muddy nightgowns she dragged on the floor. she dresses like evan (soft fabrics, baggy silhouettes, for comfort) with her tangled hair limp in her face but she has a magpie impulse that he doesn’t— she collects bangles and bottle-caps and bird-skulls and beads to wear all at once…

i associate her with weather-based magic a lot? i think her magic has a lot of whims (works cited: blowing herself up). i see her accidental childhood-magic to have involved the grotesque (reanimating roadkill), yes, but more frequently bringing the outside weather indoors. if it’s storming outside, it rains in the twins’ room as well. pandora has trouble with boundaries (indoors/outdoors, alive/undead, herself/her brother) and blurs them. her magic smells like ozone & singed hair.

[faaun]

the way that diff languages sound r so fascinating they're all different and all so vivid

[pamouche]

« Hey, you’ve learned how to eat like this, mister ? Before, if it’s not Michelin-starred, you wouldn’t touch it. (…) So, is Joe the one who taught you to eat instant noodles ? » - may

when eating noodles is a sign that you’re falling in love in MY STAND IN THE SERIES

[what-have-i-unleashed]

continuation of this because i want more angst :3

(cw: obsession, gaslighting/mindfuck, emotional manipulation, horrible people doing horrible things essentially)

even after dust sold his soul to nightmare for his dream, he's still unruly and disobedient, especially when it comes to killer. dust wouldn't kill him. he wouldn't capture the traitor or drag him back to nightmare screaming. even though nightmare always gives him opportunities to engage with killer one-to-one on battlefields. dust couldn't bring himself to do it, to deprive killer of his happy ending. but he's also conflicted, because he's supposed to be killer's happy ending. he's in a perpetual ping-pong game with his own desires. he wants killer, but he also wishes for killer's happiness. maybe this is the best way to keep killer in the rest of his (hopefully not short) life. determination to see his light again. perseverance to keep living under nightmare's rule.

and dust's disregard of nightmare's orders constantly puts him under nightmare's wrath. nightmare knows about dust's afflictions - and while they feed nightmare well, it is a pain to deal with dust's unpredictable outbursts whenever killer appears or is brought up. he's a glass cannon basically. dust sports more and more injuries over time, both from nightmare's punishments and his own unchecked self-destructive tendencies. more bandages over his body, like temporary fixes to a problem that won't go away. he looks more vulnerable that way, which nightmare finds some uses for - bait for bleeding hearts over the multiverse. they don't know the sharks that circle the pretty mermaid they have invited into their homes.

and nightmare can tell dust is getting worse, marginally so but it's still frustrating. would be a shame if he loses a valuable spawn, just enough stubbornness and loyalty to keep in his inventory. so he tries to reward dust with little things to keep the lovesick fool function. killer's old room is now dust's, of course. dreamless nights, even though dust rarely sleeps. little tidbits about what killer is doing, from his spies. the occasional hearty meals, to keep dust well-fed. new "toys" for dust, even though he rarely cares about them. sometimes nightmare shapeshifts into his killer to give dust little gestures of affection, like letting him sleep on his lap or hugging him - dust is observant (and obsessive enough over killer) to notice the ruse anyway. dust often encounters daydreams and hallucinations of his loved ones, and if he listened to them he wouldn't be here at all. he calls nightmare out on them every time, angry like a cornered injured wild animal, but nightmare only finds the reactions cutely amusing. maybe one day when dust is finally desperate enough, he'd allow nightmare to erect the occasional fantasy dates with "killer". even though it's not real, it's just enough to keep his delusion going, to keep his will to live longer.

just as long as he's aware it's a dream and not slip down any further down the edge.

just as long as he's still cognizant that the killer doesn't love him back.