#this ends very sadly

[jacqcrisis]

Re-playing the Cazador Palace and the end of Astarion's quest line reminded me of the bad end I had for him and Ronan.

Astarion ascends despite Ronan's protests, using one of the other companions to help him. From then on, there's a strain between him and Ronan, the affection and intimacy gone as the cleric seems to refuse to even address him and Astarion is angry he refused to help. Once the brain is defeated, Astarion, missing his love, stupidly feels brave enough to approach Ronan about becoming his spawn.

As they are alone and Astarion tries to sell his idea, something snaps in Ronan. Astarion finds himself divinely held, incapable of moving as Ronan glares him down silently in the same way he does any enemy that crosses his path, raising his mace and smoke billowing from his mouth. Astarion manages to escape the spell in time to avoid getting bashed in the head, pleading and begging Ronan see reason, what's gotten into him, what the hells happened, doesn't he love-

And he finds himself grabbed, physically this time, a fist around his arm tight enough it feels as though the bone may break. Ronan finally speaks to him, the first time in at least a week, telling him with every ounce of hatred and wrath Astarion knows the dragonborn to be capable of that the man he loved died with all the other people Astarion killed and as a cleric, it his duty to eradicate such a monster. Stunned and in disbelief, Astarion mists away at that just in time to avoid an onslaught of flames, gone into the night as his new ascended life already begins with an enemy gained.

It goes from there. Ronan is in constant pursuit of Astarion and the vampire can't rest for too long. His operation must always be moving, always secret as he never knows when his doors will be kicked in by a group of holy men and his spawn and undead and werewolves and pawns eradicated as he flees once more. If Ronan catches him or he gets to Ronan, it's a fight to the bloody end until one is forced to flee as with every ounce of power and control Astarion has scraped together as an ascended vampire, Ronan has matched him with his own vengeful devotion to his divine warpath.

And they don't give up, not even Astarion. While Ronan wants him dead, wiped from this plane of existence, Astarion wants Ronan to be his. While he found everything he thought he wanted with his completion of the black mass, all the power, all the unending worship, all the status he could feasibly attain as a vampire, what Astarion finds in this new existence is a lack of connection.

At one point, he had friends and allies that wanted to know him for him and he had love and affection without parameters, a taste of the unconditional, of devotion to his being that developed naturally, genuinely, free of a want or a need for anything more of Astarion than himself. As he is now, this doesn't exist; all the spawn and thralls who serve and fawn over him only do so due to his powers making that love exist and all the other vampires who devote themselves to him only do so to keep his favor. Astarion finds this reality barren, empty of warmth as he looks at lover after lover he charmed in the eyes and finds nothing but his own face staring back him and he hates it.

So he obsesses over what he had with Ronan. Yearns for his neck and his subservience and his love that he cut himself off from with one bloody decision. Every time they meet again, as Ronan is attempting to cut him down, Astarion is trying everything in his power to make the cleric his, to seduce him back into his arms with either his teeth or his words, desperate to see Ronan look at him like he used to.

And Ronan always denies him. Every time, he denies him, dressed horn to toe in plate and deaf to the pleas spat at him in a voice that haunts him that he'd give anything to hear come from the person he used to have. So they fight and neither ever wins.

Over. And over. And over again.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

I'm a doctor, not a miracle worker.

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[gunsatthaphan]

"do you agree? - yes."

[soni-dragon]

ay mariposas, no se aguanten más ♡

[ID: a digital painting of Zatz and Maya from Maya and the Three. They are both drawn with wings, Maya a set of golden eagle wings, and Zatz a set of purple bat wings. They fly and press their foreheads together in joy. Zatz is drawn with pointed ears and tusk-like teeth. The background is made up of colorful lines and golden butterflies fly around them. The second image is the same but with a blank green background, and the third image is a close up. /End ID]

[hazelnutnebula]

and you'll always be the silly guy of all time 🧡🌻🐶

[honeyplus]

jondami is doomed romance in that neither of them will have peaceful deaths. it's doomed romance in the way that Damian was so content on being misunderstood before Jon came along. it's doomed romance in the way Jon knows Damian will be ripped away from him. its doomed in the way that both of them burn too bright. they are destined to be separated just like they are destined to lay on each of end the couch, legs tangled together, watching TV. the only real question is who goes first?

[starryeyed-seer]

Calling this Mr Wines: lite. Mr Wines bounding. Mr Wines: "I can't wear the morphsuit constantly" edition. Happy hallowmas!!

[rosakuma]

If I had a quarter for every time there’s an animated show where the black female lead turn into a muppet for a scene and it happened more than once. I’d have two quarters, which isn’t a lot, but weird it happened twice.

[journey-to-the-attic]

au where this was how ik and diavolo met for the first time when she was like seven

[fantasykiri5]

A PressureBeast for day 10 of @hermitadaymay !!

[samanthamulder]

THE X-FILES (1993-2018)

SEASON EIGHT — I will go on record to say this: that I have seen things that I cannot explain. I have observed phenomena that I cannot deny. And that as a scientist and a serious person it is a badge of honor not to dismiss these things because someone thinks they're BS.

[wiihtigo]

these frauds

[venivenias]

thinking abt them again

[t00thpasteface]

shebbz i just want to say that you are single-handedly convincing me to watch mash... i know nothing about the show but ur chipping away at my brain like a misfolded protein

just make sure you watch it without laugh tracks

[snailfen]

"an old friend was telling us she was drowning" im actually passing away right now adamation you are all killing me and stabbing me with knives.

[hooked-on-elvis]

A lovely story of Elvis on set of "Paradise Hawaiian Style," by actress Irene Tsu.

Principal photography in Paradise, Hawaiian Style began in Hawaii on July 27, 1965 (with the working title of "Hawaiian Paradise") and finished on September 29, 1965 in Los Angeles.

"It was the very first day on set and I was so nervous. So I decided to go take a nap and if I was needed on set, they would call me. I went to my trailer and the air conditioner wasn’t working. I was just hysterical - really hysterical. I walked around the set when I discovered a big hut and thought there would be air conditioning inside.

All of a sudden, there was a hand stopping me. And I was told, 'That's Elvis' dressing room. You can't just go in. I’m going to have to ask if you're allowed.'

Security let me in and I ended up taking a nap on a couch in the cool area. Elvis was near me looking at me when I woke up. He was putting a cold compress on my face. He thought I must have passed out or something.

He was absolutely beautiful. I didn’t even know what to say because I was so shocked. And then he went, 'Don’t worry about it. I just want you to feel good. Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Are you thirsty?' I couldn’t even talk! I was overwhelmed by his presence. He smelled like baby powder and milk. And he kept insisting if I needed or wanted anything.

We became friends while working together. We were united by our admiration for martial arts and spiritual ideals."

Article: "Irene Tsu, Paradise Hawaiian Style co-star Remembers the King." Source: Fox News August 7, 2020. Credits for sharing this story: Elvis In The 70s Facebook group, article and pictures posted by fan Sarah Horsfield.

MY OPINION SECTION: If you remember the behind the scenes story on Elvis's personal life, he was miserable with the Hollywood contracts for a while... 1965/1966 weren't his best years emotionally. Elvis was feeling terrible with how his career was going at that time, musically and cinematographically. It's really cute to me how gracious and generous with his time and attention he was even when he was feeling terrible inside. Skeptical people would say "Oh she was a very attractive woman and he was just hitting on her." It could be, but do you really think he needed tactics to get girls? He was Elvis! Besides, there's reasons to believe he was just being genuinely worried about Irene. EP was a very caring man since always. That story reminded me of Elvis on August 11, 1956 in Jacksonville, Florida. There's pictures of him holding the hand of a fan who fainted after seeing him in person at the hotel he was staying in. If Elvis wasn't the huge music star he was - but still had the financial means to do so - I bet he would have been an excellent doctor or caregiver of any kind. That man had so much love to give!