#who-started-this-fuckery

[naranjapetrificada]

It is upsettingly predictable and disgustingly telling that if you type "literate" while looking for tags to filter by on AO3 that the only one that pops up is for Edward Teach. It's unfortunately become necessary if you want to reassure readers who have been burned too many times, and probably only exists because enough writers have been in that same position as readers.

Every fandom has a racism problem. Not every fandom has this racism problem.

[fettiowi]

Loving these drawing memes of putting your comfort characters together it is SO funny

[moonlayl]

Israel delayed the ceasefire.

They’re trying to kill and destroy as much as possible before the “ceasefire” (calling it that is a joke, it’s a 4 day pause on bombing, only for the plan to be them immediately resuming their genocidal activities the second it’s over)

^This all happened today by the way. November 22nd 2023.

[deancasforcutie]

So I was watching the movie Gods and Monsters because queer media references you missed in Supernatural and uh

[rigginsstreet]

actually i think billys the type that in 20 years he would be found living on a houseboat in the florida keys, a string of men coming in and out but never settling down because billys never found The One (he compares every man to his high school rival and they never quite stack up)

[hiyaluronic]

*whispers* what if a certain lvl 20 hot!boi failed his wisdom save?

"Yes, well, we must make haste then." Essek stated, clearing his throat to shake free the unease he was feeling. "Ludinus is one thing, but a demon of such design that prays on the fears and self-loathing of individuals is not quite what I had in mind for this excursion, I'm afraid."

"But it's powering the engine and killing people, shouldn't we, y'know do something?"

Ashton sighed and leaned against his hammer, pointedly staring at Imogen. "It's a grand demon that's been here since before fuck all. I doubt it’s going to matter if it stays chained to an engine for another year or fifty."

"Ash is right." Orym started ignoring Ashtons interjected 'Thank You' "Besides, anything that stalls Ludinus, however good or bad at the moment, is unfortunately a help to us right now."

"I... I guess," Imogen sounded conflicted turning from Orym to stare off to the side where Chetney and Dorian had been affected, "but once Ludinus is dealt with we should probably come back and take care of it."

Essek nodded in agreement. "A problem for another day then."

'And such is your nature to always run. Why?'

His hand was halfway to the pocket of his robes when he heard the whisper. Essek closed his eyes with a quiet sigh.

A hand ran gently across his back, delicate fingers tapping against his shoulders before seeming to settle on the gentle curve of his neck. 'Do you not wish to see the fruits of our research? After all, I have you to thank for everything that I have been able to achieve.'

"We should go. Now." Essek stressed and opened his eyes only to see Caleb in the middle of the room, his form taught against the imaginary bonds that held him in place. Essek swallowed hard when he caught sight of the deep purple bruises that shadowed the white of Caleb's neck. Bells Hells was nowhere to be seen.

Shit.

'If it wasn't for this one here...' Ludinus grinned from his periphery, fingers twisting in the air at the same time Caleb buckled, the man forced to his knees with a grunt.

'Such a thorn in my side.'

Caleb choked, blood beginning to trickle from his nose, his lips strained to form soundless words, his bloodshot eyes pleading with Essek.

"This is not real." It was not, it couldn't be, he refused to fall for whatever horrid illusion that had been thrust upon him. Caleb was safe. The man had said as much himself just the day before. "You will not get what you want from me."

'You think this to be an illusion?' Essek winced when he felt the hot breath of Ludinus burn against the shell of his ear. 'Some perfunctory grand play of a fiend wanting to eat up all those tasty little demons that call that anxiety riddled head of yours home?' Ludinus laughed, 'You aren't as important as you seem to think in the grand scheme of things Thelyss. Your life is nothing but misstep after misstep.'

Essek watched while Ludinus stepped from him and moved to stand before Caleb. He tried to ignore the way the vile mans hand traced delicately down Caleb's cheek smearing blood across pale skin before gently caressing Caleb's lips.

He clenched his hands. This wasn't real, no matter how convincing the stage set before him seemed to be; but, if so, then why did his chest hurt and his breath catch?

'Everything you touch eventually tarnishes.''

Essek grinned, "Then it is good that you are something that has had the pleasure of my acquaintance. It means you yourself are doomed to corrode and rust. That is if any of this was real and not just desperate parlor tricks."

Ludinus laughed and turned to meet Essek's gaze, the man's eyes bright even in the dim light of the room. 'You still think this to be fake? Some sort of set dressing? Why do you think your precious human was so desperate for you to get to Aeor with these hooligans?'

Essek clenched his eyes closed, his fingers twitched. Caleb had been hurried in his explanation that he guide Bells Hells through Aeor but nothing had seemed amiss. Caleb had even promised him that he was fine but that he was unfortunately indisposed at the moment; but, like a worm burrowing into a rotting apple, doubt began to slither into Essek's consciousness.

What if Caleb had been sending him a plea for help in his rushed sending? Had he maybe missed something in their nightly talks? Had he been so foolish and lost in the wonders of their relationship that he'd missed some minute detail in the soft words of Caleb's assurances? It wouldn't be the first time he'd made a mess of things.

Caleb screamed and Essek's eyes shot open with a snarl. He swung his hands up and cast gravity fissure; a black mass hurtled forward ten feet to the right of Ludinus cracking the ground and pulling the hanging bodies from their chains. Ludinus gave a yell of surprise as both he and Caleb were pulled towards the center of the fissure.

The air was heavy in the room, pungent and sweet reminiscent of meadow after a rainstorm. "Caleb?" He winced at how loud his voice echoed in the quiet of the room.

Silence returned his call. Maybe he had misjudged the distance? What if he'd hurt Caleb beyond the point of healing? "Caleb!"

He moved quickly, "Caleb, you must answer me!"

He had been just mere feet from the still bodies of Caleb and Ludinus when something grabbed his ankle and pulled. Essek turned hand poised to attack only to falter when a familiar set of eyes looked up to him, the face distorted and bloated in death but still recognizable.

No it couldn't be, "Verin?"

'You left. They came and you had gone. I suffered your fate.'

"No. No you were safe, I made sure-"

Verin grinned, skin stretched taught, bloated and soured. 'A life taken for deeds done. Even if it was not the accused, retribution was sought.' A rattling breath escaped Verin. 'Why do you think you've been safe for all these years? I fell for crimes that were not my own, you killed me. You stole my future from me, brother.'

'You've doomed us all, Schatz.'

Essek turned from his brother to see Caleb, eyes dull, face stained red and kneeling in supplication. "Caleb, I..."

Ludinus, eyes alight with euphoria, slowly stood from the wreckage, his mangled form towering over Caleb's before resting a hand on Caleb's shoulder. 'The war of Ash and Light will be nothing compared to what Predathos will unleash and we all have you to thank.'

He looked at Caleb's tearful eyes and felt his own well in sympathy. "That's not..."

'Fuck, you'e truly made a mess of everything.'

"Beauregard?" Essek whispered confused. Where had she come from?

'You know how to stop this.' Beau grinned and brought her hands up to form a circle with a knowingly smile. 'Boom.'

[forcedhesitation]

why should it just be steve who has all the torturous purgatory realm fun?

[scienceandfandoms]

Something deeply funny to me about Chibnall fans complaining about how the current series handles the preceding Doctor and cast as if RTD2 doesn't do more to carry forward stuff from the Chibnall era than Chibnall ever did to carry forward stuff from the Moffat era. I'm unconvinced Chibnall ever watched an episode with 12 in it, all he seems to be able to say is that he was a "white haired Scotsman" and the only episode I can think of with any reference to what happened to Bill wasn't even written by Chibnall and was still vague as hell.

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

"my education is my highest priority" everything returns to vocaloid

[the-moogle-of-your-nightmares]

one thing i really deeply wish is that i'd had access as a kid to the plural community and information that are more easily available today, instead of my first experience with plural community which both took it seriously and was nonjudgmental having been 10's era tul/pa.info lmao

[rustingcat]

So I started an Agent Carter rewatch, and I apparently remember nothing, so I got to watch it again with fresh eyes.

Right from the get go I love her introduction so much!

We first see a montage of her action in the war while she's doing some cleaning. Like a way to show us that the surface level of her appearance is not what's hiding underneath.

I absolutely love the shot of all the boring grey hats walking mainly in one direction while her bold red one pops up above the crowd against the flow, showing both her uniqueness and that shes not afraid to be who she is.

Its furthur emphasised in the office, where the man in charge tells her to cover phones while they're in a meeting, which she shuts off immediately with a polite and bold delegating and joins the meeting regardless.

The music is amazing!

Peggy herself is amazing. Such a strong character with so much presence and boldness. Yet, she never expects a spotlight and almost prefers to work in the shadows.

The actios is surprisingly good, and there is so much heart for it right from the start.

The relationship between peggy and jarvies is great. Their banter is fantastic and hilarious.

And of course, the gay tension with her friend and then next door neighbour Angie. She seems to really try to hit on her while Peggy continues to be oblivious. Poor thing, really.

Just finished the first season, and it was so good! The fact that it was cancelled so soon is a travesty to television.

[rowanthestrange]

I know it might just be a Toymaker family/lineage thing where the gods are linked to both the devil and music for reasons we may or may not come back to, but there really is something compelling about someone coded as a devil’s child (she is, she just is, the goblins say ‘eat the beast’ about her baby self, I do not care) who plays the piano when you have Missy who literally (re)created an afterlife she ruled and plays the piano.

Like maybe one or both of those are just mirror-theming but that would have been wild. Nah Doctor, you do know who your child is actually, and the other parent thereof, and it was all surprisingly pedestrian and utterly foreseeable. The most untwist a twist could be.

[deancasforcutie]

Kripke knew. that’s the post. Kripke knew

[mybrainproblems]

yeah, true facts: the finale isn't shorter than average. even if you remove the fourth wall break it's 41:05

i have an absolutely sick obsession with this episode

[bijoumikhawal]

got reminded of the "saying Arabs conquered and colonized North Africa is Zionist because obviously no one saying that coulx possibly draw a distinction between North African Arabs and Palestinian Arabs, and even drawing a distinction between Arabs and Imazighen is colonizer shit" school of thought

[binch-i-might-be]

being the most competent bitch around means waiting in line to purchase your Break Monster Energy™ and actively BEING ON YOUR BREAK but still having to organise and put out fires because NO ONE ELSE PRESENT CAN RUB THEIR TWO BRAINCELLS TOGETHER !!!!!!!