#overrode

[hansooyung]

how does the song go? something about feeling fine.

TEXT 443-547-1797 TO REPORT THE END OF THE WORLD

[sha-brytols]

this was supposed to be just for fun so i can get back into the habit to write but i actually kind of like it....... i might do more wacky prisoner of war esther in the future idk

"This... will be your quarters, for the time being." Cullen grimaces, eyeing the dusty interior of the dilapidated little room with no small measure of dismay. Hawke follows after him, looking around the run-down stone hovel with detached disinterest. "It's the best we could manage under the circumstances; Ambassador Montilyet petitioned to give you the spare space within the Keep itself, but... well..." The commander offers her a sidelong glance. "Leliana overrode the order."

"I'm sure she did," Hawke remarks blandly, stepping around him to examine her new lodgings more thoroughly. Cullen fidgets in place, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.

"Is... is it to your liking?"

"Would you offer a rabid dog its own kennel of choice?" Hawke responds, glancing back at him over her shoulder. "The accommodations are as expected, given my circumstances. You don't need to waste your breath pandering to me, Knight-Captain."

Flinching, he looks away, staring at the opposite wall as his jaw tightens. "That is no longer my title, as you are well aware, Champion."

Hawke snorts. "Likewise, Captain."

Silence settles between them, heavy with tension. Hawke watches as Cullen's gaze darts about, the commander pointedly refusing to meet her eyes—instead, his attention focuses on a thick layer of dust blanketing the small moldy table pushed against the far wall. It's clear he has more to say, and, knowing the commander, she's well aware of his inability to remain silent in the face of any perceived injustice.

Perceived being the optimal word here.

"...I know you have no cause to believe me," Cullen begins, clearing his throat. "But, I would like you to know that you have my word: the Inquisition intends to treat you with the respect and dignity you are owed."

"Yet apparently not enough to actually use the words that involve my actual status, here," she counters, turning to face him directly. "I am a political prisoner, Captain. Dancing around it demeans you."

He flinches again, but to his credit, he meets her eyes. "You are our guest," he replies, though his voice wavers with uncertainty. "And I intend to treat you as such, regardless of the circumstances that brought you here. It is... the least I can do."

To that, Hawke makes no comment, merely turning her attention away from him to continue examining her quarters. She has no doubts this truly was the best they had to offer, given that it actually has four walls and a mostly solid roof. There's no door, of course, and the room is furnished with little beyond the aforementioned table and a small cot tucked into the far corner. It isn't exactly the height of luxury, but it is a step above sleeping in a cave—and she's hardly inexperienced with living in squalor.

Still, there is one rather pressing concern...

Without sparing Cullen a second glance, Hawke marches towards the opposite wall where a glaring red banner emblazoned with sunburst emblem of the Chantry has been mounted, grabbing it by the bottom and yanking it off the wall. She holds it in front of her, staring at the symbol with disdain for a brief moment, before abruptly tearing the fabric in half and letting the tattered remains fall to the ground. Behind her, Cullen watches with his expression set into a grim mask, but says nothing as she turns to face him once more.

"There," Hawke remarks, kicking the two halves of the ruined banner off to the side. "Now it is to my liking."

For a brief second, the commander looks as if he might be tempted to argue. Then, he exhales wearily, sliding into a rigid parade rest with his hands tucked behind the small of his back. "Skyhold is free for you to explore at your leisure," he tells her. "As a matter of courtesy, however, it would benefit all parties if you would refrain from entering the main keep. My men are under strict orders not to accost you in any way, and I have no reason to believe these orders will be disobeyed."

"I would prefer if they kept a respectful distance."

"I will relay your wishes," Cullen agrees, bowing his head slightly. "As for your presence here... there is no simple way to say this, so I will be direct. While the Inquisitor has given you permission to walk the fortress freely, your presence is... an unexpected variable. Given the loyalties of many who serve beneah our banner, I recommend you refrain from wandering about the keep without an escort. Seeker Pentaghast has agreed to oversee your safety, should you require her to do so."

Immediately, Hawke bristles. She snaps her attention to the man, amber eyes narrowed and jaw clenching as her hand balls into a tight fist. "Tell your Seeker that if she values her own safety, she'll stay as far away from me as the distance allows."

At that, Cullen has the audacity to look surprised, the stoic mask slipping away from his face for just a fraction of a second. "Champion—"

"Hawke," she interrupts, the word coming out as a growl. "In case you've forgotten, Commander, I lost the right to the title of 'Champion' when your master declared martial law and turned an entire city into her personal hunting grounds. I don't have want nor need of a chaperone, and you'll not foist your attack dog upon me under the guise of protection."

He stares at her with a peculiar mix of emotions warring for dominance in his gaze; shock and hurt and, yes, even the faintest hint of guilt. She suppresses the urge to sneer, knowing it would only exasperate the situation further, and settles for leveling a heated glower his way. After a few moments, he composes himself once more, the stoic mask returning to its rightful place.

"I will pass on the message," he finally says, and she can't tell if his voice is as strained as she believes it to be or if she merely projects the tone she's so eager to hear. He offers a small bow, the gesture crisp with military discipline, before straightening once again and turning to leave the way he came. "Should you have need of anything, Champion, the guard posted outside your quarters has been instructed to attend to you. Within reason, of course."

"Of course," Hawke echoes mockingly, watching the man's back with a dark look as he departs.

[mychlapci]

drew this with my fingar ... tfa optimus showing off his giant decepticon sized baby. not pictured: his team staring open mouthed at the size of that fucking thing

[secret-sageent]

send help i should really be studying for my psych midterm

edit: forgot to say the art is not mine; idk whose it is but if you know pls tell me so I can credit them!

Edit edit: credit to duskidraws for the art :D

[ludotjpeg]

All i can think about is that @ /tf2_swap medic-scout model . Did he have to be so unbearably cute ? Was it done purposefully ? Do you all have any clue how dangerous this is ? It was unfortunate for that account to have posted about him where i could see it , because now i will draw him in the worst of situations . No rest for the little scouts ! Even for that little medicthing ! He isn't safe in my hands !!!!!!!!!

Model credit to @ / tf2_swap , design by @ / Thej0eLest

PLEASE PERCIEVE THIS SCOUTMEDICTHING ???? ??!?!?? !?!?!! His gloves are too big for him ..... And he still wears his dog tags ... Do any of you understand . I need you to understand . Look at me in my eyes and say you understand . This is absolutely lifechanging in ways i cannot even verbalize .

[anime-lover-mooncake]

Uh oh. Someone's in trouble now.

[fizzlo-and-the-cubes]

Ros: Does Sneeg genuinely say "I wish people would hang out", like does he give that vibe?

One Million* vindicated freaks:

*im counting based on vibes today

[pipplerino]

Can you draw more captain x rafe

[shallowseeker]

hey what if jack got Really mad at castiel using him as an excuse to stick around. it feels SIMILAR but not quite the same as sam using him to open up a portal. like legitimately i think jack would feel a bit gutted at the idea that someone who made him feel safe enough that he promised cas anything so he'd stick around, only cared about him (AT FIRST. I Can't Stress This Enough.) because it gave cas an excuse to stay on earth. the whole "jack made us a family but he's gone now"

Yeah, that’s one of the reasons I love this view that Cas’s initial reaction to Jack… was tangled up w/ his own identity crisis.

The fodder for potential family baggage is just… Nnnngh!!!!

(Aside// love the idea of this fight: that Jack himself wasn’t what made Cas stay: it was what Jack signified at the time.)

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Faith in the future:

In 12x19, it reads to me like Jack’s existence validated Castiel’s faith in something bigger than himself, which, after so much doubt/crisis/vulnerability, made him feel strong again.

To Cas, Jack became a symbol of the Future. But at his lowest point, instead of hoping for a better future, Cas clung to Jack as proof that everything was unfolding as it was meant to—as a symbol of Fate.

Looking positively towards the future ISN'T necessarily a bad thing, so long as it doesn't swing too far into positive nihilism, and like I’ve said before... hoping for Big Things(TM) from your child is a common metaphor for parental struggle.

But it does mean that in those early days, Castiel’s devotion to Jack was wrapped up in what Jack represented as much as who Jack actually was.

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Strong again:

And that vision of Cas’s in the 12x19 script—man. Cas doesn’t just see a world where Jack brings peace to the Winchesters. He sees himself transformed. Jack gives Sam freedom, gives Dean peace, and gives Cas a sense of power and purpose again. Cas is standing there shirtless and imposing, protective as an angel should be, while Dean is in extreme close-up, saying thank you.

Whether you interpret it as explicitly sexual or not, there’s an undeniable intimacy in how it's framed.

The through-line of Cas’s strength runs all the way from not being able to find the boys in prison (First Blood) to Ishim (Lily Sunder…) to Ramiel (Stuck in the Middle with You). He doesn’t want them to protect him. That’s anathema to Cas.

He wants a win for Dean… and for himself. This one of the few chunks of time that focuses not on what Cas does, but on how he is seen… and he’s seen by Dean. That’s significant to me.

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That pesky brainwashing:

And Jack’s brainwashing capacity, whether you think it was Jack’s subconscious or Chuck’s interference, adds even more stuff to why Cas was so immediately, fervently devoted.

I think that if Jack ever came to realize the truth of THAT, even partially, it would hurt like mofo, don’t you?

omfg he didn't really love me he doesn't really love me etc (Note/edit: It's implied here that Jack had no idea.)

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We do actually get a glimpse of Cas and Jack fighting in 14x02:

JACK: It wasn’t a risk. CAS: To—to go out there alone? Jack, you have been on the radar of every angel and demon and power broker in creation since the day you were born and I’m sorry, but you’re not exactly yourself. JACK: Weak and defenseless, you mean. CAS (teeth gritting): I mean that the possibility of capture is real, yes.

It nice, because usually what we see is Cas being stern with Jack, and Jack listening silently, eyes downcast.

Respectful.

But here, when Cas berates him—Jack chafes, stepping up into Castiel’s space, eyes flashing.

Jack is frustrated by being viewed as “stupid."

So, Jack throws a barb: that he wanted to see his real family. The way he spits those words echoes Dean in 5x21—when he looks Bobby in the eye and says "You’re not my father."

If Jack REALLY wanted to hit Cas where it hurts, though:

CAS: You’ve been on the radar of every angel and demon and power broker since you were born!

All Jack REALLY has to do and turn around and say that maybe Cas was one of those power brokers.

This would be fertile ground for a fight that reveals too much: Jack charging Cas with being a power broker, and Cas accidentally revealing that acting to protect Jack wasn’t 100% of his own free will at first.

The devastation on Jack’s face is immediate, and Cas scrambles to reassure him—"It’s my choice now." 

But the damage is done.

I think this could create a deep fracture in their relationship—one that’s not easily mended.

Now that I think about it, this might be a more realistic way for the Big Fight(TM) to begin between the two of them.

[lilithofpenandbook]

James and Lily Potter weren't heroes. They weren't extraordinary wizards who did great things and died a tragic death.

They were two people with questionable morals, who died doing the most normal thing: trying to protect their child. The bare minimum.

The wizarding world made idols out of these two very unheroic people, just because of the nature of their death.

There was no radical hero. There was no confusing out of character change.

Because they were never heroes. The world just treated them as heroes, and rewrote their history to fit in with that.

Because surely people who died like that have to be extraordinary. Only extraordinary, wonderful people go on to end up like that. Only two extraordinary, powerful people could have a baby that overpowers the Dark Lord. It couldn't have happened to just anyone, right?

[erial-c]

me when i found the redacted audio timeline website

[chicago-geniza]

was trying to find medical information about why both of my immunotherapies make me so ravenous for 24 hours after the injection but all the research is about cumulative weight loss or weight gain, and/or appetite suppression in the long term re: oncology. that's not what i asked. i want to know why non-cancer biologics make me eat like a teenage boy with the munchies in a stoner comedy the day of and nobody has an answer!!!

[violetren]

There is something deeply entertaining to me that whenever the FNDM wants to do a fix-it fic or good!character au where one or more of the characters gets plucked out of their doomed backstory and gets a chance at a happy home and future, most of the time they seem to get picked up by Qrow.

Like at some point. Probably around the time we reached Haven but for some maybe before we all went, oh your home life sucks? Your last name is Branwen now.

And it works because despite his luck and his drinking Qrow does present as that kind of sap who would see a child in a particularly bad situation and be like "my nieces and Summer would be mad at me for leaving." Plus he is the only character who could conceivably be anywhere on Remnant pre-canon doing weird Ozpin missions that would both give him the opportunity to cross paths with and the political protection to just adopt a child the same way I adopted my last two cats off the street. By going "is anyone gonna look after that?" and then not waiting for an answer.

Did Monty Miles and Kerry know when they were building Qrows character arc that they were making The Dad That Stepped Up slash Mother Goose fusion?

[blue-slates]

Doing a second playthrough of COE33 and like I love uncovering little things I missed on my first run through

I investigated those trash cans and there's just. A guy hiding from the paintress in one of them?

Similarly, tho I got a tip off about this, the life enjoyers. Hilarious that they're into being watched until it gets weird. Sorry!

WHy is this game about everyone dying so funny jeeze

There's a lady who's just sitting by herself surrounded by buckets of flowers and just. All her friends/family must've been gommaged before her so it's such a sweet yet sad tribute to them, especially since she's by herself away from everyone else.

And another guy by the harbour holding another man's portrait. Just these little details that add so much texture to the world.

I did try to talk to everyone my first run through but I still missed some npcs, like the family by the flower stalls, and the paintress worshipers (and there might've been a few on an expedition to make a shrine at stone wave cliffs? wild), and the (possibly maybe?) male lovers about to gommage too

I'm less sure about this but I think one of the dancers by the harbor is Sciel. She has the same hairstyle and general appearance, but nobody calls it out like with Lune, so it might be an npc. Still, I kinda like to think of her showing off pictos as a dance as her send off to Lumiere

But seriously what is with these mimes? WHO put them here?

It completely went over my head that Maelle and Sophie apparently are meeting for the first time in the prologue. Which either means Maelle's only been with Gustave for less than 4 years, or they just never met for the duration Sophie and Gustave were together which seems much less likely imo

It kinda makes me think about how attached she is Gustave compared to Emma. She does care for Maelle, but I can imagine that they might not have spent much time together with her being the head of the council (not really a place you'd want kids who aren't possibly apprenticed to anyone there). So yeah, I can better see how Maelle would feel like Lumiere isn't home for her even though Emma is her guardian too.

Sophie. I just want everyone to take a moment to appreciate her. I lover her so much and was devastated seeing all the little things she does to help people before she's gone all over again (especially after coming back to Lumiere in the endgame and seeing the statue with her name on it. SOPHIIIIIIIEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAA)

And I'm sure there's still other things I missed too lol

[whimsyvixen]

He's unredeemable and a total monster. I need to build an altar to properly worship him and his cocks 🛐🛐🛐

I decided to try animating it so here's my poor and sad attempt:

[contaiinedarmageddon2]