#But he is an asshole

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Anya x Astarion fic

TW: Raphael being an asshole and the Bard Orthon interaction is mentioned to its full completion. It mentions of game ending so spoilers and tw. It also spoilers a lot of the Pale Elf storyline and everything with that. Human trafficking is mentioned specifically but I think that is expect from the Pale Elf Storyline.

Raphael comes for a visit to congratulate Anya for how she handled the Orthon, showing how truly devious she can be when needed. He bears a gift! A contract between her father and Cazador to sell an employee of the Golden Eye Tavern.

Anya decides to go deal with it alone... Which makes our favorite, absolutely terrified vampire spawn panic. Luckily he finds her... but she is crying. Alone.

And it breaks his dead heart.

[softlyopulent-if]

Omg, I hate Adder, Constance and all of them. Why such treatment? 😤😢 MC was just innocent child.

Please, author, say we can get revenge and kill them

Someone might beat you to it, anon. :)

[booty-uprooter]

endwalker's moral is that when you have a guy who's making his daughter act as his therapist, the best thing to do is kick the living shit out of him 4 times then enlist the assistance of a convenient twink willing to continue kicking the living shit out of him for the rest of eternity

[separatist-apologist]

I have no intention of beibg mean but pure curious. I was wondering why do you think erus at the bottom of the list. I was thinking. Oh, valentine with him will be bad but what make him at the bottom of the list? What hus reaction if he receives gift

So the rankings are mostly just jokes and my interpretation of books + fanon/canon. And while I would LOVE to put my faves as #1 every time, I think we should be realistic. Eris has the emotional maturity of a teaspoon and would not be a good boyfriend. He would absolutely not enjoy Valentines Day and if he felt too vulnerable I could see him lashing out/dragging people down to feel powerful. It pains me to make him last AND it was the right choice

[ohmightydevviepuu]

writers month prompts

day twenty-five:  lips

(follow the complete story, try / cry / why? (just a dream) as it posts daily or on AO3)

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“You chose her,” Cora intoned. “And the consequences of that decision.” (2B canon divergence wherein Emma and Killian deal with the consequences.)

Cora.

She’s not hiding this time but waiting for him in a shadow of the courtyard at the B&B. She sits in the darkness as if only by her consent will she be visible, though her bright red lips make it a lost cause. The rest of her makeup is simple, but perfect; her hair falls in deliberate, styled waves to her shoulders. The fabric of her suit is expensively cut but still demure.

(Power.)

It’s just the lipstick that makes her stand out, as if she couldn’t help herself.

She’s waiting for him---or maybe not, maybe he’s waiting for her.

(Because this woman wants something.)

(And he has something worth trading for.)

Her eyes brighten as Neal draws near, lit up with interest he hadn’t noticed earlier, but it’s easy to clock now that she’s made her move into the open.

(What does a person do with a stolen heart, anyway?)

(It’s a twinge and he ignores it. Emma said Hook was fine.)

It slips out anyway. “How’s Hook?”

The red lips tilt upward. “How should I know? I came to inquire after you, Mr. Cassidy.”

Neal shrugs. “I’m not the one whose heart you stole.”

(Tried, though.)

The red lips form a line. The eyes widen. Neal smiles. “I’ve seen you around town. Watching. Watching Hook?”

“We traveled here together, Mr. Cassidy. But he left me in a rather difficult situation. You see, I came here because of my family. My daughter. I haven’t seen her in more than thirty years.”

Neal feels his smile start to fade.

“We had planned to come...a long time ago, and were prevented by the magic. The curse. You must understand---a mother will do almost anything for her child.” The lips twitch. There’s a hint of a sniffle.

Neal narrows his eyes. It’s a good story.

He can work with this.

“I’m here for my son,” he says. “I want to get him away from here. His mother, too. I want to keep them safe. Away from the magic. Away from the Dark One. Do you know who I mean?”

The shadowed figure gives an exaggerated shiver. The lips tremble prettily. “The Dark One destroyed my family,” she says. “But he has powerful magic. Are you saying that you have a way to---?”

Neal nods. “I do. And I think we can help each other.”

[charlesoberonn]

Tell me you know nothing about history without telling me you know nothing about history

[lucdoodle]

thought that one Alastor scene would look cool in comic lettering, so i drew this

[xiaq]

So my bike was stolen from our garage last night. My beloved, custom, carbon fiber, most-expensive-thing-I-own-aside-from-my-car bike. I just found it listed on FB marketplace. Shit is about to go down.

[nouverx]

Louise never heard about puppy love, cause they don't know that term in France 💔

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Lyrics are from Louise by TV Girl ! I was listening to it yesterday and that specific line on the second page screamed Alastor I just had to draw something about it

[comradekatara]

ppl who are like “there’s no way sokka’s art skills would improve, he’s ontologically bad at art” ummmm. dude. you realize that this is the mary sue of hobbies, right? this guy could out-westley westley. he would develop an immunity to iocane powder in less than a week because he’s just that prodigious. he became a kyoshi warrior who could best their leader in a matter of hours, and this was the first time he had ever trained in his life with an actual teacher and opponent. he mastered the sword in one day, if we’re to take piandao’s word for it (and considering his name is literally sword, he is clearly an expert). sokka looked at the rough schematics for hot air balloons after the eminent inventor in the world had spent who knows how long not able to get his idea to actually work like “uhhh…. this may sound obvious, but have you tried a lid???” he has borderline supernatural aim with a boomerang. he was dropped into a haiku battle knowing nothing about the form, and not only beat the leader of ba sing se’s premier haiku club, but also chose, completely unnecessarily, to make each verse rhyme. if he actually sat down and practiced drawing, maybe with some instruction from a trained artist, or easier beginner’s materials than ink and a brush (you’ve all seen my art, and I still cannot paint with ink and a brush), I think sokka would easily be able to produce a work on par with (if not superior to) the mona lisa by the following morning.

[crplpunkklavier]

hey after kristoph gavin planted atroquinine in a kid's favorite nailpolish, while he was spending seven long agonizing years waiting for the kid to actually poison herself, how badly do you think he pissed his dumb little blue pants when 6 years in his brother presumably out of nowhere published a song titled "atroquinine my love" and made the whole world sing it for a little while

[madscientistenthusiast]

Personally I think that Azula should have been redeemed simply so that she can become Zuko's horrible little advisor who whispers evil little plans to him so that he can do the exact opposite

[thedevilundercover]

Tim Drake de-aging fic but everyone is just kind blown how that little monster is the Timothy Jackson Drake that they know.

He’s not even a gremlin, he’s just mean and knows a little too much about stuff than the usual rich brat.

Damian: tsk, you’re such a disgrace the Wayne name.

Tiny!Tim: yeah? And your mother should have swallowed, but we’re both here aren’t we?

or

Jason, thinking he could bully smol Timmy: you stopped so low that you replaced a dead boy! *emo edge lord noises*

Baby!Tim, having learned new slang words via duke and Steph who think this whole thing is hilarious: have you ever thought about just getting better?

Jason: ex-fucking-cuse me?

Tim, shrugging: dying really is just a skill issue ngl

it would be even more funny if he was like this only to Damian and Jason so everyone thinks Tim is such a smart, adorable little boy but the two of them are screaming at Dick and Bruce to get that fucking demonic child exorcised

[panakina]

It’s very important to me that Jason is both an incredibly compassionate person with a big heart, and an absolute jackass.

[bluegiragi]

work it out (part 2)

early access + nsfw on patreon

[nerdpoe]

Kon was visiting small town and trying to take a little bit of a breather.

Sometimes things got to be a little too much. For instance, he recently found out that due to some weird niche law, he wasn't a person. He was property.

So even if he ever got tired of essentially being owned by CADMUS, it was them or some government branch called the GIW.

And no one knew anything about the GIW.

So even if he wasn't really with CADMUS anymore, he would never be free of them. Which was. Not great.

So he was just. Taking a small breather.

Sitting on a curb, eating some burgers, and just vibing.

Then someone grabbed both of his shoulders in a death grip.

"Dude, what-?"

"-I'm sorry, but I need you to stay still or I'm gonna get got." A panicked teen voice hissed.

Kon turned his head; there was a scrawny teen with unnaturally clear blue eyes, black hair, and a white knuckled grip on Kon's shoulders as he desperately tried to...keep his feet on the ground?

Then a van came tearing around the corner, with the letters GIW stamped across it. The men that left it were wearing white suits, and were clearly keeping an eye on the terrified kid trying to pretend like he wasn't about to float out of some sort of fear response.

Oh.

Oh, this was another clone. One without the protection of CADMUS or Kal.

Yeah, no.

He's got the kid in his arms and was flying over the mid-sized city in an instant, right before pivoting and retreating to Metropolis.

He needed Kal for this. The man was over his thing about clones, and Kon couldn't face the American Government alone.