#aka endgame

[chirpsythismorning]

Mentally I’m here

[hisbucky]

Buck: I kissed Tommy. Eddie: …Tommy. Buck: Well, he kissed me! Not that I didn’t kiss him back, but the point still stands. Eddie: Tommy with the helicopter? That Tommy? Buck, groaning: Yes, Eddie! That Tommy! Eddie: Huh. I can’t blame him. I’ve been wanting to do that for years myself. Buck, blinking aggressively: What. Eddie: How do you feel about having two boyfriends? Tommy, out of nowhere: Yeah, what do say, Evan? Buck: I think, I think I’m gonna pass out.

[lonely-night]

“I failed... to save Kath- Captain Janeway. Let me save you. Please.”

A future!Seven tried to time travel back when Voyager was lost in the Delta Quadrant but ended up on USS Shenzhou and met Captain Philippa Georgiou.

[alilaro]

those damned anime weebs were right, Neon Genesis Evangelion really does go fucking hard

[raayllum]

was talking about this with friends but i also think having a good sense of when a story is headed in a direction you don't like is important for three reasons:

It helps you practice critical thinking skills / viewing something from a more objective and perhaps realistic lens. I have shows / stuff where even though I thought a story/plot decision or ship was a bad idea and it wasn't my preference, and even when I thought another story decision might make more sense, I was still able to recognize that "hey, this story is most likely going to go in this direction because of xyz" / setup and framing

This also means you can have an easier time leaving and/or getting out of a story when it begins to disappoint you / it can help build realistic expectations regarding the material in order for you to have a better time if you do stay.

And most importantly, perhaps, it just makes it all the more rewarding and exciting when you recognize a story is going in same the direction that you've hoped it would, because that is chef's kiss lemme tell you

[wisefoxluminary]

Lucifer is wild for having an episode where Lucifer and Cain are in a fake gay relationship and having the guts to make them kiss and making their drama a big part of the episode all while Mazikeem makes supposed moves on Charlotte and makes her question her sexuality. The gay representation was fire in this episode, I don't care what you say. Lucifer and Pierce are canon and the amount of subtext and romance with them is crazy. They are more than friends, they are husbands.

[chaos0pikachu]

so my hope for the Mew/Top storyline is that this ends up being a lesson - albeit harsh one - for Mew that you can't and shouldn't try to "fix" your partners. Because it is so very incredibly naive to think that giving Top a "reward" in the form of sex (which isn't a good thing anyway!!! Top shouldn't have even ASKED for that and once again he's pushing Mew's boundaries and Mew compromises himself for Top) that he'll change.

Like, the last bit of of Top and Mew's storyline in ep04 is:

Mew: We should be honest with each other Top: Cool, I have nothing to hide, except the fact I do hard drugs (something I'll only tell you after I've been pushed and totally not gonna mention I fucked your friend a couple weeks ago) Mew: I don't want to date someone who does hard drugs Top: Okay I'll stop but only if I get sex outta it Mew: That somehow seems totally fair and understandable and I totally believe you'll stop doing COCAINE in exchange for a handjob Top: Also I was a real selfish asshole to previous lovers/partners of mine Mew: That's pretty awful of you Top: Yeah but with you it's totally different! Mew: That's still awful but for some reason I'm okay with it now because I'm different

Like, I'm so not sorry but Top's awful lmao he's entertaining tho he made the episode interesting but god Mew you can not FIX him and I really hope the story isn't going to have Mew fix him with some love and bussy

[iturbide]

Oh man are we talking Grima things? Especially age things? Boy do I have Words for some characters. Forneus has clearly never handled a literal infant, because they have some pretty violent thoughts (I'm much older than a baby sibling) just because they just. Have no concept of violence! They tug on earrings just because shiny dangly thing is there among other things!

And Alm and Celica attacking him when he'd have to be a child broke my heart. I LOVE Grima's story as a tragedy and how it contrasts to Robin BECAUSE of these things and it's why the "Grima as just a mindless force of nature" readings make me a little uncomfortable given we have so much evidence he ISN'T. Large enough to maybe INFLUENCE the forces of nature by Just Existing, maybe, but I feel that adds to the delicious tragedy of Grima.

We are in fact talking about Grima things!! And let me tell you, that bit about sensing "dark and violent thoughts" from an entity that was, at best, a few months old? That's what had me convinced that Forneus was projecting. Because it's a baby. It barely has a consciousness. Grima's entire world at that point in life consisted of eating, sleeping, looking at things their baby brain couldn't possibly comprehend in any reasonable way, and their parent -- aka Forneus. Babies aren't intentionally violent. They're babies. They're new to the world. They have zero context for anything. So attributing any kind of maliciousness to something that had only just been born is laughable.

The thing that really gets me about Alm and Celica in particular is that...Grima's not violent. When Alm and Celica arrive at the bottom of the labyrinth, Grima is not aggressive. The Creation just floats there, and battle only commences when someone makes direct contact. Grima suffered so much at the hands of humanity -- first their father figure trying to kill them, then the sudden attack by Alm and Celica's group, then a millennium of use and abuse by those who claimed to worship them (if you take M!Grima's Level 40 dialogue from Heroes into account) before Naga and the First Exalt killed them...and then they were raised from the fucking dead at the whims of still more humans who claimed to worship them.

Grima's story really is a deeply tragic one. It's part of what compels me so much about their story, and the various ways it ties into Robin's: Grima was never able to make meaningful connections with others, being reviled as a monster or worshiped as a Divine in equal, alienating measure; but Robin led the life that Grima likely dreamed of but could never achieve.

[sarah-cam]

this is for the conrad girlies, stay strong tonight

[whywontuluvme]

So i've been binging the last 3 episodes of Marry My Husbad.

When I tell you the plot had my jaw hanging wide open in the first half hour, maybe even 15 minutes!!!

I'm on team Jihyuk, but tell me why I'm kinda rooting for Eunho...he was so soft at the end of episode 3 aghhhh

^^my exact reaction whenever Jihyuk or Eunho are blessing my screen^^

[skania]

I just realized this comment about Akane liking Yuki's "sly" side comes right after she gets first-hand confirmation of how sly Aqua is, and then we get this 50 chapters later 😭

And there's this too

And funnily enough there's even this

[chirpsythismorning]

Tribulations walked so Destroying the Castle could run.

In the Closet (at Rink O Mania) walked so Surf that Tasty Pie could— *gunshots*

[hisbucky]

Eddie, bloody: ... Tommy, also bloody: ... Buck: ...What did you two do? Eddie: We had an argument while sparring. Buck, immediately: Do not make me pick a side. Tommy: Don't worry, Evan. We've managed to find a solution to settle our differences... Eddie, gets closer: It's simple, really. You're not expendable, not for either of us, so Evan... Tommy, boxes them in: Why not let us both have you? The three of us together... Buck: For the record, my answer is yes. Now excuse me while I pass out in both of your arms.

[thompsborn]

wait actually since the new spidey game has kind of caused a new rise in love for parksborn i’m gonna lowkey self promote one of my favorite fics that i’ve ever written that i love to reread regularly:

it’s kind of a combination of different canons? it’s basically like. the potential tasm parksborn had plus mcu irondad but it’s peppermay and rhodeytony as queer parental figures plus peter finding a kitten on patrol and that kitten becoming their (first) child

here’s a snippet in case anyone is interested:

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A year and a half later, Penny ruins Harry’s plans when she finds the ring in the closet and trots on out to the living room with it in her mouth, not a care in the world. Peter is putting on a movie and Harry is tapping away at his phone screen when she settles on the carpet, dropping the ring to paw at it playfully, and only when she meows at it do they both look over.

Harry sucks in a sharp breath when he sees what she has. Peter’s just confused, head tilting to the side, brows bunching together and voice lilted as he asks, “Is that a ring?”

“Uh—” Harry’s voice cracks. He clears his throat. It doesn’t help much. “Looks like it.”

It’s an idiotic situation and they’re both stupid, Harry too busy panicking and Peter’s mind connecting the dots rapidly, and by the time they realize what’s going to happen, when she leans down to bite at it, there’s not enough time for them to jump up and stop her. In seconds, the ring is in her mouth, and then it’s gone.

She swallowed the fucking thing.

In the aftermath, there’s silence, before Peter weakly asks, “Was that an engagement ring?”

“Oh my god,” Harry whispers. “Oh my fucking god.”

[effervescentdragon]

charles leclerc + the color red

i wrote this a long time ago, for a fic that is coincidentally named redredred. i dont know how i remembered it. im scheduling this, so i hope you still see it, anon ❤️

"Do you think I'm too much?"

Pierre raises his head from the carrots he is chopping and just looks at Charles, his hand stilling on the knife.

"Explain?" He says, but his eyes are full of knowing, and Charles hates himself for just blurting it out. He knows he's blushing, so he concentrates on measuring the pasta portions.

"Forget it," he mumbles. "It was just a thought, I don't know what I was thinking."

"Calamar," Pierre trails off. "Explain, please."

Charles thinks on all he wants to say, all the things bubbling under his skin, tearing at his throat and clawing their way out in any way possible, begging and screaming to be let out. He thinks about the races and the cars and the apologies and the incidents and the way he sometimes just wants to scream until he has no voice left to even whisper anymore. He thinks about making meaningless apologies and saying sorry when he is anything but and the way the curves of the track play out before his eyes when he closes them in the attempt to sleep. He thinks of eyes that are blue blue blue and disappointed and angry and the background and foreground that are all red red red and he thinks how the color of anger is not the one you would assume it is. He thinks of harsh words and broken promises and icy coldness where before there was warmth and he doesn't want to think about the grey grey grey of rain in Spa and of the black black black of the funeral clothes and the way fear seeps in wearing shades of pale yellow sunsets and green green hills. The carrots before Pierre are orange and the pasta in his shaking hand is brown and he jerks his head.

"I can't," he whispers. When he looks at Pierre's face, it's carefully expressionless, the only evident emotion shown in the tightness around his eyes. "Not now, sorry, not yet."

Not about you, he doesn't say.

Not to you, he doesn't say.

Not you, he doesn't say.

Pierre stares at him for a moment, as if he'd heard that thought, as if he knows, and it's Pierre, his best friend, so maybe he does know, and Charles can't even be ashamed because if he knows, then he also understands, and then nods.

"Don't apologize, there is nothing to be sorry for. It's alright," he says seriously, going back to chopping the carrots with steady hands.

Charles doesn't say Thank you because he doesn't need to. Pierre knows everything about him.

The countertop is marble imitation and purple and the knife in Pierre's hand is shining silver and his shorts are pink and Charles is white - white as the bread he's not supposed to eat, white as the lights above the tracks they race on, white as the knuckles on the steering wheel.

Charles is as white as the void within him, devoid of feelings, devoid of anything relevant. The white noise on the car radio, broken by the words Red flag, keep the Delta positive, red flag, red flag, redredred.

They don't speak again until the food is done, and by then Charles doesn't want to say anything anymore.

[blognarrymybabes]

If Will turns Evil ( which i don’t think he will, that boy is the purest soul in this whole entire series to a freaking fault like I am more worried he will sacrifice himself ) but if if he does turn evil you best believe I am going to support him all the way till the end

also , I personally believe that Will is Vecna’s good version (Idk how to say it they are way too similar with one major difference of Will actually having a pure heart and is loved)