#his mother raised him better than that

[eldritch-nightmare]

Okay this is kind of random(and I may have missed it but oh well)

But like is Liu really religious? And if so what religion?

Again I may have missed somewhere where you wrote about it but I'm just genuinely curious now

i'm pretty sure he is?? a lot of the art i've seen of him involves religious imagery, and the only reason he survived is bc he was able to choke jeff w his rosary.

i personally view him as religious, at least. i view him as a non-practicing catholic, but you can make him believe in whatever religion, or lack thereof, that you want.

[casually-eat-my-soul]

Okay listen I know that canonically stiles is a walking disaster, and that if we put him in heels he’d be a walking catastrophe but it would be infinitely funnier if they actually made him walk better.

Like they are at a pack meeting and someone brings up the fact that the girls are always in heels even when fighting. So they make the guys try on the heels and Scott and Jackson are falling over, Issac is unstable, Boyd just stands their refusing to walk. Derek wouldn’t even put on the heels.

And stiles just struts around. First time in heels too.

It would be really funny.

[rollforjackass]

i could KILL him for this. motherfucker's every interaction with children has him being, if not nice, then at minimum kind and forgiving and genuinely invested in their wellbeing.

he asks crying kids what's the matter, he's afraid to hold a baby because he's worried he'll drop it, he goes after people who are mean to kids without a second thought. his whole mentorship with timothy hunter is him trying to do right by that kid no matter how he feels about it at the time. man would be the most loving dad in the world but because of his own awful goddamn father and the ways he thinks he takes after thomas, he doesn't think that's true. i hate.

[archduke-enver-gortash]

mmm essay about sally and kid gort in the tags (cw for child abuse, mentions of suicide, animal cruelty and a murder attempt. i always hope i don’t have to say this but just in case: i don’t excuse or condone any of her or gort’s behaviour at all.) this is literally not even touching upon everything i have to say because i hit the fucking tag limit lmao. NOBODY READ IT’S BAD BRAINSTORMING I JUST NEEDED TO GET IT OUT SOMEHOW

[catastrophizing-cat]

i want him to know who he is before your family tries to tell him what they want him to be

[lesbiansanemi]

Was doing so good holding it together today but now that I’m laying down and trying to sleep I’m tearing up and I can feel that I’m about to burst into tears any second now

[lesenbyan]

Scientists: want so badly for adult children who are friends with and/or still dependant on parents for money or a roof to be Bad that they are intentionally looking for detriment in the study results

Study results: so overwhelmingly positive they can't actually find the data needed to twist the narrative

Scientists: >:|

[error404vnotfound]

you know actually im kinda glad my relationship with my father wasn't that great because everyone always praises him on how good of a teacher and peer he was and all the work he put into his school and how good of a human being he was

but he really wasn't that good of a father. and because i didn't care much for him being my father i can enjoy the compliments and feel for his friends and peers that remember him fondly and be proud of who he was as a professional and a person without resenting him for not being a good parent

i can say id rather he was a positive influence for the thousands of students he taught and a support and guide and inspiration for all his co-workers across his career than him being a good dad

[martyrbat]

red hood: the lost days #3

[ID: Talia Al Ghul holding Jason Todd as she submerges him in the Lazarus Pit. Her hand is cradling the back of his head as her other hand gently holds his bandaged side. Her long hair is down and flowing slightly as she's in a pink robe, the excess sleeve fabric floating. She looks down at Jason with a somber, caring expression. Jason is shirtless and has scars littering his chest and biceps. There's red around his closed eyes in the shape of his Robin mask and he has dried blood coming from his open mouth. In front of them is the red pill helmet that Jason will later wear. The chemical liquid is a blend of green and yellow as there's soft orange flames that rises from around Jason and behind Talia. The background is soft pink and white with dark pink, halfwilted trumpet shaped flowers curling behind them. END ID]

[minteaspoon]

The Bastards of Waters

a/n: this is inspired by a fic called watch the world burn by mylordstrong on ao3:)

Summary: Lucerys is bastardized by a king Aemond Targaryen to become Lucerys Waters, who births him bastard sons. Those sons are forced to journey to the Red Keep, away from their beloved mother and homely manse after the King demands them brought to him, as his Stag Queen has only ever birthed him girls in their 15 years of marriage. Luke, humiliated and angry, warns and prepares his children of the dangers they’ll be facing once they step foot within their hateful father’s castle.

a/n 2: uh, luke’s in his “alicent era with a hint of rhaenyra losing her mind era” is all I’m saying for this :)

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“Keep your brothers in line, Daemon, never let them out of your sight, never let them be alone with anyone in the Keep,” Luke whispers to his eldest, as he clutches the teen’s face harshly. It was the first time Daemon had ever felt pain in his mother’s hold - it was always soft, warm and maternal. He couldn’t blame his faultless mother, he was worried for his children going into unknown and hostile territory after all.

Daemon’s hands shot up to grip his loving mother’s fingers gently, prying them from his face to hold within his own, “I will ensure my brothers never know pain in the Keep, and I promise they’ll be safe and protected as long as I’m still around, mother.”

He can feel his kind mother’s hands shaking, as his eyes stared back into his soft mother’s dark milky hues.

“…All right, I’ll be holding you to that promise,” Luke rasps out, as he frees himself from his son’s tight grip. He cups Daemon’s cheeks, gently this time, with enough warmth he could see his son physically melt in his palms. “Bring you brothers here, I need you all here to tell you of what to expect in that viper’s den.”

“Yes, mother.”

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After getting his brothers into the manse’s main room, all sitting on the sofa, Luke rants and warns his sons of the Red Keep’s dangers.

“You mustn’t be alone nor trust anyone in the Keep, everyone there’s no better than the people in Flea Bottom. They lie, kill, cheat, steal and brag - they will cause you harm and death and suffering. Trusting a person in the Keep, and being vulnerable with any of them is a death sentence in that wretched place,” he starts, pacing back and forth while biting his nails red. “You mustn’t make any mistake, if you do, they will pounce on you for it, humiliate you for it - be as perfect as you can be, and watch and protect each other’s backs. The only ones you can trust in the Keep are yourselves and each other, never forget that.”

Luke can see the fear and hate erupting in the eyes of his children. “Good,” he thought, “that hatred and fear shall keep them alive and protected within the Cursed King’s grasp.”

He knows what he’s doing is wrong, that installing more hate and fear to fester within his own sons might lead to drastic consequences, but he couldn’t careless.

He birthed his sons alone, he taught his sons alone, he entertained his sons alone, he raised his sons alone. If anyone had any problems with how he raised them, full of nothing but spiteful, bitter and frightful contempt for nearly everyone in Westeros - then they should’ve never left him alone to raise his own children as he sees fit.

Luke was quite glad. While he had few friends and loyal followers, he still had allies he knew he could trust.

The many former gold cloaks loyal to his step-father, Daemon Targaryen, trained his sons and vowed to protect both Luke and them - and to join their rebellion when the time comes to fruition. Two of his mother’s handmaidens, who were there for all of her births - and her death - had vowed to ardently stay beside Luke for when the Greens fall, and he or one of his sons takes the throne.

The White Worm - Lady Mysaria - and the whores of Westeros, whom never achieved the peace and equality they were promised by the Black Queen as a result of her death from the traitorous Greens. Nettles, whom seeks revenge for the death of Daemon Targaryen, vows to see the dragon Vhagar and her rider fall in disgrace and dishonor.

Rhaena and Baela, whom quietly gathered allies within the Free Cities, and raised Morning in secrecy away from prying eyes and ears. And the Starks and Arryns, disgraced Houses for their loyalty to the true Queen, Rhaenyra Targaryen, had vowed to see and support Lucerys Waters, the last living son of the rightful heir, sit on the Iron Throne - even if their devotion and fealty were done in secret codes and whispers.

Luke sighs as he halts his rants. Cupping his hands together, he raises them to his face to cover his vicious expression from his beloved sons. Turning his eyes to them, he gently brings his children together, and grips the hands of his youngest, staring in the eyes of all his sons. He finally lets out a final warning in a pale and muted voice; “When the King’s stag wife births the son of the blood of the dragon that he wants, flee as fast and as far away as you can - He will not hesitate to kill all of you, and he will not hesitate to kill me, your mother, either. That man is our family’s ruin and cause of suffering. Do you understand, my loves?”

[booktroverts-thoughts]

Ron believes his mother did not mean to really hate him. He bets she did not even know she did, and yet he was hated. And he hated her for that more than his biological father. At least he was honest. At least he never tried to show Ron what parental love is like.

– Quote from my work on AO3

[skrunksthatwunk]

just found out rascal (babycat)'s been with his owner this whole time instead of my roommate which is. something. :|

[benevolentvampire]

crying over weiss throwing her arms around yang in the camp

[kresnikcest]

Think Julius should have to see Catalyst!child!Ludger during the game I think that would mess him up :)

[kittlyns]

One day I am gonna start journaling again and then I won't post all this sad shit on here but until then! *posts another sad post*

[lionblaze03-2]

personally I don’t hate gray wing nearly as much as everyone else because he’s a great example of having rose colored glasses just because ‘well, he’s family’, and not realizing until far too late that that essentially ruined his life and made him amount to almost nothing. Because clear sky is his brother, he wants to assume the best of him. Surely, my brother would never. Surely he didn’t mean it like that. Surely he’ll do better next time. He’s my brother. He COULDN’T be a bad guy. So he keeps giving him chances, over and over and over again, until it’s completely destroyed him. Until he can no longer breathe, his lungs full of toxic smoke that clear sky abandoned him to breathe in, until he is under his claws, nearly killed under the moonlight, until his people are battered again and again, until borders become inevitable. But he never, ever realizes, because- it’s his brother. Surely, his brother will do better next time. Surely, he didn’t mean it. Surely, he will change.

And believing that is the death of him.