#if you steal him I will kill you

[bacchuschucklefuck]

she turns, makes direct eye contact with you, smiles,

[ghouljams]

Does fae!König get upset that Ghost and Love grew the baby that could have been his and liebling's? Does Love tell Liebling that Little Cabbage came from the thrown out seed? Canon or not, the baby is cute

I was already thinking about this. This is Liebling's nightmare scenario. Which means it's her POV.

You don't think you've ever seen Ghost enter the shop not looking like he's here for your immortal soul. Similarly you've never seen Love look so put together. You have also, and this is the most important part, never seen that baby before.

The little one asleep in the carrier strapped to Ghost's chest, a little pink scrunchy hat and hello kitty sunglasses on its tiny head as it snoozes. You're almost too distracted by the fact Ghost has the baby to notice Love's shirt proudly proclaiming in hot pink, "Baby Thief." Ghost grabs the back of her shirt collar before she can launch herself at you.

"Behave," He tells her in a firm voice, letting her go when she drops her arms from their grabbing position. "I'm going to talk to König, ask your question nicely."

"I'm always nice." Love tells him, Ghost hums like he doesn't believe her and wanders off further into the store. Love turns the full force of her attention on you.

"Who's baby?" You ask, eyeing her shirt.

"Mine." Somehow you don't believe her.

"You weren't pregnant. You would've told me." You remind her, gently as you can. She hums in the same tone Ghost did, nodding her head slightly.

"Funny story. You remember that weird seed you said you'd never plant in a million years because it could Audrey two your ass?" You nod, half listening as you watch König bend down to wiggle his fingers at the baby on Ghost's chest. You can see Ghost's mask moving, he must be saying something, his large hands holding up the baby's to point towards Love. "Well I figured I'd plant it since you didn't want it," No, not pointing at Love, at you, "and it grew a baby."

König's head snaps to look at you so fast you don't have time to process what Love just said before all your blood drains out through your feet. His eyes bore holes through you, cold fury radiating off of him almost visible in the way shadows seem to collect around his form. His limbs are all wrong, body wrong, eyes so red you think they might have invented to color. His teeth bare through his obscura. He takes a step towards you and you shove your hand in the small bowl of Iron rings on the counter faster than you can think. Unable to move and break his gaze, but at least able to make him think twice about coming after you right this second.

Ghost grabs König's arm, his grip as unflinching as the metal you slide onto your fingers, holding König steadfast as he speaks. Your breathing feels far too quick and uneven as you boyfriend takes a careful step back into his previous conversation(into his human form) and breaks your gaze. Love's grip on your arm comes into focus over the ringing in your ears, the tight warmth of her hand, you pull your attention back to her. The look of concern on her face is one you haven't seen before.

"I'm fine," You shrug off her hand. Your body too hot and too cold, darkness fuzzing the edges of your vision.

"Sit down," You sit heavy on your stool behind the counter, you hate when she does that, and shake off the tether she burned, "looked like you were about to faint. Listen I didn't come to give the kid back, she's-" Love looks over her shoulder at Ghost and the baby, you've never seen that look either, she shakes her head and looks back at you, "I came because I wanted to ask if you'd be her godmother."

"Is Ghost asking König to be godfather?" You ask, trying to process whatever the hell is happening in your life before you have a panic attack.

"God no," Love snorts, "Soap's the godfather." You have no idea who that is. "No, Simon's just showing off."

You both watch the specter of death lift the baby from her harness and snuggle her against the crook of his arm so König can see her. For all the softness, you can tell how watchful Ghost's eyes are, how closely Love watches as well. Almost on edge when König's fingers shake the baby's tiny hand. It makes you uneasy. What do they think he'll do? What were you afraid he'd do?

"Why are you asking me to be godmother?" You try to quiet your anxiety, bring Love's attention back to you. It works well enough.

"Because you're my friend?" She really only knows how to raise more questions in your life. You stare at her.

"We're friends?"

"Bitch." She snorts, you blink, not sure what's funny. She pulls out her phone and taps a few things with a shake of her head. When she turns it to face you it's your text conversation. "We text all the time every day, I come to hang out with you at least once a week, the fact that I can steal shit out of your house? Come on."

You're not sure what her sticky fingers have to do with your friendship, but she raises some valid points besides that.

"As long as you're not trying to give it back."

"Not on your life." Love grins, you do your best to smile back.

"Then sure, I'd love to be godmother." Well, maybe love is a strong word, but you're flattered and she's right you don't think you have a closer friend.

A tiny wail bounces through the store, Love's gaze snaps to Ghost where he's bouncing the baby. König has his hands up like he's afraid to touch it, or is attempting to maintain his innocence in the new tears. Ghost waves him off and makes his way back over to you and Love. Handing the fussy bundle to Love's waiting arms.

"Pourquoi pleures-tu mon petit chou?" She coos down at the baby, tucking it against her shoulder to bounce gently. You gotta admit it's a pretty cute little thing, still you're glad it's not yours. You grip your fist tightly, feeling the dig of metal against your palm as König hovers nearby.

"Wir werden später reden," He promises, low and dangerous, just for you to hear. You can feel his desire to touch you, held just at bay by the iron jewelry.

"I didn't know you spoke French," You smile at Love, anything to keep her around longer and delay the inevitable.

[buwheal]

Dearest Spamton,

If you're in the dumpster, where is the computer plugged in?

Best wishes,

- Goon

[mango-sideburns]

My fav thing about TAZ is that any aspect out of context sounds fucking bonkers.

Like, in the balance finale there's a scene in which Garfield (who is very specifically never described visually bc most people imagine him as like. The Lasagna Cat. Who in this universe is the most powerful warlock in the realm and also has a hobby of cloning people, which is great for the one character that got forced into haunting a mannequin) is summoned by an alien spaceship that runs on the power of friendship so he could beat up some flashing balls. In D&D.

And that was just. Such a normal scene in the narrative. No one blinked an eye. I would like to bow down to Griffins clear unmatched talent for making me feel such big emotions over ridiculous shit like a goddamned umbrella or a regular ass pair of jeans or the idea of a taco recipe.

[warlordfelwinter]

fiver after like 6 npcs tell him he needs the forum's permission to go to an island

[itsafreetrialofdeath]

“You’re enjoying this aren’t you”

[overly-hubristic-mad-scientist]

Meg is definitely more forgiving than me because if I found out my fiancé and his boyfriend killed my dad, brought him back to life, and was indirectly responsible for having him locked up and lobotomized I think I’d actually just kill them

[puppetmaster13u]

Can I just say if Batman (from DC) met Hiccup (From HTTYD) he would definitely adopt him. Smart malnourished & neglected child sneaking out at night is sending alarm bells ringing through his mind.

[aceredshirt13]

extremely funny to me seeing people say that Bertie has a heart of gold when his immediate solution to getting Freddie back together with his fiancée was to kidnap a child

[quietwingsinthesky]

secret good spn that exists in my head is where Chuck decides he wants to throw himself into the middle of the Lucifer vs TFW custody battle over Jack. he’s about to be the best grandpa of all time. he’s about to make sure that jack loves him most and will come with him willingly while his other potential father figures are tearing each other apart. he’s going to make sure that his second shot at raising a lucifer who can’t disobey him goes right <3

[themyscirah]

Vanessa didn't even die and yet her story is still sadder and more fucked up than jtodd's. He wishes he was on her level

[pinkd3mon]

I can respect the hater mentality

[peppermintpegis]

netflix one piece live action feels a little like fanfic in that it makes sure it hits all the important notes but doesnt do all the work to make them hit which works in fic where the reader is supposed to bring all the emotional story investment from the original but doesnt work in a multi million adaptation that is supposed to be able to stand on its own or even serve as an intro to the series. it even does this in service to have more koby and helmeppo gay moments in this essay i w

[potatoobsessed999]

One thing I appreciate about Lucy’s death/transformation scene is that through it all, she still has agency. Her behavior changes depending on whether she’s awake or asleep, and it matters which of those states she’s in when she dies, because whenever she’s conscious she is doing everything she can to fight back against the transformation. She used to be very much the ingenue of the story, but now there’s the sense that she knows what’s happening to her - or at least knows more than any of the other protagonists bar Van Helsing - and it’s something of a role reversal that she is now the one asking him to protect Arthur.

Then, too, the vampiric Lucy who comes briefly to the fore seems not to be Lucy so much as a monstrous Something Else mimicking her from inside herself. That echoed phrase, like a skipping record - “Arthur! Oh, my love, I am so glad you have come!” If this were still essentially Lucy, just a Lucy who’s had her free will subverted and all her values turned forcibly upside-down, why would she repeat herself so exactly? It feels much more like imitation, like Something seizing on that line as a point of entry into Lucy’s vocal patterns - actually, it reminds me of that Doctor Who episode Midnight, if you’ve seen that. And if vampiric Lucy is the subjugation and mocking mimicry of ordinary Lucy, rather than being her forcibly-altered truest self, it means her mind and heart can’t be stolen out from under her by a vampire’s predation, even if her life can be. She might die, she might turn, but she is not willing, and nothing Dracula does can make her so. Even after it is conquered, her will remains her own.

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

BODY BACK x Netflix

what if I... transported back to 2020 and made writeblr netflix edits for my book :)

Show summary: It’s 2005 in Las Vegas and Harrison is on a mission to move past a complicated breakup–and he’s come to the right place.

Episode 1 - Living Pictures: After a breakup leaves him destabilized, Harrison breaks into a wealthy couple’s backyard pool to decompress—only to be caught by the owners.

Episode 2 - Immaculate Mary: In need of a wake-up call, Harrison is confronted by his mother Suzanna who is hesitant to provide one.

Episode 3 - 24-Karat Harrison: After an argument with his mother draws him much too close to the past, Harrison turns to Jeremiah to help him develop a gilded persona.

Episode 4 - No Christ: When the effects of 24-Karat Harrison wear off, Harrison searches for even more reckless reprieve.

[neatfrog]

thoughts/ramblings re ascended Astarion

(Act 3 spoilers)

I want to preface this by saying I completely understand why people would like or prefer this version and I have no beef with them, these are just my own opinions and feelings after playing through that route with a certain type of character

(I have not finished the final battle, but otherwise this run of the game is complete)

The only word I can really come up with to describe A!Astarion is ‘unsettling’. Which, imo, is exactly how it is supposed to be for a character who genuinely loved and cared about him and wanted to have their love reciprocated the same way.

I have to also extend a ton of credit to Neil Newbon, bc when he said he essentially “got to play two characters”, he was 100% correct and I think he nails both of them.

In terms of the way the sudden change in character felt, I would liken it to if you had a spouse who was kind of a smarmy bastard but otherwise not too horrible of a person - they had faults and you knew it, accepted them anyway. And then one day they get like…this huge promotion at work that changes their entire personality. Maybe they went from prison guard to prison warden, and prison guard!spouse was fine and could be put in their place when they got a little too cocky or power hungry, but prison warden!spouse will threaten to snap your neck for trying.

The particular character I was playing is the type who wouldn’t care about the ‘bad’ parts of him until that’s suddenly all he is. At that point, they realize they made a mistake, but they still love him and desperately want that love reciprocated so they will agree to his demands rather than leave/have him leave. An otherwise confident and independent takes-no-shit character who has one fatal flaw - a debilitating fear of abandonment.

They can see the change immediately, and it terrifies them, but they tell themselves that deep down there still has to be Astarion under there - the Astarion they came to know and care about. If they work at it, maybe they can coax that part of him to come back out. Until then, they will go along with his whims and let him change them too, because the alternative is even more terrifying.

He would be the significant other they frequently make excuses for to the other companions when they express concerns about the way he treats them and other people. And they’d tell themselves that he wouldn’t really hurt them, but at the same time they know that there would be consequences for defiance.

They would feel trapped, used, and owned. But that would seem like a fair price to pay to keep him, still clinging on to the person they used to know him as.

There would come a point where they would have to make that inevitable choice - whether to succumb further to the darkness he dragged them down in, or to stand up for their fate and break away despite how much the loss will hurt. I feel like it could come to a choice between killing him or being killed by him. And deep down, they would know that, even as they agree to let him turn them.

But when he goes on another one of his flowery spiels about how beautiful they are, how much he loves them, they let themselves believe it’s not all empty words despite knowing his ‘profession’ for 200 years was as a lying seducer. They’ve got to be different, they tell themselves. It will be different. Even when it’s not.