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Leon with an undercut thank you goodnight

#leon kennedy #resident evil #someone needs to make a mod of this #please #i am begging #or draw it and send it to me so I can put it as my phone background #i just need leon with an undercut ok

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The way I see it, Joel never believed there would be a cure. Even in this ep, he suggested they just go back to him brother.

He never cared about the world, the only reason he kept going was "for family," as he said, and Ellie's his family. She became his family as soon as they met, but now he's accepted it, and fully let her in.

And then, just when it feels like he's himself again, like everything might be alright, after years of greiving for his daughter and feeling like nothing is worth it anymore, he learns that he has to let these people cut open said daughter to TRY to make a cure out of her brain.

Everything Marlene said was with an "if", and "what if". The doctor THINKS the cordyceps mutated in her brain a certain way, he THINKS he MIGHT be able to use her to make a vaccine that MIGHT act the same way for other people, rendering them immune

And so, to Joel, his choice his clear.

He never wanted to save the world. But for ONCE, for once in his life, he had the ability to save his.

He failed so many times. With Sarah, with Tess...

But he could save Ellie.

So he did.

He's done so many horrible things during the apocalypse, but this was the one thing he'd never regret, because it meant Ellie would live, even if she ended up hating him. She'd still be alive. And that's all he wants.

That's all he cares about.

#the last of us #joel miller #ellie tlou #tlou hbo #tlou thoughts

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Idk if anyone has had this idea before, but what if Wednesday saw Enid shifting and battling the Hyde for her as a love confession and shit and hugged her as a way to show she reciprocated the feelings, and then became fully obsessed, in true Gonez fashion, except in her own Wednesday way, and Enid just happily played along (bc she does love Wednesday, she just didn't know the other girl considered them to be together now) with no freaking idea that they were dating in Wednesday's eyes

Cue fluffy misunderstandings, actual confessions (using non-threatening words, much to W's horror) and an actual date!

#Let's be honest here #committing violent crimes is basically how Addams' show their love #Also #Wednesday giving Enid a dagger or something #And then promptly realizing she's become her father #She already told her parents to prepare the wedding #They're ecstatic #Enid is just happy about the attention #A true golden retriever #I have so many ideas guys I haven't even watched the freaking show send help (or good Wenclair fanfics) #Actually just send the fanfics I need more #wenclair #wednesday addams #enid sinclair #wednesday x enid #fanfic inspo #fanfic ideas

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incredibly self-indulgent trans faramir HCs, coming right up!

*gandalf casts spell of trans ur gender*

i've been having some indescribable Transmasc Feelings (tm) lately and it's been working its way into this for the past two weeks (most of the time was spent figuring out the dialogue for the first page) and uhhhh more HCs/details below the cut

I have seen a lot of Trans Faramir headcanons and I love them but I was also wondering why the hell I vibe so hard with it

One night i was having emotions that cannot be put into words then this happened.

Boromir best older brother Boromir most protective older brother, fight me to the death on this

Since the stewards of Gondor are named after old historical figures (usually elves?) that's where Faramir and Boromir went to look for his new name.

They tried to keep the 'F' initial and spent like thirty minutes counting how many of their names contain a Fin

Eventually they decided to make a new name when they couldn't find a good one to steal, so it was down to a list of (smth)-mir.

(no one else in-universe is named Faramir, right?)

(ALSO I feel Denethor would definitely not have understood Faramir at first but he would've gotten a better idea of what the hell a trans person is over time and come to accept Faramir. but like. he would NEVER outright tell his sons he loves them (the closest he gets is telling Boromir he's proud of him) so Faramir's always worried that Denethor hates him)

That's most of it thank you for letting me indulge this has been on my mind for some time

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I am totally not crying in my room at midnight reading this. Yup.

this was sent to me by trekkiechick and this is the mother of EVERY FUCKING BILBO DIES AU

bilbo dies during/just after the battle. from orcs, dains dwarves, infection, whatever. but BOFUR is the first to find out. bofur, who risked his kings wrath to send bilbo to safety only to find that he’s dead anyway - by the hand, indirectly, of that king. he’d stay in erebor long enough to barter for a cart and pony - he doesn’t care from who - and make bilbo’s coffin himself, with bifur’s help ofc, out of wood instead of stone because he never wants anything from that accursed mountain to touch bilbo ever again. it’s done nothing but harm him. bofur won’t openly speak against thorin - he knows that these dwarves need stability now - but he won’t speak to him either. the last words they exchanged were bofur snarling at him when thorin offered his help for ANYTHING. constructing a coffin, ensuring safe passage, getting bilbo home. “where was this generous offer when your burglar was alive, eh? stuck in your throat as y'held him by his over the gates?” bofur spits, wielding his mattock and refusing to let thorin in to see bilbo’s body. dwalin, behind thorin, growls about treason, but thorin is shaking his head and staggering back, his face only unfreezing from its stony mask when bifur emerges just long enough to fling the mithril shirt at thorins chest. bofur leaves the mountain, driving the cart with a little coffin and bombur sitting in the back, bifur sitting on the cart pony. ori has a shouting match with dori in the entrance hall, both of them still wrapped in bandages, and it doesn’t take long before dori shows up in tears at thorin’s door demanding to know where his little brothers have gone. ori leaves a note on his bedroll telling dori that he can’t stay, that erebor isn’t home. nori slipped after him, leaving no note, just little apology knots made of ori’s yarn hidden in dori’s pack and angry little tangles proclaiming solidarity among thieves on the seat of thorin’s throne. gloin admits to dori that he saw ori on his departure, and sent his blessings and a note for his family. he gets a broken nose for his troubles and dori departs. 

the division between fili and kili isn’t so public. kili disappears with his redheaded elf and fili’s knives tucked into his belt, leaving his brother behind to stand at thorin’s right shoulder with dwalin taking the left. he’s only young, fili explains hollowly to balin, and he wasn’t ready to face the fact that his king (his king, no longer his uncle) wasn’t all glimmering gold. and you, balin asks, have you forgiven him? “he’ll return in time,” fili murmurs, hastening off before balin could clarify who he was asking about. 

oin and gloin stay in erebor. oin is needed, and gloin won’t leave him or his cousins, though he commissions a monument to those who died in battle and carves their burglars name at the top himself. dwalin stays at thorin’s side, though he’s gruffer than before and no longer seems so willing to follow without question. he confesses to balin that he blames himself more than thorin, having been more concerned with his orders than with the gold. balin also stays, gently prodding thorin through the motions of kingship and all but running their little kingdom while thorin eats nothing and sleeps less, hurling himself headlong into his duty to avoid any real thought. 

the first time the monument is defaced, with bilbo’s name being chipped away from the stone irreverently, thorin publicly retracts his words against bilbo baggins, naming him dwarf-friend and homewinner. the second time, he ascends the scaffolding himself and sits repairing the stone and metal with his kingly robes discarded in favour of his old smithing tunic. the tower goes untouched after that, though there are rumours of attempts being made and meeting bloody ends at the hands of the king’s guardsman. thranduil’s needling is nearly enough to send them to war with mirkwood, and there are whispers of the king’s madness and how half his company had deserted him, but erebor muddles through.

bofur returns bilbo to the shire to find his possessions being sold off by his relatives. the only response to his news is “so he is dead, then? ah well. can someone fetch the will? i expect the thain…” as the hobbits trail away, their purchases in tow, and bifur has to be held back by bombur from flying into a berserker rage at these soft, simple creatures that dismissed their hobbit as nothing but an oddity. bofur only thinks dully of how they’d done the same. bilbo is buried when the brothers ri catch up, next to his parents. (“he had no one,” nori wonders into the shaking shoulders of his brothers “how did we take so much from him when he had no one?”) the acorn is planted atop bag end, and the dwarves return to the blue mountains, barely surprised to find kili already waiting there.

60 years later, when the company hears of the desecration of bilbo baggins’ grave in search of a ring, thorin himself descends from the throne to turn his sword on the messenger of sauron, pledging every weapon in the mountain to the aid of the little hobbit heading off to mount doom. when he meets frodo at elrond’s halls, thorin slices his braids off and presents them to the hobbit (he would have shaved his beard, but he’d done that already, 60 years before) along with a mithril shirt, a little elvish dagger, and his own sword. he leaves fili as regent, and kili speaks to him for the first time in decades. 

watching boromir fall is like looking in a mirror. 

thorin curses himself for letting frodo slip away, even with nori following silently after, and rides back to erebor to throw himself into the war of the ring. he hears of frodo’s success when he awakes from his healing sleep, and old greying bofur tells him of frodo’s journey off to the undying lands. he gains a monument to his honour, right alongside that of his uncle.

when thorin finally breathes his last, he finds himself seeing not aule, but his wife. the last thing he hears before he finally passes on is “did i not tell you how stubborn these confusticated dwarves are? honestly, my lady, you might have suffered through the long speeches of your ents, but just wait until you hear how the all-important thorin oakenshield can work himself into a strop. your husband makes them as dense as his rocks, i swear by the green fields themselves…

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Aww, thanks @just-a-soft-enby-mess

but sir that’s my emotional support mutual who’s way cooler than me that i can’t believe actually follows me 

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you know when you’re overwhelmed and you just stand in the middle of your room like this

yeah

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Alternative BotfA ending:Bilbo throws himself on Thorin just when Azog is about to stab him, Mithril shirt saves them both and Thorin is from then on known as Thorin Bagginshield.

The end.

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Thank you for the tag! @just-a-soft-enby-mess

Here's mine!

No-pressure tag: @bagginshieldoferebor

Okay, I just discovered the most amazing picrew ever! I don't usually start chain posts, nor do I tag people in the ones I'm tagged in, but I'm going to tag every single person I've ever talked to in this one!

Feel free to participate or ignore as you feel comfortable! If you participate, make yourself, your OCs, your friends, whoever you want! And tag your friends and keep the chain going!

Link to the picrew.

Here's mine!

Now for the tagging part: @marshmeowllowmuffins @lalunaoscura @alwaysinstoryland @minetteenfers @strangerahne @rosekasa @gopokegirl17 @gryffindorcls @flashflashitsash

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every day i am percieved™️

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New Ask game. Send me one of my fic titles and I’ll tell which was THAT SCENE for that fic.

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The Fellowship gets on the topic of their ages one night and Boromir comes to the dawning realization that he has absolutely no idea how old any of his companions are supposed to be at all

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We are forced to live in a system that steals from us daily, Kill snitch culture.

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I'm the friend 😁 and this is so pretty!!! Thank you so much! ❤

Congrats on 500 followers!!! Your art is amazing and it always makes me and my friend’s day 💗 her favorite dwarf is bifur, would you could draw him maybe? thank you very much 🙃

Aaahhh thank you so much ❤️ I don't think I've ever drawn Bifur before so thank you for the challenge...! He has like the best beard of the whole bunch tbh

Anyway here's a Bifur for you and your friend! I hope you like it! 🥳