"Im not even sure anymore if we get to choose who our friends are" There is a part of me that resents you for making me a worse person than i want to be but i am inexplicably uncontrollably drawn to you. You make me a worse person which is the last thing i want yet i want you in every way. If i could leave i would. Maybe i can but i dont want to. I have fun with you. You challenge me and you captivate me and you push me and pull and run circles around me and it makes me feel like a younger man. For the price of being a worse person i get to feel truly, wholly alive. You are the blood that runs through my veins; vital, inseparable. I was reborn when i met you and you are the womb that haunts me. You are the one person on planet earth who knows me. I wish i could leave, move on and be the man im supposed to be but my heart is tied to yours in a gordian knot. There is a part of my soul that rests in yours, magnetic. For as long as i love you i cannot be better than i am. But maybe thats something i can learn to live with. Gregory House-- I think you're worth it.
tender as a bruise, sharper than a razor
wrap her tentacles around me like she'll never let me go
klaus' backstory arc just ended heho and it was revealed he used to be the lover of the goddess of storms and pirates... she had basically kidnapped him and imprisoned him into murder and piracy for 20 years and needless to say it greatly damaged him on every level <3 its okay he's been able to be normal for once since the start of the campaign thanks to the party aka his new found family
get urself a surrogate middle-aged father who can speedrun a forbidden romance in one minute and then immediately go to confront the darkest version/a corrupted version of himself, as well as his toxic lover as she tortures him -w-)b
Something dumb I made while bored a few nights ago.
He says Caroline’s name wrong but I rushed to make it. I also didn’t go back to check how he talks. Did it purely from memory from when I played Portal 2 again a few weeks ago.
Someone PLEASE explain how every freaking Druid and their familiar can recognise Merlin as Emrys, but not one, not two, but T H R E E High Priestesses of the Old Religion are like, "and who's this chucklefuck?"
short answer: hubris
long answer:
okay, imagine you're this badass powerful mage who's been given the title of Priestess of Avalon. you're hot shit and you know you're hot shit. you're the equivalent of magic royalty, so for the concept of Emrys (big, powerful, wizard said to hold ancient magic or is magic itself) to be this scrawny, lowly servant of Camelot would not cross their minds.
how come they never sense his magic???? idk anon that part escapes me
maybe they just went "oh what great power! can't be coming from this guy"
I've literally been going to at least one funeral of someone close to me every year since 2016 this is unsustainable! Do I make friends so quickly because I fear they'll leave so soon? I have like five hundred pounds of stuff from people that died and I can't get rid of it because I can't get new stuff with them. I'm so tired of being used to grief. When do I get to grieve for myself!
valefar is so incredibly fun to write because he's snarky and elegant and Ludicrously Professional At All Times and roasts like the best of them but also he absolutely laughs like a deadpan supervillain and is the cuddly little spoon for his husband and purrs nonsense when he's sleepy and absolutely absolutely has some sort of extreme debilitating undiagnosed anxiety disorder
I am a simple person: I watched Taika Waititi saying honey, honey, shhh, I slowly opened ao3, and I am currently reading all the works under the AntwanxKeys tag. And there is gold out there, o my gods, what am I reading, I can't stop-