Sexism in gaming will only truly be defeated when medival fantasies give you the option to wear a gown to the formal ball mission and not the blandest surcoat and breeches combo available.
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Kidd: Um, i know i haven't been in the field lately but can someone tell me why bald, eyebrowless Major Cleven is following Bucky around?
Crosby: We honestly have no idea, he just appeared.
Kidd: And Buck doesn't want to kill him?
Crosby: They're in some weird Bucky fanclub understanding.
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Oh to write the incredibly complex relationship between siblings. Specifically, the really weird one I have with mine.
Like.
I hate you, I love you, we live in the same house, I want you gone, I want you by my side.
Fighting and arguing, then 5 minutes later one of you showing up at the others door to ask for help with homework and being told to get in and pass a pen and paper. Or 5 minutes later telling them to come over for something and them actually showing up at your door. Or asking about something and getting a response.
Literally never apologising because the apology is implicit. The apology is in the ability to laugh at each others jokes barely 5 minutes later. The apology is in still being allowed to ask for help and receive it.
No one else is allowed this level of violence and kindness. You would verbally murder anyone who says the things about your sibling that you just said. They would probably commit an actual murder if it was said by anyone other than you.
They would rather choke than listen to you. They do anyways, because you are older and they trust you. They dont sometimes, because they know better.
Its a 30 minute argument. One of you interjects with an important family chore or duty and suddenly the argument is forgotten entirely and youre working together.
Somewhere in all of that, you do genuinely love each other. I dont know about my sibling, but I wonder if they hate me enough to want me gone, and then I remember all this. Loving a sibling is letting yourself be hurt by them.
Most days though, I wonder if they would rather I was gone from their life entirely. I dont want them to know my emotions about our relationship.
(Anyways this is an incredibly long way to describe how Im attempting to write Heartless!HMS relationship. They love and hate in equal amounts, but there is an implicit love that they do not express. The problem with that is that it leaves a lot for interpretation, and if you're in a depressive state like Heart you will not see that love. I know I didn't)
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desperately trying to explain to my friend that’s never seen/read the hunger games that the man I’ve spent the last year complaining will be seen as redeemable because he’s hot is now redeemable because he’s hot
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Day 16: Chaos
YOU WERE WAITING FOR THIS-
AND KNOW THIS TOOK AN UNGODLY MARATHON-DRAWING OF 10 HOURS!
Also:
I am getting better at perspective? Maybe not.
Is this still inflicting serotonin on me? Yes, it is!
And:
Not sure if I should keep this text...
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‘But you won’t send him off alone surely, Master?’ cried Sam, unable to contain himself any longer, and jumping up from the corner where he had been quietly sitting on the floor.
‘No indeed!’ said Elrond, turning towards him with a smile. ‘You at least shall go with him. It is hardly possible to separate you from him, even when he is summoned to a secret council and you are not.’
Listen. I'm going to bet that Elrond is smiling here, not just because of Sam, but also because, back in the day, he and Elros spent a fair amount of time eavedropping on the war councils at Amon Ereb. (They started out just hiding under the table, but gradually got more and more creative with it.)
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thinking of a hannibal/malevolent au(cause brainrot) and youd THINK that hannibal would be the eldritch horror and will would be the ex detective RIGHT? but NO. HANNIBAL would be arthur. and i have reasons. and i should write this. and i probably wont write this. ARGH
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