Jason: *dies in an excruciatingly painful but heroic way because his dad screwed up again, saving the lives of a literal God, his ex, a random girl and his dad's fucking ego*
So. Apparently halfas are like phoenixes or something, which Danny would’ve really liked to know.
See, usually with ghosts if they’re forced to retreat to their cores they reform as was, but apparently, since they’re still partially living, schrodinger's people and all that, halfas have to regrow their body from scratch. At least that’s what he’s understanding from Frostbite.
But how come he has to deal with it? It’s Dan’s fault for trying to pull such a stunt! Oh, it’s either him or Vlad? Well fuck, he might have calmed down and is going to therapy in both the living realm and the Zone, but he’s waaay not equipped to raise a child except for like, monetarily wise.
Well dammit, how long will this core incubation thing last, he has his new job in… let him check which offer he accepted again… He has his new job in Coast City that he needs to finish packing for and then all the rest of the stuff to do.
What do you mean it’ll take months?! He doesn’t have months?! Urgh, fine. At least being a mortician isn’t that exciting, nor dangerous. Just hand him Dan’s core and he’ll figure things out for the living side of things. He’s sure Tucker and Sam wouldn’t be against helping, if only to try and claim favorite aunt or uncle spots.
Give me widower Mav who has come to terms with his husband’s death and now gets to make jokes and comments about it which makes people uncomfortable while he finds it hilarious pls
As someone who lost their father a long time ago I have reached that point where I can make jokes and comments and like to my close friends it’s funny but to someone I don’t know it’s… strange cause they don’t know how to react and it’s truly a small moment of absolute joy cause they make it weirder than it needs to be
Here is what I mean:
Fanboy: Hi Mav! I like your hoodie!
Mav: thanks, it belonged to my dead husband
Fanboy:
Mav: he’s not gonna use it so
…
Hangman, pointing at the ring on Mav’s dog tags: you’re married?
Mav: I was, but sadly he died on a terrible accident
Hangman: oh I’m sorry—
Mav: I’m kidding, he didn’t die on an accident
Hangman: oh thank god I thought I—
Mav: he died of cancer
…
Mav: my husband used to hate this movie
Phoenix: what made him change his mind?
Mav: oh he didn’t, he just died
…
Mav: I miss my husband
Coyote: why, where is he?
Mav: I want to say heaven but he was a weird man so honestly I don’t know
…
Cyclone: Maverick where is the paperwork I asked for
Mav: oh I’m sorry? I was mourning the death of my husband, in case you hadn’t noticed, the audacity, I cannot believe you would come for a widower like this—
David Tennant: Do you know what's making me cheerful at the moment? Is that it's Pride Month. And the fact that Pride Month is existing and is flourishing and is something that's happening at a time when the world seems to be getting in some corners, worryingly intolerant and weirdly backward. And that when I was at school, calling somebody gay was like the worst thing you could be called in the playground. And now we celebrate it. And it makes me a little bit emotional. But that just gives people chance to be seen and celebrated. You want your children to grow up in a world that is kind and you want your children to be kind, and you want your children to be accepted for whoever they are, whatever they want to be. They should be allowed to be whoever they want to be and that, you know, everyone else just needs to butt out. We can't take our foot off the gas, that's the thing. And we can't expect that we will always travel in the right direction towards acceptance. We've all got to be fighting that fight every day. (x)
fic idea for lu where all of the Links dead bio parents are chilling up in the sacred realm or wherever and they all get together and watch all of their sons meet and goof off and are basically just the unseen cheering section
my love letter to every queer person that came before:
it is because of seeing you that a teenager feels a little more comfortable in their skin. it is your joy and your love and your bravery and your authenticity that proves to queer kids that it will be alright. just living, just growing old is an incredible thing, and you are bringing so much more good into the world than you know.
My dad said that saws gore was just gore for gore sake and i was like no! You don't get the deep thematic elements and lessons that come from these films! The gore accentuates the themes!
She is our new little rescue kitty, sweet and a little bit scared of everyone but she is BRAVE and she is SMART and she took a nap leaning on me today and i will protect her with my life <333 :(
I would like to, once again, thank Arthur Holmwood for reading between the lines on the "no news is good news" bullshit (at least when it comes to this novel), and doing something about it.
It's Quincey Morris, coming in clutch, but he's only there because Art knows how to ask for help when you need it and is willing to take action.
Honestly, between Art's emotional intelligence/good instincts ("I can tell when people are lying to me about my fiancé's wellbeing, even by omission"), and Quincey passing the common sense test ("where is the blood going?") they're both in the running for most competent despite how little screen time each has had.