I just saw a TikTok about how Jayce’s fatal flaw is that he is willing to do anything to help the people he cares about, regardless of the consequences, and I had a thought:
Jayce agreed to destroy the hexcore at Viktor’s request, but at that point his death was still an abstract. When he is faced with Viktor, limp from a snapped spine of the council chamber floor, he barely hesitates in using Hextech.
Because despite the promise he made, despite how it betrays Viktor’s wishes, he loves Viktor too much to let him die while Jayce can do something. And he would rather lose him than lose him.
i was never your baby / i was only just a maybe
yeah sometimes things get really painful but have you considered that sometimes you're the hissing, starving cat in an alleyway and the world is the soothing shushing that coaxes you into the warmth because sometimes, you can't always see how the scary thing might be the thing that heals you
My brain has been rotted and I must share with you this man because HOW THE HELL is he so pretty??? Jesus Viktor I will never forsake you 🙏
Fiddleford was okay with not knowing definitively whether the world was ruled by science or by scripture, but when his head went through that portal he realized what he and Stanford were doing wasn’t natural for either
the thing about fiddleford is imagine this small town farm boy. born and raised in rural tennessee, all he knows is raising pigs and slaughtering pigs and serving up pigs at the dinner table where they say grace before each and every meal. his world is so small but he knows there's something bigger out there and maybe it's god but maybe it's something else so he goes to college far away from everything he's ever known. and maybe he's the first in his family to ever do it, maybe everybody is so proud of him or more likely theyre cursing his name for abandoning the family business and going off to live some heretic pagan lifestyle. but it's okay because he's found that bigger thing and it's not god but it's this strange city boy who's so alike him in ways that he never thought possible. it's this city boy who listens to him when he spouts crackpot theories and thinks he's onto something and sits all night with him until they hack it and the feeling of being heard and seen and believed is so incredible that he didn't even realise this city boy has six fingers on each hand until theyre high fiving at some unholy hour of the morning and frankly that makes him all the more special. and maybe that's love but he pushes that down because he knows what happens to men who fall in love with other men. and then college is over and the city boy moves on to bigger and better things and suddenly he's alone again. so he moves to california and he gets married and he has a son and he KNOWS he loves them he KNOWS he does but it doesn't feel the same. so when he gets the phonecall and that feeling comes rushing back of course he says yes, of course he drops everything, of course he doesnt think twice because how else is he going to feel like that again ? and for a while everything is perfect again until it's not. until it's scary, until it's keeping him awake at night, until it's starting to feel a whole lot like a punishment from god. he had his chance to stay in tennessee, he had his chance to raise a family who he could provide for. but instead he went looking for something bigger than god, and he found it, and now he has to live with the consequences.
Jayce's expression here drives me so goddamn insane
His eyes are soft, his mouth twisted in understanding. There's so much conveyed without any words.
This look says I know, it says I remember, it says this seems familiar, doesn't it?
It says You didn't think I was gonna let you go that easy, did you?
Clash of legacies!!
i’ll say it til the cows come home but as undeniably strange as the star wars prequels are, george lucas’ direction with anakin was downright fucking inspired. people were waiting for whatever badass backstory lucas was sure to give them, awaiting a naturally intimidating actor with rogueish charm to be cast, waiting for this masterpiece of badass villainy or whatever, and george lucas is like no, no, i’ve got you. and then he finds the one man on the planet who looked babier than baby mark hamill and says, “his main personality trait will be being weird and awkward, secondary personality trait loving his wife, tertiary personality trait being incredibly good at murder, and all of these traits will do battle on the silver screen for three movies until they all win in possibly the worst way.” that fucking rules. george lucas could’ve done anything with darth vader and he willingly, enthusiastically chose mentally unstable college student who is somehow married but his only friend is his kind-of dad. that fucking rules, top down, that’s fucking exquisite. if you don’t think that premise is inherently entertaining you’ve got no taste
cursed ball...
someone has probably done that already but anyway
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