When knew that forming meaningful relationships actually improves your quality of life??? Why wasn't I told this sooner
Man, fuck Kayne. Like actually fuck him, he's a very very horrible... person? Entity? God? Idk. I just want him to stop killing off really cool character(s) just for the fun of it :(
Yes I am still torn up about the butcher.
ok, since my last notes post did so well
if this gets 10,000 notes by september, i’ll come out as trans to my parents and ask to get my name changed
ive always promised myself i would come out as trans by then, but im honestly just too scared to
dont worry, they are accepting, they treat my trans friend amazingly and even when he isnt around correct themselves when they accidentally misgender him
im sorry if this sounds like im milking for notes, thats not at all my intention here
desperately want a fic where Logan drops a "being a mutant, amirite?"
and Wade flippantly goes "oh I wasn't technically born a mutant lol", and proceeds to tell (a kinda horrified) Logan about how he signed up to be a science experiment to save his girl, how they tortured him until something happened, lmao right? (but at least he got to hunt them down for revenge ^_^)
And Logan, well, he hadn't expected to relate to Wade even more but wow can he relate very specifically to all of that
The Malevolent brainrot has gotten so bad that everyone I meet will at some point receive a pitch for the show. At this point how am I not going to rant about a skrunkly wet cat of a man and his eldritch boyfriend as they travel throughout time and space while trying to find a will to live and discovering their deeply repressed gay thoughts? And we can't forget about the priest lover, the menace to society that also likes to be treated like a dog sometimes, the ridiculously powerful loose cannon who also apparently likes show biz, the Owl (tm), the absurd amount of masks, the absurd amount of bugs, the absurd amount of flesh, the absurd amount of very large holes, the scar-tissue-to-body percentage, the pantheon of lovecraftian gods etc etc etc. oh yeah and he ate a guy.
John and Arthur's dynamics are so fucking good, like they kinda just oscillate violently between "soulmates who'd kill for each other, who'd DIE for each other if it meant the other would be okay" and "bitterly divorced couple who physically can't restrain themselves from inserting themselves into the other's lives simply to cause them the most amount of pain" and it's beautiful.
love how charles and edwin both say “yk you can always talk to me?”. and then they just don’t lol
Wtf do they mean Charles "was a bit extreme"??? They knew ✨️for a fact✨️ that the night nurse fully intended on sending Edwin back to hell and Charles to his afterlife. That is the one thing they have fought for 30 years to avoid. It was also very clear that the night nurse did not feel pain and was likely immortal, so this was probably the only way to get rid of her for a time. It wasn't extreme it was saving their lives??? And who knows maybe Charles does have anger issues but every time we see him "being angry" it's protecting others from literally being killed. AND AND after trying other things first. It wasn't an impulse decision it was a last resort, and one that worked mind you. They act like this is a major character flaw but like ????since when is saving your best mate from litteral hell a character flaw. Anyway
Okay so my mom of all people had the crazy idea that maybe, just maybe, Alexander the Owl was in fact KAYNE. As in Kanye might not be able to fully manifest in that time period/place, so he inhabits Alexander the Owl as a way to keep an eye on Arthur and the gang. Because think about it, he's always there when major things happen (minus all the hag stuff, but you could argue she had some sort of power to keep him out), and he's still following them around. This also makes the fact that Arthur is trying so so hard to befriend him that much more funny, because I can 100% see kayne roasting the ever-loving SHIT out of him when he reveals himself.
He’s so pretty… I want him to be grievously injured