The David Tennant Pub.

truth had gone, truth had gone, and truth had gone. ah, now truth is asleep in the darkness of the sinister hand.

A nice little detail I noticed tonight.

They bar the door with Viktor’s cane, so when the Enforcers break in, the cane breaks too.

And then the next thing we see is Viktor floating, with his amazed smile, his childlike wonder.

There’s this sweet, almost bittersweet implication that he’s transcended his body, just for a moment.

He won’t feel so free in his body again for years, until he drops his crutch and runs on the docks.

The ways that their partnership is imprinted on his body, and the stages of it reflected through his body—how he finds freedom and joy that first night; how he’s wasting away during the period when Jayce’s attention was elsewhere; how Jayce reconstructs him through love and it’s too much for him to take; how Jayce’s body comes to mirror his; how they’re both bodiless in the end, and free, like it’s taken them years of suffering to reach the purity of that first free moment again—will always be so moving to me.

Arcane is a story written on Viktor’s body.

It's 3am. My friend and I are taking an Uber back home from a party. On the way, I’m explaining my Skyrim fanfiction idea and my OC's backstory to them. The driver is a nice guy but he stays quiet for the duration of my story. I'm the first one to get off, my friend keeps going.

I get home and I see a text from them.

The Uber driver liked my fanfiction idea and asked them if he could read it somewhere.

I CAN SEE IT RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES.

INFJ: Let’s slow dance.

ENFP: [does the macarena at ¼ speed]

Rosa Diaz was my inspiration while fleshing out Tiafel and her childhood/backstory.

Thinking about how Rosa’s parents kicked her out of the house as a teenager when she couldn’t handle the pressure she was under and how they welcomed her back a decade later only to tell her that they still won’t be able to love her the way she is.

Thinking about how lonely and scared she must have been out on the streets until she woke up one day and decided to stop giving a crap about everyone except herself.

Thinking about how she’s so closed off to the people around her because she was conditioned to believe that she’ll never be a positive force in someone else’s life.

Thinking about how she put herself through college, study abroad, medical school, business school, flight school, and countless other programs on her own. Thinking about how her self-esteem must have dipped every time she realized that she wasn’t happy where she was.

Thinking about how it must have felt the first time Jake called her a friend, Amy told her she looked up to her, Charles brought her homemade lunch out of sheer kindness, Terry complimented her, and Captain Holt told her he was proud of her.

Thinking about how she hadn’t experienced those things for so long that she must have forgotten what they felt like.

Thinking about how she’s still tough and badass but more receptive to others and more willing to let them in than she used to be. Thinking about how the good in her life now outweighs the bad. Thinking about how far she has come since we first met her seven years ago.

Rosa Diaz deserves all the happiness in the world.

Why are catholics even on here if they’re clearly not having any fun

arcane the RPG – origin character: Jayce Talis (insp.)

Listen… this ship is really good💜✨🔥

If a woman has

STARCH MASKS

O N   H E R    B O D Y

does that mean

she has been pGReNant bef o r e?

omggg besties <3