Wet cat Vader >>>>>>>>> literally anything else
What a wet cat of a man!!! No one has ever been nice to him in his entire life (not since his mom, poor baby) and he just wants a hug and Obi-Wan's undivided attention.
I think this is giving the impression that my Vader is an idiot and he's not, really, he's just sheltered and a bit naive. He's still very good at a lot of things but desperate for any positive reinforcement whatsoever. I feel like regular Anakin has a bad enough praise kink, but this poor guy???
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Prompt:
Damian isn’t happy about father’s rule not to hurt the gaggle of false kids he has acquired. How is he supposed to prove to him that he is the only one worthy of the title of heir now?
But fine. Most of them are stupid enough they’ll end up dead sooner or later. Damian just has to play the long game. Establish himself as the only constant.
But then father’s wayward son, Todd, comes home… and it’s so much worse than Damian expected.
He remembers this man. Remembers him from hushed whispers in the League, from mother’s creased eyebrow, and training halls drenched with blood.
And he’ll take one look at Damian and know. Know that he’s a threat to his position.
And the worst thing: Damian isn’t allowed to defend himself.
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Fucking
CALLED IT I CALLED IT I KNEW THAT I COULDN’T FIND THE X-EYES DRAWING THAT CREEPY FOR BEING JUST A SPOOKY WAY TO DRAW A NORMAL DRONE
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controversial opinion but inej ghafa is literally terrifying and (obviously) such a queen.
like she literally held a stadwatch guard at knifepoint after creeping up on him and whispered (I don’t remember the exact quote) “I like it when men beg, but nows not the time” like??? Queen?????
And the end of the crooked kingdom where she cuts pekka rollins after threatening him, and switched alby’s toy lion with a crow?? Fucking terrifying?????
My love for inej knows no bounds and she is undeniably a powerful and scary woman
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Wild: *backed into a corner and weaponless/armourless/no sheikah slate/etc.* gentlemen, gentlemen, let's be civil about this! let's make a deal! You surrender, and you don't die! how does that sound?
some villain (probably yiga): *laughs* and how do you intend to kill us?
Wild: oh, no, i can't kill you. but my buddy can! Say hi, buddy!
Sky: *drops from above, skyward strike ready and a murderous gleam in his eyes* hi
Villain: *immediately pisses themself and runs away*
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Thinking about the incubus one shot you did a few years back and now I'm just imagining a series of unexplained deaths hitting the town, and the deaths have seemingly no correlation save for the fact that the victims all bullied Dipper at one point or another, and eventually figuring out that the incubus that would later try and seduce Bill disguised as Dipper used that same trick to suck the life force out of all the victims, and it worked every time because the ones who picked on Dipper the hardest were actually crushing on him 100%. It gets hairy because only one person survived their incubus encounter, and because the incubus was disguised as Dipper, they accuse him of being some kind of killer and the town gets suspicious of him and so Bill and Dipper have to clear his name. I hope that makes sense 😭
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“I used to be a marine”, he says, before he can think better of it. And when he does think better of it, well. He’s already said it.
Next to him, he can feel Shanks tensing up. He leaves him ample time to cut him off, half relieved when the redhead stays silent. Out of the corner of his eye, he sees him idly tracing the neck of the bottle they’ve emptied.
“I didn’t join out of some misplaced faith or sense of justice”, he feels the need to point out, his father’s stern face at the back of his mind. “I joined because my brother did”.
To have an excuse to get out of home, too. With Calugurul about to be shipped off, he hadn’t been too eager to find out if he could withstand the full scope of their father’s attention alone.
“We were… close, my brother and I”, he continues. And then, because it feels cheap to encompass their relationship with just that: “He taught me to fight. Gave me my first sword”.
Back when Yoru doubled him in height and he couldn’t fathom how his brother managed to wield it when he himself had trouble raising a simple steel sword.
“He did have faith in the cause”, he says after a moment. Under the night sky, Yoru stays black and void. Even the reflection of the small bonfire they’ve built evades it. “Quickly gained the trust of peers… and superiors”.
The back of his throat tastes bitter. Why is he doing this? He doesn’t owe Shanks a single thing. Why is he wasting his time trying to appease the redhead’s stupid insecurity about him not joining his crew?
He sighs.
“My skills in combat kept me by his side through all of it. That is, until Gyorgy Thurzo became our captain”.
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