#dammit helena

[bobfloydsbabe]

I started writing a Rhett fic, and you should blame @mothdruid for enabling this insanity.

or blame hot cowboy lew

I have a ton of information about the OC, Louisa Kinney, that I’ve come up with throughout the day, so if anyone wants to know more, hit me up.

#helena rants #rhett abbott #outer range #rhett abbott x oc #ABBY THIS IS YOUR FAULT FOR ENABLING ME #LOU HAS TAKEN OVER MY BRAIN #I’m trying to finish my Jake college fic #and then this just popped into my head #dammit

[grgie]

i've been listening to sleeping at last's astronomy collection recently whilst i study because it is heavenly and mostly instrumental but man is it making me wanna get back into listening to his podcast about how he makes his music. like i dont have enough podcasts to be listening to already.

#like i just started worst idea of all time (fast and furious only my spotify keeps crashing if i try going back further) #and im behind on steeplechase #and a bunch of others #but dammit that man puts SO MUCH thought into his music and the astronomy ones are the best bc he makes it all relate to the event #like the eclipse one is the exact length the eclipse was #and cassini's death uses the saturn meoldy bc it died in saturns atmosphere #i love hearing peoples creative process!!! #also he has a very soft voice which is nice #helena talks to the void

[helena-thompson]

Helena Thompson & Sebastian Sallow

#sebastian sallow #sebastian x mc #sebastian sallow x mc #hogwarts legacy mc #hogwarts legacy #helena x sebastian #i love these two idiots okay #i just can't #i have so many ideas about them #i am probably going to babble about them #because i can't keep it to myself #and i'm not ready to write just yet i'm still finalizing a few things #BUT THEY HAVE TAKEN OVER MY BRAIN #and made me come back to this hellsite god dammit #helena screenshots #helena x sebastian screenshots

[eddiemunsn]

fuck it im writing headcanons instead i always forget that’s an option LMAO

#get ready they ain’t gonna be good but god dammit i’m getting it out of my head #and if nobody likes them then whatever #i’m writing them for myself and so i can get my ideas out there #maybe it’ll inspire others to write more weird witchy readers that aren’t really stereotypical #helena speaks

[havendance]

A collection of Helena Bertinelli/Huntress panels that are important to me:

(Detective Comics #653)

Batman: That's not the way I work. I'm not a killer. Huntress: You sanctimonious... You're looking for fair play in Gotham? I got you all wrong, Batman. I thought we became what we are for the same reasons; because the streets took away everything we loved.

Detective Comics 652-653 were my first introduction to Helena's character and this was the panel that really stuck out to me about her and who she was. This is what I kept coming back and thinking about. The contrast between them. They way that they're almost similar. Just "I thought we were the same". That's the good stuff right there.

(Huntress (1989) #2)

Huntress: I'm not strong. On TV... those overgrown wrestlers wear show-off flashy costumes... symbols of how strong they are. But it's not strong people who need costumes... It's the weak ones. Weak people who have to hide behind spooky capes and masks... make themselves seem more fearsome... so no one will see them for the harmless creatures they are... harmless as a frightened little girl who's lost her parents.

One of the things that really compelled about Huntress '89 (and to an extent Huntress '94, though that one just wasn't as good) was the dichotomy between the Huntress and the scared little girl that Helena still felt like underneath it. The contrast between the front she puts up, the way she puts on the mask and lives in it, and just how part of her is still caught up in the tragedy that birthed the Huntress in the first place.

(Showcase '93 #10)

Helena (internal narration): Maybe's not the word for it. Monday morning: David Stone will never have a chance to turn savage, never know a child of his own...but I can't bring myself to think it's better this way. Survival is always better.

Helena throughout the entire two part story that this concludes has been reflecting on the cycle of violence. It's really fascinating to see the way that her cynicism interacts with the fact that she really does want to help this student of hers who's been abused by his father. And the way she reflects on it you can see also thinking about herself and the Huntress as a product of violence and you get this impression of self-loathing as well. It's all just a really interesting story and I definitely recommend checking it out if you get a chance.

(Nightwing #29)

Huntress: How can you do what you do? Nightwing: Meaning? H: Look at this town. How can you play the white knight? How long can you stick to your “code”? N: As long as it takes. H: And if you fail? And you will fail. N: Then I fail, Helena. N: But I won’t let them win by becoming one of them. H: You have to play by their rules to defeat the. N: It’s not broken. H: What? N: Your ankle.

I've talked about this page before in multiple contexts, but like, I just really like it. It's an interesting look at what separates Helena from the bats. Her cynicism of you have to play the game to beat them. And also the last exchange "it's not broken... you're ankle", I just really like it. It works for me.

(JLA #32)

Kid: Do you have super strength? Huntress: No K: Are you invulnerable? H: I'm afraid not. K: Then how are you going to save him? What are you gonna do? H: I'm going to do everything I'm capable of doing!

I think this one speaks for it's self. I just boils down what I find compelling about non-powered heroes.

(Huntress: Cry for Blood #6)

Question: There's still time. Helena: Blood cries for blood, Vic. H: Santo killed his sister. Q: Dammit, where does it end? Q: When is it enough?

I'm going to be totally honest, this one's here because it appeals to me personally. I am obsessed with the motif of "blood cries for blood" (and also the Santo killed his own sister thing, because I'm always this close to catching kindly ones brainrot). Anyway, vengeance. Very compelling.

#huntress #helena bertinelli #the cooler gotham antihero #laurie-juspeczyk I cleaned up this post for you #here's some good huntress content since it's huntress posting hours tonight #or afternoon i guess #comic panel hoard #carthago delenda est #dc #bats + birds + affiliated

[leonkupidyn2]

The Star Stable book series are amazing. I wish the game was as cool as the books.

They are written better than many YA/Adult books I've read. I'm so freaking happy that I decided to get them despite the fact they were labelled as "for kids and teens". I thought that it would be just some kids book I would keep for some sweet Star Stable nostalgia, but no. It's actually good.

If SSO's storyline and dialogues were as amazing as the books are, I swear, I would probably be way less concerned for the other gameplay issues.

It would be something like a visual novel, except it has a 3D world and online features. No serious MMORPG-tier stuff, just a good story with horse racing and care details, as well as online stuff. Seriously, the game would be so cool and immersive if the writing was that good.

Helena Dahlgren is an amazing writer, and if she wrote all the SSO lore and dialogues, the game would be so much better, dammit.

#Games #soul riders #sso #ssoblr #star stable #star stable online #star stable tumblr #starshine legacy #starstableonline

[thrxughthenxght]

I have three (questionably cute) meet-cute ideas to share!!!

Accidentally ran over your foot with my shopping trolley but it's not my fault you were wearing sandals!

Hi, we live in an apartment building and I'm your upstairs neighbour and I was doing my laundry. Some of it fell into your garden. Please, at this point I will literally pay you, stop holding my trousers hostage, I need those for a job interview

We've both started working at the same old persons home for extra credit/volunteer work and we've been assigned to the same person and dammit, I don't care if you're cute, I'll fight you for Nanny Helena's 1950's gossip if I have to!

Oooo okay 👀 (I'm so sorry it took me so long to answer these)

Asdfghjkl okay so very Helnik meet cute ngl

KAZ AND INEJ KAZ HAS A JOB INTERVIEW BUT INEJ WILL NOT SURRENDER THE PANTS UNTIL HE TELLS HER WHAT THE HELL HE'S BEEN DOING FOR THE PAST MONTH MAKING👏SO👏MUCH👏NOISE

Wylan and Jesper STOP-

#the part of Blaize's brain that is just SoC went hey convert every SoC couple into a meet cute #and blaize said 'bet' #blaize's ask #blaize <3 #questioning lore #six of crows #helnik #kanej #wesper

[deans-baby-momma]

Law & Love Chapter 23

I close up the last of the desserts in the refrigerator before flipping the light off and head to the breakroom to grab my bag and jacket.

As I'm searching for the key to lock the diner door I see the envelope that holds my test results.  I hadn't said anything to anyone, especially Beau, but I had been tense and uneasy while waiting on them. 

What if Walker had passed some STD or some other infection to me? How would I handle that? How would Beau? 

What if my birth control failed and I was carrying Walker's illegitimate baby? Could I even go through a pregnancy knowing the father was a grade-A dick with an ego the size of Alaska?

Thankfully, the tests were all negative and I was given a clean bill of health. So I could continue to build my life with Beau.

"I'm home," I say as I walk through the door of my - I mean, our - home. Beau had moved in with me as soon as we arrived back in Helena. 

I was met with silence as I toed off my shoes and headed for the kitchen. The lights were dimmed with only the light over the stove on, the table was set with two plates with tapered candles lit in the center.

Beau walked in from the back porch with a platter piled high with grilled steak,  shrimp and steamed vegetables in foil.

"Oh, hey sweetheart," he says as he sits the food down. "Didn't hear you come in." He steps over and kisses me on the lips. "Welcome home."

"What is all this?" I inquire with a smile.

"This is me wooing you."

The food is cooked to perfection and his wine choice pairs with it well. I am on my second glass when Beau gets up and walks over to the corner of the living room and turns the stereo on.

"Y/N Y/L/N, can I have this dance?" he asks, holding out his hand toward me. 

The beginning notes of 'All of Me' by John Legend begins as I get up and approach Beau, laying my hand in his. 

He wraps his other arm around my waist and pulls me to him, our joined hands laid against his chest.

We look at one another as we begin swaying back and forth, Beau singing along with the chorus quietly.

'Cause all of me loves all of you

Love your curves and all your edges

All your perfect imperfections

Give your all to me; I'll give my all to you

You're my end and my beginning

Even when I lose I'm winning

'Cause I give you all of me and you give me all of you.

I can feel tears welling up in my eyes and I try to blink them away, unsuccessfully as Beau continues singing and rocking our bodies to the slow beat.

Once the song ends, another one begins that I don't recognize but that doesn't impair the message behind the song as I listen to the words.

'I want a love like Johnny & June,

Rings of fire burnin' with you,

I wanna walk the line,

Walk the line,

'Till the end of time,

I wanna love,

Love ya that much,

Cash it all in,

Give it all up,

When you're gone,

I wanna go too,

Like Johnny & June.'

The next song on the Playlist has us both cracking up, laughing as we pull apart as it continues. The upbeat tempo of MmmBop by Hanson fills the room until Beau steps over to the radio and turns it off.

“Dammit Em! She must have added that when I wasn’t looking,” Beau insists, a shy smile and flustered look on his face. “I swear that is not my type of tunes.”

“Oh so you don’t like long-haired boys that bop around singing with their girly voices. Had they even hit puberty yet when they recorded that?” I ask with a giggle.

“Nah, that was all my daughter’s doing,” Beau says as he takes me back into his arms. “I like my music with a little more purpose to it; a little more meaning behind it.”

“Oh,” I say, going to ask him if the two songs we danced to had a purpose but am cut off by his lips meeting mine. Our lips move against one another until I feel his tongue licking along the seam of my mouth. I willingly open and invite him in.

The kisses turn passionate and ardent quickly as our arms tighten around one another.  My palms splay out across his back and I begin mapping out the muscles I can feel under his shirt. Beau’s palms cup my cheeks before sliding them down to my shoulders and down my arms.

His hands grab my waist, picking me up and I wrap my legs around his. He takes a step toward the bedroom but the room fills with a ring. 

His work phone.

Beau sits me down and places his forehead on mine as he groans. He steps away and picks up the offending device, answering it.

"Arlen."

I watch with interest as he nods and turns to write something down before he mumbles "On my way," and hangs up.

"Sweetheart," he says, forlorn.

"I know," I assure him. "You have to go. Beau, I'm not upset. It's your job. We'll just take a pause, okay?"

Beau nods, chuckling.  "I ain't no McDreamy but okay. A short pause. I shall return shortly and we'll pick up where we left off."

He kisses me once more, leaving it chaste so as not to get distracted and then grabs his keys and gun belt and goes out the door. 

I sigh as I look around at the remnants of our date night. I’m not mad, a little disappointed that our evening was interrupted, but I guess that’s the price one has to pay when they’re dating an officer of the law. Criminals don’t take sabbaticals from breaking the law. 

I begin cleaning up the dishes that are still on the table and re-cork the wine, placing it in the fridge. After getting all the dinnerware to the kitchen, I start filling the sink to wash the dishes while I wait for Beau to return, praying that it doesn’t take all night to finish whatever case popped up.

@spnbaby-67 @sea040561 @delightfullykrispypeach @larajadeschmidt13 @atc74 @vicariouslythruspn @squirrelnotsam  @sandlee44 @blacktithe7 @hoboal87 @mogaruke @supraveng @akshi8278 @lyarr24 @kazsrm67 @chriszgirl92 @deanwithscissors @raisinggray @fanfic-n-tabulous @hobby27 @stoneyggirl2 @purpleeclipseeggsland @kmc1989 @deans-spinster-witch @yvonneeeeeeee @tmb510 @globetrotter28 @leigh70

#law & love #beau arlen #big sky #y/n #beau x y/n #not spn #walker #texac ranger #cordell walker #jensen ackles #jared padalecki

[wordsnpoetry]

we worship the moon and dammit, i love her too but sometimes she will lead us astray and we forget that dancing in the daylight is a privilege too

helena degn

#words #quotes #poetry #helena degn

[tylerknott]

The visual representation of Typewriter Series #157. About feeling crazy. Dammit Autism. Also prints of all these are for sale in the shop. Don’t forget. (at Helena, Montana) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChDbHfrPc1P/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#157

[bobfloydsbabe]

Age in bio or I block you.

#helena rants #put your age in your bio dammit #how many times do i have to say this #aggressive reminder

[ogradyfilm]

Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny: The Delicate Art of Franchise Exhumation

[The following review contains SPOILERS; YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!]

Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny is all about the inexorable march of time. When we rejoin our aged protagonist in the film’s “present day” setting of 1969 (following an excessively lengthy prologue that flashes back to 1944), we discover that he has essentially been discarded by life and abandoned by the American Dream. His son is dead—a casualty of the Vietnam War. His wife, inconsolable in her grief over the loss, has filed for divorce. And on top of everything else, he’s being forced to retire from his teaching position at Hunter College. His students are too distracted by news of the recent moon landing to pay attention to his lectures; why bother researching the past when the future is now?

One notable exception to this fatalistic philosophy is Jürgen Voller, a former Nazi scientist employed by the U.S. government courtesy of Operation Paperclip. Still bitter over Germany’s defeat at the hands of the Allies, the not-so-good doktor seeks to acquire Archimedes’ Antikythera, an ancient relic rumored to be capable of literally rewriting history. Mads Mikkelsen navigates the role with aplomb, finding a surprising degree of depth in what could easily have been a flat, two-dimensional villain. No matter how suave, sophisticated, and confident he pretends to be, Voller is ultimately a feeble mathematician, not a soldier; he relies on hired muscle to fight his battles for him—because his own infrequent attempts at gunplay and fisticuffs usually result in spectacular failure.

Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s performance as Indy’s estranged goddaughter Helena Shaw is equally superb. Despite the right-wing blogosphere’s insistence that the Fleabag creator’s “woketevist” politics would ruin the movie, her character is a far cry from the girl power feminist wish fulfillment strawman that they imagined. She is neither morally nor intellectually superior to our hero—on the contrary, she is a compulsive liar and a petty thief; her greed, ambition, and opportunism consistently cause more problems than they solve. Indeed, her arc revolves entirely around gradually shedding her ruthlessly pragmatic, self-serving attitude.

At the end of the day, however, this is Harrison Ford’s show, and his (allegedly) final outing as the iconic archeologist is appropriately poignant. While the actor acknowledges the unavoidable fact of his advanced “mileage,” he wisely refuses to make it the butt of a cruel, shallow joke. Indy is no longer physically fit enough to punch his way out of every conflict, and he is slower to recover from his numerous injuries, but he nevertheless remains as cunning, resourceful, and doggedly determined as ever. But Ford’s true strength lies in his vulnerability; after decades of adventuring—plundering tombs, pummeling tyrants, and witnessing terrible miracles—Dr. Jones has accumulated a great deal of trauma. Normally, he hides his burden well, carrying himself with quiet dignity. Occasionally, though, his façade cracks, allowing the audience to briefly glimpse his repressed guilt, remorse, and regret. These rare, fleeting moments of emotional authenticity are captivatingly beautiful.

Dial of Destiny isn’t perfect, but neither is it the soulless nostalgia bait that many fans were dreading. Regardless of its structural shortcomings, it features actual themes—even John Rhys-Davies’ obligatory cameo appearance serves a clear narrative purpose. And considering the current state of the industry—corporations reducing the art of cinema to digital “content” that exists only to sell subscriptions to streaming platforms—that's got to count for something, dammit!

#Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny #Indiana Jones #Dial of Destiny #LucasFilm #Harrison Ford #James Mangold #Mads Mikkelsen #Phoebe Waller-Bridge #George Lucas #film #writing #movie review

[ellayuki]

05052022 - 9-1-1

go and come back (i'll wait in this space between us)

Spoilers for 5x16 & 5x17

~

“Hey, so, I have a favour to ask,” Eddie says as soon as Buck answers the phone. 

Buck blinks. Looks around the loft, making sure nobody’s around, and gets comfortable on one of the couches. “Something happened?”

Eddie sighs, long-suffering and annoyed, and so, so tired. Buck doesn’t even have to see him to tell. “I have to go back to El Paso for a couple of days next week.” Ah.

“Ah,” Buck says. He scratches his cheek, and bites back the words that bubble up his throat. “Everything okay there?” he asks instead.

“Yeah,” Eddie says, drawing out the last vowel. “It’s just something I have to attend, nothing major.”

‘Nothing major’ by Eddie’s standards could be anything from a birthday party to an actual funeral, so Buck’s not exactly convinced. “Okay, if you say so. So what’s the favour? Need me to go with? Because I will if you do. I’ll call Bobby, tell him I’ll need a shift change.” Because he would. He’d go, and he’d stand right by Eddie’s side, and he’d stare Helena and Ramon Diaz in their judgemental eyes and dare them to comment on his presence there.

“No, no,” Eddie says, though, and there’s something in his voice, Buck can’t tell if he’s amused or exasperated or what. “But thank you for offering. I just need you to look after Christopher while I’m gone.”

Oh. Buck is- He hadn’t- “You’re not taking him with you?” 

Eddie snorts. “I’m leaving Monday morning, and Chris still has school, so no.” Which, yes, true, now that Buck thinks about it. 

“I bet your parents are going to love that,” slips out, too snarky by half, before Buck can swallow it back down. Dammit. “I mean-”

“Yeah, well, they’re just going to have to deal with it,” Eddie cuts him off, and Buck couldn’t be more grateful. “I’m not pulling my kid out of school just because they feel like it.”

Buck nods, then remembers Eddie can’t actually see him. “Good. Good. And anyway, Chris has that presentation on Tuesday. He can’t miss that. He’s actually looking forward to it.”

There’s a moment’s pause, during which something crashes somewhere downstairs. Buck gets up from where he’s starfished himself over the couch while talking to Eddie. When he reaches the railing, he sees Ravi picking up the bucket and broom he’d apparently tripped over. He almost calls out to him when Eddie’s voice pulls his attention back to his phone. “I forgot about that.” He sounds rueful, guilty.

Buck rubs a hand over his face, and heads towards the kitchen. He needs a beer, if he’s quite honest, but he’ll settle for a coffee. “All the firefighting from the other day got you distracted?” he attempts at teasing. “Because no one would blame you.” He’s still not over that himself, the way they’d perfectly stepped back into their partnership, like not a single day had passed. 

Eddie huffs a laugh, though it’s weak. “I know what you’re doing.”

Buck shakes himself out of his memories. Grins. “Is it working?���

“Maybe.”

“I’ll take it.”

“So?” Eddie says, and it makes Buck blink into his coffee in confusion.

“So… what?”

He can actually hear Eddie rolling his eyes. “Can you stay with Chris? It should only be until Wednesday morning, and like, I get it if you can’t, if… if you’re busy, or if-”

“Eddie, Eddie,” Buck says, and he rolls his eyes now. “What the hell, man, you know the answer to that is always a very emphatic yes.” As if he’d ever turn down time with Chris. As if Buck would ever deny himself any time spent with either of the Diaz boys. Hell, he’s probably spent more time at Eddie’s house since… well, since that night, than he has been at his own apartment (much to Taylor’s annoyance, but Buck pushes that thought away. Some things are more important).

He can hear the shuddering breath Eddie lets out. “What would I do without you?”

What would I do without you? is on the tip of Buck's tongue. “You’ll never find out, if I can help it,” he says, and closes his eyes. Too much. That’s too much, right?

Eddie doesn’t seem to think so, though. “Okay, so. I’ll see you…”

“Sunday morning,” Buck decides in the heartbeat’s length of Eddie’s hesitation. And, to combat any protest he knows is about to arise with the choked off noise coming from the other side of the line, he adds, “I expect a fancy breakfast.”

Eddie laughs at that, just a tiny thing, but it makes something come loose in Buck’s chest. “Alright. Alright, fancy breakfast it is, then.” He sounds lighter. After what feels like forever, he sounds so much lighter. Buck wants to cry, and to laugh, and to just go over to Eddie’s right now and just- “Thanks, Buck. Really.”

And Buck packs away the longing in his chest, like he always does when it rears its unwanted head. “Don’t mention it, Eds.”

~

“How’s he taking it?” he asks as he lets himself through the door Sunday morning.

Eddie rolls his eyes so hard, Buck’s afraid they might pop out of his head. “You ask as if you don’t know that kid adores every moment he spends with you.”

Buck ducks his head. He doesn’t think he can hide how happy hearing that makes him feel. “Yeah well, feeling’s mutual, so.”

When he looks back up, Eddie’s smile is so fucking soft. “It is, isn’t it?” There’s something like contentment in his voice, something like… Buck swallows the sudden knot in his throat. Nods. 

For a few moments, seconds that stretch into small infinities, Buck and Eddie just look at each other in the entryway of Eddie’s home. Buck wonders, fleetingly, what it would be like, to just reach out, and thread his fingers lightly through Eddie’s. 

He takes a breath. 

“I was promised a fancy breakfast.”

Eddie snorts, and the moment fades away like smoke on wind. “You and your bottomless pit for a stomach,” he says, but it sounds fond more than anything else. “I’ll set the table. You go see if Chris is awake.” And with that, he heads into the kitchen, whistling to himself.

Buck breathes in deep, and goes to get Christopher. 

#911 fox #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #buckley diaz family #911 #911 spoilers #bt mention #by moi #fic #my fic #2022 fic #911fic #on ao3 #why is it that #i couldn't write something this long #for today's trc month prompt? #ugh #anyway

[trashcankitty12]

Wow today's episode was a lot.

Chase: Dammit kid... I hate it for him. He never should have found out that way. Like, i don't blame Tracy because she honestly thought he already knew (and he should have been told sooner) but damn.

And having a meltdown like that? It hurt to see because that was me just a few months ago when my grandpa passed. I wanna hug him so bad.

Sprina: I hate that they must return to PC, but that's what the script demands. Hopefully this trip really solidified their relationship so that Portia and Esme can't fuck it up. (Or rather, any attempt falls flat.)

Also his heart eyes every time he looked at her!!!

Gregory and Alexis: unpopular opinion maybe, but I do enjoy wholesome friendships. And this is more wholesome than some of the friend groups on this show.

Charlotte: When the fuck did she even get close to Victor? I thought it was canon that she hated him for keeping her separated from Valentin? That she blamed him for her dad's "death"? When did the turn around happen? When did she start trusting him? (Is Helena's ghost or something possessing her through the cards? Weirder shit has happened.)

Valentin: I get that you as a father wanna protect your child, but you should at least tell Anna whats going on so Sonny's people won't accidentally hurt your child during her next vandalism session. Maybe get Charlotte therapy? And while I normally would never advocate for this, maybe search her room for things? Like a letter from your horrible sperm donor?

Gladys, Sonny: Im both glad and disappointed. Glad its out in the open and that Gladys knows she's been had and that Sasha will be okay.

However; Gladys was Sasha's guardian... Is that a moot point now? Will the judge just magically dissolve it after this? Who will take over for the interim if she must have one still?

Why can't Gladys stay and face justice for her crimes? She deserves to be sent to Pentonville or if you dont want tax payers giving her a life, he could have had her "taken for a permanent drive" instead of just back to Bridgeport. Like where's the scary mob boss people used to fear?

Sasha, Dante, Montague, Mac: Get him! Beat his ass! Take that syringe and get it tested!

Janice, you bitch, one single apology isnt enough, you best testify!

I want Montague to have a session with Sonny next. Except his had better be permanent. Or hell, turn off all the cameras and pretend not to notice anything at the holding cell and just let Cody beat him to death. Or use him for the horses to kick around when they get frustrated.

Sasha, baby you had better sue the fuck out of Ferncliff. You deserve to destroy them after everything they did to you. It's malpractice at best, a war crime against the Geneva Convention at worse. (Cruel and unusual punishments/torture)

#general hospital

[ot3showdown]

Time for me to campaign! 😤

• Myka Bering/Pete Latimer/Helena "H.G." Wells (Warehouse 13): One of my all-time OT3s. Bering & Wells and Pyka are Such Good Ships already; together they become Unstoppable. 🍪📚🍏 (I ship Pyka queerplatonically but that's neither here nor there).

• Nick Burkhardt/Sean Renard/Adalind Schade (Grimm): Another one of my all-time favorite OT3s. Listen. 😏 The Tension is there. You don't even have to squint. Just let them be one big happy family with their (canonical!) kids.

• Jonathan Archer/T'Pol/Charles "Trip" Tucker III (Star Trek: Enterprise): Okay this one you might have to squint for, but like…c'mon. Any way you slice it, the dynamics are Top Tier. 🖖

• Charlotte "Chuck" Charles/Ned/Olive Snook (Pushing Daisies): The love triangle that broke my heart. 🥲 Give me logistically complicated three-way/proxy cuddles dammit!

• Quentin Coldwater/Margo Hanson/Eliot Waugh (The Magicians): I just want them all to be happy and fabulous. 😭 (I only know the show so if the vibe is off in the books then 🤷 sorry.)

• Elizabeth Swann/Jack Sparrow/Will Turner (Pirates of the Caribbean): A classic for a reason. Never shall we die. 🏴‍☠️

• Jim Kirk/Leonard "Bones" McCoy/Spock (Star Trek: TOS): The OT3 that started it all. 🖖

• Ninth Doctor/Jack Harkness/Rose Tyler (Doctor Who): This one's already on the ballot and by far the most likely out of these to make it into the polls but it cannot be overstated. 🍌

i like your emoji usage. i appreciate pictograms. for me, a person who struggles to read.

#asks #ship propaganda #ot3 showdown #the magicians #doctor who #star trek #pirates of the caribbean #pushing daisies #warehouse 13 #i will say . i like a lotta these. ESPECIALLY margo/eliot/q. god i love them #dont ask me about quentin coldwater i turn into a monster. a beast. foaming at the mouth. #or do if ur into that

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 I’ll tell you: The first character I first fell in love with: Olga Marie Animusphere. Final answer. Girl was ROBBED and deserved SOOOO MUCH MOREEEE. Her death was sooo painful. She just wanted to be praised and make her fam proud and help the world and welp :( RIP Olgie Wolgie. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Hmmmmm I think I actually am gonna be a super duper bias bitchhhhhhh and give this to JEANNE D'ARC ALTER. Yes, I've always loved her and she's awesome, even back in the Orleans quest before we knew that edgelord was being manipulated and mind control by Bluebeard. BUT. Then we found that out and then we got Jeanne Alter as a good guy, and we got her ridiculous relationships with Marie Antoinette and Jeanne d'Arc Ruler, and we got her and Helena being teddy bear hookers together, and we got MANGA ARTIST JEANNE ALTER, and just SHEEEE. I'm biased as fuck to that bitch and I will fight anyone who disagrees. The character everyone else loves that I don’t: ISHTAR. Oh my fucking God, I hate her. I hate her so much. I just. Words cannot describe how many busses, trains, buildings, worlds, meteorites, suns and obese robots I'd drop on her. She annoys me so much lmao.  The character I love that everyone else hates: I def gotta give this to Medb lmaooo. She's an absolute fucking SHIT. But she at least does it with charm and in style.   The character I used to love but don’t any longer: Cu Alter. Look. Okay. Medb is bean. Call me out on it. But Medb is fucking bean. And seeing how Cu Alter treats her just fucking upsets me. Shame cuz Cu Alter himself looks awesome and he was my first 5 star and main but oh well. The character I would totally smooch:  Tracy. Wait, what? Oh for fuck sake, you're not in this game either? Dammit, Tracy. The character I’d want to be like:  Sei Shonagon? Jeanne Alter? This one's a little harder to answer than the Genshin, but really, its the same kinda answer. I'd wanna be like a character I see a lot similarities with in terms of outlook, depth, mindset, interests, energy, and essentially get to be an anime version of myself that doesn't have to worry about that whole "being a realistic human woman" thin that kinda sucks the fun out of life. Like who the fuck asked for acid reflux? Or to sleep 10 hours a day? Or to be so bad at drawing. Fucking life. The character I’d slap:  Hmmmm. Yeah, it would definitely be one of the perverts or pedos. But for the sake of Izo, I'm slapping Okita. Also because I havent had a chance to bitch about that fucking cunt. A pairing that I love: DEFINITELY Medb x Helena. OTP. O. T. P. Also Jeanne Alter x Helena & Sei x Murasaki. Also, also: Jeanne Alter x Jeanne, Jeanne Alter x Marie, Jeanne x Marie. A pairing that I despise: Yeah Cu x Medb or Cu Alter x Medb. Both are just deeply fucked for every reason imaginable. I'd also call out the bullshit that is Jason x Medea; I just it's so fucking gross and horrible. Jason is abusive as fuck and Medea deserves better. And while I'm on the topic of things that make me DEEPLY uncomfortable: Mash x Ritsuka. I just feel bad for Mash. She's so dependent and has so much of her personality controlled and leaned toward Ritsuka, and it seems like Ritsuka's attentions are just elsewhere. And that's FINE, they're allowed to not like Mash, and it's also a gacha game in the Fate series, so of course everyone is gonna wanna bone Ritsuka, but Jesus, there's a lot of baiting, and keeping Mash on the hook and a lot of disturbing lore and suggestion that just makes me feel really sorry for Mash. Like I truly don't think she can help it? Idk

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