#spoiler alert: way too much

[daffi-990]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday 🏙️

Tagged by @diazsdimples & @tizniz. Make sure to check out what they shared today! (and maybe send James a virtual hug or a stupid punny joke? He’s been sick for 3 weeks and I’m sure he could use some cheering up 😘)

I have been wanting so desperately to write the past few days but a cold has my sinuses putting so much pressure on my head I feel like it’s going to explode, plus it’s school holidays and it’s been raining so I’ve got two very energetic kids with cabin fever running around causing mayhem 😅.

BUT! I did manage to write a little something for LA Lonely so yay (even though it may not be great, at least it’s words)

Pre snippet here

Buck is woken up by the shrill sound of a phone ringing. The bed jostles, Buck letting out an annoyed grumble as the warm body that is wrapped around him disappears. There is a kiss pressed to his naked shoulder, a whispered apology and then the rustling of the blankets as the person leaves the bed, answering the phone with a quiet hello.

Rolling over to check the time, Buck’s surprised to see that it’s almost 9. Usually his body clock wakes him up at 7am everyday, whether he stayed up late or not, so sleep-ins are a rare thing. He rolls onto his back, groaning as he stretches his arms up above his head. There’s a slight ache in his ass but it’s a reminder of the fantastic sex he had last night and honestly, Buck doesn’t mind the discomfort.

He hears footsteps on the stairs, the wood creaking slightly and then the most attractive man Buck has ever laid eyes on is standing at the foot of his bed wearing nothing but underwear and a soft apologetic smile that has Buck’s tummy swooping.

Eddie.

The man’s name is Eddie, Buck remembers. And remember he should because he was moaning it loud enough last night.

Eddie has a phone pressed between his ear and shoulder as he picks up his jeans and begins to awkwardly shimmy them up his legs. “I told you, I overslept. But I’m getting ready now and can be there in —” he looks down at his wrist and frowns, his eyes sweeping over the discarded clothes on the floor before zeroing in on Buck’s second nightstand where a clunky watch sits. Eddie grabs the watch, quickly checking the time before he begins strapping it on. “I can be there in 20 minutes, 15 if the traffic is good.”

Buck feels a pang in his chest and then instantly chastises himself. This was just another hookup, a one night stand —nothing more than that. He was foolish to think that what he felt last night with Eddie was anything real. It was just the hormones.

Eddie may have stayed, but that was probably because he was hoping to get lucky again this morning. Or like Buck, he slept in and didn’t get a chance to sneak out before Buck woke up.

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#spoiler alert: Eddie would stay if he could but fatherhood calls and well that’s a call Eddie will always answer #daffi writes #wip: la lonely #Buck is being all self deprecating #but what else is new? #buddie wip #buddie #I really really want to finish Rival Firefighters so I can dive into my other wips #(and also post the first chapter for you guys!) #and I’m soooo close #but between the pounding head and the energetic munchkins .. I haven’t been able to keep the smutty writing beans going #though I have been on a bit of a little fic reading roll atm which is nice 😊 #having to slow down and rest (more like being forced to by my husband haha) gives me time to go through my MARKED FOR LATER library #okay I’ve probably rambled way too much #hugs to everyone ❤️

[leupagus]

Selyse is not a "who's this bitch" kind of person but honestly, she should be forgiven for meeting Sansa like this and going "who's this bitch"

Just then there was a call from outside the tent, asking for the king. Davos opened the flap and a young solder ducked inside, bowing low to the king first, then to Lady Melisandre, then to Selyse. "Your Grace," he said, "riders were just spotted on the pass below, making their way up to our camp."

"Spotted on the pass?" snorted Davos. "Are they riding snow bears? Or elks?"

As though in answer, an horn sounded in the distance. The king started, his expression as queer as any Selyse had seen on his face in their near twenty years of marriage. It seemed almost...hopeful. "That call," he said, as though to himself.

Davos shook his head. "I don't recognize it, Your Grace. Do you?"

"Oh, yes," said Stannis softly. "I remember it very well."

The party climbing up the pass was small — a hundred men at most — in two long rows, the banners of all of Stark's promised houses unfurled. They were mounted on the great lumbering beasts that passed for horses in the North. In the pearl-grey of dawn, Selyse could see the front pair dragging behind them a curious leather-and plate device. It was shaped for all the world like the prow of a ship and it cut through the snow with ease. The party moved only slightly slower than a full canter; even as she watched, the two horses affixed to the contraption slowed and stopped, their riders giving them full rein to blow out great puffs of air into the snow. The whole party halted in an orderly queue behind them, and the two mounted soldiers directly behind circled round to unhook the lead pair (without bothering to dismount) and attaching their own horses. The party then resumed its swift pace up the mountain pass. The two who had been in the lead rejoined smoothly at the end, where the snow been packed down to a tidy path.

"Ingenious," remarked Davos. Lady Melisandre said nothing, only quirked an eyebrow. Shireen asked some imbecilic question about something, and the king made a patient response.

"Perhaps these men of the North will bring you the miracle you seek, Your Grace," said Lady Melisandre, as the riders at last drew level.

"Certainly they seem to have performed the miracle of moving in this snow," Stannis observed.

Most of the riders remained at the foot of the camp, but a small group began to make their way toward them, their behemoth horses even more ridiculous as they drew closer, with their hoofs near as wide as platters and their tails cut short as a broomstick. As they halted before their king, the riders dismounted. Despite the bitter cold, not one of them showed any sign of discomfort, their thick boots and cloaks making them appear almost as outsized as their horses.

The king took a breath, as if to ask for their leader, when a hooded figure on a great chestnut beast came out from the midst of them. Her cloak and skirts were dirty from the road and snows, her copper-bright hair in a simple peasant's braid as she pushed back her hood. A half-dozen young men surged forward to hand her from her horse, but it was a giantess in armor who helped her down and followed closely behind as she approached them.

It took Selyse a long moment to realize who the girl was: Sansa, Catelyn's eldest daughter. (Eldest child, now that the usurper Robb Stark was dead — and Catelyn too, and Lord Stark before them.) She had more of her mother's look to her than her father's, which must have pleased the Imp when he married her; Tyrion had always liked his whores pretty and clever. There was something in the way that she carried herself, however, that made Selyse suspect Sansa might be rather too clever.

The girl made no move to bow to the king, merely drew within a length as her retinue fanned out behind her. "Your Grace," she greeted Stannis. At least she had the good sense to recognize her rightful king. "I am Lady Sansa, of House Stark."

"Lady Stark," the king replied, or began to, because at that moment the damned direwolf, that unnatural creature the Lord Commander had foisted upon them, came hurtling in from wherever the devils he'd been and lunged for the girl, sending her sprawling to the ground with a scream more chilling than Shireen's, horrifyingly cut off as she—

As she laughed, the creature licking frantically at her face with its great tail wagging. The girl brought her arms around its monstrous neck and hugged it closer to her, burying her face in its fur, unconcerned entirely by the spectacle. Her Northern lords looked well pleased, in fact, nodding and smiling at one another in shared understanding. He'll recognize her, Jon had told Shireen when she'd asked how Ghost would know who Sansa was. The pack knows its own. It seemed the whole of the North knew.

The king's people were nearly as susceptible. Davos was smiling like a dolt and Shireen looked as though she wanted nothing more than to join in the undignified affair. Lady Melisandre, at least, showed little sign of being moved; she was watching with an air of interest but no warmth. Only the king was truly inscrutable, as he stared down at the tangle of girl and dog with another expression she had never seen before. This time, she could not guess as to what it meant.

At long last, the beast allowed Sansa Stark to rise, once again accepting help only from her giantess. "My apologies, Your Grace," she said. Her smile was broad and bright even as she wiped at a streak of mud across her nose. "But as you might guess, Stark reunions are rare these days."

#if anybody in Stannis's retinue is thinking 'who's this bitch' #let's be real: it's probably Stannis #I'm just saying #also did I spend way too much time researching into how people got through the snow in ye oldene dayes? MAYBE #and for anyone worried: Shireen's scream is from a nightmare she had SHE IS FINE #in fact spoiler alert: none of the kids die in this fic #that's right I looked at Shireen and Tommen and Myrcella and Ned Umber and Lyanna Mormont and were like: u lived bitch #game of thrones motherfuckers #got: bitches get stuff done

[shower-racoon]

does anyone know of a legitimate way to get a physical copy of Pokemon Platinum that doesn't cost $1,000,000 and the soul of your firstborn child? because I'm having absolutely zero luck in my search

#ideally I'd like to pay $20. I could make $30 or $35 work. $40 is a bit much but I'd take it over the prices I've found in a heartbeat. #I am NOT paying $100+ for a game even if it had infinite gameplay (and spoiler alert: Pokemon Platinum does not have infinite gameplay) #the only site I've found that sells physical copies for less than an arm and a leg uses copies that have a chance to wipe your save data #maybe I'm being too picky. maybe there's no way to satisfy this desire in full. #or maybe people are asking for too much money for a single video game.

[gaiaxygang]

kanghan dangerous romance (trips and falls down the stairs)

#gaiaxyposting #dangerous romance #mini (Hopefully) ramble incoming #ive been thinking about kanghan 'walking emotional neglect symptom checklist' for a while now #ever since that interview where perth described kanghan as someone who has everything except love #so much of his behaviour like how he always hesitates to believe he can achieve anything #and how he chases after sailom's praise. even the way hes so prone to crying #it all makes so much sense when you see it that way #and even the way kanghan's reactions to his dad seem disproportionate to how his dad talks to him (earlier in the series) #which can indicate many things! but it also makes me think about how often the effects of emotional neglect are viewed #because its perceived to not be as bad as other forms of abuse (spoiler alert! it is) #theres a bit more going on with kanghan but this ^ is likely a problem thats been going on for a While #kanghan is relatively well adjusted id say. the fact that hes able to express to his grandma that he felt neglected by his dad is Good #RANT OVER i think its getting too personal #i care him :(

[humanmorph]

what does the populace(FatT fans) think about the "????ALERT????" clock anyways like what's up with that

personally I'm kind of banking on it being Dahlia related but it's mostly because I keep thinking of this quote from the PZN Post Mortem:

And then we see space, but then in space we kind of get the like, just the face cut ins of like, ghostly figures of Crysanth Kesh, the Princept- Cynosure Kesh Princept, and then Dahlia way in the distance, kind of turning and like cautiously looking you know, over their shoulder. Not even cautiously, but almost like coyly looking over their shoulder. And that is where you would see in a way that would infuriate the viewer because we never get to Dahlia. We would see Integrity kind of clamp onto their back, revealing that they have Integrity the whole season. And then it’s like- where’s Dahlia? Why are we not getting to Dahlia yet? And the answer is because we’ll get to Dahlia some time in season 2. 

and it's like.he can't do this to us AGAIN right

#It was so funny to me then bc I so clearly remembered a tweet I made when I started PZN like #'wow can't wait til Dahlia and integrity show up in PZN. Which they will. Right? Right??' #Palisadeposting #Palisade spoilers #Then again I don't know if... Does that warrant that big an alert... It IS still 2 entire stels #It probably doesn't make too much sense to compare them but when you think about what the og ???ALERT??? was... #Well either way it's at 4 out of 8. So unless Austin really focuses his director points or something it's still a bit off #. I should log out of Tumblr I was crazy productive on Friday when I did that to avoid spoilers

[destinedtobeloved]

Me after not crying about Takeshi Kovacs and his trauma or Elias and Kristen all day

#spoiler alert #this never happens #I actually cry about this #altered carbon #takeshi kovacs #Elias Ryker #kristen ortega #Elias x Kristen #I also cry abt Tak and reileen too much #reileen kawahara #joel kinnaman #cyberpunk #Netflix #I have a fic idea that I WILL NOT talk about because I might actually write it #but I cry about it way too much too #also abt the end of season 2 #and also how Takeshi and Kristen never talked every again after he left #and also how once Tak 1 dies Quell started having those hallucinations of him like he had of her #god I could go on for day #FUCKING #DAYS

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

guess which actor has the most lines memorized 😎

#camera talks #SPOILER ALERT !!! its me :)) #i've got all my lines memorized and im so excited #we've got a dress rehearsal tomorrow and i get to use my mobility aid during show bc of how much standing up and stuff there is :) #(my director is so awesome btw) #todays rehearsal went super well too waugh i love acting. especially for smaller plays/groups #(also we don't have a lot of time to put together this show because of the way our theater program works #so dw about people only memorizing their lines a week before show night. its a pretty short show anyways) #anyways anyways !! show is this weekend and im so ready for it !!! waugh theater is the best sometimes <3

[nikibogwater]

Couple of out-of-context concept doodles because it’s been a while since my last batch.

Also trying to find information on my own original characters is a nightmare because it’s spread out over 2 paragraphs in a Google Doc, various Tumblr posts, and sporadic, twenty-minute sketches like the above on random pages of my sketchbook.

Ah well. I’m sure that won’t come back to bite me later. :-)

#niki rambles #niki doodles #messy doodles #concept doodles #original story #original characters #rin shastis #kosha #fae viri #today on Niki Uses Way Too Much Pencil Lead #Will she learn to make lighter/cleaner lines??? #Spoiler alert: No. She will not.

[bigboysteveharrington]

I was thinking about the one shot I’m probably going to write to give more context about information I know that wouldn’t come up in Steve or Eddie’s pov when we get to a certain point of The Things in Life That I Can’t Find

But then I was thinking about all the other related information I have outside of Steve and Eddie’s perspectives and now suddenly I am very close to starting an also multi-chapter fic that takes place in the same world and same time frame that focuses on the Hopper-Byers family side and is possibly just Will’s pov but more likely switching between his and El’s with context on what’s going on with their family and them navigating their dynamic with Will the protective brother but also bitter and jealous of her getting so much attention out of Mike

And the platonic dynamics are what’s making me want to write it, but it would also potentially have El realizing that what she feels for Mike is closer to the way she feels about Will than the way Will feels about Mike with some eventual Byler

And there might eventually be a Ronance one too, but I have to get far enough in the main fic for certain information to come out before I can do that

#Spoilers for future chapters I guess but #Will being her safety blanket while she’s pretending everything’s fine and she’s not terrified to start school and potentially be treated #the same way when she’s able to actually start school and be out of the house is the one shot that started this #But also details before that of how El’s going to end up out of the house before that thanks to Will talking too much about Eddie and #Jonathan complaining about Eddie trying to drag him to see his band and not understanding why while El’s like yeah well at least you get to #go I just have to sit here and here about how great it is and how Max was there and how much fun everyone else is having that leads to #Jonathan talking Hopper into letting him take her just to the Hideaway for one night if he doesn’t let her out of his sight and brings her #right back after (but spoiler alert: Hopper’s showing up there pretending like oh he was going to bring Joyce there #on a date anyway like ten minutes after Jonathan and El and Will show up together anyway and he convinced absolutely no one) #At this rate watch me write a Ronance centered version of it too because I sure know plenty about that side of things too #But I have to wait until after the main fic gets to a certain point so that something can be known before we get their povs #Some burns are going to be slower than others and if I do end up doing Byler it would be the slowest #Jargyle will be the fastest and Argyle hasn’t even shown up yet #Mine

[chryzure-archive]

scenes that made me throw down the book and pace my room like a caged tiger.

#memorie.txt #s.chrysiarchie #i was like ‘WHAT!!!!!! DO NOT DO THIS TO HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!!!!!!!!!’ #currently brainstorming ways chrysi finds out #funny option: archie finds out first and he is like ‘oh… this… makes me embarrassed. since i spent so much time distancing myself frm you bc #i didn’t want to risk a close relationship when i was going to die. meanwhile you were willing to take the plunge despite ur disease.’ #funnier option: chrysi finds out archie’s dying first and she does not say anything hehe :) she jst sits in agony :) #and then she reveals it with ‘let’s play a game. whoever dies first wins.’ and archie thinks she jst says it bc of her dangerous job. #(spoiler alert: neither option is funny) #i also don’t know how clear i’m being rn. my head is KILLING me #but i love the idea of archie’s disease being revealed first #and he has to deal w chrysi being heartbroken over it #archie thinks it’s normal!! the way she’s reacting!! because YEAH she found out the man she loves is dying!! #and i mean. it IS. but chrysi’s also grieving the fact that she’ll STILL die first #and that archie won’t even live long enough to get over her + live a long and happy life #because… he’s dying too…. he’s dying at a slower rate than her but he’s still dying #godddddd THAT hurts. and archie finding out and he’s like ‘WAIT. ACTUALLY THIS FUCKING SUCKS. WHY DO WE BOTH HAVE TO VE DYING.’ #is sad :( don’t think abt it too hard because it hurts so much #i started out this ship as a way for chrysi to be a lesson to archie.. something funny and heartwarming #chrysi teaching the flirt how to love… and now it’s the worst race to the end for both of them #A R G H!!!! IN ANGUISH!!!

[downrightembarassing]

Live look at my excuse for a studio.

#rambles #yo I share way too much on this blog #I’m sorry #in advance #feels like a safe space #don’t mind the penis #my roommate made that #out of hot glue #rough sketch peek #that hopefully I’ll finish #someday #spoiler alert #it’s Bane #big surprise there #this video involves my baby #my sweetheart #the best damn wagon out there #my big yellow bitch #love that damn plane so much

[vespertine-legacy]

Getting trouble-bubbled in pvp (especially after a couple matches with folks whose dicks must have just been too painfully huge) is such a nice feeling

#november plays swtor #also locking the attackers out of even opening the first door in voidstar? #😚👌 #how many times are you gonna send someone over to check if that operative is still guarding the door? #because spoiler alert I am #there was also a jugg kiting the attackers around in between the doors #and he would jump over to help me if I needed it #anyway why is pvp worth so much conquest? #at least the matches aren’t *too* long and the queue was relatively short tonight #but the pub guild is way behind so pvp it was #I guess I could do gsf but shfjsgsjf no I fucking couldn’t who am I kidding

[emirrea]

Mo Dao Zu Shi is great. That's all.

#(spoiler alert: it was in fact not all) #10k words would probably not be enough for me to express how much i love this series #i just finished it #and now i'm both the giggliest bitch in the world but also i'm crying yet again #my brain is short circuiting from all these feels #i can't believe i forgot who lan sizhuan was #i somehow forgot the best son asjdkflslsj #i can't remember if the live action had a similar scene at the end with the wangxian family #but omg it was way too cute in the donghua #posting #em devours media

[pibsboots]

I've always had chronic fatigue. I remember being twelve, and an adult mentioned how I couldn't possibly know how tired they felt because adulthood brought levels of exhaustion I couldn't imagine. I thought about that for days in fear, because I couldn't remember the last time I didn't feel tired.

Eventually I came to terms with the fact that I was just tired, and I couldn't do as many things as everyone else. People called me lazy, and I knew that wasn't true, but there's only so many times you can say "I'm tired" before people think it's an excuse. I don't blame them. When a teenager does 20 hours of extracurriculars every week and only says "I'm too tired" when you ask them to do the dishes, it's natural to think it's an excuse. At some point, I started to think the same thing.

It didn't matter that I could barely sit up. It was probably all in my head, and if I really wanted to, I could do it.

When I learned the name for it, chronic fatigue, I thought wow, people that have that must be miserable, because I am always tired and I cannot imagine what it would feel like if it were worse.

Spoiler alert, if you've been tired for a decade, it's probably chronic fatigue.

Once I figured that out though, I thought of my energy as the same as everyone else's, just smaller in quantity. And that might be true for some people, but I've figured out recently that it absolutely isn't true for me.

I used to be like wow I have so much energy today I can do this whole list for sure! And then I'd do the dishes and have to lay down for 2 hours. Then I'd think I must gave misjudged that, I didn't have as much energy as I thought.

But the thing is - I did have enough energy for more tasks, I just didn't go about them properly.

With chronic fatigue, your maximum energy is obviously much smaller than the average person's. Doing the dishes for you might use up the same percentage of energy that it takes to do all the daily chores for someone else.

If someone without chronic fatigue was to do all the daily chores, they would take breaks. Because otherwise, they're sprinting a marathon for no reason and it would take way more energy than necessary. We have to do the same.

Put the cups in the dishwasher, take a break. Put the bowls in, take a break. So on and so forth. This may mean taking breaks every 2-5 minutes but afterwards, you get to not feel like you've run a marathon while carrying 4 people on your back.

Today, I had a moderate amount of energy. Under my old system of go till you drop, I probably could have done most of the dishes and wiped off the counter and then been dead to the world for the rest of the day.

Under the new system, I scooped litter boxes, cleaned out the fridge, took the trash out, cleaned the stove, and wiped off the counter and did all the dishes. And after all that, I still had it in me to make a simple dinner, unload the dishwasher, and tidy the kitchen.

It was complete and utter insanity. Just because I sat down whenever I felt myself getting more tired than I already was.

All this to say, take fucking breaks. It's time to unlearn the ceaseless productivity bullshit that capitalism has shoved down our throats. Its actively counterproductive. Just sit down. Drink some water. Rest your body when it needs to rest.

There will still be days where there is nothing to do but rest, and days where half a load of dishes is absolutely the most I can do. But this method has really helped me minimize those, which is so incredibly relieving.

#chronic illness #chronic fatigue #chronic pain

[a-little-ray-of-fantasy]

An analysis on how Sir Pentious' character design represents his personality and development perfectly (beware of Hazbin Hotel spoilers)

Let's get this out of the way: Sir Pentious is a snake, an animal mostly known for generally believed negative traits such as poison, deceit and betrayal. We don't know WHY he's in Hell, maybe he was a "snake oil salesman" considering he comes from the Victorian times and he's into hyping up what he does, or maybe he was into war. Thing is, he's a Sinner whose design just scream "Evil".

(BTW, a snake could also represent "fertility": looking at you, Egg Boiz!)

He always had eyes all around him not just because of a stylistic choice.

Sir Pentious always felt like he was watched, and had to watch out for any danger.

"Everyone here is too nice: obviously it must be a lie! I can sense they are planning to kill me, but when?! HOW?! I must be PREPARED!"

Sadly, he's been constantly berated by other demons, far more effective in destruction, status, cruelty and charisma. Alastor won't ever bother to remember him, Cherri always ones up him, and the Vs, the ones he admires to most, won't care less about him.

To the point that Vox sent him as a spy without the intention to save him if things were going to fail. Heck, he even openly tells him to die while calling him a failure.

So of course he's got reasons to have trust issues, or taking everything so seriously, being constantly reminded of what he can't accomplish. So he puts an air of grandure that may be very flamboyant, but is VERY frail.

But, if we have to be frank here, his biggest source of insecurities... is himself.

He has eyes on his tail (his softer, more vulnerable side, which is ironically made even MORE lieable to getting hurt because of how sensitive those organs are), and inside his hood, so he could look out better for danger when on alert mode.

Heck, even the mark on his hood kinda resembles one eye.

Problem is, when you see his hood folded, when he's at ease, neutral or sad, those are not looking at outside sources.

They're looking at him, at his back. A constant stare that happens everytime he lets his guard down and shows how vulnerable he is. A gaze that can sense all of his weakness, his struggles, his insecurities.

And it's all him.

Pentious constantly believes that his inferiority complex will fade away once he'll accomplish something grand that will make others accept him. But he is his biggest critic, his worst enemy: HE is the one who believes he's a failure, that he'll never gain approval from others.

This show takes place in Hell, but this is Sir Pentious' personal Hell: insecurity born out of self hatred. Doomed to feel everyone's gaze upon him, including his own. Believing the danger to his self esteem is from others, when it's really from him.

But then he's accepted at the Hazbin Hotel: Charlie forgives him, he bonds with Angel, Husk and Niffty who don't care a bit about what he's accomplished or not, or what he's done in the past.

He feels more comfortable in showing his vulnerable side, and no one judges him for how easy it is for him to get emotional.

Of course he's still very insecure, considering how he struggles to confess to Cherri, but notice how he stops building machines or planning to attack others as soon as he starts bonding with the others: he doesn't have a reason to destroy or attack, now that he knows he's loved.

And his final design, when he goes to Heaven, shows how much he's changed, yet stayed the same. He may have died a hero, but he's still the same awkward snake we've come to love.

Speaking of love, let's talk about that!

No more eyes on his tail, now it's just on his chest (showing he's opened his heart), his glasses are now heart shaped, and even the markings inside his hood resemble kiss marks more than anything else.

And look: the mark on his hood is now heart shaped!

Why all these hearts? Why did all the eyes disappeared from his body? Even his eyes that were looking at his back?

Simple: love. Love defeated his insecurities and self hatred. He died for love.

He died protecting his friends, his new family, his new home.

He confessed and kissed Cherri knowing full well he wouldn't have made it, and yet he went anyway.

The usually cowardly and timid Pentious actually faced a great danger with courage and determination: he acted selflessly by putting himself in harm's way, he didn't steal (naturally) and by going against Adam he did indeed "stick it to the man"!

He used his weaponry knowhow and battle experience not to conquer, but to save his loved ones.

His only thought up until his demise was: "I'll go down protecting them".

And he's been rewarded not only by becoming an angel, but also being spawned directly in front of Emily and Sera, two Seraphim, the highest rank for an angel to have, who have also been depicted as snakes of fire throughout history! Sir Pentious, the lowly demon considered a failure by everyone, actually has been noticed by the Seraphim! He's come so far!

He's now come to represent the REAL symbolism of a snake: the duality of death and rebirth, transformation and immortality (ironically a reference to the fact he's been around since 1888 without ever dying from any Extermination or blessed weapons).

And isn't so poetic that a snake, the "source of the original evil", was the first sinner to ascend to Heaven? Or that this episode was released on February 1st, or National Serpent Day?

And of course, as the Bible itself says:

"Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends."

(John 15:13)

And knowing him, I'm confident in saying he'll keep helping his friends even in his new position, like the soft hearted noodle he's always been, but was to afraid to show it up until now.

#Vivziepop #Hazbin Hotel #Hazbin Hotel Spoilers #Hazbin Spoilers #Sir Pentious #Fave Character #Comfort Character #Personal Rambles #What a wonderful lovable character he turned out to be 🥲 #Character Analysis

[softgrungeprophet]

whoops 😂😂

(on my latest very nsfw fic)

#looking at the author's note in the light of day that IS very abrupt 😂 sorry 😂 #arghwrites #arghfic #Spoilers I Guess 💀 idk if/when I'll write peter's death cause i'm still figuring some stuff out #technically they both die but it's really really subject to change for flash if i decide to stick with it or not #whether i feel it's a little too sad or too much #there's a lot of heavy stuff in this au so it's not like it's out of place it's just something i'm still working out #the real spoiler alert: i like tragedy but i like happily ever afters #turns out the combo of 20+ years together and peter dying at 49 lets me have both in a way #kind of.... #peter has been flash's rock though and the stress of losing him + the stress of media attention is... a lot #nadia rambles #but i might not write it.... we'll see. rn i'm still setting up for the worst year of peter's life (clone stuff) #peterflash timeline au #came in through the window last night