Mike Crew: No more than 5′ tall.
Simon Fairchild: “Tiny, pink skeleton of a man.”
So what I’m saying is all Vast avatars are tiny and are compensating by having their huge endless patron.
I have to admit, even if
One; Simon Fairchild is my favourite of the Old Eldritch Horror Man Trio
And two; I'd probably be an avatar of the Vast and at the end of the day I'd be treated just the same;
I'm late for the thursday, but not for the crying.
It's Thursday, you know what that means! *Cries over a podcast that ended weeks ago*
I'm at my third? Fifth? (I actually lost count) Ricky Montgomery song, and I'm pretty sure this playlist will follow this up with some good old:
Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths
Ship in a Bottle by fin
Liar by The Arcadian Wild
Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng
As the World Caves In and Less and Less by Matt Maltese
A couple of dodie songs
A pinch of Lincoln
A handful of Mother Mother
Basically the entirety of Mitski's discography
I'm doing great.
Other than that, I'm great.
I have decided that one of my favorite things about the Magnus Archives is that the one of the only unsexualized monsters or creatures (whether by the fandom or in the show) is the Vampires. I've literally never seen anything even mentioning them in a sexual or even romantic light. We were all collectively like "hnngnh seggsy hallway wife and husband 🥵♥️😳 werewolf cop lady step on me 🖐️😩 clown wife pls take my skin 🤪♥️🤡 oh vampire cool ig🙄 Where is my eyeball dilf at 👁️👁️🥵😍 prentiss🐛worm🐛me🐛pls 🥺🥺♥️"
It is Wednesday, my TMA dudes...
AHHHHHHH-
✨Where the fuck✨
are all the Buggy D Clown self shippers???
Give me a fic where Garp does his damnest to find a photo of Ace’s mother to give it to him for his birthday. Give me a fic where Ace goes to Baterilla and finds an old midwife who remembers his mother and quietly talks about her will to keep her son safe. Give me a fic where an old man with a flower on his head would sometimes visit the South Blue to keep an eye on his late captain’s beloved and son. Give me a fic where Buggy challenges all pirate-hopefuls attempting to go to the Grand Line and stopping short when he sees Ace’s freckles and eyes.
Give me a fic where he pulls him aside and asks his name, and breaks down crying as he hugs him and chants underneath his breath, “You’re alive, you’re here, you’re alive.” Give me a fic where it’s Buggy that tells him about the Roger Pirates, about his fool of a captain, about his longsuffering first mate, of his annoying fellow cabin boy, and of his captain’s lover with a red hibiscus on her hair always. Give me a fic where Shanks fights the urge to hug Ace and wrap him up with his cloak the moment he sees him in the cold. Give me a fic where Ace shyly asks stories of his mother, but doesn’t hate his father as much as he did before.
Give me a fic where Rayleigh gets up from his seat and swims all the way to Marineford, because he’ll be damned to just watch and have another loved one (although Ace doesn’t know him) die when he can do something. Give me a fic where Buggy swoops in to carry Ace and Luffy somewhere far away from the war, all the while screeching at his Vice-Captain, “What took you so long!?” and mentally willing Shanks to show the fuck up already. Give me a fic where Ace is watching all the people who love him battle in the war and win, because he’s safe and in the Moby with his brother crying all over him and wrapped twice around his torso.
Give me a fic where Rayleigh, Buggy and Shanks stand off in the middle of the battlefield, all hackles raised and weapons and fists glinting black with haki. Give me a fic where the entire world trembles in anticipation for the upcoming clash, where Whitebeard gurarara’s with unbridled glee, where Sengoku feels fear, and where Garp grins with reckless abandon for everyone to see. Give me a fic where Law has to treat two human patients with the Dark King waiting in his submarine. Give me a fic where Buggy and Shanks argue while waiting for them to wake up. Give me a fic where Ace wakes up to dozens of happy faces smiling down at him, filled with joy upon seeing him awake.
Give me a fic where Crocus speeds towards them in Amazon Lily, hoping beyond hope that Ace didn’t get his father’s illness. Give me a fic where everything hurts but will be alright, where there are as much as tears as there are to peals of laughter. Give me a fic where everyone hugs Ace and ruffles his hair and claps his back and welcomes him with open arms.
Give me a fic where a flock of crows suddenly circle above them and a blonde man with a top hat comes flying down with the face of a brother thought lost and tears in his eyes. Give me a fic where the ASL become whole once more and are reunited without one of them never having the chanceto know the other was actually alive. Give me a fic where Garp comes weeks later and engulfs his grandsons in a hug and nearly burns his coat of justice in the pit, only to be stopped by Luffy who grins at him like he’s never known pain and forgives him wholly.
Give me a motherfucking fic where Ace gets what he deserves. Or I’ll write it myself.
So, I hate Elias Bouchard with a burning passion. He hurt poor Melanie, he hurt poor Martin, light of my life, committed multiple MURDERS (even if Leitner kinda deserved it, the rest PROBABLY DIDN'T), and overall, traumatized the entire cast just by existing.
Imagine my joy to hear him getting beaten at the end of season 3.
As many of my friends say: "Better than an orgasm."
"Um, Jonny...your D'Ville is showing."
RQGG 2017
47:40 - “Which elder god do you identify with the most?”
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