the fact that im not feeding a vampire’s primal bloodlust right now is really unsexy of me
Hey, Thanos, your plan is to genocide exactly half of intelligent life in the universe so that they can all thrive and live in happiness and prosperity, right?
Yeah, I thought so.
But there’s someone who went against your plan and betrayed your ideals from the very beginning, someone very, very close to you. It ain’t the Avengers. It certainly ain’t your stepdaughters. Wanna know who it is?
Yes, you. You went against your own plan from its very beginning. What? You don’t think so? Then I guess I’ll have to introduce - or reintroduce - you to a mutual acquaintance.
This is Eitri the Dwarf, King of Nidavellir. Not that he can be king anymore, what with you killing all his subjects and mangling his hands.
Eitri here can tell us more about the real you in ten minutes than you can in your entire effing screentime. Just listen to him talk to Thor.
“Three hundred Dwarves lived on this ring. I thought if I did what he asked, they’d be safe. I made what he wanted: a device capable of harnessing the power of the stones. And he killed everyone anyway. All except me. ‘Your life is yours’, he said. 'But your hands… Your hands are mine alone.’ ”
There were three hundred Dwarves on Nidavellir. After you left, only one remains. If you even had an inkling of determination to follow your plan, you would have left 150 of them alive, but you didn’t. Maybe you think 300÷2=1, in which case you need to get some basic fucking math education. Or maybe you were scared that they would make another weapon, one that could (gasp) even kill you! Because why wouldn’t they want to kill you when you finish slaughtering half of them? Then you ruined Eitri’s hands so even he couldn’t build another mighty weapon. Because you were scared of them. You were scared of their retribution.
Oh, and another thing. Look behind Eitri. Notice how it’s completely dark? That’s because you extinguished the Forge - the instrument of the Dwarves’ work and pretty much the reason of their existence - just so you could be sure nobody could ever wield a weapon as mighty as yours and challenge you.
This is why you are the greatest betrayer of your own plan, Thanos. You went against your own ideals the moment you killed the 151th Dwarf. Not only did you kill much more than half of the Dwarves, you destroyed their way of life and ensured that they would never thrive again. I’ve mentioned earlier that you lied to your stepdaughter about her home planet, but you also lied to yourself. Your 'plan’ was never a real thing, just a mask to hide your true intentions of becoming the most powerful being in the universe. You see yourself as a revolutionary, but you’re not even close to being one. You’re a maniac. That’s all you are: a genocidal maniac, and nothing more.
I care about you. Just so you know.
Please do not abuse the anon function to say kind things to me.
Anon is for hurling abuse, insults and degrading remarks about my anatomy. By saying kind things you have revealed that you are in fact a plant, bot or fake account from which I have sent this message to myself to make me feel better.
Tim: [staring intensely at Billy Batson]
Billy:.....
Billy: What?
Tim [....]: We're gonna adopt you.
Billy: What?!
Dick:.....
Dick: I'm sorry, Billy. Tim can be a little much at times. Especially when he hasn't gotten enough sleep.
Billy: Oh, yeah. No worries.
Dick [smiling wide and friendly]: What he meant to say is that our dad is going to adopt you, and you will become our newest brother!
Billy: [taking several steps back]
Billy: I.....what!
Jason: Oh my God. Why are you lunatics like this! Just *sighs exasperated* they shouldn't have told you anything.
Billy: No, that's....fine. I'm just going to---
Jason: Now you'll be so much harder to kidnap.
Billy: SHAZAM!
"if you have learned anything about me..."
My guy... you do not shut up, I can't not learn about you although it is all against my will
idk if this is a young fan thing or new fandom culture but some of yall think fics are abandoned way too quickly. a few months or a year or two is not unusual to go without a fic update. sometimes fics take longer to write, other times writers have rl events, or maybe there's multiple fics and one gets more priority. there are tons of reasons for fics not to be updated every week or every month. it also isn't uncommon for people to come back and update fics after a number of years—ive read updates that took five, or ten years. people's lives change, but they still want to tell their stories. personally, i never consider a fic abandoned unless the author has said so; though if it's been a few years i manage my expectations. but a last update being a year ago is... generally not a sign that a writer has abandoned their fic
So when I'm backstage for the show I'm working on, there's this stage hand that always stands in peripheral as I refuse to look at him and stubbornly stare at the floor, hoping against hope that he'll get the hint and go away
but no, if I don't acknowledge him for long enough he'll just put up a fist and I have to give him a fist bump like I wasn't just blatantly ignoring him
I was talking to my friend, having a conversation about god, and I mentioned how I'm not sure I believe in God because how would he let the things that happen happen. Then my friend said "so if there's a god, he would be an unfair god"
I... I had never thought of that before
it had never occurred to me, who was raised mormon, that a God could be anything less than perfect in every way
...anyway, gonna go re-think my entire perspective on life
You have no idea how often I've thought about this concept/art of angels and demons since seeing this post
i don’t know what’s cooler tbh:
Demon horns being broken halos from when they were angels.
Demons willingly grow their own halos, but never complete the circle to symbolize their rebellion against heaven’s strict order.
oh? if i'm an *evil* wizard then why does the king let me skulk around the throne offering bad advice unimpeded?