Charles, my dear, as someone with a PHD in psychology, you know very well that this is anything but a therapeutic exercise...
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Charles, my dear, as someone with a PHD in psychology, you know very well that this is anything but a therapeutic exercise...

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Apocalypse thought Charles roasted him badly but he isnt ready for Rogue after she finds out what he did to Gambit
He didn't flinche. He didn't cower.
He was ready to die here. He wanted to die here.
Oh... but why didn't he?
Why couldn't he just die here?
You can see the true disappointment in his eyes.
Just finished this episode. I'm dead
The show is soooo playing with Wicca rules I love it. Like the golem, the edd and blood spells, the rituals... I know it might sound weird but I love how great of a Wicca show it is. It's not really Whimsy, it's rageful and scary and soooo right. And I love that the writers know what they're playing with. They don't make up rules. They're playing with multicultural magic rules and if you watch the show from the start again it makes so much sense

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Boyd, season 1-3: Be very careful! Stay in your homes, don't interact with weird things!! Protect yourselves!!!
Boyd, season 4: Sure, build your own monster out of clay, eat the mushrooms, drink the blood. I don't give a shit. Nothing else is working, let's shake it up a bit.
me trying to explain that I'm watching David Tennant in Shakespeare because he is considered to be one of the best Shakespearian actors working and NOT for horny reasons
David Tennant in Shakespeare plays:
been hearin' a lot of " sorry forgot about you"s lately. I wonder what that means.
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Same Man different timelines tbh...
Re watching charmed and gurrllll... I need a spin off from all the bounty Demon fightings Cole was doing off the screen.
Thank you Julian McMahon ❤️
No one could have played Cole as well as he did 🤍
Challenge for Shakespearean men (level impossible): believe your wife over some random dude/your own intrusive thoughts.
This happened at least FOUR fucking times!
We stan Macbeth and Benedick in this house. They would never.
I really think there should be a Grimm × Whitechapel cross over where Kent is Wessen.

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Why are my ao3 tags so quiet? Where are my people?
At first glance, she seemed almost invisible , hunched, round-shouldered, skin the dull grey of old scars. Her hair hung limp against her face; in the dim light, the iron ring piercing her cheek glinted like a mournful star.
But the room changed around her.
The air thickened, like wet cloth pressed to the mouth. The shadows deepened into pools of something that felt alive, and for a heartbeat Edwin felt the same leaden pull he had felt in Hell; a gravity of despair, slow and relentless.
His throat closed. His pen dropped, spattering ink across the statement.
“You...” he rasped, voice cracking like dry parchment.
Despair of the Endless watched him. Her gaze wasn’t cruel; it wasn’t anything. It was like looking into a still, black pond that reflected only your worst thoughts.
“I was…” Her voice was soft, toneless as falling ash. “Thinking of a friend.”
A little sneak peek at what I've been working on recently; "Despair's Friend".
Finger's crossed it'll be up and about soon.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/68854706
There you go. All done and posted