So Hob Is Immortal Because Death Promised Her Little Brother Not To Take Him. But That Doesn't Explain

oh, I think you fucked me up, i think you figured out how to crack me down, how to cut me down i see you smiling now, oh, the power you hold beautiful control, beautiful control

the world was not meant for beauty like this - a captive prince playlist -

listen to it here ♥ 

but but Kandreil?

4th February 2019

Kerejean is the superior Kevin ship, no I don’t take criticism of any kind, I’m right.

cooldown sketch ft the Stinky

(y/n), (y/n), (y/n), (y/n)

I'm begging of you please don't take my man

seriously thinking about an au where padmé haunts vader. like literally, her ghost is tethered to him and she follows him around but he ignores her because he assumes she's just a manifestation of his guilt for believing that he killed her (she tries to tell him he didn't, he doesn't listen. to him she's not real and she's just telling him what he wants to hear, that it wasn't completely his fault).

padmé having to watch him torture his own daughter on the death star. and no matter how much she screams at him to stop her words don't even reach him because he's blocking her out entirely. because in his mind her ghost is nothing more than a hallucination.

(maybe even have shmi follow him too. but again, he only thinks he's imagining it because to this day he still feels guilty that he couldn't save her).

and after he kills obi-wan, maybe he appears too. so now vader has the ghost of his mother, his wife and his brother constantly following him around, he tunes out most of what they try and say to him, that is until he finds out about luke.......

bonus. BONUS. if luke and leia can see the ghosts. leia briefly seeing the faint outline of padmé's form before the droid injects her. luke seeing both obi-wan and padmé at vader's sides looking at him sorrowfully when he jumps in cloud city after the duel.

or at the start padmé could just outright tell him “you have twins” and the entire franchise after that is obi-wan's ghost sitting there, head in his hands while vader is STILL having a breakdown after the news.

the most insane double casting i’ve heard of is ophelia and horatio being played by the same actress. the implications of that drive me crazy

We’re painted red to fit right in

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Why 666k? Because it's funny and impossible so good fucking luck

Things That Never Happened in History Class

1.  Professor Gadling's History 101

"... and so you see, Nan Boleyn was no 'femme fatale' homewrecking the happy Tudor household and leading the 'good' King Henry astray..."

There were snickers in the room.

"... though it makes for some pretty good stories, aye?  Always love me a good bodice-ripper or that Jonathan Rhys-Meyers on the telly.  He's a dish, that one."  Professor Gadling leaned a bit forward, a naughty gleam in his eyes.  "Though, the real King Henry was a looker when he was younger.  Looked a bit like our Prince Harry, now that I think about it."  

More laughter.  Which was typical in Professor Gadling's classes.  Iggy Pop - really, that was his name and yes, his parents loved him dearly - said, "Like, the dude's got a way with bringing all that historical stuff to life.  Like he was totally there.  Totally awesome, dude."

Iggy also had some of the best grades in the class, California surfer animated Pixar turtle accent and all.  But the observation was accurate.  

And it was also one of the reasons why Professor Gadling's history classes were booked solid every semester.

2.  Nevermore

Sometimes, there was a raven on Professor Gadling's shoulder.  

The first time he appeared, he was perched all nice and comfy on the professor's shoulder, looking as calm as you please, fixing the class with his beady black clever eyes.  

The Professor sighed.  "No, he's not me familiar.  He's babysitting."

"You mean, YOU'RE babysitting him, right, Professor?"

The raven squawked in protest.  Professor Gadling rolled his eyes.  "He's the one doing the babysitting.  I try not to pick arguments with ravens, you see.  Terribly bad idea."

"Nevermore," said the raven clearly and drolly.  

The class eventually learned the raven's name was Matthew.

3.  There can be only one

There was a persistent rumor that someone once confronted Professor Gadling with an honest-to-God actual sword.  

It happened in that secluded alleyway created by the old library and the faculty building, or so the story went.  

The Professor, in atypical fashion, went, "Nope."

"There can be only one!" declared the sword-wielder, raising his weapon.

"Nope, I'm NOT that kind of immortal.  You don't get to take my head, there's not going to be any ruddy lightning quick-thing whatever it is you lot call it.  I'm not the droid you're looking for.  Go off with you."

Apparently, Matthew the Raven helped drive whoever it was away - aside from the fact that the Professor was actually pretty good in a fight.  

"Ugh, Pierson owes me THREE pints for this!"

4.    Shakespeare In Love

There was a rule that got passed down from class to class.  

For sheer unadulterated entertainment, get Professor Gadling to rant about William Shakespeare.  Oh, he wasn't one of those who posited that the Bard never wrote his plays.  Far from it.  

He just absolutely had Very Specific Opinions about the man.  And they were Loud, Pointed and absolutely Hilarious.  

This was also good for distracting the Professor long enough to get out of any last minute homework or suprise quizzes.  There was hell to pay during the next class, but it was well worth it.  

"You are too harsh on dear William, sir," said the snow-pale young man in black, with the messy, rumpled hair.  

The class wasn't sure how he suddenly appeared in their midst, although it felt like he'd always been there.  He looked perfectly grave, absolutely serious... except for the glint of mischief in his odd dark blue eyes.

The professor crossed his arms over his chest, looking sourly at him.  "He was a ruddy hack.  Got a bit lucky, I'd say."

The pale young man smiled faintly.  "He had a true gift that just needed a little bit of nudging."

A scoff.  "Sure.  Exchanged his soul for artistic immortality, Faustian bargains, deals with the Devil."

"No."  The smile was still there and it was mesmerizing to see, as if this wasn't a man given much to that expression.  "Just two plays, commissioned to order.  What need have I for men's souls?"

"Hmph."

"Jealousy does not become you, Hob Gadling."

"Oi!"

"Uh... Professor, should we leave you two alone now?  Like, this whole lover's quarrel UST thing you've got going is kinda cute, but we really don't wanna be around for the kiss-and-make-up part!"

Of course, it was Iggy Pop who just had to ruin what seemed to be the most interesting moment that had happened so far in Professor Gadling's history classes.  

Someone raised a hand.  "I don't mind being around for the kiss-and-make-up part!"

The class would later learn that the young man's name was apparently "Murphy."  

He was also Matthew's "boss."  

Any kissing and making up supposedly took place at that New Inn down the road, which also served, among other things, a delicious shepherd's pie.

- end -

NOTE: Yes, I did a Highlander reference. I couldn't resist.