Allos Will Never Understand The Heartbreak And The Pain Of Loving "too Much" For Friendship But "not

(relistening to the Castle before i head into the newest episode)

I love how, despite being deeply ill, coughing up blood on occasion and probably running a fever enough for his brain to start frying, Arthur STILL has his priorities on Detectiving TM, even though John is right there, and John asked him, multiple times, to take it easy for now, and Arthur Agreed that he will rely on John more than ever,

and Arthur still picks a fight with a man thrice his bodyweight And Detectives on through his cooking brain.

in awe of this man, as always.

My wife (ao3) lying in her hospital bed (down for maintenance) as I hold her hand lovingly, waiting for the moment she wakes again (waiting for ao3 to go back up).

me when the character has a uniquely fucked mindset. me when the character's fundamental views of how the world works lead to them being hurt and/or hurting others and not seeing the problem with this. me when the character is a little freak who does weird shit because their beliefs, inspired entirely by their environment, are fuckeddddd

today is the only day you can reblog this

Never getting over how basically all the comments on a reuploaded Pin of Michael meeting Captain Foxy are literally just calling him autistic

HONESTLY THATS SO REAL THOUGH

If John and Arthur ever separated, I don't think they would ever be able to live without each other. The amount of codependency in their relationship is too much any human or now human to bear.

I see two possible outcomes, either way, one of them cracks and acts up on their desire to become whole again.

1: If John loses his mind first.

When he gets his new body and has already learned coordinating it, (it would take so much time and physical and emotional effort to do so, but that's another story) he would feel too alone even lost. His entire existence as we know now was with Arthur, at least in the human world. He was so afraid to go back to the dark world, he couldn't bear to be alone again. He couldn't hear Arthur's thoughts, nor could Arthur need his assistance anymore. He would be completely on his own. This is enough in itself to go mental, but what if he would feel so alone that he would see the only option to became happy as going back. But there is no going back. He would find a way: cutting open his soulmate's body and getting into him. Once again they'll be whole, and he would be inside him as he should.

2: Arthur looses is first.

When John gets a body, Arthur has to learn to be on his own again, either blind or with eyesight he would lose his guide. Even if he can see again, the world is not the same as John described it, it's different and less colorful.  If he can see again, he will see how much damage their adventure done to his body. He is half the man he was before, and no one ever in the whole world could see him and know what he feels other than John. His emotional support is gone, but that was the only thing that got his self-esteem going. He tried, or was on the edge of killing himself before, but now he is too close. He can't even bear to see John, with his new body; no scars, no damage. Not only that, but he had to go through so much, and only he stayed the same? He needs John back, but with a body he needs to put it back someway.

He eats him. Every little piece of him. The hair, the bones. Nothing can leave from him, so they can go back to normal, no John's body, he is John's body, and he is inside of him again.

so are they gonna meet just past the mound of dead horses in the dark world or what guys amirite

I just love Kayne sm 🕺 Arthur- @ruksanada

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so embarrassing to get obsessed with your own oc but it doesn't fuel you creatively or motivate you at all you just sort of sit there. like yeah I've been thinking a lot about blorbo from my mind. no images of them exist in the world and they have maybe 3 personality traits so far. I would rather die than attempt to write about them. I've spent the last 48 hours rotating them in my brain though

i really wonder what Julius Caesar would think of a bunch of neurodivergent rats huddled in a circle chanting ides of march ides of march ides of march and then cheering loudly on the 2067th anniversary of his assassination?

like would he cry?