are you five nights at fucking kidding me
joking that an adult character who acts childish doesnt know what sex is will never be as funny as saying the same thing about a big tough murderman videogame protag
Jergal, the scribe of the dead, the archivist—this three fates motherfucker who refuses to elaborate on personal questions but waxes philosophical about your adventure, protects you, ensures your success, brings you back into the fray, puts you back on your feet, helps you mold yourself into whatever you want to be, this strange reverse-psychopomp—is the only god who did not reject Astarion.
Astarion, a finicky undead who went to law school once upon a time who is never seen at camp without a book in his hands. Astarion who passes more perception and insight checks than anyone else in my games. Astarion with his mediocre Charisma stat but higher than average Intelligence stat. Astarion who ONE HUNDRED PERCENT probably put together who Old Man Withers was but just shrugged like "I got other shit going on and I'm not about to kick a skeleton out of the closet."
I want Old Man Withers as Astarion's Grampa Figure. Astarion CALLING Withers an elvish equivalent of "Gramps". (U'osi/U'osu?? That's so cute wtf)
a crumb of demo thoughts perhaps
Demo is like the one of the handful of tf2 characters that I will let myself psychoanalyze without feeling like I’m going too insane for doing it. His birth parents gave him up. He was adopted. He blew up his adoptive parents. His birth parents showed up and said “psyche we see now that you have talent and use we’ll take you back now”. He works to meet literal impossible standards. He’s an alcoholic. He loves his friends. He loves his friends so much. Ok? Ok. It’s just so much. (also there’s the wizard thing. Also the identity issues. the cyclops complex.) like brother if I grew up like that I would day drink and blow things up too! Good fucking god!
idk also just sort of thinking how he’s kind of the most outwardly nice and friendly merc, at least as far as the official comics are concerned. He makes sure to assure soldier that he’ll recognize him in disguise, he’s the one to grab onto sniper after he’s shot, he’s got the big dumb smile in the “we’re team fortress, and you’re DEAD” lineup. I don’t even know where I’m GOING with any of this. I’m just sort of fascinated by him. He’s a guy with so much going on and he’s dealing with it but no he’s not (alcoholic) but yes he is (cares for his friends) but no he’s not (hinged his happiness on his one job he cared about and crumbled after he lost it) but also yes he is (gestures fucking wildly)
April, discovering an entire Hidden City beneath NYC and going up against a fish-man making, warring warrior scientist:
the musical is weird!! so. fucking. weird. but, instead of dwelling on that and criticizing it, everyone...embraces it. space age bachelor man is beloved. no one hates on this song is awesome's autotune. the quotes are repeated over and over. we all love it despite its weirdness!! and thats a good thing!!
instead of being quick to villainize ocean's every move like fandoms tend to do with female characters who have even a hint of flaw, ocean's an understood character by this fandom! of course, some of what she said is inexcusable (stop trying to excuse some of the things she said abt ricky omg wtf), but we can understand why she acts like she does!! that's very important in a fandom!!
no one messes with noel ok. no one babies him. he is gay. he is a poet. he is emo. and no one tries to femboy him up and make him too soft for his own good. everyone treats him seriously. fandoms could learn from that with their queer characters.
best of all? we haven't gone toxic yet. everyone respects each other's opinion. oh, you think talia doesnt actually exist? hm, ok! oh, you think noel is transfem? awesome! i think he's trans, too! you ship ocean and constance? that's adorable! you believe jane has autism? that's really cool!! etc etc. nothing has gone sour at all. no arguments or drama. we all love this gay little dead kid musical. by being so accepting, we are opening the doors and helping manifest the better tumblr fandoms of tomorrow. keep doing what you do, guys! <3
i'll add more if i think of any.
Girls will be boys
Boys will be girls
Fascists will 💖 be shot💖
“he was cold, he was calculating, he never told me he loved me, he never even told me he liked me.”
And in this moment, everything about tony clicks into place. Because he is not cold, he is on fire. He wears his heart on his sleeve along with his intentions, he lets people in on his secrets before he lets himself in on them.
He tells people he loves them but it’s not in words, it’s not in something so empty, it’s in creating a world that they can live in. Its building them a suit of armour. He likes people, he loves them, he wants them safe and so he makes their home safe, as much as he's able to.
He is so desperate to be anything but his father that he becomes flamboyantly open, about everything. About his address. about his identity. About his affection, about his pride, about his uncertainty, about his self, about his fear. always about his fear. he wears it on his sleeve and in his chest and in his eyes and in his hands.
His father was cold and calculating. Tony is a burning fire and irrational and unpredictable to the point of being unrecruitable to the avengers initiative.
His father was cold, and calculating, and popular, and unaffectionate. Tony is not his father.