You Can Tell That Brennan Fucking Loves The Absurdity Of The Normal World And Then Crazy Shit Going In

I don’t know who se was but the image of putting this made me laugh…

Anyways, Fall

I saw this after getting out of the pool, holy fuck

🛟

They be talking about my chain mail, yet I don’t see their asses on the front lines. Where’s all that armor going fuckers

Fall

It’s destiny

I now know how MAWS Lex is gonna go bald

The realization came upon finding out he has the same English VA as him

I miss the old days when we could go into the woods to fight monsters and undiscovered creatures and would be seen as heroes. Now when I do it they say it’s animal cruelty, bitch I go in and challenge a bear in its own language, they know what they’re doing and I never kill them. We lost so much excitement now that we don’t go missing for months and coming back with an unconscious creature with us both covers in wounds.

nowhere else

That’s what I think makes him such a good Superman, they make his fear be his own powers. They make the reason for his abilities, be his essential dread and his wish to be normal makes sense with it too.

MAWS clark has me so devastated actually because he’s so kind, he’s so full of love for earth and all the people who care about him and it’s his biggest fear that he is a weapon. lois and jimmy are scared for him to see the hologram with the other, evil supermans because they just know that it would break him. they know it themselves it’s his worst fear to be a weapon! to be capable of such hurt! gosh, he just wants to save people, that’s all he wants

This is amazing

I had a dream that the king and the queen of a small country had a daughter. They needed a son, a first-born son, so in secret, without telling anyone of their child’s gender, they travelled to the nearby woods that were rumoured to house a witch.

They made a deal with that witch. They wanted a son, and they got one. A son, one made out of clay and wood, flexible enough to grow but sturdy enough to withstand its destined path, enchanted to look like a human child. The witch asked for only one thing, and that was for their daughter.

They left the girl readily.

The witch raised her as her own, and called her Thyme. The princess grew up unknowing of her heritage, grew up calling the witch Mama, and the witch did her very best to earn that title.

She was taught magic, and how to forage in the woods, how to build sturdy wooden structures and how to make the most delicious stews. The girl had a good life, and the witch was pleased.

The girl grew into a woman, and learned more and more powerful magics, grew stronger from hauling wood and stones and animals to cook, grew smarter as the witch taught her more.

She learned to deal with the people in the villages nearby, learned how to brew remedies and medicines and how to treat illness and injury, and learned how to tell when someone was lying. 

Every time the pair went into town, the people would remark at just how similar Thyme was to her mother. 

(Thyme does not know who and what she is. She does not know that she was born a princess, that she was sold. She only knows that one night after her mother read her a story about princesses and dragons, her mother had asked her if she ever wanted to be a princess.)

((Thyme only knows that she very quickly answered no. She likes being a witch, thank you very much, she likes the power that comes with it and the way that she can look at things and know their true nature.))

The witch starts preparing the ritual early, starts collecting the necessities in the winter so they can be ready by the fall equinox. Her daughter helps, and does not ask what this is for, just knows that it is important.

The witch looks at Thyme, both their hands raised into the air over a complicated array of plants, tended carefully to grow into a circle, and says, sorry.

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