anonymous asked:

I just have this love for like accounting professor!cas who is confident in himself and all his students just adore him to the point that when his old trench coat wore out, they bought him a new one as a birthday gift. And then maybe like either new mythology (or something like that haha) professor!dean who drives the slick black muscle car that grabbed everyone's attention and has freckles and vibrant green eyes. He's instantly loved by everyone - including Cas. Ughhh. So many feels.

mythology!professor Dean would be a badass, probably has quotes from some of his favorite classic mythos books tattooed on his back, and thighs, and arms, and Cas figured that he’d never be interested in a fucking accounting professor who wears the same jacket every day and can’t see a thing without glasses

But of course, Dean prooves Cas wrong when he asks Cas out for dinner, and instead of taking him to a restaraunt, takes him out of the city in his car and sets up a picnic on the hood, overlooking a beautiful little valley

Are Batman Cannon Characters Safe in Gotham?

Are Batman Cannon Characters Safe in Gotham?

James Gordon, Harvey Bullock, Oswald Cobblepot, Harvey Dent: these characters may be cannon in the Batman mythos, but none are safe from death in Gotham.

Fret not DC Comics fans. In an interview with Entertainment Weekly, showrunner Bruno Heller assured that while he may have the power to kill off any character of his choosing, at the moment, it doesn’t seem likely that fans will be saying…

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mickthethorpe asked:

Is it me or is Carmine Falcone overrated as a Gotham crime lord? I mean I definitely find other crime leaders like Black Mask or even Penguin much cooler

I hear ya on being drawn towards the more theatrical characters. Some of them, like Black Mask and Joker, just seem to ooze effortless coolness (ew that sentence is kinda gross but you get what I mean). Even Penguin, while perhaps not quite physical intimidating, has a pretty suave, gentlemanly demeanor and definitely isn’t someone you want to fuck with.

However, in defense of the un-costumed, I will say that their presence does bring a necessary balance to the Batman universe. As much as I love love love how over-the-top Batman’s world can be sometimes, I also enjoy when it’s more muted and realistic. I think characters like Maroni and Falcone have an important place in the Batman mythos and work perfectly in media like Gotham and The Long Halloween.

anonymous asked:

What /would/ Superman's classpect be? (Obvs Batman is a Knight of Void)

Oh man, I honestly have no idea. I know like… the general gist of Superman? But I don’t read comics and I haven’t even seen any Superman movies, so I don’t feel like I’m qualified. 

Maybe with the whole ‘I inherited these powers from my alien parents but I learned humanity from my adoptive parents’ Heir would fit… IDK, though. Perhaps Heir of Light since he’s solar powered, right?

(Can you tell I know basically nothing about the Superman mythos?)

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A thing I have noticed when prancing around tumblr in my endeavor to find more Anubisans, is some have a different opinion on his personality than what I have.  I felt compelled to give my two scents and send it into the world, because, why the hell not?

Something that has been bothering me the most about what people see Anubis as, is a very sexual ladies man.  This is something I disagree with.

I have found in my relationship and study of Anubis over the years that that personality trait hasn’t appeared to me.  I have never seen him as a type that “loved the ladies” or even womanized them.  I don’t believe he is that type of god.  For one, I haven’t seen it in any mythos or text about Anubis that he ever approached women so vehemently, and he never approached me that way either.

Honestly, I believe Anubis to be more focused on the heart of a person, and not their gender or physique.  He doesn’t care if you’re skinny, fat, short, tall, ugly or pretty.  I don’t even believe he cares if you’re male or female.  He is the weigher of hearts after all, so his main focus would be on the soul and personality of a person.

I’m not saying I don’t think he ever has sex with his followers, because that is the personal relationship he has with them.  I just don’t think he has a preference, nor does he go out of his way to find women and harass them.  

However, and this is a little upg, I do think he can be arrogant.  I see him as the type that when he has a follower, he wants to mark them as his, and he has an exceptional amount of confidence in his skill and power (though that really hasn’t been proven wrong so… lol).  When I started working with him one on one, he wanted me to wear my cartouche every day, to show others (whether people or gods alike) that I belonged to him. I see him as very loyal and protective of his followers.  I believe he prefers they mark themselves, whether it be wearing some kind of jewelry like my cartouche necklace, or a tattoo of his jackal form.  That has been my experience with him.

phoebedl asked:

so wait dichotomization of platonic vs romantic love is totally socially constructed?

yeah kind of?  like the word “romantic” is so culturally specific.  it comes from a particular convention of courtly love that was invented in the middle ages/renaissance? (kate probably knows about this), and then warped and fetishized through the rosy lenses of the 19th century.  it’s kind of part of heteronormativity!  like, a mythos of what love between men and women should be like.  i never really felt any connection to like romantic cliches i saw in movies, and i sort of kept waiting to reach an age where i would and it never happened?  and i’m not sure if that’s because (a) i just ~haven’t found love yet~ (b) there’s something innate about me that makes me able to experience “platonic affection” but not romantic or (c) those cliches are made up and no one really experiences them the way they’re supposed to! or like, i’m sure people do experience them but the distinction between the types of expression of affection that are allowed in “friendship” and the ones that are allowed in romantic relationships seems very unstable to me.  i’m also thinking about this in the context of some reading about classical ‘homosexuality’ that i’ve been doing:

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so it seems like this distinction is culturally specific? and for that reason it seems weird to me to label people according to their ability or desire to participate in it.  i mean i guess you could say a similar thing about sexual orientation, but at least sex is something that exists universally across cultures, whereas our own specific understandings of romance and friendship do not.

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Hannibal AU
↳ Hannibal Lecter as Hades, God of the Underworld

"You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
Sooner or later God’ll cut you down
Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell ‘em that God’s gonna cut ‘em down”

"There was a great comic book called Mythos that was the closest version to the story we’re telling. The artwork was beautiful — it looked almost like it was all watercolor. That’s what I kept by my side while we were filming. I did a bunch of research independently of the film script and just tried to soak up some knowledge of the comic-book world, because we’re making this movie for the comic-book fans."

(My character, Cyril, is a Warlock who is very enthusiastic about his patron, Cthulhu to the point of worshiping it as a god.)

DM: You wake up as your tents are smashed to pieces and are roughly tied up by the cultists of the Shadow.

Cyril the Warlock: Why hello there, would you like to talk about our lord and savior Cthulhu? 

Cultist: Be silent, infidel filth!

Cyril: Never! CTHULHU CTHULHU CTHULHU!!

(This goes on for a while and the rest of my party joins in as well. We are all shouting Cthulhu until finally we are all gagged with cloth. A few moments pass before I start laughing uncontrollably.)

Cyril (OOC): I just remembered I have telepathy. I want to continue screaming praise for my patron the Great Cthulhu in their minds. But I want it to sound exactly how a god would sound. *succeeds Performance check*

And that’s how I convinced an entire party of cultists to be terrified of the power of Cthulhu. 

When Hades decided he loved this girl
he built for her a duplicate of earth,
everything the same, down to the meadow,
but with a bed added.

Everything the same, including sunlight,
because it would be hard on a young girl
to go so quickly from bright light to utter darkness

Gradually, he thought, he’d introduce the night,
first as the shadows of fluttering leaves.
Then moon, then stars. Then no moon, no stars.
Let Persephone get used to it slowly.
In the end, he thought, she’d find it comforting.

A replica of earth
except there was love here.
Doesn’t everyone want love?

He waited many years,
building a world, watching
Persephone in the meadow.
Persephone, a smeller, a taster.
If you have one appetite, he thought,
you have them all.

Doesn’t everyone want to feel in the night
the beloved body, compass, polestar,
to hear the quiet breathing that says
I am alive, that means also
you are alive, because you hear me,
you are here with me. And when one turns,
the other turns—

That’s what he felt, the lord of darkness,
looking at the world he had
constructed for Persephone. It never crossed his mind
that there’d be no more smelling here,
certainly no more eating.

Guilt? Terror? The fear of love?
These things he couldn’t imagine;
no lover ever imagines them.

He dreams, he wonders what to call this place.
First he thinks: The New Hell. Then: The Garden.
In the end, he decides to name it
Persephone’s Girlhood.

A soft light rising above the level meadow,
behind the bed. He takes her in his arms.
He wants to say I love you, nothing can hurt you

but he thinks
this is a lie, so he says in the end
you’re dead, nothing can hurt you
which seems to him
a more promising beginning, more true.

—  Lousie Glück, A Myth of Devotion

fxgiens is missed

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     On a fair morning, Lillian Tyler’s nest is marvelously remote from the rest of the world. Kam noses the window dew as she watches, waits, and listens. If she is not by the angel’s side, she is here, tracing nonsense against the glass. Theirs is a deceptive kind of quiet that is not so quiet at all. Perfectly still, she lets a distant energy stand her fur on end; she soldiers to attention with no war to be won.
     The letter lay unopened long after Kam retrieved it, after she yipped so joyously that she risked stirring Lilli awake. Oser lives in its text. His is a scent that masks gunpowder and smoke. Where he had only seemed to linger in fabrics, in the air, on a cold draft, she feels him near, and he is warm like the sun.
     Deftly taking the paper in her teeth, Kam pads towards the bedroom. She nudges the sleeping angel’s hand, outwardly composed, burning with hope. 

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Hannibal AU
↳ Will Graham as Persephone, Queen of the Underworld

"Seems that I have been held,
in some dreaming state
A tourist in the waking world,
never quite awake
No kiss, no gentle word
could wake me from this slumber
Until I realised that it was you who held me under
Felt it in my fists, in my feet,
in the hollows of my eyelids
Shaking through my skull,
through my spine and down through my ribs”