#but yeah this is kit for sure

[wikitpowers]

kit: i was put on this earth for one purpose only

kit: to worship the ground ty walks on

idea taken from this post <3

[bombshellsandbluebells]

Minor detail I absolutely love is that after Sam and Jamie make up after the Dubai Air protest, they’re constantly next to each other or grabbing onto each other.

Other fun moments:

Jamie snapping for Sam after he talks about his favorite romcom actress.

Mid-game high fives.

How dare you interrupt my best friend’s special haircut moment.

Sam putting himself in front of Jamie so he doesn’t get hit after picking a fight with the other team.

And, of course, my favorite:

Jamie waiting for Sam so they can leave practice together.

They’re best friends, your honor.

Also, I get the sense that Jamie hasn’t really had a lot of close friends so as soon as Sam forgives him and they become friends, he gets immediately clingy. He’s like this is MY best friend I DO need to be touching him at all times or making sure he knows I love him in some way.

[splatoon-confession-box]

I’m really frustrated that we only have one or two more seasons left before there’s just. Nothing. I’ve been playing since 2 and got the game on release. This is one of Nintendo’s most popular IP’s, and we only get about one and a half year of support before it’s gone. Yeah they did the same thing with splatoon 2, and I’m still frustrated with that as well. It feels like splatoon has just been neutered from its potential, and side order was proof they could do so much more but didn’t.

[kitsquared]

Pokemon AU Main Route

Ive never drawn ADA Dazai with his pokemon and ive been meaning to draw Albatross with his Archeops!

[firstroseofspring]

dr. b'elanna torres phd! (eventually) she got first place in the 35th annual planet-wide science fair but she nearly knocked kessik's moon out of orbit so she was asked not to return the next year

[tennessoui]

au where Obi-Wan is an outer-mid rim archaeologist and Anakin is a looter (sorry, opportunist), and they meet at a cantina and hook up without knowing what the other does — but halfway through the night, Obi-Wan spots a very old and oddly recognizable figurine sticking out of Anakin’s bag and spends the rest of the sex trying to figure out what it is and how he knows it only to realize that that’s definitely something that belongs to the Sevanth sector of the galaxy and can be dated back a thousand years based on the position of the figurine and the type of metal material used to make it and why the hell does this random stranger at a cantina have this???

so obviously he calls the sex off to go and grab the object and look at it (“hey hey careful with that do you know what that’s worth?”) and realizes a few things very quickly:

The Sevanth sector is one of the most dangerous to enter in the entire outer-mid rim, surrounded by a thick asteroid belt, so Anakin must be very good at his job even if his job is distasteful and against Obi-Wan’s principles.

And more importantly he may be the perfect person to get Obi-Wan access first into that sector and then to a specific planet archaeologists haven’t been able to land on for a thousand years: Emaeth, which by all accounts disappeared thousands of years ago, though the planet once was the political seat of the sector and perhaps its neighboring sectors as well

He just has to figure out how to convince Anakin to escort him (hint: it’s with sex but also the promise of a lot of credits. But mostly sex)

[the-owl-tree]

Squirrelflight's hope will always make my blood boil, especially because of the trial scene, but one thing I don't see anyone talk about is how Moth Flight confirmed/revealed that THE THREE DIDN'T HAVE TO BE FIRESTAR'S KIN.

Excerpt from SH, page 374:

Crookedstar spoke for the first time. "Leafpool is right about her kits. They helped save the Clans from the Dark Forest."

"Only because we chose them," Moth Flight snapped. "We could have chosen any cat."

SO?!!? This was either a) a retcon regarding the prophecy or b) the authors unintentionally proving that StarClan's prophecies are total bs when it comes to those involved.

oh absolute retcon, the fourth apprentice prologue established that a) the cats didn't pick the three, they merely had dreams about them and b) the prophecy doesn't even "belong to them" (whatever that means)

[meownotgood]

MAGS DID YOU SEE THE NEW AKI FUGURE,!.!/?!:?/!/!/!/!??/?/

yes I just saw it and I...... I.......

the way he's sitting... THE LEGS SPREAD. the blood... the cigarette... the jacket on the back of his chair... yeah. it will be mine. and it's only $150?! for a scale figure this detailed that's really cheap...

[mushroomslovesyou]

CALL OUT POST FOR CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE

said:

that religion was only intended to keep men from thinking

that Christ was a bastard, and his mother slept around

if any true God or religion existed its Catholicism because it looks cool (WTF??)

that all Protestants are hypocritical asses

that the new testament was shit and he could write it better (what an arrogant dick)

that Jesus slept with St John the Evangelist, and that they were sodomites (projecting much??)

that all they that love not tobacco and boys were fools (he's a seriously such a freak)

that the apostles were losers

that he should be able to make counterfeit money, and that he knew how to do so (which he has totally already done, and here's my source)

that holy sacrament would go over better if it was done in a tobacco pipe

And he's also managed to convince at least one person to become a filthy atheist. Which is totally unacceptable, obviously. It goes without saying that you should all block him and stop consuming his content. Also special thanks to my mutual Richard Baines for compiling this document which has even more evidence against "Kit" if you weren't already convinced.

Of course some of you might still be willing to overlook all that, so I made sure to get even more evidence of just how awful this guy is. Including;

this shitty anonymously posted poem he claims to have not written but its literally got his name on it

and both of these two other call out posts that mention him and the awful shit he's done

You literally have no excuse to be following this guy, and anyone who does I will block on sight.

[the-guild-codex-and-other-things]

Warped 2

Kit: If you want to know who your real friends are, just get kidnapped. You know who showed up? Lienna and Vera. You know who didn't show up? Vincent. Freaking Vincent. Lienna: Kit, Vincent didn't even know about that. Kit: Freaking! Vincent!

[wikitpowers]

just saying ty is gonna be blinded by all of kit’s shades; his blue eyes, his golden hair and if he wears that green shirt from the seasons of shadowhunters artwork, ty is going to be truly and royally fucked

[socially-awkward-skeleton]

WIP Last Line/Weekend/Whenever

tagged by @direwombat @megraen @clicheantagonist @jacobsneed @josephseedismyfather and @inafieldofdaisies

tagging: @roofgeese @chazz-anova @adelaidedrubman @strangefable @trench-rot @neverthesameneveranother and anyone else with something to share consider me tagging you

This is a whole lot longer than one last line heh...and comes from about four chapters down the line because the current chapter is just going nowhere right now:

John reclined back into the passenger’s seat, staring at her, focused on her neck and the two red lines that circled it, not to mention all the bruises and bite marks along her collarbone and neck.

Her ears were burning, that sixth sense that told her someone was paying attention to her. She tried to ignore it as she kept her eyes on the road, but his bright blue eyes just leered harder. 

“What?” she snapped.

Smiling to himself, ear to ear and slick with slime, John had that cheshire cat grin about him again.  “Tell me Kathleen, was the collar your idea or my brother’s?”

Kit glared at him from her periphery, focusing on driving rather than the annoyance that sat beside her. “What are you on about?”

“If I’d known all it would take to get you to join us was to put one on you I would have done so from the start.”

Kit stretched her neck absentmindedly from side to side, as if she could feel the muscles tensing on their own.

Leaning over the middle console, he stroked the side of her neck. “Apparently it's been sitting tight on you, rubbing you raw.”

“Fuck off, John.” She said, slapping his hand away.

He sat back in his seat once more, a smug grin making his eyes sparkle with so much joy. “A kinky little thing, aren’t you? Hardly following the laws of the Father while up in the mountains, hmm?”

She rolled her eyes, her thumb tapping against the wheel as her shoulders started to hunch like an alley cat about to fight. “Oh yeah, because you’re so innocent. You were really living that humble lifestyle with the cars, the planes and the mansion.”

He ignored her comeback, repositioning his sunglasses on top of his head, pushing back slicked black hair. “I’m surprised Jacob is keeping you as his pet, he never took me for much of a cat person.”

“And you are?” Her eyes slid sideways to look at him with a sneer. “Somehow I imagine you’d be the type to catch them and skin them, considering the art projects I saw in your bunker. You know they say that that kind of behavior starts young, and it's a good sign of being a –”

“I’m sure you’d know well, Kathleen. How many spiders did you pull the legs off of just to see them twitch and slowly die?”

Kit spun the wheel, turning the truck to the side of the road abruptly. Ripping back on the emergency brake, the truck stopped with a screech. Whipping round to face John in her seat, pale blue eyes glared at him, rage barely contained. 

“Whatever the fuck you think it is you’re doing, it needs to stop. I am not yours, I was never going to be yours, and your delusional fucking wedding where you carved into me doesn't make us a thing.”

He sat forward in his seat, his brow furrowed, eye twitching as he pulled on the front of his jacket, straightening it. “You kissed me back!”

“Yeah, I did. So fucking what, John? I’ve lived to regret it. I’m Jacob’s, nothing is changing that.” She said, pointing her finger into John’s chest. “You and I are a lot alike, in the worst ways. Seven years trapped in a bunker together? We wouldn’t make it seven days. Either one or both of us would be dead, and on both occasions it would be you first.”

He scoffed, a roll of his eyes telling her he didn’t believe it. “Please Kathleen, you’re not so dangerous. I know how a mind like yours works, I’m sure I could have you purr -”

Her hand gripped around his throat, short nails digging into the skin until it bled, and two pale eyes staring into his very soul. “I swear to God, John, I will end your fucking life. Right here, right now. For real this time.”

“And just how would you explain that to Joseph? You think Jacob would forgive you for harming me?”

The muscles in her face twitched as she bit back on the need to hurt him.

"Clearly you haven't given up on your sin yet. Your soul is not yet clean. Even if you are set to be our Lion. You're still no better than the wild animals my brother likes to keep in cages."

Kit rolled her eyes and pulled her hand away. "I can't give up on my wrath yet. There's still a war going on and just because I've switched sides doesn't mean I stop being a soldier."

[coldercreation]

(--)

“That will be rough on your knees, pet,” Kit said quietly, reaching out a hand to bury in Nathan’s unruly hair. The office had the same hardwood floors as the rest of the flat, and the small rug in the room didn’t reach under the chair and the desk. “The pillows are on the sofa…”

Nathan leaned his head against Kit’s palm, nose finding the secondary scent gland on his wrist. The silently puffing breaths felt ticklish on Kit’s skin, but the sensation disappeared when Nathan firmly rubbed his cheek over the scent-source in clear mine - mine - want.   

“‘s okay, I like it… like this, I mean,” Nathan said then, looking away from Kit’s eyes just to mouth over his wrist a little, nibbling before a soft bite.

Kit’s chest rumbled. 

Nathan’s omega responded with an airy, barely there whimper.

“Y’like it when it hurts a little?” Kit asked, voice roughened by the growl. His fingers twisted into Nathan’s hair as if they had a mind of their own, but he didn’t take it further from there, just left it as a hint of a suggestion.

(--)

KIT-NAT | Rating: E | Current word count: 3729

[dilfmikelarteta]

[thevalleyoftriumph]

"...can we talk about something else, now?"

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you all know how i draw purple. i had a little idea for an interaction if their curse ever spread more, so while im Lazy and still will draw them w the original curse splotchez, i DID want to show yall a little convo i imagined thatd take place :]

i dont make comicz often, so i hope thiz iz at least a fun read <3

[ktsumu]

also speaking of that neuvi art has anyone else intensely watched the way he walks because i have and.