#its like. right there.

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

Rebel Moon AU

Kara as Kora, a war orphan raised by the enemy for the purpose of eventually helping her adoptive father kill the royal family.

Lena as Princess Issa, who becomes Kara's ward as a child-- and is assassinated by Kara at the will of her plotting adoptive father. Except Lena has magic, which preserves hdr life long enough to be smuggled off the dreadnought to safety.

Kara goes on the run believing she's killed her much adored ward, and lives as a fugitive, eventually coming to a small farming village called Veldt. There she's taken in by the Danvers as an extra hand to help with the harvest, and remains for a few seasons.

Meanwhile, Lena recovers and goes into hiding, soon finding herself among the rebels. She learns to fight and joins the cause. Not necessarily to avenge her family, but because the Motherworld is harming the galaxy, and needs to be stopped. Plus, she finds community among the freedom fighters, and devotes her loyalty to the resistance's leaders. She comes of age with them, while Kara is escaping through hyperspace, and is an adult when Kara comes to the resistance asking for help defending Veldt from the Motherworld.

Lena is among those who join Kara's cause. Kara doesn't recognize Lena-- not only does she believe the princess dead at her hand, she last saw Lena as a child, and Lena wears heavy eyeblack that helps to obscure her features. But Lena recognizes her. She's dreamed of her would-be murderer's face over the years, but in this moment she sees how broken Kara is, how desperate she is to save the lives of innocents.

When the Motherworld's forces ambush them at the black market trading post, Lena is the sole survivor of the rebels. She watches her beloved leader sacrifice himself to take out a turret, but vows to continue supporting Kara in his stead.

Lena and Kara grow closer as they return to Veldt. Lena doesn't confess her identity, not even when Kara confesses her role in the assassination plot, in explanation for being a high target bounty. Lena simply holds her hand, and listens to Kara's words.

They and the others of their motley crew help bring in the harvest before the dreadnought comes-- a glimpse of what a simpler life might have looked like for them. They help train the townspeople to fight and defend themselves and their homes. The night before the anticipated arrival of the dreadnought, the crew trades their backstories. Kara confesses some of her story-- a war orphan raised to be a soldier devoted to the Motherworld. Similarly, Lena only shares some of her own-- an orphan left for dead, adopted by the resistance. They make no mention of their unlikely--and semi unknown-- connection.

During the fated battle between the people of Veldt and the Motherworld's forces, Kara is tasked with taking her old ship up to the dreadnought with the plan of sabotaging it. Lena remains on the ground with the farmers, to help lead the charge to give Kara time to pull off the sabotage.

They're both successful, but when a grievously wounded Kara all but crashes her shuttle escaping the exploding dreadnought, Lena's magic senses Kara's imminent death. She abandons the farmers' celebrations to dash to where Kara lies dying. When Kara is unable to fight her injuries, Lena is overcome with power-- her power, that has lain dormant for over a decade.

The depth of her love and her desperation to save Kara floods her with healing power-- it spreads from her in a bright, warm glow, spreading first through Kara, then the bodies of fallen farmers and Motherworld soldiers alike. Kara's eyes open to the sight of the magic she had seen once before, in a little girl she'd sworn to protect. Finally, she sees the princess in Lena's features, through the disguising eyeblack now stained with tears. She understands now, that the princess lives-- and that Lena loves her despite Kara's role in her near death so many years before.

The strain of raising so many people from the dead causes Lena to lose consciousness. Kara carries her across the battlefield, as soldiers and farmers alike kneel in reverence. When Lena awakens, Kara is at her side, still brimming with questions. But Lena can only lift her hand to Kara's cheek, and offer the one answer she can give, for now.

"I forgive you."

[puppyeared]

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

[just-spacetrash]

the 'what if you played it a little risky' post literally Changed my life but i cant fujkign find it in my blog because its. a tiktok screenshot

[redstonedust]

yknow AI art has ruined an entire genre of painting to me, i saw one of those smooth anime-realism pieces and immidiately thought ''ugh, AI art'' until i noticed it was posted by an established deviantart user 6 years ago. like ive never been a huge fan of that genre but it looks like a pretty difficult style to master and i feel bad for the artists who specialized in anime-realism only to have their entire market jacked by people typing keywords into midjourney.

[qrowpilled]

hate when you find a character whose so infuriatingly Your Type that its embarrassing like yeahg no one is gonna be surprised when i announce this is my new Guy Of The Month

[hinamie]

mentor

[notherpuppet]

“Look who joined the team! 📻♥️ #livinglegend #hot100 #goham”

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

[pokimoko]

I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.

[umblrspectrum]

so like is it specifically planets the solver craves or can it get by with just eating dirt off the ground

[cubedmango]

hey @staff what the fresh fuck is this

[lungthief]

listen. i know it's not 2014 anymore and i know it's just a throwaway line and that the russo brothers didnt intend for marvel action blockbuster captain america the winter soldier to become the tragic gay love story that never was but man. having steve say "it's kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience" in a conversation about romantic relationships right before the bucky reveal is so cruel. it's not just about steve and bucky obviously having the shared experience of being "out of time," it's the fact that they've both been stripped of their humanity in opposite directions. steve is a legend, he is an american hero and a national icon before he is a human being the same way that bucky is a weapon and a killing machine before he is a human being. steve knows that anyone who falls in love with him in the 21st century fell in love with captain america first, and that's just not him. but then the one person who knew him first and knew him best and loved him (not captain america, that little guy from brooklyn) so much he died for it is alive, impossibly. and it's a miracle because he's back and it's horrific because he's back under the worst possible circumstances. but to steve, the winter soldier is worth tearing the world apart for because he's always been bucky first. they find each other and suddenly they're human again. and maybe, despite it all, being "out of time" becomes a blessing, because in this century they'd finally be allowed to love each other the way they've always wanted to. like real people do.

like. no. the captain america trilogy isn't about two queer men traumatized and alienated by war and modern life rediscovering and reclaiming their humanity through their love for each other. but. i mean. it couldve been

[feelo-fick]

...i promise i take him seriously i just keep finding shitposts that fit soooo well... i have folder with just shitposts that fit ominously well with him that i keep wanting to draw and then i never get to them HAHAHA

[ear-motif]

fanfic is so good bc the premise of some genres of fic are just inherently funny. I want these two grizzled crime drama protagonists to have some fucking fun for once, so they go to a water park. I dont care how i have to logic my way into them going there i dont care who has to drag them Theyre Going

[thelostmoongazer]

...Their face darkens. “I told you no weapons.” Narinder’s smile is dripping with their own blood as he laughs and sways, low and maddening. “You said nothing against teeth.” They cannot tell if it’s the drink or the adrenaline that burns heat to the tip of their ears, but blood pools behind their irises with it, and Lambert runs for him again...

TRoD AU and writing belongs to @bamsara

[chloesimaginationthings]

Hear me out, Michael would think Roxy is SICK AF