#lies down. does not get up.

[tbcanary]

Kara Zor El in Supergirl: Woman of Tomorrow

It's too big. We're too small.

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

no wonder Aziraphale looks at Crowley like he hung the stars in the sky. because Aziraphale actually watched him hang the stars in the sky.

[trainingdummyrabbit]

grahhh . still figuring out how i wanna draw her......

[blluespirit]

I sort of like the thought that Zuko and Aang take the Sun Warriors' warning not to tell anyone about the dragons a little more seriously… and they keep it between them. Of course, they trust Sokka, Toph and Katara. Of course they know they wouldn’t tell anyone, but now three people (including Iroh) know the truth about Ran and Shaw. And that’s three too many when you’re trying to keep a secret.

(and there are other people at the temple as well - like Haru, Teo and The Duke - who, while trustworthy, aren’t as close to them as the others, and when it comes to secrets with as much consequence as this one, you can’t afford to take any chances.)

Furthermore, the culture within the Fire Nation since Sozin’s rein has been warped. The culture is not to respect the dragons as the original firebenders, it’s to conquer and kill them. It’s the ultimate proof of your strength as a firebender. All it takes is one mistake before rumour spreads, and people go looking for the ultimate hunt. It’s not something Zuko or Aang can risk.

Whether Katara, Toph and Sokka (and Suki) ever find out the truth is up to you. But post-war, after Zuko returns from a strange, poorly explained trip with a dragon, and eventually develops the ability to use rainbow fire, either the others have some questions about Aang’s knowing look, or they are finally let in on a monumental secret.

[mstrchu]

can someone else please please look at this set of images before i go insane

[liquidstar]

a friend who'd wait :)

[kenobihater]

you ever write up a combination of words you're really proud of at the time bc you think it's vivid but it's actually so atrocious that you remember it eight years later bc it's burned itself into your long-term memory? just me?

[softquietsteadylove]

We need more fake wedding/engagement AU pls ♥️

"Hey."

"Hey," Gil looked up, surprised by the soft voice and the silent steps padding into the kitchen. He pulled up his piping bag from making little rosettes of whipped potatoes. "What are you doing up?"

It had been yet another long day, and even longer than most. Ajak had required Gil to make a slew of appetizers for the engagement party she was insisting on hosting for them. He had agreed, of course, because it made sense.

Thena had expressed her worry over him slaving away in the kitchen for a party supposedly in his honour; couldn't they just get it catered? He said it was sweet, but he was happy to cook for it, and he would have plenty of time to prepare everything, so it wasn't like he would be too stressed about it.

It was only a partial lie, and it only satisfied Thena partially anyway.

She then spent all day helping Ajak plan the layout for the party in the expansive 'back yard' of the property, including their little section of beach. Ajak had the best eye for decoration, but Thena was a master planner. She had every square inch optimised and every minute accounted for while Sersi and Makkari focused on the guest list and aesthetic for the party.

They had both reconvened at the dinner table, swaying from the fatigue of the day. Thena had even excused herself earlier than normal to get some sleep.

"Are you still preparing for the party?" Thena asked, ignoring his question about why she was up. She walked closer, pulling her cardigan around herself. She wore a cardigan because it was cold but preferred the silence she could achieve with bare feet?

"I'm almost done," he smiled, piping his last few dollops of Duchess potatoes. "These just need to set, and then tomorrow I'll bake them with a butter bath and a little cheese so they can be served hot."

Thena drifted around the side of the table to him, similar to how she had hovered the day of the sandwich making--a day which neither of them had mentioned, but did it ever stick out in his mind.

He could never forget the feeling of her lips at the corner of his. Although he could also never forget the look on his mom's face when they both realised she was still in the room to witness their little moment. He had been embarrassed, sure, but Thena had all but run out of the room, barely looking at either of them for the rest of the night. She looked cute all flustered, though.

Thena watched him as he worked. "You're working awfully tirelessly for a party that should be for you."

He smiled at her, squeezing out the last bit of potato. "For us!--and besides, I don't mind."

"You keep saying that."

He couldn't help but be a little surprised. He hadn't expected her to voice a kind of defensiveness in his name. He shrugged, "I dunno, I'm used to it."

She tilted her head at him (cutely).

"I've always done stuff like this," he supplied easily as he finally set down his piping bag and looked at the three trays of apps he had finished. "Don't get me wrong, mom's a great cook, but stuff like this...I did do catering before I started at the company."

Thena also eyed his bounty, including all the dishes left from it. "Most caterers have entire teams to assist them, too."

He shrugged again, somewhat more sheepishly. "I guess, but honestly, hiring a caterer is more trouble than it's worth. At least I know what we all like, what we don't, that kind of thing. I know Sersi is allergic to buckwheat, I know Kari doesn't really like meat even if she's not totally vegetarian. I know Druig is picky with textures and I know you hate seafood."

Thena rolled her eyes at him.

He chuckled, though, picking up his tray and getting ready to load up the fridge even more. He smiled as Thena pulled the door open for him. "It's something I can do to take care of my family, y'know? Mom has done so much for us our whole lives."

And his father had done absolutely jack-shit for them.

"I wanna do whatever I can to help out," he concluded as she helped him load the last tray. The rest of the fridge was already stuffed with cheese appetizers, puff pastries to be baked, fruits that needed carving, and plenty else.

He turned and stretched with a groan. He was far from done, "I'll be up soon, don't worry. I just gotta finish these-"

"Leave them." He looked down at Thena, but she stared right back at him, arms crossed around her. "Leave the dishes for tomorrow."

He looked around the kitchen; it was pretty disastrous, and he didn't want to imagine what it would be like if his mother's kitchen weren't so massive. "The sink's totally full, not to mention the dishwasher. I can't-"

"It's not as if anyone will be using the kitchen for themselves tomorrow anyway," she shook her head, even pulling him by the hand. "They can wait until tomorrow, Gil."

"But-" he floundered, although he wasn't trying all that hard to escape the grasp of her very cold, very delicate hand. He looked down at the hand, and then at her bare feet again. "Thena, you're freezing--seriously, why aren't you in bed?"

She didn't answer him, still pulling him with her to their shared guest room.

"Were you cold?" he asked, and he had a feeling he was getting warmer (no pun intended). He tilted his head to try and get a better look at her, "is it too big? I told mom we didn't need a king sized bed."

"Just come to bed, Gilgamesh."

He grinned; she couldn't sleep without him.

He could admit just to himself that he had also gotten used to sleeping with her. After the general horror of sleeping with his best friend in a partial state of undress wore off, he had to admit, it was comfy. They fit together well, he gave off enough warmth for the both of them, and Thena would naturally wake him up by running her fingers through his hair.

Neither of them had mentioned that either, but he had a feeling she liked cuddling too.

"Fine," he conceded, yawning as he trudged up the stairs. "But I'm being a bad chef by leaving all that sitting there."

"I'm sure the code of conduct will forgive you," she drawled, finally bringing him into the room. She hadn't even closed the door behind her. She really did get up just to bring him to bed with her.

Gil sighed as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He was more tired than he thought he was.

"Get changed and lie down, Gil. Don't worry about the dishes."

Well, if she was going to tempt him with that lovely voice she had. He grumbled, hauling himself up and to the bathroom adjoining their room. Now that he was in the comfort of the familiar space, he felt how exhausted he was. Maybe she was right, he should ask for more help with stuff like this.

The dishes did get done, though. By the time he came downstairs the next morning to ask why she had gotten up so early, Thena had done every single one of them.

[breezere]

fuck u -tears off their sleeves-

[boxwinebaddie]

does cd's management like raven and jersey dating? bc i just knowww that raven started taking care of himself and looking cleaner

oooooh.

okay, so i am going to answer this through the lens of ravenstan and jerseykyle secretly dating sort of in the middle of rm, after kyle finds out raven is his stan ( which is my second favorite chapter aaaaa!!!! ) because by the time they start actually officially dating/are out to the public, the original corrupt management line-up, namely fartman aka e.t. tenorman, are dissolved/dealt w.

but management...while they don't Know abt it,

…they do naught like it.

At All, tbh.

because, yes, while i do think that kyle be ironing stan's pants and fluffing up his hair...he do be equally fucking it like secretly violently making out with him before shows ahsdlkadsk so, like, as a result, i would proport that stan is cleaner...but his reputation gets Sloppier.

i say this because ravenstan is a 'yes man', lived under managements thumb ( by management i really just mean cartman -- i called him 'management' so as not to give too much away ), was basically a pretty boy rockstar marionette that cartman could get to do whatever he wanted bc he owns raven/all of the cd boys technically.

but when stan starts secretly dating kyle...jersey really bolsters his confidence and rae starts to get very bold and defiant/take his power back. bc kyle watching stan wither is like, you don't need to take that baby! you are in charge, this is your show. you don't have to do whatever they want! they're the ones who have to listen to YOU.

so when management starts ordering stan around, for like the first time since he started being raven, he puts his little combat boot down ( ravenstan having tiny ass feet is so funny to me ) and is like "no, i don't want to do that. i want to do this." literally my man is like "I. SAID. I. WANT. TO. GO. TO. TACO. BELL!" sdhkjsahd go awwhff!

but more than any of that...he just looks so much Happier. :') like he is drinking waaaaay less, he's smiling so much more and it's genuine, its not a shield for his sadness...him and kyle do play up hating each other to divert the suspicions of their friends and the world around them, which is so funny bc they're like "i hate you" and then texting each other hearts and smileys, kickin their feet and twirling their hair.

tldr: stan gets securer, happier and bouncier while secretly dating kyle, but that means his performance as gritty bad boy heartthrob raven of crimson dawn gets a lot weaker, faker and messier. he starts standing his ground and i'm not sure about whether cart knows or not, but i think the wheels are turnin in his head, watching stan and kyle sit closer and closer together, stan racing out of his dressing room with his clothes askew, at meetings on his phone w/ heart eyes.

cartman gets angry/jealous, feels like he's losing control,

ergo...

Enter Call Girl. ;)

-uncle nina, diabolically wringing her fingers together

[lisbonsteresa]

i'm going to SCREAM

[franeridan]

luffy with a reindeer, a cyborg and a skeleton in his crew seeing bepo for the first time and going "why is there a bear here" and "is the bear a pirate too?" is still extremely iconic btw

[krourou2]

… y’know. I know it’s simply the nature of the Internet, but there’s something both oddly lovely and dreadful about how things can just… cease to be. Just stop being there. Vanish into dust, save perhaps hollowed ruins should anyone think to archive it, faint echoes of what once was.

Only ghosts remain.

[fangedtracks]

sorry i am having Real Emotions about this cm punk thing (and the sonny kiss thing) and also how AEW has been dog shit .

[mikoran]

its yearning for the monologue script hours again guys

[darcyolsson]

on this episode of ivicky: my former high school enemy still seems to be vaguely into me but also obsessed w the idea of not ever admitting this to me or himself (?) until we're both dead