#sat in my drafts LOL

[v1v1dstreet]

akitoya fight in the vbs digest animation but smths.. off

[owl-with-a-pen]

“You still haven’t signed those?”

Kara lifted her head from the pizza box she was currently nose deep inside of, a garlic knot already hanging from her mouth. “Hm, wha--?”

Alex was stood on the other side of her apartment. She had been on her way to get more wine – that was what she’d promised, at least - although now she was eyeing a pile of documents on Kara’s dining table with a firm glare. She folded her arms expectantly. “Those. Cat’s contracts? You’ve been glancing over at them for hours.”

The garlic knot fell back onto Kara’s plate in an instant. She laughed weakly, shaking her head. “Pfft, no, no, I haven’t.”

“Uh, yes you have,” Alex said, grabbing another bottle from the kitchen counter before returning to the sofa, collapsing onto crossed legs at her sister’s side. She took a slice of pizza from the box, draping it over a napkin.

The whole while, Kara watched on forlornly. Alex rolled her eyes. “C’mon, I go away for a week-long honeymoon, and I come back to Miss Doom and Gloom over here? What happened?”

Kara’s stomach clenched. She briefly considered super-speeding her way out of the room just to avoid the conversation, but that would’ve only proved Alex’s point, and made her absolutely unbearable for the next few days at least. “Alright,” she said finally, offering a weak shrug. “I—I just haven’t made my mind up yet, is all.”

“That’s all?” Alex leant back, narrowing her eyes. “Kara, this is your dream position. And back under Cat’s leadership? It’s like the stars have aligned, tell me you don’t have cold feet about that!”

“I—I don’t!” Kara screwed her eyes shut. “Ah - it’s complicated.”

Alex tipped her head forward patiently. “Well, go on then.”

“Alex—”

“Tell me!”

Kara glared at her sister, snatching a slice of pizza from the box, nearly inhaling it in one bite. She slowed just enough to swallow around her words. “Cat told me something at the wedding that really jarred me,” she admitted, “and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head. I talked to Lena about it and I—I truly thought I’d made my mind up.” She winced, setting down her plate. “So, uh, Cat knows. About me. About—Supergirl.”

Alex blinked.

Kara blinked back. “Could you try to look more shocked?”

“Oh, I am,” Alex said, nodding along. “This is totally my shocked face, you’ve seen it before, right? Like when you told me that Mon-El had a crush on you?”

Kara hit her playfully. “Was it really that obvious?”

Alex snorted, taking a bite of her own pizza. “She’s Cat Grant, I mean, really, what the hell doesn’t she know?”

“Well, I didn’t know, and that’s not the point.” Kara groaned, folding her arms over her knees. “I told her that I was struggling with playing the part of Kara Danvers and Supergirl, so she said why don’t I just… stop… playing them?” She looked up at Alex innocently, biting her lip.

Alex stared at her. “You’re serious,” she said flatly, before raising her voice, “you’re really serious? Kara—I mean… it’d change things. A lot of things.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Everyone would know who you were.”

“Yeah.”

“Are you ready for that?”

“I don’t know,” Kara said softly, drawing her legs in closer. “Would it be amazing to just get to be me, without hiding parts of myself from people, or putting strains on relationships? I mean, yes… it would. But would those relationships also change because people knew about the whole… Supergirl… thing?”

“You’ve had plenty of friends who haven’t changed their opinions of you because of that,” Alex countered, her brows drawn with uncertainty.

“And some that pretty significantly did.” Kara’s smile felt way too strained. She pursed her lips instead, closing her eyes. “I think about William sometimes. Everything I didn’t tell him. He was right there in the centre of everything Super Friend and I just left him in the dark.”

“He was a civilian; if he’d known…”

“What?” Kara asked sharply, lifting her head. “He could’ve been hurt?”

Alex flinched. “That’s not what I—”

“I know,” Kara said, shaking her head. “I guess… no matter what I tell people, if they want to be in that part of my life or not, it’s their choice, not mine. I’ve put people in danger by holding parts of myself hostage, but at least as Kara Danvers, no one has put a target on my back. People are safer around me.”

“You said it yourself,” Alex said, “it’s their choice, not yours.”

“Is it selfish to be scared of that?” Kara asked, hating the whine in her own voice. She swallowed, trying to rid of it. “That maybe some people won’t want to be a part of my life anymore?”

“Oh, Kara,” Alex said gently, taking her sister’s knee. “I’d say just about anyone would be scared of the same thing.” She looked away thoughtfully, clearing her throat. “Okay, so, let’s think positives. If you really want to entertain this, you gotta mark things on both sides of the list, right?”

Kara sniffed, nodding her head. It was a pretty loaded question for a Danvers sisters’ movie night, but she’d opened this can of worms herself, and she wasn’t about to back down. Instead, she let Alex’s encouragement spur her forward, considering her options lucidly. “Well,” she started, “there’s the obvious stuff. No more pretending I know anything about the horrors of prescription glasses expenses, or making up excuses for running out on other commitments. I wouldn’t need you or anyone else to lie on my behalf anymore, and I-I could be honest with people.”

“Okay,” Alex nodded, “and--?”

Kara blew out a breath, lifting a hand in an awkward half shrug. “And—it’d probably make me a more efficient hero. I bet Brainy could pull up the math on that, but it’s got to cut the time it takes to reach an active threat in at least half, right?”

“Okay, so practical, too,” Alex agreed. “But what about you, Kara?”

Kara frowned. “Me?”

“How do you feel about it?”

Kara felt her face begin to warm. “I—I thought we were doing pros and cons.”

Alex patted her sister’s leg knowingly. “Sure. Tell me how you feel, we’ll decide if that’s a pro or a con.”

Kara shoved the last of her pizza crust into her mouth, reaching for another slice and coming up empty. Since when had that happened? She grabbed her wine glass instead, draining it in one gulp. Not that human-grade alcohol would do anything for her, but at least it spared her precious time to think of an answer.

“Well…” she said, “I feel… scared.”

“You can do better than that,” Alex said. “What else?”

Kara pulled a face, squirming on the cushions. “Excited? A little? Maybe? But… but mostly I feel uncertain.” That wasn’t all of it. She knew there was more, but articulating it suddenly felt harder to achieve than holding up a whole building. She looked at Alex again, the unending patience in her eyes, and tried to let herself relax.

She could do this.

Kara sighed, clenching an arm around her chest. “This world has only ever known me as Kara Danvers or Supergirl, but if I tell the world who I really am… I lose those identities. I become… me. Kara Zor-El, an alien from a fallen world who was so terrified of finding a place here. Who didn’t understand your cultures or the nuances of your language. Who was stuck learning pre-school level chemistry but couldn’t ace my way towards skipping a grade without rousing unwanted attention. And even that wasn’t me, it was what this world made me, by being so different from what I’d known. I was meeker at first, then I was angrier and now I’m…”

“You’re… what?”

Kara shrugged. “I don’t know,” she admitted lamely. “That’s the problem, the uncertainty. I don’t know who that person is anymore, AIex, I don’t even know how to be her. To be alien and a superhero and to be honest about those sides of myself with the whole planet.” She laughed humourlessly. “How can I be honest about that if I don’t even know who that person is… who I am?”

Alex’s expression was so gentle. “Kara…”

“I stopped praying,” Kara said impulsively, nearly choking on her words. “When I first got here, I used to do it every night and then when I lost Mon-El…” She swallowed hard, feeling her eyes begin to burn. “My father… guided us through prayer while we were trapped in the Phantom Zone, too. But since then, I…” She trailed off, wiping quickly at her face with the heel of her hand.

“You miss him,” Alex said softly.

“With my whole heart.” Kara clutched at her centre, balling her hand into a tight fist. She felt more tears roll down her cheeks. “My mother, too. And I-I wish I’d been there with him when Brainy had taken him home. I know how happy he was to go back – to see her. I don’t know, maybe that was when the struggle started, with Nyxly taking over my life, invading my thoughts and feelings, and I realised how empty I really was. I just thought it was the Phantom Zone, that it’d take time to feel like myself again. But when Cat told me I could be both Supergirl and Kara… it scared me. Because, if I feel like half of myself already, will trying to smash those two parts of my life together really make me whole?”

“You’ve got grease all over your face,” Alex said with a sad smile. She took a napkin from the coffee table and swiped at Kara’s jaw, catching a few wayward tears in the process. Her eyes were shining.  “Do you remember all those years ago,” she murmured, “when I turned up to your apartment and you were just soaking wet with that big glowing smile on your face?” She squeezed her sister’s chin.

“Oh, I remember,” Kara said with a watery laugh, swatting her away.

“I was so scared for you back then, Kara,” Alex continued seriously, “I’d been protecting you my whole life and suddenly – suddenly you were the one protecting me. And you were reckless and so damn innocent, and I kept thinking to myself, one of these days, she’s going to see the world for what it really is, and it’s going to get her killed.” Alex shook her head, moisture catching in her lashes. “But you’re the one that changed my perspective. You made me realise that there was a reason to hope for the best, to see the positive in every situation. I blew up on you that first night because I was scared for you, for what a change like that would mean, for how the world might perceive you. But now I know that whatever you decide, you will be ready for it.”

“I could have come clean to the world that same night,” Kara croaked. She sniffed again. “I could have lived my whole life from that point onward as myself. No cape. No alter-ego. But I… I loved my human life. And it kept people safe. And maybe, even then, I wasn’t sure I would’ve known what to do if the world started treating Kara Danvers differently. Because I love her, too.”

“You can still be her,” Alex said, taking Kara’s hand. “You’ll always be her. Just, you’ll be more, too.”

“Right.” Kara’s lips trembled. She curled her fingers against her sister’s palm, watching Alex’s hand as it closed tightly around hers.

They didn’t speak for a while, and so Kara listened to the steady rhythm of Alex’s heart, one of the few sounds that was guaranteed to keep her grounded. Right now, it proved to her that her sister wasn’t angry or stressed by anything she’d told her tonight. She really did believe in her to make the choice that felt right for herself.

Kara only wished it was as easy as Alex made it out to be.

The truth was, she was still terrified. And, through that fear, she yearned suddenly for the insight she’d once been offered in droves as a child.

“What are you thinking?” Alex prompted into the silence.

Kara sighed shakily, stifling her next breath. “I’m thinking… this is all happening so fast.” She glanced skyward. “And, honestly? I-I just want to see my parents.”

Alex’s hand tightened around her. “As in—go to Argo?”

“It’s the only thing that makes sense,” Kara said, nearly to herself. “When I first put this cape on, all I had of my mother was a necklace and a hologram that I couldn’t even touch. And my father—only memories. Now—now I have a chance to share this choice with them both. I need a fresh perspective, somewhere I don’t have to be Supergirl or Kara Danvers for a little while. Maybe that’s the first step to figuring out the rest of who I am.”

Kara couldn’t ignore the way Alex deflated at that.

“Hey, hey, and,” Kara said confidently, drawing her sister’s hand towards her. “I would really like it if you came with me, Alex.”

Alex’s eyes popped wide open at that. “Wait—really? I could go with you? Really?”

“Of course!” Kara laughed. “You’re my family! I want to experience this with you. I-I don’t think I could make this choice without you, actually.”

“Well, that’s for sure.” Alex snorted, but the tears in her eyes quickly spilled free. “Oh my god—I  mean, I guess I don’t officially start at the DEO until next week. Not that J’onn would mind but—oh, what sort of climate is Argo? What do I pack?”

Kara rolled her eyes. “Alex.”

“Right.” Alex shook her head. “Sorry. I don’t go to space often.” She was still grinning. “I’d be honoured to go with you. We’ll figure this out, Kara. Danvers sisters’ style.”

Kara smiled just as brightly, throwing herself into her sister’s arms so enthusiastically that they nearly ended up in a heap on the ground.

It didn’t matter, though, because for the first time since that phone call, she finally felt a little more certain on where she was headed next.  

[cancerian-woman]

It could be(it is) from TVDU’s racism but you would think that after Davina’s death and Kol’s rants on being ignored in the family he would’ve sided with Marcel and not against him..

[apple-cores]

admiring my 2020-2021 instar icon

[therealsophiependragon]

“But you’re meant to touch me, Yue. You’re not meant to be air, that goes through my lungs once and leaves forever, you’re more than that, you’re… you’re a girl, a human girl, you’re Yue—you’re meant to talk to me and yell at me and bruise my heart so badly that I feel you with every beat of it for as long as I last on this earth! You’re not just moonlight, you could never be so temporary. You’re meant to be you.”

Azula stopped here abruptly, but Yue heard the words she couldn’t say aloud all the same.

You’re meant to be mine. 

[rattini]

[senditothemoonn]

Oh my god the baby Mathieu art is killing me holy fuck ❤️😭 I read the fic you linked too and I’m fucking sobbing! Francis and Mathieu’s tearful reunion crushed me oh my god I hope you’ll draw more of them together (no pressure!)

Any chance to draw art inspired by one of moonlighten’s fics I will grab and run with

[lilacevans]

𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒈𝒊𝒇𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒃𝒆𝒓 (45/??)

[troutreznor]

during&after the rain 2023

[blurrypxls]

Recreated Leigh, one of my long lost legacy sims from 2015, and she’s got a new lease of life going for her in the Griffinverse! 

[mackmp3]

OLD PAINTINGS?? TELL ME MORE

okay so yknow this one

^^ the kiss by gustav klimt

lots of people see this as super romantic and it gets used as inspiration for a lot of fanart and stuff and ofc its gold and shiny and everything but i read something agesss ago about how her head is tipped as such an uncomfortable angle and she's pallid and the guy is this slightly amorphous yellow shape and if she stood up she's be much taller than him and i just think that's so interesting and provides for a much more interesting interpretation of it.

[trashlie]

Have I been waiting to make this one, too? Duh you know it. I am nothing if not consistent. 

[passthroughtime]

well, aren’t you fucking stupid then

it amazes me how in LJ yagami is ready to save everyone and everything from the powers that be, UNLESS it’s kuwana. one might argue he’d learn something from okubo, but nooooo. granted, it’s not that simple of an equation (okubo’s “i didn't do anything” vs kuwana’s “i did it and feel no remorse”), but... yagami STILL struggles to see nuances of this particular situation.

and that’s ridiculous, because in any other case he’s more than ready to give a person another chance (to be heard/understood/supported/idk)

taking the school stories into account isn’t fair, but giving up on itokura never crossed yagami’s mind, even though she hurt seven people just because she was petty. he hopes that this isn’t what she wants deep in her heart, but is ready to let go if it is really. he talks to her, gives her the chance to accept his help and get out. he happens to be right, she doesn’t want this life. good for her. thank you yagami.

when he suspects sawa may be involved in mikoshiba’s murder, he still gives her a benefit of the doubt (after all, the screenshot above shows how he feels about her being connected to both murders, he just doesn’t want to jump to this conclusion because he knows her). he still goes and confronts her ofc, begs to make things clear, and after runs to her apartment when something troubling has suddenly happened that keeps her away from him, without thinking it can be a trap.

funny little tidbit in the main story as well:

who they are? idk! why does yagami suggest they don’t deserve to be punished? idk again! he’s just being a good guy i guess! (though i honestly think the last words should’ve been directed to kuwana. they always felt out of place to me, why would yagami think public security even has a use for that random dude? but kuwana... yet he can’t say that to his face for some stupid reason.)

kusumoto is a tricky one, because yagami blames both her and kuwana, but here’s the thing. he tries to convince him before he tries to convince her. time and time again yagami has the exact same conversation with kuwana, and only once with kusumoto (that’s undestandable though, BUT he pressures kuwana more in intensity time and time again vs the only chance he has with kusumoto).

an interesting thing here is what they are about to lose if kawai’s murder comes to light. kusumoto herself says it best:

kuwana will be tortured (to death), kusumoto’s political actions will be controlled. fair. the exact same.

btw she’s not the first one to tell yagami that kuwana is in grave danger. hell, yagami himself says (repeats) that to others.

but when kuwana says it to him, yagami suddenly doesn’t want to listen and doesn’t care that kuwana most probably going to die if he is about to go to the police (most obvious example of this exchange is shown before dig in your heels fight). which is kind of ridicuous, and may be the writers’ oversight, but i prefer to think that it is to show us how stagnant yagami’s beliefs may sometimes be.

yeah. tell me more. he literally says “i can excuse ANYONE but i draw the line at kuwana”. that is also considering that he still can save kuwana’s life, as opposite to emi and sawa. getting the truth of sawa’s murder out is retribution.

so, yeah, i believe that for the most part, his approach to justice is closer to punitive aspect than restorative, hence those all “i get how you feel, i know so well that it scares me”. yagami’s main problem with kuwana is that the latter decides himself what’s the right thing to do. it blinds him so much that he doesn’t care about what happens to kuwana after he surrenders to the police.

...to be fair to him, this is true only until the last cutscenes of the game.

this includes kuwana. i don’t care if i’m being delusional. it just does. the point here is that kuwana’s life is worth more than the justice system which is tend to be broken and redefined in the state that it is now.

...that’s not the point of this post though, so i’ll just shut up.

the whole “coming clear with your crimes” thing would work if both kuwana and kusumoto do that, simultaneously, not just kuwana. and yeah, yagami talks to them both, though in the end, kusumoto's confession seems to be enough. because for public security, kuwana is valuable as long as kusumoto’s secret is, uh, a secret. as well as he can’t be used as a scapegoat for soma’s crimes anymore, thanks to mafuyu and takano’s efforts to uncover this whole PS mess.

yet, yagami pressures kuwana the most. as if he’s not just a tool in a large-scale political game lol, and if his whole role in it wasn’t obvious to yagami from the beginning.

or what, he thinks if he was able to put himself in danger while investigating AD-9, and survive through it all, then anybody else can do it? kuwana is much more defenseless than yagami was, there’s nothing that would’ve protected him, or at least avenged the memory of him in the worst case scenario,

it fascinates me how yagami just... ignores the very real threat to kuwana’s life and his obvious insignificance in the grand scheme of things. idk. maybe yagami used kuwana more as an outlet for his frustration, but wow, that was fucking cruel of him to keep repeating to kuwana to go kys (sorry.)

during the boat’s scene, we can see in real time how yagami’s belief clash with each other: he knows that kuwana is about to be silenced for the greater good (the fate unfair to anyone), but kuwana is also a serial killer and that very kind of scum (who brushes away the consequences of his crimes) which doesn’t deserve to be saved.

^ i love this moment, how yagami still can’t figure out how to feel about him.

and then kuwana proves that he’s not, in fact, the kind of a person yagami despises, and the scales tip in his favor. yay. but kuwana is still a serial killer with no remorse to which he seems “deserving” of his justice. nay (?).

although, the problem is solved when kuwana uncovers his crimes. maybe, he won’t kill again, because going public with the reasoning behind them is good enough of a lesson (hard maybe).

but i think it’s beautiful, you know, in the end how yagami ends up losing his judgment of people, and that’s all just because of kuwana.

yes, it is a shippy post after all.

[la-galaxie-langblr]

So Much happening, lots of it good but So Much

[disaster-bi-shan]

guess who finally logged their ass onto swtor again

date night w/ the sillies <3333

[mxrisacoulter]

endless gifs of marisa coulter ~(32/?)