#aaaaand scene.

[ahotknife]

ao3 wrapped

[hyvetyrant]

What really happens -

Everyone in the store knows what happened. You got to the end of the last skein, and ran out. You cried, you cursed, but it happened. But, they've all been there. The pattern lied, they didn't quite knit to gauge. You're there to hopefully find another skein in the same dye lot. They hold their breath as you approach the shelf.

Is it there? Are you among the lucky ones? Or, will you have to suffer a color mismatch, or (gasp) abandoning the work you've done? You focus on the labels, they hold their breath. You grab the right skein, hold it up triumphantly. The store breaks out in cheers! You can finish! You have found your treasure! The old lady in the corner knows this will not break you, you will come out stronger. The cashier wraps the skein carefully as the treasure it is.

I arrive at the yarn store and grab a skein off the shelf, the exact same brand, type, weight and color of the one I bought a week ago. Everyone in the store immediately knows that I miscalculated the amount of yarn I'd need for a project. They start booing at me. They are throwing crocheted tomatoes at me. The old lady giving knitting lessons in the corner is shaking her head. She had such high hopes for me. The cashier spits at me when I pay for it.

[beif0ngs]

C'mon heart, beat loudly again! 💓

[gringolet]

honestly living in camelot is not that great like you guys love to romanticize it but as someone who lives here it low key sucks. the public transit system is so bad bc trains and buses dont exist yet and the rent is crazy high. “oh but the culture” what culture? the tournament scene? watching some random relative of gawain get unseated by some random relative of lancelot every three weeks is not culture its barely entertainment. and dont get me started on the tourists

#vent #personal #no hate im just so sick of squires posting about going to camelot and making their fortune #not gonna happen and dont move here #ur driving up cost of living 🙄

[babybrotherism]

[estebunny]

esteban ocon in the cowboy town🤠

via alpine f1 team instagram reels

[armoricaroyalty]

As the wedding planning intensified, Emily had less and less time to herself. Before she left her father's house for the prince's apartments in Blackwell Palace, she'd had nothing but time: unstructured afternoons wandering the grounds of the estate, late nights shut up in her room with her favorite TV shows and their attendant fan communities, endless aimless phone calls with Josie or with the friends she'd met online. Now, her days were taken up with unending errands. Every morning, she woke early and spent at least an hour sifting through her email inbox before someone brought her a perfunctory breakfast of toast and tea and cut-up fruit. After she ate, it was engagements and public appearances, briefings with the head of royal security, staged luncheons with the Crown Princess, and tours of royal properties which might someday be hers. All the time not spend on royal scut work was eaten up by wedding planning: dress fittings, meetings with the florists and caterers, three-way phone calls with the Queen and her mother and sundry aunties and cousins, all of whom regarded her as a living, breathing dress-up doll. She wasn't a living girl to them, just a channel through which they could express all their thwarted bridal fantasies. The only time—the only time—Emily had to herself were her stolen hours in the dance studio, and she suspected those were only permitted because 'staying trim' was an essential part of her role as bride-to-be. She lived in terror of injury, fearful every day that some Institutional busybody might use a rolled ankle as an excuse to take these small scraps of solitude away from her. She had grown bolder since her engagement to the prince, but she wasn't yet brave enough to tell anyone that she was going to start biting people if they didn't give her a little breathing room.

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[purplink8]

Can I be real for a second? I don't think L giving a foot massage to Light was very in-character of him. Like manga!L would've totally scoffed at how pathetic anime!L appeared when he did that.

I like the rain scene bc it's really pretty (also Light MOANS bc of L? *sighs* yeah i ship lawlight) but I'm always so ?? at anime!L's behavior? The anime made L way too melancholic and y'know self-deprecating kinda guy. In contrast, manga!L (whom I love to death) is so so confident in doing what he's doing and has the time of his life during the Kira case as he's intellectually challenged (by Light) as he figures out the case little by little.

I don't get where the anime creators got the idea that L is a very sad character who cares about justice so much so that he's actually Justice itself? Manga!L enjoys solving cases. I'm not saying that L doesn't care about justice at all- just that he cares more about winning.

So, the anime creators looked at a character who cares about winning (& his own ego) than everything else and decided to... make him give a foot massage to his nemesis (surprise surprise bible symbolism featuring L as Jesus *🤮* coming up) apparently due to accepting Light's (boy's first debut as Judas) 'betrayal' how can there be betrayal when there was no trust between them in the first place and saying "It is the least I can do to atone for my sins"...

The only way I could've made a little sense of this is if L was mocking Kira with that line but the anime just had to go above & beyond to make it (L's actions) seem too genuine for that to be true. which is. so. FRUSTRATING

Manga!L wouldn't have done anything like that. Not even ironically (he'd have thought it to be below him for pretending to be accepting his defeat mockingly to Kira). Even Manga!L's not enough of a bastard to try to compare himself with Jesus (and just after knowing (god knows how) that he's going to die)- like that's too stupid omg: even for a mockery.

Does he actually think that Light would pick up on the (him as Jesus) symbolism and be like 'oh no! L is too noble like Jesus to die by my betrayal i'm such a bad judas how come i NEVER NOTICED THIS BEFORE'... and decide to spare L's life? Or embrace his inner Judas like the bad bitch he is and finish L for that godawful mockery of Jesus?

Whenever I think about Anime!Light's in-character reaction I crack up as it would be smth like 'wow this guy who graduated summa cum laude from torture university is pretending to be Jesus? lol what a real piece of work. would've expected better from you L: so pathetic lmao i hope rem kills you soon i'm so done with you rn- rip 💀'

Manga!L (if he knew he were going to die (don't know how that's possible in the anime; still we're talking about how the anime creators seem to see L as Jesus so ~anything is possible~) that is) would never go 'guess i'll die' accept his defeat offering a foot massage to his enemy and inwardly throw a pity party being all "… It'll be lonely, won't it?" GIRL you were the one going on & about how you'd EXECUTE Kira once you catch him on live tv (also saying that you'd bring Kira's head to the task force) I REALLY doubt you'd feel lonely if either one of you were to die- that (killing each other) was the point!!

Manga!L is a selfish character: he values his victory above all else so the anime making him accept defeat that easily + gracefully doesn't sit well with me.

[sirensea14]

Sarah vs michael Bradley

I remember having an old art of this and now i just randomly drew it, subconsciously lol. Except in the old one, mike was smiling and sarah was frowning, while this one had the opposite, sarah is smiling while mike isnt (iykyk, my old art posting before)

Sarah is so chica coded, she might be chica's grandma /j

#yellowbirbssupremacy /j

[omorialone]

[arachnicas]

Did you know that spiders can send out a strand of their silk and ride it on the wind en masse? They look like little balloons in the air, and their flight is called ballooning. Now imagine Miles putting it to the test. He scales up to the top of Spider Society's building on a windy day and uses his web-shooters to shoot web skyward until he launches.

Good news, he's floating, and his web balloon is riding the warm breeze, giving him a glorious view of Nueva York. This is awesome!

Bad news, he doesn't know how or where to land, and he winds up using his watch to call Miguel on the brink of tears because he's going higher and higher with no landing in sight or a safe spot to jump down.

Miguel is racing through HQ, screaming orders at the other Spiders to find a fucking helicopter or a plane because, goddamn it, the kid is slowly becoming a speck in the sky, and they need to get him down now. Miles is crying, Miguel is using his watch to talk to him and calm him down, Peter B. is panicking, and Hobie is attempting to spin a web balloon to go after Miles while Gwen, Pav, and Jess are frantically searching for a suitable aircraft because Miguel definitely has one tucked away somewhere in case of an emergency.

It's a mess.

Fortunately, they fly a small plane up to Miles' location and get in just close enough for Miguel to gently grab the kid by the ankles and pull him inside. Miles is trembling and scared and latching onto Miguel, who is too relieved to scold the kid for damn near giving him a stroke.

Needless to say, the Ballooning experiment was a "success," and Spider-Men are now Ballooning to silently ambush their enemies from the skies.

[ginsoakedgirl80]

[the-little-melkie]

she hugs her back and beams.

*Yayyyy! Friends!*

[alien-girl-21]

[solver-frank-whmultiverse-au]

After making sure everyone was staying safely inside the house, Solver walked out under the rain, goin toward the dark forest.

He stood at the border of it, he knew it was hard to get near his boss' true form when you're one of their worker. He took a deep breath in, and walked into the darkness.

Despite being blinded by the darkness, Solver was far from being unable to navigate through. His surroundings making many noises: the heavy rain, clattering all around the branches and between the trees. The wind, whistling around every shape, transporting dead leaves within as well as the sound of a lament. The craking of the woods, growing louder the deeper he got, it was unnerving, as if trees were constantly breaking down without ever falling on the ground, as was breaking a heart that was too hardened by time.

And so, as he reached out to the heart of all those noises, everything fell to silence as he lost foot onto the reality that was his consciousness.

[lonniemachin]

Detective Comics (1937) #609

'he's a straight-a student, jim. cocky -- confident -- thought he knew all the answers, had to do it his way. yet i can't help but admire him.'

'you're not thinking...?'

'no, i'm not thinking.'

'still, you can't feel guilty. if you hadn't run him in, there's no saying how many people might have ended up hurt!'

'but hurting wasn't really his thing. he only wanted to set the world straight -- and i can't find it in my heart to blame him for that.'