#beautiful even

[bluelolblue]

These screenshots of John Wick

[shelli-gator]

Hold Me Fast ~ A 2 x 5 fic

There's another titter, and it seems Edward is otherwise amused, his own cheeks darkening as he sends a teasingly quirked brow the mogul’s way, “Does that surprise you, James? Truly?”

“No!” He blurts far too quickly, like he might be able to preserve some dignity, but it comes out louder and more abashed than he’d like. Because he knows deep down that it really doesn’t surprise him at all. And Edward’s laugh is light and sunny, his eyes softening all over again, “No… Because you’re… well you’re kind! And… and good. And I–”

“Mmmhmm,” Edward hums in that knowing way of his, his smile twitching at the corners, and James swallows, feeling smaller than he is. But it’s different. It’s not humiliating, like when he’s having whatever lesson he has to learn rubbed in his face, or when he’s so terribly sorry for the hurt he’s caused. It’s different, like a lot of things are with Edward.

And that’s just it, isn’t it?

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Wrote this because I couldn't get over how thematically delicious the ropes are in Old Iron, how opposites attract, and how Edward has always been there for James since day one, since he was sick, since he was a runaway, and they've been bound together ever since. With that long, slow-burning kind of love that they don't ever put a name to, but they know it's there, whether they recognize and understand it or not.

[pinkrose05]

So. Argenti demo.

[universalfanfic]

Best trick I weaponize in my writing when a scene is dragging on and I don't know how to end it is the "TV show cut to commercial" trick where I end on a meaningful or pointed line of dialogue/scene and "fade to black" for a commercial break

[softquietsteadylove]

Hiii, how are you?

I had this little idea in my mind, that i wanted to share with you.

Thenamesh 10 things i hate about you AU.

Dane the new guy at school, wants to go out with his beautiful classmate Sersi, but there's a little problem with that. Sersi can't go out unless her cold and scary older sister Thena does. So Dane does the most sensible thing, and hiers Gilgamesh a mysterious boy with a bad reputation, to date Thena.

- Btw thank you sooo much for your works, they are so cute and perfect, and always make my days better. 🩷🤍

"Hi Dane!"

"Sersi!"

The two bounded over to each other like puppies, or fawns with a little kick in their step. Thena did smile faintly as she watched her sister excitedly greet this equally sweet, equally nerdy boy she had found to her tastes.

It was the only reason Thena had agreed to this charade of a 'date'.

It was the only reason her 'date' had agreed as well, as far as she could gather. Dane had heard that she and Sersi could not go anywhere unless it was together, their father taking advantage of Thena's naturally repellent presence to keep people away from his more sociable daughter.

Gilgamesh was - according to reputation and rumour - a juvenile delinquent allowed to attend school for a last attempt at graduating before he joined a mob or gang for the rest of his life. He was quiet, certainly looked tall and big enough for it to be believable that he had been in some trouble with authority. He wore only dark t-shirts and jeans with unintentional tears in the knees and heavy boots. And he smoked.

"Ready for this, or what?"

Thena let some bemusement show on her face as Sersi and Dane galloped up to the snack counter, arm in arm. She drifted vaguely in Gilgamesh's direction. "You seem even more displeased by this arrangement than I could have anticipated."

He gave her an equally shrewish look, both of them in a standoff in the theatre lobby. He made the grand effort of pulling his hands out of his pockets and relaxing his posture. He really was big. "Is that how I seem?"

Thena crossed her arms at him, "you need not pretend for my sake, Gilgamesh. What did you get paid?"

He blinked.

"No one does anything with me willingly," Thena said lightly, looking towards her options for food while Dane counted out his pennies to pay for a combo to share with Sersi.

He slid a little closer to her, both of them hovering just outside the bounds of being in line. "Is that what this school is like? Guys bidding for the privilege to go out with your ladyship?"

"They have attempted it before."

"Well, that's disgusting."

Thena blinked at him, this time.

He looked over at her with his arms crossed, "you don't seem like the type who would tolerate that. For you or your sister."

"I don't," she scowled, happy to resume her previous frostiness. "But it is not that original a tactic, is all I'm saying."

"You mean this?" he pulled a few bills out of his pocket, crisp and brand new.

Thena shrank somewhat.

"Dane told me he was trying to ask out Sersi but she wasn't allowed to go anywhere without you. I told him I don't exactly have the spare cash to be taking out anyone," he raised a cool brow at her with that stupid smirk on his face, "her ladyship or otherwise."

Thena's shoulders rose, "so Dane paid you off."

"He lent me the cash to actually buy the tickets and some popcorn, Princess, so put your axe and noose away."

"Prin-"

"So, you wanna see a movie or what?" Gilgamesh stepped in even closer, leaning his head down when the thickness of his arms stopped him from encroaching more.

She eyed him. "Do you?"

He chuckled, "y'know, I really am strapped for cash. I could have just taken this and fucked right off."

Thena continued to regard the cash in his hand with disgust. She must have been feeling generous when she looked at him again, "why didn't you?"

His eyes were very brown, but warm, in a way. "Maybe I wanted the chance to figure out why everyone calls you the shrew."

"Ah," Thena scoffed, finally moving into the snack line for herself, "so you have heard."

"You seem to have heard about me."

"Everyone has heard about you," she both argued and defended, lest he think she had asked about him at any point.

"And what you think?"

It came out soft, hard to hear over the popcorn and the pretzels and the teenagers screaming at each other behind the counter. She looked over at him, but his face didn't match the almost vulnerable tone of the question.

She straightened her posture again and held her chin high, "you are not as frightening as you think you are."

His eyes slid over to her again, a grin on his face, "you're not as mean as you think you are either."

The two stared at each other, digging as deep as they could without exposing too much of themselves, either.

"Uhm, would you like-"

Gilgamesh slapped the cash on the counter and glared at the kid, "whatever the lady wants."

Thena rolled her eyes, but it couldn't be said that she wasn't laughing just a little. She sighed, looking at the LED screen menus again. "Pretzel bites and a medium iced tea, please."

"Iced tea?"

She glared at his loud and amused scoff. "What of it?"

"Even your drinks are uptight," he snickered at her, although he wasn't arguing against the choice as the employee filled up the soda fountain cup in front of them.

Her eyes narrowed, "I like iced tea."

Gilgamesh held up his hands and leaned off the counter, "I did say whatever the lady wants--the old lady, apparently."

Thena met his sardonic chuckling with her own, "if I am an old bitty then perhaps I should not be dating such a young specimen, then."

"Oh, so we are dating!"

She whipped around, ready to glower and snipe and insult him into leaving. But he reached over her shoulder to accept the drink from the kid and take a sip for himself--the first sip! "Hey!"

Gilgamesh made a display of licking and smacking his lips before slipping the cup into her hand from above and behind her, "I guess it's not vile."

Thena huffed, holding the cup protectively, soiled straw and all. "This better not taste of smoke now."

"Relax, I haven't had any today," he assuaged her, also reaching around her - rude - again for the paper cup of pretzel nuggets. He offered her one, "heard you're pretty repelled by the stuff."

"Oh." Thena accepted a pretzel bite (although, really, weren't they hers?). She turned, still somewhat pinned between him and the front counter, "well...yes."

"I do brush my teeth too, y'know," he gave her another devilish look and leaned closer again, "care to test?"

"Hm," she mused, eyeing him again. She let him drift closer until she could jam a pretzel bite between them, "no."

Gil caught the pretzel bite in his hand as she slipped away from him, rejoining her sister as Dane claimed his and Sersi's seats. The sisters traded a few, quiet words, glancing in both directions as they did. Sersi was visibly charmed by Dane.

Thena glanced briefly in Gil's direction, but that was definitely a smile on her face, "perhaps."

He took that as a good thing, walking over with the pretzel bites to her iced tea. "Well?"

Thena merely held her hand out for him to approach the counter himself.

He smirked again, dragging her with him by the wrist and then throwing his arm around her much smaller shoulder when he got up front. "Two for the same movie as them."

The young man eyed them, nothing short of confused at the display Gilgamesh was putting on. He scanned the tickets, "enjoy the movie."

Gil angled Thena to look at her again. She glared at him for man-handling her. He grinned, "I think I will."

[heartilator]

war is bad but guns are cool

[kaijubluu]

pretty boys with blood spilling from their mouths >>

[goldeneffort]

I know...bugs are beneficial and awesome. But if I saw this as a little girl I would have screamed my head off and ran away. Only to be laughed at and clowned by my dad until the end of time. 🤣

today's bug thing is the bug carousel at the Bronx Zoo!

[noodles-and-tea]

Good episode.

[maviyenot]

[cryptocism]

"just as I did, in 1983."

you'd never know my favourite parts of the show are the fucked up insane bits when my first instinct is to draw the cheesiest thing imaginable

[c-rowlesdraws]

Ratatouille would have been a better and potentially much more interesting story if Remy had partnered with Collette instead of Linguini. Two underdogs with talent and passion forced to maintain a dangerous ruse. Fiercely independent Collette giving up temporary control of her body to a creature who, despite the insanity of a rat wanting to cook professionally, she can relate to on a personal level and who she does want to teach. The inner conflict of wondering if Remy’s growing talents are eclipsing her own, if the praise their food is earning belongs more to him than to her. Her guilt over feeling resentment and jealousy towards this little guy who wouldn’t have a hope of realizing his talents if not for her trust and protection. Both of them unraveling the mystery of that sweet but bumbling kitchen boy with the obvious crush on Collette being Gusteau’s secret son, and working together to thwart the new evil owner’s plans to stop Linguini from claiming his birthright. The message of the movie not being this weird, almost smug “some people are born with talent, some people aren’t, and that’s how being a ~great artist~ works”, but something more like, “if you have a dream, you deserve to pursue it, and be supported and encouraged in your pursuit of it, even if other people tell you that, because of some intrinsic aspect of yourself or the circumstances you were born in (like being a human woman in the restaurant industry, or being a literal rat), you have no place pursuing this dream. Also, raw talent can only get you so far, and skill and passion existing in the right balance is key.” I’ve been thinking about this for seventeen years. I’m breaking my silence

[littlemizzlinguistics]

Studying linguistics is actually so wonderful because when you explain youth slang to older professors, instead of complaining about how "your generation can't speak right/ you're butchering the language" they light up and go “really? That’s so wonderful! What an innovative construction! Isn't language wonderful?"

[whyaremyshipsalwaysdying]

Look at him he's gorgeous

By er-SOMEONE- Ive made PROGRESS!! It's so satisfying to see it happening (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) I felt like a wizard!! Mind you I used lots of reference and I still got a ways to go but I'm just glad to make a step forward.

I'm planning on making a bunch of these Crowleys sketches over the years and selling them at my cons as im cosplaying Aziraphale (¬‿¬)

That's why they're all signed by "A.Z Fell"

🐍If anyone has an era they wanna see I can add it to my to do list!

I used some paper textures and sketchy/ink brushes in procreate!

[noknowshame]

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?

[dapper-lil-arts]

Can we talk about the kind of woman Applejack attracts.