#constantly freezing

[fruitless-vain]

Casually headed back to the mall bc neither of us have upgraded our phone since 2016 and had no idea that apple doesn’t give you a dang wall plug to charge your phone in the box anymore 🙃

[shallowseeker]

My entire kingdom for a civilian they're interviewing on a case complaining about her in-laws, and Dean jerking a thumb at Cas and blurting, "Ha! You should see his family."

[irondad-defensesquad]

"Holy shit, your hands are freezing!"

"What? Oh, that. Yeah, it's not that big of a deal."

"You're used to turning into a popsicle, then."

Peter realizes Mr. Stark is holding both of his hands, trying to warm them both up. He looks rather determined.

"Mr. Stark, it's fine, it doesn't even hurt--"

"They look pale--"

"Mr. Stark"-- Peter feels... warm - well, not just in temperature standards.

"You know your cold hands can get seriously dry, right? Especially if you wash your hands too often?"

"Yeah, but..."

Mr. Stark seems to have an idea. "Hang on."

He rushes out of the living room. Peter admits he misses the warmth. He doesn't recall Mr. Stark doing this kind of thing before, and he wasn't embarrassed by the intimacy, either.

Mr. Stark is back with a pair of gloves that look far from cheap.

"Here, wear these," he instructs.

"Are these yours? You don't have to--"

"Just put them on, kid, Jesus."

Peter does as he's told, even though Mr. Stark doesn't sound entirely demanding - he's just asking out of care. Peter rubs his hands together, but overall, they are very fancy and warm gloves, albeit a little old. Doesn't seem like Mr. Stark uses them often.

"That's... better, thanks," Peter says.

Mr. Stark sighs and wraps the blanket on the couch around him closely. "Looking at you was making me cold," he replies, looking a lot more relieved.

Peter grins at him, saying nothing else as he returns his attention to the TV.

[flicklikesstuff]

“Maybe the flash was to blame. Or maybe it’s his shrunken state that gave the looming witch the illusion of being exactly 10 feet tall.

Whatever it was, it had flicked something within. Suddenly, he was no longer a lizard. Nor a great, powerful wizard. Not even “Rick Shades.”

He was a little Gourami.

Only 12 years old. Eyes wide and unobscured. Skin smooth from the lack of scars. But most of all, untainted by the horrors.

And unlike that little Gourami, he was entirely aware of what’s coming for them. He could warn the 12 year old. Maybe save them even. Tell her that continuing this approach is a bad, BAD, VERY TERRIBLY BAD IDEA!!

…

But he couldn’t.”

My inspiration pieces: :)

[starleska]

dude, it cracks me up that Jack is constantly drinking throughout the whole film. the first three drinks are all hot cocoa/'cocoaccinos' and the fourth is alcohol, probably whiskey...do you think he's drinking these to keep himself warm? 😭💔

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

I feel like we don’t really talk enough about the things Dally does to show that he cares about Ponyboy too. We know that he cares about Johnny a ton because Ponyboy talks about it a lot, but he also does so much to remind Ponyboy that he’s loved and cared about

[dol-dee]

Kylar Dress up

[cosmic-nia]

finally got to watch the wild robot and OHMYGOD ITS SO PEAK

I MISSED OUT ON SO MUCH I GET EVERYTHING NOW

[deerest-me]

everyone's too caught up in the underwater frigate orpheon MAIN theme (you know with the piano) to notice that the intro track has an electric light hum that's synced to the beat

[ducktracy]

compilation of my villagers bullying me. this will be a growing collection. these are all from today alone.

[heartsfortwotpot]

i still think you're pretty great

[hyruling]

i’ve introduced a heating pad to my work desk chair and it’s been life changing… y’all need to get into this especially my 30+ gang

[kesharik]

sleeping together💤

[hiraethwrote]

woke up to see it has snowed enough for it to settle 😭

[vultursvolans]

ugh my notifications tab has been so glitchy ever since they gave us that fuckass tumblr tv UNPROMPTED

[smolandweirdwriter]

hi hi hi show me your adaine/naradriel vision pls

Their father's worked together often, and Adaine hated Nara. She thought she was a scatterbrained, spoiled idiot. And no, none of this stemmed from a place of jealousy. That would be absurd.

“Nara is a bitch” is quite possibly the only thing Adaine and Aelwyn had ever agreed upon before Adaine’s sophomore year of high school. 

As children, Adaine would be forced to spend more time around Nara than Aelwyn, because she was the youngest and had to “earn the opportunity” to socialize with the adults as an equal (or some bullshit to that effect, anyway). She and Nara and other kids would basically be lumped together towards the end of a table at dinners and things while Aelwyn would sit a smidge closer to the adults, smiling and simpering and being the Perfect Daughter. Adaine would try not to talk to Nara, who honestly just… Didn’t get the social cues of I-Don’t-Want-To-Talk-To-You that Adaine put across. She was fairly sure Adaine disliked her and didn’t understand that. In her mind as a child Adaine Abernant was the epitome of cool. She was clever, but she also argued with her father and talked back and didn’t seem to care about the opinions of others. Nara really, really wished she could be her.  She wanted to impress her. She didn’t want Adaine to dislike her—so she tried talking to her. Which, of course, Adaine loathed. 

When Adaine moved to Solace, it took only a few years for Naradriel to fade to the back of her mind. Childhood memory is a fickle thing. She does not remember their home in Fallinel, does not remember more than snippets of dinners with her father’s political rivals and allies, does not remember moving. She does not remember Nara.

Until. She sees Nara on Tracker’s lap and a flood of memories return.

This bitch, Adaine thinks. There is no way—no fucking way—Tracker would ever fall for her. 

She continues on with that mentality, albeit hiding it, because she knows how important Nara’s father is and how he might give her what she wants. (Angwyn loathed that he needed to report to Lord Kestadine Narmorith, and he always ranted at great length about the other's deceit and political betrayal when they were both moving up in the Fallinel government. It's not until Adaine sees the words "Princess Naradriel Narmorith" in Tracker's Instagram post that the connection hits her. It's funny. She's never agreed with her father on anything. Yet they both hate the Narmorith family. Princess isn't really a proper translate anyway--Fallinel isn't a monarchy, the positions aren't inherited through blood. Magic--power--reigns supreme there, for thousands of years, or however long someone wants to hold their position in rule. Nara's just the daughter of a rich and powerful elf. She's a political tool, of course, which makes her princess-adjacent, but the official title, which does not have a true translation in Common, can be attributed to any of the children of someone on the Court of Stars.)

Adaine meets Nara. She's a bit naive, and Adaine is quick to call her stupid as many times as possible because it makes more sense than the other less sensible words that pop to mind and flutter to life in her stomach and blood when she sees her sister's new girlfriend, but she's also kind and she seems earnest enough. She's a bit try-hard, though. 

Still. It seems like Tracker's been leading her on a bit, from the way Track looks at Kristen.

Which, of course, is entirely Tracker's business. Adaine's never even been in a relationship. It's not her place to judge Tracker.

Adaine had pictured Nara's father to be, well, similar to her own. Perhaps a little closer to how he treated Aelwyn than how he treated herself, but a normal elven father nonetheless. He wasn't.

He wasn't. 

Kestadine Narmorith was a patient father. He agreed to Adaine's demands. He listened. 

Adaine is lightheaded from the sheer shock that her problems might be solved so soon, that she might not have to fear failing her wizarding classes, that if it doesn't work she might fall into an even worse hole of failure, and that a man her father had hated was a good parent--she cannot focus. 

She stumbles out of the meeting to gasp quiet thanks to Nara, and just...Can't process. 

Nara has a crystal now, for whatever reason. They exchange numbers. They start talking.