#denile is a river in Egypt

[silkinsketch]

Let the skulls be a reminder: Your time on the altar will come soon enough

[kubosai-central]

Saiki: I am not touch starved and I do not melt into Kuboyasu’s touch like a cat 😡

All the Psychickers: 😐😐😐

[wh1spic]

Are they really your best friend if you haven't been accused of dating them?

[nestaismommy]

The Feyre stans won’t want to hear this but in ACOSF Feyre abused Nesta, not the other way around. Abuse involves power and control. Feyre used her power to control her sister and give her the illusion of choice between a prison she can’t escape from and the human lands which would have meant certain death. Oh, and let’s not forget the coercion to retrieve the Trove (which got Nesta SA’d and nearly killed).

What Feyre and Rhys did to Nesta is quite literally the textbook definition of abuse.

Facts

I just talked about this with my mutuals and I would sell my brother to see how the Nesta antis would react if I told them Feyre was the abuser.

From the beginning, Feyre was the one who had control & power over them considering she was the one who had the money, and not anyone else and people refuse to see that. They say Nesta had control over Feyre because Nesta is older??

But in ACOSF, it was very clear Feyre and Rhysand where the ones in control. They abused their power. They used it to isolate Nesta because they where embarrassed. And they literally threatened, manipulated and lied to her. They took away her freedom.

The fact that people say they did this because they wanted to help Nesta is insane because they are the ones who manipulated Nesta into going on their suicidal missions.

You’re right, what they did is abuse.

[steddietogo]

@melonalemonade made the most awesome Hannah Montana AU Steve lore ever and I can’t stop thinking of the different ways Eddie would find out about Zteev and die

But like imagine Eddie trying to clean his room or maybe he’s just looking for something when he gets distracted and starts flipping through his yearbook. When he gets to Steve’s page he’s like, ah, what a pretentious fucker. No way he didn’t pay someone to make his portrait look better.

Eddie wants to deface it.

So he sets to work, armed with a sharpie and an evil grin on his lips. First he gives Steve the biggest nerdiest glasses. Then scribbles a porn stache good measure. Not so polished now huh, pretty boy?

He picks the brightest pink marker he can find on the floor of his bedroom and sketches long pink hair on him with bangs. Eddie snickers at his masterpiece.

Now, Harrington look stupid. He looks—

Wait.

Wait a goddamn motherfucking second, Harrington kinda looks like—

Pshhh, no way in hell. Eddie must’ve inhaled too much sharpie ink fumes. He tosses the yearbook across his room and goes to make himself a sandwich.

———

[smoothie-needed02]

yo Charlie, ya have a crush on the Four-eyed bug??

[captainshorter]

Tharn in episode 6:

Tharn's dream in episode 4:

[deadbeatdyslexic]

Me to others: “oh I am fine and sane. Don’t worry!”

My diagnosed mental issues that have been with me all my life: “why do I even stay?”

My recent diagnosed mental issues: “at least she acknowledges you sometimes!”

[doctorhimbeere]

Beverly: You know their is a roumor going around.

Peter: What, that Thomas and I are gay for each other ?

Peter: No see, I'm straight, but if I ever had to marry a guy, it would be Thomas

Beverly : Thomas what do you say about that ?

Thomas: That this is not helping with the roumors

Beverly: The kiss you both shared at my birthday isn't helping with the rumours

[quotethatfilm]

tiktok alert!

[veevil]

Congratulations Finland for winning the 2023 Eurovision song contest<3 Can't believe Käärijä won

[mickimomo]

Water Lily (Oni × Namora)

Cont. to Grief

This is the link to Grief

Namora stared at the priestess as she sat beside her below the water's surface, hiding from the world while wearing her rebreather behind her veil.

She looked angelic as her lilac dress and veil swayed with the slow current.

Sitting in a comfortable silence.

It was peaceful sitting on the river floor.

Fish swam by.

River plants swayed.

Smooth stones sparkled in the sunlight that reached them.

The warrior only wished Oni could see how beautiful everything was when it rained.

The soft pitter patters that disturbed the surface, playing a soft lullaby for the world below.

Or even being in the presence of a waterfall.

Feeling the strength of the element she lived in made her feel powerful.

Her heart swelled at the thought of her swimming out to sea with her.

Gently pulling her through a kelp forest.

Showing her the grand reefs.

Swimming with animals.

Maybe showing her Talokan and watching her interact with the people of her world.

A small smile decorated her lips as she thought of things she wished to show the priestess.

"Namora."

"Mm?" She blinked, now realizing the priestess had been watching her just as intently.

"Your smile." She pointed out as her kimoyo beads translated. "It's like watching the first flower blossom in spring."

The warrior's face flushed at the compliment. "A flower?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "Have you ever seen a water lily before?"

She tilted her head before touching her chest. "Can you show me?"

The priestess swam forward and tapped her kimoyo beads until a hologram displayed an image of the flower. "They float on the water's surface and come in different colors." She pointed at the flower. "They remind me of your headdress, too."

Namora stared at the flower with soft eyes before looking up at the veiled woman.

"Do you like them?"

"Yes. I think they're beautiful."

Namora tilted her head as she looked at the flower. "Do they grow in Wakanda?"

"No. I've only seen them in movies, pictures, and books." She tapped her kimoyo beads a few times before an article appeared. "Most species of this plant originate from the eastern part of North America, but there is a larger one that can be found in parts of South America." A larger hologram appeared between them, revealing the plant. "It's called The Amazon water lily or Victoria amazonica."

"The flower is small."

"Yes. But look at how big the lily pads are."

Namora gave the hologram a second glance, eager to find what earned the plant the priestess' praise.

"I am not sure I understand your enthusiasm."

"They're massive. They could easily hold a toddler."

"It is this big?" Namora arched a brow.

"Yes." Oni showered her another image. "See."

"Hm."

Oni allowed her to look at it for a few minutes before deactivating the hologram.

"I've been meaning to ask..." Namora refocused on the floating priestess. "What does your name mean?"

"I was named after my cousin." She watched the priestess as she spoke. "His name is Namor to his enemies. It comes from a wicked surface dweller who harmed the surface dwelling descendants of our ancestors. They called him Un Niño Sin Amor. It means the boy without love. And from then on, he was called Namor."

"And you are, Namora."

"Yes. Una Niña Sin Amor."

Oni pondered the meaning before tilting her head.

"What about your family?"

"I do not know them. They gave me to the king in hopes of having their firstborn be of great service to the people."

"And you've never wanted to know them?"

"I will not disappoint them by looking for them. I will do as they wished."

"Are you happy?"

"I wouldn't wish to do anything else." Namora smiled. "Aj K'uk'ulkan raised me with Attuma. They are my family."

"Then you're not without love."

"I think you misunderstand my lack of love. I do not have love for the surface world."

"So you hate the surface world?"

"I do."

"And there's nothing good up there?"

"There is nothing good up there." She repeated in agreement.

The priestess allowed herself to sink so that she landed on the warrior's lap.

"I am from the surface world." Namora's eyes widened at her sudden invasion of space and leaned back. "Does that make me bad?"

The warrior shivered at the question.

Even though she could not see her face, she could only imagine her expression was somewhere between coy and smug.

"You are not bad."

"Then there are exceptions?"

"That does not mean I love the surface world."

Oni looked up that surface. "I think you'll learn to love the surface world with time."

"It is unlikely, but I may grow to love a few things."

"Am I one of those things?"

Namora stared up at her veiled face as she kept her veiled gaze on the world above.

"Yes."

Oni looked down at her.

Her veil not moving fast enough to cover her two-toned lips and a bit or her nose.

A genuine smile graced her lips for a moment before it faltered.

"Out of respect for you, I have to tell you that you'll never be able to get closer than we already are." Oni gently cupped her cheeks. "I have vows that I cannot break."

Namora stared for a moment before looking away out of respect.

"I understand."

"I should head back." Oni pulled back her hands and looked back up. "I'm sure Cebisa and the others are worried about me." She exhaled as she began to ascend.

Namora swam up and stopped when she was floating over the priestess like the rising sun.

"Will you see me tomorrow?"

"T-Tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"You want to see me tomorrow?"

Namora smiled at her surprise. "Yes, yuum k'iino'."

"But-"

"-If you have vows. I will not break them. However, I can still be your friend." Oni shivered as the warrior's face lowered until it was inches away. "Yes?"

"Yes."

"Then say yes. Come see me tomorrow."

"Where?"

"We can meet here tomorrow, whenever you're free."

"I'll be busy... so maybe a little before sunset."

Namora offered a small nod before moving back and holding out her hand.

Oni held out her hand hesitantly.

Namora smiled when her hand rested on hers. "I meant the rebreather, in lool." She squeezed her hand gently before letting go.

"In lool?" Oni tilted her head, noting how Griot struggled to translate nicknames.

"You'll have to figure it out." Namora smiled.

"Always making me learn." She deactivated her translator before laughing softly. "Two can play this game, in ba'ate'el."

Namora tilted her head in slight confusion when Griot didn't translate her words.

"Thanks for spending time with me. I pray Bast will let this become something more."

Oni lowered her head to remove the rebreather before holding it out.

The warrior gently took it and watched the priestess swim to the surface.

She swam up and poked her head out of the water to watch Oni look back and wave.

She offered a small wave back and watched her leave the leafy shore before slipping back below the surface.

The warrior began to swim away.

She was going to create a gift for the priestess and present it to her.

Something she could keep to herself and hide from the world.

It wasn't courting.

It was just... a friendship gift.

Or something.

Her face burned purple as she zoomed through the water to her destination.

[certifiedbi]

The advantages of being straight is getting watch shirtless men do your yard work? Ok Alonso, if you say so!

[scrambledslut]

HUH?!😶🧍

[cosmicasteroids]

It’s not almost 2 am it’s fine- I’m fine- I’m not falling apart at all- anyways hua cheng sketch not my usual content but like heavens official blessing enjoyers in the Minecraft community perchance-

[flowersosa]

I just came to the sudden realization that I have never read Bruce Wayne/ Clark Kent fanfic.

This is crazy because I’ve read/ written twighlight fanfic, and so many other fandoms.

Those two chucklefucks embody the vibes of black cat/golden retriever bfs and I eat that shit up.