#i <3 kari

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to, my loves !!

my first and foremost to this post is that i am honestly, truly, from the deepest depths of my heart, grateful for every single one of you. like literally every single person reading this. i recognize SO many of your names consistently in my notifs every time i post and it makes me JUST?? OVERJOYED? THAT PEOPLE LIKE MY STUFF ENOUGH TO KEEP COMING BACK FOR IT? like genuinely thank you???

i literally have been here ... for two to three months? idk. i have no track of time. but it's been barely any time at all, and has felt like it too, from how much fun i've been having and how welcomed i've felt !!! <3 there have been ... some downs LOL but mainly just ups! so many ups! and i cannot wait for 2025 to come so it can only get better!! <3

i'm gonna start off with the very first friend i ever made on here, @jasvtsc. kas, you are literally one of the sweetest people & silliest i've ever met in my LIFE. i was genuinely overjoyed to have had you follow me back in the first place, and then to click with you as easily as we did is something that is still so precious to me. every single interest i've had has somehow been something you like too, even if it felt so niche in my head, and that is so so lovely to me that someone exists out there that just??? gets it??? like i could just say "richard madden's little white streak" and you'd get it. that stuff doesn't just happen every day !!!

now ... my twin n my soul sister, @deansbeer & @titsout4jackles. actually two of the kindest people i've ever met and i am so lucky to be friends with them :( and to have met them :( it's gonna sound repetitive but to be followed by them, was honestly unreal to me. and again, it felt so natural talking to the both of you??? it's an honor to get to see your lovely little marriage, and to be able to call myself part of the unholy trinity. kari, i am convinced our brains are the same, from the ideas we make up together down to every little minute moment that we overthink. bree, you are literally like the big sister i've never had, and honestly never considered even wanting until i met you and couldn't imagine a time without you around.

my beloved @deansbite <3 sammy, i literally feel lucky every day to have gotten to meet you. you are one of the nicest people, and so funny, and so genuine, that it makes me want to be a better person every single day. you are so talented, and i love how your mind works, and it's an HONOR to get to be in your head for even a second. i love you so dearly & i'm so happy to get to have you around and to hold even an ounce of space in your mind. for real thank you for putting up with me and all of your kindness, it means more than you will ever ever know.

@divine-senses erica :( we have been friends since i was a baby! a little preteen i think! and that's so crazy that you have stuck around this long. you have seen many eras of me, a lot of them embarrassing, and i hope you stick around for next year too to see probably EVVEEENNN more embarrassing shit JDKFLSDJ BUT I SERIOUSLY LOVE YOU :( MY ALMOST BIRTHDAY TWIN :(

@deanswidow & @beausling my favorite lil married couple hehehe. I'M SO SORRY FOR ALL THE TIMES I ALMOST BREAK Y'ALL UP JUST BY EXISTING I SWEAR I'LL DO BETTER IN 2025 TRUST !!! jemmy, thank you for putting me in the spn sluts for real. like honestly so life changing to be invited and to meet everyone especially when i was TERRIFIED of it. it was such a welcoming experience and is still so, so lovely to be in there, and it's all because of the way you've cultivated the server. oct, you are literally just one of the funniest, loveliest people in the world. and every time i get a notif that you post something in there, it makes me genuinely so SO happy.

@aileenunfiltered <3 my little wine niece !!!! aileen, i love and adore you so much. you are SO CRAZY AND CHAOTIC and like every single impulsive thought i have in my head, and you DESPERATELY need to write more because you are SO SO GOOD.

@ultravi0lence14 & @ostaramoon. justyce and natasha !!! in my head you guys & me are like a lil trio idk why. literally so talented it's actually crazy. i love coming on and seeing you've posted something new because i know i'm going to eat it up every time. and you're both the sweetest people in the universe???? i desperately need to reach out more to you both because i love you SO much. i feel so lucky to get to call you guys my mooties and my friends !!!!

@jackleslvr ames <3 i'm so happy to have SO RECENTLY GOTTEN TO KNOW YOU??? IT ALREADY FEELS LIKE SO LONG. i also need to talk to you more in 2025, because you are literally the sweetest girl in the world, and getting to talk to you feels like SUCH an honor.

@figthoughts LITERALLLYYYY ONE OF MY TOP INSPIRATIONS ON HERE. and i think one of the first ppl i ever followed?? fig, every single thing you write makes me giddy & every time you have something to say about what i write i'm even more giddy. i am so excited to see what you cook up in the new year.

my honorable mentions <3 @depressionbarbie2023, literally comments on everything i write, which is so crazy bc there is a lot, and always has so much genuine kindness. you have been here since the beginning and i hold so much in my heart for it. @whyyouegg, my MISH :( you are so so so sweet. every time i see you comment on anything i write, it makes me smile because you are SO lovely. @angelblqde, emma you are so genuinely kind. thank you for 1) all the support and 2) just talking to me?? i've said it sm in this post but i mean it i never expected anyone to even WANT to when i started. some of my biggest inspirations, too, that for some reason deemed me worthy to follow @t3l3vangelism & @voidsuites & @eepwtf & @ohsc & @rubyvhs. like thank you??? omfg???? you guys are actually lovely, and so talented. IDK WHAT I DID TO EARN THE FOLLOW BUT REALLY THANK YOU FOR IT. @fallbhind, mae, you are such a sweetpea. thank you for having so much kindness to give, and i cannot wait to talk to you even more in 2025.

and also thanks to everyone for sticking with me throughout everything that happened in this last month LMAOOO. it was a lot !!!! and it means so much that every one of you still fucks w me PLEASEEE. i've been so sappy that now i can't take myself seriously BUT I MEAN EVERY WORD!!!! I'M SURE THERE'S PEOPLE I'M MISSING BUT I TRIED TO GET. EVERY PERSON I COULD. IF I FORGOT YOU I'M SO SORRY. PLEASE 4GIVE ME IN 2025.

i hope you all have the bestest new year in the world, and that i can play even the tiniest part in it in your lives. <3

happy new year !!!! <333

[stargirlrchive]

ani babyyy <3 love you so BAD.

POOKS <3333 ily so bad kari bae mwah mwah!

[ultravi0lence14]

hi beautiful nat baby !!!! i love u sm 💗💗💗

somehow i love u more??? i actually love kari so much guys its not funny

[ultravi0lence14]

actually everything i needed and more i love love love you for this kari

★ mean streak // dean winchester.

adult content | minors do NOT interact.

synopsis. you're on top this time, chasing your release, but dean's being cruel—taunting, teasing, and making you work for every moment.

warning(s). smut | f!reader | moc!dean | penetration | power dynamics | riding | degradation | rough sex | overstimulation | begging | sub!reader | dom!dean | dean being mean | slight taunting.

kari yaps. i have to thank (so should u) my gorgeous wife for inspiring whatever this is <3 i love yapping away w her about spn & dean all the time. 🤍

you're straddling him, thighs burning as you struggle to keep the rhythm steady, but the look on his face makes it clear he's not about to help you. his hands rest lazily behind his head, biceps flexing just enough to make you clench around him involuntarily. he notices. of course, he notices. his lips curl into that cocky, infuriating smirk that makes your heart race and your body betray you every single time.

"what's the matter, sweetheart?" his voice drips with condescension, low and gravelly in a way that sends a shiver down your spine. "getting tired already? thought you said you could handle me."

he's testing you. he always does. the mark has made him sharper, meaner, but you can't deny how much it turns you on. the way he looks at you now—like you're his to take, to break—should infuriate you. instead, it makes you want to prove him wrong.

you plant your hands on his chest, your nails digging into his skin just enough to wipe that smug grin off his face. "i can handle you," you bite out, your voice breathy but firm.

"then prove it," he drawls, his hips staying maddeningly still beneath you. "come on, sweetheart. show me what you've got."

his cock stretches you perfectly, the thickness of him making every movement feel like an effort, but you refuse to let him see how much he's affecting you. you start to move again, rolling your hips slowly at first. the friction is delicious, but it's not enough—not yet.

his eyes darken as he watches you, his gaze dropping to where you're taking him in over and over again. he licks his lips, and the sight of his tongue makes you falter for a second, your movements stuttering.

"pathetic," he mutters, his voice like gravel. his hands finally leave their lazy perch behind his head, and for a moment, you think he's going to grab your hips, take over, give you what you need. but instead, he folds his hands behind his head again, smirking up at you like the devil himself.

"you're gonna have to work harder than that if you want to come," he says, his words cutting through you like a challenge. "unless you want to beg me to take over."

your jaw clenches, heat rising to your cheeks. you hate how much his words affect you, how much they make your body burn with need. you bite back a retort, determined not to give him the satisfaction of seeing you break.

you start to move faster, your thighs trembling as you bounce on his cock, the wet sounds of your arousal filling the room. his chest rises and falls steadily beneath your hands, and you can feel the way he's holding himself back. you know he wants to take control—he always does—but he's making you work for it tonight.

"that's it," he murmurs, his eyes locked on yours. "keep going. make yourself come on my cock."

his words send a jolt of electricity through you, your movements growing more desperate as you chase the pleasure building inside you. the angle is perfect, the head of his cock brushing against that spot inside you that makes your vision blur.

but it's not enough. you need more.

"dean," you gasp, your voice cracking as you grind down harder, trying to get him deeper.

"what?" he asks, feigning innocence. "you need something, sweetheart? use your words."

you glare down at him, your nails digging into his chest hard enough to leave marks. "stop being an ass and help me," you snap.

his grin widens, and he lets out a low chuckle that sends a shiver down your spine. "not how this works, baby. you wanna come? you're gonna have to earn it."

you hate him. you love him. you hate how much you love him.

but you're not about to back down. not now.

you lean back, changing the angle, your hands sliding down to grip his thighs for support. the new position makes you cry out, the head of his cock hitting deeper, harder with every bounce.

"fuck, sweetheart," he groans, his composure slipping for just a second. his hands twitch, like he's fighting the urge to grab you, to flip you over and take control. but he doesn't. instead, he watches you with dark, hungry eyes, his jaw tight as he drinks in the sight of you falling apart on top of him.

"look at you," he mutters, his voice rough. "so fucking desperate. you love this, don't you? love making yourself come while i just sit here and watch."

you shake your head, but the whimper that escapes your lips betrays you.

"liar," he says, his tone almost teasing. "your pussy's dripping, sweetheart. she's soaking me all over."

you can feel it, the slickness making it easier to move, even as your thighs burn and your body trembles. you're so close, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in your belly, but you need just a little more.

"please," you whine, your pride cracking under the weight of your desperation.

his eyes narrow, and he tilts his head like he didn't quite hear you. "what was that?"

you swallow hard, your hands gripping his thighs tighter. "fuck, please, baby," you repeat, louder this time.

he smirks, clearly pleased with your surrender. "please what?"

"touch me," you beg, your voice shaking. "please, i need—"

his hands are on you in an instant, gripping your hips so tightly you know you'll have bruises tomorrow. he finally thrusts up into you, his cock slamming into you so hard and deep you see stars.

"that what you needed?" he growls, his grip on your hips guiding you as he starts to fuck up into you, his pace brutal.

you can't speak. you can barely breathe. all you can do is nod, your nails raking down his chest as he takes over, his hips snapping up to meet yours with every thrust.

"fucking knew you couldn't do it on your own," he mutters, his voice strained. "you need me, don't you? need me to make you come."

"yeah," you gasp, your head falling back as the pleasure builds to a fever pitch. "yes, yes, yes—"

he sits up suddenly, one arm wrapping around your waist to hold you against him as his other hand slides between your bodies. his fingers find your clit, rubbing tight, desperate circles that send you hurtling toward the edge.

"come for me," he growls, his lips brushing against your ear. "come all over my cock, sweetheart. let me feel you."

his words are your undoing. you cry out his name as your orgasm crashes over you, your body shaking as waves of pleasure ripple through you. he doesn't stop, his thrusts growing erratic as he chases his own release.

"fuck, fuck, fuck—" he groans, his grip on you tightening as he buries himself deep inside you, his cock pulsing as he spills into you.

you collapse against him, your chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. his arms stay wrapped around you, his lips brushing against your shoulder as the two of you come down together.

"good girl," he murmurs, his voice softer now, almost tender. "knew you could handle me."

you want to say something snarky in response, but you're too spent, too blissed out to care. instead, you let yourself sink into him, his warmth and his steady heartbeat grounding you as the world fades away.

[karokawwo]

heeeeyyyy i managed to finish some art for the birthday boyyy. i did not know it was today

timelapse vv

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*sweating* is this allowed [for @outroindigo ♡]

[slutpoppers]

Digimon Adventure 02 Hurricane Touchdown!! (2000)

Seraphimon & Holydramom

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we said yes!💍🤍

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oc dump again (all except two of these are redraws of older pieces LOL)

[riiarichu]

Guys I drew Karis

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13 👹👹👹

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? click here to send one in <3

LMFAOOOOO I BEEN LAUGHING AT THIS SINCE U SENT IT PLEASE. i do not think i hate anyone... strongly dislike though, Yes. Very Much So.

i try my bestest to be kind n loving so to make me hate u is a grueling task i think. but it is not ImpossibleEEE bc there are people who are Up There on the list. n i'm not saying any names bc i am pr trained now.

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new theme !! so fucking hot.

THANK YOU KARI BAE <333 ily bad

[oiveyzmir]

Merry (Munson) Christmas, Everybody!

My @steddieexchange gift for the incredible @karies-art !

Sorry for posting so last minute, hope it's worth the wait 🤍

WC: 7.3K | Rating: E

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“So,” Steve starts after a long silence, “any plans for Christmas?”

It takes Eddie’s brain a moment too long to realize Steve’s talking to him; he’s far too busy (pathetically) watching his friend’s lips curl around the cigarette he smokes, and the way his eyelids flutter ever so slightly when he exhales the cloud of gray smoke out into the night sky. Steve’s eyes are fixed on the twinkling stars above them, so he doesn’t notice Eddie staring at him.

Or so Eddie hopes.

It had become some sort of a routine; they lay out on top of Eddie’s van nearly every other night now, smoking and joking and doing nothing together. It’s not that serious, but Eddie finds himself looking forward to spending his nights with Steve all day long like a schoolgirl with a crush. Not that he has a crush on Steve, obviously. It’s just nice to be around the guy; sue him.

“Ed?” Steve asks again, turning his head to look at Eddie who very nearly jumps out of his skin with surprise.

“Huh?”

Steve chuckles and Eddie’s heart melts. “Christmas Eve? Tomorrow? Got any plans?”

“Oh! That. Nah, man, Munson Christmas isn’t in another month,” Eddie shrugs and drags on his own cigarette to keep himself warm. It’s not snowing, at least not yet, but it absolutely could with how cold it is out here. He thinks about asking Steve to huddle up for warmth but then thinks better of it. “What about you? Are your parents back for Christmas this year?”

He shakes his head. “No, I’m spending it with Dustin and Claudia this year. Wait, what’s Munson Christmas again?”

Eddie gasps, placing a horrified hand on Steve’s bicep. “Steven Harrington!” He cries. “Has’t thee not hath heard about the most wond’rful holiday of the year?”

Steve makes a point of rolling his eyes, but Eddie can see him trying very hard not to smile. His eyes dart, just for a moment, to Eddie’s hand clutching his arm. “Don’t go Shakespeare on me, man.”

“I’m sorry, Stevie, The Bard took over me for a second there,” he laughs and drops the hand from Steve’s arm and, wait, did Steve pout? “I’m just really passionate about Munson Christmas, you know?”

“I don’t know, that’s why I asked.”

“I really haven’t told you about it? Weird. Anyways, Uncle Wayne and I celebrate Christmas Eve on January 24th. His boss at the Plant pays him double for working on Christmas, and we really need the money, so we just made the decision to push Christmas back a month. Made a whole bunch of traditions about it, too.”

“Like what?” Steve asks, lying on his side and propping his head up on his wrist. He watches Eddie like he actually cares about whatever it is he’s saying, which does absolutely no weird shit to Eddie’s heart, thank you very much.

Eddie shrugs it off and takes another drag of his cigarette, avoiding Steve’s intentful gaze. “We wear stupid hats. Buy each other stupid gifts. Watch stupid movies. A big celebration of stupidity.”

“God, I love your uncle Wayne,” Steve laughs. Eddie won’t ever admit how giddy the sound of it makes him feel. The musician in him cries at him to record Steve’s laughter, to preserve it, to make it into a melody he can listen to on repeat for the rest of his life. But that’s pathetic, and a whole new ballpark of weird, so he shoves it away.

He does try to make Steve laugh as often as he can, though.

Steve lies back, putting out his cigarette on the van’s roof. “That sounds like fun.”

“Hey, you can join us this year, if you’re not doing anything on the 24th?” Eddie offers as casually as he can.

“I wouldn’t want to impose-”

“Dude,” Eddie cuts him off. “You are officially invited. Need me to do it in Shakespearean or..?”

“Please don’t,” Steve laughs, sounding almost relieved.

“Art thee sure? f’r we both knoweth I can–”

“Shut up!” Steve laughs again, and Eddie has to cover his giant grin with the crook of his arm. “So, like, should I bring anything?”

“Nope, no need. Unless you’ve got a really ugly hat. If not, I’ll give you one of mine.”

“I have something, yeah.”

“Good. Dinner starts at eight,” Eddie says, than thinks again. “Probably. Hopefully. Could be at ten for all I know.”

“Got it,” Steve smiles and sits up with a grunt. “I gotta go, I promised Robin I’ll help her pack for her flight tomorrow morning.”

“What does she need you for?”

“Adult supervision,” Steve replies simply.

Eddie chuckles at that. “Oh, that makes sense. Make sure she doesn’t hurt herself zipping up her suitcase.”

“Hey, that could be lethal!” Steve protests.

“Yeah, if you’re a fucking hamster. Wait, actually, now that I’m thinking about it…”

“Oh my god, Eddie, shut up,” Steve tries to hide his amusement with a hand down his face, but his brilliant smile shines through.

Eddie kinda wants to kiss him. He looks away.

Steve doesn’t go. Instead he sits silently with his back straight and his eyes on the stars, and Eddie closes his own to keep himself from staring. He wonders what goes through his friend’s mind. He wonders that a lot lately. He wants to pry Steve open, find out what makes him tick, know every part of him like the back of his own hands. To make a melody not just of his laughter but of the entirety of him. He wants to have him.

He has to consciously remind himself to stop thinking about his best friend like that.

Steve speaks up again and it makes not thinking just a little bit easier. “I really gotta go. Bye, Ed. See you at Munson Christmas.” Steve says while getting up, and as he turns to climb down the van he stops. “I’ll make sure my hat is way uglier than yours.”

And then the asshole fucking winks.

Eddie’s heart somersaults in his chest and he can feel his cheeks and ears growing red hot. No one’s there to look at him anymore yet he still hides his face behind his mane of curls, trying to shudder his stupidly pathetic and pathetically stupid crush away. He groans loudly when it makes absolutely no difference.

He thinks he hears Steve laughing from beneath him. He chooses to believe he hasn’t heard anything at all.

read the rest on AO3 ♥

[ultravi0lence14]

my pookers is back!!! missed you baby and i hope you’re doing well💋💗

umm hello …

i know that was a VERY short break, but we aren't gonna talk ab it :)

[softquietsteadylove]

How about something we probably haven't had before? The Eternals in ancient Egypt. While the Egyptians were busy treating cats like gods, Thena is trying to secretly populate the Domo with lizards.

"You busy mopin' in here too?"

"I do not mope," Thena corrected as Druig walked in, his black robes dragging behind him. She turned with a frown, "why do you have so many of them with you?"

"Don't ask me, they just-" he gestured, trying to dispel the cats swarming his feet. "Off with ye, y'bastards!"

The cats scattered, off to find their worship elsewhere. The Warrior Eternal couldn't believe how many of them populated the grounds of Egypt's reign. And the creatures were revered--walking signs of godly luck and prosperity, or some such.

"You've made a friend of your own, I see."

Thena looked down at the lizard snoozing in her palm. It was a small thing, but it had slithered up onto her knee without a hint of hesitation. Cold blooded creatures had none of the cautiousness mammals tended to show her. "Perhaps he can sense my distaste for the felines as well."

Druig chuckled, observing the procession from the edge of the pyramid concealing the Domo. "You sure they're not enjoyin' things a li'l too much down 'ere?"

Thena had to smile. "I cannot speak for Makkari. I believe she is thriving, getting the attention she does."

The Goddess herself was being paraded on a dais of all things, despite being able to circle the continent in the time it took the holders to take one collective step. But she waved to her adoring fans, showering her with praise. And of course, the tributes they brought her were her favourite part of their stay in Egypt thus far.

Ajak had ordered her to return everything, or at least leave it in the official treasury so it was available for the peoples' benefit come the time.

"Yeah, she's glowin' like a streak'a lightning," Druig mused, although he had quite a smile on his face as he observed. No matter how bereft of her company he was, he wasn't the type to drag her away from her time of thriving, either.

Thena could sympathise. Gilgamesh wasn't quite as prone to soaking up the attention as the Speedster, and he absolutely couldn't fathom letting mortals carry him instead of walking. But he was also waved to with enthusiasm, praised and adored. His hands held the gift of Ra himself, after all.

Ajak had also ordered Gilgamesh to humour the public, to a degree. Despite his discomfort, she thought that if they wanted to recognise him and Makkari as the beacons of their team this time around then so be it. Makkari and Gilgamesh were warm and mirthful, and perhaps that would encourage this to be a peaceful time for the development of the humans.

"Thena, Druig, what are you doing up here?"

The two Eternals shared a look, as if they were being caught by their mother skipping school. Druig dragged himself to a standing position, arms crossed and hunching as if the gold collar of his robes were weighing him down.

"You should be down there with everyone else," Ajak pointed at the procession. Sersi and Phastos were talking with various leaders of Egypt's developments. "I want this visit to be social for us--and that means everyone."

"I don't see Sprite down there," Thena pointed out with deadly accuracy, even getting a certain look from their Prime.

But Ajak clipped her unruly daughter's statement short, "she's down there. You may not see her, but she is."

"And Kingo?" Druig added, always happy to get himself out of something he didn't want to do.

"Making sure Sprite doesn't wander too far," Ajak elaborated, her voice growing higher as her annoyance increased. She put her hands on her hips, glaring at the two belligerent Eternals. "It's a happy occasion, and we haven't had an attack for days."

Ikaris was on watch regardless. And it wasn't at all because - for once - the humans had no interest in him or his powers, relegating him to 'one who accompanies the holders of Ra'.

Thena found it hilarious that he was acting like a dejected child.

"It's awfully hot," Druig shrugged. "We're still part'a the festivities. Just, y'know, from the comfort of home."

Thena petted her new friend between the prickly peaks atop its head. "He was seeking the shade."

Ajak eyed the Warrior Eternal. "You cannot bring any more of those things onto the Domo."

"I haven't-"

"It can't possibly be anyone else, Thena," Ajak pointed out, and accurately, at that. "They flock to you. And you know they scare Phastos."

"Everything scares Phastos," Druig murmured, although he got a finger snapped in his face for it. He made a face, even leaning back and swaying on his lazy knees. "Fine, fine, we'll go out there and humor the masses, aye?"

"That's all I'm asking," Ajak insisted in her most matronly way. "I finally got Phastos to leave the ship more often, I can't have you two taking over that role."

Thena and Druig both smiled and nodded (the picture of innocence).

Ajak didn't buy it. "Just go."

Druig dropped his smile but did shuffle past her towards the stairs. Ajak looked at Thena, who chose the faster route, turning and leaping off the side of the structure so tall they could see well into the horizon. Ajak rolled her eyes at her most difficult children.

Thena landed steadily, the sand below absorbing much of the shock. It was a high drop, even for an Eternal, but walking the stairs of the temples here took time even one of their lifespan didn't want to waste.

"Why did we build stairs at all if you were just gonna jump out of the windows every time?"

She smiled as the man with Ra in the palm of his hands broke away from the crowd. The farce of a parade continued on without him. "What of your adoring fans?"

"Ah, come on," he fussed, already embarrassed enough. He turned to face them with her, watching Sersi touch the various offerings held out to her, turning them to gold in the blink of an eye. "Ajak told her not to."

"I think she can't help it," Thena laughed faintly. "Ever since we first arrived; she loves the sparkle in their eyes when they see it."

"Who's this guy?" Gilgamesh asked as he slung his arm around her shoulder, leaning against her faintly. He was tired.

"A friend who sought the solace of shade with me," she sufficed to say, still massaging the reptile's spine from side to side.

"Kept her company?" Gil asked the cold blooded creature, who allowed him to tap the top of his head.

"He did." She looked up at him. The sun in Egypt was even more ceaseless here than in their previous homes, she found. And not just ceaseless, but intense.

Gilgamesh blinked as the back of her hand pressed to his cheek. He leaned into it, though. "You feel nice and cool."

"You shouldn't be under the sun for so long," she frowned, feeling his cheek, then his temple and his forehead. "And after you spent all morning breaking and hauling limestone for them."

He shrugged, though. He really was tired; his shoulders looked heavy, like it took great effort for him to raise them. "There's a lot of work to do."

Egypt was evolving rapidly. Of the many civilizations they had seen rise and fall in their time on Earth already, Egypt was likely to prosper and endure. Thena looked at their passing teammates again. "Sersi and Phastos are more than capable of sharing your workload for a day or two."

They were all helping, but Sersi and Phastos were by far having the easiest time with it. Phastos had powers that did the heavy lifting for him, and Sersi could simply turn the slabs of stone into one big seed pod, carry it, and then turn it back to rock once it was placed.

"Maybe."

Thena rubbed Gilgamesh's back, between his weary shoulder blades. "Perhaps you should retire. I'm sure Ajak would understand."

He gave her a smirk. "You mean you want to escort me and my 'injury' back to the Domo so you don't have to be out here for the party?"

"Absurd." Gilgamesh laughed, and so loudly that many turned back to look at them, including their fellow Eternals. But they continued on without him, and Thena smiled at the way his laughter warmed her shade cooled body.

"Y'know, now that you mention it," he postulated, putting his hand to his chin and everything. But there was no containing his bright grin. "I am feeling a bit...whoa!"

Thena laughed as well as Gilgamesh feigned slumping against her shoulder. A human may not have been able to hold him, but he would never drop his full body weight on her without warning, either. "Gilgamesh!"

"Thena, is that you?" he gasped as she started helping him hobble away from the crowd and into the temple. "So weak...I can see the light..."

"You are a terrible actor," she informed him as she got him into the shade.

"Really?" he asked as soon as they were out of sight. "Kingo gave me some tips."

"That was your first mistake."

He chuckled, still with his arm around her as they began walking back to their mothership. "You know Ajak is gonna find him."

Thena looked down at their guest, still lazing in her hand. "If Phastos were not so averse I don't see why I couldn't have one or two. They scurry in of their own accord at least once a day regardless."

"Yeah, and then Phastos gets freaked out, or Sersi thinks it's a rat, and then we have to sweep them out." Gil looked at the little creature again, which opened both layers of eyelids to blink at him.

Thena purred faintly as Gil pressed his lips to the spot where her tiara disappeared into her hair.

"Keep him in my room. Ajak won't think to check there. I'll bring him snacks and stuff."

She angled her head, catching the edge of his jaw with her lips. "Ever a champion of the people."

"Nice try," he brushed off in modesty. His arm drifted from her shoulder to resting his hand at her back. "You are way more important than 'the people' to me."

"You two are bloody disgustin'."

Thena let Druig drag himself past them towards the edge of daylight. "The procession has already passed."

"Well, nothin' I can do 'bout that. Guess I'll head back up-"

"Druig, get outside. You're mingling, and that's that."

Ajak also hustled past them, her deep blue robes breezing behind her petite figure as she all but dragged Druig out with her by the arm. Perhaps in her mission to make Druig more acclimatized to human socializing she had forgotten Thena had also been ordered to 'mingle'.

Gilgamesh nuzzled her hair again, whispering, "I think we got away with it."

Thena hummed, starting up the stairs towards the Domo with him, and their new friend. "Seeing that you both get some rest is more important in this moment."

Gil cupped her hands in one of his, adding to the bed of luxury for the humble lizard. "I think we'll both rest better if you join us."

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Andor Appreciation Week - Day 6: Favourite Quote “The axe forgets, but the tree remembers; now it's our turn to do the chopping.” Going back to the beginning of Episode 6, when the plan is set in motion (it's their turn) (no turning back); the dread is rising; and neither the characters nor us as spectators knew what would happen (so there is still the possibility for everything to turn out terribly well or terribly wrong). thank you so much @andorappreciation for organizing this beautiful event and everyone for making stuff!