#in character. / dyn.

[awsok]

glinda (and elphaba)

wicked (2024) / daring greatly, brené brown / wicked (2024) / tumblr post, rueyam / for good, stephen schwartz / wicked (2024) / wicked screenplay, winnie holzman & dana fox / sag-aftra foundations conversations, ariana grande / wicked (2024) / tumblr post, xekstrin / the basil and josephine stories, f. scott fitzgerald / the worm king's lullaby, richard siken / wicked screenplay, winnie holzman & dana fox

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

okay do y’all remember in 2019 when the mandalorian season one dropped and the fics were also dropping like immediately?? and we all knew that mando’s real name was Din Djarin but for some reason we didn’t know how to spell it so for a long time all fics about him were with the name “Dyn Djarin” until like episode 7 came out or something and it was revealed it was spelled “Din” and everyone scrambled to change the spelling?? or did I just make all this up??

[dyllpiccle]

GOOD CATCH !

[bloodwr4th-a]

@wickedslip.

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

finding confirmation that kirell was indeed 24 in the original game, and her being a high schooler when she died in argo's choice was a bizarre retcon, is Validating for a number of reasons (i KNEW she was a depressed mafia NEET. i FUCKIN knew it). it also explains philio's complete and total nonexistence in AC, because i'm pretty sure they realized what an Incredibly bad look their previously established relationship would be, and i am now ten times more irritated about that than ever lmao

[huyaoxiaozi]

@feilien | CONT.

Getting out of bed that morning had been more difficult than ever before. Matt was here, peacefully asleep in his arms, warmth and safety enveloping them both, even if it was temporary. He'd wanted nothing more than to stay there for as long as Matt wanted; he wouldn't have cared if it had been all day long. Having the chance to laze in bed all day with someone he adored sounded heavenly.

Unfortunately, Li Ming had a job for him to do nearby — so, Zane had carefully extracted himself from Matt so he wouldn't wake him and briefly went to get the sketching supplies to keep him busy whenever he woke. It was the best way he could think of to still take care of Matt even while he was away, in more ways than one. Then there was nothing left to do but to get the job done.

When he returned hours later, the apartment was dark. At first, Zane thought Matt must still be asleep — but, when he flipped on the light switch, he saw Matt hunched over the sketchbook, drawing away. Their eyes met and Zane couldn't have stopped the warm, affectionate crooked smile that tugged at his lips if he'd tried. He set their take out bags on the counter first then approached Matt from behind where he sat on the couch. Zane leaned down to wrap his arms around Matt's shoulders with a sigh as he peered at what he'd been working on. With a swell of pride, he saw that several pages had already been used.

Zane nudged the side of Matt's head with his own. ❝Was there a reason you've been drawing in the dark this whole time? You're already practically blind,❞ he teased lightly, his voice a low rumble close to Matt ear… and then, he was already pressing a kiss against the others jaw, a couple against his neck, breathing him in. Zane just couldn't help himself.

[cloverskentwells]

everyone saying mama's boy cato: correct. also think of: mama's boy cato x daddy's girl/serial killer's daughter clove

[drekkavacarc]

𝐓𝐖𝐎  -  𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄  ;      ‘  y’were  dreamin’.’  The  familiar  look  in  their  eyes  lacks  HARVEY’s  soft  watery  gaze  ,  voice  too  hoarse.  ‘  go  back  to  sleep.’  Far  be  it  from  TWO-FACE  to  hesitate  in  anything  but  a  hand  comes  to  run  through  her  hair  briefly  before  he  pulls  away  .   ﹐   @halfdent.

             Had  they  been  awake  ,  they  would  have  seen  the  𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒  that  they  were  safe.   They  would  have  seen  the  signs  of  𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄  surrounding  them.   But  instead  ,  stuck  in  their  own  nightmares  …  They  weren't  in  Gotham.   They  weren't  with  them.   Trapped  in  their  head  ,  all  they  could  see  was  that  base.

❛❛  Keep  going  Anya!  Again!  ❜��

             Sharp  commands  rung  through  the  room  ,  echoing  like  it  was  coming  from  someone  𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑.   When  eyes  shifted  to  focus  on  the  other  asset  in  the  center  of  the  ring  with  her  …  It  wasn't  just  another  asset.   It  was  𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐄.

             A  scenario  they  had  been  forced  into  time  &  time  again.   Project  Legacy  couldn't  𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄  decent.   Defection  couldn't  be  tolerated.   A  lesson  needed  to  be  taught.   One  that  would  work  for  Anya  at  least  for  a  very  long  time.   Twin  eyes  looked  up  from  a  battered  face.   Blood  covering  any  other  features  that  might  reveal  the  identity  of  the  child  cowering  at  her  feet.

             Hands  𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑.   Shaking  at  their  sides  until  they  chance  to  look  away  from  their  brother  ,  the  other  half  of  them  ,  &  instead  looking  to  bloody  hands  ,  only  for  them  to  turn  into  a  fist.   It's  hard  to  see.   Hard  to  𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓  even  though  they  know  how  this  plays  out.   They  know  how  this  ends.   They've  been  here  before  …  Many  times.   Hesitation  kicks  in  …  Her  head  shaking  at  him  when  he  begs  her  to  do  as  they  ask.   Tears  that  had  been  held  in  her  heterochromatic  hues  since  they  started  this.

❛❛  I  said  NOW  Asset.   Attack!  ❜❜

             There's  a  stabbing  feeling  in  their  head.   Like  a  𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐄  being  driven  into  their  temple.   It  hurts  ,  enough  to  knock  their  focus  from  the  defiance  ,  head  shaking  with  the  sharp  headache  now  clouding  their  senses.   It  didn't  matter  now.   Gone  were  the  days  where  a  Soldier  would  come  to  rescue  the  lost  children.   The  Soldier  was  gone  ,  it  was  all  over.   That  switch  𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒  though.   Doing  exactly  as  intended  ,  blocking  everything  except  the  main  directive.   Attack  the  other  asset.   Angry  eyes  stalking  toward  the  badly  beaten  teen  …  Before  eyes  open.

             Eyes  open  ,  &  the  room  they  had  just  been  in  was  𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄.   The  cold  ,  gym  like  room  traded  for  the  space  she  called  home  now.   It  wasn't  the  building  that  made  it  home  …  It  was  them.   Cold  didn't  feel  cold  when  they  were  with  them.   Not  like  it  used  to.   It's  not  the  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓  nightmare  they've  had  since  meeting  Harvey.   He  was  always  there.   Ready  to  𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃  &  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓.   Ready  to  protect  against  the  demons  of  their  past  coming  back  to  remind  them  of  their  wrong  doings.

             Except  this  time  …  It's  not  Harvey.   In  the  dark  ,  it  could  be  hard  to  tell.   Often  times  they  have  to  rely  on  𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐒  ,  little  tells  at  who  has  the  driver's  seat  in  any  given  moment.   Sounds  are  the  main  clue  though.   Micro  expressions  being  something  you  have  to  read  just  to  know  who  you're  talking  to.   Harvey's  called  her  an  enigma  before  …  But  he  &  Two  bring  a  whole  new  meaning  to  the  word.   It's  beautiful.   That  𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐋  ,  small  &  soft  ,  but  present  …  Tells  them  all  they  need  to  know  who  it  is.

             Shoulder's  tense.   Waiting  for  some  sort  of  comment  that  will  𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐘  pull  Harvey  to  come  to  their  defense.   Something  about  being  𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐑  ,  but  instead  there  are  few  words  ,  as  gentle  as  they've  ever  felt  the  alter  ,  combing  a  hand  through  disheveled  brown  locks.   A  hand  reaches  up  ,  feeling  his  hand  𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.   Not  yet  ,  she  still  needs  that.   A  weathered  hand  grabs  for  his  ,  a  bit  of  insistence  in  the  pressure  used  to  squeeze  his  ,  but  all  she  can  do  is  shake  her  head  while  tears  attempt  to  fall  unseen  under  cover  of  darkness.    ❛❛  𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭  𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞  𝐦𝐲  𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬  𝐢𝐟  𝐈  𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐭𝐨.  ❜❜    No  surprise  there.   If  he  had  a  peak  into  her  mind  he'd  understand.    ❛❛  𝐈'𝐦  𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲  𝐈  𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞  𝐲𝐨𝐮.  ❜❜

[mastcrmarksman]

continued // @danversiism

[ CONTACT // Captain Sparkle ]

it is not a sandwich

why would i come to your house to make you a sandwich

if you are hungry we can grab lunch

but no

not a sandwich

you just won the opportunity to help me watch these kids i am babysitting for a neighbor

we are taking them to the fair

[danderosa]

@skullkxd asked: “Leon? … do you think I’m bein’ a good champion? Do you think I’m doin good?”

❝ I do. I'm very impressed with how well you've taken to the role. ❞

No time is needed to think of an answer. Leon likes to think he's made no secret of the fact that he's proud of Ree, and is deeply honoured by the chance to be a part of their journey thus far. It's been a real pleasure to watch them flourish and develop not only their own battle confidence, but that of their teammates as well, and he's certain that the grand heights of Championhood are something he'll thrive under equally well.

Every region has a good Champion. That is, after all, why they're Champions.

The question is, of course: why are they good Champions? They're strong, naturally, but there's far more to the role than mere battling skill alone, a fact any one of them will be quick to confirm.

❝ But, if I may offer some advice... I think you need to decide what makes a Champion good. What makes you a worthy bearer of the title, versus any other Trainer in Alola? How are you going to make your mark on the communities around you and improve the region? That's what you should start thinking about. ❞

❝ You've gotten yourself a whole lot of power and influence, and now it's time you considered what you're going to do with it. ❞

[heartsbreaking]

GRACIE'S INSTAGRAM DURING THE PARIS OLYMPlCS 1/??

featuring . . . gracie floyd & team usa

mutuals may interact, do not reblog without permission

[awsok]

shin hati — season one character study

introduction in the odyssey, emily wilson / ahsoka, 'master and apprentice' / ahsoka, 'fallen jedi' / so we must meet apart, gabrielle bates & jennifer s. cheng / ahsoka, 'far far away' / between dog and wolf, rené-xavier prinet / ahsoka, 'far far away' / ahsoka, 'dreams and madness' / ahsoka, 'dreams and madness' / camp damascus, chuck tingle / ahsoka, 'the jedi the witch and the warlord' / the sun is also a star, nicola yoon

[immobiliter]

@apocryphis sent a meme: you can’t count on anyone, especially your heroes. (al-haitham to dehya :))

       Dehya hadn't particularly wanted him to find out. Her investigations into Dakan Al-Ahmar had been going on for months, after all, and Al-Haitham would have remained none the wiser to these various goings on in the desert had their own fortuitous meeting at Caravan Ribat not been interrupted by Harun and her other Blazing Beasts mercs with new intel as to the brigade's most recent movements. Given all they'd been through together, it hardly seemed fair to exclude him from the conversation, but there was undeniable ripple of... not fear, exactly, but trepidation settled in the pit of her stomach as she listened to him engage with the problem, ask questions, approach the issue with rigorous curiosity as he presumably would one of his academic texts... and eventually be told by her well-meaning brothers-in-arms that the leader of this troublesome faction of Deshret's Relics was in fact her own father.

       She'd thanked the guys for passing on their intel, and they seemed to get the message at that point to give the pair some space — but, now that they were alone, stood under one of the shaded awnings, shielded from the unforgiving glare of the desert sun, Dehya wasn't entirely sure what to say next.

       Surprisingly, it was Al-Haitham who breached the silence, and the remark finally prompted Dehya to turn her head to meet his gaze. As always with the Akademiya Scribe, it was hard to tell when he was being sincere, but this felt like some genuine attempt at reassurance, albeit a clumsy one.

       “ Yeah. Well, fortunately, my father has never been my hero. ” She hoped she didn't sound too defensive, turning away from him and folding her arms across her chest. What else was there to say? Kusayla had always been a drunk, a lecher, a thug... but now he was a violent murderer too, indiscriminately attacking targets all over the desert. Dehya wasn't surprised at his behaviour, and yet some small part of her foolishly hoped that, ever since the argument that had prompted her to walk out of his life forever, he might have engaged in a little self-reflection and changed his ways. She sighed. “ He's always been like this, but now he's hurting others so brazenly I have no choice but to do something about it. ”

       Trying to shake off her disappointment and bitterness was harder than she expected but, reminding herself that the only way to fix things was to go out there and do something about it, she finally turned back to her companion. It occurred to her that she didn't even know yet why Al-Haitham was here at the Ribat in the first place — whether he had sought her out, or if this had indeed just been a coincidental crossing of paths. “ I'm sorry if you sought me out because Lord Kusanali needs me at the Akademiya or something, but this has to come first, Al-Haitham. If one day the desert is to become a safe place where nobody needs an armed escort in order to cross it, then I have to start by pulling out the roots, one at a time. ”

[lvebug]

dovebug was a joke at first but im not sure it still is

[bloodwr4th-a]

before going to bed, friendly reminder that kol likes to walk around town at night, wondering what life would look like if his little brother, henrik, beloved was along side him. the guy would probably fight anyone trying to disrespect him. he loved his baby brother. still loves.

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

reading ToW as a kid i was confused by how angry bruno was with ilere from the moment they walked in, and how fast he Lost It, but looking back i'm just like yeah if someone dumped my traumatized little sister in the woods to fend for herself for ten years i would not be very patient with them either