#it leaves so much to the imagination

[softquietsteadylove]

Thena is crying. Gil is worried until he realizes it’s because….she is cutting onions 😂 something silly maybe?

Gil looked up from within the garden, delicately snipping spices and herbs for the next few days of cooking. He looked around him, hair standing on end. Something was wrong.

He stood, dusting off his hands and examining the landscape. It wasn't an incoming sandstorm, and it wasn't a pack of ostriches on the move. He couldn't sense any impending danger, just that something...wasn't right.

He looked back at the house, just a short distance from where he had set up the herb spiral and the rest of the garden. Usually if something had set off Thena, there were signs--tiny little warnings they had learned to become more sensitive to over time.

Gil took off like a shot at the sound of a sniffle. It was definitely Thena, tearing up just a little bit. The small hiccup in her breath, the clench of her throat squeezing her vocal cords high and tight. He could already imagine her trying to hold back her tears.

He hated it when she cried.

He felt so helpless, watching her fears or sorrows or frustrations boil over like that. Most of all, he hated how much she hated it. Thena hated anything she didn't have control over, to a certain degree. She thought it made her weak.

But his Thena was so unbelievably strong. Not just as the Warrior Eternal, but just as Thena. None of them would be strong enough to endure Mahd Wy'ry the way she had, and he believed that with his whole heart. He knew for a fact that he could never live with himself if he hurt her the way she was forced to when she got pulled under.

In the very beginning, she would hide her tears from him. She would hide herself away from him and curl up and cry by herself. Thena's misery did not love company. But slowly, the more she came to truly feel and accept that it was just the two of them out here, the more she let him lure her out of her solitude.

And now...how far they had come.

"Thena!" he burst into the house, sliding in with a manic look in his eye.

She blinked at him, tears on her cheeks, sniffling. She tilted her head, "what's wrong?"

He let out a breath, his shoulders sinking. He walked over, shaking his head with a smile as he brushed some tears away for her. "What are you doing?"

Thena gestured with her kitchen knife (they had both agreed she wouldn't summon a weapon for the mere act of cutting food). "You are making stew, are you not?"

Gil nodded, freely wrapping his arms around her tiny waist and swaying them both. She had not protests. "I am."

"So," she laughed faintly at whatever had inspired his need to express his affections. She swayed with him, letting him hold her from behind and leaning back on him. "You will need plenty of onions."

Gil buried his nose in her mane of blonde. "I was worried."

"For the onions?"

"Thena," he chided, smiling into her hair. "I heard you. I thought you were crying."

"I am," she laughed faintly as he pressed his lips to the shell of her ear, "in a way."

"I mean it." He could hear her rolling her eyes at him and his worrying, but he gave her a little squeeze. "I came rushing back because I thought you needed a cuddle."

"I have need for no such thing, Gilgamesh." And yet, here she was, happily still in his embrace while the onions sat neglected. She turned her head vaguely in his direction, "I'm sorry I worried you."

He kissed the back of her head, "s'okay. I'm just glad you're all right."

Thena sighed, abandoning her onion efforts and turning in his arms. "Did you find success?"

He smiled at her, still swaying them gently, "yep--the stew will be great. I just have to go and get what I picked, now."

Thena laughed at the thought of him abandoning his little spice basket at the sound of her distress.

Oh, how far they had come since first arriving in this arid, desolate paradise.

Gil leaned forward, capturing her lips for himself. Her head tilted up for him, her hands landing at his cheeks first and then snaking behind his head.

At one time, they had separate rooms. Thena did her best to seal herself away at the end of the hall and he would be left to knock on her door, constantly asking if she would just so much as look at him.

Now; he smiled against her lips, "how 'bout a nap?"

Thena hummed against his lips as well, still letting herself lavish languidly in his love. "There are onions to be prepared. And you haven't even started the meat yet."

"That can wait," he shrugged, already subtly pulling them in the direction of their shared bed. "Or are you hungry and impatient?"

"I am neither of those things."

She had both of those things in abundance.

"Then lie down with me," he whispered, walking them backwards and keeping close to her, brushing the tip of his nose against hers. "Just for an hour."

"Hm," she mused, letting him dance them into their room with the door wide open. "I think being in this desert has made you lazy."

Gil kissed her again, letting their tongues meet slowly and lazily like waves on a beach. "I just have things I would rather be doing, now."

[shhroomer]

omg kahl broflobster !?

[juniemunie]

[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]

Hitting a lil' too close to home?

[kizzer55555]

DP x DC: The Most Dangerous Card Game

Ok so Danny has essentially claimed earth as his. And he is fully aware that there are constant threats to the planet. Now he can’t stop a threat that originates on earth (that’s something he’ll leave to the Justice league) but he can do something about outside threats. Doing some research on ancient spells, rituals, and artifacts, he cast a world wide barrier on the planet to protect it from hostile threats so they cannot enter. This will prevent another Pariah Dark incident. However, barriers like this come at a price. You see, there are two ways to make a barrier. Either make one powered up by your own energy and power (which would be constantly draining) or set up a barrier with rules. The way magic works is that nothing can be absolutely indestructible. It must have a weakness. The most powerful barriers weren’t the ones reinforced with layer after layer of protective charms and buffed up with power. Those could eventually be destroyed either by being overpowered, wearing them down, or by cutting off the original power source. No, the most powerful barriers were the ones with a deliberate weakness. A barrier indestructible except for one spot. A cage that can only be opened from the outside. Or that can only be passed with a key or by solving a riddle. So Danny chooses this type of barrier and does the necessary ritual and pours in enough power to make it. And he adds his condition for anyone to enter. 

Now the Justice league? Find out about the barrier when Trigon attempts to attack, they were preparing after he threatened what he would do once he got to earth. How he would destroy them. The Justice league tried to take the fight to him first but were utterly destroyed, so they retreated home to tend to their injuries, and fortify earth for one. Last. Stand. Only when Trigon makes his big entrance…he’s stopped.

The Justice league watch in awe as this thin see-through barrier with beautiful green swirls and speckled white lights like stars apears blocking Trigon and his army’s advance. The barrier looks so thin and fragile yet no matter how hard the warlord hits, none of his attacks can get through and neither can he damage said barrier. That’s when Constantine and Zatanna recognizes what this barrier is. Something only a powerful entity could create. For a moment, the league is filled with hope that Trigon can’t get through yet Constantine also explains that it’s not impenetrable. And clearly Trigon knows this too for he calls out a challenge. 

And that’s when, in a flash of light, a tiny glowing teenager appears. He looked absolutly minuscule compared to Trigon and yet practically glowed with power (this isn’t a King Danny AU though).

And that is when the conditions for passing the barrier are revealed. And the Justice realize that the only thing stopping Trigon and his army from decimating earth. The only way he can get through….is by beating this glowing teenager in a card game. 

Not just any card game though. The most convoluted game Sam, Danny, and Tucker invented themselves. It’s like the infinite realms version of magic the gathering, combined with Pokémon, and chess. And Danny is the master. So sit down Trigon and let’s play.

(The most intense card game of the Justice league’s life).

After Danny wins, this happens a few more times with outer word beings and possibly even demons attempting to invade earth, yet none have been able to beat the mysterious teenager in a card game. Constantine might even take a crack at it and try to figure out how to play. He’s really bad though. Every time this happens, the Justice league worry that this might be the time the teenager looses. Yet every time, he wins (even if only barely). 

Meanwhile, Danny, Sam, and Tucker have gotten addicted to the game and play it almost daily. Some teachers might seem them playing the game are are like ‘awww how cute’ not realizing this game is literally saving the world. Jazz is just happy they aren’t spending as much time on their screens playing Doomed.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hello Madam. Sorry Madam.

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[housederiva]

[mipmoth]

Yamask Ingo in sinnoh chilling doing pokemon stuff idk eating a berry

[That moment when little]

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

that just confirmed what i already knew which is that i never ever ever want to see them kiss like even that was way too much for me i kept saying “ew” and covering the screen. girl back tf up. their faces should never be that close together on god’s internet.

[vaguely-concerned]

the fact that irving canonically survives through the end of asunder to be at wynne's funeral is so fucking funny to me. nothing but love and respect for MY unstoppable cockroach morally grey machiavellian mage dad!!! he's survived in his position through multiple attempted rites of annulment and blood mage plots popping up left right and center around him. the chantry keeps trying to stamp him out but his dodge game is simply out of this world, divine. civil wars, political machinations and minefields, chantry atrocities, this wily old motherfucker is dodging and weaving his way through it all, not-quite-no-hits-taken-running-it-but-honestly-close-enough-under-the-circumstances style. if solas does succeed in tearing down the veil I would fully believe that one of the like three people still alive at the end of it all would be a very weary 90 year old first enchanter irving going 'oh this shit again huh'. the maker has cursed him for his hubris and his paperwork is never finished (affectionate, it's fine he canonically loves paperwork)

[oddberryshortcake]

I was wondering why Kalim and Jamil's outfits were so similar and Kalim's home turning into Jamil's, and I know a part of it is saving on assets since chapter 7 is HUGE, but I think there's a lot of symbolism in there too.

In this fake school, this is their school uniform. For Kalim, the colors are white and blue, and dream Jamil wears that, conforming to Kalim's idealistic view of him. The same is true for the opposite, inverting the colors to be red and black to suit Jamil's vision.

Jamil taking Kalim's home and making it his own I think is both showing how Malleus has very shallow ideas of what happiness means to people and also Jamil's inability to perceive life outside of servitude and Kalim.

We know what his real dream is- to be free and travel the world. But in this dream, he takes over Kalim's life and steals what, deep down, he believes should belong to him since a lot of what Kalim gets (like good grades, talent, etc.) is due to Jamil's sacrifices and undermining himself.

He's instructed by the adults in his life to make sure Kalim is happy at the expense of his own happiness, so of course in this 'happy dream' taking what Kalim has equals happiness, except it's not him.

There is a world out there outside of the caste system he lives in and his determination to break out and have that for himself is huge. I love reading too into them asdfghasd

[spielzeugkaiser]

[MASTERPOST] - [prev] I just want you to imagine Jaskier, very early post trial, mostly nonverbal, not in control of his strength yet being just such a creepy kid sometimes. (His parents still love him obviously.) I also have a feeling that Jaskier is subconsciously 100% stressed at all times and wants to do his absolute best to please his parents and make zero mistakes so that they won't send him away again. (They didn't and he knows that, but he is just a traumatized child.)

[meagancandraw]

You ever think about how neither of them got to say goodbye?

[ethan-acfan]

Just your friendly reminder that during ac3, they had started leaving Desmond in the animus for up to 3 days at a time, possibly longer. They also didn't tell him he was going to be spending extended time in the animus until AFTER the time had already passed, and not only that, they told him in an email. Not even to his face, through a goddamn email.

[gurggggleburgle]

As a former horse girl I love the Binghorses drawn by @meltedmush because every weird and cryptid suggestion and art of them just existing makes me stop and go: no wait horses will just do that. Horses are so weird. Horse behavior is so much

Horses will just stare at you through a window and if they're smart they can figure out certain doors. There is a specific kind of surreal of watching a horse walk into your house that is both very cute and cursed. SQQ could totally wake up to a Binghorse having broken into his house and staring at him

Horses also are weird and poorly designed biologically so if they sit for too long they can actually crush their organs and won't be able to stand up again. So I can see SQQ fretting over a bingfoal and asking if they're okay. Also they don't have the ability to sense being full. It is completely possible for a horse to eat too much and die. So again fretting mother hen SQQ planning special Binghorse diet only for Binghorse to come back and drop a dead bird in front of him.

It is completely plausible that SQQ can look up one day and see a binghorse sitting in a tree. Both cows and horses will climb trees. Goats too. I don't know why. They just will. The horse loose in a hospital bit is funny because horses on their own will just do that. They do just end up in places. It feels absurd but it's true. Getting jumped scared by a Binghorse totally believable.

Imagine that SQQ sees a Binghorse with a broken leg! The death knell of any normal horse. He can frett over those beautiful terribly designed legs as Binghorse is kept suspended in a swing thing.

And then the moment you combine omnivore snatch hunter it gets even funnier because I'm certain a real horse would if it could. The fact that people are in any way convinced horses are just cute and sweet and not weird terrifying little horrors of biology will never not be funny.

[aenslem]

Then employ one of your own superstitions. Wish me luck.

[teetering-dinosaur]

“my congratulations captain, a dazzling display of logic” yall might as well just fuck on the bridge at this point