#the matching grins

[cementcornfield]

Another angle of Joe's Griddy 🔥

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[kathrynmhahn]

Amanda Rollins & Sonny Carisi Law & Order SVU 26.03

[mettywiththenotes]

Hori killed off the villain trio because he knew they would have screamed the stadium down in the second year sports festival cheering for their heroes

[slutforpringles]

Daniel Ricciardo congratulating race winner Oscar Piastri after the Azerbaijan GP | Sunday | Baku | XPB

[ghost-proofbaby]

thinking about how eddie munson probably has a ridiculous collection of guitar picks. little jars of them. some collected at shows, some he picked up for a nickel at the only local music shop he's ever trusted to do work on his Sweetheart, some he was gifted for free at his local record shop that he's been frequenting for years now. the little old man running the record shop even gets excited when new vinyls are sent out with promotional merch, and he knows it's a band or musician eddie is into. probably even called eddie in at times and handed him a handful of metallica themed pics, hardly worth much, but solely because "i knew you like them and will find a good use for these, son".

my point is, he's got a pick for every occasion. shitty plastic thin ones for just fucking around with. thicker, nicer ones that might have been proper holiday gifts to him. the kind that are meant to hook on his fingers like rings (he tried using them a few times, especially for rifts, but ended up saying he played better when he felt the strings against his skin instead while picking away). novelty ones, ones that just looked plain cool. so on and so forth.

and he's got his collection just sitting in little jars across his room. he used to keep them in other things, like old ash trays or tin cans he'd cut and mold to be good containers. but then he started dating you, and you insisted on lending him any empty jars you weren't using. you had your own collections in yours: pretty stones found down by the creek, bottle caps of the sodas you and eddie get every time you stop at the gas station right on the edge of town by lover's lake - you even had one of every single crumpled up note eddie had ever given you over your time of dating. a few jars of those, actually. so what was lending him a few spares? at this point, the jars were a collection in themselves, and... well... it was prettier to see his vast collection in those glass jars anyways. being able to pick out the vibrant tones of the guitar pick you'd been with him as he'd purchased two weeks prior, or the pick from the show you'd gotten him tickets to last christmas. it was nice. a cute reminder of time spent, of what made eddie munson tick.

the important thing is, eddie munson isn't blind. he sees the way you look at that collection, especially after he fills the jars with it.

how some days, he'll be strumming away on his guitar, softly humming, and you'll just grab a jar to pick through. interrupting his nonsensical playing to ask him where he got one you didn't recognize, sometimes asking for the stories behind ones he knew you already knew. he'd caught on to the way you just liked hearing him talk, especially about the things he cared most about.

you also really, really liked the pick he wore as a necklace. it was probably your favorite in his collection, and you knew it was his favorite too. giving it as a gift to you was never an option, because it had been given as a gift to him originally by his mom.

so he does the next best thing.

he figures out your favorite pick in his collection. the one you always go back to, the one you ask for the story behind on a nearly weekly basis. one similar to the one always resting against his collarbones. pearly sheen, marbled tones, a slow indent the shape of his thumb being worn into the old tortoiseshell. it's a little less red, a little bit brighter, and he can't even strum it against his strings anymore without thinking of you. it's somehow become his lucky pick - the pick he cherishes most aside the one from his mom.

and the one he chooses to turn into a necklace, for you.

does it all himself. carefully piercing a hole through the top just like his own, picks out a nice chain that costs two paychecks of his, takes an old pocket knife to it and spends weeks carving your initials into the shiny material. he's gentle as hell with it, finishing it off with some gold paint to fill in the carving that matches the chain and swirling tones of the picks.

a week before christmas he nearly backs out of the gift idea, and almost begs wayne to help him go to the mall and pick out some other basic but safe gift for you. a perfume/cologne, a nice sweater, anything. wayne refuses to let him, and the only thing the gentle old man will offer is a nice box for eddie to place that necklace born of love into.

the look on your face on christmas morning, sitting in the center of the munson's living room, on the verge of happy tears as you lift the homemade necklace so gently, soothes away every single doubt ever had about it all.

and the look on wayne's face is a simple, caring, stern vision of i told you so.

[fritzes]

a confused taylor fritz completely forgets about his roland garros match against casper ruud

[iridescentoracle]

i am so obsessed with how like. taken as read the ot3 are at this point. like on the one hand it feels like they've been building up to this for ages but on the other hand it kind of feels like i blinked and we skipped right past some Major Turning Point where everything got spelled out and we're just already in firmly Established Relationship-land. obviously tarvek is too well-protected for anyone to assassinate openly, look how angry his boyfriend and girlfriend are at the idea of anyone threatening him. at this point i'm half-convinced agatha's just going to refer to her boyfriends in passing to someone else and no one's even going to comment on it until van finds out twenty pages later and immediately starts making everyone pay up

[beaulesbian]

[creatureoftheshade]

Chelsea Smile

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For a while I've been trying to find some healed Glasgow smile CC, but so far I haven't had any luck. So I decided to just make my own! This is my first ever CC creation so it's far from perfect, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! My very good friend @veebyjeebiess made some lovely sims to model the scars, you can find lookbooks for them here!

[wiideletedmew]

old or unfinished doodles cuz ummm idk. i wonder why its 90% one guy

[backpackingspace]

Eurylochus trying to physically drag odysseus by his ankles as odysseus clings to some tree root. (They've reached a stalemate. Polites couldn't make it today for some reason, he had blacksmithing training.)

Eurylochus: how the fuck are you king?

Odysseus, who needs to get all his dramatics out before going back to being responsible: didn't you hear i stole it from my dad

Eurylochus: nevermind I'm just going to kill you

Odysseus: I mean you can try ONE of us is being trained by the goddess of war

@www-dot-why-are-you-here-dot-com

[mappingthesky]

never getting over excited giddy nymph fitting so perfectly against peej <3

[000marie198]

The fact that each of Zuko's little sisters, canon and fanon, are not only powerful benders but also total chaotic gremlins who fear no one

Azula is among the most powerful firebenders, is a master of psychological manipulation and wouldn't hesitate bitch

Toph invented metal bending, is a walking lie detector, cackles in joy at chaos, would wipe out an army singlehandedly for funsies

Kiyi melted a thick metal door down with zero training and she's like 5 or 6!

The world isn't ready for Zuko's three gremlin sisters teaming up. Zuko himself isn't ready for his three gremlin sisters teaming up

[deadeery]

fav part of the new opening…. hiyori is so TINY and yama is so BIG compared to her its so cute. either way that are both like tiny bugs on my screen in which i keep them in a warm enclosure where i feed and sing to them everynight

[sapphic--kiwi]

realized i never posted this art i did in july of carlos with mine & @ironheartwriter‘s co-creation, Cielo the shiny Umbreon 💙

(forever obsessed with lana’s tarlos pokémon AU. more info about these two under the cut)

background: Cielo was a female Eevee that Carlos found injured and nursed back to health, forming a strong protective bond between them. She eventually evolved into Umbreon, and though she and Carlos are incredibly close, she’s not in his work team of Pokémon since he doesn’t want her getting hurt again. Cielo also takes a good while to warm up to TK when he and Carlos start hooking up/eventually dating, but with time she becomes just as fiercely protective of him as she is of Carlos.