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the night they pretended they didn't know the face behind the mask.

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Something that I think ppl who ship both sukka and zutara don't acknowledge enough is the fact that poor Hakoda met both his kids' future spouses on the same day, in the same place and that place just happened to be prison.

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It’s awe inspiring sometimes the things our ancestors did.

When a new churchyard was opened it was believed that the first person buried there had to guard it against the Devil. In order to prevent a human soul from having to perform such a duty a black dog was buried in the north part of the churchyard as a substitute. This churchyard vigil was known as the faire chlaidh or “graveyard watch”.

-Church Grim, Wikipedia

breaking news: local spooky undead dog Is A Good Boy

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concept: aonung and neteyam wearing each other’s armbands in the same (but definitely more obvious) way human soldiers wear each other’s dog tags.

imagine them being war leaders in the fight against the sky people and a hot topic for entertainment in every war camp they stay in is the ongoing betting pool on whether or not they’re together.

the armbands are only the start. they keep accidentally switching knives because of how often they hunt together. aonung suddenly has wooden beads braided into his hair. sometimes, the warpaint on neteyam’s chest will be in the distinct metkayina style and aonung will glare at any warrior that stares at it for too long.

neteyam comes out of aonung’s tent one morning and for the rest of the week every metkayina and omatikayan na’vi is asking both chief’s sons if he’s perhaps courting someone. or is he mated already? is there anything you want to announce? should we keep an eye on somebody for you, in battle?

tonowari sporting the most smug grin on his face when he goes to ask aonung why neteyam spent the night and jake laughing so hard he wakes up half the camp because it turns out neteyam just came in before dawn to discuss battle strategies and came back out to get breakfast, father, truly!

their mothers (and families) trying to speed up the process. lo’ak and tsireya conspiring to get them to confess because they’ve heard the “one-sided” pining for too long damn it.

just. the idea of the two eldest children being so clumsy when it comes to pursuing happiness that might belong to only themselves. it would be so cute.

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So I’ve been binging dramione fics and I really want a fic either from crookshanks pov or Harry’s or something like crook canonically doesn’t like many people but if the cat isn’t with Hermione he’s with Draco. And I want like maybe Harry giving his Man of honor speech and being like “I knew. I knew all along that they’d end up together, Crookshanks picked his dad and that was that.” And I want Ron to like shake his head and be like wow should’ve seen that coming, while Hermione is like what? No they act like they hate each other. And Draco’s like no he just doesn’t know how to show affection properly. Which Hermione says look who’s talking?

#dramione #fic ideas

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jakes about an hour late to the latest iceman-maverick (icemav for short, as phoenix has coined) barbecue, so he’s just passing through the kitchen, not even thinking as he tosses out an easy “hey pops,” to the hosts on his way towards the doors to the backyard.

two voices call back in response. “hey kid.” “good to see you jake.”

he feels the pause. his hand hovers uncertainly over the door handle. slowly, he turns.

iceman and maverick, happily married couple, have suspended all kitchenly duties to glare at each other. “he was talking to me.”

“no, he was talking to me.”

“everyone calls me pops,” ice says, eyes narrowed. “bradley calls me pops. mickey calls me pops. even cyclone called me pops that one time that was embarrassing for all of us.”

maverick waves a hand at ice, the hand also wielding a knife he was using to chop watermelon. “yeah, but jake calls me pops. he called me pops before he knew you. that gives me pops rights.”

jakes debating just slipping out the door when they both turn towards him. in unison like good wingmen.

“jake, buddy, sport, slugger, who were you talking to?”

he offers a shrug. “uh, both of you, i guess.” it’s the truth, he wasn’t thinking too hard about it, his mind focused on getting to the backyard where he has it on good authority that his loving boyfriend is sweaty and shirtless and waiting for someone to share his lawn chair with.

ice purses his lips. “that won’t do.”

“we can’t both be pops,” maverick agrees. “that’s ridiculous.”

“right,” jake says, “that’s what’s ridiculous about this.”

“a challenge then,” ice forges on, ignoring him. “to determine who’s the better pops.”

solemn as their air boss, maverick sticks his hand out (sans knife) to shake on it. in some funhouse mirror reflection of that one photograph that seems to be everywhere, ice clasps his hand back.

and jake is somewhere between laughing, running, and bursting into tears. because no sane person has ever had this argument before and certainly not over him. nobody’s ever fought to be jake seresin’s pops before.

no one except these two ridiculous, crazy old men.

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Aren’t all the good stories always like this? Passed from one mouth to another with one or two things melting into the tongues of those who preach the sanctified word. Forever lost, altered history.

– Stories. Seventy Years of Sleep, nikka ursula (n.t)

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These Thranduil promo shots are golden

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They are adorable

They're the definition of academic rivals + he falls first tropes.

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Look OP made things that are awesome.

VOD PERSONAL TRAINING & PHYSICAL THERAPY

You ever get so frustrated that your file didn’t save just as you were finishing that you put off other things you really need too be doing so that you can redraw the exact. same. thing. again? 🙃 Anyways, that’s how my day is going.

It’s PT!Kix who is also the gym medic. The man carries around a 50lb pack for 12+ hours, Kix is strong af.

Other clone gym selfies:

Howzer

Fives

Waxer, Boil, Gregor, Cody

Echo and 99

Colt and bonus Shaak

Hardcase

Cody

Wolffe

Jesse

Kix

Bly

Fox

Rex and bonus Ahsoka

Neyo

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All the talk about “oh Elon Musk’s buying twitter now all the people who fled from tumblr to twitter are gonna come back here” and gotta say. I’m on edge. SOMETHING happened to tumblr between 2018 and 2020 that turned it from a warzone to a tolerable shitposting website and my one best guess has always been that the p/orn ban sent so many people packing to twitter that we ended up exporting all our native-grown gremlins to the bird site. I back this theory up by the fact that all batshit fandom drama I hear about these days comes from twitter.

So for most people coming back, happy to see you welcome have some tea or coffee over on the table to the left but if the shit-stirrers come back for me it’s on sight. It’s on sight. First time around I was nice I was like “oh I shouldn’t engage if I’m the Bigger Blog that’s a bad move to put smaller blogs on blast :(” free pass is up. I’ll name and shame. I clawed my way back up from 6 feet underground and I’m not doing it again I’ll defend this garbage tower to the death. PVP. I’ll salt the earth I’ll poison the water supply I’ll burn the village down hand in unlovable hand I’ll take everyone and everything down with me before I cede this stupid blog again it’s on. sight.

Oh also there’s some lemon bars too.

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Padawan Anakin Skywalker and Jedi Knight Ahsoka Tano : Star Wars the Clone Wars age reversal AU

Picture is set in a Star Wars alternate universe. Where Ahsoka was an adult's during the Clone Wars and Anakin was a teenager. In this AU Ahsoka also became Anakin's master.

The picture was done by ghostpainters on Instagram

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You know, there’s a thing about Anakin Skywalker. He is a good person. He just isn’t a honorable asshole or a dickhead that is actually for the good guys, no. He is loyal, brave, honest, he tries to save everyone, he is ambitious, determined, protective. That’s why it hurts so bad when he becomes Vader. He doesn’t go from an actually annoying antihero that is more good than bad to a villain. He goes from a good man, a strong man, a man who tried to save everyone to a cruel, merciless, cold one.

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Oh my marrish heart loves this

i’ll be the earth to ground you lydia x jordan, lydia x jackson, celebrity/coffee shop au for @radio-chatter on her birthday 💖

The day Jordan Parrish asked her for her name, Lydia fell in love with him.

It was late enough that she shouldn’t be drinking coffee, not if she wanted a chance at falling asleep at a reasonable time—which she should, given that her call time was just as dawn was breaking and her make-up artist would be irritated if she came onto set with dark circles under her eyes—but she’s jittery and anxious after leaving the club, and the only thing she wants is peace and something warm to hold in her hands and let seep into her bones. There are hundreds of coffee shops in the city and it shouldn’t be difficult to find something open, but she finds herself passing the windows that spill light out onto the dark street until one catches her eye, a long and narrow space that hardly looks big enough for a line to form at the counter. She squints at the peeling gold letters on the window long enough to make out the name—The Abbey—and pulls the door open, cold air rushing in along with her, but the smile she gets from the man at the counter is nothing but warmth.

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Now that’s a thought.

Forbidden.

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A quiet moment 🌊🔥