#kate middle

[neil-gaiman]

Like Bardcore is a thing and nobody was going to tell me about it?

#kate bush #Middle English #running up that hill #Youtube

[deedala]

Kate Siegel and Rahul Kohli in The Fall of the House of Usher

#hey what if i randomly dropped some gifs from the fall of the house of usher in the middle of the night #like thats normal right #i just love Them #ok im going back to shameless after this no worries lol #the fall of the house of usher #rahul kohli #kate siegel #camille le'spanaye #napoleon usher #tfothouedit #tfothou #giffed🍂

[tigerlii]

"May it be a light for you in dark places, when all other lights go out."

#galadriel #lothlorien #middle earth #lord of the rings #lotr #lotredit #the lord of the rings #tolkien elves #tolkien #jrr tolkien #the hobbit #lotr elves #elves #kate blanchett

[gellavonhamster]

of the Table Round

#moodboard #lil kim #kate bush #emma thompson #lorde #florence and the machine #zendaya #my stuff #scenic world #3k #2k #1k #please note that the person on the middle left uses they/them! i've seen ppl tag this as lady knights bc & that's my fault #bc that's how i tagged it initially #because i didn't know #but yeah these are not all ladies

[piratekane]

(post-3x05 kacy scene)

Warm fingertips press down against the thin skin on the inside of her wrist, a melody she knows that she knows but can’t quite place in the early grey of the morning, the sun rising, muted, through the low clouds outside the window. She was asleep a minute ago and there’s a dream quickly fading away as her eyes open slowly and the room shifts into focus.

“Morning,” Kate whispers, still sunken in her pillow.

“G’morning.” Lucy pulls the words from the back of her throat like she’s pulling cotton from a cattail. “Time s’it?”

Kate doesn’t roll over to check her phone. “Early,” she guesses. “Too early for our day off.”

A day off. A present for her jungle excursion, courtesy of Tennant. A whole day to let her body come down from the high of being chased through thick vegetation with a life hanging delicately in her hands. Lucy lets her eyes close again and sinks back into her pillow. She goes back to focusing on Kate’s fingers looped carefully around the wrist between them. Tap, tap, taptap. Tap, tap. A song, then. One that she knows but can’t quite place.

“Is that Boot Scootin Boogie?”

Kate exhales a short laugh. “Taylor Swift.”

“Who else would it be?” Lucy feels the bed shift as Kate slides a little closer. She can feel the soft heat coming off Kate’s bare arms and wants to reach for it, pull it back over her, close her eyes and slip back into sleep for just a little bit longer.

It was a long day yesterday, her nerves pulled to their breaking point. When she stepped over the threshold to their apartment, the weight she had been working so hard to push off came crashing down on her. She doesn’t remember tasting the pizza Kate ordered, doesn’t remember picking Love is Blind on the TV or queuing up where they left off. She doesn’t remember brushing her teeth or turning out the light.

She does remember Kate’s body warm behind her on the couch, her own body pressed to Kate’s front as they sat wrapped up in each other. She remembers Kate’s arms and how they wrapped low around her waist in bed and held her tightly. She remembers soft lips to her bare shoulder and I love you against her skin as she let the exhaustion take over.

She remembers the Kate of it all, the steady and warm and loving presence she’s come to need like oxygen in her lungs. She remembers the overwhelming feeling of love—one she thought she’d never find in a million years.

“I could sleep another hundred hours,” she admits, eyes still closed.

She feels Kate’s smile against the back of her hand. “You can. We have nothing planned today.”

The thought is so tempting. She could pull Kate’s arms around her, drape them over her like the light comforter they’re sharing, and let herself sink back into sleep. It’s not too far off; she could reach for it and be asleep in moments.

But Kate is awake and tapping out a Taylor Swift song against her pulse point and that usually means banana pancakes and a Golden Girls marathon and pressing Kate against the counter edge and kissing her until either their lungs start to burn or the pancakes start to smoke. Lucy loves those mornings and the way Kate tastes like the bites of bananas she snuck before mixing them into the batter.

“Did I dream yesterday?”

“Only if we were having the same nightmare.” Kate’s free hand pushes back some of Lucy’s hair. “Otherwise, it was real.”

Lucy slides her foot forward, curling her ankle around Kate’s calf. “I thought so.” She opens one eye, studying Kate’s profile. She’s committed it to memory by now. “I feel like a truck ran me over.”

“It did,” Kate murmurs. “That very much happened.”

Lucy sighs. Yesterday wasn’t a dream. She can see it vividly in her mind and she closes her eyes against it again, trying to fill it with Kate—Kate so close and so warm.

“I’m not ready to talk yet,” she admits. She isn’t. She can’t. She’s still working through her family in her own mind; she can’t possibly put into words what they’re like and what they’ve done to her and to each other.

“We don’t have to talk.” Kate’s voice is soft and genuine and Lucy thinks again—again and again—how lucky she is. “We can just lay here. We don’t have to do anything at all.”

Lucy knows Kate isn’t lying. She knows Kate won’t push and she won’t prod and she’ll let Lucy set the pace for when and where and how. And it sounds perfect—a whole day in bed with Kate and their bodies pressed close together, hidden away from the world.

But someone told her to live her life yesterday. Someone who had the courage to throw theirs to the wind and start over from scratch. Someone who proved that there are still good people in the world who want to do what’s right for the sake of doing the right thing. And even if she can’t talk about it yet, even if she’s not ready to unlock the ugly parts of her past and lay them out on the table, she’s not going to lay in bed all day and let the world just pass her by.

“No.” She opens both eyes, staring deeply into Kate’s brown ones. “Let’s get up. We can make pancakes.”

“Banana or blueberry?”

“Both,” she says, feeling greedy and not caring. “And bacon. And toast. And—“

Kate laughs. “Okay. Remember we can only eat so much.”

“I can eat so much. I’m from—“

“Texas, yes.” Kate laughs again and leans in, kissing Lucy softly and pulling away too soon.

Lucy thinks about chasing her, pressing her deep into the mattress and not stopping until she has to come up for air. But she settles on letting Kate pull away and slide out of bed, pulling her hair up into a ponytail that exposes the long line of her neck. In her thin tank top and her soft shorts, no one has ever looked more beautiful than Kate does right now.

Lucy may be holding some things back, may be keeping some things close to the vest, but this? This she wants to scream from the rooftops. This she wants everyone to know. This she wants to tell Kate.

“I love you.”

Kate looks back over her shoulder, a smile on her face that threatens to break through the grey clouds outside their window. “I love you too.”

Live your life, Lucy Tara.

Lucy smiles as she gets up and stretches her arms above her head, feeling the tension break in her shoulders. She is going to live her life. She’s going to take every moment and hold it tightly in her hands. She’s going to love Kate with every part of her that’s capable of it and when she’s ready she’ll tell Kate everything she wants to know.

“Lucy?”

Lucy looks up. “Hmm?”

“I said, we can make toast too. If you want.”

She thinks about it for a moment before she smiles. “Life is too short to skip the toast.”

Kate rolls her eyes, pulling the sheet back up on the bed. “Where did you read that?”

“That’s a Lucy Tara quote, free of charge.” She winks when Kate laughs and scrubs her hair back off her neck into a bun. “There’s more where those came from, by the way.”

“Lucky me,” Kate grumbles, still smiling.

“Yeah,” Lucy says softly. “Lucky you.” She holds Kate’s eyes for a moment. “Lucky us.”

Kate’s smile slips into shy before she clears her throat and gives the neatly-made bed one last pat. “Lucky us,” she echoes. She slips out of the bedroom and heads towards the kitchen, humming something under her breath.

Lucy watches her walk away and thinks: this is a good life. This is a life worth living.

She follows Kate.

#ncis: hawai'i #kacy #kate whistler #lucy tara #post-ep shenanigans #a next morning run-on sentence that won't let me go #i wrote this in my notes app during a family easter dinner so excuse me i was in the middle of passing the peas when this idea came to me #actually it was mashed potatoes and my cousin wouldn't shut up about tswift and i was like get me outtttttta here #and since my brain is kacy-mush anyway this just happened #k bye <3

[whatimdoing-here]

Lucy worried for Kate

NCIS HAWAII | 2.21 & 2.22

BONUS:

(reunited and it feels so good)

(for the lovely @commander0fmyheart )

#ncis hawaii #ncis hawai'i #kacy #kate x lucy #lucy tara #kate whistler #yasmine al bustami #tori anderson #the way lucy swings from scolding to complimenting and worry in the way she does #it's a lot #and the relief in the last one it's fine #and in every one you can see the boys they're like nah not getting in the middle of that #love them #mine #mine: ncis hawaii

[riversofmars]

OMG my non-whovian wife just absolutely assassinated my companion preferences 😭😭😭

Me: *going on about not liking young, naive "please show me the universe, oh clever Doctor 🥺" companions* Wife: ".... Well... hardly surprising, is it, when you're not 19 anymore. Young whovians identify with those companions cause they want to be them, old whovians identify with the Doctor happy to show the young ones around. You're neither. You're Liv and Helen. Or River. Or Kate. Romana... Missy..." Me: "..... a queer woman???" Wife: "Middle-aged, competent and confident." Me: "Right..." Wife: "Yes, and queer. Those are all gay, aren't they?"

A) I'm extremely impressed with how many suitable DW characters she managed to name!

B) SHE CALLED ME MIDDLE AGED 😭💀

#😭😭😭 #I couldn't stop laughing for ages #she's right though #i struggle to identify with those young companions #and the middle aged queers are my loves <3 #doctor who #liv chenka #helen sinclair #river song #kate lethbridge stewart #Missy #Romana #funny #whovian life #with my non-whovian wife #lol

[mysharona1987]

Dear God, Israeli officials accomplishing what 5 years of not stop glowing and positive publicity (and trashing Harry and Meghan) from the British press never did.

Making Prince William appear likeable and sympathetic.

#Israel #prince william #free palestine #brf #kate middleton #palestine #peace #middle east #king charles

[booasaur]

NCIS: Hawai’i - 2x15

#ncishawaiiedit #ncis hawai'i #lucy tara #kate whistler #yasmine al bustami #tori anderson #ncis hawai'i 2x15 #kate x lucy #kacy #femslash related stuff #gosh the coloring in this scene was a nightmare to deal with #also as much as I appreciate so frequently being the immediate post-title scene all the credits on the screen... #but let's put that aside #how cuuuuute was this #like yes THANK you of course they're going to hungrily kiss after they hug #they've been separated for months in the middle of their honeymoon period #I also love that kate's reaction was to just bask in lucy being back instead of even remembering the party #and lol at her being so impressed by lucy correctly circumventing so much red tape

[incorrectquotesmcu]

Y/N: Look, Wanda! I got something for you.

Y/N: [lifts shirt to reveal a massive tattoo that says “I love Wanda Maximoff”]

Wanda: I— WHAT THE HELL—

Wanda, softly: That’s so swee—

Wanda: WE ARE GETTING THAT REMOV—

Wanda, softly: It has a heart over the “i”!

Kate, to Yelena: Should we tell her that’s a temporary tattoo?

Yelena: Let’s wait a few more minutes.

#source: malcolm in the middle #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff incorrect quotes #scarlet witch #wanda maximoff x reader #yelena belova #yelena belova incorrect quotes #black widow #kate bishop #kate bishop incorrect quotes #hawkeye #marvel incorrect quotes #marvel #avengers #avengers incorrect quotes

[thresholdbb]

Kate Mulgrew's progress on her novel

#the Irish house #Kate mulgrew #she's in the middle of it lol

[blanchettblue]

yes, your honour, i do think they’re both underrated

#kate mckinnon #charlize theron #charlizeafrica #barbie #weird barbie #jillian holtzmann #leonora lesso #middle aged actresses #the spy who dumped me #ghostbusters #snow white and the huntsman #ravenna

[hatchetation]

kate wanting a big wedding bash and lucy thinking she’ll never get married 😭 I love them!!! I love seeing their vulnerability around marriage 😭 I love learning about the differences in their upbringings and how that’s shaped them

#In the middle of the ep so idk how this resolves #But yeah good stuff #Kate trying to be chill about it but like…she wants a BIG WEDDING #and Lucy who is usually big and loud in everything…is small in this 😭 #lucy tara #kacy #ncis hawaii #kate whistler #lucy x kate

[natelia-aldelliz]

Guys what if Soap's skull mask is red because he wants the enemies to focus their fire on him?

Like he's a Sergeant, he has people under his command, under his protection, we've seen him focus on saving people in that first mission, I think he's very protective.

I also think he's not very careful with his own well being, unconsciously thinks of himself as less important than everyone around him.

So what if he spray paints that mask bright red to make sure that if anyone there is spotted and shot it will be him? And if he's hurt, or dead, but everyone else is fine, then he's happy with that.

I dunno, I think unearthed trauma suits him. And I think it's funny that Soap's way of dealing with it is by being self-sacrificial, and Ghost way of dealing with it is the exact opposite, unconsciously leaving people behind if there's the slightest chance of them being dead because he can't stop or he's gonna die too (and he can't be back in a coffin and fire's a no go also so he just can't die period), and then being so deeply overwhelmed with guilt that it sends him in a spiral...

Makes for quite a funny couple dynamic... And honestly I don't even think Price would say much about it because you know he's just as fucked up and if he recognizes that they're fucked up then he has to acknowledge that he is too and he's barely hanging on as it is, but he can't break because what's gonna happen to his kids if he does?

I think in this case it's a job for Laswell, she's fucked up as well but has a very comforting wife and a therapist, so she's working on herself at least.

#cod mw2 #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #captain john price #kate laswell #ghostsoap #soapghost #honestly if they go the way of the original games and kill someone just go all the way and kill them all #cause i don't think any of them can live without the others after their revenge is done #preferably no one dies - don't get me wrong i want them all safe and sound #welp that was sad lmao i dunno how that happened i was in the middle of watching the first ice age movie #is it because it's almost 6 am? does my brain just starts doing whatever it wants around 6 am?

[renegadesstuff]

One of my favorite parallel 🥹🤎

#castle #kate beckett #caskett #richard castle #beckett and castle #castle and beckett #beckett x castle #castle x beckett #castle series #castle rewatch #castle edit #castle season 3 #3x02 #he's dead she's dead #my middle name is alexander #🥹🥹🥹🥹

[mvshortcut]

I was thinking about Kate and Milligan (as usual) but specifically about what Kate calls Milligan. Because he's Milligan to her, but that doesn't make him any less her dad, but she doesn't call him Dad, yknow?

How did it go? Was it an unspoken agreement where they just knew and understood the other despite just having met as father and daughter for the first time? Did she just bounce up to him and go "I'm not calling you Dad. You're Milligan and you're going to stay Milligan." and did he reply "Alright, Katie-Cat" without even a twinge of hurt because it's just so right? He just found his daughter, how could he ever be sad about anything ever again?

Or- maybe it wasn't that easy? Maybe she bounced up to him, and everything felt right, but he couldn't help but wonder... and so he went to the one place he always knew he could go when he felt lost. When he presented his troubles to Mr. Benedict - "No, it's going great, but I can't help wondering ... she doesn't want to call me Dad. Which is fine, of course, but ... maybe she doesn't see me in that way?" - when he presented his troubles to Mr. Benedict, how long did he laugh and slump unconscious for, before waking up and apologizing profusely, before helping Milligan sort it all out. (Which really meant sort himself out. Kate had it all figured out, apparently.)

Or- did she try at first? Did she try to press at a puzzle piece that just wouldn't fit? Her dad left. He left a long time ago and she's lived with that her whole life. But - her Milligan is here now. Could he ever understand?

Or- maybe it just slipped out one day, years down the line? When she was teasing him - "Extra coat, Kate, it's brisk out!" / "Da-ad, I'm nearly sixteen, you know, you don't need to-" - did they both freeze? Did she not realize what she'd done until she was halfway down the sidewalk? Did she catch him wiping at his eyes and blowing his nose? Did she tuck that away in her back pocket for later?

Just. It's all good, ya know?

#by 'tuck away in her back pocket' I mean 'deploy at strategic moments to bring on the Milligan Wetherall Waterworks' #always feeling emotions about the usage of 'Dad' in the aftermath of the Street Fair Melee #also in response to 'you realize you're threatening my daughter?' #I think that might be the first time Milligan calls her his daughter explicitly like that out loud #and she gives him 'Dad' in return #was that the first time? #Trenton. Trenton I am banging on your door in the middle of the night. knock knock knock. open up Trenton I need answers #anyways this has been another 'I am never not insane about them' post hello Moth let's descend into madness together <3 #the mysterious benedict society #tmbs #kate wetherall #milligan wetherall