#thank kay for finding these

[jube-art]

Hi! Is there any possible way you could share that Night at the Museum AU art by chance that Kay mentioned in her notes?👉👈🥺💖💖💖 love your art!

NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM AU

#tim drake #dick grayson #jason todd #damian wayne #night at the museum au #natm #natm au #art #my art #doodles #dc #dc comcis #batfam #ask #anonymous #thank kay for finding these #dc comics

[robertdowneyjjr]

bucky’s favorite way of thanking tony for literally anything is kissing him on his cheeks.

a little tune up for his arm? he kisses tony’s cheek when they’re done. tony pours an extra cup of coffee just for bucky? a little peck, right there on tony’s cheek. a villain tries to sneak up behind bucky and tony flies in and repulsor blasts them away? a loud smooch right on iron man’s faceplate where tony’s cheek rests just underneath. they get home from their first date and are both reluctant to say goodnight? a shy, gentle press of bucky’s lips to tony’s cheek, a touch closer to the corner of his mouth than usual.

and every time, every single time, tony’s cheeks heat up from the sheer pleasure of such a simple touch. bucky feels the blush under his lips and smiles against tony’s skin, completely delighted he gets this reaction out of him.

#i just think tony would be so surprised the first time it happens #eyes wide and blushing as he watches bucky pull away and smile at him and say thank you #and bucky can’t get enough of that blush so he keeps doing it #he’ll find literally any excuse to say thank you with a kiss #and he doesn’t ever stop #buckytony #winteriron #starkbucks #bucky barnes #tony stark #headcanon things #kay writes things

[acrosstobear]

there's apparently a story behind that necklace Mick was wearing

https://twitter.com/wildflwrsforzoe/status/1691007125223321600

pics for comparisons sake! they certainly do look the same or at least very similar. Kai's comment as to who has the third:

which would definitely mean that the one Mick is wearing is Michael's. Mick has definitely already been seen wearing his mom and dad's necklaces before, it's lovely to know that this one would be one of those too <3

#formula 1 #f1 #mick schumacher #mercedes #michael schumacher #amanda answers #anon #thank you for the ask bud!!!!!!!!! #ill be honest and say that it kinda feels cheap to find out like this????????? #but anyways props to kai dude i guess

[gaydexvocaloid]

wip 2 :::::

#oliver #kyo #vocaloid kyo #vocaloid oliver #wip #my art #vocaloid #fanart #digital art #procreate #ahhgggg i’m so sloowwww but i keep finding issues with it so i have to fix… #zola project #ahgggggg #oliver seems like such the type to be like ‘my mommy says no swearing and her word is law so GUYS STOP!!!!1!11!!’ #and kyo is just so silly and kind and wholesome.. #no matter what anyone says to him he will be like ‘omg u did such a great job!! ^_^’ #kyovy2 au where theyre playing idk fortnite and #vy2 tells him to kay why ess and kyo is just ‘hehe ur so silly >_< i will keep myself safe thank u!! ur so cool’ #anyway….

[druidic-focus]

you ever fall back into a hyperfixation so hard you feel insane.

#10 years ago i went as raph for halloween. and damn it we’re so fucking back!!!!!! #bg3 ily but i will never forgive you for stealing the name raphael away from my boy. tried to find a raphael playlist on spotify the other #day. and all the first results were that slimy mf 😭😭 #literally for the past few weeks tmnt has consumed my thoughts. thank u julian kay for ttrpg ‘mutants in the now’ so i can fully immerse #myself in the world. loving these books. would love to play the game someday 🧍‍♂️ #how to find fellow weirdos who will play a ttrpg that is significantly different from 5e’s system. where are you guys #brain is literally just like lalalalala i love the turtles they are my best friends :3 #(the ones i watched as a teen jsgskdh the 2023 ones are my SONS #also shoutout to my nanny kids also being super into tmnt. it’s literally the most often play pretend they choose #tho ​i did get assigned donatello cuz i wear glasses jsgskdh. we all know i’m mikey at heart but what the 4yo says goes 🤧 #like half the time i am emmy half the time i am donnie. even the 2yo is in on it jsgskdh

[beepiiboop]

another thing to ramble abt; feeling like wanting to make a new carrd since my current carrd is. a bit false ish to people who thinks i'm an ai/ni fan but rlly i just like my besties ryuki + mizuki and wanted to make a theme carrd out of them. that's it

#chey speaks #i'm thinking abt making it paranormasight themed 👍 #paranormasight images are going to be a bit difficult fo find 😭 but i'm thankful there's that richter kai images #where i could make a theme carrd out of him

[teabiscs]

hello I am back on my bullshit. Bc I just got an ad for booty shorts that say Daddy

But anywho. Just please imagine (I’ll draw it eventually) boris wearing these black booty shorts with white lettering that says Daddy. And then a fucking pale, pastel pink, crop top sweater that barely covers his pecs that says baby girl in a deep magenta. Also. Thigh high socks, with crocs. (And they’re like lime green or something obnoxious)

Boris in questionable fashion is my headcanon.

#and maybe a really really dumb hat #that says soemtbing just as stupid like dilf hunter or something #he tries to leave the house like this and both sergei and Yuriy have to drag him back in and force him to change #he looks so ridiculous #ivan in the corner laughing #he bought the hoodie #and Kai for once agree with Ivan that there’s nothing wrong with the outfit #he bought the shorts #they both just sneak the clothes into Boris’ dresser #so boris has no idea where they come from just think the clothes are fab #yuriy finds his first grey hair at 19. sergei at 20 #and it’s all thanks to Boris

[hella1975]

wait hold on a ursa takes both zuko and azula away fic??? idk how anyone hasn’t done this concept but hella you’ve tapped into a concept that has to be explored at this point! making it zukka is also just the norm around here too.

ah im glad you like the sound of it! i refuse to believe im the first to think of that idea bc i dont think ive ever had an original thought but there's definitely a lack of ursa exploration in the fandom. the thing with this wip is that it's going to be so ginormous and so multi-faceted that it's actually really hard to explain the plot of? like ursa takes zuko and azula with her but ursa is so damaged by what she's been through and is too busy prioritising survival to be loving anymore and their life on the run is so brutal that zuko and azula - still only 9 and 11 years old which is a big reason of why their relationship is able to heal, bc they're still so young - really lean on each other to cope. initially it's a survival thing, but they grow to just genuinely get on well with and care deeply about each other. and one way they do that is that zuko starts telling azula stories! like the two of them become huge avatar nerds bc of these stories and actually i might just give you a snippet bc this is rlly hard to explain LMAO

Neither of them had any idea how to just be nice to each other, but Zuko wanted to be nice. He wanted Azula to be safe. He wanted to protect her. She was his little sister. She always had been, and she needed him. Now, more than ever. 

“You know, Mother used to tell me about our great-grandfather.” Zuko said quietly into the shadows, a whisper to ensure Ursa, always so quick to anger these days, didn’t wake up. “You know he was Avatar Roku?” 

For a while, it was painfully silent, to the point Zuko was certain Azula wouldn't respond. Then; “Of course I know. Some of us actually paid attention in our lessons.” Azula sniped, but she sounded a little too cutting, in a way she only sounded when she was unsure. She didn’t like it when she didn’t know what Zuko was leading to. 

Zuko turned to face her direction, the cheap blanket scratching his chin and not covering all of his body. At eleven-years-old, Zuko was finally starting to grow into himself.  

They were in a town on the outskirts of the Earth Kingdom, barely a speck on the map, and currently, their names were Riku and Aoi. Ursa has been very clear; her children were to never use their birthnames, no matter how alone they thought they were. They were living in a cottage with half a roof, their mother funding the rent by sewing patches onto dresses for a seamstress. She was barely in the house, but Zuko knew even when they left in a few day’s time – as they never stayed in one place longer than a week or two – he would still barely see Ursa. He wondered if she knew how reclusive she’d become. 

“She told me stories about all the Avatars. I always wished she’d tell you them too.” Zuko said a little sadly. “I never understood why she didn’t.” 

This silence was different, and they both knew Zuko wasn’t just talking about the stories. 

“Tell me.” Azula breathed, so quiet Zuko almost missed it. 

“The stories?” Zuko asked in surprise. He had been waiting for Azula to cut him down, to tell him to go away like she used to. But...  

He realised maybe Azula wanted to be nice too. Maybe she was tired of being looked at like a monster by the people supposed to love her.  

Maybe she was just a nine-year-old girl who needed a bedtime story every now and then. 

“Yes, Zuko.” Azula hissed, and his name was so shocking it was like a curse. “The stories. Tell me about the Avatars.” 

So, Zuko did. 

“Water, earth, fire, air.” Zuko whispered, remembering how Mother told it. In the shadows, Azula’s eyes burned gold. “Long ago, the four nations lived together, but everything changed when the Fire Nation, the superior nation, began to share its wealth. The Hundred Year War began, and the only person able to stand in the Fire Nation’s way was the Avatar, master of all four elements. But when the world called for him, he fled...” 

It became a tradition, after that. Zuko would lie beside his sister on the nights neither of them could sleep, and after an entire day of hiding himself, he’d turn to Azula and just talk. In Kyoshi Island, he told her of Avatar Kyoshi murdering Chin the Great. In Makapu village, he told her of Avatar Roku – Great-Grandfather Roku – battling a volcano. And in the Western Air Temple, he told her of the Avatar who never was. 

“He’s out there somewhere, though.” Zuko uttered wondrously. “One-hundred-and-twelve, the last airbender. Can you imagine it?” 

“You’re in your head too much.” Azula sighed. She always pretended not to care, but as the months dragged on, she allowed herself more. First, it was in her asking for a specific story. Then sometimes, she’d slip up and laugh. In the fragments of these nights handed over to ancient legends, as scraps of lies left behind in their wake with every new roof they found themselves beneath, Azula was more herself than ever. She could be, in front of her big brother. That was something she learned. 

They learned other things, too. They learned that the Earth Kingdom was starving, that the Fire Nation was hated, that people weren’t rebelling; they were suffering. The story changed. When Zuko saw technological advancements that bewildered him in the Northern Air Temple, he stopped saying that the Fire Nation was the superior nation. When he saw children with burn scars and amputated limbs, he changed ‘began to share its wealth’ to ‘attacked.’ When the stories he told his little sister of the Avatar turned into a lifeline, a speck of hope in a world of ashes, ‘fled’ became ‘vanished.’

Zuko learned that a war was a war, that his father was not a hero by any means, that they got out just in time. 

And it was hard, but the two had their own rebellions. Zuko and Azula didn’t get on in Caldera, but out here with a string of fake identities behind them and a death sentence at the end of it, they only had each other. Their mother was a wound, their father was a blade, and they were, through it all, still just kids. They leaned on each other in the places they used to bruise. Azula took the softness she tortured her brother over and began to protect it. Zuko took the coldness in his sister he used to despise and chased it away. When Azula drew the curtains and hid in cupboards to hold a flame in her palm and just breathe, Zuko made sure Ursa didn’t catch her. When Zuko lay beside Azula and talked to her until she finally fell asleep, Azula didn't push him away. 

Azula, he whispered, and it was a promise that she could still be who she wanted to be. 

Zuko, she breathed back, and it was a recognition that, through it all, she still saw him. 

#the relevance of these avatar stories is that azula has heard them since she was nine years old #like it's a real theme in the fic that azula adapts to their life on the run a LOT easier than zuko and it's because she's #just the right side of too young when they run away that she forgets a lot of what life was like in the fire nation #her personality IS this new life whereas zuko still remembers a lot of their old life and is very haunted by it all #and hates all the lies and having to deny who he really is #and one thing azula builds her personality around - bc of her age - is the avatar thanks to these stories #she seriously hero-worships the avatar which is relevant bc two years after they ran away #zuko gets caught by soldiers and brought back to ozai... when he is thirteen... same age he was in the canon agni kai.... #and ozai burns him same as canon to try get info bc ozai has a VENDETTA against ursa now and is determined to drag them all back #but zuko is actually really clever and LIES and says he has something better for ozai: he knows where the avatar is #so ozai sends zuko off at 13 to bring him the avatar! same as canon! and he sends iroh bc iroh has been clever and stayed ozai's ally #this whole time while working quietly with the white lotus to try and get ursa and the kids back #so ozai trusts him and sends him with zuko to spy on him effectively #so their three years together looking for the avatar is basically the exact same as in canon down to iroh trying to get through to zuko #AND MEANWHILE azula wants to find zuko but she doesnt know how until she hears that the avatar is back #her hero is alive and out there and if anyone can find her brother it'll be the avatar #so she joins the gaang! and zuko follows them and azula leaves him little clues and zuko puts off capturing aang bc he needs to get azula! #but they dont acc all unite until ba sing se and how do they do that? bc zuko starts blue spiriting and he meets sokka #so yeah. it's complicated. there's also a revolution in ba sing se that zukka started SKJHGKSJH it's all a mess #but we get protective big brother zuko and badass sokka and azula mummy issues exploration it's all so fun #ask #also i dont like the writing of this extract bc i wrote it literal YEARS ago like i started this wip before i did my fucking a-levels #so if the writing seems shitty that's my business

[moemoemammon]

who are your fave mutuals besides the clown car

Getting into Daikon's Inner Circle™️ is not an easy task. It usually requires me being grabbed by the head and stuffed into a duffel bag like what Liz did. BUT.... I'd probably say it's

@akaimorningstar @sempaksiete

#ahogang <3 #they're holding me captive actually I'm blinking twice for help #I can't remember which of them made this meme but thanks kai for finding it again for me

[variousqueerthings]

the respect I have for the cobra kai artists, you’ve kept the flame burning

#cobra kai #ck #i was drifting away there for a bit but im finding the love for the characters coming back thanks to you #lawrusso #johnny lawrence #daniel larusso #terry silver #john kreese #sam larusso #tory nichols

[sovamurka]

Exlibrium. The Second Life - chapter 34 - After the rain (pt.2)

Gorgeous cover art by @carassiusvigorous :D

#bubble comics #экслибриум #exlibrium #oh goodness Sasha almost looks like Kai (Kira's twin) which is logical since she poisoned him with Kai's white ink #so Kira and Sasha are now the creepy entity made of ink with their minds and emotions merged #as I said before we basically got Balor and Yana 2.0 which is funny af #and I can't wait to find out what happens next (although like many I have several complaints about the very slow pacing of the story) #I'm literally posting this because this time thanks to the artist the cover somehow is more interesting than the chapter itself #it captures exactly what it's supposed to capture

[archonfurina]

We need more info, material and backstory on your OC Kai cuz he is gorgeous and really charismatic!! 🥰

Aww thank you so much!! 💕 I'm really attached to him. I haven't 100% decided on a backstory yet, it's still in progress. But here's some random info about him:

he's kind of dumb. he has average (?) intelligence and wisdom, but this man perceives absolutely nothing. he will confidently walk into every single trap and ambush

he's also very trusting and does not understand if someone's lying to him, which meant he fell for astarion's pretty speeches immediately (and it hit him hard to find out astarion was only trying to use him in the beginning)

kai can be extremely persuasive. does he know what he's talking about half the time? no. but he'll make you think he does

as a little boy, he used to try to hide the scales on his face and arms, which were the most visible ones, to not be bullied for being a freak, an animal etc. It didn't work, of course. But as time has gone by he's grown proud of his draconic ancestry

he is in no way leader material. in fact he would prefer to follow and receive orders and not have to think. So far this has been his biggest challenge and insecurity

he's very excitable and will do almost anything if someone encourages him or gives him a reward (if it aligns with his morals)

#thedaswolves #answered #thank you for asking dear it made my day :3 #oc: kai #i'm always nervous posting about anything about my ocs i just think everyone would find them boring dhjsfjlksd

[terrence-silver]

Hey, dearest! I love your writing, it's so intriguing!

Could you do something with John flirting with Terry's partner when they went at the Cobra Kai dojo, but he didn't know that they're engaged to Silver?

Terry sees everything.

Honestly, depends --- I think Terry in the 80's would be majorly into it, even if it was entirely spontaneous and unplanned and he did not, in fact, orchestrate this, shocker of all shockers. Shocking to Terry himself, in the best of ways, though. John can have it all, though, for all Terry’s concerned. John can show up with a duffle bag and move into his mansion because Terry offers him to, John gets an all-expenses trip to Tahiti, tropical masseuses included, driven to the airport by Terry himself like he's a king, and if John wants to try his beloved and Terry himself too at the same time, he ought to, in fact, there's a thrill in the fact that two of his favourite people in the world have natural chemistry without him pushing them together as much as he would've had equal fun in doing the pushing. He takes the fact that John flirts with beloved as a sign that they should all get in bed together and fuck, even though to John a flirt is just a flirt and he is almost coaxed into something he might've never intended to go this far by a very adamant Terry who thinks 'friends share all'. It feeds his inner voyeur very much and he is almost entirely willing to just watch and direct the whole thing because he wants to watch and relishes in it. He gets off on it. Johnny wants to have beloved? Well, then, Johnny should. Beloved should show his friend a good time. The best time. Just like Johnny deserves, after all.

Old man Terry, present day, though? Far more complicated.

He has a lifetime of suppression, repression, codependency, layered feelings of betrayal and heartbreak, therapy both failed and successful, remission, equally botched and successful attempts at living an ultra normal life to overcompensate for past indiscretions behind him in order to mask himself, intermingled with the feeling that time is extremely fleeting, that he found beloved very late in life alongside the bitter-sweetness of John's absence and abandonment of him for over three decades...and with all of that in mind, Terry is volatile and Terry is feral. Is it safe to say Terry is self-concious? Sure, he might be into it, but that feeling is vastly overshadowed by his emotional and internalized baggage. No, John left him without his company for thirty years, is on the verge of usurping Cobra Kai and pegging Terry himself down a notch and now he’s throwing glances at beloved too? No. He sees everything but he says nothing for the time being, coping perhaps, by the occasional drunken spell to himself, tactically waiting his turn to strike. He’s superbly patient and he is cunning and if time taught him anything, it is watching out for the opportune moment. The opportune moments comes when John's framed for Stingray's beatdown and Terry would bring it up then in the sense of 'I would've shared with you, Captain, but you just about broke my heart. In more than one way.'

#thank you darling anon #glad you find my writing intruguing #terry silver #john kreese #kk3 #cobra kai #terry silver x reader #terry silver x beloved #tw; jealousy

[i-dreamed-i-had-a-son]

Obi-Wan really says so little to Vader after Mustafar. In their confrontations, it's Vader who is the one taunting, threatening, screaming--Vader who has more to say. Who can't let go.

Obi-Wan says only four things: "What have you become?", a broken, pained recognition of how far Anakin has fallen;

"I will do what I must," at once a reminder and reassertion of both his love for Anakin (he will do only what he must) and his opposition to him;

"Anakin. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Anakin--for all of it," the words he has wanted to say since the last time he'd seen his brother's face. One last extended hand, begging for Anakin to take it; and

"Then my friend is truly dead. ...Goodbye, Darth." An acceptance. A resolution. A release.

It is Anakin who screams after him, just like he had done ten years before, helpless to stop Obi-Wan from once again walking away. But Obi-Wan has nothing more to say to him.

#star wars #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #kenobi series #kenobi series spoilers #darth vader #the tragedy of darth vader #and just look at anh this exact same thing happens: vader is baiting him and obi-wan just doesn't take the bait #he responds but he's not angry like vader is. it's so clear that obi-wan is really the one with the upper hand #'until you overcome it a padawan you will still be.' 'when i left you i was but the learner. now i am the master!' 'only a master of evil.' #meta #my meta posts #quality meta seal of approval #not to hype my own post up i just put that on all meta posts so that i can find them #kay can i just catch my breath for a second #obi wan and anakin #thank God they have a happy ending. they have a happy ending. breathe breathe breathe it is a HAPPY ending

[shoshiwrites]

Confectionary prompts!

🍰 having a cake for a special occasion, and living off it for the next few days — Jo & Kay. Requested by: @tortoisesshells.

Jo smells it before anything, the unmistakable scent of butter and oven heat. There's cherry juice stains on a wooden cutting board on the table, and Kay looks more than a little proud of herself, standing in the tiny kitchen of their billet with a worn apron tied around her waist. 

"You weren't supposed to see this," she says, but she's smiling, makes no move to hide anything. There's a touch of powdered sugar or flour on the tip of her nose.

Jo feigns ignorance. "See what?"

"Precisely."

She's never spent much time in here, the kitchen, and neither has Kay. The counters have been mostly for putting together plates of cold food at off times, and making coffee. The table for sitting. It's different to see mixing bowls in the sink, a bowl with the few misshapen cherries Kay had left out. Faint swipes of dried batter on the dark wooden cabinets.

She can't leave the whole mess to her friend, though. They scrub dishes alongside each other, like mess kits in Normandy, like Holland. It's nice to have a sink, and water, even if it barely runs hot. 

"It's not very nice of me to make you wash dishes on your birthday," says Kay.

Jo pretends again. "Who said it was my birthday?"

"A little birdie." Chuck, probably, she guesses. Or Pat.

By the time the cake cools, they're starving for it. It's a little lopsided, and some of the frosting is melting between the layers. Jo can only imagine the time it took for her to beg borrow and steal — the flour, the sugar, the butter, the cherries and the kirsch — much less to make. They haven't had this much sweetness in what — years? Jo almost cries that Kay had put in the effort. Kay almost cries with laughter when Toni insists on taking pictures of it. The best she'd found in the kitchen was a square pan, so she'd cut it, and it looks a little like a building half on its way to collapse. They dig in with abandon, and coffees unsweetened, and it's almost too much. 

"Now, Katharine," Toni starts, and Kay gives her a look at Toni's trademark exaggeration. Her fork clinks against the china plates they'd found in a back cabinet, the ones with impossibly heavy gold-toned designs and a layer of dust. "Just where does a socialite learn to make a Black Forest gateau?" 

Kay takes a sip of her coffee. "Where a socialite always learns, dearest Antonia. Her governess." Now it's Jo's turn for a furrowed brow, and Kay clarifies. "She was dismissed just before I was born, actually. You know. We had a Scottish one after that. But she left her recipe cards."

"It's delicious," Toni says, and means it. Jo thinks of her mother, and the year she'd had the most commissions yet for several wealthy families — debutante gowns, vacation wardrobes, wedding parties and trousseaus. Jo had celebrated her fourteenth birthday with a sour cherry cake, with lemon zest and powdered sugar. 

This one, it's chocolate, and heavily so, but it's so filled with effort and with the fresh fruit that Jo feels like maybe she's somewhere other than here. Later, or tonight — maybe that's when she'll get the wrong idea, when she'll feel too lonely and too sad and come down and finish off the bottle of kirsch and regret everything in the morning. But now, now is okay. Now is staving off the memories, and friends around the table, and sweetness sticking between their teeth.

#kay's tag #jo's tag #toni's tag #shoshi writes #thank you friend <333 #no rereading we die like men #she says before she finds seventeen typos probably #shoshi's prompt tag #wip: when the war came

[avrablake]

Find the Vibe Tag

Thanks for the tag @aohendo

I'm supposed to find "someone caught doing something they shouldn't"

Leaving an open tag for anyone but also tagging @nopoodles @aalinaaaaaa @talesofsorrowandofruin to find this vibe: "What choice to do I have?"

I had lots of things that could fit but decided to go with this one because I love Kai's interactions with Nix. This is the morning after Nix takes the channeling suppressants to try to block out Thea. He's feeling like walking garbage right now but doesn't want a lecture from either Lucan or Gram. Kai can tell he's not his usual self and that he's trying to hide it and is basically having a bit of fun with it.

The brother’s face pulled into a frown when he saw Nix. It wasn’t mistrust or fear, but something else. Confusion maybe? Nix tried to ignore him as Lucan approached with a frown of his own. “You don’t look good,” Lucan said. “Did something happen last night?” “I’m fine,” Nix grumbled. Lucan didn’t know he had the channeling suppressant in his workshop. He definitely wouldn’t approve. Lucan eyed him suspiciously as he bypassed the cupboard containing their pre-packaged meals and instead filled a large glass with water. He drank it thirstily knowing it wouldn’t be easy to keep Lucan's suspicions at bay. He knew too much about medicine, as well as Nix’s usual habits. Fortunately he wasn’t likely to press the issue with the brother present. Nix supposed he should be grateful. Perhaps sensing the awkwardness in the room, the brother spoke up suddenly. “Your name was Nix, right?” His tone was light and friendly, as though he hadn’t just met Nix for the first time the day before. As though Nix hadn’t insulted his sister before storming out. It was disconcerting, and he found himself nodding in spite of himself as he took another long drink of water. “Your channeling seems different today,” the man said bluntly, still in his friendly manner. Nix shot him an annoyed scowl before glancing guiltily at Lucan.

#tag game #find the vibe #btd snippets #gee thanks a lot kai