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mayasdeluca · 26 days
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vanessalachey Forever your Sweet Jane… This was the same spot where I filmed episode 1. I sat here at 2am on June 2021 and stared into the ocean. I asked her to protect me, my family, my crew and our show. I told her we will do all we can to protect the grace and integrity of Hawai’i while also sharing her Beauty with the world. As I sat here today, knowing our show is over, I turned to her again… what do we do now….(please protect us all) She answered with ease. Just as the air hits the water & the water hits the land, the waves connect to the shore, some with a huge impact, then… it goes back out. You see… we aren’t meant to be here forever, we are on borrowed time. We appreciate what was given to us for our use, we nurture it and then we leave it better for the next dreamer. I’m wishing for my crew and my cast that we all remember the Beauty of what we had… we will spread this Aloha in every direction we go. I wish we had more time, I’m sorry we don’t. I wish we had a proper good-bye, I’m sorry we didn’t. I know we ALL are connected deeper than any TV show. I will go to the ends of the earth for my cast & crew! If you come across ANY of them… hire them! You won’t be disappointed. Salt of the earth people!
In Hawai’i we don’t say “Good-Bye”, we say “A Hui Hou” it means “until we meet again”. To you all & especially the beloved fans… A Hui Hou.
❤️ Love Always, Your Sweet Jane
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lesbiamano · 1 month
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i drew a second outfit design for sumi wayyyy back so now i've decided to redraw it and make it better! and also, i chopped her hair off! now THATS what i call character development
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spacedace · 1 year
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The one where Elle keeps having to deal with her boyfriends’ family members breaking into her home Part 1 (Jon/Damian/Elle secret dating nonsense):
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Dick finds out about Damian’s girlfriend at the same time he meets her for the first time.
Normally something as momentous as discovering that his babiest brother had a dating life would have been cause for excitement and joy. Damian had grown a lot from those early years, but Dick still worried about him. Since moving out and into his own apartment he seemed more likely than ever to avoid people, even - maybe especially - the family. He still came over to the manor regularly, but it was rare than at anyone outside of Alfred even saw him outside of patrol or working on cases. He showed up, spent time with Batcow and Alfred-the-Cat and Ace, then left before anyone saw him.
So finding out that Damian had a girlfriend - let alone one he was serious enough about that they lived together - should have been the highlight of the week, maybe even the month!
Unfortunately for him, however, the excitement of it all was rather dimmed by the concussion of said girlfriend hitting him over the head with a baseball bat with the force of a freight train after assuming he was a stranger breaking into her home.
In hindsight secret live in girlfriend may have been the reason Damian had been so squirrelly about any of them coming over to his place.
Secret Live In Girlfriend - name pending - was currently dialing someone on the phone, most likely the police. Which meant that Babs’ system was going to flag a B&E at Damian’s apartment mere minutes after he’d told her he was crashing at Baby Bird’s apartment. Which meant that Secret Live In Girlfriend wasn’t going to be so secret anymore since Robin was on patrol and would have never called the cops anyway if he had been home when someone broke in. Provided half a dozen Bats didn’t come crashing in via the balcony door the second they get wind something was happening at Damian’s place before Robin could even try and explain what was happening. And wouldn’t that be a cherry on top of the embarrassing sundae his first impression with Damian’s significant other was shaping up to be so far.
“Hey, so uh.” Secret Live In Girlfriend said from her place perched on top of the kitchen island, Titus at her feet and bright green bat - or no, was that a collapsible baton? It was hard to tell, he hadn’t been hit that hard since the last time Bane went on a rampage, it was honestly impressive such a petite woman had that kind of strength in her - held securely in her other hand. Her eyes never left Dick from where he was bound and gagged on one of the kitchen chairs. “Sorry to call so late Day, but a fucking cop just broke into the apartment.”
Well, at least he didn’t have to worry about how they were going to explain why half the vigilantes in Gotham were busting in to her boyfriend’s apartment in response to a break in. He was slightly concerned at the fact that she had apparently swiped everything from his pockets at some point while she’d been maneuvering him into the kitchen chair without him noticing, but she had hit him pretty hard and the concussion was bad enough that he was pretty sure he was going to be benched by Alfred for a while once he got checked out. He probably just hadn’t noticed with how badly his ears were ringing and he was fighting the sudden intense urge to vomit.
More important than all that though, Secret Live In Girlfriend called Damian Day, and even though she was glaring daggers at Dick her face softened as she focused in on listening to Damian’s voice and awww she really was completely smitten with his baby brother that is the cutest shit ever and he can’t wait to tell everyone about it as soon as she lets him go.
“Want me to take care of him?”
Provided she doesn’t let him go in an entirely more permanent way.
Holy fuck she didn’t even hesitate before asking her boyfriend if Damian wanted her to kill a man for him. That was her first question out the gate. No hey should I call the police or do you know this man no just straight for do you want me to make him disappear? She’d even tucked her phone between her ear and shoulder so she had a free hand to pet Titus while she asked, the big ol’ hellhound leaning in happily to the ear scritches and entirely unbothered by Dick’s predicament, casual as anything as she asked Damian if he wanted her to murder his brother for him.
Dick watched as Secret Live In Girlfriend listed to whatever it was Damian was saying, her hard glare easing a little as she did. At length she let go of the day-glow-green baton and plucked up Dick’s wallet, flipping it open to peer at his license.
“ID says Richard Grayson.” She said, pausing again to listen to Damian again, eyes flicking up towards Dick again as she did. “Oh shit, your brother Richard?” Secret Live In Girlfriend’s eyes went wide, face losing all traces of that frigid distrust she’d been leveling at him, expression rapidly turning towards surprised and embarrassed. “…I think I gave him a concussion.” She said, looking sheepish. “You uh…you finish up at work. I’m going to just…untie him and uh…get him to a hospital.” Whatever Damian said next made the young woman laugh, eyes sparkling as she looked down at Titus. “I’ll let him know. Be safe out there.” Her expression turned warm and soft at what Damian said next over the phone, “Love you too, Day.”
Oh shit. Oh shit. I love you too. As in, Damian had said I love you. Like, obviously they had probably gotten to that point of their relationship to break out the L word if they were living together, but Dick could count on one hand the number of times Baby Bird had said that to someone in their family in all the years since he’d moved in. And he said it first! Without prompting! Or someone being about to die!
Dick was still riding the wave of that stunning revelation of his little brother’s emotion growth when Secret Live In Girlfriend came into focus in front of him, the gross, now slightly damp sock she’d shoved in his mouth earlier in hand and a concerned furrow in her brow and - ah shit he lost time there for a bit didn’t he? Yeah, Alfred was definitely going to bench him for this one. Seriously Dami’s girlfriend was no joke with that baton of hers.
“I’m so sorry again about this,” Secret Live In Girlfriend said, “I just heard the door and I knew Day wasn’t going to be back home for hours yet and Jon is doing that thing with his dad tonight -“ She’d tossed the sock over her shoulder and Titus happily snatched it up and carried it off to his bed in the living room to destroy. “Are you - actually I’m not going to ask that, you’re for sure not okay. I hit you pretty hard.”
Oh, so Jon knew about Secret Live In Girlfriend. Yeah that made sense.
He and Damian had been best friends since they were kids - as much as Damian had tried to deny it when they were still little - and even if Dami had been successful in keeping his family of detectives off the scent of his love life, there was no way that he was going to keep that from Jon Kent. Superboy Jr. practically lived at Damian’s place. They were practically attached at the hip, there was no way Dami could sneak something as big as that past Jon.
“No worries!” He tried to wave her concern off - she’d untied him during his little lapse in memory, that was nice, she tied knots better than most rogues in the city and even without a head wound he probably wouldn’t have been able to get out of them on his own - but it made him sway a little which probably wasn’t all that reassuring. “I did break in. I didn’t tell Damian I was coming over or anything, I just figured I’d crash on his couch for the night. Sorry to scare you!”
He flashed his most charming smile and hoped that the blood dripping down his face didn’t diminish it too much. This was already a disaster of a first impression, and Damian had said he loved her Dick was not going to be the one to chase her off.
Secret Live In Girlfriend - he really hoped she didn’t introduce herself during that minute or two he couldn’t remember - rolled her eyes. “It’d take a lot more than some cop breaking in to my house to scare me.” She said, voice so sure that even if Dick hadn’t heard her casually offer to murder him on Damian’s whim he would believe her. “Here, let me grab the first aid kit so we can at least clean you up a bit and then I can take you to the hospital.”
Dick gave what he hoped was a brilliant smile and a thumbs up before tipping sideways and throwing up all over her shoes.
So much for salvaging the first impression.
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starzknight · 3 months
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Disney princess with a bit more accurate outfits...
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bonkalore · 6 months
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Look. I just want that good big brother Jayce content so I can cry over it.
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so...
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this was a post in the anti catradora and anti catra tag. i'm not gonna address the crosstagging and i'm not gonna mention the op's url, i just wanna address the post specifically.
is catra morally grey? i don't think so. having a tragic backstory does not make you morally grey. in that case, belos from toh would be “morally grey” since he clearly was a victim of religious trauma and had a complicated relationship with his brother. firelord ozai from atla would be “morally grey” because his father most likely treated him the same way he treated zuko and azula. azula would be a “morally grey” character because she was abused.
but that's not what being morally grey is. it's not about being mistreated or having gone through trauma. grey morality is about actions, not motives.
Urban Dictionary's definition of the term is,
“Morally gray is a character who does too much bad to be a good character, yet too much good to be a bad character. A character who is in between good and bad.”
does catra really do too much good to be a villain? i don't think so. she has a few sympathetic moments but apart from that, she's mostly on the side of evil. she revels in hurting people and shows no remorse, she puts herself first in almost every situation, she supports the horde despite knowing what it was doing, she sees every situation as an opportunity to get what she wants, she even makes plans for the horde's attacks. she never shows regret in having participated in the war and only does one (1) good deed after she is backed into a corner and has no escape from horde prime.
y'all need to stop throwing around buzzwords without knowing what they mean. catra could better be described as a complex or sympathetic villain. but she was a villain nevertheless.
entrapta was morally grey, double trouble was morally grey, even scorpia could be considered morally grey. "fucked up and gay" certainly suits catra better, and she does not stop being fucked up at any point lol.
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starbiology · 1 month
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jerdana jerdana jerdana!
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the-simple-creature · 2 months
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I wanted to enjoy ep 7 so bad.
Listen, I have gone 7 whole episodes without saying a single bad thing about MD but... god damn, I can't ignore it anymore. Trust me, I am as appalled by myself writing this as you are reading this.
The gist of this is: You know how we joke about J having no screen time despite being super interesting? Yeah, make that real and apply that to everything. That's episode 7.
Warning for MASSIVE spoilers, do not read unless you have watched episode 7 or just don't care.
Every minute felt like I was being BLASTED with something, I didn't have time to enjoy N and Uzi's relationship or to mourn Doll's death. I should've been SO HYPED by Lizzy/Lizzie(?), Thad and Khan gearing up but... it was just too much.
If you've known me for long enough you would know how long I've been obsessing over "X eyes" or (as we now know) Tessa.
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I'm not really that upset that it ended up being Tessa, In fact, I think it could've been really cool... if this form didn't have LESS THAN 3 MAYBE 2 MINUTES OF SCREENTIME. So, SO MUCH foreshadowing for less than 3 minutes.
V is just fucking GONE, like, I'm 70% sure she is mentioned ONCE.
Doll is probably dead and died ALMOST OFFSCREEN.
Khan skips a WHOLE BUNCH of character development.
HOW THE FUCK IS NORI'S HEART HERE?!
...*sigh* yeah I was going to put more complaints here but I don't like being a bitch so... yeah.
I AM super excited to see fanart of... Solver Tessa? Eldritch Tessa? ^THE BAD BITCH IN THE PICTURES :D/gen
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moog-enthusiast · 1 year
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instagram told me who reminded them of me :)
call me crazy but i’m sensing a bit of a theme here…
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devondespresso · 10 months
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writing my silly little fic and again im struck with how much opportunities they missed by pretending the s2 stancy breakup wasn't messy, specifically for Nancy's guilt about barb and forcing herself to grow up too fast
like s1 Nancy spends one night being a stupid teenager goofing off at her boyfriend's party and staying over to get spicy while Barb goes home. then she later realizes Barb disappeared and died that one night she was letting go and having fun. this is widely recognized trauma for her and informs a lot if not most of her actions through the rest of the show
in season 2 she's feeling the weight of it more around the first year anniversary. steve trys to help by taking her to a party to forget for a little while and 'be stupid teenagers' for a night. a perfectly set up parallel already
the way the show wants it to go, we get the bullshit argument, they fight, allegedly break up at some point, and nancy sleeps with Jonathan. later steve tells her to go with him and we're supposed to read it as Steve stepping back so jancy can happen. we're supposed to be seeing this as a happy ending.
but with the material we're given this would have been the perfect place for an emotional repeat of season 1 for nancy. she and steve go to the party and pretend to be stupid teenagers for the night. but oh no! nancy lets lose too much, lets herself relax and drink and dance, and the next day her boyfriend's pissed. hes saying she said things she never remembered saying and its hurt him and she doesn't know what to do. and kids around school are talking about them breaking up at the party, and that fits with Steve's anger she saw, so they must've broken up right? it sucks, even if she wasn't in love with him, that'd be the worst way to break up with someone (especially if she's confusing platonic and romantic feelings or convincing herself it has to be romantic when she really just values him as a friend)
and then she doesn't have time to work it out, she needs to go with Jonathan to avenge barbs 'disappearance' to give her family closure. She's got a lot of conspiracy shit to do and its stressful. so when murray starts going off about how she's not really in love with steve, how she actually likes Jonathan and he seems to like her back. they finished a lot of the hard work with the conspiracy stuff, she can let her guard down and have a quick good night.
then the next day is chaos. demodogs and labs and will being possessed. It a rough fucking day. Steve tells her to go with Jonathan while they get the mindflayer out of Will, civil like they're on good terms so she does (and thank god she did because that was rough and they needed all the help they could get)
and then everything's fine again, with the upside down. and it looks like she handled things better this time, was about to relax occasionally and still made it through.
except apparently she and steve didn't break up. he thought it was just a few fights, that they put their shit aside for the apocalypse and now they can work things out.
and it could ruin nancy. a year later and she's still hasn't learned her lesson, that letting her guard down hurts the people she cares about, that relaxing and having fun makes her lose people. its her fault for the messy breakup with Steve and its her fault that barb is gone. she's the reason she's lost friends close to her, 2 for 2, and now she only has Jonathan left (and what do you know, season 3 has her conflict with Jonathan and in season 4 she's not let anyone else get truly close to her and fred still dies)
you see what i mean?? by having conflict magical resolve itself in the background we loose so much powerful, painful character drama for her. our girl who thinks she has to keep the world around her up solely on her shoulders because she can't handle the loss of her best friend in season 1. Nancy who desperately wants to be normal and have people she loves but keeps losing them, through factors both in and out of her control, but feels like everything has to be her fault just because some things were.
and to be fair, that story is still present in the show. its there and definitely compelling, but it could've been even more so. i feel like if maybe there was less 'nancy has to be a strong independent girlboss' in there (abd it's definitely there, they want to make a point of making her a Strong Woman Character so bad) and she was allowed to have mistakes acknowledged by the narrative, this is the direction it would've gone. She could've been an excellent example of well written women who are strong and awesome through their own right instead of the narrative trying to make us like her
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loubatas-art · 1 month
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A page from my sketchbook where I was exploring some cultural aspect of the elven culture Luin & Aela are from. Specifically the use of hairstyles (here braids) to show social status
Here's it's mostly about showing elven & human heritage (which determines whether someone has elven or human citizenship, since both people cohabit on the Arvor Islands), and showing marital status. There would also be specific styles for children at specific ages, nobility status, civil servants, etc. but I haven't thought about these. Yet
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sporeclan · 6 months
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Mushroompaw's name looking hefty ironic now that they're having the worst luck ever.
now to be fair. mushrooms arent exactly a sign of luck to this clan
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thetimelordbatgirl · 7 months
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Maybe its just me, but maybe having Loki's ending be that he self-sacrifices himself via basically dedicating himself to be alone while overseeing the branches of the multiverse...is a pretty shit ending, really failing to see the 'good conclusion' vibes here with it.
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nobie · 22 days
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Just learned that Diana Inosanto read the Thrawn books. Period.
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enbycupcake · 5 months
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which disney live action had the WORST fashion?
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softquietsteadylove · 7 months
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It’s kink-tober so I’m going to be depraved and request spicy Thenamesh with lots of dirty talk and praise 👀
"Is this what you want?"
Thena moaned, already quivering.
"The Goddess of War," his voice rumbled next to her ear, accompanying the symphony of other sensations pulling her mind as thin as it could go. "Such a formidable force. And yet such a good girl."
Thena let out another moan, her hands sliding up her bare skin, over her ribs and to the fullness of her breasts. Her thighs rubbed together, the throbbing between them demanding friction and pressure.
"What would the world think?" he growled, his hands only ever teasing where her hands tried to fill the gap. "The Warrior Eternal, lying naked in the great temple of Athens, soaking wet and whimpering."
She was feverish for him. She bit into her lip, her hands sneaking down to her thighs again.
"Ah," he grinned, catching her hands and keeping them away from where she needed them the most. "Patience, Goddess of mine."
"Gil," she moaned again, arching her back on the chaise of her choosing. Of his choosing, actually. He claimed he had always admired how it curved to her waist perfectly and how much he wanted to worship her on it.
"Gil what, great Thena of Athens?" he whispered, trailing his tongue from the inside of her wrist to the golden bands on her arms before sliding them off. "Tell me what you want."
"Fuck me."
"Good girl," he repeated, and the words coiled something within her just by hitting the air. He moved his mouth from her arm to her breast, teasing just one nipple first. "How do you want to be fucked?"
"Hard," she whined, feeling as if her vision was spinning as she stared up at the sky through the small opening in the temple roof. A single pillar of daylight streamed into her chamber from it.
"Where?"
"You know where," she growled at him, only for him to use that strength of his to pry her thighs apart. She gasped as her lips parted and the air hit her very core. Her chest heaved as she panted.
"What was that?" he asked again, holding her legs around his hips for his pleasure and enjoyment. "My beautiful, succulent Goddess?"
Thena shuddered again, her hips quivering in his hold. She keened as he trailed just one finger along the underside of one of her thighs. The closer he drew to his goal the slower he moved. She growled again.
He winked at her, trailing the finger up and up until he could swipe it between her lips and up against her pearl of nerves. He drew it back, popping it into his mouth with plenty of wetness to enjoy.
Thena gasped harder, so stimulated she was ready to come just from the slightest touch. Her knees bent reflexively, but Gil moved closer to her between her legs.
"Good," he purred for her again, moving his hands from her thighs to the edges of the chaise and gripping hard enough to crack the wood. "Now, we're being a little more honest."
Thena watched as he took himself in hand, gripping the base and fully enhancing his length and thickness. Her mouth watered.
"Is this what you want?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Is this what you want to be fucked with?"
"Yes," she mewled.
"Do you want this," he grinned, bouncing the thing slightly, "inside you?"
"Please," she moaned, tossing her head back as he pressed just the head of him to her wetness. It was excessive by this point, but it was entirely his fault.
"Good girl."
Again with those words, and Thena's vision went completely white as he finally pushed into her. He fit her perfectly, filling what was empty, moulding to her body precisely and gently, their bodies tangling in a way that would make real gods blush.
Her arms were around him, nails dug into his back. So little could mark the skin of an Eternal, but he let her. He allowed her to mark him as her own simply for the honour and the privilege of the title.
"Fuck, Thena," her great Champion moaned as he started moving. He was bent over her, their bodies sealed together like two mortal beasts rutting. And yet far more beautiful.
"Gil," she panted, clinging to him like a vine clinging to a pillar. She moaned as he thrust his hips, pounding into her and shaking her world with each movement.
"Fuck," he growled against her ear before burying his face in her neck. He nipped and then suckled on her throat. "You take my cock so well."
Her body shuddered from the inside out, that time.
"Like you were made for it," he snarled, moving faster and harder. His hips slapped against hers, echoing around the marble walls. "Like it was made for you."
She clenched around him again, dragging her nails over the flesh of his broad back. His weight was so solid against her, grounding her to the planet and refusing to let her ascend into the stars without him.
"Talk to me," he spoke directly into the skin of her breast.
"Good, so good, I can't," she just barely uttered with the breath she had.
"Come for me?" he asked of her, as if she had any choice but to be completely at the mercy of what he did to her body. He gathered her hair in his hand, pushing her chin up so he could kiss below her ear. His tongue wrapped around the jewels there and then trailed down her jugular. "Just for me?"
Oh, there was only him. Thena moaned with her lips pressed tight, Gil's thumb under her ear, his fingers in her hair. She grew tighter around him and his hips moved more feverishly in response to her need.
"Yes, yes, yes," she repeated, unable to speak anything else. Their hips met more vigorously, battling every time they met. She moved hers more intently, grinding herself against his solidity with greed. "Fuck, it's coming."
"That's my girl."
Thena shrieked, coming undone around him, enfolding him within her like waves against the shore. She clung to him. Her nails drew up his back until she could run them through the softness of his hair. Her hands were all over him, her lips laying claim to his without regard of a need for air.
He kissed her like she was all the air he needed.
Thena moaned as he changed state within her, up until the moment he slipped out of her, the evidence of their togetherness getting everywhere. Her head rolled to the side, upon the fine pillow he had chosen for her at the start of this venture. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to collect herself.
"My Goddess," he whispered still against the hollow of her throat. He pulled himself from her with the utmost reluctance. Her thighs trembled and he brought them together oh so gently. Her body shivered and he pulled the fine silk over the back of the chaise to lay over her. Her lips pursed and he kissed them again.
"Leaving so soon?" she heard herself utter, even if she was still half in the clouds.
Gilgamesh chuckled, pulling on just enough of his robes to be decent. "Just to get some water, sweetheart."
She loved it when he called her that.
He leaned over her, pushing her hair out of his way again, but just to leave a gentle kiss to the high arch of her cheek.
"Do not be long, Gilgamesh," she mustered the effort to sound commanding, although she was far, far too sated for that.
"I wouldn't dream of it, my Goddess."
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