Help Cats Are So Cuteeeeeeee

Ya know I was thinking about (maybe giving GUN more credit than they deserve but like) what if GUN knew Ivo wanted more human connection than he let on so they just keep sending agents into Ivos space. They know it wont work out but that little bit of attention and human interaction keeps Ivo somewhat pliable and working with them but they never get too attached (Ivo eventually will lose his temper and fire them or theyll refuse to work with him anymore) and weaken the control GUN has on Ivo.

But then Ivo has started rejecting agents more and more often and hes been getting harder to manipulate and control.... so then they choose Stone. And Stone has such a good, tolerant temperament and a dogged efficiency for work they figure he'll stay in Ivo's space long enough for them to build up more reserve agents so throw at Ivo again...

BUT... Stone genuinely admires Ivo and his work and in a way that Ivo knows hes not just gonna take it. He still knows Stone is a GUN agent and is suspicious... but as far as agents go Stone is tolerable.

And Stone doesnt leave and GUN is like... 'Oh fuck... oh shit' sweatin bullets because maybe Stone is TOO tolerant and TOO efficient. Hes gonna do his job... which is to take care of Ivo.

And they certainly didnt expect Ivo to aggressively latch onto a person cuz they certainly never expected someone to ever empathize with or love Ivo the way Stone has.

GUN accidentally gives the mad doctor his greatest asset...

but also kinda inadvertently in the end saves the world.

But then Stone decides that 'I'll save the world for you' was more a 'The world was mine but now its yours, Stone' and decides to fulfill Ivos dreams of world domination.

Pov me getting my girlfriends attention

The little sword flicks aiwnsjdndksmxmdmdmdkkskdjfjd

One of my favorite things in Merlin is how you can clearly see Bradley James getting sword fighting training and improving at it as time goes on. Like, season 1, all Arthur sword fights are Duels With Helmets and minimal closeups, and then by the end of the show he's doing these choreographed long takes that look effortless. I just love seeing the progression.

You werent sudden daylight in the dark, you’re the gentle moonlight on a summer night

I thought i crawled my way out of the dark, that i carved a home into that darkness all on my own. I had, in a sense. Then i met you. The darkness had ebbed back a bit from what i did, but when i met you it went from a flood to a kiddy pool. It wasnt sudden, that’s probably why i didnt notice it at first, but that darkness became easier. I went from completely lost, to clawing my way to a better place, to making friends with it, to letting it carry me through life until i met you, and then i started to actually live again. I didnt know how or why but being around you made me feel better. Even when i was dating a friend, even when i saw him in the morning and was happy to see him, i never felt that pure lightness i did when i was around you. And then we broke up. I got closer to you. I was falling in love without even realizing it. I fell in love with you slowly, a little more with every smile and giggle and late night conversation until suddenly i was in too deep to go back. It was like being caught in a riptide, only this time instead of being swept up into the dark i was swept into the arms of the sun. Even after i realized i loved you i didnt tell you for a couple months. I was scared to lose that warmth. I had gotten so used to the chill i didnt even realize i was cold, but then out of seemingly nowhere i was warm. It was completely unexpected but at the same time made complete sense. I didnt realize it was love for a long time, but what else could it be, it made total sense. Gods the first time i hugged you after telling you i love you really did feel like being in the arms of the sun. I used to be scared of physical contact. I still am in most ways, with most people. But with you, with you its a need, a craving so deep i dont think it’ll ever leave and i never want it too. And i dont know how it happened, but falling in love with you made that darkness change. I realized i had been trying to make it go away, but i never needed to do that. It’s still there, but it’s no longer lurking, waiting for me to slip into the undercurrent and carry me away, No. In falling in love with you i fell in love with the world, with life, with myself. It was the small things. The warmth of a hug, of the sun, the color of your eyes, then the color of my eyes, your smile, then one day i realized i didnt hate my smile like i used to. I had convinced myself that i looked horrible smiling and looked much prettier with a neutral expression. But around you i smiled so much, you smiled so much, that it made me realize my smile isnt bad at all. I still think i look prettier without a smile most times, but now i know i dont have a bad smile, and now im not afraid to smile. Which is a good thing bc whenever im around you i wanna smile. Anyway, darkness, sun, tides, all that stuff. I spent so long carving out a spot for myself in the darkness, but it wasnt until i fell in love with you, until i loved you, until you loved me, until i fell in love with pieces of myself and the world, that i realized i was wrong. I didnt need to fight the darkness, wrestle and fight the tide. No, i didnt need to do that at all. Darkness isnt something you fight. It isnt something you push away and reject, it’s something you embrace and let go of. Darkness isnt a fight, it’s a dance. The harder you fight to stay in control the more you get spun around and tripped up. Loving you and loving myself made me realize i needed to stop fighting and flow with the music. I dont need a thousand suns, i dont need a way to fix everything wrong with me, i dont need to think theres a million things wrong with me, i dont need to need anything like that. I just needed to be happy, to accept there are days the darkness is my friend, a comfort when the world gets too much, fuel for when i cant keep going. And there are days that the darkness is very much not my friend, where it is pure fear and stopping me from doing anything, where it makes me lash out and confused and hurt. And that’s ok. I dont need to be in control. I will never be in control of that.

It took falling in love to realize that.

Falling in love isnt the answer to everything, but it helped a lot more than i thought it would. I never looked for love, not like this. No, i didnt fight for this. This love grew naturally, and grew and grew and blossomed into the most beautiful thing. I will fight as hard as i need to keep this love, but i know i will never control it. I never want to control this love. This love that is wild and frantic and panic and soft touches and tender hugs and carefree smiles and safety and healing and good. This love that feels like sleeping after swimming for hours, this love that feels like following the moonlight on a trail to bed, this love that feels like smiling into dying embers on a night in spring when the world feels old and new and ancient and fresh and right. This love that feels like the home i always wanted, feels like the hugs i used to be too scared to want, feels like the world is finally peaceful without it inevitably being ripped away. I will never control this love, i will nevee fight this love, but i will always fight for this love if i need to, i will fight for you if i need to, but i no longer want to fight. I’ve spent years fighting, now i just want to be soft and spend my life with you. My life my heart my time my love it’s all yours

Where the ancient meets the city

These are my own photos ^.^

CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN WHY MY FATHER IS LIKE A FRICKING GREMLIN!!! okay so i hate bananas. like burning hatred for bananas. and this morning, my dad was driving me to the bus stop cause its *cold* and was eating a banana. AND THEN PROCEEDED TO STICK THE BANANA IN MY FACE, RIGHT AT MY NOSE, AND SAY "you want some?" LIKE WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE THAT?!? i love my father but oh my gods he acts like a teenage boy

Admiral <3

Cozy long hair Jon💙

Currently trying not to scream rn this concept is AMAZING

Little stobotnik reverse au idea that Im prolly never gonna fully flesh out. Context: Stone is a commander and Robotnik was assigned to him to both get him out of the lab and to give Stone an assistant. Whta they didnt prepare for was for them to be even worse menaces that they started.

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“Commander Stone, I believe it's your turn to share your next strategies,” some nobody moves on from the last speaker. Stone has never liked these meetings, so he just waves a hand towards his assistant.

“Ah, Robotnik knows everything,” Stone deadpans. “He’ll explain everything.” Robotnik looks up from his tablet, where he was just pretending to take notes, in confusion.

“Wha-”

“Go on,” Stone glances over his shoulder at the other, waving towards the front. Robotnik glances up before looking back at his boss. “You’re the one making the robots for it. Go explain.”

Robotnik thinks to push back. After all, he'd only been assigned as the commander’s personal assistant/scientist a little more than a week ago. Yet, as a different official they could care less about tries to speak up against it, Stone harshly snaps in their face and continues to look at Robotnik expectantly. Taking a deep breath, not bothering to hide the slump in his shoulders, he walks to the front and starts to set up the PowerPoint.

Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to Robotnik’s presentation. They've already been over all of this: the robotics, the attached firearms, the strategies, the insane amount of casualties that the resulting explosions would cause. It's much more entertaining to watch his coworkers struggle to keep up. Stone likes how his new assistant can do that- speak so fast and with such a brilliant vocabulary that just about anyone else blue screens. Everyone except for Stone, of course. He wouldn't have direct contact with one of G.U.N.’s best engineers otherwise. Plus, by the end of it, Robotnik has that wild grin of genius that Stone loves to see. The PowerPoint ends with a little gif of an explosion over a stick figure labelled “the enemies”- Robotnik’s the one that made the slides.

Stone doesn't bother to pay attention to how the chair skids out behind him as he gets up, his hands planted on the table and a similar, sinister grin to his assistant plastered on his face. “Now then, I believe that was all that was asked of me. Ta-ta. Doctor! Let's get a move on.” Stone doesn't even glance over his shoulder to know his assistant is following. Though, he does pause and groan as he can already hear the nobodies shoot up from their seats.

“Now where do you think you're going?” One of them demands, as if they have the right.

“Back to my lair-” sure, it's technically an office, but it's a separate building and it's decorated in a way that lair just fits better- “and I'd really prefer to get a move on. I have wars to end before they start.”

“And what makes you think you can just walk out?!”

Stone snaps his finger and waits a moment for Robotnik to catch on. Thankfully, he doesn't have to turn around before he hears his doctor start speaking to the table. “You see, in our subsequently ranked hierarchy based on levels of critical importance, certain time, skill, and activities are ranked excessively greater than those of measly circle jerks of power.”After a few beats of confused silence, Stone can feel Robotnik turn to him. “Commander?”

Stone spins around with a sadistic grin on his face. “Ya basic!” He translates, much louder than necessary. He turns back around and gestures for his assistant to follow. “Doctor, let's go.”

“Yes, commander.”

Once that door is closed behind him, Stone spares a glance at his assistant. Robotnik has never been good at hiding emotions. Well, he is, just not to Stone. He memorized every micro expression he could the first week of having him. Yet, even those that don't know Robotnik could see the beaming smile on his face. Putting stuck up idiots in their place tends to have that effect.

“Honestly, what were those imbeciles thinking,” Stone starts on a rant, already storming through the building, towards the exit, “not even just those meetings. God, I hate those meetings. But they also had you locked up in a lab before this? With, what? Mediocre scientists? Despicable! Unthinkable! Downright idiotic! Listen here my dear doctor, if I ever- and I mean EVER- start treating you like that, smack me. You have my full permission.”

“Yes, commander.”

“And I mean it. You might be my assistant, but I'm not stupid. You're capable of great things, and by hell are we going to achieve them.”

Stone can almost hear that grin grow wider as Robotnik repeats another, “yes, commander.”

“Now then,” Stone pauses to hold the door open for his assistant, “we have casualties to cause.”

gods my hEART I CANT ;-;

hey so i Fully Believe that telemachus was not afraid of odysseus in Hold Them Down

people may have told him stories of Odysseus, King of Ithaca, Athena's chosen Champion, Hero of Troy

but mama's boy telemachus sat by her feet as she wove tapestry after tapestry; and penelope told her little wolf stories of his father

how they met, how he tripped over himself to woo her, how he cried his eyes out when penelope became pregnant, how telemachus wouldn't sleep in his cot as a baby because he was so used to being in his father's arms because odysseus would not put him down; and yes, how viciously he defended their family when the atrides came to retrieve him for the war

telemachus? the child of the Unhinged Power Couple? who knew very well how horrible those suitors were, how they treated him and spoke of his mother?

took one look at his dad viciously protecting their home, their family, and thought he was the coolest, strongest person ever (after mom ofc)

I should start doing this my girlfriend would love her mind so slowly itd be so cute

how it be sometimes