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AYO PONYBOY- BETTER FUCKIN STAY GOLD

Phoenix and Bonnie from Ride or Die comic

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PRETTY BABEY DJFNDNDNND

allow her to sing u the song of her people

...and also just be cute :3c

Petra Hart fanart from Let It Be Enough by @kaspavanlortsyal literally the most amazing fic I’ve read in a very long time- go show them some love!!

You can clearly see where I gave up lol

…mayhaps I do wanna see it 👀

i found my old sketchbook 💀🙏😭

YOOOOOOO

Ok so we all know that, in the movie, Miles had a special sort of stare that would make people back down when he wanted to go through with something, like with the “Let’s hunt” scene, so let’s take it a step further.

I like to think that colonel has his special death stare that he uses to win arguments or intimidate people into doing his bidding, and then even uses it on Spider when they argue. It works first couple times but then Spider learns to mirror it, and with down-turned brows like his it becomes quite easy.

So now the kid uses it as a defence mechanism. When he feels threatened he’d use the stare to make whoever threatens him to back down or to intimidate humans into letting him go places he might not be allowed in. Basically using it to his benefit to survive amongst humans.

And then, weeks after the Sea Dragon incident, he argues with Jake.

Jake grabs his arm.

Spider instinctively looks him in the eye.

And a shiver runs down Sully’s back…

…like he’s seen this gaze before.

Ain’t no fuckin way-

class of 09 and the outsiders real not clickbait

papa louie pals on top

Thx for the tag :D

I brought brownies :D

I’m thankful for @alaskan-wallflower for existing, plain and simple. They’ve shown a grit and willingness to speak their mind and I applaud their dedication to what they set their mind to. They’re radiant and beautiful and I want everyone to know that. They have a sense of understanding that I can’t comprehend and I find them to be a powerful force to be reckoned with, regardless of their beauty and temperament. I am proud of them for being who they are, and I never want them to forget that, even though I haven’t met them in person.

I’m thankful for @kaspavanlortsyal for opening my eyes to the beautiful world of Avatar. I wasn’t as into it until I read your fanfic, Let It Be Enough, and in the time since, I’ve bought all 9 Lego sets, have all the funko pops, both movies in their extended editions, hoodies, a blanket, and an Atokirina itself. I applaud your dedication to your writings and I hope to do the same in the future. Oel Ngati Kameie.

I’m thankful for a whole bunch of other people on this app, with their artistic talents, writings, and expressions on topics of interest. I can’t even put it into words.

Happy Mootsgiving, everyone!

So, technically, I know Thanksgiving is an American holiday… history… yadda yadda. However, this is not Thanksgiving.

This is Mootsgiving, and what I say goes ‘cause this is my holiday. Anyway! Mootsgiving is all the basic ideas of Thankgiving but better because I’m great like that.

I just wanted to show everyone how grateful I am, since gratefulness is a key principle of Thanksgiving.

I want all my moots from different countries to be able to have the picture-perfect movie-esque Thanksgiving of being surrounded by friends and family with all the care and love and gratefulness that can be poured into a single human. And, as the ever-dramatic Runar, what better way to do that than to organize a huge event?

So! Rules!

State what food you brought

State one thing you’re thankful for

My name is Runar, I brought the eggnog, and I’m grateful for each and every one of you 💗🫶

Really sappy and really long paragraph/speech under the cut!!

Soooo… to start off my big long speech… *clinks my fancy wine glass that’s filled with a mysterious substance* (It’s eggnog)

When I first started this blog, it was off a whim. I wanted to do something, something that involved putting my work out there, as I was just starting out. I wanted to mean something. In any sort of way, I wanted to leave a sort of mark. Not just any mark, though, no. I wanted to add a bit of joy, a spark of life that comes from creativity, and adding words and love into the space we occupy on this floating rock in space.

I wanted to write because it made me happy, and I wanted there to be a possibility of someone who was who got joy from reading to maybe stumble upon it, and get joy from me. Get joy from something I was able to provide for them.

I was also incredibly lonely. I had no friends, I had nothing, pretty much. I didn’t talk much. I was reclusive. I was okay, but I was empty. I didn’t have a purpose. And while I wasn’t expecting much, nothing at all really, I was overjoyed at the prospect that maybe just one person would stumble upon something I wrote and for a moment of their day, maybe they got peace from it.

Maybe they felt a little less lonely. I would have been at peace with just knowing the possibility of it was out there. And then… it did. And I got more than I bargained for, even, I got a friend. My first friend.

From there, everything… clicked. Slowly, but ever so surely, things were falling into place. I was gaining something that had not even crossed my mind. A family.

So, my silly dream born from a whim became friends, connections, and family, it became life-altering. It had ups, it had downs, it had in-betweens. It was beautiful and messy and happy and sad and fucked up and so wonderfully… human?

Yeah, this is online, this is a silly mootsgiving idea I thought up three hours ago because I wanted people to know I love them.

But to someone who had nothing, this is everything. You are everything.

Even if we’ve only talked one time, you have a special place in my heart. The character growth has been… one hell of a ride. I’ve gone through many eras, and made new friends in each and every one of them. So, with the end of the year closing soon, I suppose in a way this is not just a silly mootsgiving.

My bigger end goal, really, was to make sure as we get to the end of this ear, you know how genuinely important this whole year has been to me. How important you have been. I got an anon ask,

What does it feel like to be wanted?

It was beautiful poetry. I replied, said I wouldn’t know what it feels like to be wanted. But really? I think maybe I do. I think it feels like having enough people that you love to organize and invite everyone to a huge event online, to write out this heartfelt paragraph and trust that at least one person will care enough to read it.

My beginning goal has changed so much, and not at all. My biggest purpose in life has been, and I think will always be, to add something into this world.

Creativity, joy, happiness, compassion, I want to ensure that no matter what, as long as you know me, you know you have one person on this earth who loves and cares about you with as much feeling that can physically be felt by one person without exploding into a bunch of tiny little runar pieces.

But moreso, I think maybe my goal has changed from wanting to put stories out there, to putting myself out there. I don’t want to write stories that are just fiction, just crafted ideas meshed together to create a blob of fiction.

I want to write pieces of myself into everything, which i think might genuinely be impossible to not do. I want my heart to pour out of my fingers into the things i type out for you, and i want to not only feel things, but to maybe make you feel something too. Something warm and fuzzy, something good, as good as you deserve.

Aaaaannnd…. to end this….

I love you guys, thanks for being here <3

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bro…

I never thought of it that way- even when I first read it- damn that hit hard

This is an analysis of a small detail I’ve never heard anyone talk about.

Ponyboy describes himself as having greenish-grey eyes.

At the end of chapter 8 he realizes that Cherry has green eyes.

It’s revealed in such a way that had me interested. (I might be overthinking this but stay with me) I think the fact Ponyboy has greenish-grey eyes that he wishes were more grey shows him wanting to be a greaser, but he has some Soc like qualities to him. This is symbolic of him not being a full on greaser no matter how hard he tries, it’s not who he is. He will always lean towards the Soc side of life.