chris argent dilf of the year
Water equals life
Imagine seb win with aston martin :))
Austrian Grand Prix 2016
Something that’s been sitting with me since last week is how clear the Bughead storyline was through episode 17. (Yes. It was stilted and left alone for episodes on end during Stalldale season 5, but it was consistently growing throughout.)
Suddenly, we get to 18-19 & it’s just cut off. There’s nothing. No resolution. No conversation of merit between them. They’re allowed ONE line of dialogue to each other in two episodes about Alice. Outside of that they’re not even permitted eye contact. A whole season of build up seemingly thrown out in a hastily rewritten character massacring musical & finale.
Jughead “I don’t want food, because I’m too worried about Betty” Jones is just over it randomly? Betty “I almost got strangled to death, but who cares is JUGHEAD OKAY?!” Cooper, who has been honest with the same one person all season, is also over it randomly? & without blinking or plot development of any kind, they want relationships with other people? Sure, Ras.
More under the cut, so no one has a text wall.
It says a lot about how unbelievable Betty & Jughead, the same Betty & Jughead who will always love each other & pined for one another while apart, deciding, “eeeeh you know what? Nevermind,” is & it says even more that the writers didn’t even attempt to TRY to put a scene like that in too. Betty & Jughead aren’t over each other, the show literally won’t even say that, but they’re also not allowed to be together for the sake of cheap drama, out-of-character nonsense, & shock value. Again.
How do you end a Bughead reunion arc without actually ending a Bughead reunion arc? Their answer is that you don’t, because you can’t. In the same way they were allowed minimal interaction aaaaall season long until the writers were ready for the mystery to get solved (in one episode), that’s the answer here. It’s “just don’t let them Talk™ until the plot allows it 2.0.” I guess they hope we forget all the build up that happened this season or we’ll simply wait around like good little fans until Betty & Jughead are allowed to remember the other exists (as well as who they are) & that’s their Person, their Partner™. Going off the AMA interview last night, the writers either already forgot what happened this season or more insidiously, they’ll flat out lie & tell us we imagined the Bughead reunion arc. It’s an exclamation point on the end of an absolutely trash season. Disappointed (& enraged) not surprised.
Anyway, Bughead five-ever
Hiram leaving town (& the show) giggling about a bomb he placed to kill Archie? It’s so funny, because it’s one final Little Bitch move from him.
Josie told no lies.
Hiram bombed Barchie!?!?
What a man with TASTE.
Forget it. (The writers will.)
The amount of rage fire I have that Jughead has revived the Blue and Gold & Betty isn’t there legitimately has no limit.
Oh guys. Pop Tate, who was in Florida, has made a trip from his home in Florida, to see what happened to the diner. Will he survive Riverdale’s trash pile to make it back to Florida?
I, a Riverdale fan who can always make sense of the plots, say this with all seriousness.
I may not know, but I don’t like it.
Can confirm. This is, in fact, not Jughead Jones. It’s Souphead Jones.
Day 4 of Lucitober - Music. i’ve wanted to draw this scene for so long, but never quite got the time. So challenged myself to do this in less than 2h30 (almost succeeded, the app clocked 2h45 💪)
Bahrain Grand Prix 2017
In the months that follow, Lena makes a complete recovery, and resumes her rightful place at LuthorCorp. This time, the rebranding process is punctuated not by restless nights spent alone in her office, but curled up on the couch with Jack. He remains a stolid presence at her side, with Spheerical Industries among the first to partner with the newly branded L-Corp. Together, they help rebuild the city alongside its heroes.
Six months later Lena is honored by the city, with a charity gala thrown in her name to benefit an organization of her choice. Cameras flash when Jack helps Lena exit the limosine.
Together they make a striking couple, he in a dapper brocade tux and she in a dress that hangs long and fluid against her skin. She still bears the scars of her fight with Lex, both visible and not, but all anyone can see-- all Kara can see-- is her radiant happiness as she smiles and greets the crowd.
When Supergirl drops in to make an appearance, Lena's smile somehow broadens. She sweeps Kara into a hug, eschewing any professional boundaries they'd previously maintained in the public eye.
"Congratulations," Kara murmurs. She pulls back to look Lena in the eye. "You deserve this."
"I couldn't have done it-- any of it-- without you," Lena counters. Her hands grasp Kara's gently. "You believed in me from the very beginning."
Kara nods. It's taken a long time to heal from the fallout of her secret, and longer still for Lena to believe that their friendship until then hadn't been a ruse. But they've come back together, both publicly and privately, and Kara knows she'll never take their friendship for granted again.
"Always," she promises. She looks to Jack, meeting his gaze with a solemn nod. "Both of you."
"You still on for dinner on Friday?" Jack asks. "I've got a new recipe I've been keeping in reserve I think you'll like."
The fact Jack could cook had come as a surprise. Kara had assumed he would be as preoccupied as Lena, too busy to do anything more than order take out from the swanky restaurants around the city. But having already experienced the spoils of his labor, Kara beams with anticipation.
"Wouldn't miss it," she promises. "And game night next week?"
"We'll be there," Jack confirms.
They'd both seamlessly integrated into the Superfriends game nights. Jack proved to be personable with everyone he met, and it wasn't long before he and Brainy had struck an unlikely bond. And Lena... Lena should have been included long ago, Kara now realizes. She belonged with them, in every way that matters.
"Have a good time tonight," Kara told them both. She looks to Lena. "Save me a dance?"
"Sorry, Supergirl, I'm afraid my dance card is already quite full," Jack quips with a grin, earning a light smack on the arm from Lena.
"Don't be a stranger, Supergirl," she says warmly. "We wouldn't be here if it weren't for you."
"Tonight is your night," Kara reminds her. "Embrace it."
Lena smiles, leaning into Jack with a happy, exasperated sigh. Jack wraps an arm around her shoulders.
"Congratulations, Lena. I mean it."
Lena's smile softens. "Thank you," she says quietly.
When Supergirl launches back into the air, her heart is full. She has her friend, her family. Lena has Jack in her life, a continuous source of love and adoration. For all that they had been through, all it had taken to get them to here...
Kara wouldn't change it for the world.
When a knock comes on Kara's front door, the person she expects to see on the other side is Lena.
"Lena?" Kara tugs her inside, checking the hallway to see if she'd been followed. Lena moves stiffly under her hands, visibly uncomfortable. "I thought-- where's Jack?"
"Gone," Lena says. Her eyes scan the room, taking in the sight of the rest of the Superfriends sitting around the coffee table, clearly in the midst of a game night. She turns back to Kara. "It was too much of a risk for him to stay, so-- I sent him away."
"But he's safe?" Kara insists.
"As far as I'm aware."
"That--" Kara stammers slightly, pushing her glasses up on her nose before squaring her shoulders, Supergirl taking over. "That's good."
"What are you doing here?" Alex demands. She's on her feet already, distrust written clearly across her features despite Kara's warning glare.
"I have information regarding Lex's plans," Lena intones. "Together, we might be able to stop him."
Alex stares at her, not quite buying it. But Kara takes Lena's hand eagerly. "We will stop him. We can talk--"
"Not here," Lena cuts in swiftly. She extricates her hand from Kara's, who understands the message loud and clear. They're not friends.
Kara swallows thickly. "We'll go to the Tower."
Once there, Lena explains what she knows. "I traced Lex's money trail to a warehouse in the desert, part of the old DEO facility. I believe he's building a weapon."
"Do you know where this facility is?" J'onn asks.
Lena nods. "I can give you the exact coordinates."
"We can go there and interrupt their operations. If there is a weapon there, we'll find it and destroy it."
"Not you," Lena bites out. When the others stare at her in surprise, she continues, softening. "Lex has numerous kryptonite traps at his disposal. You won't be able to get anywhere close to it. They'll have better success if you stay here."
"How do you know that?" Alex asks.
Lena looks her in the eye. "Because I helped build them."
There's no trace of guilt anywhere in Lena's countenance, but Kara finds herself reaching out to her anyway. "It wasn't your fault..."
"You'll stay here too," Alex declares, holding Lena's gaze. "We don't need any loose cannons out there."
Lena nods. "Of course."
Though she's effectively grounded, Kara can't help but feel a sense of relief to finally have some time alone with Lena. Maybe, finally, they could really talk.
The rest of the group prepares and heads out, leaving Kara and Lena alone in the tower. After a few awkward minutes of silence, Kara clears her throat.
"Lena, I-- I just wanted to tell you again how sorry I am. You're my best friend, and I lied to you. I know--"
She turns away, starting to pace.
"I knew it would hurt you, to learn the truth, but every time I tried to come clean, I was just so scared--"
The sharp panicked shout from behind her whirls Kara around, just in time to lift her arms against the blow from Lena's kryptonite blade. The slash lacerates both of Kara's forearms, burning and searing upon contact. The familiar agony swiftly spreads to engulf her whole body, but it's the rage in Lena's eyes that hurts more.
Lena slashes again, this time pressing forward as Kara scrambles to put distance between them. Her surprise makes her clumsy, and Lena is swift in her determination, slipping under Kara's guard to slip the blade between her ribs.
Kara chokes, tripping away from the blade. She goes down hard, and in an instant Lena is on top of her, straddling her chest as she draws the knife over her head and plunges the blade down towards Kara's throat.
Kara blindly reaches for Lena's wrists, catching just before the blade touches her skin. She can feel the proximity of the kryptonite, the heat of it burning against her skin. She pushes through the pain to look Lena in the eye, only to see a stranger glaring down at her.
"Lena... what are you doing?"
"Ridding the world of you once and for all," Lena snarls, her face a mask of murderous rage.
"Hold still, and I'll make it quick."
Lena presses more of her weight against the hilt. Her energy quickly sapped by the kryptonite and her wounds, Kara's arms tremble to keep the blade from plunging down. But as Lena continues to push, Kara feels her center of balance shift, and in a move that would put even Alex to shame Kara rolls them both.
Lena smacks bodily into the floor, her head bouncing against the concrete upon impact, dazing her. Kara quickly moves to pin her, trapping one hand above Lena's head. Lena's other hand tangles in the collar of Kara's suit, but Kara barely notices in the split second before she sees the expression in Lena's eyes-- fear.
Panting for breath, Lena's gaze darts wildly about, before landing on the blade in her hand. "Stop me," she gasps.
Kara doesn't hesitate. In the instant it takes Kara to cock back one fist, Lena's face twists back into a mask of rage, her hand tightening on Kara's collar as Lena snarls. In the next moment, Kara snaps her fist out, exerting just enough force to knock Lena unconscious.
When her friend goes limp beneath her, Kara sags. Laboriously, she flings the kryptonite away and incinerates it with a blast of heat vision. Rolling onto the floor beside Lena, Kara stares up at the ceiling, wondering what on earth she was supposed to do next.