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you're a brat in every room of this house

@icemankazansky / icemankazansky.tumblr.com

carly /car-lee/ (she, her) 1. n. a tiny person 2. thecarlysutra on AO3 3. a blonde whirlwind of awesome 4. member of the Top Gun Old Guard 5. irreverent outlaw reluctant hero 6. val kilmer trash for life 7. chuffed to receive a Dr. Pepper // PFP by super talented artist Noah Dea
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usergif
"You love her," Tonra said. Sabé froze. "Of course I do," she said. She met his gaze. "It's a complicated relationship. She can order me to my death, and I will go. And she knows it. We've worked so hard to maintain a balance we will never truly have. As far as I can see, she will always pick Naboo, and I will always pick her." – E.K. Johnston, Queen's Shadow
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New York City ballet production of Midsummer Nights Dream

The fact this isn't a painting is a testament to one of the greatest feats of set design and production I've ever seen.

My god just look at this! The lighting, set design, photography... I've just never seen anything like it.

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jammerific

I think this is the first time I've ever been wowed by "this ISN'T a painting"!

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loish

Thinking about what it would be like to see color for the first time. I always love stories with those kind of themes, ever since I read The Giver as a kid. The idea of growing up without color but suddenly seeing it for the first time always stuck with me.

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qin-ling
Anonymous asked:

hi - for the icemav prompt fic i was hoping to request either number 19 or number 63 !! (i cant remember my tumblr login lmao - im princ3sskenny on ao3)

hello!! i went with 19--i hope you like it! this one was real fun. :^)

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19. “if we're caught kissing we're most likely dead but let's risk it”

This is new, Maverick thinks, when Ice approaches him after the post-mission debrief with a face etched from stone and his eyes pale and cold.

For all his namesake, the Iceman is not actually made of ice. Maverick’s always been aware of this, even when Ice would give him bland, cool looks back in TOPGUN like Maverick was no better than a swatch of gum beneath his shoe. No—Ice has always blazed under there, especially nose-to-nose with Maverick, all competitive fire and colossal ego tempered only by the iron fist he has around his composure.

It’s a skill thing, that callsign of his. It’s Ice’s irreproachability in the air, his marble-wrought patience and crystal-cold perfectionism. Hard edges, sharp lines, every piece of the puzzle slotted together with laser-cut precision.

But it’s a whole different ball game, on the ground. On the ground, Ice bends when Maverick least expects it; yields when Maverick most needs it. Those razor-sharp lines become pliant and hazy. Despite everything, Maverick doesn’t think Ice has ever truly been angry with him. Has never really seen him angry, at all. 

Until now, anyway.

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