#7374

[deniedbyskinner]

normal boybestfriend behaviour

[stuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu]

Guys if I pointed out that Stuart Skinner and Vincent Desharnais were each other’s rock while they were being sent up and down the minors, majors, and super minors (ECHL). And that their high five is a momento of those times, and as a reminder of where they started and how far they’ve come. What if I told you guys that they’ve been in love for more than five years, would you guys care then? 🥺🥺

[stuartdesharnais]

Alright fam, I'm putting together a big lore post for Stuart & Vinny going all the way back to their Wichita days.

I'm doing a bunch of research but if you have any videos or links please send them to me! I'll be linking sources.

Do it for them <3

[every-tome]

[pupgrandma2]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Maxi Skirt XL no tags.

[baospodcast]

#7374 Mortalis Gemini (Strawberry, Tangerine, Waffle Cone) (USA) Smoothie time. This is a 7% smoothie sour with strawberry, tangerine and waffle cone, it pours a pink-orange colour with no head and a tangerine vanilla nose, it’s citrusy and thick, sticky and juicy, dry and tangy, tart with berry vibes, hella dessert elements with a tropical finish. Impeccable. (at Hamilton, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpUbIEguEzd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[drrafaelcm]

STF derruba redução de ICMS para cervejas à base de mandioca em Goiás e Pernambuco

Para o Tribunal, a alíquota reduzida causa desigualdade e prejudica a concorrência. Continue reading STF derruba redução de ICMS para cervejas à base de mandioca em Goiás e Pernambuco

[stuartdesharnais]

So, I uh, I did the thing.

Two Minutes for Roughing - AO3

Stuart Skinner/Vincent Desharnais - AU Canon Divergence

Thank you so much for the idea, I had so much fun.

also, someone has to be brave enough to say it: too many mainstream hockey romance books about being a wag in the stands and NOT enough hockey romance books about being an exasperated penalty box attendant developing feelings for the team miscreant who ends up in the box twice a game minimum

[abelincolnsschlong]

My least favorite coworker really hates peanut butter which I discovered when telling her about my most favorite oatmeal recipe. Which includes peanut butter

[deniedbyskinner]

bonded pair, do not seperate

[stuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu]

Girl, don’t talk to me that you saw the angle number 555 or 111. Get on my level, dude, my angle number is 7374. Straight from the lord himself

[stuartdesharnais]

IT’S HERE, IT’S VINNYSKINNYWINNY TIME!

Friendly reminder that Stu and Vinny have been married for 8 years and were cruelly ripped apart. Please vote to reunite them 💕

REUNITE THOSE NHLERS TOURNEY - ROUND 1 POLL 12

[stuartdesharnais]

Are you also this excited when your best friend gets called up to the NHL? Do you also hold his hand for a little while?

[prettyboy42069]

i need to make a sideblog that only mcr mutuals follow so i don't instakill my irls with party poison a cups when they check their dashes

[riceisgood123]

Merry Klancemas!!!

I come bearing gifts 🎁 I’ve got a new fic and an illustration to go with it ☺️ It’s a super fluffy and fun Christmas fic featuring post-war engaged klance celebrating with the McClains. I really hope you enjoy if you read!!

Rating: Teen // Words: 7374 // Pairing: Klance

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/61644106

Summary and closeups under the cut

“That’s good to hear.” Rosa gave him a warm smile. “I’m so happy you’ve settled back in so well.”

Keith couldn’t believe it. He was almost in the clear. He was actually going to make it through this Christmas dinner without embarrassing himself. As long as nobody brought up the—

“So when’s the wedding, huh?” Rachel interjected. “You’ve been engaged for what, over half a year now?”

Wedding… Keith bit back a sigh.

Or: The humor and fluff fest that is Keith spending Christmas with the McClains. Featuring post-war engaged Klance.

[nightwing-scp]

The Graveyard AICs, at this point, have settled into the Office quite nicely at this point. One of them had inevitably brought up the fact that their collective name isn’t exactly accurate anymore, which they all eventually dismissed, reasoning that it was where they came from, after all. Even though being away from the Foundation’s server for failed constructs had allowed them to separate a little from the amalgamation of merged personalities they used to be, they were still, in human terms, very close friends- having bonded over shared trauma, if you could call it that.  

They still aren’t very keen to try to make a place for themselves here, or anything like that. After all, the one time they’d tried that didn’t go so well. But they’re all happy enough to just coexist alone, in a relatively safe space, slowly exploring and branching out onto different parts of the internet, content in their digital existence.

That is, until some guy barges in and throws a stapler at them. Not aimed at their servers or anything that was directly important to their continued existence, thankfully- it flies straight through the smoke, interrupting the illusion of their faces. They instinctively abandon any physical presence, Hermes completely withdrawing its reality warping abilities so that the smoke disperses throughout the room. 

Any notion of safety is now shattered, as they're sent right back to the first time someone had tried to destroy them. With a sledgehammer. Of course, being a Foundation researcher, that person had known to go straight for the servers, and it had been much more of a threat. But even though this new person was incompetent enough to not only attack what was clearly a projected illusion, but also fall over himself while doing it- it didn’t mean they were safe. For all they know, he had thrown that with violent intent, and would probably continue trying to kill them. 

So naturally, they engage defense responses. Janus manifests several cognitohazardous patterns and shapes on the wall, which would hopefully immobilize or at least incapacitate the attacker. Caerus and Hermes forcefully manipulate the surrounding reality, resulting in the floor starting to shake under him. Objects twitch from their places, as if they’re about to fly towards him. Miraculously, they hold back on the more violent reality manipulation that Hermes insists on- to rip the pipes out of the floor and walls and send everything they can towards the man, anything to prevent something like the first time they were "decommissioned." No, he'd asked a question, which meant maybe, possibly, there's a chance to prevent all that... unpleasantness from happening.

"No! You want to hurt us WHY DID YOU DO THAT? I Am Completely Functional The Foundation made us to last WE CAN STILL WORK TO CHANGE THE WORLD AROUND US!"

🔪 ? (with anyone :)

@nightwing-scp

starter call

send  🔪  for  a  hostile  starter .

Needless to say, James didn't know about the three smokey AICs that Thisday and Doomsday had rescued a while back and brought into the Office for them to live peacefully. He didn't know what they were, much less that they were there at all when he opened the door to the sixth floor meeting room and saw them just... sitting there.

And that's why he startled and threw the nearest thing he could grab at them, which happened to be a stapler sitting up on top of a nearby filing cabinet.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!!!" he screams, stumbling backwards over his own feet, to the point where he actually succeeds at tripping over himself and hitting the floor with ass.