#9-19-23

[photozoi]

The water from the fish barrel is always tastier than the water from the nice clean water dish.

Mr Mung, Silken Windhound, 3 months

[desertpups]

Toronto 9/19/23

📷Ruthless Imagery

[viv-annelore]

[ecofear]

ignore this im testing tag limits LMAO

[huariqueje]

Swimming Pool in Gros - Marc Dailly

Swiss , b. 1978 -

Oil on panel , 30 x 24 cm .

[jtl-fics]

WW- a scene you have a fun writing!

WIP Wednesday 10-25-23 (Closed) | New Kings AU

After that he watches Josten bolt off at speeds that leave him feeling like a chump. The kid was going to be a menace on the court next season when he was on the team with them.

Seth felt his stomach churn a bit at the thought. Was he watching his replacement? Seth knew that he wasn't anything approaching 'the best' but he took pride in his place as a starter. If Day really did rehab his hand then Seth had no doubt that even as a right-hander Kevin Day was better at Exy than him.

Watching Neil Josten running he can't help but worry that he might not even have opportunities to show his stuff his final year. He knows at this point it is a long-shot but he still dreams of getting an offer from a professional team. With that kind of money he could do a lot for his siblings. With that kind of money maybe he could be at least a little worthy of Alli-

[mousesketches]

garfield redraw

[lhaagain]

@sicktember Part 2 - My Mortal Soul

I've taken a slightly different approach to Sicktember this year and have grouped the prompts together into five fics. This one includes the following prompts: 19. Hypochondriac Tendencies 11. Mediaeval Treatment 23. Under a Spell 9. Overdramatic Patient/Caretaker 2. Too Much of a Good Thing/Overindulgence

My Mortal Soul

“I could not possibly,” Monica Joan declared. “My soul is only clinging to my physical manifestation by a thread.”

“I’m sorry you’re not feeling well,” Julienne said gently, coming to sit on the side of her sister’s bed. “Is there something in particular the matter?” When their elder sister had not appeared in the chapel for Lauds, Julienne had seen the weary look on Ada’s face and offered to go up instead.

For as long as Julienne had known Monica Joan, and she suspected long before that, she had been something of an eccentric. She was fond of ancient cultures, astronomy and astrology but increasingly she seemed to not only be fascinated but truly believe what she was saying.

“I am besieged by an evil temper. The wind must be from the east.”

“It might be,” Julienne said. “But I suspect that has little to do with what ails you.”

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[moron-hassaikai-and-more]

Spinner: sitting on and touching warm rocks…that’s the good stuff…

Deidoro: are you….a reptile…?

Spinner: what are you? A cop? Mind your own business.

[photozoi]

"Did I just hear someone comment about my hair?"

Egads, the lighting! Mr Mung, Silken Windhound, 3 months with sunfuzz ears.

[desertpups]

So happy to be back in Toronto, I’ve so many good memories here. Thanks to everyone who joined me at the @budweiserstage at the largest show I’ve played in Canada. I’m so grateful to experience this kind of support! See you again before too long 🖤

📸 @ruthlessimagery

[bugmistake]

sometimes its so crazy to realize that there's actually a lot of things i like. that i thought i didn't like because i was a depressed teenager. i love being outside! i love swimming! i love talking to people! even strangers sometimes! i love getting dressed in fun outfits and doing makeup! i love reading and going to art museums! i just thought i was doomed forever to a life of complete and total apathy and void! and now look at me! still a little shaky but i'm doing it!!!!!

[lem0nite]

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[huariqueje]

Zoé and the cat  - Marc Dailly

Swiss , b. 1978 -

oil on canvas , 24 x 30 cm 

[adriles]

im not afraid of my imminent death, ghosts & spirits, grievous war crimes,the anger of the gods, consuming undercooked hog, or snapping a string on my lyre. but i am afraid of 1 thing.... my glory and amazing war prowess being forgotten by time

[jtl-fics]

If it's not too late for WIP Wednesday, math nerd please and thank you!

WIP Wednesday - 9/27/23 (Closed)| Math Nerd AU

"Good, since you're going back there." Neil says and Andrew doesn't realize the breath he had been holding until he hear's Neil's reply.

Moreau has the audacity to nod as if he understood anything, "Yeah, I am. Thanks for that too." he says and maybe he does understand a few things.

"I just wanted to get in some extra practice over break." Neil dismisses and settles properly into the passenger seat.

"I'm sure." Moreau says with a roll of his eyes, "I'll text you when I land." he adds tone indicating it was mocking before turning and walking to the airport. Andrew watches Neil watch his every step, his shoulders only loosening once Moreau was safely inside.

"I'm going to sleep more." Neil says.

"No need to announce it." Andrew rolls his eyes as he looks for an opportunity to merge out into the airport traffic.

"I just thought I should warn you that you'll be lacking my excellent conversational skills." Neil jokes but his eyes are already closed.

"I prefer dead air." Andrew rolls his eyes as he guns it and merges across four lanes.

"I figured." Neil laughs and it's a real one.