#ARE YOU???

[nothinghappned]

[crazy-minded-girl]

Happy st. Tavastia day to all those who celebrate.

[chailattehotte]

Did Bojan decide to write the new song in English just so he could make an ARE YOU song?

[jerevision]

Spotted on a bus stop in Malta

They're everywhere

[the-derpy-duck]

Transformers earthspark Starscream is amazing and wonderful and definitely didn’t commit a war crime. He would never. He wouldn’t abandon his friends. Look at that face.

Never mind he looks like a dirty traitor.

Anyway that episode where they were traped with an energon eater (no I will not call it whatever they called it in the episode because I like rescuebots) was great.

EARTHSPARK YEAH—

[drugsforaddicts]

I hate that ArE yOUuu video so much because I'll forever and ever want to know what made them that giggly but I will never know 😭😭 also ESC era Bojere were so cute I want to cry 🥲

Just 2 drunk idiots giggling because of some silly question of "never-have-I-ever-yes-game" but WHAT IS THE QUESTION??? I would sell my soul for that piece of information 😭😭. Esc era bojere is superior, bestest boyfriends and all that jam 💛💛💛

[fangcyclonelunaheat]

to anybody who followed me are ya REALLY sure you are looking for the right thing?

[bisonaari]

@iceeurovision AarE YoUUUU????? 🤔

[antivanruffles]

53 r/j

53. “Who crawls through someone’s window at 4am to go for ice cream?!”

You said "R/J" but I know you specifically meant Rei and Jamie, it's okay. So canon, non-canon future Tequila Sunset RPG ficlet.

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Rei tried several times to ignore the incessant tapping noise. She kept tossing and turning, pretending it didn't exist, only it did exist and it wasn't stopping anytime soon. After about ten minutes of the unending annoyance she was ready to get up, despite the fact it was fuck-it-all in the morning, and investigate this strange occurrence like some white lady in a horror movie.  

That was when the noise finally stopped, only to be replaced by the notifications on her phone. Growling under her breath she grabbed her phone to see who it was she would need to flambe later on. Once it was a decent hour, of course. 

There was no surprise in the name flashing across her screen. 

Hey

Was the first message.

Answer your window

Was the second message, followed by several clock emojis, an ice cream cone, and a bunch of others she didn't pay much mind to. 

"I'm going to murder him," she mumbled to herself and threw back her blankets, trying not to shiver at the cool night air. 

With her phone clutched tightly in one hand, Rei crept out to the living room of her apartment.  All seemed well in order, the front door was bolted, and nothing looked to be out of place. Except for maybe the face of a certain obnoxious blonde peering through the gaps in her drapes.

"What in the hell?" she asked by way of greeting as she unbolted the window and threw it open.

"What?" was the mumbled reply as Jamie crawled through the open window, entirely without grace and obviously not caring. He straightened up, adjusting his clothes and looked at Rei expectantly.

"Didn't you get my text?" 

"The incomprehensible string of emojis?"

"Before that." He gestured toward her phone, the rings on his fingers glinting in the soft moonlight. He'd switched nail polish colors since yesterday, no longer a deep purple but a flashy red and she couldn't help but think that was entirely on purpose. 

Rei rolled her eyes when it didn't appear he was going to just tell her what the stupid texts said. She opened his chat and found a long stream of consciousness waiting for her. It looked like he had been bored, and decided that Rei should be the recipient of his boredom and ADHD. Then her eyes lighted upon the thing that had apparently brought him to her apartment in the middle of the night. 

Ice cream. 

Some random thought that triggered a desire for ice cream and company and a promise (or threat depending on who you asked) to come to her place and take her out for ice cream.

"Jamie," she said slowly and looked up. "Who crawls through someone’s window at 4am to go for ice cream?”

"Listen what's the point in having all this magic juju shit without using it? And everyone knows the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. It just so happens that the straight line between your place and mine is diagonally... by rooftop." He grinned widely at her, and it pissed her off how charming it was. 

"That doesn't change the fact it's 4am."

"Hey, what's better? 4am house calls for ice cream, or 4am benders at some random club?" 

She knew he was joking, goading in that acerbic way he always did, so she ignored the question. It did draw her attention to how much healthier he looked as of late; his frame a little fuller, eyes bright and clear like a summer sky. He carried himself differently too, not quite as drawn in on himself. Which, looking back, had been so at odds with his immense personality. 

"Anyway," he drawled to distract from the long silence. She knew he was aware of the fact she had been giving him a once over, and she was pleasantly surprised when he didn't comment on it. "Ice cream." 

"Is that pre-approved on your training diet?" she teased.

"Do you think I give a shit?" he replied in the same teasing tone. 

"You aren't leaving until I agree to go for ice cream, are you?"

"Nope." 

Rei made a grumbling noise in the back of her throat, then turned to her bedroom to find something warm. "Where do you even get ice cream at 4am?"

"The bodegas." His incredulous voice followed her from the living room. "We're going all out for sundaes. What, did you think I was going to take you to McDonald's for soft serve?"

"I don't know because it's 4am! You never make sense during reasonable hours let alone unreasonable ones." 

Finally dressed Rei returned to the living room to find Jamie flopped on her couch like he lived there. He looked up the second she appeared and Rei knew what he saw first. The sweatshirt had been his, it had his high school's logo on the front, all faded and worn until it was barely recognizable. It had come into her possession during her extended stay at his apartment. It had been warm and soft and she just hadn't ever gotten around to returning it. 

Again she was pleasantly surprised when he chose not to comment on the fact she still had it, or that she chose to wear it now. 

"Time to go!" Jamie jumped up and clapped his hands, then strode across to the window. "Ladies first."

"The window, really?" She arched an eyebrow.  

"It's quicker, now come on. If we wait any longer it'll be ice cream for breakfast and that's just weird."

"That's weird?" Rei stopped with one foot out the window, wondering why in the hell she was agreeing to any of this. 

"Look there's a window for ice cream, and 5am to 9am is not it." 

"That makes no sense."

"Doesn't have to make sense, it's just how it is." 

Rei rolled her eyes and continued out onto the fire escape. Jamie was close behind, shutting the window behind them and ushering her along while chatting incessantly about nothing, but she had long since grown accustomed to that. For better or worse. 

The air was cold, but her sweater was warm, and Jamie's voice was oddly soothing. And despite the sheer ridiculousness of this whole adventure they were on, Rei couldn't help but think it almost... maybe... felt like a date.

[ilona-mushroom]

Not socialist in a “I won’t have to work” type of way but socialist in a “I’ll still be working but I won’t be worried I won’t make the rent” type of way. In a “billions won’t be hoarded by one person” type of way. In a “janitors, fast-food workers, child care workers, preschool teachers, hotel clerks, personal care and home health aides, and grocery store cashiers, will live comfortably” type of way. In a “the sick and elderly will be cared for” type of way. In a “no child should work” type of way.

[deseos-de-la-via-lactea]

source

[riacte]

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe]

[mayhemchicken-artblog]

in the hour or so it took me to draw this op turned reblogs off

EDIT: reblogs are STAYING OFF. op was right and correct and i have never regretted making a post as much as this one. if you want to reblog my art you can reblog something else from my blog. or commission me, lord knows i deserve financial compensation for the nightmare this post has put me through

[chailattehotte]

Uh, I did a thing.

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[queerstudiesnatural]

some of my favourite sign fails <3