#But it won't happen today.

[mimeparadox]

Apropos to my last Nikita post: I really want to write--or see that someone else has written--a post about how that series deals with names--perhaps one tying it back to other versions of the Nikita story, and maybe Person of Interest, who does its own interesting thing with it.

[royalarchivist]

Luzu: Yeah, you know, I told people that I would happily make some dictionaries so that you guys have expressions to use, like you can have a book in your inventory that you open to have like basic Spanish stuff, I'm gonna mess his one, like his -

Phil: Oh yes, please.

Luzu: - book up, and I'm gonna make all like, have no meaning.

Phil: Please give him like, a - a silly book, a - give him a silly one.

Luzu: Yeah. How do I pronounce his name, Wilbur, or Wilb? Or Wil?

Phil: You got it right the first time! Yup, it's Wilbur.

Luzu: Oh yeah? Alright.

Phil: Yup yup! Or just Wil. Either - either works.

Luzu: I wanna have to find a way to, yeah, have a cold revenge. Like, he - he may be laughing today, and, "heehee, haha!" we did like this small joke, and in 20 days I'm gonna destroy everything that he loves in this server.

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

bangtan boys in turtlenecks (15/??) cr. 0613data, namuspromised

[rusty-courage]

a woven life session 5 doodle of me vs chrisrin

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

THE TRAINEE Off Jumpol as Jane Episode 4

[segretecose]

according to a recent study if the birth rate carries on decreasing at this speed there will be no new italians being born after the year 2225 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

[the---hermit]

19|08|2024

My holidays away with my parents are finished and I am back home. I did lots of exploring, got to an amazing medieval festival and a very long day in the car we finally got back home. My first day back was busier than I had planned, as we had to clean up and fix some stuff, because while qe were away it rained so much our garage flooded. Thankfully my brother got the water out before we got back, but there were more things to do, and thankfully we did everything today. I have a lot of work to do in my garden too, but that is a weekend activity as tomorrow I have work in the morning, and then I'll be spending a couple of days at a friend's place. I am also almeno done with my reread of the fellowship of the ring, which I'd like to finish in the next couple of days. I haven't decided yet if my next read is going to be the two towers or if I want to break up the reread with something short.

📖: The Lord Of The Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

[crabussy]

IS ANYONE ELSE FEELING KIND TODAY!!! IS ANYONE ELSE FEELING GENEROUS TOWARDS OTHER PEOPLE!!! IS ANYBODY ELSE BEING KIND AND TRYING TO UNDERSTAND EVEN WHEN ITS HARD!!! IS ANYONE ELSE ASSUMING THE BEST OF OTHERS INTENTIONS AND RESPONDING IN KIND!!!! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME

[marlowe-art]

claudia the vampire that you are!!!!

[hood-ex]

Having a roommate who's 7 years younger than me has made me realize I've been robbed of my older sibling Dick Grayson vibes this entire time.

Roomie was bringing a girl over to our house tonight, and I was like, "You need to tidy up before she comes so she doesn't think you're a slob."

And he was looking at the living room like, "Really? It's not that bad."

And I gave him a look and was like, "Here, I'll help you." (Even though none of the mess was mine, thank you very much.)

And he was proudly like, "My room is really clean!"

And I was like, "Good. What about dinner tonight? Are you taking her out?"

And he was like, "Uh... no?"

And I was like, "But she might be hungry! It's dinner time!"

And he was like, "I have a frozen pizza we can eat?"

And I was like, "Hmm that works, I guess."

Like yes, I am going to older sister you into being the best for your girl. Or like better than decent, at least.

[maudiemoods]

what quote thing?

This 💔

a couple of people have seen it reposted on other sites without any credit or mention! I don't mind sharing it but a little "-maudiemoods" would be kinda thoughtful!

[lovesodeepandwideandwell]

My great-uncle runs grocery stores and he told me about having to close down the one by the university because the students never bought fresh perishable foods there and (though I haven't been a college student these 6 years) I still am very proud of myself whenever my grocery list is just perishables

[stabbyfoxandrew]

🕊️ WIP Wednesday (8/21)🕊️

Not sure how many I'll take this week. The depression is about to hit me with a comically oversized mallet so... You know. Uh, have a good day. <3

1. Vampire Andrew AU 2. Guardian Angel Neil AU 3. Mafia Front Restaurant AU 4. Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU 5. Mer Roadtrip AU *click the links for masterposts for each au!

Here’s Angel Neil (222):

“I don’t want to die.” Anymore. Usually.

“Good since I’m not going to let you.”

“Says the man who lit my cancer stick for me,” Andrew says, looking down at Neil’s magical fire-summoning hand.

“You smoke without my help all the time. One stupid cigarette isn’t going to turn your lungs to ash.”

“You never know. That might be the one that gets me.”

The angel ignores him. “Listen, the next time you want to antagonize your brother just tell him he’s ugly and be done with it. Don’t threaten suicide over him being annoying.”

“So I’m ugly now huh?” Andrew says with a sigh. Fucking angel. Pull him back from the edge and push him off.

[yujeong]

Time was at a standstill. Vegas was holding his breath without noticing, and continued to hold it when he did - he was afraid of what would happen if he exhaled loudly enough to draw attention to himself. His gaze was shifting between Pete and the man who was standing before them in the doorway, blocking their entrance. Vegas had never seen him before, but even so, he recognized Pete in him enough to know who he was. A dangerous aura surrounded him. There was an edge to his presence that Vegas would only come across people of certain circles. He was a fighter. A muay khao. Pete's father. Shame coursed through Vegas' body, smearing his skin, settling in his lungs, rendering him speechless. I thought he was dead, he wanted to tell Pete if he could. He wanted to scream at him, I thought you killed him. Pete was the one who broke the stillness. As if awakened by something, he took a half-step back and made a motion with his arms, almost raising them to his chest, but not quite. In an instant, Pete reverted into the pet Vegas had been keeping at the safehouse, bound by handcuffs and afraid of his belt hitting flesh and drawing blood. A lump formed in Vegas' throat. "Have you stopped practicing? Your form is off." The uncanny similarities between Pete and his father appearance-wise didn't mean a thing when it came to their voices. Vegas shivered. Was this what Pete would sound like in a few decades? (Were these the condescending words he'd choose to spew? Was Pete going to embody his father? Was Vegas embodying his?) "What are you doing here?" Pete whispered. "They let me out for a few days, so I came here to collect some money. Imagine my surprise when I found out my offspring left the job someone found him worthy enough of doing to... do what exactly? Yaai didn't want to tell me." He crossed his arms, waiting for an answer. Vegas didn't know what he was allowed to say. If he was allowed to say anything at all. "It's none of your business." "I'd say it very much is my business, as well as yaai's business who was dependent on the money you were making being some rich asshole's human shield." A choked sound scratched Vegas' throat. He didn't like getting reminded of Pete being the main family's bodyguard, even though he stopped being one mere months ago. Especially like this. That was the first time Pete's father stopped looking at his son and turned his head to look at Vegas. For a moment, there seemed to be recognition in his eyes. Did he know who Vegas was? Did he care? A snort came out of his mouth. He leaned on the door. "Oh, I see how it is." He laughed, scratched his neck. "I never expected you to whore yourself out for money. Tell me, is it preferable to the path I carved out for you?" Vegas could sense the disgust in his voice. He could also see it on Pete's face. He was too astonished to share it, but not enough to be unable to speak. "Khun, there has been some misunderstanding-" "Don't bother. I can recognize a faggot when I see one." Pete's movements were too fast for Vegas to stop him. A direct jab to the nose; his father fell like a pack of cards, groaning like a wounded animal. Surprisingly, no blood - Pete held back. Vegas didn't know what to think about that. "That was a pathetic attack, even for you." "Get up." "We're not in the ring, son." Pete growled. Vegas could see his hands trembling as he was keeping them in the air, maintaining an offensive stance. "That never stopped you before." "You were too young to understand what I was doing back then. What I was preparing you for." Pete was silent. "The world isn't kind. It'll fuck you over one way or another." He got up, spat on the ground. "You still haven't learned a thing. You're too old to afford being naive." He turned around, and without sparing a look at Pete again, said: "Now get the fuck out of my house." (For @musictooth, whose posts about Pete's father have reignited my passion for this specific concept and for @wretchedamaranth, whose comments on my writing are always lovely and precious ❤️)

[koka-mi]

Oh my gosh whyyyy am I so obsessed with numbers I don't like it at all this is driving me INSANEEEE😭😭IT'S GETTING WORSE AND WORSE AS THE DAYS GO BY AAAA

[ssaalexblake]

yaz's blend of ego and the need to be/act like somebody else bc Yaz-not-good-enough is a very delicious character contrast.