#I hadn't heard that one before

[unfogged-arc]

healing widow as mercy and widow goes 'you must like having me around'

[lifeisstrange-incorrectquotes]

Chloe: From now on, we will be using code names. You can address me as "Eagle One."

Chloe: Rachel, code name: "Been There, Done That."

Chloe: Max is "Currently Doing That."

Chloe: Steph is "It Happened Once in a Dream."

Chloe: Mikey, code name: "If I Had To Pick a Dude."

Chloe: Kate is... "Eagle Two."

Kate: Oh, thank God.

(Later)

Chloe: This is "Eagle One." "Been There, Done That" is leaving the stage. "I'd Be Lying If I Said I Hadn't Thought About It" (Victoria) is in position.

[front-facing-pokemon]

[coquelicoq]

went looking deep in my drafts for my list of favorite french words to pronounce to see if facétieuse was on there and 1) it wasn't, so i had the pleasure of adding it to the list, and 2) i then read one of the words at random and said, aloud, "oh my god" and had to immediately read the rest of the list out loud. insane mouthfeel. i should memorize the list and say it to myself when i get sad. anyway in case you're curious here's the list which i have sort of sorted into categories but don't think about it too hard because several words fit into multiple categories and also i probably missed some possible subgroupings. happy pronouncing~

words that are fun because of repeated vowels bonbon, ensemencement, manquement cocotte cumulus, pulluler raplapla tout fou (two words but one entry in the dictionary) volcanologie

words that are especially fun for me personally because i can't tell the difference between two vowels [ɔ̃] and [ɑ̃]: bombance, compensation, consciencieusement, contentement [ɔ] and [o]: autochtone, octogonaux, rococo, saucissonner

words that are fun because of repeated consonants sibilants: facétieuse, jaugeage, thésauriseuse glides and nasals: millionième, napoléonienne sibilants, glides, and nasal vowels: association, cessation, expiation, fascination, filialisation, glaciation, initiation, prononciation, scintillation, sensation, sentencieusement, vacillation quelconque traîtresse

words that are fun because they're the same thing twice with the last vowel changed clopin-clopant prêchi-prêcha

words that are fun because i love the symmetry of [eifje] déifier dragéifier gazéifier

words that are fun because i really like combos of [ik] or [ki] with optional friends [l] and/or [t] antiquité antithétique cliquetis coquelicot enquiquiner équilibre étiqueter héroïcomique kif-kif mastication pique-nique quiconque quiproquo rhythmique stoïque ticket

words that are fun because [j] a syllable or two after [ɲ] fucks severely champignonnière désignation ignominieux indignation

words that are fun because they're long with a string of alternating vowels and consonants that trips off the tongue antipathie authenticité habitabilité hétérogénéité infériorité parallélépipède territorialité tous azimuts

words that start with fun [p] consonant clusters pneu psittacidés psychédélique psychique

words that just have a certain je ne sais quoi architecture au-delà baby-foot gentilhommière houppe loufoque luxation mnémonique multimédia préalablement qualifier rouflaquettes saperlipopette scout schlinguer tacheter thérapeutique trouillomètre vrombir

[starbuck]

hello, it's The Mountain Goats at 10:24 on Sunday, the 20th of December, and this is a horror story.

[thegreatimpersonator]

I think imgonnagetyouback is my least favorite song on the album, but I love that it comes right after The Black Dog. In my head, she's like "oh he's at the bar and he doesn't even miss me, better call a priest about it. unless..."

BETTER CALL A PRIEST ABOUT IT. UNLESS??

[swordsonnet]

that is one jonah-sounding voice

[b0amagination]

Tastes of Whumptober: Day 24

Equipment often refers to mechanical components, buuuut... I took some creative liberties with the definition.

Equipment Failure

“Oh, that’s very illegal.” A suspicious gaze cast upon his weapon, tightening their grip on something hidden behind their back.

“And fighting in the streets isn’t?”

“I didn’t say my work was legal either. But working for morals is far more respectable than working for the highest bidder.” The mercenary shrugged at that, casually swinging the weapon: a light but sturdy chain with a heavy weight at both ends: one as a handle, one as a bludgeon.

“Someone wants you gone. They’d find a way to do it even if I weren’t here.” And he reeled the chain back to strike at his opponent who jumped out of the way just in time.

“What is that thing anyway?” the vigilante asked.

“Manrikigusari. Or a manriki.” He grinned and held it up, sliding a hand along the chain links. “It originated in Feudal Japan.”

“And you, what, just picked this up? You do understand I’m not the one to test new techniques against, yes?”

His body still remembered the wounds of previous encounters. Yes, they were certainly dangerous.

“I’ve trained in many different techniques. You’d be surprised.”

“Surprise me then.”

The vigilante lunged forth, flicking out a baton and reaching for his side. But the chain flew up and pushed it away before it could make contact. The weight clipped their hand and they gasped softly.

“Surprised?” He was beaming now, proud of his work.

“Not bad at all.” They readjusted their grip on the baton and swung it through the air. Reminding him of the consequences, should he slip up.

He took it as a challenge and struck first this time, sending the weight spiraling through the air at them. They sidestepped and swung again, this time making contact with his hip, and they went for a jab when the weight slammed into their thigh with bruising force.

The vigilante stumbled back, gingerly testing weight on their foot. Thankfully he hadn’t hit a joint. Their opponent took it as a sign of weakness and strode forward to finish them off, but they deflected his blow and pulled themself back upright. 

They exchanged blows like that, both growing wearier as the fight wore on. 

“Just… give up already!” The mercenary huffed.

“I’d rather… not meet your employer… ngh!” His manriki punched them square in the stomach and swung back for a second blow. Out of desperation, they stuck out their hand to defend themself. 

The chain struck hard, but they closed and trapped it in their fist.

“Ha!” It hurt like hell and they could hardly feel more then numb tingling, but this was their chance. He wasn’t letting go of his only defense, but they were physically stronger.

One harsh pull forced him forward to his hands and knees. 

‘Shit! Let go, you- gAH!”

The vigilante smashed his wrist under their foot, digging and twisting their heel until his grip gave out. And that foot stayed in place as they tucked the baton under their shoulder and gathered the manriki into their own hands. 

“This is a handy little thing, really. Maybe I’ll try it myself someday.” They tried it out, spinning it unevenly but making contact with his opposite shoulder, eliciting a cry. It was tucked into their pocket with a satisfied hum and they finally let him back up. 

“Give that back, asshole!” Predictably flailing for their pockets despite his bad wrist... Their baton slammed him up against the narrow alley’s wall. 

“We’re playing with my weapons now, bud.” One hand barred him with steel and the other drew a dagger. “Now, I need a name. Your employer’s in particular.”

Hands flailed for theirs, but with two bad arms it was hardly effective. 

“I ain’t telling you jack!” His carefully curated neural accent slipped away in times of stress, it seemed.

“Would you rather crawl back to bleed out on their doorstep?” The pointed tip explored his side, feeling for the best place of entry.

“I said what I said.”

“Suit yourself.” Their dagger plunged in deep, then pushed to the hilt when that wasn’t deemed quite enough. The mercenary’s mouth was opened in an “O”, only realizing he could scream after looking down past the baton.

“You dick!!! You stabbed me!” Ragged breathing set on rather quickly. “You…! I don’t- I don’t have a phone!”

“Am I to blame for you being an absolute dunce, now?”

“Fuck off!”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” They gripped the hilt, preparing to wrench it out of the wound, but… “You know, on second thought, this isn’t anything special.” They pulled out a handkerchief and rubbed it over the grip to erase their fingerprints, jostling it in the process.

“No, please- don’t!” 

“I’m letting you keep it, bud. A reminder of who you’re fucking with.” One last hard tap on the hilt and they removed their baton, watching him collapse to the ground, and turning on their heel. “Well, it’s been fun. See you around.”

[touchlikethesun]

jeon jeongguk is the kelly clarkson of kpop because if he covers your song i'm sorry but that's not your song anymore it's his xx

[froginamoodboard]

Juno McGuff/Paulie Bleeker moodboard with music and running

Requested by: @thatoneteen

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[kirby-the-gorb]

[sibelin]

What Kind of Choir of Angels will Receive us

[exsqueezememacaroni]

Mark Lanegan and Mike Patton on vocals, can you even imagine?

[motoroil-recs]

KINFESSION? i dont know what this would classify as? but i just wanted to say that i love every regretevator fictkin (or other) that is swarming over here.... i didnt know there were this many.... its kind of making me miss my canonmates !!1!!!!111!! - poob from that one ask

🏎️‼️

[threadmonster]

Do you ever think about how if a person got into a series/fandom after peak popularity they totally missed out? Not in a bad way, I just think getting to experience and participate in the explosion of a fandom is a totally fun and insane thing that might only happen to a person once. It's not just "a fandom" it's when the fandom of a series you totally love and resonate with happens.

[bespectacled-ghost]

watched society of the snow last night completely blind thanks to my mom haven't had a single thought about anyhing else since