#IT'S ILLEGAL

[goldenpinof]

@bunnysIipper

[charmed-1998]

charmed | 1x09 “the witch is back”

[subtle-as-an-earthquake]

Miles Kane talking to his mum on the phone after meeting his childhood hero Roberto Baggio ⚽️♥️

[gotham-response]

[heretherebedork]

I love them so much. How dare they be this cute. Just... how dare?

[softie-rain]

You guys don't understand the pain of Halloween being favourite time of the year ever and being from Italy where no one (other than kids sometimes) dress up

NOT EVEN AT PARTIES

[nothing-behindher-eyes]

needing him in ways that are concerning to feminism

[zaliasownedthisacc]

I can't fathom how SOME people wake up in the year 2024 and opens up their phone to write ereri fics.

[lewispullmaned]

Rhett Abbott

[incomingalbatross]

Shawn is always like "Dad how can you have INTERESTS and HOBBIES and FRIENDS WHO AREN'T COPS, this checks out with NOTHING I know about you!!" and it's just. buddy. when you last knew him he had two full-time jobs (his job that earned money and YOU). He now has zero jobs.

It's POSSIBLE that might create some changes, yes?

[justaboymadeofhoneyandglass]

Shit this should not be so vivid and it should not be so good

[formulatrash]

Do you know how shitty it is to actually live under a Trump administration (and probably have another coming up) and have an F1 driver on his maiden win gleefully praising a Trump campaign stop, then to see someone saying if you’re upset about it, you’re… not using your brain? Because that is genuinely very shitty. It’s a valid reason to be upset. I wish Lando had half the moral fortitude you seem to think he does.

I mean if we want to get competitive about it I grew up in the Soviet Union lmao. like what do you want me to do, telll F1 they cannot come to your country because it's shit? that's how it used to work for The Bad Guys. sorry that you have to experience your shite country interacting with international sport but I'm gonna pretty much say straight up that's less bad than when fucking Putin was on the podium 25 miles and two genocides north of where I was born and all of you were just like "lol, eastern Europe"

[magpies-gold]

Alpha Base - Paul and Errick "Creatures of the darkness know, How to keep the lights low. Just give me a sign, Cause it runs through my mind, Like your heat. Caught in the web, You're so easily led, To the deep." PHILDEL - The Deep -- These two kill me, especially from Paul's perspective. They're such a disaster couple and Paul is so hopeless over it. He'd do anything for Errick. Literally anything. It makes me want to punch a wall.

[nadiajustbe]

Demon

Demons are evil, insidious, predatory, and incredibly dangerous. You need to have a precise algorithm for dealing with them, know every word, every rune, every spell. His mentors greeted him with these words, the yellowed pages of every possible textbook, every ancient teaching and scroll, these words were engraved in his mind like a mantra. The knowledge of the only true, basic knowledge, the confirmation of which was woven like a thin, blood-red thread through his life. You must not let a demon come closer to you than the boundaries of the protective circle allow. Because demons will undoubtedly hurt you as soon as they get the chance. Nathaniel knew this.

Bartimaeus, however, was different. Bartimaeus didn't fit into any of these theses, any book paragraphs.

Bartimaeus waited for him with a haughty look of displeasure on his face. Bartimeus answered every summoning in a flash. Bartimaeus grumbled that one day Nathaniel would kill himself when he sat too long over his work papers. Bartimaeus could spend hours telling another story that had been gathering dust for centuries, and Nathaniel could not admit that he could really listen to him as long as he talked. Bartimaeus smiled at him wild, with all his teeth, but there was something about the gesture that made Nathaniel forget what was just being said every time. Bartimaeus knew thousands of songs and melodies, singing them in his ear when he was busy working hard. Bartimaeus would sit next to him on some nights, quietly whispering what an idiot his master was, involuntarily touching his arm. Bartimaeus had a whole collection of stupid jokes, throwing them out to Nathaniel at the most important moments, forcing him to gather all his willpower to keep from bursting into a fit of laughter. Bartimeus questioned every single book Nathaniel read. Bartimaeus knew his house by heart, walking through the rooms as if it were his own home, and for some reason Nathaniel had no power to stop him. Bartimaeus would stand in the kitchen for long periods of time, preparing Nathaniel's breakfast, even if he told he was only going to poison him. Bartimaeus had seen him standing in front of the council chamber, composed and confident. Bartimaeus had seen him confused and crying on the floor of his office, in moments when he hated himself especially much. Bartimeus knew him as a rich and successful minister of information. Bartimaeus knew him as a small, stupid, vengeful boy in shabby clothes. Bartimaeus read his mind, understood his movements, and anticipated his actions.

But Bartimaeus was not human.

Bartimaeus despised any rules and restrictions, repeatedly persuading Nathaniel to cross the line of white runes. Bartimaeus did not understand specifics, did not understand why his feelings should have a name. Bartimaeus changed forms like a second skin, without any sense or reason. Bartimeus caught him with the look of black, bottomless eyes, in which if you stumble, you will fall and drown. Bartimeus despised clear words. Bartimaeus was analyzing every touch. Bartimaeus soared through the sky like a free bird that cannot be locked in a cage, but only watched as it flies farther and farther away, without the possibility of selfishly grabbing it and bringing it back to you. Bartimaeus did not know the rules of law and morality. Bartimaeus looked at this world through his own prism of years, passing on a part of this knowledge to him with a single thought. Bartimaeus laughed softly, but clearly and raspily, so that Nathaniel's heart stopped for a second. Bartimaeus floated in the sunlight, dissolved in the moonlight, resembling a full-fledged particle of matter of the universe, the canvas of the sky and stars. Bartimaeus squeezed his shoulder as if he wanted to crush every bone in it. Bartimaeus kissed him, not caring much about place and time, making Nathaniel merge into the darkness, forgetting all past questions. Bartimaeus was lowering his bar lower and lower. Bartimaeus made a mockery of his dignity. Bartimaeus mocked his norms. Bartimaeus fascinated by the mere fact of his existence.

Bartimaeus was so unique, special, only one in all known universes. And he ultimately belonged to him.

[dafukdidiwatch]

Oggie just spilled some deep ass secrets and that's the probable same process that Higgs went through but I can't get over AXEL

She calls him AXEL

Fuck there's something so damn intimate about being like, the ONLY person alive that calls someone by their first name. Saying their name while looking intently in their eyes as they look as intently into yours with a crazy man in the background but DAMN get youself a man like AXEL!