#Used windows and doors

[usedwindowsdoors]

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[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt in Memes 6

Let's make it some in-world memes this time :)

[spookyscarywoodrow]

new young justice comic run but it’s all of their crimes catching up to them. oh, who’s that knocking on their door? space police. who’s that right next to them? magic police. who’s standing behind them? time police. who’s standing to the side of them? regular police. who’s standing behind all of them? you’ll never guess-

[chirpsythismorning]

Wait, did Mike sleep in Will’s room in Lenora?

[propalahramota]

The flat in Kyiv where I had lived for almost 6 years after the russian air strike on Monday

[slimey-wallz]

Attempting to be humorous while I'm sick is hard

Unless this made you smile or laugh or something-

Then YAY!!! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!🎉🙏

[nsves]

corrupted devotion.

[navnae]

Steve’s parents are always terrified when they enter Steve’s room because Eddie always come through the window and never through the front door. Eddie thinks it’s the funniest thing but Steve has to tell him to stop because his parents are always close to having a heart attack

[shootinwebs]

( cn: drug references )

angel: (running around screaming in reaction to the smallest things, making weird noises, running into walls, falling on his face, and generally having chaotic energy)

vaggie: is he on... y'know... The Dust™...?

husk: (is angel's boyfriend)

alastor: (is angel's best friend)

husk & alastor: (in unison) no he's just like that

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

Colin I am a gentleman Bridgerton I love you so much like you have no idea, the carriage scene is the same as when modern men just crawl or unannounced climbed and get into the girl’s bedroom but Colin asked pen to let him in and he wasn’t gonna get inside until she said yes and he even said PLEASE and that’s why Colin will forever be the most beautiful perfect male character in media history and you can’t change my mind about it!

[usedwindowsdoors]

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[sforzesco]

Historia Augusta, Geta

Cassius Dio, 78.1

Cassius Dio, 78.4

Mutiliation and Transformation: Damnatio Memoriae and the Roman Imperial Portraiture, Eric R. Varner

this is. well! it's probably fine.

[isa-ah]

plurals who follow me. describe the headspace as u see it in ur minds eye 🫵

[fisherrprince]

table :)

[sentimentalslut]

thinking about my moms idiot dog who has seven confirmed kills (4 raccoons, 2 squirrels, one coyote. also countless mice and several prairie dogs) who has treed three (3) bears, been charged by 2 elk and one 1200 pound steer. whats wrong with her.

[din-miller]

Natant

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Word count: 1.1k

Summary: Joel teaching Ellie to swim as you watch from the sidelines

Warnings: can be read as either tlou tv show or the game, fluff, Joel being a nervous wreck each time Ellie's head is underwater, set in Jackson, no spoilers for part 2 fyi, Joel might be a little ooc but the dudes finally fucking happy.

A/N: sorry about the odd gif, couldn't find one that was tlou related.

° Natant 

(adj) Swimming or floating

"Again."

"Seriously? How many times are you forcing me to pencil dive?" Ellie groaned, awkwardly adjusting her swim shirt. It's actually Maria's shirt, and the swim trunks she's wearing belong to one of the local teens. They're both a little too big for her small frame but so far it hasn't been a huge problem.

"Until your form is completely straight," Joel responded, "We ain't leavin' until you've done five perfect dives, kiddo."

You snorted at Ellie's annoyed grunt. Joel gave you a soft smile before quickly turning back to make sure Ellie hadn't fallen off the small cliff and drowned in the three seconds he had taken his eyes off of her. 

"Keep your arms tightly against your side and your feet pointed downward to-,"

"-reduce the force of impact upon entry." Ellie finished, words most likely burned into her brain at this point, "I know, you've told me like a thousand fucking times already."

She took a deep breath before jumping into the water, back perfectly straight. Your eyes quickly move to where Joel is standing at the edge of the embankment, rocking back and forth on his heels.

He's nervous, been this way all day. It's such a small mundane thing; learning how to swim. Joel had told you once that him and Tommy learned by being thrown into the water by their drunken father. 

It wasn't going to be like that with Ellie. 

You could see his lips moving, silently counting the seconds she's under the water. You have no doubt that when he reaches ten, he'll be diving in to get her. 

He got to eight when her head finally broke the surface of the water, a loud exhale left her body, followed by an even louder inhale of air. 

"Did you fucking see that?" Ellie grinned, "I touched the bottom of the river."

"That you did, that you did." Joel chuckled, arm extended to pull her out of the water. He leaned down to whisper something in her ear and Ellie's grin became even wider. 

You didn't even have time to brace yourself before you had a lap full of a soaking fifteenth year old. You squealed in surprise and Ellie giggled, something that's becoming more and more frequent lately.

Your bathing suit cover-up – one of Joel's plaid button ups you've claimed as your own – is getting soaked by the second. It's warm out, the sun absorbing the droplets quickly, but you hadn't really planned on getting wet. Dipping your toes in the water sure. Not wearing half the river. 

Ellie rolled off of you and onto the grass, "Man, you should've seen your face! I thought you were going to have a heart attack." 

You dug your fingers into her side, eyes searching for Joel as you did so. You're not surprised to find him already looking your way. Tommy had once joked that Joel's eyes never truly leave you or Ellie. 

They don't, Joel had told you later when you had repeated what Tommy said. He's always looking, always making sure his girls are okay. 

Ellie bats your hand away, pleading with you to stop tickling her. You listened and moved your hand up to her head instead, removing her ponytail to thread your fingers through her dark hair.  

Ellie slowly laid her head down on your bare thighs, still a little hesitant on whether or not she's crossing boundaries. She's not, never could. 

You don't say anything, don't dare to move a muscle. You just wait until she's relaxed enough before returning to massaging her temple. She lets out a small tired yawn.

Ellie tilted her head to where Joel's leaning against a nearby tree, silently watching with a carefree smile, "You waiting for an invitation or what old man?" 

Joel huffed, mumbling about how he's not old and settled himself behind you, pulling you back against his chest with your head resting on his shoulder. One hand propped his body up and the other unbuttoned your shirt enough to snake his hand inside.

You glanced up at him, brow raised as if to say 'really?' and Joel laid his palm flat against your stomach, drawing you in closer to him. He sighed contentedly against the skin of your neck before pressing a delicate kiss against your jaw. You lean into the warmth of his lips. 

There's a puff of warm air on your right leg and you watch as Ellie's head tilted to the side, eyes closed and lips parted. You can't fight back the smile that graces your lips. She's falling asleep on you. If that isn't the biggest sign of trust, you don't know what is.

Behind you Joel grunted, but it's lacking his normally gruffness, "Kid's still got three dives left to complete before we head back."

You rolled your eyes, "The water will still be here tomorrow, Joel. I'll wake up extra early and make sure no infected managed to outsmart your traps."

Joel hugged you closer, "Respectfully, ma'am, no you won't. Not without me, at least."

"We'll wake up tomorrow," You corrected, then sighed, "I wish everyday was like this. Us three, together."

Joel's silent behind you, but you don't feel like you've crossed a line. You let him have a moment to gather his thoughts, you always do. 

"It could be," Joel said, "Jackson doesn't have keys – hell Jackson barely has front doors that close all the way-,"

You can't help but snort. As much as Jackson's thriving in an apocalyptic world, there's still flaws. It's not like the town has access to new key making equipment. Some doors don't even have doorknobs anymore. The residents survive by trust that the few belongings they have are safe inside their homes. 

"-but if my doorknob had a working lock, you'd be the first to have a key." 

"Even before Tommy?"

"Especially before Tommy."

You're not stupid, you know he's asking you to move in with him. He hasn't exactly been subtle about it. Almost all of your clothing is hung up in his closet – by his doing. Some of your more meaningful knickknacks you've collected over the years have found home on a shelf in his room. 

He built you your own hook to hang up your coat.

Ellie had once joked that he's hopeless. You can't help but agree.

Joel's body goes stiff behind you and you realise you haven't answered him, "Does Ellie know?"

"She won't shut up about it. That girl needs you as much as I do," He admitted, "That scares me sometimes y'know."

You nod, because you do know. You're in the same boat. Losing him, losing Ellie, that would destroy you. You gently brush the back of your hand against Ellie's cheek, and snuggle back against Joel, "Can my key be multi-coloured?"

"Your key can be made from diamonds I've foraged for with my own two hands if that means you'll say yes." 

"How about a wooden one spray painted?" 

Joel hummed and turned your head to seal your lips together in a brief kiss, "I'll get right on that, darlin'."