#WEVE COME HOME

[novathesheltie]

agility boy!

[peevishpants]

saw a guy freezing his ass off at the bus stop

[purpleshadow-star]

So I went to an early screening for the first two episodes of the Percy Jackson show yesterday (Saturday), and let me just say, it is 100% the adaptation we deserve. It was amazing. Once it ended, I wanted more.

The characterizations were amazing, any changes there were made sense and made the situation more realistic and added tension, the story was straight from the book, it was just amazing.

I went with my mom and she, who doesn't know the books, really enjoyed it. I asked her how she liked it (literary just the first two episodes) compared to Harry Potter (which i had her watch a few years back), and she said there was no contest. She likes the pjo show much more. She said it was engaging and even had her wanting the next episode once it was done.

Everyone needs to watch this show. It was amazing. It lives up to the hype. We need to make sure it gets greenlit for season 2.

[raineandsky]

#86

Being a hero is stressful. That much is common knowledge. How a hero goes about unwinding from said stress is a mystery no one has yet figured out.

The hero settles in one of the little chairs in the circle. The man next to her gives her a light nudge. “Let’s see what you made this week, then.”

The hero reaches into her bag to show off her latest stress relief—a giant blanket, knitted in the downtime between jobs, sporting a rainbow of colours in bright streaks across its face. Everyone oohs and ahhs appropriately before the rest of the circle gets to showing off their own creations.

It’s been nice to have a place that isn’t entirely consumed by work, the hero thinks as she nods approvingly at someone’s mug cosy. No worrying about tomorrow, no wondering where the villains might be.

Her gaze flits to the next person in line to show something off, and her heart momentarily stops as she meets her eye. At least she doesn’t have to worry about the latter of her thoughts right now.

What the hell is the villain doing at the hero’s weekly knitting club?

“Go on,” the woman next to the villain prompts. The villain huffs and makes a show of it, but she pulls out a cardigan with a ghost of a pleased smirk.

The hero only realised why she’s so self-satisfied when she catches herself gaping in awe. The villain’s little cardigan is elaborate in pattern, swooping waves lining its shoulders. The yarns meld together in a perfect cacophony of colour. It’s amazing, more amazing than anything the hero could do.

The villain soaks in the praise with a humble nod before setting her gaze on the hero. It probably looks hopeful to anyone else, but the hero can see the glitter of arrogance in her eye. Go on, the villain’s practically saying, tell me how great I am.

“It’s nice,” the hero says through gritted teeth, and the villain’s smile turns humoured.

The hero can’t leave fast enough. Everyone else is packing their projects away. The hero’s blanket gets folded thankfully easily and she’s out the door before anyone can stop her.

Fine. A new project. Something to advance her skills and show the villain that she’s not the hot shit she thinks she is.

It takes all week. The hero holds her jumper up to show the group. The villain raises her eyebrows from across the circle.

“Inspired by another knitter here,” the hero says with what could almost be sarcasm, and the villain snorts a poorly contained laugh.

The villain shows off her creation. A pair of mittens, the patterns lacy and the colours bright. The hero scowls. Pissed doesn’t describe the feeling.

Next week. A layered scarf from the hero. The villain wins everyone’s affections with a tiny knitted elephant. “For my niece’s birthday,” the villain says innocently. “She loves them.”

Leaving is becoming more of a race with each passing week. “Keep trying,” the villain comments brightly before the hero can escape. “You’ve plenty of room to improve.”

The hero considers strangling the villain with her scarf.

The hero settles at her computer that evening with a scowl and a cup of hot chocolate, mentally prepared to prowl the internet for several hours for ideas on how to one-up the villain. It’s madness. She’s meant to be out there kicking the villain’s ass, and here she is trying to out-knit her.

It’s been three weeks, and she’s only just realising that her stress-relieving hobby is suddenly a lot more stress-inducing.

“Fuck,” she hisses outloud, and she momentarily considers the idea of knitting the word into a coaster for the villain too.

[poughkeepsies]

always appreciate when scary shit happens and I realize I'm not the freeze of fight flight freeze

[nintendont2502]

spending more than a few days around your family and no one else truly does cause a certain type of madness. and baby they call me the joker

[genekies]

tag vent

[scatterpatter]

"Youll grow past the puppy love phase soon enough" Lol. Lmao, even. Skill issue.

[fruityfroggy]

7h til 1.7

HOW WE FEELING CHAT?!!!!!!

[shittywriterbrain]

if you ever feel dumb or clumsy please consider that i just stepped on my friend's mom's toes after FIVE SECONDS of being in her home

[nectarinebat]

I think my gecko died but I'm too scared to check and I have to go to work soon but I'm so sick to my stomach... I'm so anxious and upset and I feel so guilty

[tommygotwrittenoff]

things i think buddie would argue about after moving in together: buying organic, the tupperware cabinet, couch throw pillows, the coffee maker

[loserelf]

anyway just got home to a scene that fucking horrified me like environmental storytelling style. I was able to figure out whay happened after seeing this:

and then turning around to see Finn with the ripped handle of the bag (pictured above) hubg around his neck. Found the remainder of the bag in the bedroom.

Basically he smelled the catnip toys i bought for our neighbors cat in the bag, hence why his treats and his dog brothers benebone is also on the floor, got his neck stuck in the handle and proceeded to go apeshit when he realized he was stuck.

Lesson learned never again am i leaving bags around Especially with catnip inside holy god

[mousegirl-cheerleader]

It's gettin pretty tough to keep squeakin I'll tell you that much

[violentviolette]

its pouring rain and thundering so bad and I can't sleep because all I can think is how terrified and miserable meows probably is right now

driv and I went out in the rain earlier and called and looked for her again, we got soaked and that was hours ago so I can only imagine how drenched she is rn.

we set up trail cameras and another doghouse but still nothing. at this point I kind of hope someone just stole her because at least it would mean she was inside right now

and ofc my ceiling chooses now to spring a second fucking leak and start pouring water into my room

[confessiononadancefloor]

naaaah bc this is actually so sexy i didnt trust him to put out anything id like w this album if im being completely honest let me wait for the whole album tho