#actually a Wednesday to Friday

[waugh-bao]

A weekend in Paris (November, 2024)

[ricecaqes]

this might be too insane for main but do you guys like my custom mal du pays shirt

[aran-morinorea]

some extra diplomatic incident, because I finally gave in and swapped it to present tense and it's being so much nicer to me now:

Celebrimbor gives Elrond the wounded look of someone worrying that he is a terrible person who often makes a dear friend feel excluded or unwelcome. Tar-Glóriel gives him the profoundly offended look of someone who has just been confronted with the unending capacity people have for stupidity. He leans forward, literally heated with focus. “Lúthienhîl,” he says, “Your fucking voice.” Elrond stares at him, uncomprehending, and Tar-Glóriel gestures up and down at him dismissively. “The body is incidental. How am I meant to listen to you and hear an Incarnate?”

[tblsomedoodles]

Donnie's Visions (apocalypse Seer Twins comic) Part 5 (complete!)

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I should wait until tomorrow to post this so i can make sure i didn't miss anything. But i don't particularly want to wait. It's the last part and i just really want this to be fully complete (post and all.)

anyways, i hope you enjoyed this comic! I am very glad to get to check one thing off my to-do list.

[yappacadaver]

DOING IT TO HIM

[katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Spellbound ~ Chapter 38

Katniss and Primrose Everdeen lead a simple life, sustained by a shop in a small town and a thriving online business that sells herbal remedies they concoct themselves. They share a lovely home in the woods, isolated from others, where they can be safe, only a cat and a cranky ghost living in the shed behind the abandoned house next door as company. Until a young man moves in next door, intending to restore it and live in it. Primrose just wants a friend and her sister’s happiness. Haymitch just wants to live his afterlife in peace. Katniss wants to get rid of the intruder and keep her sister and herself safe from anyone who might fear what they really are. Witches.

RATED E for sexual content, voyeurism, cats behaving badly, mild language, witches and witchcraft, dead characters, ghosts, mild creep factor, mild gore, discussions of attempted suicide. Additional warnings apply. See AO3 tags for more.

Chapter 38 Finally posted HERE

[meowdei]

I should order tacos for making it through to my days off

[blametheeditor]

“Here.”

Fritz looks up at David’s voice, jumping at the sight of the giant reaching for him. Despite the fact the business man has only ever held him once, it is an all too familiar sight, making the teenager simply tense instead of try to duck away.

He jolts in surprise when something is dropped at his feet. Stares at a human sized backpack sitting in front of him.

“To replace the one I cut the straps off of,” David rumbles, missing the way Fritz’s eyes grow wide as the giant turns to his phone. “Your parents haven’t already bought you a new one, have they?”

Actually, his parents didn’t even know his backpack is damaged. Fritz couldn’t think of a good way to explain why the straps were snipped by a giant pair of scissors, and he’s not exactly willing to admit he nearly got buried in a snowstorm a week ago.

But he doesn’t necessarily need a bag with straps, it still works! Even if it is a little awkward carrying it in his arms.

“Uh, no, they haven’t. B-But you didn’t need to-“

“There’s also a jacket inside to replace the one I cut as well.” David fixes him with a stare that sends a shiver down his spine. “A proper snow coat that I expect being worn whenever you so much as step a single foot outside.”

…really?

Fritz can’t help a bit of excitement as he carefully unzips the backpack before realizing it’s waterproof. He then lets a gasp of awe escape as he pulls out a puffy jacket that looks impossible to be soaked through and warm. And underneath it are gloves actually meant for the snow. And snow shoes.

No, this is too much, he can’t accept these. “Thank you, Mr. Harrison. But-“

“See you tonight,” the giant waves as he walks away, eyes locked on his phone. “And you have another thing coming if you think I’ll be carrying you home.”

Fritz looks down at the collection of items before him in disbelief. Finds a giant smile spreading across his face as he puts on the jacket, a sigh of relief as the last of the chill from being outside vanishes.

David wouldn’t mind helping him make one snowman, right?

[captain-chevreuse]

Here, take a wet beast for your troubles

[pandora15]

i'm trying to keep a cool head and focus on prepping for technical interviews this week. I did one asynchronous one on friday and I have a live one (where you like. code in front of the interviewer) tomorrow, and then I'm planning to do another asynchronous one on wednesday and I'm just like "damn i'm just a girl why do i have to code under such anxious situations"

[afaroffsong]

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[stellewriites]

did someone say wip wednesday??

for my ghoap x gn!reader that i’m still trying to finish. reallllyyyy raw and unedited and maybe confusing out of context but here it is!

tw hinted non con touching, at most

You woke slowly, warm and comfortable for the first time since arriving and surrounded by a pleasant smoky, masculine scent you subconsciously connected to Johnny. It only grew stronger as you nuzzled further into the pillow and covers.

With a sigh you gladly resigned yourself to sleeping in instead of getting a head start on your sight seeing like you’d originally planned. Tackling the steep hills over the last few days had taken it out of you more than you’d realised.

A deep groan from behind you had your eyes flying open however and you shot up into a seated position, sleep and comfort forgotten in an instant.

At the sight of Johnny laid next to you, bare chested and sleepily grinning, you felt anger burn in your chest at being tricked, being stupid enough to trust him to keep his word in the first place. He scratched at his hairy pecs with one hand and rubbed at his eyes with the other, smothering a satisfied yawn.

“What the fuck?” You seethed as you tried to figure out if you were more freaked out or pissed off. How had you not noticed when he’d joined you last night? You’d not woken even once. Had you been that tired?

“Sorry bon, must’a had one too many bevvy’s last night with Si, got a li’l drunk and came to bed out’a habit instead of staying on the sofa like ah’d promised,” he said and your eyebrows raised as you realised that was the extent of his apology. “Swear I didnae touch ye though. Nothing untoward.”

You continued to frown down at him as your half-asleep brain tried to process everything he said. The chill of the morning air seeped into your skin where the blankets had been thrown off in your panic causing you to shiver. johnny looked down at your bare arms and let the neck of his fingers run up and down soothingly, trying to warm you back up.

“Right,” you said tightly, voice high but thankfully calm. You needed to handle this without incident.

“Ye ok?” Johnny checked, raising up to his elbows and watching you closely. Eerily unblinking as he waited.

“Yeah. Sure,” you assured him, hiding the wobble in your voice. “It was an accident, right? Nothing happened, it’s fine.”

You made a note silently, deciding you were finding a new place to stay that day, no matter the price. This had all gotten far too weird.

[carlos-tk]

wip wednesfriday

because what even is sticking to a schedule

here’s just some sentences from a meant to be finished fic that i’ll share pretty soon. probably when I decide to stop adding to it and actually send it off for beta 🫣

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

“Once or twice I think,” TK laughs.

“That many?”

“Yeah,” he grins, pretending to count an imaginary amount with his fingers. Mouthing each number silently as he does so, and getting all the way up to seven before Carlos is shoving him in the chest as protest.

“You’re not funny.”

“Some would disagree Carlitos.”

“Ugh!” he groans “I thought I told you stop calling me that when we’re in bed.”

thanks for all the tags and sorry it’s so late! tagging you all back for the next wip day 🫶🏼

@strandnreyes @tellmegoodbye @sznofthesticks @whatsintheboxmh @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad

@alrightbuckaroo @heartstringsduet @reyesstrand @americansrequiems @fallout-mars

[catinasink]

cant fucking wait for winter break tbh

[somecunttookmyurl]

fuck i forgot to do the fucking shop again didn't i

[kitchensinksurrealism]

I hate my job button -> 🔴