Really worried K isn't going to get his visa in time the first appointment he could get is only 18 days before the trip and you need 15 minimum to even be considered but it can take longer. Hope there's an urgent option they can do or something
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LUCREZIA BORGIA + JUAN BORGIA
"One thing that I've always said about Juan is that every action that he does is heartfelt and genuine. When it was the war against the French, he was there and he was going to go to war, even though he knew he was going to die. He saw them getting ripped apart, but he was there and he was going to do it. I believe if Lucrezia hadn't come over, he would have led all his troops into death. I don't think there's anything that he's done which was through general cowardice. In terms of his survival, he died how he lived, and that's laudable, in itself." — David Oakes.
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I started watching Suits. I tried watching it once before (while I will go through a lot of bullshit to see Harvey's dark, pretty eyes, I still have limits) but there's like.... five seasons of everyone being at each others throats constantly and no one learns a single goddamn thing or changes. Everything just gets worse and worse and worse. Every conversation escalates to yelling at each other. Everyone's doing shady things, getting hurt, hurting people. It's pretty terrible. I've mostly been watching it idly because I needed something I wasn't invested in (and because if I so much as look at Stranger Things I have 6 more revelations and a personal crisis and 3 new story ideas every time) on in the background. But it's pretty terrible.
And then someone arrives and takes the puppy away from the bickering, terrible family, and everything collapses like a house of cards.
But... somehow their solution is to scrape what's left of the family up off the ground and get their shit together and start trying to be a better family, one that deserves to have the puppy back.
I am two episodes into season 7 (of 9), and there's still some raised hackles but for the most part they're like. getting therapy and trying to talk to each other and trying to be nicer and trying to do good. I am desperate for it to carry on that vein until the end. I have watched them ruin themselves. I want to watch the other side now, the side where they succeed and become better together.
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part two to this post <33
it's been months since you've heard from Ajax, no visits, no letters, not even news from the Fatui. it's like he's dropped off the face of Teyvat.
yet still you smile bravely through the wintery night, even as you listen to Ajax's parents ramble about their worries about their precious son, their dreaded fears that he accidentally dove too far into battle and was lost. you know that feeling well, having made yourself sick with worry for your darling Ajax in the past months- most of your evenings are now spent under multiple thick blankets, trying to get studying done before inevitably falling into fitful slumber.
but you still smile, because you must hope that Ajax will come back, eventually.
and one icy night in the dead of winter, your hopes come true. you're wrapped in a thick coat and making tea, holding your cold hands over the steam with a small sigh of relief, when there's a light scratching sound at the door. for a moment you think it's only tree branches, but it gets louder and louder until something- or someone- is fully clawing at the wood, louder than the howling wind itself, and curiously you make your way over and crack open the door.
an enormous creature bursts into your home, the door slamming into the wall from the force and ushering in the freezing outside air. you stumble back with a yelp, clutching your chest and coughing as your body struggles to adapt to the shock and sudden cold wind, but with some effort you manage to get the door shut and sit on the floor, wheezing and gasping.
the creature is gone, having run deeper into your house, and you pull yourself to your feet while clutching the wall. you find the creature huddled in a corner, ragged breathes interspersed with small whimpers as it hides its blood-red face in armored claws. as you scan the poor beast's body your eyes widen, and you take a step forward, ignoring how you stumble and nearly trip over your weak legs.
"You're hurt!"
without a second thought you grab your first aid kit and kneel down beside the creature. it's truly quite tall, but worryingly thin below the black-and-violet armor, the colors dull and scratched. you mumble quietly to yourself as you use roll after roll of bandages and coax the beautiful monster to swallow painkillers, and by the time you're finally finished you're worn and exhausted, but the creature's stopped hiding its face and is instead looking at you with a pleadingly desperate expression, like it's worried and scared for you.
suddenly it reaches out and pulls your closer to its body, the warmth leeching into your iced skin. you feel your shivering fade as you absorb the comforting warmth of the monster beside you, and oh so carefully it wraps your chilled fingers in its own talons.
oh. this is familiar- so familiar, and your wobbling heart speeds up to in hope and astonishment and disbelief to match your racing thoughts as you look up, eyes wide.
"...Ajax?"
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I got into a car accident yesterday and my very fucked up car is currently parked in front of my apartment and when I was coming home from work today (in my rental car) a kid that lives in my apartment complex who I've never met stopped me and asked what happened to my car. I told him I didn't look before I turned and got t boned (figured it might at least teach the kid to be responsible when he's old enough to drive you know?) and he told me that his friend got into a car accident last year and went to the hospital. I told him that really sucks and I'm sorry to hear that. And he told me that he's glad I'm okay. And then he ran back to play basketball with his friends.
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