#c: gloss

[hxabernathy]

The bar was a second-- or third, if he counted Victor's Lane-- home for Haymitch. While Harlow and Lex had started training in the Training Center, he sat in the bar in the Mentor Center with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He had thought about going to watch the Tributes on their first day of Training, but he still didn't get up from his spot at the bar. How long had he been there for? Sure he was Twelve's only Mentor, should have been more attentive to his Tributes and helped them, but when had his help ever paid off for them? It had almost been twenty-five years since there was a Victor for Twelve, he wasn't helping anybody get back home unless it was in a coffin.

He lifted his head to down another pull from his glass, nudging the empty dish toward the bartender to refill. Footsteps approached the bar and Haymitch let out a sigh through his nose. "They done at the Training Center yet?" he asked, checking his watch. Was that the right time? Was his watch even working?

OPEN STARTER

[lewkwoodnco]

Lockwood & Co. incorrect quotes (2/?) LOCKWOOD & CO. (2023)

[tblsomedoodles]

The Preferable Alternative - part 13

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Alt-Don has no immunity to Mikey's puppy eyes stare : )

[timeforpaint]

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[blueiscoool]

Roman Red Gloss 'Terra Sigillata' Bowl with Vegetal Decoration and Inscription C. AD 40-70 22.3 cm.

[moeblob]

You know, sometimes you just play an otome and go "that's my son" and then he's the mom of the group. It just happens like that sometimes.

[queenofbaws]

hiii! hope you’re having a nice weekend :) could you write anything for ash x jess please ? <3

Oh, she hated games like these...she absolutely hated them, because no matter what was asked or who was doing the asking, what it came down to was always the same: Lying or being embarrassed in front of everyone.

Her two least favorite things.

"Never have I ever..." Hannah started, dragging each syllable out to buy herself some time, "...kissed...a...girl."

And the circle went nuts - there were a few jokes shouted as people put their fingers down or left them up, things like "Yeah, that tracks," or "Oh please, you're not fooling anyone;" there were wolf-whistles and cheers; there was so much laughter she thought she might combust; and, as she left her own finger up, Ashley thought her face might literally catch fire, she was blushing so hard.

She never could've gotten away with lying, not with everyone looking at her like that, so instead of watching them react, she lowered her eyes to the floor, and...and that was probably why she didn't notice Jess scootch in beside her.

Without warning, there was a hand tipping her chin back, a pair of glossy lips sliding across hers; "Now you have," Jess smiled against her mouth, pressing one last bubblegum-flavored kiss to the corner of her lips before pulling back, basking in the hoots and whoops of the group as Ashley struggled to remember how to breathe.

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

[hopalongfairywren]

I think about c!Hannah -> I am consumed by grief -> repeat

[zalimaaa]

my youngest sister thinks she’s so sneaky & can get away with coming into my bathroom and using my things but she doesn’t know i’m insane and would notice if even an ant breathed on my things

[kurokoros]

I've been seeing the "endeavor is the best written character in BNHA" take for a while and regardless of if that's true or not (because that's an opinion, not a fact) do the people saying this not think it's questionable or off-putting that the "best" written character is a middle aged man discovering after over two decades that neglecting, abusing, and overall traumatizing his wife and children is BAD and he wants to be a better person now???

[hxabernathy]

responding to this for @freedomashes - gloss

His watch was definitely broken, then. Haymitch lowered his hand and gave a small shrug of his shoulder, "Fair enough." Haymitch didn't care if people hid away in the bar early or not. At the same time, he never would openly admit that he preferred to have some company while he drank, so he didn't mind Gloss sitting near him. However, his brow did quirk upward at the inquiry, giving Gloss a tired yet skeptical look, "You really wanna know, or are you just making small talk?" Not a lot of people asked him how he was doing, or even bothered to talk to him at all. But Haymitch humored him, "Oh you know, just keeping up the yearly routine of sitting in the bar for another Games season. Living the dream, enjoying the refreshments." Sarcasm oozed out of his slurred tone, the hint of a smirk curling at the corner of his lips. He hefted up his glass and nodded toward the other Victor, "How about you?"

[virtualcoffeemoon]

( anyone can use as : pfp, background, repost, header, you don't have to give me credit please just don't say you made it ♡)

[greenconverses]

Nico was beginning to wonder if this Percabeth pep talk had been such a good idea after all.

this is FAN FIC get me off this ride

[cagenewman]

WHO: Cage & @cordeliaeli

WHEN: late May, 2024

WHERE: countryside home

It hadn't really been that long, just a couple of weeks, and they had talked on the phone, texted, shared a few video chats with the kids, it wasn't as though he hadn't seen her face or heard her voice. But standing in the airport, hands tucked into his back pockets, eyes scanning the arrival board, Cage suddenly felt like it had been years since he had taken his wife into his arms. It just wasn't the same, trying to fall asleep at night, early morning wake-ups, trips to the Creamery, afternoon walks to the park, it all felt different without her there, no matter how happy he had been for her at the opportunity to do something different, try something new. Take time for herself.

One hand left his pockets, touching the faint outline of his silver chain against his chest, the wooden ring resting against his skin; his eyes darting from the board to the small rush of people coming through the doors, moving over dark hair, no hair, small children, an elderly man, a crying baby, and then finally... He broke into a grin when he saw her, that same lopsided, warm grin he had been giving her since childhood, opening his arms with a laugh. "Please tell me you didn't get stuck next to that crying baby."

[pen-papers]

.my..mah boy...geno..