#i'm already excited for their dynamic

[o0kawaii0o]

FULL THROTTLE - Congrats on season 2!

[full-tiltboogiearc]

It had been a while since Ford walked into Merlotte's and spent an honest good evening there.

In the last two years since vampires had been discovered, he knew to stay away from the place—most places, actually, where a high volume of humans could be found. It was relatively easy considering he didn't need to grocery shop and any sort of social activity could be done at vampire bars or hotels that had kept themselves relatively contained under the guise of exclusivity. But before vampires became part of the global lexicon, he'd pop into neighborhood places like Merlotte's every so often. If only to remember what it was like to be human, even though it took feigning a disgusting glass of grape wine to sit through.

Around these parts, they say some things never change, but he knew better than that. When you've been alive for as long as he has, on the surface, all the algae on the swamp is just as murky-green—the hicks are still hicks. Underneath it, though, are layers of sediment and rock, spongy peat that soaks everything up—the hicks always find something new to complain about, keeping humans right at the very edge of evolving to a higher intelligence than what they're capable of.

Only every now and then in Bon Temps did someone come in and threaten to throttle all those years of grimy bog. Somebody who thought differently. And someone who wasn't afraid to speak their mind. The way the girl spoke to Mrs. Fortenberry like a mother berating a child (maybe a touch more cruel than that, honestly) told Ford a few things: One, that she was that very girl who dared to throttle, and two, she had a functioning enough brain to debate. Those combined, he had to guess she wasn't from around here.

(Not that he would fully know, since everyone in Merlotte's was a new face to him. Except Mrs. Fortenberry's, who seemed to simultaneously age and stay looking the same. She could potentially rival vampires one day...)

He wasn't much of a talker—not even amongst his own kind—so when the girl didn't just give him a half-hearted chuckle and a polite smile before walking away, he realized the hole he'd dug himself into. Not because she'd snapped at him—that, he could handle. But because she seemed apologetic about it, and was now the first person in Merlotte's to acknowledge him despite the fact he'd been sitting here for about half an hour.

He adjusted his hat, but kept his face low. Ford wasn't necessarily trying to hide he was a vampire, because that was the sort of thing you couldn't miss these days. He was pale and stoic and didn't other vampires have that kind of dark aura to them? (He wasn't 100% certain. That was just something his dumb sister Soleil, also a vampire, once told him.) But he felt somewhat self-conscious now, her eyes on him. And her smile, even if it was a forced one, glowed. She was so... human.

"A girl named Tara? No, ain't seen her." The bar had been relatively empty for the last half hour. Maybe others could sense he was a vampire, but what was more likely was that at this hour, everyone who would be sitting at the bar had stumbled to the pool tables or at other booths to comingle. Everybody knew somebody around here. He looked up at her behind the brim of his cap, a raggedy Smith Ferry and Farm hat, a relic from his family business.

"I'll take a Tru Blood."

a woman condemned to a life in bon temps. that’s what jeannie oh felt like, at least. she was a prisoner in the small, northeastern louisiana town that her father had moved to after years in shreveport. she was a prisoner because she blew up her figure skating career, and her mother couldn’t stand to look at her because she hadn’t gone on to the olympics (and stopped the gravy train). she was a prisoner because she was stuck living in her dad’s house with her annoying stepmother and admittedly pretty cute but disruptive toddler half-sister. she was stuck in a merlotte’s uniform with its tiny shorts and skin-tight t-shirt because she had been fired from the local big lots for being smartmouthed with the customers. all those things combined made her nigh insufferable, and she wanted to inflict her emotional pain on everyone that crossed her path.

sam merlotte refused to fire her despite many people advising him to—he took pity on her childish dramatics, believing it to come from a place of hurt and responded that jeannie was just a kid despite being twenty-four—and she couldn’t stand most of the people that walked through the restaurant’s doors. she only had two or three coworkers she could actually tolerate, and most customers begged the hostess not to seat them in jeannie’s section since she would no doubt somehow offend them. they offended her by not being the glamorous, cold people she knew back up north when she was still skating.

in short: everyone in bon temps was a stupid hick and she hated this fucking town!

then, of course, there were the murders. jeannie somehow kept the thought that they were lucky to leave bon temps even if it was through death to herself, though that was the only thing she kept to herself. a masterclass in self-restraint, she thought. it seemed every table that night just had to voice their thoughts on the victims and their supposed killers—they were sluts; that’s what they get for fangbangin’; that was why you could never trust a vampire; boy those fellowship of the sun people on tv know what they’re talkin’ ‘bout.

it was all so annoying. out of sense to be a contrarian rather than a vampire rights activist, jeannie fought with anyone she heard talking about the subject. in her opinion, vampires at least had the advantage of being interesting. everyone else in town had lived small, quiet lives that no one could envy. not like jeannie, worldly skater who had actually been to europe before and, at one time, owned a burberry purse.

clearly, no matter what she could say, it would all fall on deaf ears. no one actually cared about her opinion, despite how strongly she proclaimed it. “oh, whatever.” jeannie rolled her eyes, clutching onto the refill pitcher of water in her hands. she wanted to dump it in maxine fortenberry’s lap. “as if a vampire don’t have better things to do than pick off miss catfish bon temps pageant runner-ups all night. i don’t know what you’re so afraid of either, miss fortenberry. vampires wouldn’t even look twice at your old, wrinkled neck.”

with that, jeannie left the table without refilling maxine’s glass, ignoring the older woman’s protests about being mighty thirsty. instead, she returned to the bar and slammed the tray down on the bartop before she caught the gravelly voice speaking to her. slowly, she turned to the man and gave him an irritated sneer. “what’s it to you?”

still, it had been a long time since someone called her smart. most people just called her a bitch. sighing, jeannie decided that he would be the one customer that she was nice to today. putting her hands on the counter, she glanced down at the sink before she attempted to give him a pleasant smile. “some people don’t have a lick of sense, and they all happen to live here.” she looked around the table and didn’t see any drinks or food in front of him. “are you waiting to be served or somethin’? normally, tara takes care of all this up here, but she’s got an attitude worse than mine.” rather, she rivaled jeannie on the matter, but that was what made them get along most of the time: mutual hatred for the public.

[prince-liest]

I got a government grant from a clean air project for turning in my '97 Corolla for a very hefty chunk of money off of a new (or new-ish) hybrid vehicle from an approved dealership, finally went to purchase my new car today with my dad, and ended up getting a 2025 Toyota Camry SE.

Sorry, Alastor, I think I'm with Vox on the front of technological advancement, ahaha. It's almost a 30 year jump in car technologies and I damn well feel like I've upgraded into the new century (or, well - millennium, technically)! This car does so many things and they all manage to feel like they are actually convenient rather than useless technology bloat. I think this is technically what Nietzsche meant when he said that to live is to suffer, LOL. Can't appreciate the good stuff if you haven't experienced the alternative! Also, y'know. My breaks lost pressure on me in the middle of a winding mountain road with no cell service last month, so. That was the sign to move on.

It's so wild to go from a car that's got a plain metal key, a phone charger operated through the cigarette lighter that only succeeds in making my phone lose charge more slowly, an AC system that would vibrate the whole dashboard alarmingly if it had to work too hard, and music that I played through a casette tape with bluetooth connectivity...to a car where I get in, put my phone down on the wireless charging pad, and watch the touchscreen automatically turn on with my Spotify and Google maps. Never again am I going to accidentally leave my headlights on and drain my car battery, LOL. Thanks, battery-attached jumper cables, you served me well. The car is so damn quiet and smooth, too.

Also, it's a very pretty car! I got it in white. Sorry, "windchill pearl."

Anyway, I'm just experiencing a delightful bit of awe and joy. Happy graduation and early birthday to me! <3

[carlyraejepsans]

I cannot wait for catti to be a playable character in future dr chapters fat goth girls deserve the fucking world

[somewhereincairparavel]

TFOTA update (major spoilers for book 1): chapter 20

this book just keeps throwing plot twist after plot twist after plot twist on me and I'm falling for every.single.one. gosh. first jude kidnaps the human girl to free her into the mortal world, and she drowns herself? Then Dain yells at Jude for the thing I WASN'T expecting (stabbing Valerian) and then Jude fucking KILLS Valerian not even a few minutes later, then buried the body in HER house, then Balekin gatecrashes and slaughters almost everyone in his fucking blood line in the matter of MINUTES. Madoc kills Dain?? And ghost kills Caelia?? Rhyia kills herself?? Taryn and Locke might secretly have an affair??

Jude feels pleasure in seeing Cardan miss out on the coronation bc he got drunk which is ironically the best thing he did bc he dodged a bullet?? Now Cardan is the only hope elfhame has, which is also super ironic since Jude was marvelling over how glad she was that cardan wasn't ever going to be king in the first few chapters.

I NEED A MOMENT TO TAKE ALL THIS IN

[aprilblossomgirl]

"The name of this series is We Are. “We” means all of us. I’m telling you, there are a lot of people in our gang. But the good thing about this is that we’re always lively on set. It’s enjoyable. We’re so full of energy." (Satang) "Being with a gang of friends in this series is amusing. I have never been in the scenes with this many friends and enjoyed it this much before. I think this vibe will shine when the viewers watch these scenes on screen." (Phuwin) "The difficult part about filming this series was mainly when all of them gathered together. Directing with 12 boys together in the same scene could be extraordinarily tough. Every character had his own lines to speak, so the filming was pretty difficult as the cameras had to film all of them." (P'New)

We Are the Beginning ก่อนเรารักกัน

[lit-in-thy-heart]

[ID: the train hitting a school bus meme. In the first panel, an empty school bus edges over train tracks and is labelled 'writing planned angst' with a train approaching. In the second panel, the train crashes into the bus and knocks it off the tracks. The train is labelled 'different angst suddenly writing itself'. End ID.]

[silusvesuius]

i legit love when a character's gender is so integral to their personality (and perception obviously.) like so concrete that if genderbent their whole shtick would just be absolute dookie. anyways i'm just writing this text so i can talk in the tags (My beautiful safe haven)

this 14 minute song is soooooooooooo FYRE

[dootznbootz]

With how I'm planning my fics, since Menelaus and Agamemnon spend some years at Tyndarius' palace, I kind of have them all be childhood friends in a way before Agamemnon and Menelaus take back their kingdom (Aga is around 19, Menelaus 15 when they leave. 5-6 years later they get married.) With how their marriages work out when talking about "Old times", Odysseus is the "odd one out" as he was the only one who didn't grow up alongside them. The poor guy is left out.

Odysseus: "Wait, why is everyone laughing? What does that mean? I don't get it." Penelope: "Well you see-" Goes on about a silly story but the inside joke is dumb. "...You probably would've had to have been there to get it" Odysseus:

[andyling]

SUP FUCKERS NEW LIFE SERIES JUST DROPPED SO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND RIGHT NOW AND Y’ALL GOTTA DEAL WITH THAT!!!

LIMITED LIFE SMP SPOILERS!!!!

TANGO'S POV WOOOOOO 

I GOT MY RANCHERS INTERACTION IT WAS TWO WORDS BUT THAT'S ENOUGH FOR ME FUCK YEAH 

Team TIES my beloveds, the worst cow farmers ever (3/4 are from Team BEST lmao) 

Skizz getting welcomed back through death, love to see it

God they changed the life system around and immediately everyone started dancing with death what the fuck where did everyone's self-preservation go?!?!?!?

Team Rancher is going through their rivals arc and I’m all for it

WHY ARE THEY SO BAD AT BEING COW FARMERS 

love how Team TIES is just showering Etho in redstone

Tango it’s bold of you to assume that anyone on your team has a braincell

JIMMY POV

failing at acquiring monopolies runs in the family i guess 

jimmy and joel really embracing their cringefailness by mining straight into lava ON PURPOSE 

guys i think i found the most antagonistic team this series 

they're all menaces

still not over the rancher comment THANKS JIMMY BUT WTF MAN DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH ANGST YOU'VE JUST CREATED 

Jimmy's home once again burning to the ground, it hasn't even been one episode 

GRIAN BANNING SCAR'S BOONSWAGLING 

THE PUNS HATH RETURNED

SCAR TIME 

Scar's commentary is amazing 

the Clockers are a team i didn't know i needed but will now become way too attached to 

they are also known as Cleo and her two batshit crazy children 

SCAR DOES NOT UNDERSTAND LOOK BEFORE YOU LEAP

Cleo left her children alone for two seconds and they immediately adopted several animals 

OH SO THE CLOCKERS WERE THE ONES WHO BURNED DOWN THE MANSION 

Jimmy needs to stop antagonizing Scar, first the ranch now the mansion

this team is gonna be so chaotic i'm so excited

[kirakirabug]

I'm obsessed with Cure Wonderful so much already I just know I'm going to physically combust when tomorrows episode releases.

JUST LOOK AT HER, I'M GONNA CHEW ON HER LIKE A SQUEAKY TOY /POS!!!!

[daybreakrising]

@snowtombedstar: As for Tem's first meeting with Beisht... well, she's very awkward. Very uncomfortable. How exactly do you meet your god-boyfriend's god-wife?

Bright turquoise eyes study the woman standing before her, lips curved into a smile of amusement. She doesn't need her abilities to sense the discomfort of the other - it is written clearly, almost painfully so, upon her features, in the way she holds herself. Beisht could, of course, do something to alleviate that discomfort.

But she doesn't. Not yet.

The playful, mischievous side of her wants to see this Tem squirm a little under her scrutinising gaze. It's irrelevant that she has long approved of her husband's latest love interest, that she has, in fact, encouraged him from the beginning. She, as his wife, has a certain power here - and she is delighting in using it, if only for the moment.

"So," she begins, her voice cool like the northern seas, "you are the one who tempted my husband's eye, hm?" She moves, then; stalks around the blonde as if inspecting her. Then, with a light touch upon a shoulder, she offers a little reprieve from her discomfort.

"You can relax." She steps in front of her once more, her features now more open, more welcoming. Her voice has warmed, too, softened. "Osial has spoken of you very fondly. You need not worry about my... impression of you. I trust his judgement well."

She turns, almost glides away to the small table upon which sits a carefully prepared pot of tea. "Come, sit. I would like to know you for myself. I'm afraid my husband's opinions are often rather biased, no?"

[m1smatched-starsigns]

“Crookedstar has always been a kind leader.” He can tell from Leopardfur’s tone that sheltering ThunderClan is not an act that she necessarily agrees with; he goes for an obvious approach.

“Bluestar has always been kind, too.” He makes a point to look up, at where Bluestar is missing. “I hope she recovers from the fire. There’s no telling what that sort of disaster does to a cat her age.”

Leopardfur scoffs. “You’re not slick, Blackfoot.”

“Hm. Must have lost my touch while I was in exile.”

“Must have.”

— what a match, I'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet (history has its eye on you, c3)

[akai-anna]

nEW DETCO MOVIE TrAiLER WHAT

[cafecitowriter]

Good news: I actually just put down 1.1K in a WIP that I haven't touched in over three years!

Bad news: this big epiphany scene i just wrote actually just made the plot sooo much more deep and i am not a plot girly (NB) on a good day

[keen2meecha]

I know you're still in planning stages for something delicious, so

🌈 RAINBOW SLOTH: Wild card! Share one thing about your WIP that you have been waiting to be asked about!

<3333 thank you for the ask!!!

With the decision to make this about werewolves, I've decided to keep it disconnected from my other werewolf universe, which means new rules! So now, the wolves are in three categories: alphas (aka just the protector pair), born wolves, and bitten wolves. Alphas have red eyes when they shift (as is traditional), born wolves' eyes turn white when they shift, and bitten wolves' eyes go black! Other than that and how much control they have over the shift, there's generally not a huge amount of difference between each group -- except for societal expectations and beliefs from other wolves :)

Send me an emoji and I'll tell you about my newest wip :D