#in that plain of planes

[floralstorms]

woah well I just had a ramble in some tags and now I’m going through a normalcy moment about an oc of mine

[felassan]

[ln4wins]

the lando tag is fucked, it’s just full of hate posts about lando, hate posts about oscar, a fucking fanfic about lando, max and nico, people making disgusting ‘jokes’ wishing the drivers harm, people cross tagging irrelevant shit like please i just want to look at him being pretty

[rosenallies]

If you wanna write Planymphia being useless lesbians I'd be into it 👀

the way I wanted to jump right in and write the smut scenario we talked about today <3 but I won’t at least for the first prompt to this lil au <3

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“Fucking dammit,” Jane huffed, stomping her foot petulantly as if acting like a child would unjam the copier.

“Do you need some help?” A voice came from behind her, one she didn’t recognize.

She rolled her eyes and turned to face the voice’s owner, ready to fire off a snotty remark, but the woman standing there momentarily took her breath away. She was absolutely gorgeous dressed professionally in a bright yellow pantsuit, it was nice to see someone else dressed nicely for once, the rest of her coworkers usually opting to look sloppy in jeans or leggings, besides Dawn who looked like she should work at the preschool down the street in her colorful attire she donned every day.

“I-um-it’s jammed,” she stammered, her accent coming out thick like it always did when she was nervous, a reminder of her Russian upbringing despite leaving the country as a young girl.

The woman smiled, opening up one of the drawers and yanking out a crumpled piece of paper. “That should do it,” she said brightly, a smile on her pretty lips, “I’m Nymphia by the way, I’m new.”

She extended her hand for Jane to shake, which she did, though awkwardly, or so she felt it was. “I’m Jane.”

Nymphia smiled. “Plain Jane,” she giggled, making Jane’s cheeks flush even though usually when anyone made that joke anger simmered under her skin, “it’s nice to meet you. Maybe I’ll see you at happy hour tonight? Everyone’s been so welcoming and I got invited to happy hour already!”

Jane inwardly cringed, annoyance at this beautiful and bubbly woman curling in her stomach. It took Jane at least 6 months of working there to be invited to the coveted happy hour, though people always did tell her she came across rough at times.

“Yeah, I’ll see you there,” she said, pressing her lips together before storming past Nymphia back to her desk.

“Were you a bitch to Amanda again? Did HR finally crack down?” Dawn, nosy as ever, asked after Jane had audibly huffed.

“No,” she rolled her eyes, “the copier was jammed.”

“Was? Why is that a problem if it’s fixed now?”

“Get back to your own work, Dawn,” she snapped only half intentionally.

Dawn only laughed. “Love you too, Janey.”

The rest of the day dragged on, a vision in yellow distracting Jane from her work.

Later that evening, Jane found herself three shots deep and feeling nothing but a buzz, screw her Russian lineage. Though, her new coworker seemed to drink and drink, getting more and more giggly as the night progressed. Everyone took to her like a moth to light. She was effervescent, charismatic and Jane hated that her eyes and attention stayed on her the entire evening. No way Jane could handle a crush like this, crushes led to dating and dating led to other things she didn’t have time for. Or dating led to a broken heart, and no way was she going to do that again. Besides, Nymphia could never like someone like her. Nymphia was everyone’s sunshine and while Jane was confident and loved herself, she simply knew that that just isn’t who she is. Jane was a lot of things, but being someone like Nymphia’s “other half” wasn’t it.

By the time the night ended, Jane found herself alone with Nymphia, the rest of her coworkers calling it a night but Nymphia never seemed to tire, her eyes sparkled as she spoke of her home and her family and friends back in Taiwan. Though, Jane finally had someone else to relate to coming from a different country, she didn’t share the same feelings about her home and her family. That didn’t stop her from listening intently as Nymphia spoke.

“You know, you’re really pretty,” Nymphia said at one point, drunkenly leaning against Jane on the wobbly barstool, making Jane rest her hands on Nymphia’s waist to steady her.

“Thanks, I get that a lot,” she replied dryly, only obviously a joke to her.

“I bet you do,” Nymphia said with a giggle and then sighed, “I suppose I should get home. I’ll see you around Plain Jane.”

Nymphia got up and stumbled a bit, Jane steadying her again. “Are you sure you’re okay? I could walk you home,” Jane offered reluctantly, Nymphia had already mentioned how close to the bar she lived.

“You would? That would be really nice,” Nymphia said with a sweet smile.

They walked in mostly silence, besides Nymphia’s drunk giggles she let out every now and again. She lived only a block away so they got there quickly, Jane couldn’t tell if she was relieved or disappointed.

“Thanks for walking me home, Plain Jane,” she said, winking and blowing a kiss before going inside and leaving Jane to her thoughts, which she pushed away until she was home and in bed, staring at the ceiling and unable to stop replaying every interaction she’d had with Nymphia that day.

She’d known her less than a day and Jane already knew she’d become a huge problem for her.

[bonus-links]

The guardian Loft was looking at is active, right? Are the guardians still "alive" but not hostile anymore?

oh, the guardian wasn’t actually active! usually I try not to explain stuff like this since I like to leave things up to interpretation, but I couldn’t fit another panel in to clarify it on that page and did my best to imply it instead— Loft was imagining it. Call it a waking prophetic dream? A prophetic hallucination?

[kismetmoon]

would you still love me if we were both worms,,

[Plain text ID : A monochrome digital drawing of two original Flatland characters, Ruth (left) and Liz (right).

They are both grey and worm-like in appearance; Ruth has dot-like markings and has a 2D blanket covering most of her edges, while Liz has two star shapes at either end of her body. These stars are a darker grey than the rest of her body. They both have cilia around their blunts ends (which are their faces), but Liz has extra cilia behind her head and near her tail.

Liz is in a backwards S-shaped pose looking down at Ruth, who is looking up at her. Ruth's tail curls around towards her head. Ruth also has a V-shaped ‘dent’ in her middle, which slightly disrupts the curve of her body. There is a small black heart between both of them. The background is white.

End ID].

[starlightoru-gojo]

For real

[sillayobjects]

great mall of the great plains

[sunshinerotting]

i took a shower even though i feel like rot and u guys are so fucking proud of me

[phosphorescentspaceman]

Every testificate at the labs is 👀 at every post from Honeydew’s account

Coffee break gets so exciting when Xephos has relationship drama

everyone watching xeph's life from the outside is like "this telanovela slaps, grab the popcorn"

[arcanespillo]

“Phantom Traveler”

Supernatural S1E04

[vincent-cyborg]

euehuheh??

[the-punforgiven]

Honestly I've got a pretty good feeling that when Shadow of the Erdtree drops I'm not gonna need to avoid shit for spoilers because honestly I don't think I'm gonna be using any social media enough to find them

[s2z]

Walking the back streets of Richmond, after a boozy lunch.

I saw this composition.

It pleased me.

[redstrewn]

Yes to be evil but i hope we cry w how much of a bitch leanders real personality is

[starbuck]

me: *has been working nonstop for over 16 hours in highly stressful conditions*

also me: why am i freaking out?