#installing floors

[exaflux]

Gifmas request for @synocence!!

We were joking a bit before about Jon replacing oil in a deep fat frier with fear toxin to make Kentucky fried Georgian "feared" chicken. Which lead to this request- have Jon subject Ed to the frier as he's yelling a bunch.

Eh... He'll walk it off...

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[inonibird]

Why, I got lost at C̶̥̆ö̵̯́ṅ̸̬v̸̯̌e̴̲͘r̵͙̐g̶̑͜e̵̘͊n̵͐͜c̸̨̀è̶̡ ̷̟͊S̴͎̓t̵͎͂a̴̠͊t̵̟͝i̷͙̐o̴̖̓n̷͕̂, how are you?

[miamaimania]

Layers of perspective ➤ One Man's Ceiling is Another Man's Floor

[remash]

to breathe | constellation ~ kimsooja | image credit: pinault collection

[batwynn]

I’m sorry for the long wait times for art at the moment. My body decided it would be funny for every chronic illness I have to flare up at once, and I’m not doing great at all with them ping-ponging off one another. 🥲🥲🥲🥲

I also did try to get a rush on Patreon stuff for October so it���s all ready to go and not late af like I somehow manage every year. 😂

I also may have rescued a boy! (who went straight for the farthest point under my bed, where all the dust is and like… random old med bottles.) His name is Duncan Watson and he’s shy af but adorable. It’s hard to resist laying on my floor to stare at him.

[chauves0uris]

honestly i love the idea of jean finding comfort in a few various things, but there's just something more about him reading a lot of books. it might be simple, but at the same time nothing is simple for him after the nest. maybe he read there, maybe not. but after some time, after he got acclimatised in socal, he can finally go to the bookstores and libraries. he has his favourite titles, authors, poets even. he's often seen with a book by the others. the world of so many literary works is yet to be discovered by him. he really likes to just sit in silence and focus on the words in front of his eyes, that he himself chose to read.

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Let's Beat the Heat; Deuce Spade

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, romance

Word Count; 650+

AN; This is for the lovely @ithseem! Thanks for the request, and I hope you enjoy this Deuce drabble! As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

You were still stuck in Twisted Wonderland, and spending your summer in Ramshackle. It wouldn’t have been horrible; your friends came and visited, brought you out on little day trips, heck, even Crowley was leaving you alone for once. But there was one itty-bitty thing which made it unbearable. There. Was. No. Air. Conditioning. And today was the grossest, most humid, most insufferably hot day of the year. Apparently it hasn’t been this bad in over a decade. So, you were sprawled out on the hardwood floors in a feable attempt to cool down, but you were just sticky and laying on the floor. Absolutely miserable.

There was knocking at the front door. Did I invite anyone over? Ughhhhh it’s too hot for thinking! “Come in,” you groaned, turning your head over to see who decided to come over.

“Hi, love,” Deuce greeted before stopping upon seeing you trying to meld yourself to the floor. He furrowed his brow and then his eyes widened, having come up with a plan. He placed a kiss to your forehead, “I’ll be right back, okay?” And off he went, putting his plan into action.

“Hi, love, bye love,” you sighed. And you just layed on the floor, staring up to the ceiling. Note to self; wring Crowley’s neck the next time I see him for making me stay in this damn place. INSTALL AN AIR CONDITIONER FOR THE LOVE OF SEVEN! 

Were you staring at the ceiling for a minute? An hour? You had no clue, but you heard the front door open and shut. Deuce was back, and he was carrying a box of ice pops. “So, it isn’t much, but it should help a bit. But it’s outside.” He reached out his hand, helping you get up. “Up we get… now, close your eyes.”

You gave him a tired look, but followed your boyfriend’s request and closed your eyes. It was too hot to really question what he was up to. At least with Deuce, you knew it would be something sweet, a bit awkward but very endearing. Very slowly, since Deuce was going at a snail’s pace, the both of you got outside. “Can I open them now?” You asked, waiting for the go ahead.

“Yes,” he chuckled nervously, waiting to see your reaction.

And upon opening your eyes you saw a kiddy pool, no deeper than mid calf, filled with water and ice. A smile broke on to your face seeing the bright blue plastic covered in cartoon sea creatures and mermaids. “This was your idea, sweetie?”

He rubbed the back of his neck, “It isn’t much, but I thought it could help. Do… do you like it?”

“Of course I like it,” you laugh, cautiously testing the water with a finger. It was bitterly cold. “It’s perfect! Thanks, love!”

Deuce smiled upon seeing your cheery face and happy laughter, happy to see that your energy was back. “Not as perfect as you.”

Taking an ice pop, you booped him on the nose with it. “You’re also perfect, you know,” you hum.

His cheeks flushed pink at the realization that he said that outloud. Yes, the two of you have been dating for a few months now, but he still found himself blushing. He brought out an ice pop and booped you back on the nose, a soft look in his eyes. “I love you.”

Today might have started off as the hottest day in recent Twisted Wonderland history, but thanks to Deuce, the day had shifted. Yes, it was still hot as Sevens, but due to the sweet actions of your sweet boyfriend, it wasn’t so bad. Maybe getting stuck here wasn’t all that bad. You had the right people… you had your person. And that was enough.

All you needed was Deuce… and some ice pops, and a kiddy pool filled with ice water so you didn’t get heat stroke. But telling Crowley off could wait for another day, for now, beating the heat with your person was far more enjoyable and important.

[moonchild-in-blue]

About to do some Hot Girl™ stuff (cut excess silicone off my baseboards and do some painting and cleaning up around the windows). If yall wanna send me some funny FMK for when I'm done, I'm super down 👀

[mishkakagehishka]

I miss Juza. Punches the floor.

[toyastales]

I want one so bad!

Wishlist: Giant Mushroom

[waterkangaroo]

Homecoming Queen at the end of book 7 be like

[packedandstrapped]

I laid these floors myself

[xboxseries]

wish i could have the normie bitch tumblr autism where i only talk about anime characters or whagtever but i got capitalism autism that makes me have onesided conversations about microsoft's business practices

[gloombog]

they should've stopped at windows 7 and continued support for all older versions forever

[sweaterkittensahoy]

So, tomorrow the floor goes in, and then I can put all my shit back where it goes, and I am just fucking exhausted from it all. My routine is all over the place, my dreams are super active (which makes me wake up super tensed up), and I would really just like to not have to do anything for awhile, but I have to get on a plane in a little over a week and I am so over it already.

Also, the weather can't pick a season, so I gotta go fight the sky.