#it wasn't NOTHIN

[125storejuice]

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[fish-with-more-eyes]

[id in alt]

i started these while still woozy from anaesthesia because i was upset that my mouth was bleeding and i made rin go through it to make me feel better. i am indeed no longer bleeding (thank you for taking the burden rin) but now i'm ouchin so i finished em up

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

Soda runs the match over the rough grooves at the bottom of his two front teeth and promptly snaps it in half. "Shit! We're gonna run out of matches."

"Nuh uh, look. You're doin' it wrong." Dallas flicks a match along his eye tooth 'n doesn't get anythin' even close to a spark. "Fuck, I swear I've seen people do this."

"Wait, lemme try again." Dallas grabs the three remain' from the coffee table 'n passes one to Soda. He wiggles the head around 'n drags it over his molars 'n a flame sputters to life.

"Sodapop Patrick Curtis 'n Dallas Tucker Winston." Soda drops the match 'n starts at the sound of Darry's voice. They both dive for it 'n Dallas catches it, flame goin' out against the inside of his palm. He hisses but doesn't have time to inspect it before Darry snatches them both off the couch, roughly turnin' Dally's hand over to check the damages. Findin' nothin' but a bloomin' red mark he drops his arm, whackin' them both in the head.

"What the hell were you two doin'?" Soda grins 'n tosses his hair out of his eyes. He props his elbow on Dallas' shoulder 'n Dally hunches down a bit more so Soda doesn't have to stretch to reach.

"Nothin'." Dallas shrugs 'n Soda slides right off. He kicks Dallas in the shin 'n Dallas elbows him in the side in return. They both giggle until Darry pins them to the wall with a glare.

"Didn't know nothin' looked like playin' with matches nowadays. Someone should have filled me in." Darry scoffs dryly, rolls his eyes. "How old are you two?"

Soda grins again before scrunchin' up his brow 'n scratchin' his head, feignin' confusion. "Glory, Dallas, I clean forgot. You remember?"

Dallas smirks, tiltin' his head, 'n touchin' his tongue to his silver canine in thought. "You know I think I do it's-"

"Y'all are too-" Darry starts.

"-Too damn old!" Soda 'n Dallas finish for him 'n Soda howls, grabbin' Dallas' shirt 'n dissolvin' into laughter. Dallas grabs his elbow so they both don't hit the carpet, cacklin'.

"Y'all are worse than Pony." He smacks them both up the head again 'n Soda wails in mock indignation, doin' an impressive version of Pony's whine.

"Dally, you see how this hood treats his poor brothers?" Soda pouts at him from under honey lashes 'n Darry jabs a finger at him. He grabs Dallas 'n manhandles him into the kitchen, checkin' the temperature of the tap water before he shoves Dally's hand under it.

"Truly, Soda man, I've seen wild animals gentler." Dallas calls over his shoulder, tryin' 'n failin' to pull his hand back.

"Well, ain't that a funny coincidence." Darry flips the tap off 'n checks the burn again, releasin' him when he's sure it's not serious. "I've seen kid brothers stupider."

"Aw, Darry, y'know you love us." Soda grabs Dallas, pinchin' him by the chin 'n poutin' again. "How could you stay mad at us?" Dallas knocks Soda's head away with the heel of his hand 'n jumps on him.

Darry rolls his eyes 'n steps over the two of them howlin' on the kitchen tile. "Quite easily."

"Darrrr!" Soda jabs Dallas 'n the ribs 'n wriggles out from under him.

"Fine." Darry lets out an almighty sigh 'n shakes his head, reachin' over 'n snatchin' the last two matches off the coffee table. "But y'all are done fuckin' around with matches until you can act like you got any damn brains in your skulls."

"Hey, that ain't fair," Dallas takes Soda's hand 'n hauls himself off the kitchen floor. "How the hell am I meant to smoke?"

Darry smiles for the first time that afternoon. "Maybe if you put your fool heads together you can get one spark a sense between the two of you."

"Well, a course!" 'N before anyone can stop him Soda grins with every tooth in his mouth, grabs Dallas by the back of the neck 'n cracks their heads together.

[shitpostingkats]

Wandering my hallways and pacing around my home thinking about Final Fantasy XV and its myriad examples of the core cast casually dehumanizing themselves for the sake of what they believe to be something greater. Ignis has perfectly fine vision but wears glasses to correct to 20/20. "When you can't focus, I focus for you." All of Episode Prompto. Ravus seeing his sister's death as a tragedy, not just because she's dead, but because she's dead and she doesn't even get to rest. The repeated imagery of getting closer and closer to Noct's destined goal is literally him trying to hold very still and not flinch as he lets a sword hit him. The goddamn ending. The game is not in conversation with this theme. These are things that are true to the characters and they cannot imagine a world where they are not. I'm climbing on the walls.

[brazen-art]

Who you go to when your whole crew wipes, and you have plenty of equipment and credits, but no scrap, and there's a 1000 credit quota due in tomorrow

[dailykugisaki]

Day 158 | id in alt

The hater streak returns, your honor.

[lab-gr0wn-lambs]

I know I said Carol can do whatever the hell she wants, but the way she keeps saying "you should hate me. please don't hate me" instead of just "sorry" and more importantly "are you ok?" is driving me nuts

[pestercide]

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[wereverine]

when ppl start arguing abt on a video abt how someone makes *their* family's recipe for sweet tea and being like "oh honey i'm southern" man shut the entire fuck up everybody in the south makes tea a different way i'm gonna toss my tea jug at your head

[transgender-catboy]

hey anon!

if you ever need to talk more, either to get things off your chest or to just say words, you're more than welcome to message me again

[angeltism]

teehee I got sm tw.st stuff . Normally I can't find any single thing but I got a keychain and a blind bag w cards , a teeny standee , a keychain and a pin

[deepsixsquid]

You ever just snap? Just a little bit?

[whathebrick]

what people don't consider is that bai hua has the potential to be just like macaque and that's why teach is so protective of her. he doesn't want her being 'corrupted'

[huntedlives-a]

made  the  call  to  work.      they  weren’t  overly  happy,    but  i  did  it    &    i’m  now  rewarding  myself  by  watching  edward  cullen  blatantly  gaslight  bella  swan  in  a  hospital  corridor  aka  twilight.

[theblackestofsuns]

“It Wasn’t Nothin’ Personal”

The Human Target in Detective Comics #493 (August 1980)

Len Wein, Dick Giordano, Steve Mitchell and Glynis Wein

DC Comics

[daisy-spot]

someone sent me an ask with hate for my bestie and i didn't answer it so it's chilling in my inbox and i almost cackle every time i see it