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[mothman-can-write]

Have a little snippet from my current wip that has accidentally ended up with the working title of 'tractor fic'. its not even about a tractor. the tractor plays a minor roll. there is ten thousand words about the tractor. (its about maria visiting clints farm and being incredibly awkward about it) (she visits to fix the tractor and then ends up staying much longer)

Cooper sits on the other side of the table as he munches on his own sandwich and he stares at Maria with all of the open intensity of an eight year old child. “Is this your boss?” he says to his dad without swallowing. 

Clint laughs as he finishes making Lila’s lunch and Maria takes a sip of the lemonade if only so that she doesn’t have to answer. It’s a little tart, but sweet enough that it goes down easy. She isn’t sure she could make better lemonade herself. 

“I guess she is, yeah,” Clint says eventually, folding ham neatly within the borders of the bread. “She’s sort of everyone’s boss.” 

“Everyone?” Cooper swallows his mouthful at last. “She can’t be everyone’s boss.” 

Natasha places her drink down in front of her, sitting a space away from Maria and directly opposite him. She leans forward ever so slightly, conspirational over the table as she lowers her voice. “Oh, she is. She even tells the president what to do sometimes. If someone has a boss, it’s her. Even your mom.” 

She straightens up again with a glance to Maria, picking her drink back up to hide her smirk around the straw. Maria tries not to roll her eyes as Cooper gawks. She downs the rest of her lemonade, avoiding eye contact as long as possible, and the moment she sets it back down, Laura is there beside her to fill it up again. She’s trying not to laugh along with everyone else and it makes it that much harder for Maria to keep a straight face too. 

“That’s right,” Clint says from the kitchen counter. Maria watches him cut the crusts off of the bread before handing the plate to Lila. “That means you have to listen to everything she says when you’re in the barn.” 

Cooper nods into another bite of his sandwich, his eyes wide, and Maria gives him a tight sort of smile. Natasha is still looking at her too, even as she eats her own lunch, and Maria suddenly feels like a bit of a spectacle. It makes Natasha’s eyes crinkle, just so, and that really doesn’t help.

[codecicle]

Guys I'm so glad everyone loves hit JRWI campaign: The Suckening so much. 12 thousand notes on just a thumbnail that's so cool. Anyone think about emizel pussy-out post revival

[h0rsegirlpercy]

Percy age 12: And if the mission required someone to push me down a flight of stairs for it to succeed… you’d want someone who won’t hesitate when they do it

Percy age 17:

[tetriminas]

dating Miles Edgeworth headcanons (Miles Edgeworth x fem reader)

He leaves you for a man

[self-loving-vampire]

Extremely dangerous how "grooming" in the context of child sexual abuse went from being a very specific pattern of isolation and trust-building with the aim of abusing someone to "telling children anything that contradicts their parents' ultra-conservative worldview is grooming" to "selling rainbow flags in a store is grooming" to "literally anyone I don't like is a groomer".

These days the word seems to most often be used by people who don't care about what it actually means and just want an easy "this person is irredeemably evil, kill them now" button.

[maythray]

[ID: A four-panel comic of a faceless stick figure and its thoughts during Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. On Friday, the panel says "weekend time!". On Saturday, there are three stick figures and it says "i love spending time with you guys!" On Sunday, the stick figure is holding a striped cat to its face, with a heart floating above them. Here, the text reads "im happy i have you". On Monday, there is a close-up of the stick figure and the text reads, "i had a good weekend, not every day is going to be good but i cherish the ones that are." End ID]

[chittychittyyangyang]

Listen, you should never film strangers in public without their consent, but I swear there need to be fines or something for people who do that shit in some spaces. For example: I had to go to the ER last night, and some jerk filmed a woman who just came in and was clearly having an asthma attack. She immediately got to go back, and he was unhappy about that. Believe me, I get that it sucks having to wait when you're in pain, but you don't get to pick who deserves care when. The medical system in the US is a nightmare, and the ER could be the worst moment of someone's life. No one deserves to be recorded because some jack ass believes someone doesn't look like they need care.

This is fine to reblog. People who film strangers should be shamed if nothing else.

[chaoticfallenangel]

There are ( if my math is right) 8760 hours in a year.

I spent 506,4 of that listening to music.

[loktauri]

Tma au where nothing is wrong ever and Jon gets to pet as many cats as he likes

[heartorbit]

HAPPY NEWONDERHOY YEAR 🍡

[which1spink]

Me and my nail tech actually chose this shade of blue to match the main colour of my minis and I think it's actually spot on

[bob-artist]

I was forcing myself to take yesterday and today off because I worked way too many days in a row, but then my hand slipped and now I'm 3200 words into a new Into the Smoke short story. 😬 So, uh, special gift to my patrons coming soon I guess!

[charleslelurk]

Borderline of a Bad Idea by charleslelurk

WIP // Rated E

Carlos Sainz/Lando Norris Frat AU

"Lando." Oscar hisses. Lando slowly blinks his eyes open. He turns his head away from the wall to face into their dorm room and meets Oscar's concerned gaze. He is in his bunk against the opposite wall. "Lando, who is on the floor?" Lando frowns, brain taking a moment to catch up with Oscar's question. Then he slowly shifts closer to the rail of the bunk, and peers down at the carpet, a headache stabbing into the space behind his eyeballs as he does. There is Carlos, head pillowed on a red sweatshirt and turned away from Lando so all he can see is the mess of Carlos's windswept hair and the width of his broad shoulders as he sleeps on his stomach. "Oh, that's just Carlos." Lando looks up to meet Oscar's unchanged expression. "Who?" Lando closes his eyes again, ready to go back to sleep. "Carlos. My friend, Carlos." Or the one in which Lando finds himself in an extremely homoerotic situationship with a fraternity brother named Carlos Sainz

[zarvasace]

“She was also insane.” Prince readjusts so he leans up against a tree, his red cloak protecting his tunic from the bark. “You don't know the half of it.” “Do we have to talk about her?” Link asks. He finally looks away.  “No.”

Don't mind me just making fanart of a fic I'm writing that isn't even published involving a lot of OCs that nobody cares about :)

Edit: these guys masterpost

[princescar]

im trying to desperately to come up with a mukaro prompt for you bc she's so underrated but i cant come up with anything interesting. draw mukaro but she's happy. there.

happy muku