#literally talking about the weather

[internationalplayboysdotcom]

fumbling a divorced milf rn nobody move

[yesloulou]

[adamnablelittledevil]

Not justifying Armand, but you don't get through that amount of physical, sexual, emotional abuse, brainwashing, isolation etc to the point of amnesia and dissociation since you're a human child until you're a centuries old vampire (and vampirism amplifies their traumas and emotions) without accidentally reprogramming your brain in a really messed-up way. Specially when you're stuck in a teenage brain forever. This is not someone that lived a safe and privileged life, not even a remotely decent one, and decided to be evil. In many ways Armand forgot or didn't even get to learn what is meant to be human and have a healthy lifestyle and relationships with people. Obviously, it would take him a long time to catch up with his humanity and even develop a sense of identity (one of his many issues too).

[septimusmoonlight]

You doing ok?

hi

[nihte-gala]

Strange pairs, Lieutenant.

They can achieve the most unexpected things.

Black Sails - season 2, episode X

[a-concert-just-for-me]

Curse of sensitive skin…getting red over jute is next level goofy. But it was worth it. Got some climbs made

[bertrei]

The bertholdt hoover fandom is dying rt if youd wipe the sweat from his brow like if youd give him a warm glass of milk

[lurafita]

Going Commando

Izzy: "Ugh! This is so frustrating!"

Alec: "What?"

Izzy: "I'm want to know why not wearing underwear is called 'going commando', but the internet has about 8 different origins for it and none of them have a definitive verification."

Clary: "… Maybe it's more comfortable? For soldiers? I mean, it does stem from military usage, right?"

Izzy, turning to the guys: "So? Is it more comfortable, or does it just swing around down there and chafe more?"

Alec, Jace and Simon, red in the face and stuttering: "Y-y-you can't just ask stuff like that!"

Magnus: "Barring any strenuous activity, you don't really notice the swinging. It depends on what you are wearing, mostly. Tracksuits and other softer material pants are fine. Jeans can get a little chafy. And then there are some pants where you just don't want to have any underwear lines showing through. Like silk pants."

Alec: "… You are wearing silk pants right now."

Magnus, smirking: "I am."

[mostlybats-partiallyrats]

Me and my good friend @adoratato having a convo earlier:

Faer: Speaking of which I forgot how funny it is to tell TERFs that in Hebrew the feminine pronoun is היא pronounced he.

Me: Ha, fuckin wait till they hear about the Welsh for she.

Faer: wait what is it?

Me: it's "hi". Three guesses how it's pronounced.

Faer: omg

Anyway so...

[lightbulb-warning]

i used to freehand comics all the time as a child and since the part i liked was the drawing part i would just draw panel after panel because i didn't want to stop drawing to think about icky icky words, plus the story TOTALLY still made perfect sense! to me! and noone else, but 'whoooo caaaaares omgggg its not like comics and sequantial art are a communicative meeediummmm lmaoooooo'. i spent my entire childhood telling myself stuff like "oh pfft I know this story by heart- ill SIMPLY remember the dialogue and write it later" ...and. I can't help but admire baby maiora's (call that a minora ba tm tsk) fucking audacity? hubris? confident wrongness? kid couldn't even remember to finish the comics in the first place? INCREDIBLE levels of unearned self assurance, wish that were me, genuinely- what an icon!!! anyway i think i have forever cursed myself

[ganondoodle]

hope everyone had alright holidays!

a few days ago when we were driving home in the dark in windy and rainy weather after getting two of my siblings from the train we, for the first time in my lifetime im pretty sure, hit a deer that was crossing the street, none of us saw them before they got caught in the headlights and the first one made it over but we werent yet slow enough to not hit the second one ...

the deer lived but was kinda stunned, my dad pushed it off the street and while we were still on the phone with police it got up and ran away but my parents car got damaged and while its still drivable there are several parts that got bent and since its an older model too it might be hard to get it repaired

anyway, i didnt know deer fur was that grey until i saw it stuck to our bumper :(

merry crisis

[devotion-disorder]

the bikini that i ordered this month (because ive lost all self control) just arrived!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAHOO

[moonsavior]

🪐 Philos Report 💫 Philosophian (Philosophers Language)

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁⋆.˚✮🌟✮˚.⋆. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Philosophers, the humanoid lifeform who lived on the planet Philos, were known to speak Philosophian in many diverse dialects, experience nonverbal communication through their heightened senses and sang during their Bonding Rituals. Here are a few ways they expressed affection:

⭐ My Star (makes Xavier incredibly flustered and dizzy. Use with caution) | Tu’lipit’ossi

⭐ My Moon | Caesa Min

⭐ My Cosmos | Caesa Mile

⭐ I will fight for you | Gladiorte

⭐ I want to hug you | Mintiano

⭐ I want to kiss you | Sorrelissimo

⭐ Betrothed | Myriel

⭐ Will you marry me? | Yarropi’a nis sissimo

⭐ I am Within you | Tenut’o

(Mistaken as a literal translation, it is in fact Nonverbal. This is conveyed through the senses, specifically through hard touch and is meant to convey the endearment, "The person you see me to be is who I want to be most of all.")

⭐ You are my World | Brea Marcato

[oneluckygoose]

O'Knutzy Week Day 3

Hoorayyyyy, we've gotten to day 3 of this absolutely awesome O'Knutzy week filled with barrel loads of glorious content! (This post was written in June and was scheduled, just btw)

Credits to @lumosinlove for creating this story and character, and to @oknutzy-week-2024 for organizing this all!

This is a fic based on the racing prompt, and also has two parts, the other officially coming out tomorrow. No Leo, only Harvard era finlo + background characters.

Summary: When the Harvard Hockey team goes car racing on an old dirt track, Logan ends up riding passenger to Finn, and then makes some heartbreaking decisions.

Characters: Logan Tremblay, Finn O'Hara, Percy Lastname, Cole Lastname, and a few OCs I threw in there just to say a few lines and have a Leo reference

Warnings: Cursing, mentions of recent injury, bucket loads of "FUCKING GET TOGETHER ALREADY" and they don't

Word Count: 2,154 (Preview of 371 under cut)

It started with a one off question: “Hey, have you guys ever been racing?” It was what Percy had asked OKN while they were crowded together in the small living room watching Fast and Furious. Now the entire Harvard hockey team was crowded around a renting booth for the nearest race track they could find. It was a dirt track, and dirt cheap too, so long as you had a car. Currently, Logan was staring at Finn, leaning against the chain link fence around the track and talking to Will and Percy about something or the other, probably what they were going to do for the upcoming summer. The late afternoon sunlight hit Finn, backlighting him and making him glow like a god. Logan on the other hand, was standing with some of the other guys a little further back and away from the fence. He was also completely checked out of whatever conversation they were having. That was until a hand was waved repeatedly over his eyes and Cole beside him said, “Yo, Logan! Earth to Logan!” “Quoi?” Logan questioned, eyes snapping away from Finn and meeting Cole’s, “What’d you need?” “Just wondering if you wanted to drive first or not,” Cole said, pointing towards the cars lined up on the track. Logan remembered someone noting that they only had about 12 cars between the twenty guys that ended up going. “Oh,” Logan laughed, hands reaching up to fiddle with his hat, “I-” “He can’t drive!” A voice chirped from the fence. Logan turned his head up to see Finn walking towards them. A warm, late spring breeze tossed Finn’s hair into his face, and he pushed it away quickly, shooting Logan a deadly smile. Deadly not because it was sinister, but because it was fucking gorgeous. Because it flipped Logan’s stomach into a million knots. “Why’d you come then, man?” Nolan Ari, a freshman winger, asked, sidling to the side to make room for Finn in the circle. “Figured I’d fuck around here instead of being lonely at OKN,” Logan replied, shrugging. “Hey,” Finn remarked, “don’t worry about Ten here, NOLA. He’s riding with me anyway.” He’d said it so casually, as if it didn’t make Logan’s heart stop.

[hotgirlmeg]

the way some of y'all talk about bisexual people. get fed to the beast omfggggg

[hotelbitches]

also! if i take a while to reply to things, please be forgiving! i have 23 drafts and 25 asks currently. that's not even mentioning the things i have going on discord, too. i am a sloooooow writer when i'm not fixated on a specific character. and i have other shit going on, too. i may seem like i reply to some things really fast, but that's not the reality for everything i am capable of.