#not in a million years

[stripedstarsblueflags]

ok but like i mean something about

something about alex standing up for logan in the subtlest of ways throughout his whole time during the season “i think you make up more places than me on a sunday” “it’s not understood because we’re not driving the same car” “if logan’s struggling with xxx tell him–“ and oscar throwing shade almost directly at jv after that disgrace and lewis calling spa a 1-2 online even after george got disqualified and max biting back at a reporter who tried to throw another “if” at lando’s miami win and charles and carlos telling the media to fuck off every time someone speculates about “tension” between them and the whole grid trying to make daniel feel remembered after his own team dropped him like a broken toy and pierre going to the stewards to try and get kevin’s race ban overturned and nico calling bs at race directions in kevin’s defense as well and lando reminding everyone after monza that oscar is his own driver and fernando singing lance’s praises even when no one is listening and max saying lando is a good friend and telling their make-up story the day after austria and the only thing he cares about is not the public opinion but his friendship with lando and lando saying max deserved to win the championship and max saying lando will win a championship and zhou having more to say in honor of valterri leaving sauber than sauber themselves and

and idk something about the grid defending and supporting each other in the face of it all

[hyog-blog]

Fangs of Fortune (ep. 26)

I have an unwavering desire to screencap these last episodes from head to toe - everyone is so pretty! Everyone is crying and caring for each other. So many meaningful dialogues, one deeper than the other. And not my favorite boys trying to outdie each other D: Competing who will stay and protect Wen Xiao. What's with everyone's deathwish? (okay, I get it, it's a theme, but still).

Finally, they're admitting to being a dysfunctional family XD Or rather a huge polycule. I don't know how the show does it, but everyone loves everyone else and just kind of matches each other's freak)) I love it beyond words.

The throuple is hitting me hard in the feels. Wen Xiao waits for Zhuo Yichen to come back and hugs him when he does. Zhao Yuanzhou comes to talk to him (and what a talk it is!). And this "Zhao Yuanzhou, I understand you now," and the look on Zhu Yan's face when Zhuo Yichen said it. How to confess to someone without actually saying it - there's a multitude of ways and the show's exploring them all.

"Perhaps, god made the decision for me. Because if I kill you, I definitely will regret it."

I actually only recently realized why Zhao Yuanzhou is having those heart pangs around Wen Xiao when doing something boyfriendish - it's her contract saying that they can only be colleagues XD Silly girl, that's why he couldn't kiss her))

Zhuo Yichen keeps on being the highlight of these episodes - so smart, wise, tragic, selfless, ready to sacrifice himself for everyone else, coming to terms with his own supposed death. He and Zhao Yuanzhou are just 💖 Zhu Yan couldn't leave him to freeze there on his own - he had to come as well. Will go watch what happens next, but I'm savoring each minute of these last episodes, ah. They're making everything GRAND, beautiful, and beyond tragic. Shakespeare would have totally approved (actually, I think cdrama is redefining drama as a genre with top-notch high-quality suffering of unimaginable scale XD).

[doortotomorrow]

LEON + ASHLEY - Leon carrying Ashley to safety

[respectthepetty]

If there is one way I was going to accept Sing coming between the GL couple in Us, that way was wet.

Because a wet Sing only reminds me of one thing and one thing only.

And that's the way I like him.

[soulinkpoetry]

You always assume things. When you assume, you create stories in your head that aren’t true.

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[kaiserouo]

"Sorry Jett. He called in sick."

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

When you wrote Kirtch, did you ever expect him to be so popular?

I never expected anyone to read any of my stories tbh

Even if two thirds of my followers are bots, that's still nearly a thousand people who read at least one of my stories and liked it so much that they decided to follow me.

That's crazy, dude.

Absolutely mind boggling.

Having people adore a character I made is just, really really awesome ❤️

[duplicatedincident]

[gifti3]

Honestly mammon is so generous cause no way im sendin my crush to comfort my older brother who also has a thing for them

[sudrianforces]

Hey, can someone please remind me of what today is? I forgot

[whyisntketchupasmoothie]

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[soleil-in-retrograde]

Wtffffff?

As I've said before, I never once thought this crazy idea where 85% of my thought process is my weird sense of humor and the other 15% is purely aaaaangst would be so popular. Seriously. It's amazing! Thank you for coming on this crazy ride with me so far!

[henry-fox-biggest-stan]

Re: Alex saying Henry tolerates him at his most annoying. That's why I didn't like Henry calling him irritating to Bea, literally the whole point was that Henry didn't mind him being annoying or find him too much.

Since Henry didn’t really know Alex I think I can let it slide (it doesn’t hit as hard as if Henry said that while truly knowing Alex), but book!henry would NEVER even if he didn’t know Alex, he finds every part of him extremely charming

[ironicscavenger]

Like never before, I am getting Israeli propaganda across social media, even on Tumblr. Absolutely insane. "Very real witnesses here, we promise, please believe our lies". I'm so goddamn tired.

[spectralhunter]

𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓, takumi  secured  both  menus    &   begun  to  order  their  afternoon  lunch  like  a  king.  min-jun  was  left  with  empty  hands  in  turn,  his  unspoken  words  still  hanging  at  the  edge  of  his  lips,  gazing  at  the  boy  with  that  dark,  impenetrable  look  until  the  moment  where  their  waitress  finally  wrote  everything  down    &   left.    &   ‘twas  rather  surprising,  to  say  at  least,  for  it’s  been  almost  ten  years  since  he’d  become  a  serial  killer,  almost  ten  years  since  he’d  kill  anyone  bold  enough  to yank  the  knife  from  his  hands  but  now,  just  watching  takumi  smile,  min-jun  feels  as  though  he  doesn’t  mind;     like  he’s  found  a  new  place  to  belong,  a  most  warm,  loving  home  that  isn’t  at  all  superficial.

      ❝     … . .     ❞

slowly  looking  down,  the  young  serial  killer  reminisces  one  last  time  about  stolen  authority  before  proceeding  to  take  off  the  hood  as  well  as  the  jacket,  letting  it  hang  off  the  chair  like  a  dark  veil.  the  leather  suspenders  no  longer  hidden  but  fully  visible,  much  like  the  butterfly-knife  they  blatantly  uphold. min-jun  doesn’t  care  at  all  to  hide  it.  in  fact,  he  most  casually  crosses  a  leg  over  the  other   &  places  both  hands  on  the  upper  knee  with  all  black-nailed  fingers  laced  together,  being  completely,  utterly  relaxed.  after  all,  takumi  just  made  a  silent  promise   &  trust  isn’t  something  you  should  simply  speak  of  but show,  very  much  the  way  he  is  now,  ever  so  gently  rubbing  own  leg  against  the  other,  revealing  a  ghost  of  a  playful  smile.

There  lies  a  certain  unseen  unique  beauty  between  them.  Its  fragile  nature  is  upkept  by  acceptance,  compassion,  and  an  indescribable  ignorance  from  Takumi’s  desire  to  accept  Envy;  on  the  reflection  of  his  eyes,  Envy’s  presence  was  beautiful,  and  such  beauty  could  only  be  understood  by  the  beholder.  In  his  own  sense  of  understanding,  Takumi  granted  a  boyish  smile.  He  was  contempt  by  being  given  an  opportunity  to  show  Envy  that  a  date  could  be  enjoyed  in  peace,  especially  when  in  the  company   of  someone  he  could  trust.

❝  Let’s  see  what  we’re  getting.  Hmmm. . .   ❞  Reminiscing  over  the  pleasant  sensation  of  their  legs  touching,  our  investigator  remained  fairly  composed.  His  eyes  carefully  trailed  over  each  printed  selection  on  the  menu,  ‘till  a  mouth  watering  option  came  to  view:  ‘ House  Special,  a  combination  of  steak  and  fries ‘. A robust  dish,  perhaps  far  too  robust  for  someone  such  as  Envy?  Oh,  what  did  it  matter.  Takumi  was  in  control,  and this was going to be their choice.

His  enamoured  eyes  glanced  once  anew  into  Envy’s  own,  rekindling  that  profound  interest  they  quietly  shared.   ❝  Just  trust  me,  okay?  It’s  a  great  dish,  and  I’ve  eaten  here  a  few  times  before.  ❞  No  answer  needed,  just  that  sweet  silent  reciprocation  from  their  visual  bond.

Eventually  the  waitress  came,  shared  a  greeting  and  took  their  booking.  Thankfully  nothing  too  obstructive  in  terms  of  disturbing  their  little  date.  Takumi  placed  an  open  palm  on  top  of  the  table,  its  inward  surface  facing  up,  as  if  tempting  Envy  to  place  his  own  on  it.     ❝  About  time  you’ve  lived  a  little,  huh?  And  eat  slowly,  I  don’t  want  you  dying  on  me  from  laziness,  we  still  got  places  to  go  after!  ❞  Wanted  or  not,  Envy  was  now  bound  to  enjoy  the  small  pleasures  of  life.

@s-talking

[partyoffourplusfur]

My mother really just tried to bribe me with 10k to move back to Texas.

🙄🙄🙄🙄 I can not.