#queued;

[imjustanauthor]

Hm.

Did it really take twenty minutes to sign out equipment? Mulder supposed it could. Nowadays, it seemed like you couldn't do anything in the FBI without a mile of paperwork accompanying it. Scully knew more about that than he did, though. Mulder was a man of many flaws, and one of them was his regular avoidance of any kind of administration - other than his meticulous work on the X-Files, of course!

"Okay," Mulder conceded. "I'll wait by the car."

Would he wait by the car? He could follow Scully to see what she was really up to... No. No, Mulder would wait. He'd count the minutes, though, and if she took any longer than the promised twenty, he'd go looking for her.

A little unsteady but not so much so that he looked like he was going to collapse in the corridor, Mulder collected his jacket and began making his way out of the office - only pausing for a second in the doorway to glance back, just to check what Scully was doing one more time.

"The materials to run the test, Mulder," she explained. "Believe it or not, I don't carry microscopes and test tubes around with me in my coat."

Despite her glib response, Scully wasn't blind to the look in her partner's eyes, the way he seemed to doubt her words, perhaps even suspecting her of being involved in whatever was consuming his mind right now. Much as she wished it wasn't true, she had been here before, on both sides of the situation, and she had no intention of triggering him further.

"There is nothing I don't want you to see, but signing out supplies from the lab takes time. Meeting at your car is just faster is all." Her blue eyes searched his, trying to reach out to him, to silently remind him that she was one he could trust, that she was always on his side no matter what. "I am meeting with no one but the lab techs, Mulder, I promise."

[governmentofficial]

“Our media is no more truthful than yours.” - Theo/Killian

Politician Sentences, Vol. 7

"No media is completely honest. It is too powerful a manipulation tool for the powers that be to leave it with any kind of intact integrity."

It may not sound like it, but Mycroft was agreeing with the other man. He found Agent Beneventi to be a mildly interesting individual - which, from him, was somewhat akin to a compliment. He didn't dislike the man, which was all that most could hope for.

"Of course, there are ways around this, if you have the right connections. I can reach out myself, but I am aware that foreign interference is not typically appreciated - especially here. Would you like to attempt to contact the media first?"

They needed to organise a media blackout. Mycroft was certain that he could do such a thing with a high level of efficiency even despite the handicap of being British, but he was also aware that the FBI were theoretically capable of doing the same. In order to prevent raised tensions by stepping on the toes of his temporary 'colleagues', Mycroft was willing to let Agent Beneventi attempt to take the lead.

[obscurushydrae]

Things older agents can embarrass Kar's potential partners with stories of:

Spent her first week or so at BPRD headquarters fascinated with flushing things down the toilet, and flushing them in general (I mean you wake up tens of thousands of years later and advance plumbing exists...)

Was terrified of motor vehicles for a few months

Had a habit of eating without utensils, took a bit to pick it up

Ran face first into a few of the glass doors thinking they were open (shattering one of them)

Spent some time communicating in onomatopoeias

Had a dinosaur phase and pretended to be a dinosaur and spoke in nothing but roars (and only ate dino nuggets)

Had a custom Ghostbuster costume for Halloween and refused to wear anything else for bit after

Learned how to pick the non-keycarded locks by the age of 11

Was a notorious pickpocket of guests if bored enough, plenty of senators and academics visiting wound up as marks

Once openly discussed the macabre funeral practices of several cultures over dinner

Tormented family and agents alike when she received a Creepy Crawlers oven

And More

[governmentofficial]

The man was a child. He was a boy with too much power and not enough wordly experience to see how petulant he was being. Perhaps that was the point, though. Mycroft was aware that the King craved more freedom. He wasn't going to get it, of course, but it did give him a good idea of what his argument was going to be.

Before he got into the car himself, Mycroft spent a moment talking to the driver, asking him to both send word that the King had been safely retrieved and, as promised, to take the long route back. Once that was done, he got into the back and, thankfully, managed to resist rolling his eyes at the sight of the other man perusing the newspaper as if he hadn't just caused citywide chaos.

"Well then," Mycroft said as the car started to move, "would you like to explain you aim today? I promise to reserve judgement until you have finished your thoughts."

That was a lie. Mycroft would be judging the King with every single word he said. However, what he would do is avoid displaying those thoughts. Once the explanation was complete, he would also attempt to be gentle in his response - or, at least, as gentle as he could be while still ensuring that his undoubtedly sensible counterargument was understood.

With the hand off of his shoulder, the King made no comment or gesture for it, passing it off as a momentary lapse in judgement. Really though he knew that Lord Holmes had good reason to try and keep him close by and he wondered if he should be touched or worried that he felt concerned enough to break protocol for his little escape attempt. He imagined once they were either in the car or truly alone, he would be getting a very angry earful out of the public view where there couldn't be a 'scene'.

"One's thoughts -are often misunderstood -by those not under the -same restrictions." He commented regally, or so he believed as they walked towards where he supposed the car was meant to be. "If you will -grant me the --patience of your ear without -dismissing it as a -moment of madness, then I shall --tell you all." Except the names of those who had helped him but given his close friendship with his equerry it really wasn't a hard guess who had a hand in his escape.

Sure enough the car came into view and Albert knew his day out was over. He was miserable for being caught before he could get to Kew but he supposed that there were worse ways for him to have been picked up. At least Tommy had not literally sent out the cavalry looking for him. Though perhaps he had? Albert had no idea seeing as horses would struggle on the underground.

He moved for the car which the driver was sure to get out and open the door for him, heaven forbid he do such a thing himself. And with that he stepped inside and sat himself down as if he was not in deep trouble and his pick up was perfectly planned and expected. Albert even got to taking off his gloves and picking up a newspaper from the pocket at the back of the chair while he waited for Mycroft to join him.

[lolaleclerc]

so i made something..

[solitariusdeluna]

Casual reminder that it's Starrk and Lilynette's birthday month. uvu

[rielzero]

Ohh, so I was looking at my storage and found these! I originally shared them on twitter before yeeting the platform. Anyway, feel free to use! Art memes for your oc :D

[haniishu]

Broadway, Cotswolds, Worcestershire, England, United Kingdom

This wisteria drenched Manor House, outside Broadway, is the dream romantic Cotswolds getaway. ~ James Lloyd Cole

Broadway, Cotswolds, Worcestershire, England, United Kingdom

[littleguysdaily]

[paragonrobits]

some important calvin and hobbes facts in case you haven't read the original comic strip in a long time or only absorbed stuff on it from memes and out of context bits on here:

Calvin's last name has never been given, and neither has any of his parent's names. This was actually why his uncle Max only showed up for a brief storyline; the creator of the comic, Bill Watterson, ultimately felt that while it was fine to have him as someone for his parents to talk to, it felt far too awkward to never have Max refer to them by name and he never made a return appearance.

The general tone of the comic is fairly light-hearted, with a big emphasis on goofy slapstick comedy contrasted by clever wordplay and often surprising adult-centered jokes that'll hit you like a slap. A big part of the comedy is, as Watterson put it (paraphrased) "It's really funny to me when people express deeply stupid ideas with really fancy terminology." One notable example you might have seen is that one bit where Calvin asks his mom for money to buy a Satan-worshiping rock album and his mom replies that there's nothing genuine about them and they're just putting on the attitude for shock value, and comisserates with Calvin as he deplores that mainstream nihilism can't be trusted. He concludes that childhood is disillusioning.

There is a LOT of criticism of the extreme materialism and selfish mentality of the late 80s, when the comic was initially written. This may go a long way to explain how its aged so well; much of what it criticizes resonates well with people today.

Bill Watterson views comic strips a legitimate form of artwork, and repeatedly fought to have more space to draw more beautiful and artistic backgrounds, which was a very hard fight and unpopular even with other comic strip artists. He eventually did win some compromises and a lot of Calvin And Hobbes' artwork shows it, with the use of space to indicate time as well as a sharp contrast between the often plain environments of mundane life contrasted by the wildly beautiful imagery of Calvin's imagination (which often sports realistic depictions in an art shift of sorts).

Hobbes is explicitly not an imaginary friend, by word of Watterson himself. We don't know WHAT he is exactly, and Hobbes is apparently unaware of the strange nature of his reality; people look at him and only see an ordinary stuffed tiger plushie, but he has a tangible effect on the world that would be physically impossible for Calvin to do on his own. He's apparently been around for a while, and was apparently around when Calvin was a young baby.

On that note; Hobbes has implicitly killed (notably treated as both a gag and also with the vibe of 'he's a tiger, duh') and while he doesn't do it again on-screen, he doesn't have any moral issues about it. Calvin claims that he's never had trouble bringing Hobbes to school because the last time he did, Hobbes killed and ate a bully named Tommy Chestnut and simply comments that it was gross and he needed a bath. Calvin's tried to repeat this again, but Hobbes was grossed out at the thought having to eat a kid raw and not being allowed to use an oven first, or complaining that children are too fattening.

Hobbes became gradually less human-like in body language and more like an actual cat in both body language and behavior; this was due to Watterson drawing more inspiration from his cat, who also inspired a lot of Hobbes' running gags, such as pouncing on Calvin when he got home. Several years into the syndication of the strip, Watterson's cat passed away, and he did a tribute to her with a comic strip of the two of them agreeing to try to dream together so they can keep playing when they have to sleep; Watterson's commentary (if I recall right), remarks on his cat: "We can see each other again in dreams."

[beaft]

a small child came into the café today and asked to buy a chocolate truffle. he tapped a credit card on the reader and it did not go through, mainly because it was not a credit card but in fact a junior cinema pass. i gently explained he couldn't use that to buy things in shops and he looked so gutted that i was like "...but just this once you can have it for free, don't tell my boss though" he said thank you and walked out with his truffle and as he went i heard him chuckling to himself and saying "yes..... yes!!!!!" like the sickos comic

[aimasup]

Not enough people talk about how in-universe Bill is literally Satan

[governmentofficial]

"Make yourself comfortable. Nobody knows you're here but me." - Killian

Spy Sentences, Vol. 21

Mycroft's impression of Agent Beneventi was that he was a rather paranoid man. However, he also thought him to be professional, and he supposed that trait, rather than trust, was why he had agreed to meet Mycroft alone without the protection of anybody else knowing who he was seeing. Not that Mycroft planned to do anything to justify the other's paranoia, of course. He merely found the dynamic to be a mildly interesting one.

"Thank you," Mycroft said as he sat down. "I do appreciate the privacy."

He trusted Beneventi just as much as he suspected the man trusted him (which was to say, he didn't), but he accepted that the balance of probability when it came to him doing anything unwanted was low. There did not seem to be any motive for it, and the man didn't seem the type to do anything unexpected simply for the sake of it. That being said, Mycroft had made sure that there was a record of where he was and who he was meeting. Was that hypocritical of him? Yes, it most likely was, but he found himself lacking concern about that.

"You may have gathered that I have reason to doubt the loyalties of some of our colleagues.I believe there to be conspiracy afoot, and it will benefit you just as much as it will benefit me to ferret it out."

[imjustanauthor]

"We've got off on the wrong foot, haven't we?" for Jeremiah, from the Horned One :)))) @hvbris

First Meetings Sentences, Vol. 2

It was getting towards the end of Jeremiah's working day and, before returning to his cabin for a shower and some dinner, he'd decided to stop by one of the visitor centres to take advantage of the shop there. They'd just got some new pet products in, including bandanas for dogs that said 'Bark Ranger' on them. Picking one up for Dog was just too tempting to resist.

As he paid for the item, he noticed Dog begin to bark outside. That was odd. Jeremiah had left him in his car, and he was usually so good at staying quiet. If he was barking, that usually meant that somebody was bothering him.

Figuring it was rowdy kids knocking on the car window or something like that, Jeremiah hurried out of the shop. However, once he left the building, he noticed that this wasn't the case. Maybe whoever it had been had run off? That wouldn't be too unusual - Dog could be pretty intimidating once he was riled up.

As he started to walk towards the car, a voice towards his side stopped him. Usually, he'd ignore it, but for some reason, Jeremiah found himself pausing on the spot.

"Sorry, but I just got off duty, sir," he said, turning towards the stranger. "You'll have to ask another park ranger for help, or if you go into the visitor centre, the help desk is still open."

Dog, meanwhile, kept barking, getting more frantic with each moment that passed.

[gerrykeay]

did you know there's a day-by-day timeline of the plot in the dungeon meshi adventurer's bible and TODAY is when it all kicks off

happy falin gets eaten and the gang starts eatin' day :)

[gotchibam]

Chandelure ko-fi doodle for solar!