#scheduling dozens

[hyakunana]

Daily Hotel Krat: Lying in the cold hard ground

[rebelrainfall]

if my heart was a house (you'd be home)

silly little fluff fic for rebelcaptain fluffbruary 2024 day 12 : blanket

it's still firmly the 12th where i am! not late!

It's not a shock to see Jyn in his bed. Or, it shouldn't be. For the past five months she's been there more nights than she hasn’t, and he's tried his best to make it very clear just how welcome she is. He told her before he left this time that she could stay here, that he wanted her to stay here, and he’d hoped it would stick. Hoped she’d let herself have it. 

Cassian gets back early. Someone's happy to see him. Eventually.

[thebrainrotsreal]

Coping with the break with these two! Debbie and Olga for the WIN!

[severalowls]

Oh there was a trailer for a gritty crime romance turned modern-western revenge murder thriller except its lesbians starring Kristen Stewart at the cinema and I'm completely amazed that tumblr hasn't been going batshit about it. Love Lies Bleeding.

[meanscarletdeceiver]

Gordon: “Personally, I don’t see why we should all suffer again because Thomas has developed some sort of fixation with gaudily painted engines from the colonies—”

Nia: “Colonies? Kenya has been an independent republic since 1964, which is more than can be said for Sodor, so the less you have to say about ‘colonies’, the more you will shine!”

— FutureRust's Impossible Things, Chapter 7

[ambersky0319]

Yknow why im not really that stressed at my new retail job?

Everyone is nice and understanding and patient which is good bc its my first job

Customers are actually quite pleasant. there's been maybe two or three that I've seen be mildly rude, and I was not the one to deal w them lol

Even the managers check in like "hey howre you doing? how you holding up? are you liking the job so far?" which helps me remember what i DO like about the job. Also they will not tell people off for standing out back when doing trash rounds and smoking, just join the conversation

Everyone just jokes around and even during busy hours everyone mostly keeps up a good attitude even when away from the front where customers can see

One of my coworkers is trans and everyones okay w it. He uses they/them pronouns for me when I said I use any whereas people usually assume she/her. When a new hire was there yesterday, coworker introduced himself by saying "[name] he/him" and THE NEW HIRE WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT SAID "[name] also he/him"

Same coworker is also a furry and openly admitted to it. No one raised an eyebrow, another coworker just asked him questions about the beef going on with a particular furry in our city when he was complaining

[ohello0]

What are Boeing putting their planes together with?? Rubber bands and peanut butter? Hopes and dreams? Hot glue and masking tape?

Not sure what to do with myself knowing they spent time and resources assassinating a whistleblower instead of just like,,,, fixing their planes

[revumajiosu]

how do i help fill the rtvs mike tag with more content and clips without becoming that one weird freak that only posts about mike. i gotta find the balance

[every-sanji]

Woah this little project has been going on for 3 years now! A little crazy that I've managed to keep this thing running but I am nothing if not committed to the bit. Thank you to everyone who has been here since day one and everyone who has followed along more recently in this journey to post every single Sanji! Here's to three more years 🥂

[its-stupidhours]

happy valentine's day!!! here's a bit (read: basically a whole (albeit short) scene) from my "big smir fic" -- this was written a while back (I want to say some time last summer?) but I've been working on the fic again recently and this scene is in the chapter I've been focusing on and it is. disgustingly sweet. also it literally takes place on valentine's day. enjoy :)

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” Tanner said immediately. “Why?”

“I want to show you something.” Fir took Tanner’s hand and started leading him away. “Come on. It’ll be cool, I promise.”

“Ok?”

Fir dragged him back to the greenhouse, only to pause once they entered. “Wait, shit, I forgot it was a mess in here.” He chuckled sheepishly as he started tidying his lab. “Give me a minute, hold on.”

“Take your time.” Tanner occupied himself with walking around the workspace and inspecting the various ingredients and tools he came across. “I don’t think I’ve ever actually been in here before, so. At least, not since the curse broke.”

“Wait, really?” Fir glanced over at him with a smile. “Even better, actually. Sorry it’s not much, but—”

“No, it’s cool!” Tanner stopped walking, standing tall in the middle of the greenhouse. “It’s really cool.”

“Well, I’m glad you think so.” Fir finally finished his tidying up. He put his hands on his hips and looked over his slightly-cleaner lab with pride. “There we go! And now for the actual thing I wanted to show you.”

“Right, that. What is it?”

“A potion!”

“I’ve kinda guessed that at this point,” Tanner chuckled. “But what does it do?”

Fir shot him a sly smile. “You’ll see.”

He had prepared most of it beforehand, but there were still a few finishing touches to complete. Tanner walked over and looked over Fir’s shoulder as he combined two mixtures into a singular vial, then held the mixture tightly in his hands to warm it up. When he let go, the potion went from a light green to a bright, clear blue — then suddenly flashed pure black before finally settling as completely clear with waves of iridescence shimmering within.

"That should do it." Fir held the bottle up to the light and swirled it around a little, looking back at Tanner with a grin once he felt satisfied with what he saw. Tanner was still just staring, enraptured, at the vial. "Give me your hand?"

Tanner didn't move for a moment, unsure, but he slowly put his hand out nonetheless. "Ok?"

Fir gently held it in front of him. "Now, don't freak out…"

"You saying that makes me freak out more."

Fir chuckled. "Fair. But seriously, it shouldn't hurt, and it'll wash off after, don't worry. Just look."

And with that, he tipped the bottle over and poured the contents out on Tanner's hand. Tanner flinched at the sudden cool feeling, then stood, frozen, staring wide-eyed at his hand. As the potion ran down, almost like ink in the way it moved, it covered each spot it touched with invisibility. More revealed, then, than covered. Fir looked up and felt a spark in his chest at the sight of Tanner's face flooded with unabashed awe. It was a sight he would never get tired of.

"Oh, wow," Tanner whispered. He held his hand up — or, well, he held what appeared to be the stump of his wrist up, until he turned his hand over and the palm was once again visible. He laughed a little as he curled and uncurled his fingers over and over — invisible, then visible, invisible, then visible. "This is so cool."

Fir grinned proudly. "Yeah?"

"Oh, absolutely. It…" Tanner caught Fir's eye and grinned back. "The things you're able to do with magic… I've never even dreamed of something like this, it's amazing."

He held his hand up, watching intently as a drop of the potion ran down his arm, turning another streak transparent. Then he looked back up at his hand, turning it sideways to marvel at the line between invisibility and visibility. 

Fir just watched, unable to look away himself — not from the potion, but from Tanner. The soft curve of his absent-minded smile, how parts of his hair stuck together from the melted snow, the way his eyes would flicker up and down to track the potion; Fir drank in every detail he could without even realizing he was doing it.

“I have more,” Fir said after… some amount of time. He wasn’t really sure, and he didn’t really care.

Tanner’s eyes were glowing. “Really?”

“Of course, dude,” Fir chuckled. “That’s kind of my whole thing. The sink’s over by the door, by the way.” He turned back to his desk to look for the next thing he wanted to show off: the lighter potion that would allow him to make a flame with a snap of his fingers.

“Thanks,” Tanner said, “I’m almost tempted to not wash it off.” Fir could hear the water running; for a second that was the only sound in the greenhouse. “I thought you were working on your thesis, though? When did you have time for all this?”

“Oh, I mean, I am!” Fir gave a weary laugh. “I am pretty much constantly working on my thesis. I didn’t come up with the recipe for that potion from scratch, I learned it a long time ago from this, like, teen’s book of cool potions to show off to your friends. And, uh, I know you like magic, and I know you’re my friend, so I wanted to show it off to you! Take a bit of a break for an hour or so. My thesis can wait.”

Fir finally found it. He turned around to see Tanner staring at him with a — bewildered? conflicted? curious? — look on his face, the invisibility potion washed off and the sink no longer running.

“What?” Fir asked.

Tanner stared at him for a second longer, then smiled and shook his head. “I don’t get you sometimes.” There was a beat. “Thank you."

[rookflower]

do you have any results to share from the wc fan survey?

ive been busyyy sorry. I'll try to close it soon 😭

[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

LMAOOOOOO DO YOU GET IT GUYS!??!?! IT'S FUNNY BECAUSE THEY'RE BOTH NAMED CELESTIA AND THEY SWAPPED SPECIES!!!!!

[copper-skulls]

And lo and behold, as he straightened, he saw a glimpse of something a little odd in the treetops. Someone odd, perhaps.

Wing was nestled on a branch that definitely didn't seem thick enough to support him properly (though the skeleton and physics apparently disagreed), open book forgotten as he stared off towards the town square, gaze distant.

He made his way closer, not raising his voice than he absolutely needed to. "You want to dance."

Nothing.

"Wing." Gosh, he was somewhere else, truly. "Wing. Hey, Wing."

Finally, the skeleton startled in the funny little way he did when woken up, barely moving but visibly skipping a breath or two as his eye lights shone much brighter for a blink. Then they landed on him, and surprise gave way to confusion. "Grillby," he signed sheepishly few awkward moments later.

"Mind coming down. I can barely see you."

Wing facepalmed, knocking the book off his lap in the motion, and then it was a mad scramble of panicked movement at the end of which the skeleton somehow stood safe and unharmed on the ground, book safely stashed away in his unsafe inventory. How he managed things like that, Grillby had no idea.

"You want to dance?" He motioned towards the town square. At that, Wing brightened up, catching on what was wanted of him, before very quickly deflating.

"If I knew how, yes," he ended the sentence with a vague apologetic motion, looking off to the side "I've never danced before."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I… never had had anyone to dance with?" He shrugged. Not even barely convincingly casually.

Maybe he was shy that he didn't have a date? "Not even with a friend?" Oh sh— Grillby regretted that question the moment he finished it. Congratulations! You just made the lonely skeleton feel even worse. "Would you like to?"

Wing stared at the offered hand, jaw slightly ajar. Great save. Totally.

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hiii it has been three years since I've posted the first chapter of Two Deaths today and I'm not here lmao. Remember how I wanted to make a bigger drawing for this? Then I proceeded to get all weird abt drawing stuff for myself that took more than an evening for over a month straight and I'm still not quite recovered from that so that fell through. so I tried to get a cute writing wip out. It is now about halfway written and needs editing I don't have the brain for right now. So you get both a rough drawing and a rough bit of writing.

if you poke me around the 20th there's a high chance this is like actually semi-finished and just needs to get re-typed. so uh

god i've been writing td for three years. here's to TD quite possibly seeing me get a title or two before I finish it lmao

[dragonseeds]

well folks it's another happy daemon is losing his mind at harrenhal day!!

daemon tonight drinking whatever alys gives him as his mind unravels aksjsk

[syninplays]

Love being a mess because I literally just found out I converted stuff I had forgotten about lmao

[eurydicees]

walk of shame this and that well what about when you have to close the three dozen tabs you had open to do research for two paragraphs of a fanfic