#seeing old friends

[belsasim]

After the delicious meal, Rayne asked the waiter to bring him the bill. "Oh, sir, the meal and drinks for your family are on the house, sir," the waiter shook his head. Rayne, not liking to take advantage of his modest celebrity status, in his turn, shook his head. "No please, that's not necessary, we are happy to pay for this delicious food." But the waiter smiled. "My boss insisted, sir. She will arrive shortly to meet you. Please, can I bring you some desert?"

Not wanting to make a scene and a little curious about this generous restaurant owner, Rayne nodded and looked around the table. "Still a little room for desert, everyone," he inquired.

In the background, a Sulani woman calmly approached. When she spotted the Dreamers, a smile appeared on her face. She cleared her throat and from a little distance, she said: "It's been a while, Rayne Dreamer." Rayne stood up from his seat and walked over to the mysterious woman. Her voice was familiar and although it took him a moment to recognise her, he exclaimed with enthusiasm: "Piper!"

Piper (smiling): "I knew you wouldn't forget an old friend, Mister Soccer Legend turned Secret Agent Hero." Rayne (blushing): "It's just me, Piper, nothing special. So, you own this restaurant now? I love what you've done to the place. (making a gesture at their table) We enjoyed our meal very much." Piper (waving at Rayne's family): "Thanks. And wow, you have a beautiful family there, Rayne. 4 children, my my. (winking at him) I wouldn't have taken you for a family man back in the day." Rayne (feigning being shot in the chest): "Auwch Piper! But yeah, fair enough... I wasn't." (looking back at his family) "Did some growing though." (putting 2 and 2 together) "So, Momo is your son?" Piper (a loving gaze in her eyes): "He's my firstborn indeed. He's fierce and strong, like his father. I have a little girl too. Neneh is the sweetest thing."

Rayne invited Piper to join their table for a while and Piper had a waiter bring her a chair. When the kids learned that Piper and their father were a little more than friends when they were teens, they bombarded her with questions about how their dad was as a teen.

Zinnia, a little quieter than her siblings, eventually mustered the courage to ask Piper the only question that had been on her mind the entire evening. "Mrs. Piper, ehm, I was, ehm, wondering... Where is Momo? I thought he would be here, as he invited us, you see." Piper exchanged a quick look with Rayne, then smiled at Zinnia. "He wanted to be here, dear, but he had forgotten that he was supposed to work." As Zinnia and the others gave her a confused look (work at the restaurant, no?), she clarified: "He's one of the best lifeguards on these islands, you see, and some tourist group had hired him specifically for an activity on one of the private beaches some islands away."

Zinnia nodded and plastered a smile on her face. "Oh, I see." She was a little impressed that he was so sought after though.

[ya-what--ya-erster]

I've had some pretty rough patches in my life, and even with the ones that are long passed, I still struggle with those rough patches.

Each of those rough spots tend to have a person assigned to them, the person who struggled/struggles through the same thing with me.

It's so amazing to see that person smile a real, big smile, unprompted from something on the outside. Just them smiling because they're happy.

But it also sucks, because I'm not. I'm still hurt too bad to smile like that. I still beat myself up and hurt and hurt and hurt.

So even though I'm happy for those people, I'm also jealous. Maybe even a little bit bitter. Because they seem to manage it so well, seem to have gotten past it.

And I'm still stuck.

[eosofspades]

i didn't have "i'm broken" teenage asexual angst i had "i'm literally being the only reasonable one about this concept and the rest of you are behaving like fucking freaks" perception issues

[christadeguchi]

i'm picking him up like he's loot dropped on the dungeon floor for being too annoying and putting him in my pocket

[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

characters belong to @canisalbus

[indigonite]

The Golden Trio

The Percy Jackson series is out so it’s time to revisit old classics

[cracklewink]

Harmony Syndrome Part 5/5

The last chapter of my mlp infection AU! Thank you to everyone who followed along. Some final thoughts on my twitter @cracklewink if anyone's interested : )

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[edlucavalden]

Oh my god.. this post was cooking i had to..

[heartorbit]

find another role, carry on the show

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Council of lovefools.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[fictionadventurer]

I love libraries.

I'm browsing the WWI shelves (as you do) and notice a very old book about the war. I glance at the first pages that talk about how one day the war will be over and we'll look at this place and not see any signs of the battlefield.

Then it hits me. And I check the publishing date.

This book was printed before the war's end. Not written. Printed. The physical object was created in 1918, while the war in question was raging and the end was as yet uncertain.

Now I'm standing on the other side of the apocalypse, with this physical link to that era in my hands. I'm living proof that the war did end and life did go on and we can all look at the end of the world as a long-ago memory.

Reading old books is cool enough, connecting our minds and hearts through the ideas of people who lived long ago, but there's something extra profound about holding a copy of the book that comes from the time that it was written. It's a physical link between the past and the present connecting me to those long-ago people. A piece of the past come into the future that gives me the chance to almost take the hand of some long-ago reader, to hold something they could have held, connecting not just mentally but physically to their era, a moment of connection across more than a century.

Excuse me while I go weep.

[slymanner]

hurt my heart why dontcha.

[markscherz]

Look at this friend I made on my way home the other day! What a glorious creature! So gracile and smooth! Truly a peak being. What a privilege it is to share this time in Earth’s history with creatures like this.

[valc0]

Trying to pull a "first gay kiss in Doctor Who history" is so funny. First of all, the Third Doctor and the Master kissed with tongue–

[everysongineverykey]

good omens the book, 1990: see, queen is so ubiquitous in london these days that if you leave a tape in a car for too long, it'll inevitably morph into a best of queen tape. which is why their megahits are playing in crowley's bentley all the time! isn't that a funny and topical joke?

good omens the show, 2019-2023: yeah crowley's car has a hands-free call system and also only plays cassette tapes. yeah it's whatever don't think about it. what's an incredibly earnest and passionate queen love song we can play during this scene where crowley tries urgently to reach aziraphale