#she just.

[fjordfolk]

I would say that Troj has spent Christmas learning the concept of stealing, except it's not so much stealing as it is helping herself to things she doesn't realize aren't hers?

Got up one morning, let the dogs into my mother's living room, came in a few minutes later to find Troj snuffling on the couch. The other dogs casually dispersed. Cookie tray on the table noticeably thinner than the night before. I realize belatedly that Troj is CHEWING and confiscate the soggy end of a krumkake, at which point my mother comes in, and we begin to discuss possible culprits, as the only known thief in the household is Sparta and Sparta is, for once, looking fairly innocent.

As we go through our options (Sparty but sneakier than usual, Melis but a bit short to reach the table, not Luna as she wouldn't eat it if you fed it to her, Troj has never taken anyting off my plate ever) Troj looks at me. And my mother. And the cookie tray.

And she very, very slowly she puts her paw on the table.

I tell her NO.TROJA.DOWN. and she backs off. And looks at me. Flicks her ears. And then she slowly. Deliberately. Tries one more time.

[tuxedo-rabbit]

Me: I'm just going to add 1 more mod to my game. I dont want to overdue it!

Me 5 minutes later: I mean, what damage can 10 more script mods REALLY do?

[dykeseinfeld]

i should be allowed to call in sick to work with a case of gideon nav

[flowerflamestars]

Effloresce snippet

Hands clasped perfect- it was perfection or screaming, she just needed to hold on, just needed to keep herself steady, Nesta needed time- Elain stared back. “Why what, Feyre?” “You,” Feyre wiped her pink nose, even her flush a thing of otherworldly, rosy exquisiteness, “You’re so angry. You won’t- you won’t let anyone help. Won’t- what you said to Rhys, what you did to Mor- we’re all on the same side, Elain.” Feyre made a horrible little noise, threw up her hands, “You wouldn’t even bring Nesta to her bedroom.” Something in Elain cracked. Her bedroom. Feyre had come to their home, to where they’d built all the while a place for her, and refused it. Slept in a cold unmade room, under the eye of some monstrous High Fae Lord, who’d told her she was the one in danger. That Feyre, an Archeron, was not safe on her own blood-sworn estate, the only bit of their birthright that could ever have saved them. It was all gone now. Everything was gone, and here Feyre was- perfect, immortal, unhurt, weeping- not asking where the hundreds of humans they were responsible for had landed. If the guards, under her own damned Court, had survived.

No, she wanted to know why Elain would reject the absurd hospitality they’d been shown. Three damned rooms, in three different gods-damned wings.

It might as well had been audible. Elain felt like the furrow should have been visible, hot blood streaming from her chest. Not blood- not simple heat- fire, alive, incandescent. Red ruddy blooming gold behind her eyes, a thousand withering blossoms overtaken into something beautiful too. It was not unlike holding, wearing that crown- it was a rupturing, utter magic, to just feel what she’d been feeling and let it out. “Nesta,” Elain kept her motion slow, precise, standing to back toward Lucien, away, safe, in control, “Told you exactly what would happen. I told you. We are not on the same side, Feyre. Do you understand?” “Hybern,” Feyre’s voice pitched, half a shout, “Will kill us all. We need to stand united. Rhys”- “Rhysand,” Lucien interrupted, all a forest shadow, suddenly both so dark and so bright he was impossibly to look away from.“Is not our High Lord.” “He saved my life.” “What part,” Fae and then some, a hiss of temper, Lucien right at the end of his rope, firelight seething off his skin with no clear source, air stinging with something harsher than smoke, “Of saving you, were the drugs, Feyre? Did he save you, by having you stripped bare before crowds? What does it cost you, to be the face of a war he cannot win? Has he not humiliated you enough?”

[puppyeared]

filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^

[inbabylontheywept]

so once me and my wife were watching a documentary where a snake ate like a million eggs. that snake just went to fucking town on eggs. and the snake made the eggs look so good that i kept thinking about it, and thinking about it, and thinking about it, and eventually it was 11pm and i ran out of willpower and decided to eat one (1) singular raw egg just to prove to myself that the snake was surely a liar.

the snake was not a liar. texture is like, super important to me and raw eggs are very Texture so i had another one, and then another one, and then another one, and eventually i ran out of eggs.

i had like, fifteen raw eggs.

i didnt really know how to explain this momentary madness to my wife, so my Plan was to put all the eggshells into a grocey bag, and then throw that grocery bag in the dumpster, and if she never noticed that would be Excellent and if she noticed immediately i could lie and say that the eggs went bad.

except i cant lie very good, and of course with murphys law being such, i got salmonella.

so i threw up a lot and my wife asked me what poisoned me so and i tried very hard to dodge the question but i was oozing shame like oil from a room temperature cheese and eventaully i gave in and told her everything and to her enormous credit she was more flabbergasted than actually upset. she did make me promise to not eat any more raw eggs, which i have stuck to, and she gives me weird looks during nature documentaries now as if desire was the only thing keeping me from eating thousands of pounds of krill anyway i made a joke earlier about being able to eat my age in eggs and my sister in law in law made a drawing to comemorate the moment and also because it was my birthday. she's excellent. thank you 10000000% @cintailed. you should all visit her page and admire her work.

[housederiva]

My housemate's cat came into my room while my dictation was on...

[time-woods]

Accessorize ! Accessorize ! Accessorize !

based off of how my dad got his ears pierced))

[swan2swan]

Whoever conceived and animated this moment, I hope they're doing well and thriving. This is S-rank romance stuff here.

[mountainshroom]

If she has no fans call the ambulance cause I am dead

[happyheidi]

𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗎 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝖺𝗒 ♡

𝗏𝗂𝖺: 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗅_𝗓𝗈𝗈

[hamsternamedmarinette]

Italian microaggressions

[churroach]

Full of Desires

[kensatou]

i'll let phie-san say it:

[frankierotwinkdeath]

Y’all want Taylor Swift to be gay so bad but you won’t even write femslash about her