#she's very good

[rebouks]

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[doorbell] Kian: Uh-.. sorry, I think I have the wrong address. Brynn: No, is right house. Kian: Oh, do I know you..? Brynn: Wait here. [Brynn shut the door after herself, leaving a bewildered Kian to stand outside] Kian: O-.. kay? Brynn: There is an unpleasant surprise for you on the doorstep. Wyatt: That creature-.. I’ll get the dustpan. Brynn: Mouses do not ring doorbells. … Kian: Can I come in? It’s freezing… Wyatt: It’s practically summer. Ellis: Babababaaa! Kian: Is that yours? [Wyatt scoffed, retrieving Ellis from the immaculate floor] Wyatt: What the hell possessed you-.. are you insane?! When did you get out? Kian: Relax! I got out on probation a few years back but it was only for a year, I’ve been a free man for a while now… I even hired a few private investigators-.. it’s all water under the bridge, no one’s watching me. [Wyatt somehow managed to scowl whilst dubiously raising a brow, surprised by his brother’s forethought] Kian: Sadie thought it best to check beforehand, you know how thorough she is. [Wyatt almost wanted to laugh, of course it wasn’t Kian’s idea] Kian: So, who’s this? Wyatt: Ellis. Kian: I didn’t expect you to have a child-.. and another on the way? Wyatt: People change. [Kian hummed condescendingly, as though he wasn’t convinced] Kian: And who’s the delightful woman that answered the door? Wyatt: You don’t recognise her? [Kian’s mouth upturned in a nonchalant shrug, not realising he was supposed to] Wyatt: She used to be a model-.. I presumed you might have seen her on TV or something. Kian: A model! Well, I suppose at least one of us landed on their fee-.. is that a cat?

[dhaaruni]

WELL I HEAR YOU WENT UP TO SARATOGA

[athousandmorningss]

I'm very into bowling lately. There's something philosophical about it as a practice. You do best when you mind your own lane eg: stay in your lane eg: worry about what you're doing and not the people around you. This is a difficult thing to do given the proximity of other players. It's so easy to compare, to look at the way another person plays and scoff at how much better they are than you. Or, you can look at them with intention: note the way they hold the ball or how they are able to hurl it with both intention and speed, and then try to mirror that in your own throw. It also involves getting out of your head. To say to yourself Okay, that throw sucked: that's alright. This one will be better.

I get better by being mindful about my breathing, considering where I place my feet, and doing positive affirmations. "you go this girl. c'mone girl!" I threw softer to begin with and instead now lob the bowl with intensity and an almost kind of anger. It feels good. A direct release.

I improve, I get better, and I can see it right there. Both in life and in this game.

[cowgirlass]

girlfriend who sends me mouse tf art randomly.

[dandelion-wings]

Loving Chiori's attitude with Ayato. :>

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

License to Kitty.

[sculien]

WHAT WE DO IN THE SHADOWS 6.09

[ghosted-jazz]

Soldier, Poet, Kings

Bonus wallpaper version with just Joel:

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Puppet is burden with knowing the truth,,

[regicidal-defenestration]

A bus is basically the classic thing to wait in the rain for

[andstuffsketches]

girl who lives in a cave

[itsajollyjester]

I love the covey girls so much (also im only halfway through the book so no spoilers please I beg)

[bacchuschucklefuck]

typical tavern scene

[astuteobservations]

When I couldn't keep your promise I broke your heart so I could break free

Blessed by Suki Waterhouse

[hinamie]

tiger lily

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The squad of all time has arrived on scene.