#to show to Jules

[extemporaneousmusings]

20/7/24

Today I:

-finished re-reading a Very Good book. i love re-reading Good books and discovering new things every time, regardless of the genre or whether it's for fun or for my research (this was for research. it was trying to create theoretical frameworks for analyzing consumption of luxury goods [pots pots pots obvs] :D)

-riffed on a smitten kitchen chickpea stew recipe for dinner and it was fantastic. jules made a pepitas and parsley pesto that was absolutely the star of the show

-whipped egg whites by hand to prove to myself that I'm It. This recipe has been open in my tabs for weeks and I finally made it today! It's fucking incredible tbh!!! (but i am admittedly a HUGE lemon fan) It even made me text my high school best friend to catch up bc we used to make lemon curd tarts together all the time

[pinktinselmonstrosity]

i love it when they let jules be insane too

[mytardisisparked]

The reason Psych is the Important Show of All Time is because it said "friendship is the MOST important thing." Like, yes, the romances were good but the show spends even more time emphasizing and developing the friendships and that's why it rocks. Lassiter and Juliet love and support each other unconditionally without even the slightest whiff of romance and it is SO. REFRESHING. When Juliet almost dies, Lassie sacrifices his favorite gun to save her without any hesitation. He's the one there to hold her while she cries. She's his confidant. She leaves everything she knows behind so he can chase his dream of being chief without reprocussion. That's a deep, wholesome kind of platonic love. They also never had Shawn be jealous of how close Jules and Lassie are - instead, in the final episode, we see Shawn thanking Lassie for loving and supporting Juliet. We simply don't do that jealousy crap here. Lassie and Jules are best friends and that's an excellent thing. And then there's Shawn and Gus. Those characters are narratively and physically inseperable. The show makes it VERY clear that, without the other, neither one is complete. They balance each other and exacerbate each other's hijinks at the same time. They're closer than close and everyone around them just accepts it. It's just the way those two dumb boys are and no one is going to try to get between that. And then, of course, SO many friendships develop over the course of the show. Lassie and Shawn form a begrudging friendship eventually. Juliet and Karen end up bonding more than I think either expected. Friendship is the beating heart of this series and it's presented in a way that is unique and fun and I just don't see a lot of other shows that do it like Psych did.

[moylis3]

bro changed the subject upd: lassie`s version

[artofdoubt]

JULES MILLIN and MIKA YASUDA Grey's Anatomy 21.08 Drop It Like It's Hot

[rhfffas]

real sapphic representation here

[loucifersbitch]

8x04 episode coda

“Hey,” Tommy said when Buck walked through the door, pulling him in and placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Hey.” Buck smiled, resting his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder briefly. “What’s all this? It smells amazing,” he said, walking over to the stove to peek into one of the kettles.

Tommy slapped his hand away before he could lift the cover, Buck squawking in mock offense.

“It’s nothing big,” he said, picking up a wooden spoon to stir something in a sauce pot. “I thought you should have a nice homemade meal to come home to after the week you’ve had,” he added with a shrug. He was trying to seem nonchalant, but Buck wasn’t buying it, eyebrows shooting up.

“Uh huh. And what’s the actual reason for all this?”

Tommy huffed a laugh, not looking at Buck as he continued to give all of his concentration to the stovetop.

“Do I need a reason to cook a nice meal for you?”

“No, but - I don’t know, Tommy,” he started, moving over to lean against the counter next to his boyfriend. “This seems like - like too much.”

Tommy finally looked at him, setting down the spoon and placing his hands on Buck’s waist.

“Evan,” he said, his tone almost a reprimand, “there is no such thing as too much when it comes to you. I like doing things for you. I know you’ve had a hard time dealing with Gerrard at work and worrying about Hen and Karen and their daughter, but that’s all over now. Bobby’s back, and Mara is home, and I get to see you be happier again. So I wanted to celebrate a little. Okay?”

Buck ducked his head then looked shyly up at Tommy. He felt cared for in a way he hadn’t since his childhood.

“Okay,” he said. “Thank you, Tommy.” He placed a kiss next to Tommy’s mouth, right on one of the dimples he loved so much.

“You’re welcome. Now, can I get back to my sauce before it burns?” he asked, that smile tugging at his lips.

“Y-yeah, of course.” 

Tommy began stirring again, and Buck couldn’t help but watch the way Tommy’s muscles shifted beneath his henley. Muscles he would get to enjoy later, he knew.

“Would you drain the pasta for me?” Tommy asked, breaking into a smirk when he noticed Buck staring.

“Sure, I think I can manage that.”

Resting a palm on Tommy’s hip, he reached around to the other side to grab the colander, making Tommy chuckle. He drained the pot of pasta - “Did you make fresh spaghetti?” - he let Tommy take over, tossing the pasta in the sauce. Buck moved on to opening a bottle of wine and pouring two glasses before sitting at the table as Tommy walked over.

“Bon appetit,” he said, setting a heaping bowl in front of Buck. “Spaghetti all’Arrabbiata.”

“Wait,” Buck said, suddenly struck. “Is this your Nonna’s recipe? The one you made the first night we - ?”

“It is,” Tommy said, shrugging.

“Tommy, are you sure there’s nothing going on?”

“Why are you suspecting something?” Tommy asked, taking a sip of his wine.

“This all feels - I don’t know. Something feels different.”

Tommy sighed, dropping his head. When he looked up again, his eyes were glinting with something Buck couldn’t decipher at first glance.

“I was trying to be so subtle, but you never miss anything, do you?” Tommy asked, holding out a hand for Buck to take. It felt like Tommy wasn’t done speaking, so Buck waited him out for a few moments. “After dinner, I was going to sit you down and talk with you for a while. Catch up after not seeing each other for a few days. But you’re too smart, too perceptive.”

“Tommy -”

“Move in with me.” It wasn’t a question, but it was a request all the same.

Buck was speechless for a moment, processing the idea that Tommy wanted to live together.

“I - Tommy, it’s been six months. Are you sure you want me around all the time? Always in your space? All my things taking up residence here?”

“Yes, Evan. I want you around all the time. Every day. I want to go to sleep next to you every night and wake up to your snoring every morning.”

“I don’t sno-”

“And I want all of your things here,” Tommy pressed on. “I want your clothes in the closet and your dishes in the kitchen and your fancy bath towels in the linen closet.”

“Tommy, this is big.” 

“I know. But I know this is what I want. Every day I come home, and it feels like something’s missing. And I realized that that something is you. I want you, Evan. You’re home to me now.”

Buck couldn’t stop himself from surging forward, pulling Tommy into a searing kiss.

“You’re absolutely sure about this?” he asked. At Tommy’s insistent nod, he said, “Okay. Yeah, let’s do it.”

“Great.”

Neither of them could seem to stop smiling.

[starfish-spencer]

Just wanted to bring attention to Lassie's list of Do's and Don'ts for shark-fishing because it's really funny:

Don't foul language the shark

@iceeericeee @arrowheadedbitch @therealstonks

[loosethreadsofyoursoul]

[forecast0ctopus]

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[extemporaneousmusings]

7/10/24

Today I:

-was able to work outside for most of the day! it was absolutely beautiful fall weather! it rained for like 2 weeks straight and getting the sun back this weekend was great and today was glorious

-felt good getting started working on all the plans I spent last week parsing out for myself. I confirmed some things with friends, re-read some documents, and made progress on all of my big projects

-set up my notion to-do lists through my trip at the end of the month including all my various deadlines before then

-cheered H on as she submitted a full draft for final approval ahead of her anticipated defense in two weeks time. I'm so proud of her!

-spent a nice half hour sitting in the dark outside meal planning and talking w/ Jules. I think I'm going to have to get used to sitting outside in the dark in the evening, since it gets darker soo much earlier here

-am going to end my day with a fic and some light yoga

[popchoc]

I knew you couldn't do it, so... didn't want her to be alone.

[elderwisp]

◁ || ▷ now playing

Taryn: I like how you say my name.

Julian: I’ll say it as much as you’d like. Taryn.

Atlas: Taryn. 

Taryn: [ internally ] I liked the way you said my name. The ever so subtle accent, you never lost that, did you? You were always one to hang onto the past. I wish I remembered who I was before you but now I feel like I’ve broken apart into separate fragments, trying to piece together what I’ve got left. You told me I’d be enough, why didn’t you let me try? This feels all wrong. Tonight I was supposed to forget, to move on like you asked. Then again I never stood a chance because every moment I looked up at twilight, I was reminded by you. The man who became the night. [ whispers ] You deserve someone good, Jules.

[julietsbody]

luke castellan with a girly prissy spoiled brat gf!! you never leave his side, not when he’s training, not when he’s in the dining hall, not when he’s off doing things he shouldn’t be. typically, luke would worry about someone spreading the word if they saw what he was doing in the dark, but you’re just too stupid to even notice. batting your mink lashes at him, glossy bottom lip tugged underneath your top teeth as you watch him take things he shouldn’t, that concentrated yet cruel smirk laying on his lips. 

you could be the sweetest, dumbest thing he had ever met— but you could also be his worst nightmare. you’re so addicted to him, your freshly manicured nails pawing at him as he’s fully immersed in something else. luke always has so much on his mind to think about, but he’s never been able to since you came into his life. eating up all his money, constantly begging him for attention, clinging to him like your life depends on it. 

you’re just so spoiled. he gives you everything you could ever ask for, the camp constantly stacked up in your packages because of how much online shopping you do with his card!! it truly becomes too much when his side of the hermes cabin starts looking like sephora and victorias secret had threw up everywhere. you made everything so messy, and whenever he frowned at you, telling you to clean it, you’re stomping your pink vintage prada heels and pouting, “butbutbut!! ‘ts too much work..” 

he just sighs softly, pinching the bridge of his nose, “y’know what, ‘kay— ‘m gonna clean it, but you gotta be more mindful with your stuff, princess.” 

and you’re just dumbly staring up at him with those dolly eyes, barely listening to a word he even says, and he just knows it went through one ear and out the other, his room would be messy within a few hours after cleaning it.

[switch-bladefights]

i just watched psych 2x01 and shawn and gus performance of shout you are EVERYTHING TO ME

[tomorobo-illust]

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A big project I have been slowly chipping away at since last year and FINALLY completed in time for @freckledsaint's birthday gift! This whole thing was inspired by @jorongbak and their fantastic Dragonball + That 70's Show quote fusion [ check it out here ]

Characters: Erik Westergaard (King of the Southern Isles), Kristina Westergaard (Queen of the Southern Isles), Emil Westergaard ( 9th Prince of the Southern Isles, the fashion designer/seamstress ), Jules Westergaard ( 2nd Prince of the Southern Isles, has had enough with everyone ) ; created by @freckledsaint

BG: Emma (2020), Disney Tangled Series

Outfits: Disney Tangled Series, Phantom of the Opera Takarazuka

Quotes: That 70's Show