#wedding cruise

[helyiios]

this was literally sickening………………he’s holding him like he’s some kind of princess…?

[honestlyeddie-im-bi]

BTW, I fucking love how the closer we get to March 14th the more insane we look and sound.

The way things are going we will be visibly shaking by 7x01.

[thistableforone]

girlfriend effect but the girlfriend in question is tom cruise

[splash96]

[rainbowonice]

“I think the first cut was an hour and 15 minutes, and they had to cut it down to 42 minutes,” he says. “They had to trim everything down. There was stuff with Buck and Eddie singing karaoke, and even that got cut out.”

[thresholdbb]

Someone I haven't talked to in a while asked me what was going on in my life, and I just didn't have the words to explain

[scottishaccentsareawesome]

Val Kilmer and Tom Cruise have both dated Cher

(now you know)

[throwaninkpot]

Wen Ning is truly the bravest and strongest character in all of MDZS, for putting up with being a perpetual third-wheel to LWJ and WWX's gay nonsense.

[spikeisawesome456]

It’s been a while since I last posted a picture here, but I figured I’d share one now. :-D I’m currently on a cruise with my parents that they got as a sorta graduation gift for me (except that I’m fairly certain I failed my final exam so I’ve not technically graduated yet… oops). Either way, I decided to wear this pretty emerald green (that looks blue with the filters I put on it) dress that I got for less than $10 at a bin store. :-D

(Also, if anyone was unaware, a bin store is a store that has a bunch of bins of stuff that are all sold for the same price. Each day the prices decrease until restock day, when it restarts. My local bin store goes from $15, to $10, $7, $5, $3, then finally $1 before restocking. I either got this dress on the $10, $7, or $5, not sure. I also got my shoes for $1.50 at a close out sale for a Forever 21, so all in all my outfit’s a good deal, which I always love to get. ^-^)

[stopthatfool]

tom cruise picture hanging over my bed like some kind of angel. like some kind of religious symbol.

[marisatomay]

not NOW iphotos i don’t have time to think about the slurmobile at madonna’s wedding!!!

[yourqueenb]

It feels like Rules of Engagement as a series, but especially book 3, was specifically made for me because it’s about two of my favorite things — travel and weddings. And getting to replay it while I’m in the process of planning my own wedding is so much fun 😍

[july-19th-club]

i HAVE to be the sexiest cousin at the probably-very-boring swiftie wedding

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[averseunhinged]

i spent most of this week's fun writing time trying to wrangle my brain into finishing arranged marriage (the first part's done! i just need to let it marinate for a couple of days and use fresh eyes to make sure i've wrung most of the awkward out), but here's part of the new thing i let myself write as a little treat. i have zero plans for it other than, vaguely, shenansies.

Klaus retreated to the permanent privacy of his and Caroline’s spelled suite, a home décor must when your children were the world’s only tribrid, the last Heretic confirmed to still live, and the blackest witch since Dahlia herself had slithered the Earth, were prone to dropping by unannounced, and not at all inclined to limit their expressions of disgust at any indication of parental intimacy.

The first time Lizzie burst into their bedroom uninvited, the resulting chaos convinced him of the necessity of that. In the end, Hope managed to throw the much taller, squirming girl, still shrieking about her mother being defiled, over her shoulder and staggered all the way out of their house. Caroline had been tempting in nothing but an artfully draped bedsheet, cheeks flushed pink with her paroxysms of embarrassed laughter, but Klaus resigned himself to not bedding her without an appointment again until he could bribe Freya into warding it to hell and back.

Decades older, now, their children might be, but part of them would always stay as young as they appeared.

Collapsing onto the settee and sprawling out into the corner, he sipped his bourbon and pulled up contact information he had only very rarely had occasion to use over the years.

When she answered his call, it was in a hoarse, exhausted alto. “We can be at Heathrow in two hours.”

“Pardon me?”

“Yes, if you want me to fix whatever you or the girls have got yourselves into this time, Enzo is coming with me.” On the other end of the line, there was a rusting and shifting of mattress and linen and then the soft padding of the witch’s bare feet on creaking, old hardwood. “And I don’t care how much he provokes you. I don’t care how many times he hugs them or how many cutesy nicknames he uses. I don’t care how obnoxious he is, because if he truly steps over the line, you know Care feels remarkably little guilt about punching men in the dick.”

An understatement if there was ever one. Once, a visiting older vampire had, evidently, grown particularly weary of remaining among the reanimated and taken his chances in groping Caroline aggressively enough that his fingers had gone places she was of the firm opinion they did not belong. She’d punched him so hard; his genitals had been pulped. By the time Klaus got involved, he found her berating the man for his sartorial choices while grinding her stiletto into whatever was left. Not that he thought it an overreaction, but it was a tad hypocritical of her to object when he added the vampire to his decorative skull collection.

“So, Enzo isn’t staying home, and you’re not allowed to maim, torture, or kill him in any way, shape, or form.” There was the click of a light switch and then hushed, domestic noises: the clink of metal against metal, water poured, loose tea measured, the click of an electric kettle turning itself off. “Now, who’s the fuck up this time?”

That was fair, he supposed. After all, he’d never contacted the witch except in times of crisis. Caroline’s kidnappings had petered out over the years, and stopped altogether when the last coven to conceive of a supposedly foolproof plan hadn’t lasted past the attempted nabbing. Between Hope’s pathological distrust of witches, aside from her aunts and the twins—understandable, in Klaus’s opinion, given the circumstances of his daughter’s existence—the lingering remnants of Lizzie’s hero worship of her mother—again, understandable—and Josie’s slightly deranged loyalty to the parent who had spent decades trying to fix what Alaric had broken—bit of a pattern emerging—the girls could not be relied upon to have a reasonable response.

Caroline hadn’t even scolded them overmuch for not firing a warning shot before turning her abductors into smears of ash and blood. She’d never been the sort to get a kick out of her own kidnappings, unless she’d had a hand in planning them.

“Believe it or not, we currently number among us not a single fuck up. There’s no emergency.”

Bonnie set something glass down with a hard thump. “Why the Hell did you wake me up at 4:30 in the morning, then?”

“Well, I don’t exactly keep up to date with your itinerary, witch,” Klaus replied with ire to match. “You’re capable of ignoring a call when abed, are you not? Besides,” Klaus continued to avoid being hung up on, “the girls do need help. Urgently.”

She sighed and the sounds of her preparing her tea resumed. “Fine. What terrible ideas do I need to save them from this time? If they’re harassing Damon and Elena’s kids again, I want plausible deniability and am ending this call.”

“Worse.” Klaus slumped lower and gave his drink a despairing sip. “They’ve decided it’s Caroline’s and my fiftieth anniversary in October and have their little hearts set on a family destination celebration.” He let that sink in for a moment before finally arriving at the crux of the problem. “The entire family.”

“Shit.”

[prideenvylovehate]

thinking about a fic plot where everything is the same except that Tom and Greg had already met each other before the pilot, nine years ago. Greg was 20 and just about to finish his zoology major and Tom was 35, attempting baby steps towards the corporate world. and of course they have their issues then but they're lighter, more content, free-spirited, so to speak. it was only supposed to be weekend break, somewhere near the sea to chill, but then they meet, and kiss, and they're so astounded they end up spending one whole week together because it's just like a dream. then the harsh reality of the real world starts to call. and maybe there's a misunderstanding, they separate thinking they've been rejected by the other, they lose touch. the next time they see each other again is when greg shows up in logan's party, lost and in the need of a job, to come face to face to a very-much-committed-to-shiv tom, older, wilder, but still beautiful. still tom.