#what absolute bullshit

[skateboardtotheheart]

netflix is the worst and i am greatly upset and i know that you all are too, so have this cute little thing i wrote a while back and finished this morning to help cheer you up

just a sweet little moment between the boys while their not on a case <3

crossposted to ao3 here

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For the Rest of Our Afterlives

When Edwin turned to look at Charles, the other was already looking at him, a smile playing on his lips. 

Edwin furrowed his brow. 

"What?" he questioned, shifting in his desk chair, sitting up a little straighter. But Charles just smiled wider in response, scooching from his usual spot on the edge of the desk so he was closer to Edwin. 

Edwin swallowed as Charles leaned in, that ridiculous, gorgeous smile getting closer to him. Edwin bit his lip, trying to hide his own smile that was growing to match. 

"Stop that," he mumbled. 

Charles had one hand resting on the opposite side of the desk from where he was sitting, supporting himself as he was now leaned so far into Edwin's space their faces were only inches apart. Charles only raised an expectant eyebrow in response to Edwin's weak, non-committal protest, fully aware of the way Edwin so easily melted under that gaze of his. Fully aware of how convincing his smile truly was.

"I cannot stand you," Edwin claimed, even as he leaned in as well, letting his smile show. Charles let out a laugh, and the last thing Edwin saw was Charles smug look before he gave in, closing his eyes as he pressed their lips together. He could feel the way Charles was smiling against his mouth, struggling to maintain the kiss. Still, as it always was, it was perfect to Edwin. 

"Can't stand me, then?" Charles teased when they separated again, using his free hand to brush some strands of hair off Edwin's forehead. 

When the two of them pulled apart, Charles smug look had been replaced with something so much softer, fonder. It was a look Edwin knew would have had his heart beating out of his chest were he still alive. One he still couldn't quite believe was directed at him- couldn't believe that Charles was giving him. Yet here they were, sat in the office of their detective agency, and Charles Rowland, his dearest friend and most important person in the world to him, was looking at him with more love in his eyes than Edwin could ever know what to do with. Instead, he simply leaned forward again, stealing another short, sweet kiss from his partner's lips. 

"Correct," Edwin claimed through another kiss, smiling as Charles bumped their noses together. 

"See, I'm thinking something different, yeah?" 

The smug look was coming back, but Edwin couldn't bring himself to be bothered by it, resting his hand on the arm Charles had supporting himself, playing with the bracelets on his wrist and relishing in the way Charles shivered at the feeling of Edwin's fingertips lightly tracing over his skin. 

"And what would that be, Detective Rowland?" 

Charles turned his hand over, clasping his with Edwin's as he sat straight up again to prevent himself from falling over. Perhaps instinctually, Edwin rolled his chair ever so slightly to follow Charles' movement, staying right in the other boy's orbit.

"I think," Charles began with a smirk, raising Edwin's hand to press a kiss to his knuckles, "that you like me." 

Edwin pursed his lips in effort to hide his smile. "Now I have no idea where you may have ever gotten an impression like that." 

"Yeah?" Charles asked smugly.

Edwin hummed, "Truly. Can't stand the sight of you. Leave now, before I. . ."

Whatever he'd planned to end his sentence with-  some empty threat that probably would have had Charles laughing- was lost to the universe as Charles kissed his knuckles again, his palms cradling Edwin's hand so gently, so reverently. He touched and looked at Edwin as though there was nothing more important in the world.

"Before what?" Charles prompted, his voice low and sweet as he hold Edwin's hand to him, tucking their joint palms against his chest, right where his heart would've beat. 

"Before I. . ." Edwin sighed out, an end to his threat still lost somewhere, escaping him. Truly, only Charles Rowland could make him lose his words, his every thought. Edwin stood from his chair, moving closer as Charles instinctively shifted his legs to allow Edwin to step into the space between them. 

"Before I fall in love with you, and remain that way for the course of the rest of our afterlives - for forever." 

The joy that shone on Charles' face was unmatchable. It seeped from his skin, bones, and very soul, filling the room around them and engulfing Edwin. He'd do anything to keep that look on Charles forever.

"Bit late for that, innit?" Charles inquired softly, still playing along with their little game. "I seem to remember something about some stairs."

Edwin huffed out a laugh. 

"Right. Well, then, I suppose it is already too late. You have bewitched me body and soul."

Charles had always, for as long as they'd known each other, loved listening to Edwin read to him. Nearly anything they could get their hands on. Jane Austen had always been a favorite of Charles, though he knows the boy would never admit it. Recently, Niko had shown them the films based off of her works - Charles had loved those just as much.

"And I love, I love, I love you," Charles finished happily, and Edwin gave a pleased hum.

"I love you, my dear Charles. . . Even when you do distract me from my work." 

A laugh burst from Charles as he gave a squeeze to Edwin's hand.

"Pretty sure looking into the magical properties and medicinal effects of. . . whatever plant it was can wait."

"Crystal wanted-"

"Crystal was asking an open question just out of curiosity. You're the one turning it into a research project."

Edwin frowned for a moment, looking down at the books on his desk. 

"Hey," Charles interrupted any thoughts jumping to his mind, squeezing his hand again."I'm not saying don't do it. It's properly sweet of you and she'll appreciate it. I'm just saying, maybe Crystal doesn't need an answer today, yeah?" 

Edwin hummed, "I do suppose you're right."

Charles let out a pleased sound, "I usually am, mate."

Edwin didn't bother even responding to that.

"Now come on. I wanna lay on the sofa and love you for the course of the rest of our afterlives."

Edwin let out a laugh, allowing himself to be pulled away from his desk and towards the little sofa in their office. Charles truly was right - when he had the love of his afterlife looking at him like that, everything else could wait.

[castametric]

brownies punish you for your hubris more than any other baked good ever could

[peppermintfables]

The human brain is so stupid. Had a mild breakdown over a uni problem and just couldnt get to the answer, no matter what I tried, then simply remembered that I am capable of solving problems and found the answer almost instantly

[vizthedatum]

People honestly need to break up with me when they realize they can’t put in effort into a relationship with me anymore. Or communicate things they used to do that they’re not doing anymore. Or maybe how they don’t believe I’m X heath condition instead of playing stupid-ass semantics games (besides, if that’s really how hard you “believe” me - then it’s just unacceptable).

[notthisway]

They really went and made Din incompetent just to give Bo Katan the dark saber on a technicality. Fuck this season man.

[egophiliac]

I'm trying to avoid getting spoiled so I haven't looked up what's happening in the Jp server's main story, but for my own sanity I need to ask; is the story at a point where we know whether Lilia will get better/survive his almost-empty magic reserves..? Was it a true death flag from the start or only a plot device for malleus' overblot....?

not yet! I do think they're going to get back to it eventually, but -- keeping it as low spoilers as possible -- there's been...let's just say a LOT going on in the meantime.

enjoy 7-6!!! :)

[slutforpringles]

Yeah, it was a strange one the way it played out. To be honest, the more I've spoken to some of the parties involved and the more has kind of emerged, the less clear it's got actually how it's been handled, which I'd like to say is unusual in Formula One. Maybe it's not because people don't always act in F1 with their true intentions upfront. But I think the way you described it as [Daniel] processing it in real time and learning it at the same time as us, I think it's pretty much how it happened. The key thing was that Ricciardo was aware that something was going on. He's not immune to speculation. He tries not to engage with it too much, but obviously either he or the people around him are feeding him the main things. He knew that there was a deadline approaching for a decision, which primarily he thought was all about 2025. The main thing that changed was going into the Singapore weekend, the speculation had intensified that it could be about right now, a change right now. But when they went into the Singapore weekend, I know there's been a few reports and claims and counter claims around this, Helmut Marko, for example, has said that Riccardo did know because Lawson had known for two weeks already. But I don't think that's true. Bear in mind, Marko has been saying at various points this year that it could be Ricciardo's last race … I was on the phone to someone close to Riccardo last week and he joked that 'we've been sacked since April, so this hasn't really come out of the blue', that's what they've been dealing with. But I think what happened was that Ricciardo took control of the narrative over the course of the Singapore weekend. As far as I can understand, the best I can make out, nobody told Riccardo explicitly, this is your last race, we will be replacing you after this. He knew that there was a very, very good chance, probably 99% chance he was losing his drive for Lawson for the following year. And then there started to be more and more noise about it being a change for now. But he had been told during the summer break that he was good for the rest of the season, basically. So I think he was reacting to the speculation. Nobody gave him an absolutely explicit, this is 100% done and we are going to confirm that Lawson's in and you're out. So Riccardo went into the Singapore weekend saying everything he said on the Thursday, which was, you know, I wouldn't bet my house on being here at the end of the year, but that's what I expect. As far as he was aware, it was all about 25, nothing else, blah, blah, blah. But then through the weekend, you saw that change. You know, he was kind of as you said, processing it, the speculation was more intense than ever. Some of the broadcast, like the Sky Sports F1 stuff was very much laying it on thick that they understood this was his last race, etc etc. And I think Riccardo just rolled with that and just went right, Red Bull aren't going to do anything here, they're not actually going to make this official. I need to act like this is my last race weekend because I think this is going to be my last race weekend. And if I don't do it, no one's going to do it for me, which is a really sad way for it to have played out, but it just speaks to how confusing this whole mess has been.

Scott Mitchell Malm discussing how Daniel's Singapore exit was handled by Red Bull and the subsequent false media narratives that have since emerged from various players involved.

via: The Ringer F1 Show

[my-hyperfixations]

Me after seeing Dazai and Chuuya find Fyodor’s dummy:

[virgothozul]

I don’t talk nearly enough about part5 and Mista. He’s my comfy dummy, bless this lil silly man. (wdym we’re talking about a mafia dude who does t0rtur3 and mur43r for a living)

[cheecats]

In light of how grossly disrespectful and dismissive some (not all) DC voters have been, here is something for a lovely lady who deserved better. [X]

[demadogs]

some of you need to hate ai way more than you currently do

[stars-n-kites]

im honestly really loving how much the taz abnimals episodes feel like a cartoon show. like so much of the pacing, tropes, humor, are so true to kids action cartoons, which makes it extremely fucking funny to me when the pcs come in with the absolute clownshoes energy they possess and barely manage to stumble their way through typical action cartoon shenanigans

[chiyana]

Bruce: now, for the last part of this meeting

Dick, Jason, Tim, Stephanie, Damian, Cass, and Duke: ?

Bruce: -turns around to bring up a power point presentation, the title card of which just reads 'Please Be Normal About Tim'-

Bruce: -turns back around-

Bruce: ...Tim why are you the only one still here

Tim: I just like power point presentations

[azureblooet]

Ok loop nation, for another funny i think it would be really funny if Siffrin didn’t recognize Loop when they appear in a human form. Like their hair is longer and everyone else in the party is like “woah why is this sif twin here” their mouth is covered cause they keep smiling with only their eyes and they have the hat but with different clothes

Like they show up and

Loop: *in serious voice* “Hello Siffrin. It’s nice to see you again.”

Siffrin:*genuinely* “oh I’m sorry do know you?”

Loop: *now talking normally and pulls down scarf* “Are you shitting me Stardust?”

Siffrin: “WAIT LOOP?!”

Loop: “YES YOU IDIOT I HAVE YOUR HAT AND AM COVERED IN STARS WHO ELSE WOULD IT BE!?”

Also the more star imagery human loop has the funnier this is.

Put this in your fics it would be funny >:3c

[sparring-spirals]

Listen. Smartypants Society? Fuck yeah. I'm going to come clean and admit that I am one of those people that kind of enjoys public speaking/ presentations, and in turn loves seeing people who are Good At Public Speaking/Presentations and enjoy it do their thing. Tricks of timing and emphatic delivery and precise rhetoric and structured argument construction all delivered with charisma dialed up to x100000% is just. 👌

Like, you can make anything sound legit with the right tricks, and in theory I find it SO enjoyable seeing it happen!!! Unfortunately in the context of the Real World this is often seen in contexts that tend to range from Impressive but Sobering or just Literally The Most Frustrating Shit because hey you're talking awful hurtful absolute bullshit but saying it The Right Way, Im Going To Lose it.

So. Therefore........ Smartypants Society generates a deep joy in my soul. Deeply talented speakers/comedians with phenomenal stage presence and quick wit, to use their command over delivery and rhetoric and comedic timing to dissect and break down the most nonsensical things ever? Meticulous argument construction and empassioned delivery about absolute, ridiculous, zero stakes bullshit?? Fuck yeah. Its like seeing someone with expert culinary training and a professionally equipped kitchen make the most 3AM drunk food meal with intentional precision. Tell me why vegetables arent real. Break down who's invited to the cookout. What IS the happiest birthday. Make me believe you. :')

[luckyblackcatxiii]

I'm hoping to participate in Art Fight more this year than last year allowed me, and I added Allessandro over there...only to realize I didn't have a colored ref for him! It's been a year since I last drew him so I figured: no better time than now to give him a new fullbody pic!

Fun update: after a month spent searching for his mentor and ending up in Barovia because of it, Saverio finally 'heard' from him a couple sessions ago...only for the message to be vague, short and offer no real answers. Needless to say: Allessandro is still full of mysteries and Saverio is pretty irked at essentially being ghosted by his not-father figure.

(You can find me on AF here!)