#wifi on a plane

[frozenmetalfire]

I’ve been offline the last 2 weeks because of vacation but I bought wifi on the plane to be able to scroll through tumblr

[anna-scribbles]

honestly idk why luka needed witness protection he seemed like he was doing great

[reineydraws]

mishanks sketch dump bc ive been doodling them to de-stress or when i need a break from other pieces lately ✨️

[starheavenly]

Doodled Senator Shockwave on my 5 hour flight today 🫶

[girlfictions]

also can i just say at this point i literally could not give less of a fuck about what selena gomez/taylor swift/beyonce/*insert celebrity here* have to say about palestine because they aren’t!!! saying!!! anything!!!! and that in itself is the loudest statement of all. i genuinely just do not care about the opinions of those who have been too spineless to speak out against one of the most horrific atrocities in human history as it plays out in real time in front of us…. they’re nothing more than gluttonous capitalists who refuse to use their platforms for anything but sucking their deluded fans dry of money.

[megalommi]

Baggs doesn't deal well with flying

[trans-girl-uchiha-itachi]

in the gc rn we are Rotating, due to critical first-time-homebuyer brainrot, a mundane AU where hinata is a home inspector. "hey can you peep inside that wall real quick and let me know if there's water damage? thanks"

itachi is a real estate agent (who often works with hinata) not because he has social skills but because he mind controls everyone else into cooperating. the mangekyō sharingan can see all aspects of the california housing code at once, etc

[slythereen]

do you think ollie texted charles to borrow these from his max verstappen onboards collection or

[lets-go-hurt-someone]

I don’t really want Durge to tell Astarion, “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” Astarion doesn’t really want to be protected. He doesn’t want to need protection. Learning that it’s okay to be vulnerable is all well and good, but I want Durge to be able to tell Astarion, “We are going to ruin your enemies together.”

I want a Durge who learns about Cazador, and decides he’s not spouting platitudes about “I’m gonna keep you safe.” Fuck no. He’s penning a detailed epic poem about how they’re going to storm Szarr Palace together and he’s going to watch as Astarion peels every inch of skin off of Cazador’s screaming skeleton so Durge can upholster the throne from which they will rule the world. He’s spooning Astarion back to sleep after a nightmare while whispering sweet nothings about how Astarion is finally going to drink Cazador’s blood from Durge’s lips after he’s licked it off Astarion’s knife.

And maybe that’s more evil Durge/Ascended coded, but even as a spawn — or maybe especially as a spawn — I think Astarion deserves more than to just rely on someone else for protection for the rest of his life. No one can really promise anyone protection with any kind of certainty anyway. He doesn’t need a protector, he needs a partner. And I like to think that Durge can promise him that.

So forget “I’ll protect you” and give me “If burning the world to the ground is what keeps you safe, I’ll do everything in my power to help you do it” instead.

[r7inyz]

doodle from earlier hi

[starredhowell]

they keep making dab and evan have sex in public places 🫣😭😭 why are they like this first the onsen now a TELESCOPE.

[llondonfog]

lilia vanrouge, the most tortured character in twisted wonderland

malleus draconia, the most tragic character in twisted wonderland

and silver, the character in twisted wonderland that no one deserves

[tetzoro]

gooood morning and happy friday the 13th teehee !!! also today is my blogs 1st anniversary o: how fun is that ! i hope you all have a good day and an even better start to your weekend 🤍

[priscirat]

minoshizu btw. if u even care

[wilbursprincess]

Shelby the shelbitch, what will she do?

Date another male youtuber and a use him of abuse to?

Who knows? It's likely she will!

After all she is shelby the shelbitch!

thank you for making me snort so loudly the people across the aisle from me on my flight gave me a concerned look

[missanthropicprinciple]

16 or 24 for newmann!

Omg you sent me this in May! I’m a little tardy. Thank you! I tried my best. (Last time I looked at this it was August…and now it’s October…whoops...) 

16…lazily + 24…in danger

“This is all your fault, Newton,” Hermann said in a huff from under his gigantic hood with his arms crossed. 

“I caused the snow storm?” 

Newton took his hat off revealing the worst hair that Newton had every had.

“No, your driving is atrocious.”

“Look, I was trying not to hit a rabbit,” Newt said, unbuckling his seatbelt and rounding on Hermann. 

“A rabbit that wasn’t there,” Hermann scoffed. 

“Better safe than sorry.” 

“Well, we are not at all safe. I’m not saying we should have hit the bloody thing but it would be far better to put that creature out of its misery instead of risking our lives,” Hermann sniffed. 

“Heartless!” 

“Perhaps I am but I care for our safety,” Hermann admitted. 

“Oh you care about my safety? You mean your safety and I’m just in the car.” 

“Don’t talk nonsense, Dr. Geiszler.” 

“Suddenly you’re so professional,” Newton mocked. “You weren’t so professional earlier when you yelled at me to turn the music down.” 

“Of course I had to yell!” Hermann snapped. “I couldn’t hear myself think over Daft Punk.” 

“So sorry,” Newt threw back at him with more than a hint of sarcasm. 

“Well now we’re stuck in a snow drift.” 

“Duh!” Newt said, facing away from Hermann. 

They sat for several minutes in the cold without talking. They were indeed stuck in a snow drift, in a near white-out, and while the sun was still shining it was a cold mockery of their plight. They both new they had to discuss what they were going to do. Newton switched the lights off as soon as they knew they were struck in order to save the battery. He had also turned the car off which Hermann vowed not to give him credit for. The vehicle was still warm enough. Thankfully, it was a newer model and therefore in much better shape than Newton’s old bone-rattler, so there was little cold air seeping in. The wind was picking up and Newton looked nervously over at Hermann, accidentally catching his eye. 

“Hey Hermann?” 

“Yes, love?” 

Hermann’s eyes were closed and his hood obscured most of his face from view. 

“It might be a while until someone finds us, you know.” 

“And?” 

“We have some alone time before we get to the conference, and…” Newt trailed off suggestively. 

Hermann took his hood down aggressively and turned in his seat. “I will not engage in hanky-panky when we are in a situation like this. I’m surprised at you!”

“You are? Dude, we’ve known each other for years, this is exactly what I would do in a situation like this.” 

“Yes, you’re quite right, how silly of me,” Hermann said, returning to his relative position.” 

“I mean, we could generate heat that way,” Newt said, thinking aloud.

“What way? There’s no room to move about.” 

“Dude, I’m not talking about actually, ya know, doing the deed, I just meant kissing!”

“Oh.” 

“What d’ya think?” 

“I suppose it would be beneficial to our health.” 

“There ya go!” 

Newt laughed and Hermann couldn’t help but smile. The former took his man’s face in his hands and gave him a big old smooch. Hermann reached back and it was shocking to him how normal this feeling had become, this feeling of kissing Newton. He thought ahead to the conference. Would they hold hands? Hermann thought they better not and even said so but now he was rethinking that. At that moment, Newton slipped his tongue in and Hermann gasped, meeting Newton with his own. They were in no rush and Newt took full advantage, opening his mouth wide and being as generous as he was greedy. Hermann threaded his long, boney fingers in Newt’s messed up hair. Newt groaned appreciatively and sucked at Hermann’s bottom lip. 

“We’re in danger, Newton,” Hermann said slowly, his eyes half closed, feeling delightfully lightheaded. 

“I know, isn’t it great?” Newt managed to say between kisses. 

“It’s lovely and warm in here,” Hermann said into Newt’s mouth. 

“See,” Newt slurred. 

Hermann gently stroked Newt’s neck, becoming a bit bolder when there was a loud banging noise on the outside of the vehicle. 

“What was that?” Hermann said as they broke apart. 

The knocking happened again and a voice could be heard outside. Newt opened the door and came face to face with a snow-caked tow truck diver. The man took one look at the scientists’ bee-stung lips and chuckled.

“Whatever keeps you alive, huh?” 

They smiled sheepishly before clambering out. As they got into the tow truck, Hermann pulled Newt aside. 

“Newton, I think it would be alright if we held hands at the conference.” 

“I was thinking the same thing.”