computer-bouquet
computer-bouquet
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computer-bouquet · 21 hours ago
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No one asked but I think the secret to making the enemies-to-lovers trip work is respect. They can loath each other, but they have to loath each other as equals. Like “sorry but no one else is allowed to murder this man but me” + “it’s an honor and privilege to despise you.”
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computer-bouquet · 8 days ago
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urgent help!
as you guys know my grandparents got scammed almost a month ago, some man told them he was going to send them medical equipment they needed for $500 dollars, we were desperate, not only they lost all the money they had, my grandpa has gotten significantly worse, he's starting to lose vision in his good eye and my grandma is losing mobility as well (evidence), I know I sound annoying always coming here and begging for money for my grandparents and for my college, I don't know how to anticipate the grief, losing my grandpa everyday to his illness, losing my college education cause I can't afford it, in México the situation it's just getting worse and even though I feel lonely I have found a community here and I'm forever grateful for that, even a dollar goes a long way and all the money will go to their medical needs since I'm very sure I won't be able to cover college expenses, please share and donate if you can, you can help via p*ypal or any way you want through ko-fi, here's the link! 💕 thank you sm
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computer-bouquet · 14 days ago
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DANNY PUDI as BRAD BAKSHI in Mythic Quest Season 4 Episode 4 "The Villain's Feast"
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computer-bouquet · 24 days ago
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Hannibal (2013-2015)
3x06 - “Dolce”
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computer-bouquet · 28 days ago
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fuck you (un-canons your ship)
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computer-bouquet · 1 month ago
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Certainties
It’s a chilly Monday night in January when John knows.
Not knows, but knows.
Clear as crystal.
They’ve just returned to the flat after a dinner out at Angelo’s (two green salads; a bread basket with dipping oil; Sherlock: pesto gnocchi; John: prawn linguine; a bottle of the second-best dry red Angelo could scrounge up; five bites each of tiramisu plus one extra Sherlock sneaks whilst John is in the gents; and one peppermint that John tucks into the pocket of his cheek as they wait for a cab.)
Back in the sitting room of 221b, Sherlock wings out of his great coat and heaps it over the shambles of what looks like the frayed end of a laptop charger and a laptop curiously missing its screen. John pretends not to notice the cover-up as he digs through the cupboards for the now mostly-empty bottle of Ardbeg Uigeadail that Sherlock had lowered nonchalantly into their mostly-full trolley during a recent spending spree at Waitrose. (Thanks to a client’s generous tip, John had also splurged on not one but two rather posh candles for bathtime. Sherlock, bless his heart, had said nothing and tossed in a packet of Twirl Bites for good measure).
“Want a little?” John gestures with an empty glass.
“A finger.” Sherlock hums, prodding the early burst of flames beneath his hands. A comforting pop shoots sparks up into the dark cool air of the chimney. “Actually give me two fingers.”
John refuses to acknowledge the way the tips of his ears heat.
He pours their shares, spins the cap tightly back on the bottle, and leaves it be on the worktop. Coming over and holding a glass out to Sherlock, he plops down in his chair. “Been thinking more about that cold case.” He lets out a low groan as he readjusts the Union Jack pillow at the small of his back. “It could be argyria.”
“Argyria.” Sherlock’s fingers curl around his glass. He cocks an eyebrow in the way only Sherlock can cock an eyebrow.
“Why not?” John leans forward slightly. “A condition where skin turns an abnormal shade of grey-blue due to prolonged contact with silver salts. Victim worked in manufacturing, something with solar energy stuff.”
“Silver’s used in the photovoltaic conductive ink–”
“–which he produced, didn’t he?”
They stare at each other for a moment. A curve of a smile teases the corner of Sherlock’s mouth. “Well done, John.”
“I’m certain that’s what it is.” John moves to set his glass down on the small table next to his chair. The fire crackles pleasantly at his feet. Sherlock’s eyes crinkle as he lets the smile blossom fully into his features, a slight flush from the warmth of the room colouring high on his cheekbones.
God, you’re beautiful, John thinks.
“I’ll phone Lestrade tomorrow,” Sherlock nods. Crosses then uncrosses his ankles.
“Not now?”
“No, I’m…rather certain.” Sherlock means to glance at the fireplace, John thinks, but he doesn’t, he doesn’t look anywhere but at John’s face. Then his gaze instead flickers to John’s mouth before circling back up.
“I’m quite certain too.” John says a hint too loudly as his grin drops fondness into the well-worn lines round his eyes.
He feels alive. Purely, unabashedly happy and alive.
“You’ve mentioned.” Sherlock lets his knees bounce apart as he eases his bum down further in his chair. A floppy curl breaks free from its twin to grace his forehead as he ducks his chin down to his chest, the whisky rolling amber and loose in the glass still in his hand.
“Have I done?” John nearly whispers. He feels magnetised, unable to look away.
God, you’re incredibly beautiful, he thinks again.
“Yes.” Sherlock’s voice is a low rumble. He winks.
We’re…flirting. And I think he knows.
I know too.
John doesn’t feel afraid.
“There’s a few other things I’m certain of.” The fire snaps a punctuation of sparks in-between his words. “For example,” he feels his tongue dip out between his lips, wetting them, which catches Sherlock’s gaze again, “I’m certain that Angelo brought out that bottle because you asked him to.”
Sherlock nods again, conceding silently, as his eyes flick back up to John’s.
“I’m certain that you already researched the argyria diagnosis and told Lestrade about it.”
Sherlock starts to shake his head, but stops when John raises both eyebrows. Gracefully he shifts into a gentle nod and lets his legs drift even further apart.
John swallows.
“I’m certain that tonight at dinner… It was nice. I liked it, being there with you.” John says. “In a way I didn’t want it to end.”
“I did.” Sherlock never fails to surprise in the least surprising ways.
The thing is, John knows better now. “You did?”
“Oh I’m certain.” A soft smile. “I like this quite a bit more than eating pesto gnocchi in public.”
“Hmm.” John expects for his heart to burst out through his ribs, or for his palms to be sweating, or for his breath to be high and tight and shaky but he feels none of those things, none at all. “Come to think of it, I guess I did too.”
Sherlock asks him the question he’s been waiting for. “Why?”
The moment is perfectly ordinary in the most extraordinary way. Sat in their chairs, fire burning, together, at home.
“Because I was certain of another thing.” John feels a long awaited dawning deep in his core. “I was certain that I wanted to come back here and ask if I could kiss you.”
He waits, searching Sherlock’s face.
It’s the best first kiss John’s ever had.
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The two glasses of whisky sit, all but forgotten, until John tips them down the sink four days later with a pair of cupid bow lips pressed against the back of his neck, soft and warm just along the edge of his hairline.
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computer-bouquet · 1 month ago
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would someone PLEASE fag out with me over the last 5 minutes of last week tonight with john oliver from may 18th ?!?!? iknow i'm getting to it an entire week late but omg cutie wtf
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computer-bouquet · 1 month ago
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​sorry the doctor pinwheeling between ‘ace -> not ace -> ace again’ between regenerations will never not be funny to me.
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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SEVERANCE #02.10: ‘Cold Harbor' + REDDIT TEXT POSTS  [Episode 1] [Episode 2] [Episode 3] [Epsiode 4]
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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I love that despite the fact that Dinesh and Gilfoyle run a successful company and have headquarters that contain many offices, for some reason not only do they share an office, but their desks are pushed together.
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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one thing that i really enjoy about milchick is the consistency of his characterization. like, yeah, the "you must eradicate from yourself childish folly, you must abandon childish things" scene was stunning - but its impact would never have amounted to the same level if the show hadn't demonstrated already that he is a playful, fun-loving person.
yeah yeah evil middle management whatever milchick is constantly trying to insert Fun into the process, and while it's mostly corporate manipulation, corporate crucially does not approve of it. he is really putting too much effort into things. he dances during the Music/Dance Experience. sets up a scavenger hunt during the ORTBO when it could've been a powerpoint. the entire concept of an ORTBO actually. the bonfire. he reads out loud and does the voices. none of it ever goes well (what with the biting and the carrot penis etc) but he doesn't stop, even despite the negative feedback from the Board. he wants to be playful and childish so bad but he can't, and he keeps trying to provide that to the innies because he clearly wishes someone would do that for him, but they hate it, they don't appreciate it, and he takes it sooooo personally it's stupid
i want to set him loose in an arcade or something. with an escape room and a jungle gym. he would be in there for hours frolicking like a baby goat but nooo he has to go be evil. it's a 9 to 5. well, a 9 to 5:45 (they stagger the exits). and sometimes 9 to 2am. and then again to 9, because that's how it is, isn't it?.. nobody ever leaves.
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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not renewed, not canceled in the normal way but a secret third thing
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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friend on bluesky pointed out that mq getting an "updated" ending fits in with games getting post-release patches and while i definitely don't think that was an intended meta joke it is very funny to me. they patched that kiss out but kept all the other bugs
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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it's somehow soooo on brand though. like imagine creating a finale that not only results in the cancelation of the show, but also somehow the cancelation of the finale episode itself
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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fake heart attack vs fake going into labor they truly are the worst people in the world
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computer-bouquet · 2 months ago
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I loved working with these colors it was so fun
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I was also off my meds when I made these can you tell
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computer-bouquet · 3 months ago
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SUCCESSION (4.10) | WITH OPEN EYES
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