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TBOSAS if it was from his pov

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little fyi, the most sacred aussie nickname tradition is adding zza to someone’s first name. Eg: Barry -> Bazza.

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT CHASE DIDNT CALL FOREMAN EZZA AT LEAST ONCE DURING A DIFFERENTIAL

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And he lived that way forever Just as long as he could remember If he'd wanted to remember

Neko Case, The Tigers Have Spoken

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Reblog to give prev the power to write their fanfiction

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@crossedsabers10s your turn…words please 🙏🙏🙏

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ahhhh ok i’ve been muddling through the old s5 rewrite i did forever ago, trying to fix it. so this is a snippet of that “summer of their lives” right before damon goes and whacks a whitmore:

“Stefan hasn’t called or texted me back in a week,” Elena says, walking through the front door with her eyes locked on her phone screen. She gracelessly tosses her bag onto the sofa, her keys skidding onto the side table Damon once shipped over from the Salvatore Villa back in the 1930s for Stefan to restore (there was this whole carpentry phase, and the kid did do a pretty good job of it), omitting an awful screech that the girl ignores as she moseys on into the kitchen, where Damon is scrubbing out the omelette residue stuck to one of his non-stick pans (go figure), which really should have been cleaned by Jeremy, but the little hunter is conveniently absent, and therefore unavailable to comment at this time.

”Stef’s fine. Hey, why don’t you put that cellphone to good use and call your own brother? Because if I have to clean up his shit for him one more time, I’m gonna whack him over the head with this frying pan.”

Elena just laughs, which throws Damon off guard for a moment, before it sinks in that—oh—she thinks he’s kidding.

“Damon, it’s only 1pm. I think you’ll survive a few dirty dishes. We never do them until after dinner, and even then we use this amazing new invention called the dishwasher.”

“There’s a reason the Gilberts are all ‘crazy’, you know,” Damon points out. “And I am not spending God-knows-what on a hideous metal box when I have two perfectly capable hands. And you know what? So does Jeremy.” Scrubbing the last of the charred mess from the pan, Damon gives a little grunt. How the fuck did the kid even manage this?

“Insightful,” Elena tells him, coming up to kiss his cheek. “I’m spending the weekend at Care’s, maybe you two can use that time to bond.”

“Oh yeah,” he drawls, “my favourite hobby: bonding with a hormonal teenager. We can paint eachother’s nails and read snippets from your diary. Sounds fun.”

“Actually,” she looks at him innocently, biting her lip, “there’s that comic convention thing he’s been wanting to go to in Charleston. I was thinking you could take him?”

Charleston. Now that rings a bell. It’s about time he did some pruning.

“Okay,” he agrees. “Sounds…fun.”

@splatooshies Word snack pls im dying 🥺

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let’s trespass with mama!

let’s loiter with mama!

let’s sunbake with mama!

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rip hattie you would’ve loved howling at the moon

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“For a moment, they’re just two girls on a mission to beautify the world.”

“Effie reaches over and removes a broken feather from Maysilee’s boa. “There. You’re perfect.””

““Is my mascara okay?” “Yes, but I can see it’d be a problem with those long lashes of yours.””

this is flirting, no?

is maysilee x effie a thing? it should be a thing.

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is maysilee x effie a thing? it should be a thing.

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larry levis, wound

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oh so it’s denzo that’s cool i’m not gunna cry about it or anything

"You don't know me. I'm not the same person anymore."

"That's okay. I'll get to know you again."

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snippet from itistfb

damon: dude what the fuck why would you show this

bonnie (wisely): these are the shadows of things that have been, they are what they are, do not blame me.

damon: did you just quote dickens at me?

bonnie: …that was the muppets

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Just casually thinking about the fact that Damon i-am-obsessed-with-my-camaro Salvatore let Enzo i-havent-been-in-a-car-for-70-years St. John drive his camaro. And then crash it into his house. I promise I'm being normal about this

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she’s like if a girl was a girl

sighs in more textpost memey things… plus me memeing my own fic.

also. hattie reveal?? my ipad is shattered (my cat’s fault, little bastard) so i can’t complete it (yet) but i’m v proud of it so far.

@crossedsabers10s can attest to how much control these two have over my writing i hâte their guts stupid little bisexuals fuck.

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sighs in more textpost memey things… plus me memeing my own fic.

also. hattie reveal?? my ipad is shattered (my cat’s fault, little bastard) so i can’t complete it (yet) but i’m v proud of it so far.

@crossedsabers10s can attest to how much control these two have over my writing i hâte their guts stupid little bisexuals fuck.