#[OLD WOMAN SCREAMS]

[neongreengummiebears]

Not to sound like a boomer on main, because I love my phone- I do. But I really miss the day when I could hang out in public without having to hear everyone else's phones. I don't care if there are babies crying (because babies cry sometimes) or if other people are having conversations (because that's what people come to cafes and such to do) but hearing tinny little phone sounds blasting out loud out of their speakers drives me insane. I'm only in my 30's, why are you making me complain about how things were "back in my day" like I'm 80? Public phone noise is prematurely aging me. Send help.

[thevoiceofdesertbluffs]

finally.... another Goose poll.........

[imthursdaysyme]

stali ft. anger issues

[so-long-and-goodnight-killjoys]

sometimes I feel normal and then I remember how Supernatural ended.

[prescottsgirl]

i jst wanna brush her bangs back, kiss her forehead, and hold her and tell her everything’s gonna be okay :(

[vnesslie]

⋆⭒˚｡⋆🦢⋆⭒˚｡⋆❀˖°🤍ㅤ ᵕ̈♡︎☁️☾

[jamietarttsnorthernattitude]

for the sprint challenge, trying to pick some fun random words! how about any of peanut, saxophone, kitty cat, or doorknob.

Oh these are creative ones! Thank you!

I didn't have peanut so I did a sprint with false confidence and added 232 words with it:

“Should’ve never shown the team that video,” Roy said.

“You're right. But that’s my fault too.”

Roy raised an eyebrow at him, “how the fuck do you see that?”

“I was stuck in my head that week. More stuck than that time my hand got stuck in the peanut butter jar. You ever got your hand stuck in one of those? It’s all sticky so you think you’d get unstuck but then you’re just stuck stuck. Shoot, I’ve said stuck too much now, you ever done that? Said a word too much now it lost all its meaning? Stuuuuuuuuuck. Stu-”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Ted. Get it together before I stick my head through a fucking wall.”

saxophone I also did not have, so I sprinted with Dear Leslie and added it (and wrote 378 new words):

“Okay, well let me use a different example then. Did you know before I played the bass I played saxophone?” Higgins asked.  “No, I wish I could play a saxophone. Or bass. Or anything really,” Keeley said.  “Turns out I could not play saxophone either. I was bad. Tremendously bad. But I played until my saxophone was run over by a car.” “Shit, Higgins, did you leave it in the drive, or it fell off a bus or something?” “No, my father threw it into the street and repeatedly ran it over with his car.”

(kitty) cat from that star in the sky who watches over you:

“You’re a 20-year-old professional footballer, so why do you look like someone kicked your cat?” “I don’t,” Jamie tries to defend, looking away from her.  Georgie gently grabs his face and forces him to look at her. She’s struck by how old he looks suddenly. Twenty years old and carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. She stares into his eyes, and that’s when she notices. Georgie can’t believe she didn’t notice it before, see it clearly, but she’d been caught up in the day.  “Jamie, why are you wearing concealer?” “What?” he says, pulling his face from her hand and taking a step back. “I’m not. That’s for fucking women.” “Women and people who are trying to hide bruises,” Georgie said, and she reached for her son again.

This fic is one I need to dive into edit mode with so it's not really sprintable. But I did sprint an AU I’m working on and added 148 words, here is a small snippet from the chapter I added to.

“Another problem,” Higgins said, grimacing. “We can cover these new additions for now but–”

“But we’re going to run out of money for next season.”

“Exactly. We haven’t been selling out even half of the tickets. Half the marketing department left with Rupert or should have never been hired to begin with.”

“So we need a new marketing agency,” Rebecca smiled. “Let me take care of that.”

I did have doorknob in old habits die screaming:

“Jamie, open the door,” Willis tried again.

He started picking up various rocks and potted plants, searching for a hidden key but couldn’t find one, even tried the doorknob in case Jamie hadn’t locked the door.

“Just go, Coach, please.”

The pleading tone made it clear how desperate he was for Beard to leave, but it only increased Beard’s need to get inside, or to at least lay eyes on Jamie and see for himself he was okay.

“Jamie, I’m not leaving until you open the door.”

And I added 355 words via sprint!

Beard sighed to himself. It was interesting now being in London, coaching without Ted. He had been an extension of Ted for so long, he hadn’t bothered making his own relationships with the team. Maybe he should have. Maybe he wouldn’t be sitting at Jamie’s bedside right now.

Ted always said be curious not judgemental. That was them, Ted was curious, Beard was judgemental. Ted had his own tragedy in his life, but Beard hadn’t had the luxury of being curious, so he was judgemental. It helped save his life in prison.

You can’t be curious in prison.

But he wasn’t in prison any longer.

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price and Robert Mitchum - His Kind of Woman

[possessedbydevils]

Can't believe Dostoyevsky invented old woman yuri

[pochapal]

the "i" here is super interesting. what's said is relayed secondhand except for this single part. an expression of the beatrice in the garden's convictions?

[icewindandboringhorror]

a quite simple outfit, trying to use the little blue and white apron thing (which is actually a dress I think, that I just leave un-buttoned in the back and added an apron-like tie to lol)

[regardstosoulandromance]

It’s so funny that people always assume that when I write age gap fic I’m projecting onto the older party as if I haven’t been a “I wanna fuck that old man” kinda girl since I was 17 and first saw robert carlyle

[rivilu]

Absolutely obsessed with how INSANE of a character a warden by the time of awakening would be. Wakes up in the Architect's cell like ''don't worry everyone, this isn't the first time I've woken up half naked in a torture dungeon''. Gets trapped into the fade again, ''well at least no demon is trying to feed on our souls while we're here this time.'' ''Yes the deep roads suck but at least be glad you'll never have to know what a werewolf den smells like'' ''Nobles scheming up an ambush to assassinate me? Aww that's how I met my husband!'' When told that saving Amaranthine is a suicide mission they could honest to hell just laugh and say ''Really? And there isn't even an Archdemon!''

[justaboot]

Guys I took the trophy I spoke to family on the phone and it took me less than 30 min to get into a fight I actually think it’s a new record.

[a-wild-witch-named-dewi]

I like to think Rhea would be proud of what I did today.

(Spoke up about my now ex roommate verbally abusing her child)

[chryblossomjjk]

i thought the cat distribution system finally found me ):