#DSFSDFDSF

[fruitscones]

is it you??? who's born frustrated????

[wolfxnews]

Angry test

This makes you 40.2% more susceptible to anger than the average person.

"What do you mean, I got high results?"

[phpruitts]

A breath escapes Phoebe. The state of her bed wasn't an issue, apparently. Rafael was being very gracious— too gracious, about everything, especially for a man who was used to hotels and restaurants and penthouses with Turkish marble and gilded features and exquisitely crafted mattresses that could be softened or firmed with the press of a button.

And Phoebe? The low-class girl who stripped for a living, with a GED and an apartment furnished with utensils from the dollar store?

So far he took that all of her in stride. Passed no judgements.

Phoebe stands there as Rafael lowers himself to the edge of her bed, turns the stuffed blueberry over in his hands as the mattress dips beneath him.

'You don't think they'll mind that I'm here tonight, do you?'

How considerate.

"I don't think they mind."

Phoebe crosses her legs, sinks down atop the bed too. It's cold in Vegas for once, and she finds herself reaching for the blanket at the end of the bed— a quilt, patterned with budding anemones and tulips.

"I already told them about you."

"Thank you for choosing to come here."

Rafael hadn't given it much thought, had he? He'd just gotten in the car and driven himself to Phoebe's apartment. He'd sat in the driveway for a long while, worrying about what she'd think, but the action of driving himself there -- well. There'd really been no thought behind that.

He'd just wanted to see her that night.

When Phoebe led them over to her tiny bed, adorned with stuffed animals, Rafael only smiled.

"It's okay," Rafael said, reaching forward. He picked up the blueberry, gave it a gentle squeeze. "We'll figure it out." Rafael reached for the top of the comforter, peeling it down carefully. He sat on the edge of the bed, blueberry in his lap as he looked up at Phoebe. "You don't think they'll mind that I'm here tonight, do you?" He said, referring to her other ... guests.

[mercymaker]

ok that was funny dsfsdfdsf

[testtest59]

dsfsdfdsf

[gabriellereed]

'Well. We better be careful, then. You know, stick together, secure the scene…'

Gabi finds herself nodding along. Just like that, they were formulating a plan together— a cohesive unit. If only Selene could see them now. Surely this was innocent, though, this little venture? Surely it was innocent the way she watches the curve of his adam's apple rise and fall when he talks? Observes the contrast of his shirt collar against the golden of column his throat? It was so perfect— so smooth, and unmarked, that pretty tan, so perfect for her to—

—There's the clink of his shot glass being set on the counter, the rattle of hers following.

Stay close to me. I don't want to lose you.

That makes two of them!

At least Gabi can blame her pink cheeks on the alcohol. She rocks forward a half-step playfully.

"Don't leave me behind."

Though, Gabi has never been some wilting flower— she's not afraid to raise her elbows into an offensive position as she and Matty begin to dive into the fray.

It's hardly a stroll in the park.

Everyone is in various stages of undress. Some are coiled around a partner, lips locked, others are dancing freely, limbs outstretched like flowers reaching for the sun.

A stray arm strikes out erratically; a cup is attached to the a hand, and Gabi reaches out to block it automatically before it tips over and spills the contents onto Matty's perfect head!

Her eyebrows raise incredulously, an unspoken 'did you see that?'

Perhaps the jungle juice was giving her magic powers. Incredible reflexes, or something, to protect this handsome man.

"So what is this party for?" Gabi picks around a stray heel on the floor. It's companion is kicked off and thrown into her path, causing her to stumble minutely, place her hand against the column of his spine. Oops. Just for a second. One brief, warm second. "Because you've managed to pull off a replica Coachella in here."

Workshopping names with Gabi sounded like an activity he'd very much like to participate in. He'd do it all night, if he had to.

Matty watched as she tilted the shot glass back. God. She was hot. She was perfect. He followed suit, swallowing his own shot with ease. It felt nice and warm and he knew it wouldn't be long before he felt that, too.

He felt her hand brush against his arm. It was fucking electric and the little bit of encouragement that Matty needed. She was likely feeling the same. He couldn't hide his smile, nor the amusement in his eyes.

He followed Gabi's gaze to one of his plants -- all the way across the living room. There were dozens of people standing in their way.

"Well. We better be careful, then. You know, stick together, secure the scene…"

He placed his shot glass on the counter.

"Stay close to me. I don't want to lose you."

[fenharel-archived]

*crawling out of my hole to grab a snack* ....  what

[elle-smells]

ok I think thats it. i think I went through every 17 lyric

[mnemehoshiko]

💀💀💀

- OH MY GOD DON’T EAT ME PLEASE

I AM NOT A CANNIBAL BUT IF I WAS I WOULD NOT CONSUME AUSTRALIANS BECAUSE THEY’RE PROBABLY FULL OF POISON AND VEGEMITE/MARMITE

[kinomiakai]

Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Naruto Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto Characters: Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Healing, Uchiha Sasuke Has Issues, hot damn what a tag that is, Uchiha Sasuke Needs a Hug, Uchiha Sasuke-centric, Uzumaki Naruto Needs a Hug, Eventual Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Comfort/Angst, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, POV Third Person Limited, POV Uchiha Sasuke, Idiots in Love, Hokage Uzumaki Naruto, Friendship/Love, Post-War, Post-VOTE2, no kids or new gen marriages, Work In Progress

Summary: Sasuke has spent three years trying to figure out how to live on his own. Maybe it’s time to try something different.

WIP. Future SNS, updated once a month. Canonverse. Rating may change!

Made it in time! Another thing I’m trying to prep early, so surprise! hope you like it :) and if you do - there’s more writing around here, if you want it.

[ratscabies]

hm

kinda regretting my decision to not work this summer, don't know how my compulsive-spending ass will survive a #poorgirlsummer I can't budget for shit

[otterpiastri]

THIS. People are so dramatic. Also lando has said a thousand times that everyone wants to beat their teammates when he's talking about oscar. Fans defend their favorite driver as if they're protecting their homeland in a war on tw... I'm really too old for this shit dsfsdfdsf

thinking abt that anon n kind of cracking up a bit actually. 'does it please you to have beaten lando' 'yes' no shit motherfucker. i played soccer against people i was actively dating. people i was In Love With at the time. and it brought me an inordinate amount of joy to win?? if someone had asked if it pleased me to have won against them i would've said yes w no hesitation, and they weren't just my coworker/competitor?? like have you Ever played a sport???

[lonelier-version-of-you]

if i’m crying my eyes out at rory and amy’s exit it’s none of anyone’s business <3

[nickaroo]

bing. you’re literally bing.

yuhhhhh, sah dude!!! fsdfsdfsdffdsfd

[catohphm]

Loved the illustrations for this comic! Leta is the one with levelness and restraint trying to keep already-a-troublemaker Sebastian from getting into trouble he can’t get away from! dsfsdfdsf All the characters including the addition of OC were nicely drawn! I can see how Leta and Mara get along! Masterful work overall!

mc is not happy, yet she still can’t bring herself to say no to Sebastian lol

Peep the Resident Evil 4 quote

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Bonus ft @boxdstars oc Mara!

I know for a fact that these two would be good friends

[avimour]

@hannibal fanfic writers put your dog as one of will’s strays you will feel good and happy