#HAPPY LONG WEEKEND

[whisky-soul]

Fishin’

[borninthe80sandlovingtheladies]

Happy Easter! 🐰

[therealgamble]

I think this resort in Malaysia looks like the perfect place to hide away from the world for a bit.

That looks very peaceful.

[nice2meetyouu]

May potential "client" pero hindi sya nagshow up sa napagkasunduang meeting (or interview) noong April 20. Nagsend siya ng email na something came up and may technical problems daw siya and bukas na lang daw. Sabi ko wala ako sa April 21 kasi holiday. Kung pwedeng next week na lang and dapat ba magsched ako ulit sa calendly niya. 'Di siya nagreply but nareceive ko na lang na may invitation for a meeting... for April 21.

Mas maikli pa 'yung total email ko sa first paragraph nitong post na 'to so I'm not sure how he/she/they can miss that unless 'di niya binasa at all. Hehe. Nag-email ako uli para magdecline. Binawi ko na rin 'yung application. In the first place, siya naman 'yung hindi sumipot at walang pasabi. After the supposed end time ng meeting pa siya nagpaliwanag kahit nag-confirm naman siya. I wouldn't want to work with someone na walang pakialam at hindi nakikinig.

[still-a-morosexual-help]

MC has so much game it's unreal. I'm turning red

Also this is the second time MC brought up the fact that they found Mammon's eyes beautiful. They're just completely enormoured with this man and that's very valid of them

[wtfforged]

figuring out how to draw that thing. the chilchug. and laois i guess whatever

[sirazaroff]

Hehehe~

[kimtaegis]

@ye-xiu's favourite taemin looks ↳ happy birthday, al! ✨

[snoopylovessoup]

Snoopy says happy Canada Day! 🇨🇦

[micc0ro]

Error belongs to loverofpiggies

[bleue-flora]

[nerdery-and-murdery]

Nerd out for the long weekend

[raineandsky]

#104

The hero doesn’t need to make a big scene to get the villain's attention, like he was told to do—she’s quite happy making her own scene, and all the hero has to do is follow the towers of smoke across the city.

He finds the street in flames, buildings crushed like sandcastles under a wave, the villain at the centre of it all. She laughs brightly, some contraption in her hands. A hood hangs over her face, her coat billowing out behind her in a breeze she is clearly making. It would be cinematic if the hero wasn't the one sent to sus her out.

The hero approaches with his notepad and pen in hand. “You’re the new one, huh?”

The villain’s gaze snaps to him, like she’s surprised to see him. “About time,” she says shortly. “How many buildings do I have to destroy before you actually show up?”

The hero glances at the carnage around him, doing the numbers in his head. “However many this is. Five? Six?”

“You're clearly not too worried about me,” the villain says brightly, “or you just walk concerningly slow for a hero pursuing pure evil.”

The hero clicks his tongue and writes sarcasm of an edgy teen on his pad.

“Is this all you do?” the hero asks bluntly. “You destroy half the city and wait for a hero to show up?”

“I suppose I do.” The villain fiddles with her hood. “I’m a mysterious figure, don’t you think? New to the game, faceless but deadly?”

The hero adds full of herself to his list. “Sure,” he says unbelievably, “and what happens when a hero does show up?”

The villain turns to him. He can practically feel her grin without having to see it. “Well,” she says smoothly, “I guess I just have to make the big reveal.”

She pulls her hood back, her expression one of abject smugness. That’s not the first thing the hero notices though. The black hair, the face glowing like a sunset, the soft brown eyes. Recognisable, young. Much too young to be a villain.

“[Sidekick]?” The name comes out a little more incredulous than the hero intended. “What—This is where you’ve been?”

“It is.” Always so well spoken, always so straightforward. “I had a change of heart when it came to my career.”

“So you became a villain?” He can’t quite wrap his head around it. “What did we do wrong?”

The villain laughs, a light, breezy sound. “What didn’t you do wrong?” She adjusts her weapon in her hands. “The agency doesn’t see people, [Hero], it sees numbers and stats on a screen. I fell a little behind in my studies, and the agency made me fall hard because of it. It’s merciless, it’s unforgiving, and I’m glad to be away from it.”

“[Sidekick], we thought you died.”

“Oh, you guys fell for that? Nice.” The villain smiles, almost genuinely. “Took a lot of planning. Glad to know it worked.”

The hero knows his face is scrunched up in distaste, but he can’t help it. “[Sidekick], you can’t—”

“No.” The single word slices through everything the hero was about to say. “It’s [Villain] now. If that’s so hard to remember, I’ll give you a way to burn it into your memory!”

The weapon in her hands whirrs, the end brightening into a blinding white. The villain turns it towards him, and he has just enough hindsight to lurch out of its path as it tears its way through the concrete he was just standing on.

The hero throws himself behind a car, his sidekick’s— no, the villain’s laughter ringing through the destruction after him. That contraption makes its telltale whirr again.The hero adjusts his pen in his hand and hurriedly writes sidekick lost to villainy - DO NOT APPROACH.

[estebunny]

esteban ocon's reply to congratulate mick schumacher for his podium finish in the 6 hours of fuji

via alpine endurance team instagram reels

[jackshiccup]