#and F-Joe too

[cloudsonclouds]

OH NO! She got her charm from her father!

[glassjoe]

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making a lil ych base to use for comms and tested it out with my babies :3

oc is tybalt crosswood, aka curtain call, he/she

[apologeticallyfat]

[rockintapper]

th e uh

[lookingupatthesamemoon]

imagine your f/o taking you to a museum! what kind of museum are you visiting? what kinds of exhibits do you spend the most time looking at? maybe they find an exhibit they know a lot about, and they tell you all about it, glowing with passion all the while. if there’s a gift shop, maybe they buy you a little something - or maybe you buy something for them!

proship/comship dni

[powpowpunchout]

One of my favorite tropes ever is when 1 character gives out the most ridiculously elaborate order ever, and the other character goes "And I'll have milk."

[casiavium]

Hi. If you haven't cleaned out your fridge in a while, you should check for expired food.

[funstealer]

Carol Christian Poell tanned 'parkachute' vest with built-in raincoat $5,575, and Julius cotton and cashmere ribbed T-shirt, $350, both at Atelier; Trussardi pleated trousers, $695 Barneys; hooded sleeveless sweater, $509, and long distressed leather boots, $1,528, both at Rick Owens. Photo: Joe Mama Nitzberg for The New York Times’ article “When Fashion Goes for Broke” “These designers are really like artists — that’s how guys see them,” he said. “They feel they’re not doing it just to have another rack of clothes to sell. These are clothes that not everyone is going to have, and there’s a growing cachet in that.”

[84reedsy]

For a multitude of reasons, WCW Thunder March 11th, 1999 has me unwell. Don't watch the whole things it's full of just awful Flair/Hogan/Nash/Torrie Wilson Vignettes that have been repeated to death forever.

But....this vingette with Dean Malenko/CB and Curt Hennig/Barry Windham. I'm not ok. But so so soooooo ok.

I'm pretty freaking beside myself at this point. On to Uncensored 1999 and legit this is the only match I'm looking forward to. Well 3/4s of it anyway.

[andrwgarfields]

lowkey (or highkey) sad that the coffee comment definitely rubbed joe the wrong way, even till this day

[seaglassdinosaur]

I find it low-key funny that we get individual episodes that explore Joe and Sam’s ethnic, cultural, and familial heritage, and then Fred is just over there. With his hecking. Baseball cap.

[paint-music-with-me]

i know tht it's technically his second tv screen role but i love how he has been casted as the "must play an asshole kind of character due to how he was raised but deep deep down he's actually a softie" in both shows like c'mon this is his fucking zone

also the fact that his hair is slicked back to really push him away from Steve "the Hair" Harrington??? omgg fucking genius

[dudeshusband]

i like ricco's voice a whole lot but i can't pinpoint why

[conradrasputin]

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[realjoehours]

thinking about the picture of my mum that my dad has kept in his wallet since before i was born that looks like a mugshot of her

why of all pictures of your wife would you chose her passport photo to be the one you keep in your wallet??

[frecklystars]

Thinking abt how Driver misses me when I’m visiting another dimension. He’s happy for me when I’m visiting Ken or Six or whatever, he gets it. but he’s lonely too.

I always wear his jacket when we go to restaurants. But when he goes to restaurants alone now he’s a little... bitter. He just puts his jacket on the back of his chair bc he's already in the habit of taking it off and putting it on me. It feels lonelier wearing it in a restaurant if I'm not there. Feels heavier on his shoulders.

He doesn’t know when I’m coming back, but he orders apple pie at our favorite diner that we normally go to every few nights, because hey, what if I’m coming home tonight? We usually split an apple pie and ice cream. But since I’m not there, he takes it home instead and writes my name on the little to-go styrofoam box, draws a little doodle of a heart or a star next to my name. “she’s definitely coming home today” he thinks as he shoves the box into the fridge with the five or six others; he's been repeating that phrase for a couple of weeks now. That's okay. He's patient.

He gets in his car and he habitually goes to put his right hand on my thigh but he’s just grasping at air — oh, right. He feels an ache in his chest that’s not unfamiliar to him but certainly still unwelcome. He takes a deep breath, and when he returns his hand to grip the steering wheel, he hits the wheel a little harder than he means to. It's fine. It's all fine. He turns on the radio and switches to a station that plays the kind of music I’d like.

He’s a little resentful. What dimension do I like so much right now that’s keeping me away from Driver for days and days? What’s so special about Ken? He makes me laugh? Driver can make me laugh if he tries hard enough. What’s so special about Sebastian? He plays jazz on the piano? I want jazz, Driver can just play jazz on the radio. Six, Officer K, they’re protective, sure, but Driver is plenty protective and he's proven that more than once. Luke has a motorcycle? Driver built his own fucking Malibu, Luke's got nothing on Driver. Jacob has a lot of money? Whatever, Driver can get his hands on a lot of money. What? Driver isn't jealous. Driver isn't upset. Driver doesn't care. Who the hell is Colt Seavers? No, no, Driver doesn't wanna know. He grips the steering wheel a little too tight and clenches his jaw a little too hard. He's. Fine.

Driver doesn’t eat. Driver doesn’t sleep. Driver does nothing but think of his girl.

He keeps looking up at the stars. Where is she. Where is she. She’s gonna fall from the heavens and that fallen star is gonna land right in the palm of his hands and he’s gonna hold her so damn tight. His girl. His sweetheart. She’s coming home tonight. He knows it. He knows it. His chest aches. The sky is empty and god damn it he misses his girl.