#future 04

[koolaidashley]

Time Master (and her protege) ⏱⏱⏱

[thisisrealy2kok]

Olympus Stylus Verve (2004)

[digi-lov]

Future Potential! P-156 from the Digivice 25th Color Evolution Anniversary

[alphamecha-mkii]

Mobile Suit Gundam: Arsenal Base: Unitribe Season 04 - Shining Gundam by kurochan0226

[huis-one-man-show]

WIP#3

ever just re-read the whole WBK series, get the insatiable hunger to read fanfics to carry on your binge, don't find the fics you want, get an idea of the exact fic you want, then stare at your WIP in shame as you open a new WIP?

I feel like I just betrayed myself and the people waiting for an update on my WIP. I promise it's not abandoned ;-; I've just been experiencing perfection paralysis LMAO

anyway, it's a two chapter fic and I've got one chapter basically finished :D here's a sneak peak:

Summary:

The irony isn’t lost on Kotoha as she drags Sakura’s deadweight to the convenience store, that a year after they met— a year after he saves her for the first time —he has once again saved her from a creep. Except this time the stakes are higher, Sakura’s drugged, Kotoha is not in Makochi and whoever roofied Sakura is still after them. (Sakura will be having words with whoever invented drugs.)

Chapter 1:

Her phone rings once and Umemiya picks up her call, “Kotoha what’s up? Why are you calling me at…” she hears shuffling on the other side of the call, “2:30am?”

Keeping her breathing steady, Kotoha leans into Sakura like a clingy girlfriend to hide her phone squished between her head and shoulder. 

“Onii-chan,” Kotoha hears Umemiya inhale sharply at that, and her heart skips a beat when she hears the crinkling of a can rolling behind them. “We’re going to reach the 7/11 near Orion Stars in five minutes please,” she pauses to steady herself when her voice cracks slightly, “come pick us up.”

All she hears on the other end is the sound of wind blowing before Umemiya speaks up again, “us?” It sounds like he’s sprinting.

Looking up into Sakura’s glassy eyes, guilt weighs heavily on her tongue and she manages, “Sakura came to pick me up but I think he got roofied.”

Umemiya swears and Kotoha almost falls over when Sakura suddenly lists to one side gagging. Slinging his hand over her shoulders, she slips her other hand around his back to rub soothing circles.

Her focus on Sakura is the only thing that stops her from flinching when she hears muffled chuckles from down the alley. 

“Do not hang up. I’ll be right there, do you hear me Kotoha?” Kotoha’s heart clenches tightly at the way Umemiya’s voice shakes at her name. She hums in response as Sakura dry heaves into the pavement.

Jamming her phone into her back pocket, Kotoha holds back Sakura’s fringe as he retches again. “I’m so sorry Sakura,” Kotoha whispers at the pained wince on the boy’s face.

Turning to frown, no, squint at her— he can’t see properly her mind shrieks at her —Sakura mumbles some complaint or objection at her apology and presses a hand to his eyes.

“'oto…ha,” she hears him struggle. Not daring to look behind her, Kotoha steels herself and hauls Sakura up to have a better grip on the taller boy. Arms tensing and heart racing, she half-drags half-guides Sakura down the road, momentarily surprised by how light he is.

They need to put some distance between their stalkers and them, now.

[chewyhanniebug]

okay so now that some time has passed i've let myself think about the jiseok pregnancy kink anon from last night (actually 4am but i'm trying to be kind to myself by not calling it the stupid hours of the morning) and yeah hey *vibrating uncontrollably* what the FUCK ANON

[hollowfaith]

「✦」 Klaus had, with his usual conscientious care, collected all sorts of things for him during his absence. Gifts were one thing, but his attention naturally drifts to Sanctus Clinic-related matters, finding solace in the humdrum of managing work affairs.

He's a bit confused by the nondescript envelope mixed in with the stack of other papers, however—and then put off by the strange mix of coffee-tobacco scents clinging to the paper inside. Why humans insisted on burning their lungs from the inside out was one practice he'd never understand.

Thankfully, the smell serves a purpose: there's only one human he remembers with that distinctive signature, and Aurelius feels a phantom throb from his cheek as he recalls the circumstances of their last meeting.

He folds up the paper, stares blankly outside the window for a while, and makes a choice.

—

A while before the midday surge hits, an angel walks through the doors of Café December and stops short of the counter to look around. His eyes linger on the walls, the plants—and of course, the clean and spotless windows—before the register calls him back.

"Any tea will do," he says when she asks for his order. "but hot. And also—" Checking his phone, he wrinkles his brows at the listed house rules but follows them anyways.

"I'd like to ask for 'Nicholas.'"

Sometime later, Aurelius sits at a table with his cup of tumeric tea (apparently matching his eyes and hair was too much of a temptation to give up), playing with the paper in his hands while staring out the windows.

He looks thoughtful.

@punisheye ໒꒱

[pigeonneaux]

They got mad at eachother trying to find a caption

[xxinkyshadowxx]

mybrain was eating me alive i had to do it to him

i still like the og one more lmao i wish coloring on actual paper was easier

[mayonakako]

spare a smooch for @sleuthprince, if you'd be so kind—

when the door creaks open and and the original detective prince steps through the door, madoka is ready. she's been ready for a while, honestly, hovering near the control panel on the wall so that she can hit the 'prepare bath' button the second her partner gets home. dinner is waiting on the kitchen counter, just needing to be reheated ( but no less delicious for it ). on their table, a bouquet of yellow gerbera daisies and forget me nots sits proudly, tied with a white ribbon. candles are lit while the actual lights are dim, giving the apartment a rather romantic glow.

this would, perhaps, be considered overkill if not for the fact that it's been so rare lately that both madoka and naoto have a free night. between the former's college and the latter's detective work, their schedules haven't lined up very well. some days, they barely got to see each other; a case naoto's pursuing might require them to spend days away from home, or madoka will be coming up on exams or a particularly difficult part of her coursework and need to dedicate any free time to studying.

not tonight, however. tonight nothing matters except each other.

"welcome home, naoto!" madoka practically sings once they've removed their coat and shoes, bounding over to them so she can wrap her arms around them in a warm hug. she doesn't stop there, however, giggling as she captures her beloved's lips in a kiss. the first of many, but she'll give them a chance to settle in and breathe before she buries her prince in affection.

there's time for once, after all.

"good work today," she continues, nuzzling into their cheek before pulling away, "i started a bath for you just now, and dinner's on the counter. take a load off and relax, okay?"

kisses.

[koolaidashley]

BOO GET SCARED post canon 04 Leo

[thisisrealy2kok]

Sierra Wireless Voq (2004)

[zephyrd17]

Just watched that DW episode with Nikola Tesla and honestly I wasn't disappointed. My mind is having so many thoughts right now and I'm not sure I can write them all down but I'll do my best

First of all: loved the story. The idea of aliens wanting to kidnap Tesla is so funny to me and I found it quite charming the way they depicted it. I'm no professional writer as of now so I won't go into that. I did, however, find it very sweet how the Doctor and Tesla had that short moment of bonding over being inventors/scientists... It was just sweet.

Second: performance. Absolutely loved the way Tesla was portrayed. There are some really small things in his speech that do nudge the idea he's not a native English speaker and I think it was shown amazingly. I'm a native Croatian speaker so I was able to catch a few extra things, but I do think they could've given him a bit more of an accent. Then again, that's just my personal preference. Plus, that beef with Edison seemed pretty realistic to me. Another thing I'd like to mention is someone's brief remark on the fact that Tesla loved opera! Fun fact: a worldwide famous opera diva Milka Trnina (who was also Croatian!) was said to be the only one to have access to Tesla's personal laboratory! There were also rumours of the two being something more than friends... Who knows. Also I could rant for hours about Milka and Tesla, but I'll leave that for another post.

TL ; DR

Had high expectations for the episode, wasn't disappointed.

[beaniez0tamaki]

Hey, look, it's the Raphael I promised! This is my version of Raphael. He is a leatherback sea turtle. I may have made his tail longer just because I like when people make him have a long one. He's the oldest of the four and is the only one who remembers his mother.

[cinemadetectives]

Future Breeze by Chris Reynolds

[baileyboo2016]

November 12, 1955 at 10:04 pm

i forgor last year so this year i scheduled it!! 10:04 pm my time!! (tumblr gets iffy with the exact minute so don’t yell at me for that)