#he answers tess with

[keepfight1n]

ellie breaking a vase in the museum and joel immediately calling out for tess like ' pls come get ur kid ' , i love them

[incorrectsibunaquotes]

thoughts on a joy vs jerome chess match? 🧐👀

Joy would BEAT HIS ASS. Jerome is a con-man, not a chess master. The best he could hope for is pointing and shouting “Oh my god, look over there!” and switching a piece or two around while Joy’s back was turned LMFAO

[cravingstudyvalidation]

finished my gp test earlier than everyone in class today so I napped for abt an hour 😌😆 def a mood booster bcoz I was able to somewhat concentrate in my 3hr physics class.

oh and I got full marks in the test as well, very proud of myself.

[mariatesstruther]

okay hear me out modern au where Tommy and Maria first meet in a club in their 20s and they bump into each other while dancing and just start dancing together and they just hit it off but in the end they both forget to give each other their numbers so both of them go back to the same club the next week to hopefully meet each other again (also Tess and Maria definitely go clubbing together because I love them as best friends)

cowboy!!!! yes yes YES i LOVE this. and u could extend this meet-cute into like a whole thing where tommy and maria keep trying to meet at the club and exchange information, but something gets in the way everytime!!!! kid emergency!!! bar fight!!! cocaine bear on the loose!!! zombie apocalypse—who knows????

im thinking the first time, tess drags maria to a bar she likes because she’s been trying to get the attention of this hot dilfy guy at the bar, but he’s always tailing along with his friend. by tess’s design, maria and tommy meet and and hit it off and dance (to maria maria by santana) the night away. they fall in love and decide they want to go home together, so maria goes to the bathroom—but joel randomly comes up and is like “tommy, hey sorry selena’s mom called, sarah had a nightmare and she wants us both to pick her up, we gotta go” and in true miller dad-uncle panic they BOLT. by the time maria comes back, tess is like “idk dude, mine got a call so they had to go. seemed like an emergency. bummer” and they assume thats that

on the flip side: everythings okay with sarah, but after tommy and joel tuck her in tommy’s suddenly just like “fuck—fuck!!!!!” and joels like “what? what???” and he’s like “i didn’t get her number :(:(:(:( fuck” and so joel’s like “it’s okay, i see her friend there all the time” and so tommy’s like “omg :D do you have her friends number?” “well… no” “joel… what the fuck man.” so they make a plan to go back next week with the hopes of at least seeing tess and getting maria’s number from there—tommy also wants to get tess’s number for joel, but he doesn’t need to know that

little do THEY know, tess and maria are already plotting for next weekend. they show up to that bar looking fine as FUCK—they quite literally turn heads walking through the door. of course the miller brothers are there, sitting in a booth all the way in the back and waiting, making eyes. tess and maria are not shy, so they start making their way over. unfortunately, some drunk asshole decides to try to get handsy with tess on her way there—which results in her punching him in the face, which results in him trying to punch her in the face. she dodges, of course, but it starts a full-on bar brawl that the miller boys jump into without hesitation (joel manages to tackle and land a few good ones on og drunk asshole too so. slay.). none of them get arrested or anything, but they definitely don’t get eachother numbers on account of joel and tommy having to duck the cops

so i guess they gotta keep trying ;)

[artemispt]

Ok, started watching The Last of Us (watched the first 2 episodes). Didn’t play the game, but was expecting what happened because I always see just Joel and Ellie together on pics/gifs from the series (btw blocked the “the last of us” tag to not get spoilers 😂 will unblock when I catch up on all the episodes), nevertheless omg it hurt…

Oh and ANNA TORV!!! So good to see her again! I just kept thinking “well, this could be a Fringe episode”. It was so nostalgic when she held the gun and the flashlight at the same time. Olivia!!

One more thing, I cannot stop thinking that this is like The Mandalorian 😅 Pedro Pascal protecting a kid all over again. Well, this is the way.

[ftbhedges]

What are the unspoken rules of FTB?

"No elitist bullshit. We're all on the same team, here."

"Cheating and conspiring in-game is fine, but the Push leaderboard is sacred."

"If you finish a box of cereal or bag of coffee, just be an adult and replace it."

"Don't fuck with our cute lil' zombie in the upstairs closet, ya know what's good for ya."

"Definitely don't wear Xiomara's clothes, or peep inside that box on the shelf in the closet where she keeps the most delightful pink sparkly toy made a silicon—even if it was a totally honest mistake!"

[bigsharkdaddy]

@themckaytriarchy // uwu

"Put some pants on. No one should have to look at... whatever that is you have going on down there."

'Why are you looking at my "whatever" in the first place? You curious?'

[feleshero]

🔥

send me a 🔥 and i'll tell you one thing my muse finds attractive about yours

❝ I've never met anyone as weapons-grade vibe souring as you, which is an accolade all to itself, before we even get into anything else. ❞

Not ENTIRELY true, considering there was that one asshole with the mullet, but- He didn't seem like a 'vibe sourer', sour just seemed to be his general vibe.

❝ In all honesty, you're every bit a beefcake as some of the spandex wearers I'm forced to go to social gatherings with, and that can not be ignored under any context. ❞

What was she, like... eight feet tall? (Only about four inches taller than Felicia, but that was a GULF!) Whenever Big Bottle Blonde was swinging his hammer about and chatting up 'Wulver Hunts' on Ye Olde... wherever's-heim? It was very easy for Felicia to just pop Tess' image in the story beats.

❝ That's about it so far... But all that 'light-headed swooning' goes out the window pretty early on. ❞

[chiropterx]

She watches him run, low to the ground and... bizarre in a way that would almost be adorable if the motherfucker didn't keep landing his villainous ass in her apartment. "GET OUT!" she bellows, and this time, she swings one of those "white lady chic" cinnamon brooms at him.

It's useless, but it smells festive.

"Out!"

He scurries to safety as far as he can get away from this malicious woman but he's trapped again, walls on all sides preventing Man-Bat from escaping into the night. Not only is she loud but she's carrying another one of those hard sticks, a long thing made for beating that hurts and, if anything, is worse than the one she used to hit him last time. “▅▅▄▄▃▃▂▂!!!” WHACK! Man-Bat squeaks as her aim strikes true, sweet burning scent of something peppery hitting his nose harder than the bristles of her weapon. She shouts again, clearly wanting him gone but he's hard-pressed to leave, instinct bringing back to this location once again. W̶H̷A̶C̶K̵!̷!̸! That smell...! Man-Bat chitters, no longer striking back with his wings as the burning scent assaults his senses again. This fight is lost and, low to the ground, scurry-hops his way past the fearocious female, doing his best to avoid another stinging whack of her broom.

[miscmagpie]

Theory.

Erin wasn't born the Elemental Magus.

Erin oiginally went through all the effort and danger of learning magic specifically so he could try and Spark Tess.

Why become the Magus, though?

Well, could be because he's Erin and hubris is his personality.

Or it could be the excuse he needed to get them to agree in the first place.

[woozleworld-blog]

OK so hear me out... that absolutely devastating episode of The Last of Us, but Ronan Lynch is Bill and Adam Parrish is Frank.

[bloodxhound]

A stray snowball makes direct contact with the back of Ray's head! Is this a sign of an ambush? No, it's just Teresa. Which means it's one hundred percent going to be happening again!

        Whatever fool was brazen enough to test their luck with him will soon come to regret their decision. Ray turns around slowly, unhurriedly. He expects to be met with the sight of some snot-nosed brat looking to stir up trouble, but is surprised his expectation is fulfilled only halfway. It’s Tess, the only other soul on this snow-sodden street. His gaze, dark and disapproving, doesn’t lose the threat that was intended for any other could-be perpetrator. But she, immune to such stares that have made grown, seasoned men recoil, has already armed herself with another frosty missile. In response, one corner of his lips quirks upwards, amused at her audacity.   “You’ll be soo sorry—”

[incorrectsibunaquotes]

Nina: I'm going back into the attic. I need to know if I saw something up there.

Fabian, whose thirst for knowledge doesn't stop at books (alternatively Fabian "Of course you are, and I'm coming with you" Rutter): I'm coming with you!

He was so NOSY!! Like atp he probably didn’t even have a crush on her (like he thought she was cute for sure, but he wasn’t INTO her) he just wanted to get the tea

[requitals]

@folie2deux: and you look like vogue magazine. ( tess. )

"oh," he says, a rasp more than anything else as he stands at the stove. "i'm sure i do."

tonight it's not as life-threatening as it could be, not by bruce's standards. no stab wounds, no bullets that tore through him. it's ugly, though, one eye swollen up and his cheekbone black and blue. it's more obvious than the other wounds he usually shows up at tess's with. it was a moment of choice in a fight—whether to take a hit to the face or a knife to the gut, and he picked the one that'll show but that wouldn't send him home half-collapsed from blood loss.

it'll be a scandal. the prince of gotham walking around with a bruise visible even with a pair of sunglasses kept on at all hours, just to try to obscure the severity? he'll see tabloid headlines about it for days.

still, it's easy enough to adapt to the shift in depth perception. he's set about making something easy—fried rice using the leftover rice from two boxes of takeout. it won't be perfect, but he managed to scrounge up bits and pieces of what he's used the last time he was here. it'll do. he even brought tess this wok he's using a few months ago. his old one, since he didn't think she'd accept a brand new carbon steel wok without looking at him like he'd grown an extra head for the indignity of actually buying her a gift. it's secondhand but just as reliable as it was before.

it's a good piece to have. it can do just about anything.

bruce smiles slightly to himself, the twitch of mirth enough to make his cheekbone ache and sting. practically everything he's doing right now invokes some minor ache or pain, but so be it.

he turns and points at her with the spatula he's been using to break up the rice. "i'm sure you prefer me scraped up like this rather than dressed up in a ten thousand dollar suit for vogue, let's be honest." he pauses and turns back, prodding at the fried rice for a moment, tossing it again. "it'd be funny if they asked to put me on there looking like this, though."

he can imagine the outrage. that alone might be worth it.

[pepprs]

meant to post abt this yesterday and ik it’s kinda mean but i think the counselor i have rn is the worst one ive ever had possibly even worse than (or tied w) the one i had over the summer who kept ending our sessions well before the full hour was up when i was going thru a horrible time and kept spending the sessions mostly talking abt herself and her own problems. actually no now that i write that out she was probably the worst (though she was one of the warmest / nicest and our personalities meshedreally well so i feel bad saying that she was the worst). but the one i have now is so…. lke idk. my experience w the worst counselor made me rly want to work w a clinical intern again bc i wanted someone who would like. actuallytake things seriously and give me the time i was paying for and spend all of it talki ng abt the things i was paying to talk abt and draw from the most recent / cutting edge info instead of entirely personal experience (WHICH AGAIN I FEEL SO BAD ABT BECAUSE. my work is all abt healing each other by sharing things like that and i realt did like her but it just wasn’t appropriate i guess bc it was a counseling relationship!) but my current counselor is so… rigid and restrictive. like i think he is trying too hard to apply what he’s being taught and he seems like nervous and talking out of his ass and he masks that by taking up SO much space and spending like 3 minutes responding to every one minute i talk and literally like strongarmimg the convos and deciding what we’re going to talk about and moving us on to a new topic abruptly before i feel ready to move on and like taking time out of our sessions to do paperwork / admin stuff so he doesn’t forget later (and a lot of the time i think he’s doing it while im talking bc i see his eyes moving around his screen and the light on his face like he’s not even listening to me). and it fucking sucks. i want to crack him like an egg so bad and make him realize it doesn’t have to be this way but i know that’s not my responsibility and in our session last night i basically gave up trying to create enough space for myself and just let him steer things bc i was having side effects and it was just rly unsatisfying

[fazcinatingblog]

Her dad Freddie would be proud