#picking back up on ... wednesday

[tequiilasunriise]

Enid: Uh, guys, where’s Wednesday?

Yoko: Damn, her tinyass must have gotten lost in this huge crowd. I knew we should’ve made her wear one of those leash backpacks

Bianca: You mean the ones for children? I didn’t realize you had such a heavy death wish

Enid, more worried: Guys, cmon! We need to find her!

Xavier: Alright chill, Ajax and I made a plan in case your girlfriend got lost-

Enid: She’s not my girlfriend!

Xavier: -if you will, Ajax

Ajax, cupping his hands: ENID SINCLAIR IS A LITTLE FUCKING B I T C H-

Wednesday bursting through the crowd with several knifes in each hand:

[ricky-mortis]

A portrait of Sir John Herschel because I‘m normal about Pulp Musicals

[snarkspawn]

I was tagged by @lydiaalin for the WIP Wednesday Whenever thing, thank you!! <3

Soo here's a small assortment of some of the things I am currently (more or less) working on 😔

tagging @hoiist @sotc @plushchimera @kruk-art @astrallar @punkeduppirate @kinnbig @brambeag @gellyh @bramblebea if you want

[theborzoiarebackintown]

Home at last from borzoi con 2k24!

[emsprovisions]

Thank you for the tags @ironheartwriter @whatsintheboxmh and @strandnreyes!

There are the vows TK made to Carlos on their wedding day, in front of all of their friends and family and before God. The ones he spent a deliberate amount of time writing and rewriting, sitting in the back of the rig to hide from Nancy’s prying eyes, or at home on the couch when Carlos was still on shift. There had been several drafts of his wedding vows, he wanted them to be just right after all. 

But the most important vows, in TK’s most humble opinion, are the ones he takes day after day leading up to the wedding, and day after day after it. 

There’s the spoken vows, “Hi, baby” when he comes home after work. “Love you,” when they sit down to dinner or climb into bed together. They’re in the questions he asks about Carlos’s day, dedicated to knowing every aspect of this man’s life even when they’re apart. They pop up on his lips when Carlos shows up to the firehouse unexpectedly with lunch. 

There’s also the physical vows, the “hello/goodbye” kisses, the “I love you” kisses, the “good morning” kisses. It’s there when TK’s hips rock against Carlos’s, in the love they make spread out on their bed together. The ways they spatter and mark each other as their own in the name of love and union. 

“With this ring, you are made holy to me. For I do love you as my soul, you are now my husband.”

TK whisper’s these words again sometimes, against Carlos’s ear, buried deep inside of him, their left hands tangled up together above Carlos’s head on the pillow. 

“You are holy to me, Carlos. I love you as my soul, my husband.” And Carlos’s body shakes beneath him as TK fills him, as they become one.

Tagging: @heartstringsduet @tellmegoodbye @lemonlyman-dotcom @lightningboltreader @carlos-in-glasses @paperstorm @decafdino @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut + Open!

[born-to-lose]

July makeup looks 💋

[stabbyfoxandrew]

happy wednesday! hope you're staying warm! <3

WIP Wednesday (1/17) || Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 87.5)

Aaron presses the eject button and the TV screen goes back to blue when the tray pops out. Andrew watches as he takes the disc out and turns around with a look on his face. Aaron clears his throat and waves the disc around.

“I thought it would be like that movie Nicky made us go to that one time. Ya know, the one with the grizzly bear and the little goat, or whatever it was.”

“The bear and the little goat…” Andrew repeats, confused.

It takes a moment, but memories of high school come flooding into his head and Andrew recalls the night Nicky dragged them both out on an adventure to the movies. But on the way there, the two of them started arguing. Nicky decided since they were acting like babies, they could watch a baby movie. Instead of one of the horror movies that they were arguing about. It was called Open Season and it was about a pet grizzly getting turned out into the wild for the first time.

It was a fitting, but also unjust punishment. For Aaron, anyway. You see, Andrew had still been medicated back then and… Well, he found it hilarious. He remembers cackling at every joke and flipping off an actual seven year old when she looked at him funny. Andrew cringes internally.

"It was a deer. Not a goat." Andrew says finally. "And it wasn't that good."

“I know it wasn't. But you really liked it." Aaron says, confused.

“I was high off my ass on anti-psychotics.” Andrew says, matter-of-factly. “I thought watching the bathroom faucet drip was fun back then.”

“Oh.” Aaron’s expression crumbles like wet sand. “I thought… Uh. Anyway, happy birthday.”

“Mm. Thanks. You too.” Andrew says, crossing his arms. “What are we doing for Christmas? Waterboarding practice? You can go first."

“It wasn’t that bad!” Aaron insists.

“It was.”

“Okay, it was.”

[willkimurashat]

Due to... litg pixel tumblr takeover unexpected circumstances, ✨Pixel Slander Wednesdays✨ are postponed indefinitely. We apologize for any inconveniences this may cause. Thank you for being with us in these trying times.

[bobbinalong]

i'm losing a bit of steam for my prestonbart month, so i will suspend it for a few days

[newx-menfan]

NYX #3 AND X-Force Dropping THIS WEDNESDAY!

Make sure to pick them up! (Also YES- I am TOTALLY buying the “Surge Variant” 😂🤣)

[bethrnoora]

whys she the perfect woman

[pheedraws]

wip wednesday 🔪

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: August 14

“Rain" by Sleep Token

[pallases]

mm.

[eluvixns]

HI HAPPY MONDAYYYY

[good-beans]

Break time 😮‍💨