#she was so fucking pretty and charming

[cloudless-petrichor]

I had the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my life come into work tonight, she was tall and had long pink hair. She made eye contact and smiled at me every time I came by their table.

Then when her table left, she comes up to where I'm standing, leans over the bar and tells me where she works and to come in and see her so she could return the favour to me and serve me.

I had to stand in the kitchen with my head against the ice machine to calm down

[weaponizedmoth]

"Ladies and gentlemen, what we have here is a vampire in love with a human. Better integration than I could possibly have dreamed."

(just some Sundown The Vampire in Retreat fanart. More details and B&W vers. under the cut, etc).

:)

[blueskyscribe]

They really made a featurette that was just "FUCK HUMANS" lmao I love it

[alluralater]

i been thinkin lately about why a lot of people i’ve been with end up coming out as nonbinary or are nonbinary and sometimes people are like what’s your gender and i’m like [shrug] i’m a woman, whatever that means :) cause it’s all generally defined by my experience and oppression opposite those who are classified as men, whatever that means. and i tend to have great big feelings for nonbinary people because we always feel so incredibly safe with one another. like they are the nearest and dearest to my heart for some reason even before i know they are or they know they are. anyways all this to say, i don’t really care what you call me or whatever cause gender is a construct and i’m not bob the builder

[balfiere]

do u guys like my new 3ds buttons 🙈

[rivertakis]

ohmygodddd yesterday was INSANE!!

i got to go to the BROADWAY MUSICAL BEETLEJUICE!!! it was so fucking fun and so so good and i loved the songs and acting and everything!!

i went in almost completely blind besides knowing some of the songs from animatics, but it didnt spoil the plot whatsoever

a pic from before the show

whats extra funny is that right after, when we were driving home, the road to my uncles house was closed off due to a storm/fire?? something like that

so we spent several hours in the car because we couldnt get back, and when we did, there was no electricity lolol

it sure was an experience, but i loved it so much

[look-at-the-stars-tonight]

today my coworker turned to my mentor and told him there was something about him that was just inherently likable and turned to me and told me i should work on being less giggly if i wanted to be taken seriously in life

[grapecaseschoices]

for some reason i always forget that kendis' highest trait is stubborn. it's funny bc that's the way i'd describe them. but whenever i look at the stats i always forget to look at the blue ones, so i'm like okay 'friendly' AND THEN 'impulsive' ... sure that tracks ....

until the gianormous blue bar catches my focus

[leevalley]

holy FUCK

[godlizzza]

just read the epilogue for the couple down the street- love the fic so much, definitely going down as one of my favorites ever. a prompt for in that universe- if you think Dan and Herbert stick around- a teenage Piper? who barges into their house without knocking and complains to Herbert about her stupid teachers while they experiment on a dead body? really adore your writing

"Dr. Weeeest!"

The yell rang through the house, all the way down to the lab, rattling in Herbert's ears. He cringed against the onslaught but didn't get up to investigate. The years had told him what to expect by now, so he remained seated, threading his needle. A moment later footsteps thundered overhead and down the stairs until that someone jumped down the last few steps to land with a hard slap of sneakers against cement on the basement floor.

"Dr. West!" Piper exclaimed again, throwing her backpack down. "You won't believe the day I've had."

"Is it to do with that Brett boy again?" Herbert grumbled, peering through the microscope at the tissue sample of their newest cadaver. "I thought he got the message when you accidentally spilled a crate of dead frogs on him."

"Ugh, no, nothing about him. That was an accident though!" she insisted, slipping her jacket off and pulling a fresh set of scrubs over her t-shirt. She prattled on as she put on all her PPE- gloves, safety goggles, and tying her hair back. "So, I was in English today when Cindy- You remember Cindy?"

"No," Herbert said, adjusting the microscope.

Piper went on as though he hadn't spoken. "Well, Cindy comes up to me and is like, 'Did you cheat off my test?' And I was like, 'Um, no. I actually want to pass this class.' And then she gets all pissed at me! Like she didn't start it by accusing me of copying her- which I never would, by the way."

She came around to stand on the other side of the worktable, finally pausing in her tirade long enough to take a breath. Herbert looked up from his microscope to watch her go about setting up the tools. At just shy of sixteen she looked the ideal image of a girl; lively, pretty, and blonde. One might think she spent her afternoons going to the mall with friends or being taken out on dates by infatuated boys. Little did they know she preferred to spend her time elbow-deep in the guts of corpses.

She had mettle, that girl.

"Fascinating," Herbert droned. "Meet our new subject, by the way." He gestured down to the body laid out on the table. "Lewis Cranston, age thirty-five. Admitted two days ago complaining of pain in the lower abdomen. He died on the operating table when he had an allergic reaction to the anesthetic."

"Ouch," Piper said, pursing her lips. "That's a bummer."

"Major bummer," Herbert agreed. "For him, that is. Advantageous for us. Now, tell me: what's the first step?"

"Finding the cause of death," Piper replied instantly.

Herbert hummed and tapped the microscope. "Yes, but we already know the cause of death: allergic reaction. So, what's next?"

Piper glanced down at the body then back up at him, her eyes alight. "We find out what was ailing him in the first place."

"Correct," Herbert said approvingly and she beamed. "Which means?"

"Autopsy!" she said gleefully, clapping her hands.

"That's right."

"Where's Dr. Cain?" she asked suddenly, looking around as though expecting to see Dan hiding behind some boxes.

"Out on a sandwich run," Herbert explained. "I'm sure he won't mind if we start without him."

"You always say that, and he always gets mad," Piper replied, eyebrows raised.

"Well, then it's got to be true eventually, doesn't it?" Herbert reasoned.

Piper looked doubtful but didn't argue further as Herbert set up the camera on the tripod. She, like him, could never resist when there was work to be done. He liked that about her, even if she was noisy.

"Let's get to it then," he said, picking up his scalpel.

Piper nodded enthusiastically. "Okay!"

Just as Piper predicted, Dan was not pleased when he came home to find Herbert instructing Piper on how to perform a Y incision. The fact that she'd managed a remarkably clean cut did not seem to calm Dan in the slightest.

"-completely irresponsible!" he ranted at the both of them as they sat, cowed, before him. He turned on Herbert, looking furious. "You haven't created a sterlised environment. Neither of you are wearing your hair nets."

"But it itches," Piper whined, and Herbert internally agreed.

"Shush," Dan commanded, pointing a finger at her. "For all your mom knows, you're over here helping us with chores. She wouldn't be too pleased if I told her you'd been up to no good."

Piper sighed, her shoulders sagging with defeat. "Sorry."

Dan aimed a glare at Herbert, and he rolled his eyes but mumbled, "Sorry," too.

"Hmph." Dan crossed his arms over his chest and observed them both with a keen eye. "Don't expect any more sandwiches from me if you keep trying to do autopsies behind my back."

"I promise not to do any more autopsies behind your back," Piper vowed sullenly.

Herbert was more concerned with the first part of his sentence. "What sandwich did you get me?"

Dan looked annoyed but replied anyway. "Ham, gherkin and mustard."

Herbert sat up with interest while Piper made a face. All in all, it wasn't an unsuccessful afternoon.

[azatas]

feeling like redesigning my pwotr character which is unfortunate because she has the most aesthetically pleasing pinterest board of all my ocs by far

[vaugarde]

penny having a team of eevees is soooo cute omg

[homunculus-argument]

Once again randomly remembered this story about a couple who had a small parrot - pretty sure it was a budgie - who didn't talk but learned to communicate with people in its own way. Once it figured out that people always turn to check their phones when the notification sound comes on, it started making the text message notification sound to request human attention. The parrot also liked to follow people to the door whenever guests were leaving, and would use its wings to pantomime the motions of a person putting their coat on. A very clever, charming bird.

And every once in a while it just randomly hated some people. Not for any real reason, or even reason to suspect bad vibes, but by deciding "fuck this person in particular" for shits and giggles alone. And one time when the owners had invited a new friend to their home, the bird decided that it Did Not Like Her.

So in the middle of polite conversation, the bird - who was free to roam around the apartment at the time - hopped onto the living room coffee table, right in front of the unwanted guest. And in that moment, the owners put two and two together and understood that whatever mischief the bird had decided to do, it was now too late to stop it.

But instead of unleashing the absolute hell that even the tiniest displeased parrot could be capable of, the little budgie made its little "may I have your attention please" cell phone notification sound, and once the guest was focused on the bird, looked at her dead in the eye while doing the putting-my-coat-on wing motion.

The guest did not recognise the pantomime for what it was, but she was nonetheless delighted that the parrot would do a little wing-roll dance for her. And the host couple were at first too stunned and then too polite to tell her how impressive that gesture truly was. Their bird had shown both remarkable restraint and cleverness by using its entire vocabulary of human communication just to say

"I have an important announcement: I think you should leave."

[hopeheartfilia]

huh maybe im experiencing some self confidence issues

[orcelito]

Never played a Fate game or watched any of the animes really. But I started playing Fate/Samurai Remnant bc I wanted to play a hack n slash kinda game & it got generally good reviews (unlike ffxvi, the other game I was looking at for this wish of mine, which ppl continuously said was pretty but kinda shallow writing-wise)

I've been enjoying it. I've already learned some things about 1600s Japan. It's pretty neat!

[neverendingford]

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