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[unorcadox]

try not to remember

[lovewillthaw-j]

[judeswife-panini]

throwback thursday: tfota edition

throwback to when jude rethought every single one of her life choices and decided getting a sugar merdaddy would be easier

[official-panini]

throwback thursday: tfota edition

throwback to when jude only understood choosing what hill to die on when she was actually standing on a hill that she may die on

[xmyeyesonyoux]

Old Nina ig posts

I miss this era so much

[hochmvt]

𝓈𝑒𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽, 𝓉𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎 𝓉𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇 dear diary,

𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬, this handsome son of a gun is 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 back and better than ever. august has been a shitshow and september's packed to the brim, but we got a few exciting news here (apart from going on semi hiatus and coming back with a husband i gotta deal with now????? ):

  𝐀) i quit my job !  okay, okay, i didn't quit my job yet (that's on thursday, y'all are invited for drinks after that), but we out here and living our best life and ain't gonna work ourselves to death here. my recent inactivity and semi hiatus was mostly due to working a liiiiittle too much and loosing myself in the process of it. i got one helluva job offer, starting next year, which means i have four months left at my current job. now you may ask yourself why i'm telling you all of this, but fear not, here i am putting things into perspective. my job has been draining me for the past months, my stress levels have been through the roof, which took its toll on my creativity. since i'll still work at the same job for the next four months, full blown texts on google docs will be on an hiatus until then. i am sorry for all of you who have been waiting for replies, but i'm downright stressed to the max. 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 . . 

𝐁) i still want to write something. frankly, it's been keeping me somewhat sane, ngl. i've assembled this beautiful queue for you guys, including some memes. my inbox is open for all mutuals, send in as many as you like (if you like that is). that being said: i'll try to focus a little more on the writing part and a little less on extensive DMs. i love being tipsy and philosophical with you guys, but i've written my fair share of 3k answers in DMs alone and that's quite an endavour. i want my DMs to be a little more casual, i wanna check in with you guys and still be tipsy and philosophical with you, just– keeping it a little shorter. if you send something in, i'll get around answering somewhen next week, because . . .

𝐂) my weekend's packed and we got this big job thingy next wednesday, which means overtime and being creatively drained. hence the "𝐢'𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤". frankly, my entire september's packed, too, but i'll try to pop in more regularly. however, i'm looking forward to getting back in touch with y'all. flood my DMs with loveletters and how you've been. i hope you had a great august, i'm sending y'all strawberry cake, ice cream, love, summer rolls, iced coffee, hugs and moments that feel like colorful showers of spring blossoms. i missed you guys!

𝐃) (bonus fact:) my carrd's currently under construction. i wanted to come back with this big bang and given all the fun things i have planned, i need some time for that. but the second it's up again, you'll hear it here first, pinky promise! much love. thank you for reading and... uh... you now have a special place in my heart.

𝐓𝐋;𝐃𝐑 ⸻ novels are currently on hold. however i'll reblog some memes soon, feel free to interact if we're mutuals. i'll start answering everything next week, still being rather low activity. much love to y'all. carrd's under construction.

[widowshill]

— But it's almost midnight. — Oh, that's the point! At the stroke of twelve, he turns into Dracula. C'mon, Vicki – he won't bite.

pose ref.

[crimeronan]

one of my fave phenomenons that i see semi-frequently in people newly diagnosed with ADHD is worries about Faking It, which happens with basically every physical and mental disorder, except with ADHD i'll see people specifically be like. "i took my first dose of adderall eight hours ago and i didn't really feel anything and i didn't do much at all and i'm not sure it works, maybe i actually DON'T have ADHD or executive dysfunction and made it all up to excuse my laziness??"

and i'm like. babe. dude. my guy babygirl broski pal please . please listen to me. if you did take adderall while not having ADHD. You Would Know About It Very Very Very Quickly .

[little-blurry]

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙'𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨...

[veeveetheheretic]

throwback.

[unorcadox]

I can't wait to escape you / It's gonna kill me but I have to / For my own sake / For my own future

[timechange]

MCFLY JULY ‘24 — a new puppy.

MARCH 18, 1979

While Emmett feels relatively confident in his abilities and well-versed in the ways of Canis familiaris, each one of his many canine companions over the years has also been unique, each bringing their own joys and challenges.

This new puppy seems to be no different, especially given his apparent propensity for yipping and taking off like a bolt of lightning.

“Einstein!” he calls out over the puppy’s persistent cries, trying to keep hold of the leash as the newly mobile ball of fluff tears down the sidewalk to parts unknown. “Einstein, heel!”

The puppy, predictably, pays no attention. Not that Emmett really expected anything different, as the dog didn’t even know his own name yet. The ink was, for all intents and purposes, still wet on his adoption paperwork.

Eventually, the puppy, in a tangle of limbs and nearly tripping over himself, comes to a halt in front of a bench. Emmett’s grateful for the nearby lamppost he can catch himself with, steadying himself against it. While he begins to get his breath back, he quickly assesses the situation.

Einstein’s tail is wagging fiercely and he’s trying to bury himself in the arms of a child. A skateboard leans up against the bench and a partially unzipped knapsack sits beside them.

“Hey, boy!” the kid laughs, all smiles, as Einstein makes a noble attempt to eat the poor thing’s face. “Hi!”

In between pets, the child manages to pry themself away from the puppy, revealing sparkling blue eyes and messy, short brown hair. They shoot Emmett a winning smile and the scientist’s chest feels tight from more than just the temporary lack of oxygen.

“Hey, mister,” they greet. “This your dog?”

“Yes,” Emmett gestures to the puppy, the leash clinking against his collar as he does so. “His name is Einstein.”

“Can I say hi?”

Emmett huffs a laugh of his own.

“I think he beat you to it, kid.”

“Yeah, he did, huh?” The boy giggles, burying their face in his fur and scratching behind his ears. “Hi Einstein. That’s a real big name for a cute little guy like you. What kind is he?”

“A Catalan sheepdog.”

“Woah, I’ve never heard of that one before.” The kid grins. “Heavy! I’m Marty, by the way. Marty McFly.”

“Doctor Emmett Brown, at your service.”

The boy’s eyes widen and Emmett fears he’s come to the conversation’s inevitable terminus. He’s seen this play before. This is the part where he runs away screaming.

But instead, the boy’s expression becomes a funny sort of awestruck, curious rather than afraid.

“The scientist guy who lives in Burger King?” he asks. “Do you really have a death ray?”

“I’m afraid not. And I live behind Burger King, not actually inside.”

“Aw, bummer. I mean, I kinda figured.” The kid shrugs his shoulders, resigning himself to continuing to pet Einstein.

“You seem disappointed,” Emmett finds himself remarking, raising an eyebrow in amusement.

“Maybe a little,” Marty confesses.

“About my hypothetical death ray or my equally hypothetical Burger King accommodations?”

“Both. I mean, it would be pretty sweet to live inside a Burger King. Think of all the free fries! And… there’s a couple people I can think of who would make pretty great test subjects for your death ray, if you had one.”

Emmett shakes his head, a smile on his face.

“Yes, I suppose I can think of a few myself. But there are far more positive avenues to scientific discovery rather than going down the paths of death and destruction, Marty. That’s what I like to focus on.”

[judeswife-panini]

throwback thursday: tfota edition

throwback to when jude entered her teenage rebellious "i hate you dad" phase. and to vivi encouraging it

[devonneicons]

14 years ago demi released her second album here we go again (one of mine favorites to be honest)

please if you save or use like or reblog

[belayadeath-goner]

SUBJECT 005: STARKOVA, B'YANKA MIKHAILOVNA

[widowshill]

my problematic trait is that i don't care about the actual vampire in the show but i want everyone else to be vampries (pose ref)