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THIS PROFILE IS NOW INACTIVE
I'm having problems logging in via computer (but strangely not the app), so I am forced to make a new blog and abandon this one. Because I would like to have full access to my blog. The app can only do so much. I will make one more post soon with my new blog if anyone is interested! So keep your eyes peeled.
Reblog if you plan on getting Pokémon Moon
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With High Expectations
If there was one constant in his life, it was that nothing was the same. New shelters came and went, people were always coming in and out of these places, for one reason or another. The vast majority of them could fall into two groups by his reckoning: those were scared and new to living at the bottom of society and those who weren’t. A lot of the veterans Duo met sought to run away from their reality though, either with drugs or alcohol or sex. The new ones just huddled together and tried to put on brave face. It never lasted long.
It was all kind of sad, if you asked him. Then again, Duo was a pro at this lifestyle. It’s all, with a small couple of exceptions, he really knew. But unlike a lot of other old-timers, he wasn’t content to let it drown him. No way, he was going to rise above it all and show the world that there was no forgetting Duo Maxwell!
A movement to his left forced Duo out of his little cat nap. Ah, new guy. He nearly ignored the kid but a double take had Duo sitting up in his cot and leaning over towards the newcomer.
“Hey…don’t I know you?” He asked, a tad bit suspicious and maybe with a little too much curiosity. He couldn’t help but ask. He was never good at shutting up anyways and his memory was normally pretty good but at the moment, he was having trouble placing this guy. He seemed familiar.
The new guy looked to be around Duo’s age and had eyes that were as dark as his hair. He didn’t look overly pleased but then again, he didn’t have that ‘new’ look to him either. Something…what was it that was suddenly nagging Duo?
“Name’s Duo Maxwell. What’s yours?” He asked, holding out a hand.
One more heated glance in the other young man’s direction, down to the offered hand, and then Wufei turns back to his things. Know him?
“I doubt it.”
So much for the quiet type. Perhaps this was why this corner of the room was relatively unoccupied. Still, it could be dangerous if, however unlikely, this guy knows who he is.
The stranger makes his introduction and Wufei sighs as he places his bag along the opposite end of his cot. He lays on his back and closes his eyes, folds his hands over his chest.
Wufei doesn’t mind the silence but he’s sure the other guy is still staring at him. He may not like it, but Wufei does realize that he shouldn’t actively make enemies in such a place. Curt is one thing, rude is another.
“Chang.” he answers after another moment, hoping that will appease the new acquaintance for the time being. It’s a common name and shouldn’t implicate him, the gesture should cost Wufei nothing.
“Hmm….Chang, huh?” Duo hummed, leaning his chin into the palm of his hand. His fingers absently drummed against his chin as he let the name roll around in his head. It wasn't ringing any immediate bells and Duo knew that Chang was practically equivalent to someone being named Smith. But still...there was something. "So what brings you here, Chang?" Duo asked. "I've heard it all so you don't hafta be embarrassed to share." Yes, Duo would be the first one to admit it. He was a nosy person and he liked to get the 411 on people. It wasn't that he was a gossip, he just liked to be in the know. "Is Chang a fake name or your real name? That's not your first name is it because man, that'd be weird. Oh, I know!" Duo jumped up with a grin and a snap. "Let's make a game of it! I could guess and you lemme know if I'm hot or cold."
With High Expectations
Wufei had always lived simplistically. Personal possessions were few but meaningful and he’d brought everything he held of value in a single bag. His upbringing had him surrounded with many more amenities, but the price was too high. He could live without those comforts if it meant getting away to be his own man.
Which lead him here. His face a blank slate of indifference, he enters the shelter like he belongs there, bringing absolutely no attention to himself from anyone inside. He’ll find a quiet space to claim for the evening and mentally prepare himself for tomorrow.
This is just a single step, he tells himself. A singular moment of this journey towards something better.
Wufei passes through the soup kitchen space unnoticed, head down and eyes to himself. The space beyond is nothing short of an open warehouse with rows and rows of bare cots. Army surplus. How fitting.
There are a few occupants claiming spaces that seem to have been inhabited by them for some time, but for the most part there seems to be area enough for everyone to have some form of personal space. Good.
Choosing a corner by an emergency exit and only filled by one other person, Wufei makes straight for an empty cot and sets his bag down, giving only the barest of glances over his shoulder towards the young man lying on the cot beside his.
Hopefully he’s a quiet type to keep to himself.
If there was one constant in his life, it was that nothing was the same. New shelters came and went, people were always coming in and out of these places, for one reason or another. The vast majority of them could fall into two groups by his reckoning: those were scared and new to living at the bottom of society and those who weren’t. A lot of the veterans Duo met sought to run away from their reality though, either with drugs or alcohol or sex. The new ones just huddled together and tried to put on brave face. It never lasted long.
It was all kind of sad, if you asked him. Then again, Duo was a pro at this lifestyle. It’s all, with a small couple of exceptions, he really knew. But unlike a lot of other old-timers, he wasn’t content to let it drown him. No way, he was going to rise above it all and show the world that there was no forgetting Duo Maxwell!
A movement to his left forced Duo out of his little cat nap. Ah, new guy. He nearly ignored the kid but a double take had Duo sitting up in his cot and leaning over towards the newcomer.
“Hey...don’t I know you?” He asked, a tad bit suspicious and maybe with a little too much curiosity. He couldn’t help but ask. He was never good at shutting up anyways and his memory was normally pretty good but at the moment, he was having trouble placing this guy. He seemed familiar.
The new guy looked to be around Duo’s age and had eyes that were as dark as his hair. He didn’t look overly pleased but then again, he didn’t have that ‘new’ look to him either. Something...what was it that was suddenly nagging Duo?
“Name’s Duo Maxwell. What’s yours?” He asked, holding out a hand.
Breakdancing on fire! This is an animation. Directed by Toru Hayai he says, “My main theme of this work is to show the true beauty flames by fluid simulation. I animated the spinning break dancer and expressed the dance of flames.” (Source)
Kevin needs to calm down.
I’d rather he get down than burn down.
The Fire Nation just became way cooler.
they’re dry
“Duo’s doing laundry today.” Quatre said with a wide grin, happy the other boy was doing chors for once. However, revels were not to be had by the others. They all gasped and shot up from their seats, screaming, “NOOOO!”
Sure enough, when they got into the laundry room, one dryer was on fire. Duo was in a panic to put it out. He turned to the guys and plastered on a sheepish grin. He pointed a thumb at the inflamed dryer and chucked. “They’re dry…” He said sheepishly.
Someone: Raising a family is hard
Necromancer: Not if they're buried close enough to each other
Someone: What?
Necromancer: What?
Trowa’s place.
(Duo was the one who named him Dog. ^-~)
@cylinanightshade Duo named him Dog!!! So perfect!
This is perfection. Yeah I can see it. “Isn’t he cute?” Trowa asked as he held up a lion cub. “I plan to keep him.”
“You plan to keep a lion….” Duo scoffed as he rolled his eyes. “Why not just get a dog? I mean, they’re safer…less clean up and…AND…they don’t eat people.” Trowa looked to his lover with a frown. For a second he was discouraged, but it vanished when he remembered the puppy eyes. They always worked on Duo….
“fine, but I get to name him…” Duo said as he hunched over in defeat.
@duomaxwellsimp
Headcannon unlocked.
Not a 2x3 fan but yes, Duo would name the damn thing Dog XD
“You can’t name a lion ‘Dog’!”
“Too late. Besides, he likes it! Isn’t that right, Dog?”
“Roar.”
me when i get my student loan
this is the money cat. reblog in 30 seconds and you will find yourself with more wealth
#this is the only money cat i will reblog because it’s actually doing the manekineko pose151,646 notes (via lolwhutninja)
OMG YOU’RE RIGHT
and it has its right paw up! the correct paw for this. and from the markings on its ears, it looks like it might be a calico cat. which is the luckiest kind!
extremely lucky cat
I don’t even care if it actually works, I’m mostly reblogging because it’s freaking adorable.
cute cat and need money, good post, 10/10
in case anyones interested in the other versions
http://www.namaii.com/manekineko/maneki-neko-types.html
Y’know I reblogged this a bit ago and was saved from financial probation and getting kicked out of school because of it, just mere months from graduation. Got a call from the financial aid advisor telling me that they made a mistake with filing my account (or some other sort of clerical error) and said that, basically, they owe me money. Welp.
Last time I reblogged the money cat, I won two $100 gift cards at work.
DO YOU KNOW THAT KIND OF WRITER’S BLOCK WHERE YOU ALREADY HAVE A PLOT, YOU KNOW WHAT TO WRITE BUT YOU DON’T KNOW HOW TO WRITE IT AND YOU JUST STARE AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN FOR HOURS UNTIL YOU FINALLY CLOSE THE DOCUMENT AND CURSE YOUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE
CAUSE I DO
How did I Die? Asks!
Decapitation: What's your favorite and least favorite candy?
Cannibalism: Do you like video games(which ones)?
Amputation: What is one thing you wish you could say to your past self?
Guillotine: Who's your favorite person?
Eaten alive: Do you take care of yourself?
Disembowelment: What's your favorite type of gore?
Internal Bleeding: What's something you want to achieve before you die?
Heart Attack: Describe your ideal house?
Homicide: Do you keep your room clean?
Suicide: Describe your crush?
Lethal Injection: Do you have a favorite quote?
Gunshot: How long does it take you to take a shower?
Car crash: If you could take a road trip where would you go?
Impalement: What's something you wish you could unsee?
Failed Surgery: What kind of pet would you want to have in the future?
Drowning: How long does it usually take for you to fall asleep?
Asphyxiation: What keeps you up at night?
Burned at the Stake: What's something you got away with?
Disease: Describe your ideal funeral?
Crucifixion: Have you ever taken the heat for someone?
any rich people following me? did i mention i love rich people. looooooooooove rich people………… love em…… especially love when they give me thousands of dollars out of the goodness of their hearts……….. anyone around here rich and want to do that
#southern Michigan problems
Southern MIchigan? You mean this isn’t just a Massachusetts/Rhode Island thing?
Hold it, I’m pretty sure this is a Virginia thing too. How many states does this thing air in anyway?
We’ve got it in Ohio too.
This nonsense was in New Jersey too
Wisconsin
this is your periodic reminder that old-timey medicines did not fuck around
Yeah that’d probably handle a cough.
“skillfully combined with a number of other ingredients” what else did they fucking put in there
This picture is the definition of “just fuck me up”
Up until the mid-to-late 19th century, chemists were not required to tell customers what was in the medicine and anyone (literally anyone until the Pharmacy Act in 1868) could be a pharmacist. There were no qualifications. So “medicine” is a loose term during this time...
The Makeup of Duo Maxwell’s Personality
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This is so beautiful, wow. I agree with all of this.
Thanks you!! :) (BTW your background is cute as fuck)
No problem :D . (And thank you! You mean the Deathscythe wallpaper or the tiny Duo?
(Tiny Duo. Ugh, my heart. I can’t)
Look I normally respect everyone’s opinions how is anyone NOT voting for Deborah????? she has so much more going on than Rick and I Just. Don’t. Get. Why anyone would vote for Rick? #ChooseDeborah #TimeForDeborah
The Makeup of Duo Maxwell’s Personality
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This is so beautiful, wow. I agree with all of this.
Thanks you!! :) (BTW your background is cute as fuck)
