Birds of Prey dir. Cathy Yan | 2020
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Birds of Prey dir. Cathy Yan | 2020
FORBESCAROLINE’S 9K CELEBRATION TOP 20 GREY’S ANATOMY SHIPS (as voted by my followers) #5. Miranda Bailey and Ben Warren We may only be together five minutes every two months, but, when we do, we will savor every second. Because we both know how valuable those five minutes are.
stop earning advanced degrees i need you to finish your fanfiction
do you know how much easier it is to sublimate your phd stress into writing full on novels worth of fanfiction when you should be working on your dissertation than it is to find motivation to write consistently in the evenings after the 8-5 you work once you've gotten your degrees??? because me and my now-virtually-nonexistent Ao3 publication rate sure do
one of my favorite things about theater is that you can change the setting and utterly transform a classic work. The Much Ado about Nothing with a Stacy Abrams 2020 banner? The Appalachian Romeo & Juliet post that just crossed my dash? Richard III in early 20th century Europe? The same story, the same words, but in a new light. Things you didn't realize before; characters with different depths, new jokes, new sorrows.
O and I have been doing a deep dive on Lionel Bart's Oliver! lately, and I would pay so much money for a version that moves the main action from London to San Francisco. The Dodger is begging to be interpreted by someone absolutely flaming.
"Consider Yourself"? That classic tune about finding a family? And the newest member of that family not realizing that he's fallen in with a bunch of deviants, just that they're the first to welcome him with kind words and warm food?
Nancy doesn't have to be a cis girl to be "goddess of the virtues," and Mr. Brownlow doesn't have to be straight to want to share his wealth. But he can be--his daughter ran away, too, after all.
It'd have to be a careful interpretation, considering how everything ends, but I think if you were very skilled, you could hit the balance just right: the tragedy and the joy, the melodrama and the humanity.
I am DESPERATE for this.
the nineties and the early aughts television landscape really was defined by long deployment of "will they won't they" dynamics people these days would not be able to handle network television writers' rooms teasing ships for multiple years only to more often than not be given the answer "they will not. <3 hope this helps"
i can’t believe some of yall are married/in long term relationships…..i thought we were all yearning together
The problem with being a Star Wars fan who actually reads the books is not every Star Wars book is good. Like some of them are really great but some of them are really boring and a chore to get through. Like normally if you're not into a book you can just not finish it but if it's a Star Wars book you feel obligated to finish it if for no other reason than to build your nerd cred. Like fandom homework.
i love legends because like. i'm never gonna run out of material
mutuals can always dm me but be warned i talk like your coworker who is trying too hard to get to know you and my response times are akin to the response times you might get if we were communicating by letter
THE PITT 1.08 • 2:00 P.M.
Why would Lottie start a cult? Why would you all join it and start making sacrifices again to appease some... whatever the fuck. YELLOWJACKETS (2021— ) S03E08, "A Normal, Boring Life"
i am ridiculously fond of the fact that no amount of jedi training and meditation will ever stop mara jade from going covert guerrilla assassin mode at the drop of the hat and she tells nothing and no one about doing it she will see something suspicious and immediately slip back into that keen eyed blinders on tactician and come back days later with someone in handcuffs or incapacitated or dead like a dog with a bird in her teeth and luke will look at her very exasperatedly one of the characters ever
they’re kind of everything to me
YELLOWJACKETS 1.10 // 3.03 // 3.04
The most important person that you're gonna meet today. This is Dana. She's our charge nurse. She is the ringleader of our circus.
Katherine LaNasa as DANA EVANS THE PITT (2025—)
You run a Bakery, just a normal bakery, the only problem is that your customers at midnight to 6AM are mythical creatures who pay with gemstones and ancient gold and silver coins
“My guy, you are overpaying for your bread.” I tell the being in front of me, getting a hissed out sound that could be a laugh, could be a death rattle. There are six sourdough loaves on the counter, unbagged and still a little warm from the oven. It’s four-forty-five AM, and sunrise is in thirty minutes. “Unless this is a trick coin that disappears when the sun rises.” I muse, looking down at the very suspicious *solid gold* coin sitting on my counter. It’s happened before. “I’ll go get the scale I guess.” I say, resigned, and head back to the office where I keep the box of jewelers-grade tools for this kind of thing. If the coin is real, it certainly is heavy enough to be Significant. It’s nearly two ounces of solid gold. “Look.” I say, sighing as I look up the days gold prices. “If I take this coin as a solid piece, *and* it’s genuine through a year and a day, I’ll take the value and set you up a tab so that you don’t have to pay every time. Human money isn’t worth as much as this any more, and it’s not fair to overcharge you for *bread*.” I tell it. The coin is worth over five thousand dollars in modern human American currency. That’s absolutely going to be a pain to explain to the IRS. A chittering sound like birds in the dark. Agreement, probably. Should be anyhow, my refusal to cheat anyone has been the reason these strange beings show up more and more often. “So I can’t make change for this.” I tell the being. “I’ll add it to the Vault, get it appraised once I’ve got it authenticated, and in the meantime you can have as much bread as you want.” I say, and the bread vanishes into the things robes, to a very loud chirping storm that is silenced when the robes fall back into place. “Pleasure doing business.” the being says in a voice that isn’t human, is very much *not* human and I don’t want to ask further. “We will return. The wild seed rolls are delightful.” it says in six different voices, and I grin and nod. “Come back on Thursday.” I tell them. “I’ve been experimenting again, and I think the sunflower and pumpkin seed rolls are ready to go live. We’ve got the drop scheduled on instagram and tiktok!” I tell them, and they whistle a chirpy tune as they pull a cell phone out of nowhere and scan my code that I had etched into the counter so that I didn’t have to make business cards. Even the eldrich have smartphones these days, and it’s just easier to have something available that they don’t have to touch to get what they want, since some rules still say that they must offer something of equivalent exchange and cannot take gifts. Like a business card. It’s not easy running a bakery, and nobody else will work the witching hours, but it’s a lot of fun. I’d had no idea that so many *interesting* beings also loved bread as much as I do. I turn from waving to the strange being, and I move to check out my next customer. Who is absolutely not three gnomes in a trench coat. Absolutely not. That would be absurd. They want three sandwiches, three giant cookies, and three coffees. Can’t be three gnomes in a trench coat though. The rubies they pay with are very pretty though, and I consider again how hard it would be to find a jeweler who didn’t ask questions. A ruby necklace would be a lovely way to turn the gems and gold into cash for the business account. I reload the gnomes tab, and they leave with their sandwiches and coffee and cookies, and I throw in a pack of ginger snap cookies for them to try too, since they always leave me good reviews on the local facebook pages.
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You were absolutely right to tag me in this, this is phenomenal! Fun and fresh and endearing! The gnomes in a trench coat has my cry-laughing after the day I’ve had. Thanks so much for sharing your writing @jazzybot4
Aren't you worried about what we're gonna have to tell people? All of the lies we will have to memorize and be on the exact same page about? Everything we've done out here, what happened to Jackie, and Javi, and... No matter what, we can't trust the scientists. Oh, shit. We're gonna have to kill them, Van. And even then, someone could slip up when we get home, and then everyone would know what we did, and I don't know what would happen, but it wouldn't be good for us. Our futures would be fucked. This will follow us for the rest of our lives. This place will follow us for the rest of our fucking lives. Why is no one thinking about this?
YELLOWJACKETS, 3x08 "A Normal, Boring Life"