ɢᴏtᴄhД❣ @greengxblin-blog - Tumblr Blog

{ So, i’m gonna put this under a ‘read more.’ Because this shit is long. ‘s nothing bad, I just had a thing happen at work today that made me feel a thousand times better. y’know, it’s always the little things. And I worked out how queuing works, so you can expect some of those replies to be queued. Replies that I’m doing. Now. I swear.

Buut I’m gonna do them before I do any more, though: 2 of the oldest, 2 of the newest. And so on. Eventually I’ll end up with nothing in the middle. Sorry! Once I get this done, I’ll actually reply to things in a timely manner.

Ignoring problems until they eventually circle back to punch you in the face=100% recommended btw. BUT ANYWAY.

So I work in Fossil on Oxford Street, London, sometimes. Because university and Italian cheese is expensive as fuck.

And we get a lot of holidaying Europeans. And well--

#{ ooc }#{ seriously. who buys 5+ fossil watches in one go }

infexcted

“YOU definitely YOU. Remember the headlines I made last week.” He dramatically motioned out his hands, “One of the Osborn boys breaks priceless antique during Charity Party. You know old Norman knows which one of us that was,”

He was one of the few who could honestly tell the difference between them.

greengxblin-blog

❛ He's still pissed off about that? God. --I mean, it's not like his bank account suffered for it. ❜

Seeing as he was their father, it probably wasn't all that surprising that he could differentiate between the two. And yet, it never quite failed to catch him off-guard.

❛ Don't worry, Har. If it's me, I'll make sure you're not out of a job. I mean, I know how much you want this. ❜ He shot his brother an ironic grin.

#v; not one but two #infexcted #{ sorry this is so late }

{ I hate making posts like this, I really do. So, real talk. I was gonna get a bunch of posts/replies done, but I made the mistake of checking my emails and the family of one of the kids I used to know who died suddenly of a terminal illness contacted me because what would've been his 16th birthday's coming up and they want me to come and be involved in the event they're holding for it. Idek. I'm sorry, I'm going to aim to get everything done by Monday, because before this happened the excuse was work, and it's always something. And that's not fair on you guys. I'm really sorry. }

#{ ooc }#{ rae rants }

peanutparkerandjelly

Peter feels the hair prickle up on the back of his neck. His eyes squint in a

kind smile at harry. Out of old nervous habit he scratches the side of his

chin, just below his ear at the jaw line. he feels that harry might be onto him.

“well. alright. I’m just kind of bummed–I mean- We hardly talk any more.”

here it comes, more accusations from his friend, or an onslaught of quip

“I kind of miss it–you know old times” his eyes flicker up to meet his.

greengxblin-blog

There it was. The guilt. It was enough to convince Harry that his broad assumption had been 'right.' His smile was met with a smirk that couldn’t be described as anything but smug. ❛ --Hit the nail on the head, huh, Pete? ❜ He shook his head at his friend with an air of incredulity. ❛ You're something else, Pete, you really are-- ❜

For all his cynicism, Harry couldn't help, but fall silent at his response--No. They hadn't talked in a while. That, he couldn't even begin to deny-- But that was no fault of his own. It couldn't be. Hell, ❛ If you wanted to talk, you would've talked. You knew where to find me. ❜ He looked his friend directly in the eye with a hint of regret, though his posture remained tense. Fixed. ❛ --Look, I wanna hang out, okay? I wanna. But Pete, if you're doing all this out of guilt-- You can forget it. Sound fair? ❜

#v; 616 #peanutparkerandjelly #//on mobile so sorry if the formatting's fucked

{ so I have this scar across my neck. And when it hurts in public. Do I get sympathy? no. I get

‘the dARK LORd Has RIseN’

i fucking can’t }

#{ i'm dying }#{ it's not even that funny }#{ ooc }#{ queueing replies right now! so sorry }

{ watching Gotham s2 for the first time and

the fuck did they do to Barbara Kean though }

#{ and what's up with her eating tigress' face off }#{ whenever someone walks into the room }#{ i mean jeez man. penguin doesn't wanna see that shit }#{ ooc }#{ rae rants }

Send me a (•⊙ω⊙•) if you want to interact with me but have no idea how to start.

#{ ooc }#{ yass }

natstxrk

“Wow. You run one of the most influencial companies in this city and you couldn’t get a last minute costume. Son, –you have so much to learn. And I’m calling you an adult. I mean, you said yourself that you are one, no?”

greengxblin-blog

❛ What?? I wanted a quality one, okay? And last time I checked you don't get those at the last minute. —— Well yeah, but-- I mean-- you're never too old for Halloween, right? ❜

#{ this? late? pshh what are you talking about }#{ srsly though I'm sorry }#natstxrk #v; 3490

spookypurrjects-deactivated2016

“ yeah, thats like saying being Cat isn’t a job. which it is by the way. oh!!! any good matches yet??? i think i’m going on tomorrow. ”

greengxblin-blog

❛ ...Sure. I'm not arguing with you Fe. --Well, that'd be a yes, then. Looks like the odds are in your favor, Black Cat. Congrats. --Oh, and don't worry about water; I got you covered. You like Fillico, right?❜

#{ i asked the roomie to get coffee }#{ does that count }#{ oh hell yes. shippy shit=life }#v; welcome to the underground #assistantiism #{ update: i am now binge drinking coffee }#{ harry stop buying $100 water }

itskriskringle-deactivated20151

“ I wouldn’t touch Comet if I was you, he BITES. ”

greengxblin-blog

❛ Seriously? You'd have thought 'Santa's reindeer,' or whatever, would be a little more child friendly.❜

#itskriskringle #v; the prodigal #{ hii! }

bad-intentixns

#{ about }

natstxrk

*AVENGER AF*

#{ promo }#{ promoing the shit out of this }#i trusted queue!

spookypurrjects-deactivated2016

“ didn’t think this as your, second job, huh Osborn??? anyway, whats wrong??? ”

greengxblin-blog

❛ Nothing.❜ (Though his tone begged to differ.) ❛ Some idiots just can't take it when the match favourite loses. And for the record, this isn’t a job, Fe. This is just something to pass the time.❜

#{ god i'm tired @_@ }#{ gee i am literally running of coffee and shippy shit }#v; welcome to the underground #{ welcome to the underground }#assistantiism

{ 3000 word literature review that’s supposed to be being..well..reviewed tomorrow. And I have done 250 words. Well shit. }

#{ may or may not have forgotten }#{ eurgh }#{ sorry. so much for catching up}#{ I have 18 drafts and i'm doning 2 of the oldest and 2 of the newest every day }#{ minimum. so i'm getting there }#{ gonna be a lot faster after I've emptied it }#{ ooc }

"Shush, just concentrate on staying awake, okay? Don't sleep."

Do sleep… Don’t sleep. God, people were inconsistent. Shespent 99% of her time telling him he didn’t sleep enough– And as soon as he had to fight to keep hiseyes open, she wanted him awake. He could’ve laughed at the irony of it, onlyit caught in his - already dry - throat, coming out as more of a splutter; hischest heaving to accommodate even that. His speech came out as little more thana murmur.

❛ –could still make th-that restaurant reservation.. Just sayin’ ❜

#{ writing while sleep deprived=borderline crack. i'm so sorry }#{ nothing else wanted to work }#gwenuinely #v; the prodigal