Feb 19
here watch me attempt to spell vaccuum sixteen times before i gave up (yes, i am much too on a roll to google it, if i go on google, i will lose myself down a rabbit hole
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here watch me attempt to spell vaccuum sixteen times before i gave up (yes, i am much too on a roll to google it, if i go on google, i will lose myself down a rabbit hole
Mallachel, please!
Turning to face Celebrimbor again, he asks, “Do you have any hawkbill blades? Small ones?”
The expressions that chase each other across Celebrimbor’s face would be amusing, if Mallachel had the patience for them. He wants Mallachel to describe the device’s effects. He’s surprised by the request. He does have them, but he can’t think of a non-nefarious reason for Mallachel to ask for them. He’s indecisive about whether to try to get more information about the request or ignore it and press about the experiment. Mallachel just glares at him until he makes the fucking decision. “Why do you want one?”
Sometimes I have to remind myself that yes life is short but it's also really long. You don't have to have everything figured out by age thirty or forty or whatever seemingly unattainable expectation you've set for yourself. You've literally only been a completely conscious human being with a fully developed brain for less than ten to twenty years, before that you were a barely cognizant baby or walking hormone soup. You've got so much time to learn, to grow, to do all the things that you see people of all ages around you doing. There is no strict timeline. There is no rule book. And you've got time, so much time.
Ominis: Sebastian, you're late.
Sebastian: Geez, sorry. There was a situation in the hall of prophecies, but now I'm here.
MC: did you bring a gift?
Sebastian: A gift?
Ominis: For Tom. Tom! Your dad's here!
Tom (6yo): *runs over* did you bring me something, Daddy?
Sebastian: What for?
MC: It's his birthday.
Tom: It's my birthday!
Ominis *rolls his eyes*
Sebastian: No, no. I remember it very well. Your birthday was a year ago!
MC *under her breath*: idiot.
Ominis *face palming*
Tom *giggling*
Sebastian: But you can have this.
Tom *cheers and runs back to Harry*
Ominis *frowning*: What did you give him? Is it safe?
MC: He gave him a flaming orb.
Ominis: Sebastian!
Sebastian: What! It's totally safe.
*an explosion nearby, then children laughing*
MC: I'll get the burn-paste.
I have exactly 27.5 hours to start and complete an art project on an A2 background with A3 elements okkkkkk
Musical mutuals what musical should I watch next
shit. Just realized that I have to analyze the monologue before that script drops. (I don’t have to, but I want to see if my thoughts line up with what we get.)
Because the script for the van scene gave us all of Will. and none of Mike. So, I need to try and figure Mike out before we get nothing again. However, there were the barest of crumbs in the Papa script that we managed to find, so I am cautiously optimistic.
ive got my party poison hair and im trying back on the purple doctor jacket i bought last year and havent really dared to try on again and ive got a pale green blouse and dark blue tie with flower patterns and i’ll need a bit of practice and a bit of time but im gonna have such a good gender one day