NICK TELLING SCHMIDT HE’S BEEN LIKE HIS HUSBAND AND HIS WIFE ALL THESE YEARS THAT’S SOME GOOD SHIT MHMMM
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NICK TELLING SCHMIDT HE’S BEEN LIKE HIS HUSBAND AND HIS WIFE ALL THESE YEARS THAT’S SOME GOOD SHIT MHMMM
Nick/Jess?
B: s1-2C: s2+
kyrafic replied to your post:THE OFFICE
I ENJOY THESE THOUGHTS esp wrt Pam and Dwight and Jim/Pam/Dwight. Because of course it would be them together after everything. Absolutely I do.
honestly they are one of my Most Important Ships, and season 8 especially was basically attempting to make them canon, I STAND BY THAT, Jim/Pam/Dwight and their kids, all of it forever and ever
Did anyone here used to talk on the Gilmore Girls message boards on TWOP? I just randomly remembered something. Remember how Luke kept his boat in Lorelai’s garage and then she painted the garage pink and blue, and then a lot of symbolic shit happened in there and we called it the “Pink and Blue Garage of [something] and Boat-Parking. Was it the Pink and Blue Garage of Love and Boat-Parking?
ANCILLARY JUSTICE THO RIGHT????
I KNOW.
I haven’t spoken about it much on Tumblr cause I finished it at 9Worlds where I could scream at people IRL, but it was a really great book.
Also I got heart-eyes over some of the Ancient Rome parallels cause I’m a fucking Ancient History nerd.
Ooh, ooh: Eli, Ezra. Please?
Eli, a proclamation, a sign at a protest and a shout in a quiet room. Eli is the clink of wine glasses after a toast and the rush of blood when you leap to your feet, the wildflower that takes root in a hedgerow and the car that speeds past on the motorway. Eli, Eli - drink it in, it tastes like courage on the tongue.
Ezra, now, that’s softer, a pianoforte - quiet when it could be loud. Ezra is like velvet under your fingers, standing up rough like a cat’s fur stroked the wrong way. It’s the metal point of a biro writing notes on your arm, cool press on the bones of your wrist. Ezra is the thud of your back when you fall into your chair and the slap of bare feet on the tiled floor, it’s the ache when you rub your fingers over an old bruise. It’s the rough scrape of your favourite shirt against your skin, ill-fitting but too much like home not to forgive.
kyrafic replied to your post “WHAT DID YOU SAY TO JAKE OMG”
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you took the words right out of my mouth
kyrafic replied to your post “hey it’s me i’m about to watch the parenthood finale so any further...”
Haha I love that I don't know if you mean your real mom or LG.
this is...... so embarrassing... i must be stopped