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PROMPTS FOR LIES, DECEIT, AND VILLAINY
@toksikk: "I always get what I want." (From Lexus)
"Oh, honey, I bet you do."
House has no idea what the younger woman is referring to, but does it matter, really? It isn't in his interest to know as long as he gets to gawk.
"What can I get for you? Hundred dollars, my firstborn son?"
@toksikk ― [ mercedes && michael ] "I made you some fresh coffee."
Having been focused on a book, Michael opts to hold up a finger to indicate, hold on a moment. In only a few short seconds, he finishes the passage, marks his progress with a small paper clip, and finally turns his attention to the mug placed in front of him. “ Black, steaming, just a hint of creamer, ” he inspects out loud. So, she remembers. Good to know. “ Thank you. ” There's an awkward pause, like he's contemplating what to say, as thin pale fingers tap at the mug. “ . . . Unusually quiet here today. I can actually read without much interruption. ”
@toksikk asked: “The hot apple cider’s ready if you want any.” (for Logan from Lorna)
HALLOWEEN INSPIRED PROMPTS | Accepting
Logan inhales through his nose, smiling as he smells the apple cider. He sat up from his spot on a couch, where he was lying down resting his eyes. He gets to his feet, groaning a bit. "It smells good." He speaks, walking toward the smell, glancing back to see if she was following him. "I don't think I ever had apple cider, let alone hot apple cider."
@toksikk 〢 cont from here .
Well, you miss one-hundred percent of the shots you don’t take. Still, Butters was left a little confused and couldn’t just leave without some clarification. As pretty as they were, girls remained mysterious and often pretty silly.
“Well, why’s it gotta girl code if we didn’t actually date?” It still stung him a bit to think that he and Lexus were never dating, that she never liked him at all, and there was some mildly delusional part of himself that thought she actually might. But he didn’t pursue it any further after how embarrassed he was the first time.
“You’re prettier than Ferrari is,” he said. “And I overheard you talking about horror movies. I have a lot of horror movies at my place!”
[ .... ] damon was looking forward to a quiet night to himself in the mystic grill. just him, a comfy stool, and a neat glass of bourbon he can use to drown all his sorrows with. after the major failure of attempting to track down and find his baby brother, he felt more down in the dumps than usual. he felt he had owed it to stefan to bring him back from the clutches of klaus and help him rediscover that pesky humanity switch that he desperately needs to be turned back on. elena had counted on him and letting her down wasn't helping him with his self-pity. he should've been alone that day in the forest; why did alaric have to give in and bring elena? it ruined the entire plan.
the bartender comes back around and refills his glass which damon promptly tells them to just leave the bottle for him. he was planning on killing the whole thing, anyway. that's when he hears @popularmxnster slip directly next to him in the empty stool beside him, inviting himself to a drink. he sighed deeply, only slightly annoyed, ❝ you know, you're pretty bold for the asshole that just ruined everything only a day ago ❞ damon stated, taking a sip of his fresh drink.
❛ i'm the asshole? what does that make you then? ❜
damon scoffed at alaric's remark, rolling his eyes. he looks over at his friend, holding his glass, ❝ the bigger asshole for even thinking you wouldn't screw it up ❞ damon spat back, sarcasm dripping from his tone. he sighed, ❝ you were supposed to hold elena back ... at home ... far away from a pack of hungry dogs. if klaus had seen her — ❞
@toksikk (alaric) said : i want you to know that i'm happy for you.
જ⁀➴ ❝ happy for me? ❞ the brunette questioned with an inquisitive frown , ❝ because I got a good grade on my assignment or .. something else, because no offense but an A on a paper really isn't new to me ❞ , and that wasn't her bragging , the school would have had her records to know that Verity was an excelling student.
❝ sorry if that sounded rude ❞ , she avoided her gaze , simply confused.
▸ @toksikk ⟶ ❛ For the song meme- 36. Mercedes to Michael! ❜ ╱ ( wrapped , accepting . )
“I don’t really get why everybody’s all excited about the possibility of colonizing Mars.” Michael has his eyes fixed on the night sky, cigarette wasting away between his fingers. “It’s not like moving away from Earth will be some miracle cure, and all our problems will be solved, and we’ll sing Kumba-fucking-ya forever.”
It surprises most people that Mercedes, of all people, takes a lot of Michael’s grim views about the world herself, but he is glad that she does. He likes being able to speak what’s really on his mind without getting called a doomer faggot or whichever other insult is currently trending among the conformists. According to the news, life on Mars isn’t as far away as he thought it was, but he’s not exactly stoked about being proven wrong.
“We spend some time floating out in space, find another planet, make the same mistakes.” He takes a drag while he watches plane lights blink overhead, wondering how many paranoid little conspiracy theorists out there think that’s a UFO. “Well, the air’s on fire, so we’re moving on. Better find another one ‘cause this one’s done.” He rolls his eyes. “Like they won’t just fuck Mars up even harder and faster than they did here.”
(36) "Lampshades On Fire" // Modest Mouse