bring the bass back

my love, your love, your time machine.

[thestargazerlily]

── lilly

YOU SEEM PRETTY ANGRY FOR A GIRL SO FULL OF HOPE.

20s. she/her. stuck in a time loop (again). germany. of sunsets and earrings and unmade beds. something different bloomed, writing in my room. at the beach, in every life, through every door.

[🪩] my web weavings [🐛] my edits [🍀] my writing ⋆ ao3 [🎧] music recs ⋆ my spotify [📖] fable ⋆ reado [🩷] fav books/movies/shows/albums of... 2025

[existential-queeer]

Mel practically hanging onto his arm like a monkey.

Langdon dropping everything when he saw she was hurt.

He made a joke to make her laugh and she was able to read the humor in his smile like a book whereas other times the jokes go over her head.

She then made a joke from a year prior that only he would understand, and he still remembered.

Dana and Perlah being confused and hit with "it's an inside thing".

Mel being uncomfortable and overstimulated and Langdon clocking that shit IMMEDIATELY.

Langdon ushering the police out of her room to give her space and even turning off the lights to make sure she won't be overstimulated and giving her a safe, quiet space to decompress.

All the little things between them is making me insane.

They knew each other for a DAY, mind you.

A SINGLE DAY. ALMOST A YEAR AGO.

NOW THEY'RE BONDED LIKE FERAL CATS.

[beautyqueenforbes]

credit: squyd.ink (instagram)

[mermaidrobby]

[avalonjoan]

day 11: surprise

@kingdonmicrofic . g . 220 words . ao3

Mel's about to leave the building when she hears Langdon shout her name. He's breathless as he jogs the stretch of hallway to the door and stops in front of her. "Hey," he says, running a hand through his hair. "I need to tell you something, but you can't tell anyone."

Frowning, Mel tilts her head. "What is it?"

Langdon lowers his voice and leans in, mouth close enough that Mel can feel his breath on her ear. "When you get in tomorrow, Dana's going to ask to talk to you about a patient, but when she takes you to the room, there's gonna be as many people as she can round up there to surprise you."

"Oh."

Langdon pulls away, grimacing. "And now I'm realizing that maybe you would've been okay with it. Fuck, I just worried that—"

"No! No, I'm glad you told me. I never know what to do when people surprise me, but I'm good at pretending to be surprised."

Taking a deep breath, Langdon smiles. "Good. Okay, yeah, good." Mel's expecting him to turn and go, but he hovers for a few seconds before saying, "So, if I happened to show up unannounced at your place tonight for a little pre-birthday celebration, would that be okay?"

Mel smiles. "I'll start practicing my shocked expression now."

[mateo-diaz]

Which Pitt character is your roommate?

Wheel of Names

Enter names, spin wheel to pick a random winner. Customize look and feel, save and share wheels.

spin the wheel and find out! 🔥

how will it go?

i am having a great time!

this will be awkward

this is a disaster

i don't go here / i'm bald

Remaining time: 6 days 13 hours

[craftclass]

@kingdonmicrofic july 11, surprise (wc: 186/186)

It’s a slow day, so she thinks he'll duck out at seven sharp, home to the wife and the two little kids she’s heard about and never seen. But he stays three hours past sign-out with the overdose teen whose parents never showed, speaking in a low voice with the lights out until the boy sleeps.

She tries not to stand too close to him because she knows everyone thinks she has a crush. But some asshole in triage lunges for her and Frank steps right in the middle, takes a fist to the jaw, and apologizes to her after for the way he had knocked into her shoulder.

She won't ask about his marriage because it's none of her business and she doesn’t think she wants to know the truth anyway. But some days he wears the ring and some days he doesn’t.

She’ll never get to kiss him. She's pretty sure of that. But she notices when he first sees the plastic mistletoe Princess hung in the breakroom and instinctively turns his head to look at her, absentmindedly running a hand through his hair. 

[kingdonmicrofic]

[hatosyscurls]

I can't believe they didn't nominate white baby girl jane doe. she shared scenes with Noah Wyle so beautifully and she didn't even roll her eyes at him once even after he stood in front of the mural so that it shaped a halo over him

[pghumfort]

In S3, Frank uses every spare minute he has to do some calculations in a little notebook and making calls to real estate agents and private landlords.

Mel asks him what he’s doing at some point and he reluctantly admits that he’s trying to figure out if he can swing a room somewhere (he long gave up on a place of his own) or if he needs to move back in with his parents, because between mortgage, student loans, medical and personal debt, child support, the car and feeding himself, things are looking bleak.

Mel’s eyes light up. She’s been looking for someone to move in, because Becca is at middle hill full time now, but the flat isn’t ideally set up for roommates who don’t know each other, some strange architecture and doors connecting rooms that really shouldn’t be there, does he want to come home with her after work to see it? Hell yeah he does.

He moves in the next day but can’t afford a bed for the life of him right now. Mel offers to front him the money but he insists he’s already imposing too much since she’s already not making him pay anything upfront and allowing him to get her the rent with his next pay check. He insists the floor is fine. Mel tells him hell no. He suggests the sofa. She says no, his back is bad enough, she’ll take the sofa. He vetoes that. Mel says her bed’s big enough, they’re adults they can share a couple of weeks til he gets his room sorted.

And so they sleep in her bed. It’s innocent for like a night or two. They’re spooning by the next weekend and fucking before his next pay check arrives. He never gets around to getting that bed. It becomes their hobby room instead.

[thestargazerlily]

still on mel wearing the horseshoe earrings and now socks with horses on them. 2026 is the year of the horse (chinese zodiac)

More specifically, it's the year of the Fire Horse…

also… frank its time to let go of that failmarriage

This Is What the Year of the Fire Horse Means for You

Prepare for a huge influx of energy—the first Fire Horse year for 60 years is here.

Navigate the Year of the Fire Horse: What to Do—and What to Avoid｜Culture｜2026-02-13｜web only

The rare Year of the Fire Horse, beginning February 17, 2026, brings a surge of intensity, momentum, and transformative change. This once-in

[swirlingyouintomypoems]

went to the doctor and she said I was fine! but every movie that I see makes me cry! it's like somebody put a weight on my chest! I should talk to a friend! but I can't! get! out! of! bed!

[phoebebyers]

[cressidascowper]

SEPIDEH MOAFI as BARAN AL-HASHIMI THE PITT | SEASON 2

[craftclass]

@kingdonmicrofic july 10, feast (wc: 470/301) (dedicated to noah wyle)

Privately, Robby likes to keep a pretty close score. It’s for the best. If his sabbatical taught him anything, it’s that he can’t handle the loneliness and the disappointment anymore, so he has to do this, for his own sake, he has to keep count, a mental tally on who he can trust and who he can’t. 

Frank Langdon, he’s learned, he can’t trust. Not by quite a large margin. 

Which is maybe why he gets so annoyed when Langdon turns up at the Friendsgiving thing. He wasn’t even in the groupchat, the one Shen had started and called feastie boys🍗- it was just supposed to be the fuck-ups with nowhere better to be. Robby certainly qualifies, single and childless. But Langdon has a wife. Two kids, a dog, medical debt, a long recovery road ahead of him. It’s the holiday weekend and Langdon is supposed to be at home. He shouldn’t be here, and he really shouldn’t be all pressed up against Dr. King as if there’s not plenty of room around the table at this shitty all-you-can-eat homestyle buffet place. 

He can’t stand it: Langdon keeps leaning in and King just smiles at him, probably doesn’t even realize he’s flirting. It’s egregious. 

He should pull Langdon aside. Be careful, he should say, You've got enough on your plate. Don't blow everything up over a woman who sees you as a brother at best. But then Langdon would snap at him, make some snarky comment about his extended sabbatical. Because, as much as he wishes otherwise, people don't really change. Not at their core, even when they try. 

By the time they all go around and say what they’re thankful for, Robby has to take a second to swallow down all the bitterness before he can say he’s grateful to be sleeping in his own bed again without sounding like a psycho.

Langdon says he's grateful for his support system. He says he’s lucky to have his friendships. He's looking at King when he says his life has been “greatly, greatly enriched” these past few months. That he's learning to be a better father. A better man.

No better husband. Robby notices, adds it to the tally. 

It’s ridiculous, and no one else seems bothered, which makes him wonder if this is just the new normal since he’s been gone. This is why he shouldn’t have left, he should have been here to make sure Langdon was staying the course. 

The fucker is just so - relaxed. It’s like he doesn’t care, or like he’s not struggling, which is absurd. When he smiles his face looks completely different, like he’s a whole new person.

Robby keeps his mouth shut and eats his food. He doesn't know what to make of any of it.

[francislangdon]

noah needs to stop trying to make langrob happen. it’s not going to happen. if two white dudes with an emotionally charged but fraught history don’t get the fujos going, it doesn’t have the sauce and you can’t make it have the sauce. if they were shippable then langdon would be getting his cervix destroyed on ao3 dot org but robby’s energy is just so rancid, no one is touching that with a ten foot pole

[feldfrog]

Children would be so jealous if they knew how many stickers we have in dive bar bathrooms

[stargirldotcom]

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