CALL YOUR BOY LIBRARY BOOKS THE WAY IM CHECKING HIM OUT
CALL YOUR BOY A HARDCOVER THE WAY I’M TAKING OFF HIS JACKET
CALL YOUR BOY A BOOK THE WAY I WANT TO GET BETWEEN HIS COVERS
CALL YOUR BOY A BOOK THE WAY IM RUNNING MY FINGERS ALONG HIS SPINE
CALL HIM AN E-READER THE WAY IM TURNING HIM ON
CALL HIM MORE FUNDING FOR LIBRARIES THE WAY EVERYONE WANTS HIM
CALL HIM A WELL-LOVED BOOK THE WAY HE'S FALLING APART IN MY HANDS
The light of Alderaan still travels through space and time, if you look up at the night sky it's like it never really left ✨ Happy May the 4th!
happy may the 4th :)
and i wake every night
crying, “set me free”
Abbey by Mitski
happy may the fourth!!!
Gonna go on a hiatus for a good long while. Not ignoring anyone just focusing on school & shit
I have endured what no one on earth has ever done before
I put to my lips the hands of the man who killed my son.
*THE GIGGLE ENDING SPOILERS*
EVERYONE STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING
I’ve just read the novelisation of the Giggle and the ending has me on my knees - it goes into much more detail than the show so guess what
THE DOCTOR BOUGHT THAT HOUSE
THAT IS HIS HOUSE
He chose it, he went to an estate agents and said ‘I want this pretty house’, offered them £60, then rang Kate Stewart and discovered he was getting paid by UNIT this whole time, was able to afford the house/mortgage and BOUGHT THAT HOUSE
The Nobles still have a house in London but they STAY WITH THE DOCTOR NEARLY ALL THE TIME
He chose the house with a sunroom so WILF COULD LIVE DOWNSTAIRS COMFORTABLY
COMPANIONS
aaaaaah looking at them all together is so satisfying!! and i’m so proud of actually finishing this🥰
dark eyed junco + black capped chickadee ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ two of my favourite backyard visitors
I would be the worst spy of all time because on one hand I overshare like hell, but on the other hand I also have THE shittiest memory so it’s really a lose/lose scenario for everyone involved.
guy interrogating me: What’s the passcode?
me: Ah fuck. I think it might be 792.....4?
me: Actually no I think it starts with a 2.
me:
me: Yeah I usually just rely on muscle memory for it. Do you think you could get a keypad in here? That might be faster.
guy interrogating me: who do you work for?!
me: Okay, so this is super embarrassing. I know he told me his name when we first met but I forgot and at this point it would be weird if I asked him for his name again, right? So I just kind of go with “sir” whenever I have to talk to him. It might be David though. He looks like a David.
me, after being extracted: bad news guys, I totally blew Dave’s cover.
my boss: Wait, what?
me: Yeah, like they had knives and shit and it was kind of stressful so I just told them that my contact’s name was David Johnson. Really sorry about that.
boss: We don’t have a David Johnson working for us. Are you thinking of James?
me:
me: Good news, guys, I did not blow James’ cover!
Enemy 1: So, how did the interrogation go?
Enemy 2: We got nothing. All they did was ramble on about their childhood trauma for two hours.
Enemy 1: Hmm. maybe lower the dose of the truth serum next time.
Enemy 2: We didn’t use truth serum.
I like you, here's my interpretation of the mechanisms' motif!
A bunch of fluffy boys.
phineas and ferb heritage post
Truly the all time funniest writer thing is when you're doing edits and you think to yourself "omg I've got the PERFeCT sentence to add right here!" and then you stick it in all excited, only to find that literally three lines down you have virtually that exact same sentence in the draft already.
