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MONKEY MAN (2024) dir. Dev Patel
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shatterthefragments · 3 hours
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Oh it FLAKY :(
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shatterthefragments · 5 hours
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"disability only exists because the world isnt accessible" idk how to tell you this but chronic pain still hurts
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shatterthefragments · 8 hours
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Feeling some type of way. We’re a bit loose with tradition even for Qing Ming so “oh you don’t have to” but it’s important tradition so I went today instead (first day off im in and available ish) and idk if it’s bc there’s not as much awkwardness(?) of holding up tradition without the Proper Adults around (for example: I don’t remember them telling us the festival name I think I found out through instagram reels. It was just tradition to me) (even if it’s loose and different at the very least bare bones of bowing and flowers stays)
And feeling some type of way bc when we all go uncle has friends who have passed now (and one day he’ll join them) and how this is just of the family that came to Canada and died here.
I’m okay. I just. Don’t know if I’ve ever been this emotional on what truly is broken down to be just driving around and bowing before offering flowers to family.
Furthermore how has it been that long?
I thought “how has it been seven years?” But. It’s been nine… wishing we make more noodles together.
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shatterthefragments · 8 hours
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Fuck I love this fleece I could’ve fit two more boxes of Covid tests if I wanted to into the two main pockets (I got four bc I wasn’t sure how many would fit in my pockets) *we have them available for free at pharmacies and there were a lot more on the table so I don’t think it’s bad that I get several boxes at once when I bother to make the trip in to this one where it has the altrom ones still rather than the other ones that are maybe less sensitive and are less comfy to use tbh
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shatterthefragments · 9 hours
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Cake is amazing, bar is alright (I just lemon and pistachio are great so I thought I’d try it) and the tarts are, as always when not frangipaned (I don’t like almonds unless whole/sliced), effervescent ✨💖
Ok
Stopped by the local bakery to see if they had pistachio tarts and they do so I got some ♥️😍 and trying a lemon honey cake too? And a London fog bc yes
So anyway I’m stopping back home first to save some in the fridge for later oops 😅
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shatterthefragments · 9 hours
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Ok
Stopped by the local bakery to see if they had pistachio tarts and they do so I got some ♥️😍 and trying a lemon honey cake too? And a London fog bc yes
So anyway I’m stopping back home first to save some in the fridge for later oops 😅
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shatterthefragments · 10 hours
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But then again there isn’t one thing that I’m like I MUST GO GET THIS so maybe I won’t actually go there or I’ll take my chances and go to a different place first…
Anyway. I’ll just go and see what happens.
…traffic. That’s what’s going to happen. Oh well we’re Death of Peace of Minding it there~
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shatterthefragments · 10 hours
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Trying to convince myself it’s okay if I do things out of the order I had planned in my head
If I want to go I should just go go go go if I need to catch the later showing that’s okay. I made my other payment and I’m not anywhere near as fucked as I thought I’d be since it was most of a paycheque but I still neee to save money (this is referring to fucking city parking fees :()
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shatterthefragments · 11 hours
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…while I still love and support women owned businesses they had the girls holding hands emojis and I got excited and thought it was a lesbian owned cafe (I mean. One or both of them could Also be lesbians) but they’re sisters. Semi local but inconvenient place to walk to but a nice area. Ah well. I’m hoping to get to the city still today (I say, still attempting to catch up on stuff from last night…) but I really should get dressed and head out…
And maybe wash and change my sheets
(I am being overly ambitious there but I think it would be good to esp since the tats are Out)… yeah. I’ll at least get my comforter in the wash and then I can change the other sheets while it’s drying
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shatterthefragments · 12 hours
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DEV PATEL Monkey Man (2024) dir. Dev Patel
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shatterthefragments · 12 hours
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Ugh even if it’s raining it would be better for me to go out today I think (less traffic) and I could go see monkey man if I go to the city today but it’s only late on Fridays and I have to work Saturday.
I’m a little worried about running errands while having tattoos uncovered. (Even though I’m thankful that it doesn’t actually *seem* or feel like an open wound.) but logically I know people don’t just book a few weeks off life just to heal a tattoo.
They’re starting to flake a bit. (Which I am Not Happy about but it’s the fucking process :( and it’s not as bad as it could be)
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shatterthefragments · 13 hours
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short little prompt fill for @shatterthefragments, i hope you enjoy!
She wakes up with something sharp poking into her back and winces. Joe hushes her.
“Come here,” he says, and she burrows a little more closely into his side. There’s barely enough room for them both to squeeze in behind the filing cabinet. Nile doesn’t know how long they’ll have to stay there. Long enough for everyone in the building to leave, and they’ve already been there for hours. She doesn’t remember the last time she slept in a bed.
She feels Joe press a kiss to her temple. “Go back to sleep,” he says. “I’ll keep an eye out.”
Nile wraps her arms around him a little tighter and shifts again. There’s still something poking her in the back. She tries to ignore it. She can’t.
Joe starts gently stroking her hair, and she huffs and settles a little more. “Back to sleep,” he says again, and this time Nile does fall asleep, snug in his arms.
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shatterthefragments · 13 hours
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okay hear me out but for the first kiss prompts: Nicky/Booker + '' you kissed me first. '' '' i definitely didn't. ''
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It happens on a rainy day.
They’re watching football. It’s what they usually do when they’re bored and Booker is too lazy to engage in some sort of home improvement project in the safe house of the week. Nicky has politely joined him and Joe and is polishing his sword on the other end of the couch (he’s also bored out of his mind, Booker knows it) and Joe’s been sprawled on top of both of them, his head in Nicky’s lap and his feet in Booker’s. Booker half-assedly complained about it for about fifteen minutes, until the game got interesting, and then he could really complain, because Joe kicked him in the face out of excitement when Juventus scored.
Now Joe’s in the kitchen, banging around looking for food, and Nicky’s staring at him. Still polishing his sword.
You are so weird, Booker thinks. What actually comes out of his mouth is, “What are you staring at?” It sounds more accusatory than he means it to.
Nicky carefully sets the sword aside. Booker raises an eyebrow.
It happens so fast that Booker smashes his head into the arm of the couch. One second Nicky is still staring at him, so intently that Booker feels like a bug, and the next second he’s on top of him, giving Booker the worst kiss he’s ever had in his life. Their noses are pressed together, their teeth clacking. Booker reaches up with the intent to try and push him off, but ends up slinging an arm around his neck and tilting his head and things change after that, things go on a course from worst kiss in his life to one of the best.
Booker moves again to pull him closer, and then immediately realizes what he’s doing and shoves him off. Nicky just blinks at him.
“What the fuck was that?”
Nicky shrugs. “You kissed me first.”
Booker bursts out laughing. “I definitely didn’t.” He points at Nicky’s discarded sword. “You were all the way over there, and then you launched yourself at me - ”
“I did not launch myself at you - ”
“- and started kissing me for no reason at all - ”
“ - I had a very good reason, if you must know - ”
“And I - you what?” Booker stares at him. Nicky stares back, completely nonplussed. There’s no way anyone could tell what had happened, except for the way Nicky’s hair’s sticking up slightly in the back.
“I had a very good reason,” Nicky says, and then says nothing else.
Booker waits politely for what feels like five years, before he says “And?”
“And what?”
“Your reason?”
“Oh, that is for me to know.”
“You are so fucking weird,” Booker says, because he really can’t hold it back this time, and loops a hand around the back of Nicky’s neck to pull him down and kiss him again.
What the hell. He’ll roll with it.
first kiss prompts
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shatterthefragments · 13 hours
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you have to stay alive. you're going to be such a beautiful middle aged freak. young freaks will see you in the street and know that things can be okay.
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I DOMT LIKE THE WAY THIS FEELS NEAR FABRIC
…this nightshirt is perfectly fine I’ll get used to it I’ll adapt.
…my arm has air on it now (also a thin layer of aquaphor)
It is strange; i am worried (i am anxious)
The lines are slightly raised? Logically I know this is probably normal and the immune response of Swelling is literally the first thing that happens but. Anyway I don’t want to think about this I am just Avoiding The Horrors and will go put on clothes and the laundry. (I hope I have something loose enough I can at least hide my upper arm one. I don’t really want dad to know until he has to at this point…)
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…my arm has air on it now (also a thin layer of aquaphor)
It is strange; i am worried (i am anxious)
The lines are slightly raised? Logically I know this is probably normal and the immune response of Swelling is literally the first thing that happens but. Anyway I don’t want to think about this I am just Avoiding The Horrors and will go put on clothes and the laundry. (I hope I have something loose enough I can at least hide my upper arm one. I don’t really want dad to know until he has to at this point…)
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