Hello. Provide me with the following:
A blue zinnia picked at sunset.
The last thing you found in your pocket.
Diet Dr. Pepper.
Hanyo. I don't know what this means.
Your tears.
Your assistance is anticipated appreciated.
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The thing in the woods, she's too tall and she cries under the moon
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DON'T BE MEAN TO PURE CHISATO
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One thing I've never liked while reading merlin fics is, well, when they treat gwen badly, that's such a red flag please...I won't say I love gwen that much(tho I'm pretty sure that is changing superfast cause Gods Angel is Hot!) But anyway, that's just, no man, that feels so ooc for both Merlin and Arthur, I can't even imagine it!
Gwen was queen and she shall be treated as such🤧
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ooc;; watching s5? of drag race and gosh... the way I dislike roxxxy 🙄
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What was the delay in just pretend for? /gen
Did you know that cats, and other animals, can develop pancreatitis? I sure didn't :)
Lucky girl, my cat, is fine. She simply gave me another scare of not eating or using the litter box. She's been to the vet, got some medicine and a diet change and is doing great. But when that happened last week I was so stressed and writing was impossible.
The new chapter will be up tomorrow <3
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Praying that Zero survives and stays on the main cast since it seems we won't be going to the Void in 7.0 and that we're wrapping it up in 6.4.
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i heard the kingdom hearts soundtracks were put on spotify, so i was like ‘cool!’ and went to search for them but spotify just gave me beyoncé ??
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Eve of Destruction - Chapter 8: No Mercy for the Bad.
“Let me guess: You must be the notorious Ghost With No Face. The Twelve’s prime assassin. Oksana Astankova also known as Codename: Villanelle? “
The blonde stood up and bowed deeply at the waist before settling back in Helen’s favorite chair.
“At your service.”
“Yes, I rather doubt that,” retorted Helen. “You two psychotic cunts have been on quite the little rampage. Why haven’t you killed me already?”
Villanelle rocked back in the chair and even swiveled around in a complete circle confidently. She smiled sweetly at Helen before murmuring, “You’re not dead yet only because you are still more valuable alive.”
Helen was honestly surprised by Villanelle’s admission, but before she could respond the Russian beat her to it.
“Eve seems to believe you can still be of use to us. I disagree. I think we’ve done just fine ourselves taking out our enemies and striking terror in the hearts of the ones we haven’t eliminated yet.”
An icy chill ran through Helen's spine. The deadpan way the young woman discussed and dismissed the multiple murders she had committed over the last few weeks was so casual she might as well be discussing the weather or taking out the rubbish.
Which is precisely what she (and her partner) had done in the last two months. They had singlehandedly slaughtered more of The Twelve’s agents and assets in a matter of days and weeks than MI6 had done in as many years. MI6 was encumbered by rules and regulations as well as upper leadership that either micromanaged right down to the last paper clip or was completely hands-off as long as things got done and there was no blowback.
Helen’s managerial style was decidedly hands-off. It had worked well with Carolyn until she became too damned cocky as well as Eve Polastri when Carolyn needed to be taken off the board.
She had dealt with murderous psychopaths before. She was certain she could deal with this one.
That thought was shattered without warning along with her kneecap when Villanelle put a bullet through it.
(illustrations by Mi3D Art and Malicious Misery)
Ao3 link.
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that idea of girl not accepting her weight until she hears that her belly is 700 pounds is on my mind with calli
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