and when eddie comes back and buck starts making noise about finding a new place to live and he wonders if ravi has any places available meanwhile blissfully unaware ravi is just living his life until eddie diaz fresh out of texas chainsaw massacre house corners him in the station and tells him he's not to offer buck an apartment under any circumstances
Mary: Me and Annie did eventually come to love each others as husband and wifes, but it did take a very long times, it did.
Alison: Aw, a slow burn
Mary: …a what.
Chim: Literally nothing is better than repeatedly doing a bit your partner doesn't like. Buck: Whenever Eddie mentions being gay, I shout "You're gay?!" as if I'm just learning it for the first time. Hen: Whenever Karen comes into our room while I'm working, I always respond with "How did you get past security?"
Chim: I pretend to be angry and say "I'm going cycling don't wait up" and then I get on the atationary bike in the living room that's next to the couch Maddie is sitting on.
:)
ravi's little "that's my motto!" about enjoying it while it lasts in 7x09 was likely meant to be a throwaway line to bring him into the conversation, and he does not seem to be saying it cynically at all, but if i think about that line too long in the context of him being a pediatric cancer survivor i will lose what's left of my marbles
as an spn veteran this scene looks to me like a slightly older god stuck in a basically floating car after losing his powers while being saved by the gay firefighters
Imagine you work at some fucking roadside diner in buttfuck nowhere and you have to wait a table with three dudes who aren't from around here and the guy with the long hair immediately pulls out his laptop with what looks like cult shit in the web browser and asks for your worst salad option, and the guy in the trenchcoat sniffs the pepper shaker and declares the molecules to be very sharp and the guy with the greenest eyes you've ever seen calls you sweetheart and then proceeds to engage with intimate eye contact with trenchcoat to a degree that is downright indecent and then orders the heart attack special on your menu and every time you walk past their table they're talking about that gruesome murder that happened in town and the pretty guy is feeding the trenchcoat guy fries while the hair guy talks about desecrating corpses
I'm glad that people are still having fun on tumblr even after we found out about the frightening ghoul that reblogs posts but doesn't say anything
“Fyp” we don’t do that here. I mean, Tumblr the app and website tries, but we don't do that here.
“But then how will anyone see it?” peer review.
“How do you get engagement?” by talking and engaging with other people. Or making a devastating typo. Either way.
“But—” Listen, you’re not doing solo stand up anymore. This is a group improv class being held in a SAW dungeon. Good luck.
i do what i want ;)aromantic/agender/asexualso many fandoms live rent free in my head
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