Local fire department with the severe weather analogy we can all understand
i dont get offended at white people jokes even though im white because:
i can recognize white people as a whole have systemically oppressed POC in america, which is where i live
most people when they make white people jokes only mean the shitty white people and i am not a shitty white person
im not a pissbaby
"Oh, please.. 'killing me'? that's so two years ago.."
Just got these from here: http://wirewax.com/sherlock
with the imminent release of Sherlock Series 3 and the Christmas mini-sode “Many Happy Returns” (additional info here and in the FAQ below the cut), many international fans, once again, scramble to find a way to watch/watch live.
here a few simple tips and tricks:
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#SiSoy
Me: *aggressively refreshing my mails and my carefully curated AO3 search page*
Me: come on, AO3. Do your thing. Do the magic. Where are the updates, where is my fix? Will you really make me reread a comfort fic for the millionth time? Don’t think I won’t *shakes fist*
AO3:
Me: *sobs* pretty pls?
@probably-drunk-madara
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But, much to Madara’s disdain, Tobirama doe not care one bit for the condition Madara is in. He had seen Madara in various states of disarray, with his face messed up, bloody, with twisted arms, and then beyond. Strangely enough, he thinks the wild battle-rage type of a look fits Madara more than any proper look ever could. And this is coming from him without any other intentions in mind. Just that. A simple appreciation of one’s aesthetics. If it can even be called that.
Yet, luckily, Tobirama’s appreciation for seeing Madara all beat up does not show that much on his face. That would be awkward. Instead, he looks almost tentative. Thoughtful. Carefully he presses his fingers to Madara’s nose, feeling along one of its sides.
“It’s not broken. Merely fractured, probably. There is nothing necessarily to fix there. Just better get some painkillers and ice for it. As for the discolouration, well, buy yourself some make-up strong enough to cover it if you mind so much.”
It really isn’t anything too tragic and Tobirama isn’t sure whether to be disappointed or relieved, so he settles on being somewhere in the middle, using his other hand which he places on Madara’s jaw to turn his face a bit to see his nose from a different angle just to make sure that there indeed is no bump or any visible damage besides the bruising and dried blood.
Speaking of the blood, Tobirama moves aside to throw away the bloody tissues seeing as Madara no longer needs them - the nosebleed has long since ceased. All that remains are the dried bits. For that, Tobirama reaches into his messenger bag, digging around for a while before he finds what he’s been looking for.
“Here, you might need this,” he then thrusts a small packet of wet tissues at Madara’s chest, holding it there until Madara decides to take them. Which he should unless he wants to risk Tobirama wrestling him into that too.
“You are lucky,” Tobirama adds as an afterthought, Not that he would want to absolutely ruin Madara’s visage per se, but at least he doesn’t have to suffer the consequences and Madara is still the same old. Hawk nose or not. Tobirama prefers him this way and so does everyone else. Or at least he thinks so.
“Stay here and clean yourself. I’ll run in and get the painkillers. If they see you, they will call he cops on us and I am not getting banned from a pharmacy of all places.”
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yes, this is. BEST CHAPTER (till now..)
Watching the original Star Trek on Netflix has been the best decision I have made because you get flawless scenes like this
My mom told me I am a motherfucking moron stupid asshole berk.
Since it's my mom and she's supposed to know me better than anyone, I guess I am whatever she says I am.
🔥 tobirama ships?
this is what i think every time i see him described as an alpha/domtop