Tulio: *sigh* I have to fire somebody but who ?? Bodoque is my best friend…Juanin does all the work…Policarpo lets me use his pool…Patana is my niece…the most useless out of all is me, but I can’t fire myself! I’d never forgive myself. I’d never talk to myself ever again.
Concept: leo tries to tell a joke but takumi never gets it,
leo wakes up takumi in the middle of the night “hey, takumi …wake up i just remembered a joke niles told me, it’s very good” “why do you have to tell me now???” “if i don’t say it now i’ll forget” “please go back to sleep, leo”
Remember that soldier Varian was checking on?? Touching his thigh?? That was his boyfriend and that was gay™
The merman that totally exists and that Varian is totally in love with
Random surfer chick who teaches Varian to surf
Random sailor guy who takes Varian out on cute lil boat rides
That one Summer Court warrior who stuck by Varian’s side the entire battle
That cute lil Day Court librarian
An artist from the Summer Court?? She paints Varian’s body when he’s asleep and he wakes up looking like a masterpiece and it makes him so happy?? SIGN ME UP™
A healer from the Dawn Court make it happen
Cresseida’s best friend? Listen normally I’m not for this trope but by all means for Varian I WOULD BE ALL UP IN THIS TROPE
Enemies™ To Friends™ To Lovers™
Casual hook up and oops I think I got attached to you and ugh I think I got attached to you too
Helion’s Captain of the Guard
A peregryn?? Sign me up™
A seraphim? Sign me up™
Whatever Day Court’s faes with wings are called? Sign me up™
One of the generals of Summer/Day/Dawn Court armies
His childhood friend who he thought would never love him back but DOES love him back and now they have to reconnect and navigate their way around their feelings
Vassa?? Honestly sign me up at this point Vassa is shippable with any and everyone (Vassarian??)
Azriel?? THAT’S RIGHT I SHIP IT.
Ngl anyone black please like… I need one (1) healthy black ship that I can get behind and give up my life for. I need parents. I am parentless.
AND MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE: Varian being single because not everyone needs a s/o to be happy and not everyone needs to be in a relationship especially when that relationship is forced and came out of nowhere and reduces him to a love interest that no one cares about but aw he’s kind of cute I guess and I bet he gives mad™ good™ sex but other than that don’t really care about him oops
You know I'm gonna come in here asking for pidge hcs<3 ily
macie i would die for u
okay so first of all, shes trans and demigirl. she came out to her brother first,
and they immediately bonded over gender identity bc i hc matt as demiboy too
and yall can fight me. she uses both she and they pronouns, and her parents are
100% okay with it.
she used to
go to garrison meetings all the time when she was little. like, literally all
the instructors and teachers and practically all the staff knew who katie holt was.
colleen didn’t stay at home during the day bc of her work, so sam took her
everywhere with him while matt was on school. his coworkers probably do that
thing where “oh my god, do u remember me? i used to change your diapers with
your dad!” and katie is all like “i cant even remember my own name sometimes.”
knew who pidge gunderson was the moment they saw her of course but didn’t say a
thing to iverson bc they probably hate him as much as her, lmao.
skirts. don’t get me wrong, dresses are amazing too, but skirts? so much better.
she probably owns like 10.
oh man she’s
probably that person who gets super annoyed when someone says they don’t wanna
watch a movie with subs bc they can’t like hear and read at the same time or some bs like that. “every
emotion gets lost if u watch it dubbed, who the fuck are u !!!!”
listen i could
keep going for ages bc i love pidge so much u don’t understand shes my precious child !!!! aaaaa
Love is patient, love is kind, love is…seasonal. Especially in Hollywood. A-list stars aren’t immune to the romantic inclinations that blow in along with the warm breezes—in fact, it seems to strike them harder than it does civilians. While Memorial Day approaches and the summer season, with its promises of vacations, rosé and swimming pool canoodling seasons, looms large, they feel an intense desire to pair off.
Summer love in Hollywood is no average affair: With the addition of practically limitless budgets and a plethora of hiatus’, it makes for whirlwind romances that heat up quickly and tend to span the globe. One minute two celebrities are on a first date in Los Angeles and the next they’re on the beach in Spain or sharing gelato in Rome.
This year’s season of romance has been particularly fruitful so far: There are plenty of couples, both new and old, that are rife for the jealousy-inducing. We’re breaking down what we think will be the ones to watch, whether it’s a brand new pairing that we’re dying to know more about or a set of longterm BF-GFs that we think might make things official before Labor Day.
These two are so under-the-radar that there is barely even any physical evidence to prove that they’re a couple. Of course, it’s impossible to pull the wool over the eyes of the most devoted fans and they were outed as hot and heavy this May. Swift and Alwyn are, by all accounts, head over heels for each other, but they’re choosing to keep their summer love very sneaky. They deploy all sorts of incognito tactics, like using private jets to fly back and forth across the pond secretively, donning disguises when out in public, and just generally staying out of the public eye, presumably conducting all of their activities under the cover of the darkest of night. We know they’re still going strong because they were photographed in June enjoying coffee on Taylor’s Nashville balcony and because trust, we would know if they broke up. (Revenge songs, anyone?)
Of course, there is one annual summer event that has the potential to force even the most secretive couples out into the limelight: Taymerica, the yearly Fourth of July party. Rumor has it that the soirée will be going down this very weekend so all eyes will be trained on Taylor’s beachside abode for a potential Joe sighting. As everyone knows, getting an invitation to Taymerica is the ultimate sign that a person has joined her inner circle, so whether or not Joe joins for the patriotic festivities will be a great measure of where their relationship is heading. To Rhode Island!
Reigen drummed his fingers in nervous rhythm against his
steering wheel. His car idled in the parking lot of a small corner shop
decorated with grated windows and peeling advertisements for money transfers.
He’d cracked the window, but the lot air carried the same stagnant ashy taste
as the air inside Reigen’s car. Oil and sodden garbage slicked the asphalt.
Chunks were missing where they’d been worn away and never repaved. The whole
atmosphere set his nerves ablaze, and Reigen sunk lower into his seat, furtive
eyes glancing from the store to the surroundings.
Tetsuo Isari had entered the shop seven minutes ago. The
cashier inside, visible from the parking lot, sat at the counter and jammed his
thumbs into the keypad of his phone, bored. He yawned once. Reigen took it as a
good sign that whatever Tetsuo—or the thing inside Tetsuo—was doing in the
store, it wasn’t to the immediate danger of the cashier.
Reigen stiffened. Tetsuo moved into view, setting down a
dozen cans of something on the cashier’s counter. The cashier stowed his phone
and slid the cans through one at the time. A total rang up. Tetsuo paid, bagged
the cans, and turned on his heel. The thing inside Tetsuo neared the door, and
in a moment the thing inside Tetsuo would be in the parking lot, standing just
in front of Reigen’s beaten up car.
Reigen’s grip on the wheel was deathly tight. For the moment
he did not smell the ash in the car, because for the moment he’d stopped
breathing. Indecision flooded his mind with a buzz of panic. He debated getting
out; he debated confronting the thing while it was here; he debated unlatching
the glove compartment and stuffing every packet of salt into his suit pocket.
The bells above the door tinkled. Tetsuo walked out, sagging
plastic bag hooked on two fingers. He seemed to be whistling as he checked his
watch and moved in slow, easy steps across the lot. Reigen hunched lower while
the thing passed, and once again seemed to pay him no mind. It only stopped to
loiter by the bus stop opposite the shop opening. Reigen did not know the city
bus lines all that well, but he knew from the sign tacked high above the
shelter that it was the proper line Tetsuo was meant to take home every day. The
thing inside Tetsuo was, if nothing else, headed somewhere in the direction of
Reigen twisted his hands against the wheel harder, chest
fluttering. He’d soaked the pits of his suit straight through.
“Creepy ghost, waiting for a bus, with soup. Excellent.
Great detective work. Glad I could make such an important discovery before this
thing…scalds my face off with too-hot corn chowder, or—“
He froze. The bus pulled up at the stop, and Tetsuo vanished
into its depths. Reigen could only blink as the doors closed and the bus began
to pull away. Then he laughed a single, hollow, panicked laugh.
“—or…asphyxiates me with the grocery bag or slits my neck
with the can opener or…yup. Yeah. Whatever.” He hit the gas pedal and swerved
out of the lot in close pursuit of the bus. “Can’t wait to find out.”