@aprillikesthings I saw this and couldn’t help myself!!!! I seriously hope tomorrow’s a better day! Until then, have some cute fluff (I hope it’s fluffy enough, at least!).
Peridot looked at the chalkboard. Though it was late at night, an old lamp Steven gave her for nights like this illuminated the entire barn. Simple sketches, they were, ideas to look over and discuss with Pearl for the future should they need them.
She heard the warp pad come to life and turned. A flicker of worry ran through her, but it did not last long. Amethyst dragged herself and sighed. Pulling back her messy hair, she revealed a bruised face and half lidded eyes. She waved with a weak smile. “Sup, dude?”
Peridot frowned, eyeing Amethyst’s torn clothes and slouched posture. She knew what this meant. It was that kind of day. She placed the chalk onto the board and approached Amethyst, wrapping an arm around her. “What was it this time?” she asked as she guided Amethyst further inside the barn and towards her couch.
“There were four of them,” Amethyst whined. She threw her arms out. “Four too many if you ask me. And they all had these… weird ray guns. One of them had a good arm, too! So lame,” she finished under her breath.
“Are they still… around?” Peridot sat Amethyst down on the couch, beside an arm of the couch. She walked off for some things nearby. Things kept in the corner that had become commonly used on nights like this.
“Nah, we bubbled them all. But man, they were hard to poof. They put up a fight.” Amethyst leaned back.
“Don’t worry about them, then. As long as there aren’t any more ships to worry about, right? Though you didn’t happen to grab one of their ray guns, did you?” Peridot couldn’t help but ask.
She returned to the couch, where Amethyst was grinning. “Actually, Garnet snagged one. Probably has it somewhere in the Temple. You can ask for it tomorrow, if you want.”
“I haven’t used anything similar to a ray gun in so long! I most certainly will” Peridot said, wrapping the blanket in her arms around Amethyst and tossing some snacks that she… borrowed from the Temple beside Amethyst. She placed a video in the television in front of them.
Amethyst’s smile was small and warm as she took a bag of Twizzsticks. “What movie is it this time?” she asked Peridot, who jumped onto the couch and lay there beside her.
“Something called The Big Talon,” Peridot answered as she threw an arm around Amethyst.
“A true classic. You’ll love it.” Amethyst snuggled closer to Peridot, moving the blanket to share it between them. “Start!”
The movie was old-movie cheesy, black and white, and the effects made them giggle with laughter. It was the perfect, typical movie for them to watch on nights like this where Amethyst crashed at Peridot’s barn. Amethyst just said it would get better, but Peridot doubted the use of the word “better.”
“This one looks so old… and the effects pale in comparison to newer films,” Peridot pointed out late into the movie, long after the giant, bird, clearly a badly designed puppet, made its appearance. By now, the giggling morphed into great cackles.
“Old rummaging through my garbage piles can find the best stuff,” she murmured with a yawn thereafter.
“We can turn it down if you’re tired.”
“Nah, I’m good.” Her eyes, slowly closing, wandered up to Peridot. “You’re the best, Peri. You know that, right?”
Peridot blushed. “From what we’ve been facing, war is exhausting,” Peridot admitted quietly. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t have a night to ourselves, right?”
Amethyst, eyes now shut completely, nodded. Peridot looked down at her.
And she started snoring. Peridot quietly gave her props for falling asleep that quick. She also covered her mouth so she wouldn’t laugh. Because of course Amethyst was tired, but… stars, her snoring was incredibly adorable!
Peridot rested her head atop Amethyst’s, letting rest of the movie play as she, too, eventually drifted off to sleep.
It's my humble opinion that guys really need to get behind this whole bath thing
Okay look I get it, the idea of sitting in your own grime can be a bit off putting but sometimes you need the ultimate relaxer.
Most fellas I know don’t really have baths because it’s always seen as girly or whatever, I dunno shit makes no sense to me but I’m high as a fucking kite right now so let’s move on.
I present to you
The Dude Bath
What you’ll need:
-A 6 pack of your favourite brew
-A good strand of indica weed
-Your favourite movie
-Bath spice? I dunno, the tickly stuff you put in the water
1) Put your laptop on your toilet seat because it sits about eye level with the bath. Load the movie.
2) Draw a hot bath
3) Add your bath spice stuff
4) Rip a decent sized bowl
5) Open a beer
6) Play the movie. Watch till the end.
A) You must finish the whole 6 pack
B) You must finish your beer before you can refill the tub with hot water.
Guys we have to chill out more. If you try this and like it then share it with your friends.
“I got to be in the presence of greatness 2 days in a row. Terrence Winter is a classic American writer. He wrote some of my favorite pieces of cinema ever, The Sopranos, Wolf of Wall Street, and a fun to watch movie called Brooklyn Rules.
I met him very randomly at my mom’s boss’ house. I spoke to him, told him how much of a fan I was, and he began to talk about his life. Through his stories I quickly discovered his life is the plot to Brooklyn Rules. I pointed it out, Terry said, “I worked in a butcher shop growing up.” I interrupted him and said “Oh like Michael in Brooklyn Rules.” Terry says “Wow you really know your stuff” And I watched him open up from there. He goes on to invite me to a Q&A at the Writers Guild association the following day. I showed up, he told stories of how he made it in the film industry and I concluded one thing from both days. IT TAKES HARD WORK. You can bitch and moan all you want and complain, but the people who make it, are the ones who DON’T complain. They just get it done. You probably don’t give a fuck, but Terrence Winter is a big deal to me and this was really tight. Terrence Winter and Frank Renzulli are my favorite writers ever.”
a gentle reminder that everyone in Ghostbusters is gay. everyone. Holtzy? super gay. Erin? a precious bisexual. Abby? literally in love with Erin. Patty? kinda annoyed by Holtzy, kinda attracted to Holtzy. Kevin? gay with a boyfriend. Mayor’s assistant that was played by Cecily? SOooOoOo gay. that pilgrim? it was gay too.
Happy birthday Maggie Smith!
She is the most adorable and most talented Grande Dame of film. Every scene is pure perfection and great art. It is such a pleasure to watch her movies, she rules a scene with just a nod.
I wish her health and luck for the next year and hope for lots of other great movies to come.