Michael on the Zoe Ball Show this morning talking about David at the BAFTAs and I am dying. Notable excerpt:
ZB: "Ah, Michael Sheen, must say, well done to your mate DT at the BAFTAs."
Michael: "Ohh, he did good. The boy did good!"
ZB: "He did so good!"
Michael: "And he looks good in a kilt as well, doesn't he?"
So...ten seconds into Michael's appearance on the show and David comes up (on St. David's Day, no less). And apropos of absolutely nothing, Michael brings up David looking good in that kilt. Unprompted. For no reason whatsoever. I need to lie down...
i love the ability in reth's romance to exchange just the worst pickup lines you've ever heard with him like. yeah. that is the kind of couple him and yaz are isn't it. they are in constant competition to come up with the stupidest pickup line ever heard by man or majiri
What Would Your OC Sing At Karaoke Night? Tag + (WIP) Music Whenever | Sabrina's | A continuation of @g0dspeeed's tag 🤍
If your OC was at a karaoke night, what would be their go-to song? Would they even partake? Bonus points for a little story.
I'm a bit late to the Music Monday tag, but alas this song so screams Jacob x Mercedes to me.
Now this is a part two to Sabrina's snippet, where Mercedes is feeling a bit down at the absence of a certain ginger as the night progresses. Would she choose something more provocative had he been at the table with the rest of the group, just to get a rise out of him... absolutely. But this song just feels like something she'd pick in the context of the snippet. 🤍
I smell sex and candy here
Who's that lounging in my chair?
And who's that casting devious stares in my direction?
Mama this surely is a dream
Yeah, yeah, this surely is a dream
Mercedes wrapped up her song, ignoring the hollering from around the bar, instead focusing on the table where John and Sabrina were close to giving everyone in the Spread Eagle a show. Their happiness was another pesky reminder Jacob had declined time and time again to go out with her and pretty much refused to hang out with the people who had become important to her over the last couple of months.
"A girl of many talents, Mer.", Calahan whistled when she sat back down across from him.
She forced a smile as she ran her index finger over the edge of her glass mindlessly, contemplating heading home first for once with her mood souring by the minute.
"You okay?", Sabrina asked from John's lap, who finally seemed relaxed after spending a full hour looking like he was about to sneak out the second they shifted their eyes away from him.
"Yeah.", Mercedes mumbled and got back up, "I'm gonna catch some fresh air."
The second she pushed the bar's door open and another song started, she heard Hartley call out after her, "Wait up."
They sat in silence, taking in the cool air outside as Hartley took a drag after drag from his cigarette before he eventually spoke up, "You know, he's gonna come around."
"Who?", she retorted absently.
"Jacob, the bastard who has you all mopey. Who else?"
"It's nothing like that."
"You can talk to us, Mer. No need to act fake happy."
She sighed, "Fine. I wish he'd swallow his pride and come. But he wouldn't ever. I'm trying… to accept it."
Calahan raised an eyebrow and finished his cigarette, "John did."
"They ain't the same, Cal."
"They're brothers.", was all he muttered before heading inside.
Hours passed in a blur where she tried her hardest to have fun, ignoring Jacob's absence until the party crowd began to thin out and John and Sabrina announced they're leaving, she turned down their offer for a ride to the ranch, choosing to stay a little longer.
The two said their goodbyes, leaving the table empty with Calahan popping out for a smoke again just then and Leslie conversing with fellow Resistance members at the bar.
Mercedes pushed back her chair with a frown, aiming for the ladies' room with even strides, a part of her regretting the idea to stay.
Get yourself together. He's missing out.
The second she was past the doorway leading to the toilets, a hand wrapped around her wrist, pulling her sideways into a secluded corner.
"Hands off, asshole.", she said in a stern tone, fully prepared to deal with some drunken patron, instead blue eyes stared at her in amusement.
"Having fun?", Jacob chirped, quirking up a smile her way.
"You're here.", she retorted, feeling disbelief at his appearance.
"Where else would I be?"
"You said-"
He interrupted her swiftly as his hands gripped her waist and brought her closer into his body, "I heard you sing. Was the song for me?"
"Maybe. What did you think?", she tried to keep the giddiness in her voice at bay, but his presence and the fact he had been there a while made it almost impossible.
"Loved it, sweetheart."
"Yeah?"
Jacob's lips brushed over hers as he whispered, "Let me drive you home and show you how much."
She gripped onto his shirt, already wishing they were all alone, "Home?"
"The ranch. You're staying there, aren't you? Or should I say, we are, now?"
Mercedes nodded, "I need to say goodbye to Cal and Leslie."
He dipped down for a brief kiss, thumb running over her cheek when he replied, "Go on then. I will be waiting."
Progress.
She knew it was indeed that, that the fact he had showed up at a bar in a different region held a promise, Calahan's words came back to her as she left him to lurk in the shadows.
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i can hear the frogs ૮˶• ﻌ •˶ა ♡ there's this fenced off area nearby with tall grass and a pond in the middle they have to themselves. there are so many of them!
u can hear them in the distance from my back patio but i followed the sound one night and found the source 😌 it's good to hear them again.
Freaking love Rust’s new design, he makes me so happy and was amazing to draw again. Go check out @oldfacesnewdawnoffical , @spottyissleepwalking is revamping the previous version right now so it’s a great place to hop on and learn about his wonderfully crafted world based off wc’s plot. Rust is Rusty/Fire but a lot different, a change I fully support and care for a lot more then canon Fire’s
(ID- Rust is a fluffy chimera tortoiseshell cat with a split design, one side long furred and the other shorter. He is sitting to the right with his face tilted to the left, back front paw up, and tail curling close to his back. He has a defensive expression and pose. The whole left side of his body is dark brown practically black and long haired, darker markings on his paws, ear tuft, and inner ear fur. The right side of him is ginger with red swirly stripes and cream. A skinny tail tip sticks out from the top of his fluffy tail, fluffy bangs fall over his face and his right ear is heavily torn. His mane is cream, chin, eyebrow, paws, inner ear tufts, and on his nose in a half diamond markings. His left eye idea orange with yellow highlights and a heavy warm shadow, the right one a vibrant green with dark green shadows. The background id a fiery like color with splatters of paint, the faint signature “Nightly Ruse” on his tai. End ID)
my first time around i thought the ruin-strewn precipice was the coolest shit in any game ever. ive been through it again and i think its still a quite nice area but its way too small to be considered a ‘region’ in the traditional sense and its not even as cool as raya lucaria or farum azula.