cozcat:

onlybattles:

cream-of-my-coffee:

fanficwriterghc:

pinna-avis:

imyouraziraphale:

psychologyoftheindividual:

tornadoofpwning:

“His side flared with pain, and he uttered a short grunt.”
My foreboding future according to Inheritance

The Russian attache’s black bread is particularly sought after by the more discerning duck, while the head of MI9’s soggy Hovis with Marmite is relished by the connoisseurs.

…..Yes. exactly.

“I’ll have no goings-on like this in Tim Gray’s apartment!” 

Seems legit. 

“But it never ends; it stretches on into infinity.” Well… That sounds interesting. Now if only I actually had a boyfriend and a sex life xD

“It was the comfortable laugh of two colleagues who knew this game was all tongue-in-cheek.” 

So I’m having Caskett sex. Awesome!

“Something happened tonight, and I don’t know what it means or what to do about it.”

Makes a bit of sense.

“They really weren’t that bad—they were just undermotivated and disorganized.”

…………..what am I supposed to take from this?

“There has to be a minimum difference in magnitude - a just-noticeable difference.”

So same as this year? Maybe reading more smut?

“The crisis of penetration, then, refers to the government’s ability to follow through on, and to enforce, its decisions.”

I don’t know what to think!