January 2012
hamstr replied to your post: #see what I did there? #I basically said ‘oh nie’…
I will be auditioning for said role.
Ah yes, good.
No, Hams, don’t you dare. I will be forced to challenge you. To a dual. And not of the card variety!
ravenofwesteros replied to your post: hamstr replied to your post: Filipino sausage for…
We call them longganisa (pronounced long-ga-ni-sa ^_^) There are diff. varieties per region of the Philippines. They are really good as breakfast meals, especially with fried rice and eggs, nom nom!
Oh! Thank you for that. And for breakfast? Really? I’ve only ever had them for dinner. Though mother doesn’t buy Filipino food very often, so..
#see what I did there? #I basically said ‘oh nie’ #you can’t stop me bro
opening auditions for my new co-captain in 3…2…
OH GOD—
Oh honey, you love it.
hamstr replied to your post: Filipino sausage for dinner tonight..
Filipino sausage? That’s intriguing.
Not sure if it has its own name..;;
future-mrshoult replied to your post: Filipino sausage for dinner tonight..
OMG. DUDE. IM A FILIPINO AND I HAVEN’T HAD SAUSAGES IN A WHILE. /random
You should go have some. They’re brilliant and sweet (or at least the ones I have are).
nieniekoto replied to your post: Filipino sausage for dinner tonight..
oh u
Oh you yourself, Nie.
Filipino sausage for dinner tonight..
We had hotdogs yesterday night. What’s with this sudden sausage fest? ;D
And believe me to be, my dear fellow...
(Reichen-angst post here. Analysis and gross sobbing and whatnot.)
What breaks my heart about Reichenbach — about canon, about Ritchie!verse, about BBC!verse, about any ‘verse, really — is the utter hopelessness of the situation.
Think about it. You are Sherlock Holmes, the smartest man in the world, about to go up against the only man in the world who can match your intelligence….
Oh god. Cannot contain all these feels right now.
how bout we all draw ourselves in what we're going to wear to sleep tonight
i of course am going to be sexy with a tanktop and striped boyshorts \o/
I do have actual jammies (it has a monkey with a banana on the shirt!), but usually I just wear whatever house clothes I throw on.
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OH GOD—
Oh honey, you love it.
#don’t you dare reach that 1 nie #there’s only one placement as your co-captain #and it belongs to me
This is true, though fortunately or unfortunately, I’m not quite sure.
#also I kind of did ‘oh nie’ again #I’m relentless
Oh god please don’t start making fun of my middle name, please. Those jokes have gone stone cold since my childhood
please.
FORTUNATELY. I’m too awesome to replace and you know it. Just like how I’d never ever in a million years replace you ubuu ;3;;
#some people pronouce hannie as hayney #I still have no idea how to react to that
Aww, bro, I won’t. Though I thought I mentioned I pronounce ‘Nie’ differently to how it’s pronounced..?
hamstr replied to your photo: Ugh. I want to draw something more but I’m much…
I love him
Just like that, Hams? xD
flora-san replied to your photo: Ugh. I want to draw something more but I’m much…
I am pretty sure he’ll end up being my favourite. XDD I always end up liking the characters that you hardly ever see.
I dunno, man. I already imagined him having a persistent bitchy-like attitude. His name is Theodore.
Small drabble I wrote after seeing this and listening to deadmau5’ Careless.
Careless
He had done it again, He always did. When had he become such a sad, empty thing?
He had allowed himself to be come so deeply entangled in this man that he had lost part of himself.
He had become careless.
He looked at the second cup of tea steaming next to his own and fell to his knees.
He had to stop doing this to himself. John rested his head against the cold cabinet door a hand covering his mouth to hold back the wail threatening to escape his throat.
Tears ran down his face in torrents and his body shook. Hot bile threatened to rise in his throat and John gasped for air to purge his system.
He had to stop being this careless, letting a sodding cup of tea bring him to his knees.
He had to stop this.
He had to stop.
Caring.
Oh, fandom, the things you do to me..
I even listened to the song while reading this. And I almost cried, too, because I saw the ending to Reichenbach again earlier with my mom (SHE DIDN’T EVEN CRY WTF). Bloody hell, John! ;~;
Didn’t want to reblog my own art, so I made this a text post LOL :P
