Happy birthday, peepaw Sid!🎂
It's my dog's 11th birthday today!! He's really smelly and doesn't have many teeth left, but we love him anyway! <3
Here's some pics of him to celebrate!
Old geezer <3
I love him
This kinda looks like a "live laugh love" style of tattoo lmaooo
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apparently there was Much News over the past week over in mom’s circles, like the babysitter getting caught on camera abusing the nonverbal grandkid and the stepsister I’ve met twice losing her housing, although at least her nephew is gonna have a 4th kid. even though matt was just here at the beginning of the month it was hard to remember enough to really tell her about the visit (it’s been that long since she was able to call). I was talking about zoe’s blanket and being glad I’d already started on it so early what with her own illness and said something about how mom’s year started falling apart after I was already booked up and she was just like “I know you’re here to support me. and I’ve been sleeping with the blanket and shawl you made me, so you’re keeping me warm.” (since she can’t lay down with her lungs how they have been she’s been sleeping in her chair.)
then arin had a little like 30-second cry over missing matt, and once she was done I asked if it would be my turn to be sad eventually and she was like “uh huh yeah” and already looking at imgur again, but she noticed that didn’t exactly placate me and put her phone down to give me a little time to be sad. I told her I’ve been trying to keep as much of it off her plate as I can but I’m not doing well right now, and something about I know other people can’t do what I do, and then she. got up to get a hairclip. and tried to stutter through her half-formed thought about taking a non-psych residency that’s closer to home just to have somewhere to land. even though I’d just said earlier in the conversation we should talk to matt and see where he’s at on the question of moving with us if we don’t go home, since we have to talk about the vacation “plan” thing anyway and we might as well get it all out of the way at once. so. that was not actually comforting. (the like 60 seconds before that where I got to be sad and is hold may have been a little helpful maybe. less so because of how it ended tho.)
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Can be read as a continuation of this
.・゜-: ✧ :-
It's been a few weeks, really, since the day he met his biological father.
The oversized hoodie drowned him, a perfect haven while he waits near the entrance to arkham asylum.
The whole week rushed by after the event. His mom, wonderful, black belt, kickass mom had fretted over him the whole time, messaging his therapist not long after and getting an appointment.
His dad had been clingy, giving him bear hugs left and right, it felt nice. Jazz hadn't let him out of her sight for one moment, always searching, always studying.
Man, he loved his family.
"Are you going to visit him?" The gruff voice of Batman asks, and danny shrieks, jumping away as he looks at the vigilante with wide eyes.
"Oh Ancients—! Don't scare me like that!" Danny scolds, hand over his chest and breathing hard.
He can feel the amusement wafting off of Batman. Or something.
Huffing, the child leans against the brickstone pillar holding the gate again.
"No," he ends up answering. "I'm not here to visit... him."
Batman listens quietly, simply standing next to him. He doesn't pressure nor demand anything. If danny thinks more of it, he might get a headache.
"My sister is an intern in Arkham, we're gonna have dinner with Harley and Ivy today." A shrug, and the wind lovingly pushes him.
"Good." The man states, he hesitates a moment before he stretches his arm out towards danny, opening his hand and showcasing the items.
First is a lollipop, famous for being handed over to children after being saved by the bat himself. Second is a pin, in the shape of Batman's signature bat, it had a red button on the other side however.
"It's an emergency alert, in case anything like this happens again." Is quickly explained and Danny takes them, if not a bit tense.
He is unused to the trust the man shows him despite how short their time was spent together. Danny wonders if the bat already snooped around.
"Thanks—"
"Danny!"
His head snaps to the gate opening, brightening up as Jazz runs through and hugs him.
"Jazz!" He eagerly hugs back, thank looks up at her.
"You gotta meet Bat—" He trails off when they turn to the empty spot next to the pair, wind rustling leaves just as he finished. "man..."
Damn batman.
Danny huffs and tugs at Jazz's jacket. "Nevermind then, c'mon let's get a nice present before we visit harley."
Simply bringing her up seems to have Jazz excited. "I still can't believe we're having dinner with THE Dr. Harleen Quinzel!!!"
"And her wife."
"aND THE Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley!!!"
Her enthusiasm is rubbing off on him, he grins, hooking up his arm around hers, and they're skipping towards town, laughing like maniacs.
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yuuta exhibits such previously abandoned, recently adopted dog behavior. incredibly anxious all the time, even though nobody’s out to get him or leave him behind. waits for you to return home or from school or from work excitedly, just to see you when you walk through the door. follows you around senselessly, hovering in your space just for the sake of companionship. initiates affection in prodding ways—starts off next to you, then a hand on your thigh, then deems it safe to lay all the way down, then slowly pushes his head into your lap. gets up whenever you need to get up, and resumes his position as soon as you’re ready. brings you gifts as a sign that he’s thinking of you, and maybe because he likes the affection it brings out in you, maybe because he likes the gentle affirming touches of a hand in his hair or a pinch to his cheek. rests his head on your stomach or his chin on your shoulder when he’s sleepy, stays there, immobile, and will not move unless absolutely necessary. sometimes he gets surprised when he hears you calling for him, there’s a moment of disbelief as he thinks “me? really? you need me?” but it’s very quickly overshadowed by this compulsive need to show up, to please, to do anything for you, which is why he always answers when you call. he doesn’t realize that he has puppygod eyes, especially when he’s excited or confused, but he does and it’s incredible endearing. very reluctant to share your space or attention after a while, considers that to be sacred and he won’t risk being let go or lost again, so as a safety precaution, he keeps himself right by you, waits for you always.
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