#.....i also have to be up at 4:45 am to take my mom to the airport

[mooooonnnzz]

don’t text and swing! // miles morales x reader

miles loves texting and he loves you, what could go wrong?

cute lil miles texting headcanons

sum short n simple

readers gender not rlly specified

ooc miles?? idfk how he would text so i tried my best 😭

requests r open!!

miles says mentirosa that jus means liar

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🕷️ You’re never guaranteed a full on conversation with Miles because most the time he leaves you on open. He doesn’t do it on purpose, really. He just so happens to be a very busy man so trying to talk to him when he isn’t saving New York is pretty difficult.

9:55 pm [ miles <3 ]: Hey did u still one of my jackets

9:55 pm [ miles <3 ]: *steal idk how i got still

9:55 pm [ miles <3 ]: Anyways I cant find it anywhere and ik u have something to with it

10:00 pm [ miles <3 ]: I know ur not ignoring me rn…

10:01 pm [ you ]: oh wow of course im the first person you blame

10:01 pm [ you ]: also i dont have it ☝️

10:02 pm [ miles <3 ]: Who else would take my jackets??

10:02 pm [ miles <3 ]: This also isn’t the first time my jackets OR hoodies have gone missing

10:02 pm [ miles <3 ]: And somehow they always end up in your room

10:03 pm [ miles <3 ]: Suspicious right…🤨

10:06 pm [ you ]: oh shit by some magical force

10:06 pm [ you ]: your jacket managed to teleport to my bed!!

10:07 pm [ you ]: and somehow…IT FLEW ON ME?? AND NOW IM WEARING IT?

10:07 pm [ you ]: this is actually crazy…

10:15 pm [ you ]: wait miles where did you go

10:25 pm [ you ]: are you mad?

10:30 pm [ you ]: no way ur mad

10:40 pm [ you ]: MILES

10:42 pm [ you ]: HELLO

10:43 pm [ you ]: MILESSSS

10:56 pm [ you ]: oh wait mb you’re probably busy saving somebody

10:56 pm [ you ]: got a lil crazy there

10:57 pm [ you ]: ignore all that

1:00 am [ miles <3 ]: I KNEW IT

1:00 am [ miles <3 ]: It’s okay i like you a little deranged 😩

1:03 am [ you ]: why are you texting me at one in the morning

1:04 am [ miles <3 ]: Why are you replying?

1:05 am [ you ]: have you been fighting since 10?

1:12 am [ miles <3 ]: I’ve been studying! 🤓

1:12 am [ you ]: LIAR i know what you are…

🕷️ You text him while he’s in the middle of fighting? You bet he’s going to respond. While giving himself a reasonable distance away from the villian, he holds out his pointer finger and says; “Hold on, let me respond to them real quick…” While they’re throwing punches at Miles, he’s dodging all of them while texting you back. Though, he’s text aren’t legible. At least he thinks they are! All Miles wants to do is talk to you, even if you don’t understand half the things he’s typing. Texting him while he’s swinging has the same effect. He has dropped his phone multiple times and he’s always caught it before it could land on the street, though when his webs come in contact with his screen it registers as someone typing so without even knowing he’s spamming you a whole bunch of jumbled letters.

3:45 pm [ you ]: hey miles can i come over for dinner

3:45 pm [ you ]: im craving ur moms food 😍

3:46 pm [ miles <3 ]: oys of cours

3:48 pm [ you ]: did u just have a stroke

3:53 pm [ miles <3 ]: noi busy

3:53 pm [ you ]: if you’re busy why r u texting me 😭

3:53 pm [ you ]: go back to fighting or wtv ur doing

3:56 pm [ miles <3 ]: i wMt to talk toyj

3:58 pm [ you ]: u can talk to me later miles

3:58 pm [ you ]: im not going away

4:00 pm [ miles <3 ]: hatr

5:46 pm [ miles <3 ]: HEYYY

5:46 pm [ you ]: HII are you not busy anymore

5:47 pm [ miles <3 ]: Yeah

5:48 pm [ miles <3 ]: How’s your day been?

5:49 pm [ you ]: it’s been ehhhhh

5:49 pm [ you ]: i’ve been missing you 😔

5:51 pm [ miles <3 ]: ooajbdko092828900

5:51 pm [ miles <3 ]: 08:$jjaoppapp

5:52 pm [ miles <3 ]: !!!!!

5:54 pm [ you ]: what

6:00 pm [ miles <3 ]: I DROPPED MY PHONE

6:01 pm [ miles <3 ]: ANYWAYS back to what you were saying

6:02 pm [ miles <3]: I’ve been missing you too

6:04 pm [ you ]: youre no better than those people who text and drive 😐

6:05 pm [ you ]: don’t text and swing miles

🕷️ He loves sending you videos of him showing off in his suit. He did a cool trick midair? He’s going to prop up his phone somewhere and start recording, once he perfects the move and edits out any unneeded footage and he sends them to you. He’s all giddy when he does, in his head he’s like, “Will that impress them?” “Do they think that’s cool?” “They’re going to love this!”

11:00 am [ miles <3 ]: (1 attachment video)

11:00 am [ miles <3 ]: What do you think??

11:00 am [ miles <3 ]: Pretty cool right

11:03 am [ you ]: (1 attachment photo)

11:04 am [ you ]: LOOK AT THE FACE YOU MADE WHWN YOU JUMPEDD AHHHHH 💀

11:04 am [ you ]: this is going to be my new lock screen

11:05 am [ miles <3 ]: 😐

11:06 am [ miles <3 ]: Are you going to ignore the cool spin i did?

11:07 am [ you ]: oh sorey

11:08 am [ you ]: THAT WAS A REALLY SICK SPIN

11:09 am [ miles <3 ]: Mentirosa 😒

🕷️ Miles also sends you photos. It ranges from him swinging in midair or him relaxing on top of a building with his lunch in hand. He loves to keep you updated on his life. You’re the only one in this universe that knows his secret, so he texts or shows you everything he comes across as SpiderMan.

3:00 pm [ miles <3 ]: (1 attachment photo)

3:00 pm [ miles <3 ]: Look how pretty the view is from up here

3:00 pm [ you ]: oooh that’s actually so pretty

3:01 pm [ you ]: who knew new york could actually look nice for once?

3:02 pm [ miles <3 ]: I’m going to take you here one day for lunch

6:54 pm [ miles <3 ]: (1 attachment photo)

6:54 pm [ miles <3 ]: You should put this as your lock screen

6:55 pm [ you ]: it’s just you doing the peace sign while swinging

6:55 pm [ miles <3 ]: You said that like it’s a bad thing

6:55 pm [ miles <3 ]: It’s a nice photo :(

6:58 pm [ you ]: look i set it as my lock screen

6:58 pm [ you ]: (1 screenshot)

6:59 pm [ you ]: everyones gonna see that i know spiderman

6:59 pm [ miles <3 ]: YES GOOD

🕷️ He texts you nonsense sometimes. You could be chilling, watching something to pass the time and he will text you something so utterly stupid you would have to take a moment to process it.

10:00 am [ miles <3]: (1 attachment photo)

10:00 am [ you ]: u just sent an empty plate of food?

10:00 am [ miles <3 ]: Yeah cuz I ate 😜

10:01 am [ miles <3 ]: Like literally

10:03 am [ you ]: enough.

fanks to everyone who sent in requests IM WIRITN G THEM RN ✍️

#into the spider verse #miles morales x reader #miles morales #across the spiderverse #miles morales head cannons #miles morales fanfic #miles morales fic #miles morales hc #miles morales text fic #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spiderverse x reader

[tiny-sassy-aggressive]

I am living blogging my reaction to the second watch through of WDAPTEO 4 bc the first run through was so much

00:00- I screamed when I saw the notif. I was alone in the car. Just pulled up to my apt looked at my phone and screamed “ no way “ I still can’t believe we got it

00:01- hi, they are SO BEAUTIFUL I’m squealing. I cannot stop staring it’s embarassing

00:27 what’s going on here? “Nothing” my heart. The smiles

00:50 oh I am LOVING the feature wall. And fish tank reveal project??

01:00 how dare they throw THAT japhan photo up there like it’s just some example. Who the hell do they think they are- also I want that doomed hoodie :( he is snug as a bug in a rug

01:50 terror not even 2 minute in and crack

02:03 I’m sorry Dan asking Phil about TikTok stuff is precious

02:13(What is cba)

02:39 I CACKLED. Phil’s sarcastic ass omg

02:44 dans little pat

02:58 phivorce

03:05 I know the ft, they are friends of course. But seeing the messages really warms my heart. Like it’s so normal why am I emotional

03:52 of course Phil sends millions of memes

04:10 how in the fuck did Phil catch his phone what??? Ft dans face during the whole interaction.

Ad time —— 04:25. Im sorry Dan looks fucking amazing, his hair is so curled and pretty? And he looks so comfy cozy and soft??? My Dannie side is really coming out rn

04:59 handsome devil, damn straight. Love this man he’s too precious for this world

05:23 🍑

05:55 are the Brits okay??? Bone daddies?? I’m too American for this

06:30 perfectly encapsulated Dan and Phil energy

06:35 Dan saying dude scratches a weird itch in my brain

06:55 again! Totally normal to call a friend in a taxi. But this moment makes them so real in my mind like yes. Call that friend. In that taxi. Make it less awkward. Why did I like this moment so much

07:05 A PRETEND CONVO OF COURSE HE WOULD. He’s so real for that

07:34 “these are very dan and Phil”

07:42 I’m in pain. Koala content and ouch I can’t even put into words

08:44 three days without a text sounds exaggerated. Or lie. Like cmon. All those messages and convos and yall went 3 days without a word?? Sounds fake

08:58 asking what he should do for his nails!!? Again totally normal but UGH I love their friendship

09:01 also Phil coming in with a STELLAR idea, hope to see it happen

09:11 Phil’s a little shit OMG he hated the nails Dan got.

09:38: dans precious little selfies

09:44 also who tf is that that does not look like Dan

09:52 wtf do you mean that they had the same weird Swedish bakery???? 10 years apart???? WHAT THE HELL??????

10:35 fuckin nerds ft cute ft selfie

10:52 Dan in Phil’s glasses hi what the fuck? Precious. Phil loves to take photos of Dan sleeping.

11:02 jump. Scare.

11:28 PHIL CALLED HIS MOM. NURSE LESTER.

12:11 Dan stalking the ring doorbell is not something I expected?

12:20 glad to know Phil and I share that we can’t hear someone saw our name bc it’s too intimate

13:16 ordering a roast dinner is so cute idk why

13:35 jump. Scare.

14:26 I hate them :( i so long for what they have

15:04 they didn’t see death note the musical!! Haters!!!!

15:20 HOT

16:00 Phil papping Dan>>>>>>

16:20 I rewatched this part so many times. Thsi entire sequence. This whole. Dare i say SCENE. Disgustingly familiar. Disgustingly cute. I- karaoke game???? What??? It was for them

17:06 omatone :(

18:22 hot? Worrying? Hmm???

18:45 Phil is so dramatic I love him

19:01 genre to dinner? I don’t get them

19:10 DAAAAAN AHHHHH

19:20 SCRIPTS AH???????3@2/9/@/9@22929 more writer Dan

20:17 this is so familiar

20:50 this has “would you still love me if I was a worm” energy? Can’t explain

22:53 “we dan and phil-ed it” we have to steal that! Asap’

23:24 when Dan sits up he is soooo much taller than Phil but he constantly slumps down and looks up to Phil. It’s very cute to watch.

24:30 oh they are fully embracing the joint channel and slowly moving away from gaming and honestly. I’m alright with it. They look so happy

Guys this was too much. So I just started reading fanfic and these conversations were right out of what I’ve been reading which is very odd tbh? But we were fed. This was amazing content and I can’t wait to see what the writers do with this. Cheers

#amazingphil #dan and phil #daniel howell #phil lester #dnp #philip lester #dan howell #danisnotonfire #dan and phil renaissance #Daniel and Philip #Daniel Howell and Philip Lester #Wdapteo 2023

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA for asking my husband to stop taking NyQuil?

My father in law came to visit for Thanksgiving and gave my family (me 30F, and our kids 2F, .5F) covid. It's hit my husband (31M) the hardest. He has a terrible cough that hurts and sounds awful. He can't sleep without taking NyQuil to suppress the cough. I am not able to take any medicine other than Tylenol for my headache, because I am breastfeeding the baby.

This wouldn't matter much because I am not nearly as sick as my husband, but I am not getting better because I am not getting sleep. Neither kid will sleep longer than 2 hours at a time, they take about 30-45 minutes to settle back down, and they usually end up waking in a staggered schedule that means I literally do not get to sleep the entire night. As soon as I lie down from getting one back to bed, the other will start crying. My husband will handle the toddler from 8-11pm, then takes NyQuil and doesn't wake up until after 10 the next morning. He is essentially dead to the world until he wakes up naturally. I am alone all night and morning with no sleep and two crying children. My mental health is tanked, to the point where I'm having intrusive suicidal thoughts for the first time in almost 10 years. I haven't had more than 90 minutes of sleep at a time in 5 days, and no more than 4 hours in a 24 hour period. I am incredibly lucky that I have unlimited sick time available at work.

My mom has been able to help us a couple of times when we were truly desperate, but she is disabled (and also has covid because she had my in-laws over for coffee while they were in town) and I don't want to ask too much of her because she truly can't spend that much energy on us without severe impact to her own health.

My husband will get no sleep without NyQuil. I won't get much more sleep since the baby only calms by breastfeeding, but if my partner handles the toddler wake ups I could get maybe an hour more sleep, and I wouldn't feel so alone.

Would I be the asshole if I ask him to stop taking NyQuil and we both so more or less sleepless?

INFO I couldn't fit in nicely but I can imagine people asking if this were a parenting circle: 1) he isn't a great help during the day already because he's sick. I'm doing most of the childcare and all of the cooking and cleaning during the day while he lays on the couch coughing. Him not getting sleep would not noticeably impact his daytime behavior. When we aren't sick, he is a stay at home parent and I work full time. 2) my baby is sick, this is not the time to sleep train her by letting her cry until she falls back to sleep. 3) My toddler up until this illness was excellent about putting herself back to sleep if she woke in the night. Now she is having nightmares and getting upset about her stuffy nose and crying at every little thing because she has sinus pain and doesn't understand it. She is too young to take decongestants and spits out any Tylenol we try to give her.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #suicide cw

[simpforfandoms]

can you please write a one shot based on your head canon that we walked in on billy getting yelled at by his dad

Of course! Hope you enjoy this! Also I made the reader a Wheeler, it fit for the story.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, swearing

Word Count: 1.2K

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt & Comfort

Summary: Request

part 2

Disclaimer: As a victim of parental abuse, I am not romanticizing abuse. If you are experiencing any type of abuse, you may be triggered by this. If you or someone you know is experiencing abuse please get help! You are not alone. My DMS is always open.

National Domestic Violence Hotline: [phone]

National Sexual Assault Hotline: [phone]

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You had been dating Billy for 2 months. You met him at one of your sister's parties. Of course, you've heard of him before. Who hasn't? He was the king of the school. He probably slept with every girl within a 10-mile radius. Your sister had warned you about him. But then again you didn’t trust her judgment. She dated Steve Harrington for crying out loud! Anyways, Billy came up to you. He tried to convince you to sleep with him upstairs. Instead, you took him upstairs to play on your new Nintendo gaming system. You two just hit it off from there.

You didn't really know anything about his personal life. You knew he moved to Hawkins from California. You knew he had a stepsister, Max. Other than the basics, you knew nothing about him. After school, you would hang out with him. He would pick you and his step-sister up. Then he would go to his house, walk Max in, come back to his camero and take you to some place. Billy always told you to stay in his car when he took Max inside. You didn't really know why. You just assumed that his dad and step-mom didn't know about you or he was embarrassed by you. Whatever. You were fine. Until one day he took longer than usual to get back to the car

...

It was a normal day. You walked over to Billy's car with him and waited for Max to get into the car. But she was nowhere to be found.

"Where the fuck is she, We're gonna be late!"

"Calm down she's just over there talking to that guy."

You point to where she is. Billy starts the car and drives over to where she is. Max seems to be telling the guy to 'fuck off'. When she notices Billy's car, she walks away from the guy and gets in the car.

"Who was that?" Billy asks her frustrated.

"No one"

"Was he causing you trouble"

"No"

"Stay away from him"

"Shut up, you can't control who I hang around. I don't ask you who this chick is. You haven't even introduced me to her!" Max exclaims.

You suppose she's right. You haven't introduced yourself to her. You've been riding home with her for the past 8 weeks and she doesn't even know your name! You turn to introduce yourself, but before you could Billy yells back at her.

"Shut the fuck up dipshit. I don't have to tell you shit. Be lucky I even give you a ride home, I could make you walk home!"

The rest of the car ride was filled with awkward silence. When Billy turned onto their street, you decided to talk.

"Hi, I'm y/n, nice to meet you" You turn to Max

"I know" Max replies

"Don't be fucking rude"

With that Billy parks. Max storms out of the car, grabs her skateboard and takes off.

"Don't slam my door!" Billy says as he goes inside the house.

Well, that was eventful. You can't believe that happened. You've never seen Billy so mad. He's always been kind to you. You checked the time.

4:45

That's odd. It's been 15 minutes. It usually doesn't take more than 5 minutes for Billy to come back. Should you go inside to make sure everything is okay? Technically he didn't tell you to stay in his car this time. What if you just go inside to have a quick peek? Yeah, that will be fine.

It took you serval minutes to gather the courage to walk up to the house. The door was wide open. Billy must've forgotten to shut it. The house is empty. It's quiet, except for the yelling upstairs. Should you go upstairs? Billy could be in trouble. After all, you came in to make sure everything was okay. You quietly walk up the stairs. The voices get louder.

"What the fuck were you thinking? You're in charge of Max. You have to get her home safely. Where the fuck is she? She's not here, I can tell you that, Billy! WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE!" Billy is pinned up against the wall as a man, whom you assume is his father yells at him.

No wonder he doesn't talk about his dad. You're just watching the scene unfold. Suddenly Billy's father raises his to hit Billy. That's when you decide to speak.

"Hello, I'm y/n. You must be Billy's dad. Nice to meet you." You say.

Billy's dad drops Billy and turns to look at you. You can feel Billy's eyes on you. He never wanted you to interact with his father. He watches. Waiting for his father's reaction.

"I am. What are you doing here?" His father asks with a fake smile.

"I just came here to inform you that Max is at my house with my brother. The door was wide open and I heard voices coming upstairs. I hope you don't mind that I walked in"

"Not all. Thank you for informing me. Billy why don't you go with this young lady to retrieve Max."

Billy just stood still. He didn't know how to react. He was worried. His father was upset by you but didn't show it.

"Yes sir" Billy says as he moves toward you.

He places his shaky hand on your back and guides you back to his car. You two sit in silence for a minute. Til you break the silence.

"You want to talk about it?" you ask, sightly above a whisper

"What the hell were you thinking? You know to stay in the car. My dad couldve-" He let out a shaky breathe.

"You could've gotten hurt y/n." He says not able to look at you.

You grab his cheek and turn him towards you. You two just stare at each other for a moment. You lightly kiss his chapped lips.

"I'm sorry" you whisper

"Just don't do it again"

"I won't, I promise."

It pains you to say that. All you want to do is protect him, but you have to put his worries at ease. He looks so vulnerable and weak. God, it breaks your heart to see him like this. He turns his head back to the road and starts his car. You head to your house to get Max.

"I'll go in and get her" you say

"Y/n don't mention this to her"

"I won't"

You give him a quick kiss and say good bye. You walked up to your door. Your little brother, Mike, answers the door.

"I thought you weren't gonna be back til later."

"Plans change" You shrug "Can you tell Max to come out please?"

"Why?"

"I don't have to tell you"

He rolls his eyes and calls for Max. Max walks upstairs and looks at you.

"Oh my god what now?"

"I promised your dad you would go home"

Max looks out the door and sees billy in his car waiting for her.

"I don't want to be around him."

"I know but just please go home with him. You don't have to say anything to him."

"Ugh fine" She says as she grabs her skateboard and walks out.

You wave to Billy and go inside. But Mike stops you from going upstairs .

"So you and Billy?"

“Yeah and what about it?”

“He’s a dick”

“So are you”

Then you walk upstairs to your room. You try not to think about what you saw, what will happen to billy, and if he’s okay. But you just can’t stop worrying about it. You know Billy’s a big man and he can protect himself. But when his dad had him pinned against the wall, about to hit him, Billy looked like he was ready to take the hit. You wonder why he doesn’t want Max to know. She should know so she doesn’t sneak out anymore? Right? Then again she is just a child. Why is this so confusing? You just want Billy to be safe.

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#billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove #stranger things #strangerthingimangine #billy hargove imagine #max mayfield #angst with a happy ending #angst #fluff #hurt/comfort

[bratshaws]

goodness gracious 1. brb x oc

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS PLS DNI!

a/n: * pulls up megaphone * Rooster was raised right by his mom and doesn't care about body types. The lack of plus size fics made me upset so I literally returned to Tumblr to create this blog and write this. This is the first time I'm writing for this fandom so... I HO PE YOU GUYS LIKE IT??? its been centuries SINCE I WROTE aNYTHING ( also god im not creative with titles, please forgive me )

check out the fic's playlist made by the sweet @wiipes !!

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

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warnings: mentions of bullying, self doubt, aNGST, mutual pining, Rooster being a sweetheart.

“Hello!” Beatrice calls once she enters Hard Deck by the employee’s entrance, popping out her airpods to slide them inside her bag shoulder, “I’m not late, am I?” she calls to Penny who’s currently fixing the tables ahead of her.

“No, you are just on time!” she calls, her voice a bit muffled since Bea put her bag inside the little closet area for employees. She checked her appearance before going out on the mirror hanging on the wooden wall, pulling her dark brown hair up in a bun and fixing her Led Zeppelin shirt, wiping the dust off her jeans before finally walking out. Once she gets out, Penny is turning the lights on in the back area of the bar that leads to the beach. 

Meanwhile Beatrice grabs one of the bags of ice, carrying it to the ice machine behind the bar, plopping the cold cubes down the container, crumpling the plastic bag once it was empty to toss in the recycler. “I’m here, babes!” a voice calls, then a blonde head of hair shows up, “Hope you two didn’t do everything with me gone!”

“Just waiting for your presence,Michelle!” Penny calls, looking over her shoulder to press a kiss to her niece’s cheek, when she hugs her “Hi, honey, Bea is already here.”

“Bumblebea!” Bea smiles when the blonde comes over to the employees closet as well, removing her denim jacket to expose the low cut red tank top and jeans. “Need help?” Bea nods, pointing to the other bags of ice in the corner, “Friday night, tonight will be a long night huh?”

“Sure will.” Bea noted, the two of them dumping the rest of the ice “How was your date though? With the policeman?” the brunette asked, chuckling when the blonde girl rolled her eyes with a sigh.

“I swear, police officers are the clingiest guys.” Shells said, grabbing the empty bags from Bea’s hand to shove down the recycler, “He didn’t want to leave! I kept saying, ‘hey i gotta go to work,’ and he asked where I worked and I told him he didn’t need to worry about that.”

 The two of them then marched to the storage room area where Shells grabbed a box of handkerchiefs. “Then he said ‘oh it’s not a problem, I can take you’ and–and! Then he said ‘I like you a lot.’ Like!! We’ve only hooked up twice!...” she shakes her head, “I just told him it’d be better if we didn’t contact each other anymore and it was fun while it lasted.”

“He accepted that?”

“Course not, called me a bitch all the way out, I think I saw tears in his eyes before he left.” Shells shrugs, waiting on Bea to grab the recycled straws from the upper shelf, then turns off the light once her friend walks out “I swear, I’ll give up on Tinder like you did. It’s insane!”

Bea chuckles, opening the bag of straws to put them inside a glass, “I mean, you know my sister found her husband on Tinder.”

“Um, yeah, but he’s a handsome doctor from London with the body of a god and deep bronze skin. He’s like a beautiful statue!”

“I shouldn’t have never shown you their wedding picture.” Bea laughs, shaking her head with amusement. “and to think I just wanted to show you how pretty the location was.” the two of them looked at the clock, seeing they had little time before the bar opened for the public, so they had to finish everything up quickly.

Once they did and the bar opened, it exploded with people, the voices getting louder the more people entered. Music floated on the air, much to Bea’s delight as she hummed to herself with the songs. 

To think, just a few months ago she was looking for a job to help her with the bills and if it wasn’t for Shells and Penny, she’d never get it.

Beatrice is from a tight, traditional Italian family. While they are progressive in certain areas, most of her family doesn’t think women…should do much. If they have a job it should be a useful job, like banking or something like that, not Liberal arts. Which was what she always wanted to do, being a creative person since she was a child, she just wanted to work with what she liked.

But being the youngest of six siblings, the literal baby that had to stay home while her older siblings went out to live their lives out of state or even out of the country she had very little control in certain choices. Maybe it was the empty nest syndrome, with all her siblings gone from the house, her parents only had herself to… take care of in a way. It took years for her to actually go to her choice in college,juggling between work and long study hours, choosing to leave her job once she had enough money saved up to help herself once she got her place.

During college was when she met Michelle, or Shells, who took her to the Hard Deck a few times. It was distant from her job and her parents’ house and Beatrice loved it. She loved the atmosphere, she felt welcome by Penny and even if this was a Naval bar she didn’t feel like she was intruding in some way.

When Shells mentioned they needed one more person at the bar, Bea said yes immediately. Her parents weren’t happy with her choice, but they couldn’t stop her, especially since her own siblings supported it. So now she was here, working, happy, focusing on how she’d continue her career as an artist.

The bell rang, drinks were served, people were dancing. It was a nice night so far. Bea was washing one of the glasses when she heard a cacophony of voices that she heard a few times and her body heats up. She couldn’t help but just stare at him, he stood out of his group like a beautiful floral patterned thumb. With her eyes following him until they all sat down on their usual spot, Bea couldn’t help but bite her lower lip, feeling her cheeks warm up even more when he laughed at something.

“Ohhhhh, cock-a-doodle-doo huh?” Shells’ teasing voice snapped her out of her staring, Bea’s green eyes wide as saucers, seeing her friend’s teasing grin, “How long until you finally make a move?”

“I…I don’t know what you mean.” she continued washing the same glass, the squeaking sound of the sponge rubbing against it giving her some of a distraction.

“Bea, please,” Shells took the glass from her hand, then tilted her head, “You look at that man like he hangs up the moon every time he comes by.” but her friend then turned to the opposite side, focusing on checking the liquor bottles. Shells sighed, coming to her friend’s side and crossing her arms, the brunette trying too hard to keep her eyes on the label.

“This is a 1975, right?”

“Bea.”

“I can’t really see, the label is a bit faded–” the bottle disappears from her hand, Beatrice snapping her gaze to Shells, who holds the liquor under her crossed arms, her eyebrows going up to her hairline. Beatrice sighs defeatedly, “I…I don’t know what you want me to say.” she shrugs “He’s so…” she groans, covering her face with her hands, “He’s so…so hot,Shells. and he sings! and-and he’s funny and…he’s everything I’ve always wanted in a guy.”

“One more reason to go to him.” Shells whispers, “He’s single and handsome. You are single and gorgeous.” the blonde held her fingers up in a V position, before joining the two with a kissing sound, “Perfect match.”

Bea frowned, “It’s not that simple.” she murmured “I…I mean…look at me Shells.” she spread her arms to emphasize. But her friend just frowned, “Oh come on, like…look at me I’m not the type of girl who gets guys like that.”

She was a curvy gal, always had been. Normally, she wouldn’t mind it, but when it comes to guys, more especially when it comes to Rooster she just lost a good amount of confidence. He was literally adonis personified, just the most beautiful man she had ever seen. and she felt less than pretty when she remembered the type of girls that surrounded him or worked with him. 

“You know that’s not true.” Shells said with her voice low, a kind smile on her face, “You have as much chance as any girl out there.” Bea however scoffed, “You gotta believe in yourself Bea. You are gorgeous, any guy would be lucky to have you.”

The brunette’s eyes stung with unshed tears, the same eyes she clenched shut in hopes to hold them in. Memories of past relationships flooding her brain, bringing memories she wished to forget “Can we not talk about this anymore?” Shells is about to say something else but a customer calls for a refill, which Bea thanks every powerful being for, slapping on a smiling mask, “Coming right up!”

Shells only watches her friend go to the opposite side to serve one of the guys there, laughing when he says something to her - clearly drunk -  before walking away. Shells’ stare broke when she heard the bell ring, turning on to face the person. 

She immediately smiled wider, “Hi Bob.”

She likes Bob, she thought he not only was sweet he was also so smart. He knew he had a hard time with the group, especially Jake, but he was getting there. She leaned on her elbows, giving him a sweet smile, “What can I get you?”

The way his cheeks flushed and his eyes tried to look anywhere but the cleavage she put on display was so cute, “Oh, uh, just more beer?”

“Sure! Should I put it in your tab?”

“Yes,please.”

Shells went to the fridge to grab the beers, then paused, sending a look to where Beatrice was currently talking to two female customers. She then looked over her shoulder to Bob, who smiled at her, then past Bob to where his group was…a devilish thought showed up in her brain, “Why don’t you wait with the others? I’ll bring it to you.” 

“Oh, okay! I’ll be there then.”

With the beers on top of a tray, she sent one last look to her friend who was still busy, then sped her step maneuvering through the crowd until she reached them. “There you go, more fuel for the pilots.” she teased, making them laugh while switching the empty bottles with the full ones, throwing some quick looks to her brunette friend, “So,” she rested the empty tray on her hip, “What else can I get you?”

“Your number would be nice, sweetheart.” Jake was quick to say, sending her a wink with the bottle to his lips.

Shells chuckled, “I meant something achievable,Hangman.”

“I think we are all fine.” Phoenix says, “Thanks Shells.”

“Hey, not a problem. Oh, just letting you guys know, I’ll go on a break in a few minutes so if you guys need anything else, you can ask Bea.” She kept an eye on everyone, but especially Rooster. The way his eyes just snapped to her friend made her insides flip in triumph, the little smirk on her face hidden by her biting the inside her cheek, “She’ll gladly serve you.”

Rooster’s eyes finally left the brunette at the bar counter, meeting Shell’s knowing blue gaze only to clear his throat and look away again, “Well” she drawled, walking backwards, sending them a salute, “Enjoy the night!”

The moment Shells approached the bar, she ran to her aunt, whispering something in her ear. Both Penny and Shells looked in Beatrice’s direction, who was leaning down to pick something behind the bar, unaware of the scheming happening behind her back.

Once the time came for Shells to have her break, Penny kept an eye on Beatrice. It took just a few seconds for a known pilot to approach the bar, the bell rang and Beatrice turned around with a wide smile, a smile that faltered for a quick second before returning - albeit a lot milder than before - “Hi!” her voice was higher, so she cleared her throat, “Um,hi.”

“Hey.” Rooster replied, leaning his elbows over the counter, which made Bea suck in a hard breath once she saw the curve of his pecs underneath the white tank top, “Can you believe I came here to get more beer? Just three this time though.”

She couldn’t help but huff out a chuckle, covering her mouth with her hands then “Well, it is a bar.” she adds, “I would be surprised if you came here for groceries.”

When he laughed at her joke she almost felt like fainting, biting her lower lip hard with her head dipped, “I-I’ll go get it.” practically power walking towards the freezer where she stood for a few minutes, letting the cool air hit her cheeks as she tried to calm herself. She shook her head for a quick moment, grabbing the beers between her fingers and turning back around, almost letting out a yelp of surprise to see he was still looking at her “There you go.”

“Thanks.” but he didn’t leave, pointing his index finger at her “Bea, right?” she nods with a small smile, “It’s weird, I’ve seen you for a while and never got your name.”

Maybe because she chickened out every time he seemed to want something, ending up telling Shells to do it, “Oh, well,” she only gave him a weak shrug, then felt like her arms were too exposed, quickly lacing her hands behind her back to hide them the best she could, “I haven’t been here long.”

He hummed, a tiny smile on his face, “I’m Rooster.”

“I know,” she blinks when his eyebrows raise in amusement, “I-I mean, I heard Penny and Shells talking about you and heard your name being called around.” her face was so warm she felt like she was boiling. She hoped the light above her head hid her blush from his view. “I…is there anything else I can get you?”

“I don’t think so, no.” he looks back at his friends, seeing they are still chatting amongst each other. Then his eyes travel to the splotches of ink on her upper arms, the parts that weren’t hidden behind her. However before he could ask her about them, she snaps her head ahead when she sees someone on the table lifting their glass.

‘Sorry I–” she moves her own finger over his shoulder, “I gotta go get this.”

“Oh, oh no no, yeah, go ahead.” he smiled and her knees almost buckled just like that, “I’ll go back then.”

“Okay.”

“Okay.”

They stood there for a bit longer, until Rooster shook his head, picking the beers with one of his hands “I’l see you around then,Bea.” he smiles then turns on his heel back to the other pilots. Bea just stood there, face flaming and eyes wide, then she cleared her throat walking out from behind the bar to the table.

Penny, who watched the entire ordeal, just smiled, sending Shells a quick text once no one was looking:

“It’s on.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #boy am i down bad #like woof man #bradley bradshaw x reader #ill go freak out now ha h

[beenjen]

It’s been a long holiday weekend here and it has been much needed. A chance to slow down. I’ve done some deep cleaning pockets. We’ve rearranged some things to make the house flow better, and tomorrow I have an impromptu day off, which was meant to be a solo day, but sister is on the mend after a bug this weekend and I’m cashing in on the close to preschool and no count school days and keeping g her with me.

I was going through the math today and I’ll be 43 in September… I’m closer to 45 than 40 now, and I don’t feel it? Yeah there’s stress and my weight has pendulmed to the ‘higher’ range at the moment with a struggle to get a routine of late - dad, sick kids, work dramedy, limited reliable kiddo care options - I’m feeing strong though, and my yoga game is hitting hard. It’s been a beautiful blooming of breaking through some previous limitations as far as hip opening and a shoulder impingement. So I guess that’s called a non scale victory? And for lack of a better term, I just am feeling good. I’ve fully embraced the natural hair movement - if there is one - and even though my grandmother would roll over in her grave, I haven’t dyed my hair in 3 years (I think?)… I am digging the silver strands coming through. It’s ultimately a feeling of peace and resonance right now.

The weather is changing here and looks that spring has sprung. My first daffodils poked through this week and how funny because we had a foot of snow and iced roads a month ago, now everything is budding. I’m anxious to see if my mums we transplanted lasted the winter made it 🤞

We are looking for a platform/slide bed for our 5 year old to convince her she DOES want to sleep in her bed and not wedge in between mommy and daddy every night between 11p-2a. I think that will be her Easter present. We also have some treehouse modifications and climbing assists for the front yard for J man I think he will enjoy with the warm weather.

We would like to plan a camping trip for April when we will both be off and the kids have a long weekend. We take 2 weeks for our anniversary every year and the timing lines up. The prob comes with our dogs and who can watch them. We are leaning towards asking dad to come down, and I think it would be a fun thing for him to do maybe? His treatment is going well as far as it can, is it insensitive to ask him? C’s mom said the dogs are too much for FIL, so, is it the same with my dad or would it be fun company for him? I don’t know.

1// J’s gorg locks

2// my first attempt at homemade apple cider vinegar

3// c and my girl

4// the kids ‘cooked dinner’ for valentines 😍😍😍

I also felt super homesteady this week; I made my homemade cleaner out of orange rinds and apple cider vinegar. I save all the peels then soak in vinegar for 1-2 weeks, then strain and add some water and tea tree oil - it’s AMAZING. Then you take the used rinds and put them in your garden to prevent pests. The picture is apple peels/cores that you soak for 1-2 weeks in cloth covered jar, then strain to make your own apple cider vinegar. I’ll let you know how it goes.

Every little bit helps. Everything you do good, is something good xx

#do something good #east nashville #nashville #every little thing #working mom #family time #opt outside #yoga

[anonymouscomrade]

aC on vacation

so here's a summary of day 1, more later when i feel like getting the photos off my phone

got to a hotel where my brother and his wife are staying because fuck driving several hours when i should be asleep. google maps sends me to a parallel fucking dimension where the hotel was built on the opposite side of the city. also the roads here are somehow iced over when most of the road leading here wasn't so go figure. we try to get dinner and almost everywhere is closed on account of the snow, except for this hole in the wall chinese takeout place, because if you can count on any place to be open, it's one of these. they make the best general tso's chicken i've had in a long time, it turns out

woke up at like four in the morning for our 7:30 am flight, because by airport logic being only two hours early is tantamount to no-showing. this was right after shit got polar so the roads were covered in ice. at the parking place, i tried and failed to get past a barrier before the lever arm came back down again because it was on a slight incline and i couldn't get enough traction to clear it before it closed. this happened like SIX TIMES, it was some Three Stooges shit

our shuttle takes us over to the airport. i stick to my brother like a little kid to his mom because he's done this before and i have not. the flight is going to be five hours. which doesn't make sense to me because the return flight is only supposed to be three and a half. i dunno, maybe headwinds or something? i'm not a fucking pilot. i'm anxious to get this part over with because, again, never flown before. after waiting for clearance for what feels like forever (justified, on account of ice) we're finally in the air. it's... nothing? it's kind of mundane and somehow boring. one of the greatest achievements in human history and the only difference between this and being on a bus packed full of strangers is there's no road to rumble against that eventually numbs your butt, and also it's several degrees of magnitude faster than a bus i suppose

we arrive at LAX and if i didn't already feel like a fish out of water then oh boy. how the fuck do people live like this? how do you figure out who's supposed to go where? it's like living in the Kowloon Walled City, thought the guy who grew up imagining anywhere big enough to have a walmart counted as a "big city"

we get another shuttle, this one absolutely cramped with people, to get to the rental car place. my brother argues with the guy (who isn't even actually *physically* there, he's somehow doing sales over Zoom or some shit) for like half an hour before telling him to cancel the whole thing. turns out they wanted close to four times what he was originally quoted and weren't budging. we decide to get an uber to the closest In-n-Out, because we're in California, and also starving, so why not. we're standing in line looking a bunch of huge dorks carrying around suitcases. if i was ever going to be mugged in broad daylight it would be right here, right now. i order a double double combo, swap out the tomato for onions because raw tomato has all the texture and flavor of a balloon filled with wet sand, and onions and cheeseburgers go together like chocolate and peanut butter. the burger's okay, i guess. the fries are the most boring fries i've ever eaten. at least it's probably the cheapest meal i'll have while i'm here

we take another uber to get to our airbnb, about 45 minutes out. every other billboard is this guy

we arrive and immediately notice something is wrong. it was advertised as 4 bed. there are TWO double beds. this is pretty good if you're two married couples and not so much if you're the double third wheel travelling with two married couples. there's one room with a folding leather futon and not much else that seems kind of pointless and i decide this is where i'll stay. turns out that futon is the least comfortable sleeping surface ever manufactured in human history and there are maybe three exact positions that are even kind of comfortable enough to fall asleep in while lying on it and not having an iron bar press up into your lower back or your shoulderblade or the back of your neck

END OF DAY 1

[skippyv20]

Our Prayer List🙏🏻❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who is suffering from anxiety.

Prayers and good thoughts for Joe and family.  It has been decided that Tuesday 6am Central Time in Indianapolis, Indiana he will undergo surgery to have a LVAD put in his heart. His last open heart surgery he flat lined 45 minutes into the surgery and was kept on machines for 5 days til he came awake, and then had to go back under to continue the surgery. So he is frightened.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who has arthritis in her ankles and feet.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s friend Ann.  She had bowel cancer, they missed her 5 year checkup and when she went for another minor operation her scan showed the bowel cancer has now spread to her liver so she is classed now as Stage 4 (terminal) cancer.  Prayers also for her dear grandson and his mother.

Prayers and good thoughts for my friend who suffered broken C5C6 in a freak home accident.  She has complete loss of her hands, and can only stand with an apparatus.  She has a very long journey ahead of her.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s daughter, who has many health issues and is feeling very overwhelmed.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who suffers from anxiety and has terrifying nightmares that she fears may be back.  Praying for peace in her heart and mind.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend.  Her dermatologist has started her on rosacea treatment.  If she doesn’t see results in two weeks to a month she will need a biopsy.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s brother  (Spain) who had vascular bypass in an effort to save his leg.  The surgery was a success.  Please pray for a quick recovery free of complications.  He is doing so much better.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend.  She was her father’s caregiver until his passing and now is her mother’s caregiver.  She is feeling very overwhelmed and is having difficulties with her family.  She struggles with her faith at times.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s nephew who is mending a broken heart.  We pray he meets his special “one” and finds love.

Our friend needs prayers.   I found out in February I have uterine cancer. I am having trouble to get all of my doctors approval to get the DNC and hysterectomy. The DNC is scheduled for June 19th. My Cardiologist in Texas would not approve the surgery. Because of the divorce I had/ have no place to live. My sister, God Bless her, has taken me in, in Indiana. The struggle I continuously have is my health. I have been hospitalized at least 8 times since January 10th. I black out and fall- and ended up with a broken back. They discovered cancer, and I continue to battle my water pills and my potassium levels. So please pray for my heart, and my kidneys. Please pray I can find new doctors here in Indiana. My doctors in Dallas will no longer help me. Pray I can get 3 years of Cobra insurance in the divorce. Please pray I don’t have cancer. And please pray God will show me why I am still alive. My 2 daughters have blocked me in every way, and have told my sister to take care of me when her husband is dying of heart failure. I pray I can save enough to pay attorneys, and my health needs. Thank you so very much for all the prayers. Losing a husband of 33 years and both my daughters all at the same time is a great trauma in my life right now. I pray they will come back to me. And please pray for my sister and mom who are taking care of me.

Our friend’s BIL can barely eat and is exhausted. He has to strengthen his heart muscles, so he can have heart surgery. They have not scheduled it and won’t until they are sure he will survive. He died on the table his last open heart surgery and was in a coma for 2 weeks, so he is understandably scared to have the surgery. Please pray for him and my sister.

Our friend is mourning the loss of her mother, and facing financial problems.  She is very overwhelmed at this time.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend that is struggling with faith.  She feels God isn’t with her.  She is lost and frightened and feeling alone.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend whose husband is very, very ill.  Prayers for the whole family.  They are facing many obstacles for healthcare at this time.  Her husband’s pancreas is all but dead tissue but it keeps swelling and then going down, this has caused his liver to start failing.  He is facing many medical issues. Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s friend and her daughter and her husband.  The daughter has lupus, and risked her own life to have a baby as she so wanted to be a mother. Their little son was born prematurely weighing 500 grams on Friday and sadly he died on Monday evening. They are absolutely heartbroken.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s former sister in-law and brother in-law.  She was diagnosed with tongue and throat cancer in January and in March he was diagnosed with lung cancer.    Also for their 2 daughters who are taking care of them.  

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who is mourning the passing of her beloved mother.  Prayers for her mother’s journey home

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend.  She is suffering from an anxiety and fear.  She is in desperate need of another job, and is worried about her finances.  She is being bullied and stalked.

Prayers and good thoughts for Baby Roy’s family as they mourn his loss.  Praying for them to have peace and to feel God’s loving presence as they continue to mourn.

Prayers and good thoughts for our dear friend, who is suffering from severe back pain & pain in other hip

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who has been facing many trials, and is in need of prayers. The last 18 months have been hard, and things still not what they should be.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s family friend who had a stroke. His right side is paralyzed, but he has some sensation.  He is very down at this time.  He will now face new trials because of his condition.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s family member who we pray will join AA.  We pray for success.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who is in financial despair.  She is really struggling as she has no one to turn to in real life.  She is out of work, and there are no jobs to be found.  All of her savings are almost gone and she is afraid she may lose her home.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who has severe iron deficiency and the treatment is very harsh and makes her sick.  Her husband has been unfaithful during her illness and her family is ignoring me. She feels very alone.

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend who has been battling depression long-term due to trauma and the resulting difficult circumstances. 

Prayers and good thoughts for our friend’s daughter who is struggling.  She is in much pain mentally. We prayer for her family as well as they try desperately to help her.

Prayers and good thoughts for Baby James and his heart brother Matthew.  Also their heart brother Conrad

[thepringlesofblood]

so when i listened to taz ethersea, i listened to the first 17 episodes, fell off the wagon for a while, and then listened to the rest all at once over like a week.

this means, that in the finale when *SPOILERS* devo says his real name is damien cern, my immediate reaction was “fuck, i really should know who that is.”

so i went back. and I looked. and I was still confused. and i looked harder. and i took notes. and i am less confused, but now i have a true pepe sylvia conspiracy theory board. which i will share.

here is a timeline of What We Know About The Cerns, complete with all my various conspiracy theories. spoilers, obvs, for the whole series

Timeline

Hominine traveling performance troupe comes to beach

Benevolence comes to beach

Declan’s eldest son, Tolliver (98% certain that it’s him), goes missing. (prologue V: The Weight of History)

He has two other sons. If Amber’s account of Tolliver being “Declan Cern’s little boy” is taken literally, Tolliver can’t be older than 12 or so, and is likely under 10 (little).

We have no indication of another parent in the picture, and no indication of whether the kids are adopted (from the traveling troupe) or not.

The Storm - we go under the sea. (prologue V: The Weight of History)

2 years later - Devo is born!

Was supposedly raised “with” the Church and his mom, who was a member of the traveling performance troupe (TTAZZ Ethersea Wrap-up)

important, Declan Cern is never mentioned when discussing Devo’s backstory. The implication is that he is/was uninvolved in Devo’s life, and judging by his 0 voiced lines in the podcast it is possible that he doesn’t know Devo is his son OR does not recognize him as his son (legally or just by face)

Some Point before age 6 or 7 - name is changed from Damien to Devotion, this is when the ‘fulfill your destiny’ stuff starts (Episode 25, Cambria’s Call pt 4)

age 7 - mom “disappears”, the Church and more specifically the Hand of Guidance takes over his care (TTAZZ Ethersea Wrap-up)

So the scene with the lights + the hand of guidance in ep. 25 (Travis says Devo was “6 or 7″) would’ve been right around the time his fucking mom disappeared, Christ, guidance.

Some point (unknown, could’ve been before now) Brother Seldom leaves the church

Some point (slightly more known- 7-22) Devo hears Brother Seldom’s broadcast and is inspired to leave the parish

23 - he leaves!

Beginning of true podcast time

When Devo asks Felix for a line of credit (Episode 6, interlude 1), this happens:

Devo: And along with this, if I die, before I am able to pay you back, you can take this—

Travis: And Devo writes out a note.

Devo: To the Cern family. And they will pay my debt, no questions asked.

I HAVE MANY QUESTIONS TO ASK TRAVIS

The ONLY direct interaction I can find with Declan Cern is when they go before the Ballasters in the interlude when the Sallow comes (Episode 22)

He doesn’t say a fuckin word. He just sits in his Ballaster of Transit chair and watches. Travis recognizes him and asks about him - we don’t know if Devo recognizes him. Devo doesn’t act particularly out of character in the trial, at least as far as I can tell so maybe no?

We’re assuming when Hermine gets up and leads them all off, Declan goes back to whatever he was doing, as none of the other Ballasters follow them. He literally sits there and says nothing, even as Kodeira vouches for them and looks to Guidance and Aloyicius Supreme for confirmation, but not Declan

Doylist explanation - Griffin forgot he was there after describing him bc he’s #irrelevant

Watsonian explanation - this man is sinking into the floor. Or Kodeira has no reason to think that Declan knows anyone in the party, which is also VERY INTERESTING

He’s “in his 70s” so he was 47-57 when Devo was born, 45-55 on the beach. Either he aged real bad or Travis has a galaxy brain take on what “charismatic young man” (how he’s described in a quiet year V) can mean.

In the Menagerie, Devo meets a spectral, hologram-ish being that confirms themselves to be the Auctioneer and says he can call them Tolliver. They mostly discuss ethics and environmentalism and how to not be an asshole. (Ep. 24-25, The Menagerie parts 4-5)

Tolliver uses he/him pronouns from this point forward - the Auctioneer used they/them.

He is described as young man in his early 30s with three scars on his face, one of which goes over his eye which no longer works.

This age lines up with Devo’s if Tolliver is the eldest

At the end of the Menagerie mission Amber recalls that Tolliver was the name of “Declan Cern’s little boy” (Ep 25, The Menagerie Pt 5)

After Devo splits the timeline (Ep. 44 “Finale”), Tolliver shows up and basically says “hey what the fuck??? What the fuck did you do?? Even I don’t know what you did and I’m magic”

He also claims himself to be the “embodiment of the will of magic”

Devo reveals both his “real name”- Damien Cern - and his plan to kill Benevolence.

The former (Devo = Damien Cern) Tolliver scoffs at

Devo: Or I could just go by my real name, if you would prefer. And I could just be Damien Cern.

Tolliver: [scoffs]

Griffin: He smiles when you say that, and he says...

Tolliver: You’ve really got layers, don’t you?”

The latter (killing Benevolence) really freaks him out

Griffin: Tolliver, even in this moment where he has admitted that he doesn’t know as much as he’s letting on, still seems pretty uh... cocky. When you say that, he... is taken aback. And then he just kind of like looks around the room in a panic, like he’s trying to think his way through it. And he says...

Tolliver: [shaken] Wow, you’ve... You’ve really got layers, um... Hm. Okay. I can help you with that. And in exchange, maybe you can help me too. Because... I... I am pretty powerful, but I am only doing what I am called to do. I’m acting on instinct, doing what I’m supposed to do, and you were not supposed to call out to the family of Benefactor Orlene, but you did.

Devo: Mm-hmm.

Tolliver: And in doing so, you defied fate itself, and that makes you very, very interesting! 

So. That’s the timeline.

OBSERVATIONS:

We know that Devo is a Cern.

We know that his mother was in his life until he was 7, and that she raised him “with” the Church, until she disappeared and the Church took over completely. 

We know that he is the child of one of the traveling performers from Hominine, and he was “adopted by the Church” (TTAZZ)

We know that the only Cern mentioned on the show is Declan Cern, and his three sons, the eldest of which went missing.

The simplest answer is that his mother was one of the traveling performers, and his father was Declan Cern. These are the assumptions we will be operating under.

My nitpicky autistic ass absolutely has to point out several technicalities that probably do not matter

We don’t know for certain that his mother was one of the traveling performers. The two facts are mentioned separately.

Declan Cern could’ve been one of the traveling performers who retired and became a council member. He isn’t mentioned by name until Prologue V. It’s definitely not the most likely thing, but it is possible.

the performer, his mother, and Declan Cern could’ve all been separate people, with his mother being a church member related to Declan Cern in some way who adopted him from the performer/troupe

We don’t know for certain that Devo is Declan Cern’s son. We just know that he is a member of the Cern family - he could be a nephew, a cousin, etc.

We don’t know for certain that Devo’s mother and Declan Cern were romantically/sexually involved in any way. Again, she could’ve just been a church member that adopted him, or she could be a sister/relative of Declan Cern’s.

When Devo talks about his break with the church, he does not mention Declan - his focus is on Guidance, Orlean, and other current church members. So I don’t think the rift b/w him and Declan was caused by Devo’s break with the parish

Important to remember: when talking about his upbringing, Devo NEVER mentions having friends his own age. He emphasizes over and over how isolated and alone he felt. Would this have been the case if his brothers were there? Were any of the other Cerns present in Devo’s life at all?

potential answer - Devo emphasizes the isolation because that’s how he felt but there might have been other kids or his brothers around just not easily accessible to him as friends or family.

Devo was isolated by Guidance early on to be groomed into taking her place - nothing the Cerns could’ve done, assuming they’d want to do anything, would have stopped The Hand Of Guidance from getting what she wants - she’s consistently described as Incredibly Powerful. This is the mostly likely answer I think.

QUESTIONS

Why was Declan Cern not a prominent figure in Devo’s upbringing?

What happened to the other sons? Were they ever in Devo’s life?

To what degree do the Cerns know that Devo is a Cern? To what degree does the Church know?

How big is the Cern family? Is it just Declan and his sons?

Why was the Church raising Devo with his mother rather than Declan? What was The Church’s role in Devo’s upbringing before his mom died compared to after?

What happened that made the Church adopt him when his mother disappeared, instead of his next of kin? Would his mother have approved of it?

Why were his mother and father separated? Were they? To what extent? For what reason?

Did the other two sons have a parent figure other than Declan before he met Devo’s mom? What happened to them?

Why did his mother disappear? Was it intentional on her part? Did the Church or Guidance have something to do with it? Is she dead? If not, where did she go?? It’s not like it’s a big city, or like there’s anywhere else to go

Maybe she took a ship and just went for it. Idk. Maybe she went looking for the Ark Fleet - if the Hominine traveling theater troupe picked up members as it traveled she could’ve conceivably joined it from somewhere other than Hominine. Perhaps……..France? (my crack theory is that Devo got his accent from his mother)

Maybe Guidance took her out of the picture some other way. Maybe she was scared of something/someone. We’ll probably never know, but doesn’t hurt to theorize. She also could’ve fallen off a cliff or something.

THEORIES

My initial thought was that Declan could’ve cheated on his existing partner who he had the initial three sons with, by sleeping with one of the performing troupe members, so when they get pregnant it has to be kept quiet bc he’s a Public Figure, and he’s had enough of the public eye after Tolliver went missing, right?

So they’re separated and decide that she will raise Devo at the Church and he’ll send child support (notice Devo saying ‘the Cern family will pay it [the debt] no questions asked’ - this corroborates that!) but something mysteriously happens to her, leaving the way clear and unimpeded for the Hand of Guidance to groom Devo into the perfect successor.

His mother could’ve told him he was a Cern before her disappearance, and the child support kept coming in. I imagine the Hand of Guidance would’ve wanted to use the lux herself, maybe she framed it as funding his education, so of course it would go to her, she was his education.

I do feel like Guidance would try to steer Devo away from checking on his Cern family though for cult reasons.

It is physically impossible for his other sons to also be children of this traveling performance troupe member unless he adopted a whole bunch of orphans they conveniently had around.

Unless (unless)

Both the performing troupe and Declan are Hominine. What if the Cern family was living in Hominine, and Declan heard the call, but the mom didn’t? They could’ve had a big blowout fight about it, ending with her joining the performance troupe and him taking the kids to the beach.

Then, when the rest of the troupe realized hey fuck there’s nowhere to go they come to the beach, Declan and the mom reunite and go under together, then 2 years later have Devo

It also lays the groundwork for why Devo might have been raised on his own - if they had marital problems and separated again, the older kids might choose to go with their dad, while baby Devo stays with mom.

Also, Declan’s kinda old and this is a hard world. Maybe he was too caught up in work (canonically he’s a “nose to the grindstone” kind of guy) to take care of a baby so that fell to Devos mom, who also needed to parent two other kids so she enlisted the church to help.

That might also explain why Devo didn’t see much of his brothers! If the Church was doing childcare, it could’ve been separated by age group, so the older kids might be off with Brother Seldom or whatever other group they have while Devo stayed at the Church with the other little kids.

Also if they’re staying in a bathysphere…three kids two parents is a big family is all. Maybe the mom stayed at the Church with Devo some nights when it got too crowded, and that’s how it started. Then more and more often, the Hand of Guidance helps out, seemingly taking on more responsibility out of the goodness of her heart, while actually taking over more and more of his upbringing, grooming him to be her successor because she’s noticed his gifts at this point.

Alternately, polyamory is always an option. Maybe Declan Cern has (or had) multiple partners who aren’t really involved in each other’s lives.

Alternately, Declan Cern could’ve been a single dad before they even set foot on that beach.

Alternately, Declan wasn’t involved in the pregnancy - he just adopted the son of a traveling performer.

Where the mom fits in here is...tricky. Maybe she had a kid she wasn’t able to take care of, and Declan offered to adopt him, then had him grow up in the church, where Guidance got her greedy little hands on him, and the mom could be semi-involved.

Or whatever partner Declan had his other kids with died/divorced him and he fell in love Devo’s mom. Or again, polyamory, or single dad.

If Devo’s age is real, Declan either adopted Devo post-Storm, or fathered him post-Storm.

or. We know Devo is a Cern - it is not explicit that Declan is his father. Does Declan have any other family in Founder’s Wake? Lord only knows.

If this wasn’t a long enough post for you, I put all the transcripts i cited below (thank u tazscripts they do have official transcripts at maximum fun but some episodes don’t and they always wind up being the ones I need)

TTAZZ Ethersea Wrap Up

https://maximumfun.org/transcripts/adventure-zone/transcript-the-the-adventure-zone-zone-ethersea-wrap-up/

the main thing from this one is:

“Travis:...I don’t know if it was ever clear, Devo’s mom was with him for like seven years at the Church, and then one day disappeared, and the rest of the time raised by the Church alone.” (TTAZZ Ethersea Wrap-up)

ily travis but this is in fact not particularly clear

Episode 44 - finale

https://maximumfun.org/transcripts/adventure-zone/transcript-the-adventure-zone-ethersea-episode-44/

Episode 34, The Menagerie pt 4

https://maximumfun.org/transcripts/adventure-zone/transcript-the-adventure-zone-ethersea-episode-34/

Episode 35, The Menagerie pt 5

https://maximumfun.org/transcripts/adventure-zone/transcript-the-adventure-zone-ethersea-episode-35/

Episode 36, The Menagerie pt 6

there isn’t. a transcript. for this. on maxfun or tazscripts. i had to go in and write it down myself. this is the podcast link, what it said and the approx. timestamp

https://maximumfun.org/episodes/adventure-zone/the-adventure-zone-ethersea-episode-36/

(1:18:58- 1:19:40)

Devo: “…It was pretty shitty, there was a dude there named Tolliver, I don’t know if that’s his real name, who was the Auctioneer that we dealt with before, he fucking sucked Griffin: Hey Amber? Roll uh, Roll a history check. Justin: Alright…22 Griffin: That name rings a bell for you, because you have only known one Tolliver in your, in your long life, it’s a name you’ve not heard in a long time, but…it hits you, all of a sudden, that the only Tolliver you’ve ever known, the only person that ever had that name, was Declan Cern’s little boy.”

Episode 25 Cambria’s Call pt 4 (thank u tazscripts)

https://href.li/?https://docs.google.com/document/u/2/d/e/2PACX-1vSqE8hk7nt9dpISprv8L6WkxWnZ-H2By3XaOeXqRxDSLzExGhtwa6k0QhFgiYFQUzmoG9DNlHBEE3aC/pub

Episode 22 (interlude 3 (b/w Abyssal Auction and Cambria’s Call))

https://maximumfun.org/transcripts/adventure-zone/transcript-the-adventure-zone-ethersea-episode-22/

Ep. 6 (interlude 1 (b/w The Gallery Job and The Infinite Clam))

https://maximumfun.org/transcripts/adventure-zone/transcript-the-adventure-zone-ethersea-episode-6/

prologue V: The Weight of History

https://maximumfun.org/transcripts/adventure-zone/transcript-the-adventure-zone-ethersea-prologue-v-the-weight-of-history/

#taz #taz spoilers #taz ethersea spoilers #taz e spoilers #taz ethersea #taz e #original post #i need to sleep

[angelbugbitch]

Welcome Lovely’s <3

Disclaimer: I just want to say that I fully support recovery, and I am in no way trying to encourage ed’s. My account is about MY personal body issues and mental health issues. If that is triggering to you, then I strongly suggest you block me and move on, therefore protecting your peace. (do what is right for you💕)

To everyone else , WELCOME!!!

Hi my name is Angel. I am 18 yrs old, and I have struggled with my weight for as long as I can remember.

I was always a fat child, at no point my life was I ever not overweight, and of course the problem worsened as I got older. I was constantly put on diets as a kid , and my mom tried to limit the amount of sweets I had, but it never really worked and I just kept getting bigger and bigger.

In 2020 I reached my , then highest , weight of 280lbs / 127 kg , I was completely disgusted with my weight , and decided to start my weight loss journey for the first time ever, my plan worked out well since we were stuck in quarantine anyway. I restricted myself a lot , and stuck to a very low calorie diet. I also ran/ walked on the treadmill everyday until I reach 2-3 miles. Then I would dance for 30-45 minute a day. Doing this I was able to go from 280lbs ( started half way through freshman year) down to 215 lbs (the end of sophomore year ) .

But then for my Junior year , we returned back to in person school. At first I was intermittent fasting, and taking my own low-cal lunches, yet was stuck in a plateau. I never got lower than 215lbs. I was also hanging out with friends afterschool, as well as joined school clubs, this didn’t help at all with the fact that I was trying to lose weight. Hanging out with friends always involved going out to eat somewhere ( Jack in the Box, Mc Donald’s , Starbucks, Wingstop, Boba, etc) and The teacher would always serve pizza to the students in the club. So no matter where I went, there was always junk food. So eventually I just gave up . Then over the course of 2 years ( junior & senior year and a few months after graduating ) I ended up gaining weight 220..230…240…the scale only kept going up …250..260..270…280…..and atlast I reached 290 where I’m at now.

I am once again completely disgusted and disappointed with myself. I worked so hard, yet I let myself go , and now I’m back at square 1.

I turn 19 in a few days, and I am gonna fat as fuck for yet another birthday. But I refuse to be huge for my 20th and even less my 21st birthday. There is no moment better than now to get back on track.

I am attempting to lose the bulk of my weight in one year ( from April 23,2024- April , 29,2025) my goal is to lose at least 100lbs , but I’m aiming for 120lbs.

I know it’s a lot but I’m going to try my hardest to get there. If you guys have any tips , or workout suggestions, or diets that I should try. Please do let me know, i appreciate all the help I can get.

I’m going to use this thread to keep track of every 10lbs I lose. I have multiple gw’s , but only one ugw. So bear with me.

SW: 290 lbs (April 23,2024)

GW 1 : 280

GW 2: 270

GW 3:260

GW 4: 250

GW 5: 240

GW 6: 230

GW 7: 220

GW 8: 210

GW 9 : 200

GW 10: 190

GW 11: 180

GW 12: 170

UGW: 160

#pro for myself #mealspo #weight loss #@n@ diary #ana advice #low cal meal #ana buddie #st4rv1ng #light as a feather #th1nsp1ration #⭐️ve #⭐️rving #⭐️ ing motivation #⭐️vation goals

[itwasthisorthemilitary]

March 18th, 2024

I had such a weird day? So after coming home from the doctors I sat in my bed here and cried for like 30 minutes. And then i was like “suck it up buttercup stop feeling sorry for yourself” and i went to the kitchen to socialize with my parents. We talked for HOURS about politics, my background in art, I learned how to make hojaldras (basically just fried dough), talked to my parents about my family back in the states, lied and said i broke up with a BF to come to Panama (Sorry Shawn 😉). Then at around 2 they were like “vamos” and for the hundredth time since this adventure began, I got into a car not knowing where i was going or for how long.

So i found myself at a beautiful house in Costa Rica. It’s where my mom’s parents, and other siblings still live. My grandmother lost her leg to diabetes so they decided to prick my finger to test my blood to see if the infection was related to diabetes? Rest assured, my blood sugar was normal (incredible considering how much sugar i have here).

Now this deserves its own paragraph.

THE COFFEE. Holy shit. At my real host family, they drink instant coffee and even so it’s not every day. Today, I had 5 cups of black coffee. This family roasts their own beans and honestly after cup five was the closest I’ve ever felt to believing in god. I was also vibrating.

In the house was me, my mom, my aunt, two uncles, the girlfriend of one of my uncles, and my grandparents. All of them are from/live in Costa Rica and even though we were less than 30 minutes over the border, the difference between Panamanians and Costa Ricans is incredible.

One of the aunts, Nana, lives at home and takes care of the grandparents. She’s their home nurse, educated in health care but also specializing in homeopathic remedies. This girl cleaned my feet meticulously. She then made a bath with warm water, saline, and salvia leaves to soak my feet and genuinely it was the best i felt all day. Afterward she rubbed some cream on it, don’t know what, but at this point i didn’t care. I was so grateful to be sitting with this family. I ate fresh pineapple and coconut and spent the day sitting around chatting. I was exhausted, from stress of missing class, battling an infection, and an entire day where I only spoke Spanish (aside from 20 minutes on the phone with Hannah).

As they drove me home around 9:45 we swung by my families restaurant (still in Costa Rica) to pick someone up and sitting there were my 4 supervisors….

They didn’t ask why i was in Costa Rica, standing barefoot in the street as i BEGGED them to let me come to class in the morning. Francisco seemed impressed that i was so adamant on attending and said that I can observe but not necessarily participate because I won’t be able to wear close toed shoes.

My family in Costa Rica says that I am welcome to visit anytime once I get assigned to my site. I get A LOT of bonus point with host families for having no preferences/restrictions from food. There are a lot of complaints about volunteers being picky. Mango hasn’t been an issue because it’s not in season yet. If you’re hungry enough, everything tastes good.

Today made me feel much more confident in my abilities to be at site alone. I saw none of my fellow volunteers all day and I was able to hold my own and make new friends.

[moonjxsung]

Thank you for your protection Star!!! 🥰🥰🤺🤺 Luckily, I was able to go to bed at ~4:20 AM and woke up at 10 so I still got a good amount of sleep, I just had to lay on my back so it applied pressure. I was still able to take my friend to the zoo today and OML THE FOXES AND FLAMINGOS WERE SO COOL! There were these leopards there and they looked SOO fluffy😭🥺I just wanted to hug them (even though they could and probably would “wabam!” me). We walked from 10:45-4 and got food there because my friend and I both made the wonderful idea to go there without eating🙄. Also, Star, I beg of you, please look up “New Orleans, Louisiana: Rougarou: Legendary Cajun Swamp Monster” and yes, the pictures that look like the person who made them was on 7 different types of crack cocaine, is the right one.😂😭

Revolving around your lovely compliment on my French (thank you very much 😘) I actually speak/am learning 9 languages lol.

I studied Linguistics for 2 years, took 4 years of Latin(yes the dead language😭), French and English since birth, Arabic for ~1 1/2 years (when I was younger), Korean for ~2-3 years, Mandarin for 1 year, Japanese for a few months, Thai for a few months as well, and I’ve just recently started Russian as that was the first language that got me started into learning languages and different cultures!😄 Because of course, 9 year old me hearing Russian for the first time was completely flabbergasted and amazed about how cool it sounded, haha! The only reason I procrastinated on learning is that since I’ve been growing up speaking French, I’m so used to the French r that I now can’t roll my r’s☹️. I actually have a friend who speaks Russian and he constantly makes fun of me for this but he can’t do the French r either so it’s equal teasing.😉

Sorry I rambled, haha 😅. Question, I don’t know if another anon has asked this or you’ve listed this somewhere else, so my apologies if you have, but if you could become immediately fluent in any language-writing, reading, speaking- which language would you choose? And what other languages do you speak other than English, if any? Lol, I think I’ve taken up enough of your time. Bye Star!! Have a lovely day/night *space hugs*!

-🌕🌊

YYYAYYYYYYYYY IM SO GLAD YOU GOT TO GO TO THE ZOO I FUCKING LOVE THE ZOO SO MUCH….. the last time I went to the zoo this baby duck got into the flamingo enclosure and a flamingo just straight up killed it in front of us and they had to evacuate the area IT WAS SOOOOO …..????😭😭

ALSO PLELWKWKDKDKDKKD RHE FICKRKRNN SWAMP MONSTER I LITERALLY LAUGHED OJT LOUD AT MY PHONE I AM CRHINGNTNGNGN ???? WHAT IS THAT 😭😭😭😭😭

Also…… 9 languages???? HOLY SHIT???? That’s INSANE oh my god I wish I could speak 9 languages!! Wait so do you still know Korean enough to be able to understand kpop songs and variety shows and all that? Or is it a limited amount? That is BEYONDDDD cool on my god you’re so smart that is so fucking WILDDDD

I love this question HMMMM I’d probably want to be fluent in either Japanese or in Arabic ! I want to visit Japan one day but I’m so insecure about not knowing any Japanese so I’d feel so much more comfortable traveling there if I could speak the language ☹️ and Arabic just because I see it everywhere and I’d love to understand it and be able to write in it, it’s such a beautiful language too and it’s very similar to other languages so I think it’d be really useful! As for languages I DO speak, I can fully understand Spanish but I don’t speak it only because my accent is fucking atrocious 😀 my mom is from Mexico and I grew up taking trips to Mexico and very close to my Mexican side but unfortunately the elementary school I went to didn’t allow us to speak in any language besides English so I lost a lot of my speaking abilities (but I can still read and write it!) My dad is from Iran but sadly I know zero Farsi and I’ve never visited or met my family from his side or anything and I just grew up in the states so I’m very westernized but I would also love to know Farsi and be able to speak to his family members on the phone or something 🫶 my parents didn’t even speak each other’s languages when they met and there was a huge language barrier but they were so in love they made it work LOL anyways I’m rambling too but those are my answers !!

THANK U FOR ASKING I love when u guys ask cutie little questions hehehe I love u so much pookie !! 💞💝💘💕💗💓💖🫶👼

#🌕🌊 anon #ask

[sarah-crewe]

tagged by my pal @thecrackshiplollipop

1. are you named after anyone? yes, sort of. some of my great-something grandmothers had my names, but it was more that my mom liked them a lot and wanted to name me my name since she was a teenager. we later found out that one of my great-something grandmothers was named sarah mariah (which is my name and my sister’s name).

2. when was the last time you cried? i teared up earlier today when i was reading a post about dads being great and loving their kids.

3. do you have kids? no. i’ve had a lot of childcare jobs, including being a nanny for four years, and i’m still super close to those kids and see them all the time. sometimes their mom wishes me a happy mother’s day, so...

4. do you use sarcasm a lot? never. you think someone would really do that? go on the internet and be sarcastic?

5. what’s the first thing you notice about people? i straight up do not know... i feel like i’m taking in a lot of info when i meet someone new, so maybe it’s just whatever stands out the most about them?

6. what’s your eye color? brown

7. scary movies or happy endings? happy endings. i’m a little bitch and i don’t watch scary movies.

8. any special talents? running into large, solid objects that have been consistently been in the same place for months, years, or even decades of my life.

9. where were you born? maine, born and raised bb

10. what are your hobbies? i like to read a lot, dabble in 45 different crafts/arts, watch educational videos on youtube, partake in semi-dangerous sports, and play pretend with my friends

11. have you any pets? no. i live in a real small apartment that is uncomfortably messy and i would feel too guilty to bring an animal into that. i really love cats though, and want a cat that is legitimately bonded to me, which i’ve never really had. we weren’t at my dad’s house enough for his cats to really get comfy with us, and my mom has always been hella allergic.

12. what sport do you play/have played? i played soccer and basketball as a kid. my dad said i was actually good at soccer when i was little, which i always thought was not true (not afraid of the ball, good coordination, good soccer vision, his words) but i quit both of those when i was in upper elementary because i was focused on gymnastics. i started gymnastics when i was five and did it regularly, up to 5 nights a week, until i was 14. i took up figure skating about a decade ago, but i’ve been on an extended break because of pandemic anxiety. i skateboard occasionally, but i am not good at it.

13. how tall are you? 5'3″ on a good day, lol. can’t believe the doctor told me i was gonna be 6′2″.

14. favorite subject in school? english or art/theatre (in high school). i liked school in general, but i struggled a little bit with science and math in high school: science because i had never learned how to study and was finally being challenged for the first time in my life and math because i accidentally pattern reconditioned myself into a higher placement test score than i ought to have had, putting me in a class where i didn’t have the foundational knowledge needed to succeed. both problems were fixed by the time i was a junior, but the damage had been done to my psyche and i thought i was bad at those topics for a while. english though, loml.

15. dream job? lol my current job (children’s librarian) if it was just the actual job and not the societal bandaid that it’s become... though i would love a four day work week. that would make it perfect.

tagging @jennamacaroni @tarynlatx @knockfivetimes @stellesappho @roarsaidthedinosaur @also-angels @littleoases @seemssostrange

#about me tho

[arthur-r]

we’re in crunch time for traveling home for the weekend but i have to pause right away and start out by taking my latin test for demonstrative pronouns and i slept through class on monday so i have never been taught this. and i’m trying my best but i really don’t remember the specifics. hic hī vs haec hae vs hoc haec?? with more macrons than just the one but idk where they all go. latin test is from 9:55-10:45 then i get on the bus back to my dorm and should land at around 11:05. the bus comes to a place six minutes away from my dorm at 12:00 so to be safe i should leave around 11:30. i need my capo and my bag full of target returns, and the duffel bag that i packed last night, and my backpack which will have my normal things for easy access. i will also need my new earbuds and also my room key in a safe place and my university ID card and my broken bracelet that i want to fix when i’m home. i will grab all of those things when i get to my dorm because i will remember writing this post. and okay now i have to hope the bathroom is finally free cause i need to get dressed and head to class. i am very excited to potentially have a single dorm with private bathroom next year it would do a lot for my peace of mind. anyway it’s falltime and there are maple leaves all over the place and it makes me want to go to one of my maple-themed hometowns (somehow both the towns i live in are themed around maple leaves….) and here i am about to head home. the bus will land at 4:50 and my mom will be there to pick me up. i just have to get ready for school now and double check the list later. wish me luck i hope everyone is doing okay.

#eek. ok i gotta go get ready #me. my post. mine. #delete later

[bugbxyjunk]

hello cj. my name is oliver. you may know me as ollie of @ollieollieoxenfreeee.

answer all 100 of the questions. every single one. do it.

bet.

2. what’s the weather like?

Humid and veryyy warm, but much cooler than it has been!!

3. are you impulsive?

yes, oh my god yes, its a really bad problem

4. are you organised?

no but i am trying!!

5. are you self confident?

HAH. thats funny. no

8. what’s something you hate about yourself?

uhhh not to get all edgy but my like entire self of being? in specific probably my body. or my scars. really hate those.

9. do you have any pets?

Yes! 3, my babies 🥹

10. do you have any regrets?

too many to count man

11. do you have any siblings?

yes, 2 technically. but. i only say one

12. what do you think comes after life?

death, probably

13. what colour is your water bottle?

mainly blue, its git sharks on it :3

14. have you ever dyed your hair/would you ever want to?

its actually dyed rn

16. do you believe in aliens?

YES

17. do you believe in ghosts?

YES

18. do you believe in karma?

yes, actually

19.do you believe in astrology?

ehh kinda? not really, but i also don't know a lot about it

20. do you believe in luck?

Yeah

21. what is/was your favourite subject in school?

Not to be That Stereotypical Person™ but definitely art

22. what is/was your least favourite subject in school?

Math. i hated the class, i hated the teacher, i suck at it, and ive never been good at it.

23. how long have you been friends with your longest friend for?

Considering i only have one stable friendship, almost 3 years i think? maybe 2 and half

24. what do you do in your free time?

i have too much free time in the summer, and lately ive just been on my phone and listening to music/watching YouTube

25. what do you do under stress?

Cry? Panic?? okok fr though if theres a more suitable leader i let them handle things and panic quietly, but if i have to take the lead i can, then i fall apart afterwards. by myself. away from anyone else, of course of course

26. who/what do you turn to to vent?

okok honestly? no one? i mean i go to J (irl friend for those that don't know) for smaller/easier to handle things. but. really i try to deal with everything alone

27. spicy, sweet or savoury?

Sweet, probably

28. what’s your favourite drink?

Strawberry watermelon Ice drinks 🙏

29. what’s your favourite cuisine?

cuisine is so fancy for what I'm about to say, my mom's Alfredo shits delicious

31. what are you wearing right now?

women's beach shorts that r wayyy too big and a grey oversized Harley Davidson shirt

32. what’s your favourite time of day?

Night time !!

33. who do you trust the most?

My mom or J

34. do you trust anyone completely?

Nah

35. would you ever want to get married?

Noooo thank u im good

36. would you ever want children?

NO. i will b the uncle to J's kids, i shouldn't be allowed my own kids i can barely keep myself alive

37. do you have any allergies?

Pollen. and i think caramel??? i don't know i cannot eat that shit

38. do you hate anyone?

Yes

40. what is your relationship with your family like?

Pretty good now, it was pretty rocky for a bit and well childhood was. something. but its great now, my immediate family is my priority in life

41. what is your middle name?

Next question

44. do you like making art?

Yes! its kinda like therapy. and much cheaper.

45. do you believe in the death penalty?

Yeeesh thats a heavy question dontcha think? i think if you're a r--pis- yeah fuck the fuck right the fuck off. I do not care. but i don't think im allowed to speak beyond that, im not qualified

46. do you follow routines/plans easily?

I actually prefer them, i get overwhelmed without them

47. growing up, what did you want to do in life?

I wanted to be a pretty woman with a husband and children and be a vet, a lot has changed since then

48. what is your favourite album?

i don't think i really have one? i don't really pay attention to names/albums on what im listening to, i just enjoy the music. this is why music connoisseurs hate me

49. what’s something you’re grateful for?

My mama 🫶🫶

50.what’s a food you hate?

Tomatoes. for various reasons.

51. would you rather lose your legs or arms?

uhhhhhhhh legs? i guess??

52. what is the most important thing to you right now?

Getting ny shit together for school so i can get a good fuckin scholarship

53. what’s the last dream you remember having?

Something about my grandfather? and a train. it definitely had something to do with something I don't like digging up sooo

54. do you believe in soulmates/true love?

I guess, yeah i do. i think ive met mine, since they aren't always romantic. twin flame is the platonic version i think?

55. what is your favourite word?

Shark, maybe. Or like, Slippery, funky ass word

56. would you rather be loved, trusted or respected?

Loved or trusted, people don't respect me much already so like i can handle not being respected

57. would you want to be famous if you had the chance?

Depends i guess, id like act in something that sees people one day, so sure why not

58. what are/were you like in school?

Horribly quiet, and awkward, and clumsy. and also 'intimidating'

59. who’s the last person you talked to?

J my bbg 🫶🫶🫶

60. what would your perfect day be like?

Getting adequate sleep, spending the day at an aquarium with a loved one(romantic, platonic, queer platonic, i don't care), swimming, or just laying quietly with a lover, i don't need much to be Happy

61. where is a place that you’d love to visit?

THE GEORGIA AQUARIUM !!

62. what is your main goal in life?

Help as much of the ocean and sea life as i can, they're vital to this planet and just as important to take care of.

63. do you exercise often?

Not as much as i should, no

64. do you play any sports?

Im gonna be on the swim team again! i was on it in 8th grade

65. do you play any instruments?

Nah, but im gonna learn bass

66. what is your earliest memory?

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh i don't wanna talk about it so lets say getting my first build a bear from my aunt

67. if you could have a superpower, what’d you choose?

Shapeshifting.

68. what kind of person annoys you the most?

Uhh people who assume they're better than you for "xyz reason"

69. what is your biggest pet peeve?

People who talk in the middle of tests, or people that are rude to cashiers/customer service people for no reason

70. what’s your favourite number?

13

71. have you ever been in love?

Yeah, and i sometimes i feel like i still am

73. what is your deepest fear?

damn this is getting personal jeez, death? serious sickness/ailments, and doctors. also my half brother and his ex gf

74. have you ever met anyone famous?

i don't think so

75. cats or dogs?

Cats!!

77. how do you deal with loneliness?

uhh im kinda used to it, but if i ever cant deal w it i get into the shower and crank the knob all the way to hot

78. what’s your favourite animal?

is this a real question. SHARKLSKSKSKSKKSKKSHSJDHH!!!!!!!

80. would you rather freeze or burn to death?

uhhhhhhh burn? i feel like it'd be quicker maybe

81. what are some of your bad habits?

Biting my mouth, picking the skin on my fingers, and yk other things

82. what do you do when you’re angry?

Yell, hit my pillow, get in the shower and crank the knob all the way to hot. cry.

83. what is something that you’d want to learn?

Astronomy

84. what’s your favourite insect?

hmmmm Picasso beetle, they pretty

85. what are your thoughts on euthanasia?

god, its sad but sometimes if there's no other answer it might be best? like if my baby, my dog, had an incurable thing thay made life a pain for her every day and she wouldn't/couldn't get better i wouldn't want her to be in pain. i never want to see any of my animals in oain

86. what are your thoughts on your name?

Love it, thought of it myself, just wish id come up with Cj first instead of what other people know me as irl (Corey/ my deadname)

87. what’s your favourite name?

My favorite name..hmmmm...i don't know, i love all names, they're special in a way that I cant choose a single best one

88. would you rather go back or forward in time?

Back, i suppose..fix some things yk?

89. what are your thoughts on roller coasters?

I don't know, its been years sinec ive been on one

91. do you believe in love at first sight?

Nah, i don't think you can love someone instantly. you can experience attraction at first sight, but i genuinely don't think you can love someone at first glance. unless its an animal, then obviously yes.

92. what is something you’re currently worried about?

School, life, my friend, my mom

93. what was your childhood like?

Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh lets not open that can of worms

94. how long do you usually sleep for?

when i di get to sleep? around 10 hours in the summer 💀, usually around 3-6 during school

95. what hairstyle do you have right now?

something like this

(NOT ME!!!!! found on Pinterest)

96. if you could be one age for the rest of your life, what’d you choose?

uhh probably like 25? maybe?? idk

97. what genre of music do you listen to the most?

Uhhh pop..indie i guess? musicals too

98. where do you come from?

The US 🇺🇸🦅🦅🦅

99. do you curse/swear often?

Yes i do

100. what is the meaning of life?

Boys kissing me.

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“You know I’m not going to stop you from living your adult life, I just would've liked to have known about it.” Michael says while twirling the thick boba straw in his cup, slurping it loudly as the two are seated on the outside tables that overlook the busy streets on that Monday afternoon.

“We just wanted to resolve everything before we told anyone.” Beatrice answers, drinking her own boba tea with her brow furrowed just enough, “It wouldn’t make sense to say we were moving in together without a house.”

Michael hums in reply, popping the tapioca bubbles as he does so, with his sunglasses low on the bridge of his nose, “I guess it makes sense.” he mutters, crossing one leg over the other, bouncing the one supporting it quickly, “Did you tell mom and dad yet?” Beatrice shakes her head, holding the plastic cup with both hands on top of her lap, focusing her eyes somewhere else.

‘I will tell them,Mike. I’ll also…have to tell them something else.” her older brother’s inquisitive ‘oh?’ made her grimace, “I did a photoshoot…last week.”

“A photoshoot?”

‘Yeah, um, a friend of Evelyn’s who is a fashion designer asked me to be his model and I accepted because…it was really good money and I needed to save some for the car and…well the pictures were nice, they were just…swimwear.”

A tapioca bubble almost entered his lung when she said it, which in turn makes the fourth oldest Schiavoni cough up like a miner who spent forty years underground inhaling coal fumes. He hits his chest with his fist, clears his throat, then turns his eyes to his sister, who looked as guilty as before, “No, no,” he coughs again,” Don’t feel bad,I’m just surprised. You are a grown woman and you-” another one “You can make your own choices. So you had a swimwear photoshoot, so what? Good for you.”

“Really?”

“You don’t need our permission.” Michael explains once he finally gets his breathing pattern back, “You stopped needing it the moment you turned eighteen but some people in our family don’t think that way.” she knew he meant their parents and Guillermo, even if he didn’t say it outloud, “So listen, if it was fun and you got paid then what the hell do I care? It’s not like you were killing anyone.”

Beatrice’s lips curved in a thankful smile, looking down at the bright pink cover on the boba tea cup as she took in his words. He was right, she didn’t have to elaborate why she chose to do certain things anymore. She wasn’t a child. “Thank you,Mikey.” she says, her brother just waves his hand as if to say it was nothing for her to worry about, “And thanks for joining me on getting a new car.”

She did get the red Jeep wrangler she wanted, but she wouldn't be able to take it home until the end of the week,which was when all the paperwork and insurance would be resolved. But she was more than happy. Thankfully Michael was with her at the time, because he would casually lean over a Jeep, make a face and then turn to another one. Not to mention he knew more than the guy selling the actual cars, which made it easier for the transaction to happen.

“Do you think dad will be mad at me though, because of the pictures?”

“What is he going to do? Kick you out of your own house?” Michael scoffs with a smirk, gesturing to the air with his tea, “Bea, you’ll be thirty this saturday. You no longer need mom and dad’s permission for anything, if they get mad, well, that sucks because they don’t pay your bills or anything like that anymore.” he had a very good point, he always did, especially when it came to their parents.

Michael was the second middle child, making him the fourth Schiavoni sibling. He always said it was the ‘middle child curse’ that made him so opinionated and rebelled when it came to their family. Michael was never really afraid of their parents, he did respect them but he also called them on their bullshit often that he had to move to NYC with Guillermo when time came. 

Beatrice never told him, but she admired his no nonsense attitude a whole lot. He was the wild child, the rebel one that got tattoos at seventeen by lying his age, who would do the craziest shit without thinking if he’d get hurt or not. Having his support meant a lot to her, because she knew if anything bad happens because of this, he’d have her back. Well,Leo and Marina too when she tells them, “But I have a question.” he begins, making his sister look towards him with her eyebrows furrowed in question, “When is the,” he taps his ring finger with his thumb, “Going to happen?”

It takes Bea a few seconds to understand, but when she does her face flames up “W-We aren’t thinking about that yet.” she lies, knowing very well that she was thinking about that a whole lot and way more often than she’d like ever since she saw the bridal shop, “We are just moving in together, Mikey.”

“And what’s the very next step people take? Marriage!” she blushes so much more when he says the word, sipping her mango tea loudly to keep her mind anywhere else, “Plus, you two look married already, it’s just about popping the question.”

They never talked about it, she knew she wanted to but she didn’t want to pressure Rooster into something like that. Especially with them already taking such a big step now with the new house and such, “I…I don’t know,Mikey. I-I’ll have to…check everything.” she murmurs, trying to remove the thoughts of her wearing a wedding gown, “Plus w-wouldn’t you think it’s too soon?” says the woman who voiced her love for him after two months. Oh the irony.

Michael arches one of his thick eyebrows, the one with the scar on it and makes a face, “People get married in Vegas after four hours of knowing one another.”

“That's a terrible example.”

“Okay, let me make it simpler for you, sis.” he wets his throat with tea before continuing, “Do you love Brad, don’t even answer me I know you do. And he loves you, because the dopey, love dovey look he gives you every time is enough reason for me to believe that. So what are you two waiting for?”

Beatrice frowns, biting her lower lip, “I…I don’t know? We never talked about it Mike,” she repeats, emphasizing on the words “And…w-what if he’s not ready? What if I push him to go through it and he just notices it’s nor worth it and–” Beatrice continued her rambling with her older brother just staring, his face unimpressed but yat amused, leaning back on his chair to slurp the last tapioca balls since he was pretty much done.

He leans on an open hand, watching his sister use her fingers to number the reasons why it’d be a bad idea to do it right now, which to Michael made no sense…but he also knew her. She was very anxious, of course she’s gotten better now, but it’s about her own thoughts running wild that he worries. If she wants to take a while to talk to Bradley about it, she would, if she wanted to make sure he wouldn’t force her either, “Alright, alright, fine, I get it. You want to wait a while, that’s fine.”

Beatrice lowers her hands to her lap, rubbing her thumb over her knuckles with a small frown, “It was just an innocent comment, Little Bitty. I’m just asking because, well, everyone really likes Bradley…even Guillermo.” he pauses, “...It is very weird to think about it, but he does seem less constipated when he sees Brad so I take that as a win.”

She laughs softly, giving her brother a smile and a gentle squeeze of the hand, “Thanks Mikey. I’ll…I’ll work on it, okay?” if her mind lets her do it, that is. She didn’t want it to get too nervous thinking about it either, so it was time to change the subject. So she did, she ended up asking Michael about his new place, that was apparently just a few streets down her soon to be old house and his new job.

He was going to be a boxing trainer at his friend’s gym, which was understandable considering how long Michael was a boxer alongside Guillermo - except Guillermo chose another career path as an engineer since it’d be a more stable job for him. “I’m happy you are back.” she says with a smile, seeing his own lips quirk in a grin, “I missed you.”

Michael pouts his lower lip, slapping a hand over his chest, ‘Oh, my heart– but I missed you too. I know adult life makes you go distances you’d never plan to but I really missed Cali, I really missed…not having to wear clothes heavier than myself during winter.” he murmurs, earning a soft laugh from his sister, “Plus,I’ll be an uncle again so, guess who is going on a shopping spree buying every size of ‘my uncle is the best uncle’ onesie? Me.”

“Leo’s baby will have another uncle though, Mike.”

“I’ll print huge a huge Michael on it, then we’ll know.” he laughs, looking down at his watch to check the time, “What do you say we just walk around, like the old times- is Mr.Scoops still open?” Beatrice nods, making her brother groan in anoyance, slapping his forehead, “Why didn’t we just go there? Do they still have the Freeze Burn milkshakes?”

“I think so–”

“We are getting those then,” he says, already standing to his feet and tossing the empty plastic cup to the trash bin, Beatrice blinking her wide eyes and trying to keep up with his long strides to the car.

“But, we just had something sweet!”

“There’s never enough sweet stuff!” he adjusts the sunglasses over his eyes, “Come on! Live a little! Have a sugar rush before you turn thirty!” Beatrice noises out a complaint, but sighs and nods, following him into the car since she had no other choice. As soon as she enters the car, her eyes suddenly lift to a vehicle, a vehicle that she hasn’t seen in ages.

A blue Corvette, one of many that Eric owned. Now the person inside the car was too distant for her to identify clearly, but she kept her eyes on it until it disappeared by a roundabout, narrowing her gaze when Michael turned on the car, driving the opposite direction and furthermore making her lose the blue car from view. It’d be insane if it was Eric, she knew Shells said something about seeing him somewhere when she was with Bob but…no, it was just a coincidence.

That’s all it was, nothing more nothing less.

She just leaned back on the car seat, sighing through her nose and watching the buildings go by as Michael drove them away.

When they get to Mr.Scoops she refuses to get anything besides water, trying to hide her disgusted face when Michael grabbed the sweetest and artificially colored milkshake they had there, already slurping it soundly as they walk by the park close by. Beatrice just sips her water, feeling her own stomach turn just by watching him by the corner of her eye, “You don’t know what you are missing.” he says with the straw in his mouth.

“A violent stomach ache, that’s what.” she replies in a muttered tone, walking alongside her older brother down the stone path. She couldn’t help but remember how her first date with Bradley ended up there, on a bench not too far from them, making out and completely forgetting about their ice creams. Seems like it's been more than seven months now, “I don’t know how you do it.”

“It’s easy, it’s all about self control.”

“Which you don’t have.” Michael’s only response was a bored ‘eh’ and a shrug, continuing to sip his milkshake like a little boy who just got his favorite treat.

“You know, when I found out about you and Brad,I’ll be honest, I got a bit confused.” he says suddenly, making Beatrice turn to face him with her brows low, “Not because I didn’t think you’d be able to get someone like Brad, but because he’s a military man and such. I just thought that you know, with him traveling so much you wouldn’t get used to it.”

“He got deployed a few months back,” she explains, closing her water bottle, “I was okay during it.” she wasn’t okay, she was able to manage it.

“How long.”

“Two months.”

Michael nods, “I mean I know some people spend years away, two months is child’s play isn’t it?” Bea frowns at his words, she knew he wasn’t trying to be mean or pessimistic about it, but she couldn’t help how her frown deepened, “I mean how the hell are you going to give me nieces or nephews with him gone?”

Ah.

Of course.

“Michael!!” she scolds, eyes wide and face a violent red, slapping his shoulder with more force than necessary “Michael what the hell!” her brother hisses in pain, pressing the cold plastic cup against his red biceps to cool it down.

“That’s the very next step after the next step!” he defends, shrugging his shoulders, “What? He likes kids! You like kids! Make the kids to I can be the cool uncle again!” of course his reasoning would be that, “The more the merrier.”

Beatrice groaned, looking away from him to glare at a group of trees not far from where they walked, crossing her arms below her bust, “You are worst than mom, I swear…God and when she finds out about us moving in together, I’ll never get any sort of silence because of that.” the amount of teas, herbs and random gifts her mother would give because she wanted another grandchild would be astronomical, “Didn’t I say how we didn’t even talk about the ‘m’ word? WHy do you think I talked about the ‘c’ word?”

“What’s this? Middle school? You can say those words outloud, the fuck.” Michael murmurs, chewing the end of his straw to chew the flavored ice stuck in the plastic recyclable tube, “I’m just saying, that when it happens, you already know who will be the baby’s favorite uncle. Maybe I’ll even buy more onesies and keep them saved for you.”

Beatrice narrows her eyes in his direction then shakes her head thinking how her brother was just relentless and would never stop doing that. But…he wasn’t wrong, ever since she accidentally bought that duck onesie she couldn’t help but think about it. She had seen pictures of Bradley when he was younger, when he was a little baby with a scrunched up face and light blonde hair, he was an adorable child. Would it be wrong, or weird to think about it without talking to him?

Yes it would so she should just stop thinking about it right now.

“You are just awful.” Beatrice mutters bringing the water bottle to her lips, feeling the cold liquid travel down her throat and hit her stomach, the siblings kept on walking on the park until they reached a bench where Michael sat down without telling her, Beatrice just turned her head when she could no longer hear his footsteps only to see him with his legs crossed in front of him, sipping the rest of his milkshake.

“I’m not awful,” he says when she sits down next to him, “I’m just saying that hey, it’d be cool if you got married and gave me nephews and or nieces, I don’t mind either.” he chuckles, enjoying how his sister’s face warmed up and how her eyes rolled so hard she was sure she could see her brain. But she leaned back on the stone bench, watching the few people walking by that afternoon alongside Michael.

“You know what this reminds me of?” she hums in question, waiting for him to continue, “When nonna used to take us bike riding. You were still really young then but, man, she’d just get us after school and she’d even ride a bike herself.” he chuckles, shaking his head, “...crazy lady. Hard to believe it’s been seventeen years since she was gone.”

Beatrice frowns, biting her lower lip, “Yeah.” furrowing her eyebrows “It’s hard to believe.”

“She used to keep those soft candies in her music box, do you remember? I don’t know how she did it, but you knew every time the tinkling music showed up you’d get a caramel or something of the sort.” Michael chuckles softly, his own eyelids lowering at the memory, “I haven’t heard it in years. The music box.”

“Dad keeps it at home.” she says,”In his room.”

‘Hm…you know she left it for you right?” he says and she nods, still looking away, “Why don’t you take it with you when you move in with Brad? I think nonna would like to know you have it.”

But the brunette just chewed the corner of her mouth, crossing her arms tighter over her chest, “I don’t know if it’s a good idea. I haven’t touched it since–well, it’s been seventeen years since I touched it.” and she wasn’t sure if she’d be ready to get it again, to see it once more would probably bring back the tears she held for so long. It seemed selfish but she didn’t want to have that as a memory, she knew she’d remember a lot of things the second she held it in her hands.

“...did you allow yourself to grieve?” Michael’s sudden serious voice startles her, his eyes looking ahead, “Or did you cry for a little bit, got sad and moved on?”

“Of course I did!” she almost sounds offended when he says, “Why wouldn’t I?”

Michael’s green eyes turned to her light toned ones, licking his lips before he spoke again, “I just think it’d be good. You have avoided it for seventeen years, I don’t think you fully allowed yourself to cry and be sad about it.” 

“Michael–”

“Beatrice–”

She frowns when he cuts her off, glaring at the ground below her feet with her teeth clenched, “Michael I just…why would that–I mean…”

“Because,” he begins, using his half empty milk shake to gesture his words, “Nonna wouldn’t want you to hold onto that, especially when you are going to get with someone you love.”

Michael had a point. He always had a point. Okay, maybe she didn’t allow herself to feel sad, to cry and let go but it was because…knowing her nonna wasn’t there to see her live with someone she loved, to find the love she always wanted was…very disappointing. She wanted her to know Bradley, she wanted her to be there when she eventually got married, she wanted her to be there at the special moments.

But she wasn’t. And she didn’t know how to deal with it now. “...okay.” she says, quietly, knowing there was no way to win this argument. “Okay.”

“Good!We’re going to get it when I’m finished here.”

“What? But–”

“Ooh!I’m finished look!” he tosses the empty plastic cup into the trash can, “Time to get it!”

-

Bradley opens Beatrice’s front door with the extra key she gave him, blinking when he saw that her living room was quiet and empty, not even Jolene was there, “Baby?” he calls, not expecting to hear her voice coming from the bedroom in the loft area, it was too early for her to go to bed. He steps over to the staircase, seeing Jolene’s head pop over the last step with her body shaking excitedly upon seeing him coming up.

He pets the pittie gently, but his eyebrows furrow when he sees Beatrice sitting cross legged in the middle of her bed, supporting her face on one hand with a small box in front of her, “Hi.” her voice sounded quieter than normal, almost cracked and upon close inspection once he approached the bed, he could see the tear tracks on her cheeks.

‘Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” He wastes no time in kicking off his shoes so he could climb on the bed with her, wrapping her in his arms so her head touched his shoulder, “What’s the matter?”

Bea sniffles, dropping her hand to her lap as if it was dead weight,”Do you remember how I said I never opened my nonna’s music box?” she asks quietly, his brain wracks for the memory and he nods, “This is it. I got it today from my parents’ house.”

Bradley’s eyes drop from Beatrice’s head to the vintage looking music box with floral patterns on the lid, the latch bronze in color and the wood a reddish brown, “Michael suggested it.” she explains after a few seconds of silence, “He was right, I didn’t…I didn’t grieve a lot and I guess…I guess I needed this.”

“Okay.” he murmurs, kissing the side of her head, “Did you open it?” she doesn’t move for a few minutes, but then he feels her arm reach from under his and unclasp the lid, slowly opening the small box. A tinkling music surrounds them, a tiny ballerina spins in a circular platform in the middle of the music box, where there were two compartments on the sides with a few pieces of jewelry in them.

Beatrice picks a specific one, “This was her engagement ring.” she whispered, holding it up for him to see, sniffling quietly, “She wore it until the last years of her life, then she kept it here in fear she’d lose it while washing dishes and whatnot…I thought she’d want to be buried with it.” It was a beautiful ring with a small diamond in the middle and two gems on the sides. He couldn't figure out what it was.

Beatrice was so focused on explaining what it was she didn’t see Bradley’s eyes intently staring at the ring. Earlier that day he ended up visiting a bridal website - for curiosity of course- hoping to find a ring that’d scream Beatrice’s name…but everything was too big, too fancy, nothing that would remind him of her. But this one. This one was a lot more of what he had in mind for her, small yet beautiful. “It’s really pretty.” he says after he noticed he got too quiet, but Beatrice didn’t seem to notice.

She holds it above her finger, “She had long fingers,” but she doesn’t try it on, “You know? She was…yeah…” she smiles sadly still holding it, “She was something else.”

“Are you okay?”

Beatrice’s response was a weak laugh, but she nodded, “I am.” she inhales deeply, still pressing her temple to his shoulder, “It’s just…strange I guess, to see everything again after so long…but Michael was right, my nonna would want me to do this.”

He didn’t know what sort of conversation she and Michael had, but she seemed a lot lighter than she usually was, like a weight dropped from her shoulders. “I’m going to take this to the house when we move in, I think it’d be like…a blessing of some sort you know?” she smiles, “She’d like to be there.”

“...Yeah I get what you mean.” the box of memories his mother kept would also go, he had decided a few days back that he’d probably get some things off the box to decorate the halls of their new home, maybe not everything, but some of the things would be good to look at whenever he walked around the place. “You think your nonna would like to know we are living together?”

“Well she was old school, Brad.” she murmurs, gently placing the engagement ring back inside and pushing the lid closed with a soft ‘click’ “She wouldn’t know how this works.” she chuckles, “To her it’d be strange that we uh…live together before anything.”

Marriage.

She didn’t say outloud, but he knew what it meant, “...would she be upset about it?”

“No, not upset.” she says a bit too quickly, her face reddening, “Just…confused I guess. But she’d like you so that’s always a bonus.” she smiles, picking the music box gingerly with both hands before she kisses his cheek, “I’m going to put this away.”

Bradley nods with a little grin, but his eyes drop to the side in thought when she walks away. He wondered if…no, he wasn’t wondering, he was going to do something about it after her birthday. He had to, he had to prepare. While they never talked about it, it was there, in the air, like a waft of something that never left: she’d want that, she would. Just by the way she spoke about it or the way she held her nonna’s engagement ring was enough of an answer for him.

While he was excited about the birthday party for Bea, he was even more excited for what would come after. And he just had to do some things first and foremost.

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