#god they handled him so so bad in 2019 I am waiting for an excuse to ramble about him publicly tbh

[flowerbloom-arts]

Well?

#moomins #moominvalley #art #mr brisk #brian brisk #moomin comic #moomin redraw #god they handled him so so bad in 2019 I am waiting for an excuse to ramble about him publicly tbh #please he's not that terrible in the comics guys trust me pls 🥺🥺🥺

[maylovexhs]

everytime - THE LOVE CLUB(Chp. 21)

Author’s Note: Probably my favorite chapter I’ve written so far. It’s a long one too. Hope you enjoy! -May

everytime masterlist

July 26, 2019. 3 pm.

Golden. The first song on Harry’s album. I heard all of it. I think he has a masterpiece on his hands. But of course, I couldn’t speak for what the world will think. All I could do was hope for the best. Like all I could hope tonight would go on like it was supposed to.

I took a sip of my lemonade. I sat on a foldable chair in a pink dress, watching Aaron and Chris talk on stage. We were almost done with our last rehearsal. We were in the middle of a twenty minute break. Harry sat beside me.

“You know, Aaron just got engaged?” I asked Harry. “Proposed two weeks ago”

The exact day I cried to Ashton.

“He did?” Harry asked. “I should go over and congratulate him”

“You should” I said. “Took her and her parents out to dinner. Proposed right in the middle of a restaurant. It’s funny, I remember him introducing Emily to me like it was yesterday”

“Her name is Emily?” Harry asked me.

I nodded.

“It was a total coincidence how they met” I told him. “She came to one of my shows in 2015. Aaron and Chris went to a bar after the show. She was there with her friend”

“And now they’re engaged” Harry said. “But is it really a coincidence?”

I raised my eyebrow at him.

“I mean, she was in the same area as him. . .” Harry said. “And this was after the show.”

I shook my head at him.

Speaking of coincidences. . .

I looked up at the sunlight shining down on us. I turned to look at Harry.

“Do you notice we keep coming back to each other?" I asked him. "Like we always keep crossing each other paths?"

Harry smiled to himself, looking down. He looked up to me.

“Yeah" He said. "A coincidence sometimes"

I chuckled.

“Sometimes?" I said, mocking him. "You're saying that everytime we entered each other's lives in the past seven years was a coincidence?"

He let out a chuckle.

“Not everytime" Harry said. "Definitely not everytime"

Billie and Andy walked back on the stage. Harry and I watched them.

“Are you planning to talk to her?” Harry asked me.

I nodded.

“Soon” I told him. “I don’t need an explosive fight on stage. I’ll talk to her after”

“Do you want me to stay behind?” He asked.

I raised my eyebrow at him, confused.

“You know, stay a few feet away in case-“

“No, no. I can handle this by myself” I said. “Might get punched but ... I need to do this on my own”

“Time’s up” We heard Chris say. “Let’s get this over with one last time”

Harry and I looked to each other.

“I’ll be backstage” Harry said.

“Wish me luck” I said to him.

“Make sure to duck” Harry told me.

I nudged him with my hand.

“Just warning you” Harry said.

I turned away from him. I saw Billie staring at me in disgust. She looked away. I let out a sigh.

Time to get this over with.

Later . . .

“I take a shot before” Chris said. “Helps a lot”

“Also, explains why he messes up the most between us” Billie said.

“I do not” Chris defenses. “And it’s only one shot. What do you want? Me to take four?”

“Oh, no one wants to see that” Billie commented.

God, how long does Chris talk for? I don’t think I could stand here waiting anymore. Have I been standing by the side of the stupid wall for ten minutes?

“Not that much of a drinker” Andy said, walking down the hallway. “And I’m a lightweight. One glass of wine and I’m out”

Chris walked beside her, with Billie slowly walking behind them with the her guitar case. I held my phone to my ear, pretending I was on a call.

“Aaron said he does yoga before the show” Andy said. “He invited me”

“Yeah, he does” Chris said. “Only him”

They walked passed me in the hallway. I took my chance and walked after Billie. I tapped her on the shoulder.

“Billie” I called her.

She stopped walking and turned around to me. Andy and Chris did the same a second after.

“Can we talk?” I asked Billie. “It’s important”

“I would. . .” Billie said, looking to Chris and Andy. “But I’m busy. So, no”

Billie turned around from me and started to walk away. Andy and Chris stood still. I had to do something. I only had the chance to talk to her now.

“I’m sorry I kissed Ashton!” I yelled at Billie in the hall. “I shouldn’t have but I did. I didn’t mean to but one thing led to another and. . .”

Billie turned around to me. Chris, Andy and a few crew members in the hallway stared at me.

“I think it’s best we leave them alone” Chris said to Andy.

Andy nodded. Chris and her walked away. Billie walked over to me.

“Billie, I don’t want us to be like this for the rest of the tour.” I said to her. “I don’t want this to ruin our friendship”

“Friendship?” Billie asked, in a harsh tone. “You probably should have thought of that before kissing my brother”

“And I said I’m sorry” I told her. “I didn’t think-“

“You’re not sorry you kissed Ashton” Billie said. “You’re only sorry that I found out”

I bit my bottom lip, frustrated.

“What would you think would happen when I found out?” Billie asked. “That I would be ‘so happy’? We have no family dating rule for a reason!”

“I know, I know” I said. “But Ashton is different-“

Billie raised her eyebrows at me.

“I was in a bad place!” I said. “Adam just broke up with me and Ashton was the only one there to comfort me and-“

“You didn’t have to kiss him” Billie said. “But you did. It was your choice. You knew how I would feel and you went ahead anyways”

I stood silent, feeling a little guilty and not knowing how to respond.

“But you didn’t care about how I would feel. You never did” Billie said. “I had enough. I’m done with this conversation”

Billie turned away from me and began to walk away. I felt my hands become in a fist.

“Why can’t you just be happy for me?” I shouted at her. “I thought we were friends! Sisters, even! If you can’t be happy for me, what about Ashton?”

Billie stopped walking. She turned around to me. I took a few steps toward her.

“I know, You’re right. I fucked up.” I told her. “I did the most horrible thing I could have ever done to you but . . . Billie, he might be the best thing that ever happened to me”

Billie crossed her arms at me.

“I’m not sorry I kissed him.” I said to her. “But I am sorry I hurt you. I never thought I would”

Billie uncrossed her arms.

“It’s him or me.” Billie said. “Make your choice”

Billie turned away from me. I stood there, watching Billie wall down the hall. Some crew members looked to me.

Make your choice. I looked down, biting my lip. Did I have a choice?

Later. 8 pm.

“See? I make amazing choices” Adrain said. “I knew it would be perfect on you”

“He’s right” Lisa said. “You look perfect”

I walked around in my outfit. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was perfect, on the outside. I was a shining superstar. The highlighter on my cheeks made me look I just cried tears of glitter. My outfit made me stand out in a sparkling way, to say the least.

I looked to Adrain. I forced myself to smile at him.

“Thank you” I told him. “I love it”

“Oh I need to get some pictures of you in it” Lucy, my photographers said to me.

“Of course” I said. “But I need to talk to Billie first”

“Is it Ashton drama?” Adrian asked me.

I squinted my eyes at him.

“It’s not obvious enough?” I asked him.

Adrian gave me a touché look. I walked out of the dressing room, searching for Billie. I found her down the hallway, talking to Andy.

“Hey” I said, approaching them.

Andy looked at me up and down, stunned.

“Y/N, you look . . . wow” Andy said.

I smiled at her, nodding.

“Thanks Andy” I told her before looking to Billie. “I’ve made my decision”

“Excuse us” Billie said to Andy before walking away.

I followed Billie as she walked up the hall. She turned to me once there was no one near.

“So. . . what’s your choice?” Billie asked me. “Him or me?”

“You” I said to her. “Couldn’t choose him over you.”

Billie crossed her arms with a slight smirk on her lip. I had a feeling she knew of my decision all this time.

“Hmm” Billie said. “That was easy to make, huh?”

Billie stepped away from me but I wasn’t finished with her.

“I’ll be looking for a new guitarist for 2020” I told her.

Billie looked to me, definitely pissed off now.

“Listen, I don’t know what will happen between your brother and I” I said to Billie. “I know now isn’t the right time but if there’s a small chance in the future, I’m gonna take it”

Billie stared at me, not saying anything.

“So if you still rather leave me in a few months than have me date your brother, I can’t stop you” I said to her. “But until then. . .”

I stuck my hand out for her to shake.

“I won’t date your brother and you’ll stay on tour” I told her.

Billie looked down at my hand, then back to me.

“We’ll see” She said. “Until 2020”

Billie walked away from me, not shaking my hand. I watched her walk towards Andy.

“I take it you chose Ashton” I heard Harry say.

I turned around to see Harry standing a few feet away from me.

“What did you hear?” I asked him.

“Nothing, nothing. I wasn’t listening at all” Harry said to me, defending himself. “Was just walking to you and saw Billie pissed off. Figured you told her you chose Ashton”

“I didn’t” I said.

Harry raised his eyebrows at me, not expecting that.

“I like Ashton. I really do but the timing is not right” I explained. “I couldn’t risk losing Billie now.”

“Then what was she mad about?” Harry asked me.

“I gave her an ultimatum” I said. “If by some chance I do end up with Ashton later, I told Billie she could leave after this leg. I told her I am planning to find her replacement”

Harry looked down, biting his bottom lip. I knew what he was thinking.

“I know” I told him. “It doesn’t seem right but I can’t let Billie of all people of anyone ruin my chance of being happy.”

Harry let out a sigh, slowing shaking his head.

“I hope you two get together” Harry said. “He must be special for you to want to do this”

“He is” I told Harry.

We heard Aaron laughing down the hallway. We both turned towards him. I looked back to Harry.

“You have people waiting for you” Harry said.

I smiled at him.

“I’ll wave to you out there” I said to him.

“Hoping you will” Harry said.

Harry and I hugged each other. He squeezed me tightly.

“Good luck” Harry said. “I know you’re gonna kill it”

I nodded. We let go of each other.

“I’ll see you later” I told him.

Harry nodded at me. He turned from me and walked away, with me watching him leave. I turned around, watching Aaron talk to Billie.

The Love Club. We fall in love and someone always gets hurt in the end. That’s the way it works. That’s the way it’s always been for me.

I forced myself to smile, walking towards my band.

“Group photos, anyone?”

#everytime chapters #hs imagines #hs fanfiction #harry styles fanfction #harry styles fanfic #hs fanfic #harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines

[elvencantation]

aladdin 2019 liveblog

OMG THE WAY THEY GOT HIM TO SING ARABIAN NIGHTS WORKED SO WELL. also the kids are adorable. and the ship

though some of the lyric changes are… a bit too on the nose

too cute first meeting

PARKOUR

oh yes thank you for the songs give me hope. i didn’t even see mulan but i watched enough reviews that i know i dont rly wanna

jafar aint creepy enough. sorry he just isn’t

ahhh his place is so cool! with the hidden stairs and stuff. love shit like that

its not like what? were you planning to give it back?  OH it was abu that tracks

OH MY GOD IVE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO HER DRESSES

also this prince is dressed so badly. wow. so gaudy

why did they add him hes so annoying go away boy

HEY STOP BEING A DICK TO JASMINE JAFAR NOBODY LIKES U ALSO UR OUTFIT IS STUPID

YOU ARE NOT QUALIFIED TO SPEAK TO HER

can we just let rajah eat him pls

omg jasmine trying to get dahlia to pretend she’s the princess. i mean, im not sure if i quite felt the need to include her character, especially as someone trying to convince jasmine to let go of her well meaning ambition and get married

“why are you being weird” omg i love her

jasmine looks so pleased with herself while dahlia is acting so weird

just stop talking dahlia nobody expect u to talk to him just be haughty

DONT GET COCKY DUMBASS OH MY GOD

idk how i feel about jafar apparently being ‘a common thief’ once upon a time, ‘just like aladdin’. like for all we know u stole the hair thingy with magic. we know u a manipulative fuck

also like- how are we gonna handle the her not recognizing him when he’s in prince getup? like, she recognized him in weird servant getup

wait since when was the cave a lion? i thought it was a tiger…

i like how abu smacks him to get him out of gem trance XD

ok so abu already touched a bunch of treasure. and nothing happened. uhhh what

omg the carpet is adorable yes thank you

and aldadin is stepping all over the treasure. i am confusion

ooooo pretty lava!!!

omg its time for the genie!! tho i do wish they hadn’t made him literally blue. ah well. excited to see what will smith can make of it. nobody can top robin williams, but there have been other genies. there will be more (yes i mean broadway. tho i haven’t seen any broadway aladdin shows. i do love their blue outfits for the genie)

also damn i love genie’s gold tattoo/ornament thingys under the cuffs on his arms. want some for myself 

WHAT DID U DO TO ABU THATS RUDE

oh my god poor abu having to be the accompaniment. pls tell me u replace him with an orchestra genie, u rly do need one for this song

ok that was short

there we go!

oh this is fun!!!

baklava is magic and should be respected as such

ok the puppet thing is a bit creepy tho i do think they did that in the original as well

uhhh can we nix the rap pls

oh man i love his pants!!

omg the splits i cant

DONT THINK I DIDNT SEE THIS

oh ofc its genie magic that makes him unrecognizable. i mean, lying about his identity was half the plot of the movie but still im a bit sad

omg its time for the big entrance omg

oh god genie why the hat thats bigger than ur body

omg dalia’s approving little expression that was adorable

poor boy looks so uncomfortable

why is it so important that he has so many animals? is that the only way to show wealth? or just the flashiest?

“so yummy boy”???!??! i cant im laughing so hard rn

oh my god this is gonna be so awkward when he has to talk to actual royalty tho not looking forward to the second hand embarrassment

aww i do miss genie turning into weird TV personalities when talking about the animals tho

yuppp i knew it was gonna be this awkward

i cannot do this i have to turn off the volume or i will flee this tab and try to skip this scene when i come back

ok i had to scroll down, and still even reading the subtitles made me embarrassed. why am i like this

MY GOD HER PEACOCK OUTFIT IS SO BEAUTIFUL

WHY ARE YOU MAKING HIM DANCE LIKE THIS MY SECONDHAND EMBARASSMENT CANT HANDLE IT GENIE

ok finally he kinda got the hang of it. dont be fanciful genie just copy the other guys pls

bit of a weird dance tho…

oh nooo genie getting fanciful

i went from, oh this is cute to, oh no pls stop

ok now that ppl are clapping i feel less awkward. brain why u gotta do this to me. but also u rly dont have to have aladdin breakdance

ok he jumped on the fountain and this stated going back into ridiculous and why territory

and jasmine ran away. cant blame her. it makes him look kinda like an attention seeking person

awwww dalia’s little ‘excuse me for a moment’ i kinda expected her to scream but this was also cute

my god her room is so pretty. and the moment with the apples was adorable

I AM NOT TEARING UP AT A WHOLE NEW WORLD I AM NOT. I JUST HAVENT WATCHED ANY VERSION OF ALADDIN IN A LONG TIME

i just REALLY LOVE THIS SONG OK IDK WHY IM CRYING. AND THEYRE ADORABLE HELP

and the HARMONIES IVE ALWAYS LOVED THEM!!!

ughhhh he had a moment where he could’ve come clean

oh i love a dramatic near death experience

omg yes destroy the staff how lovely and yes dramatic. can u tell i like some good drama. not the weird relationship kind

ur not the same on the inside. not quite

ARE YOU KIDDING ME U DIDNT NOTICE SOMEONE STEALING FROM U

see this is what he meant by u changing. u can never forget ur past

oh i love the dark instrumental version of ‘never had a friend like me’. also the pretty sparkly magic. always love some good aesthetic cgi

OMG I KNOW THIS IS THE MOMENT FOR HER SONG AND I CANNOT WAIT OMGOGMG

OH MY GOD YES EVEN THO IM SAD NOBODY GOT TO HEAR HER SONG I DO LOVE THIS!! YES YOU KNOW ALL THESE PEOPLE YOU CARE YOU KNOW THEIR NAMES AND THEIR STORIES AND THAT MATTERS

OMG HER BABA IS SO PROUD OF HER AAAAAAA

oh that was a lovely moment. too bad jafar is a massive prick

oh this is interesting! i love a dramatic disappearance. poor guy. drowning, hypothermia, fun stuff to do within a day

love some ice parkour!

👀

WAIT U CANT KILL THE CARPET ITS AN ANIMATE OBJECT WTF THATS RUDE

the decent part of me is glad they didn’t put jasmine in a slave leia type outfit, but the gay part of me is a bit disappointed…

OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS PART YES YOU MANIPULATE HIM U CLEVER BOY SLYTHERIN WOULD BE PROUD OF U. EVEN IF U DO HAVE A GRYFFINDOR HEART

omg the dark little smirk on aladdin’s face. u HAVE to admit that was hot

just loOK AT IT I HAD TO GIF IT I HAD NO CHOICE

GET YOUR OWN JAMS. that was cute

“also i want children” 😂

WAIT WAIT HOW DID I NOT PUT TWO AND TWO TOGETHER OMG THIS IS ADORABLE

PLS TELL ME SHE GOES TO HIS SECRET LITTLE TOWER PLACE

omg this is hilarious “stop thief, your sultan commands it” I CANNOT 😂

DID HE SERIOUSLY GET MARRIED WITHOUT EVEN A CHANGE OF OUTFIT. ah ok sorry shouldn’t have spoken so soon THEY BOTH LOOK STUNNING GOD THE OUTFITS IN THIS MOVIE WERE FUCKING GORGEOUS

i also dont mind the more “feminist” storyline they gave jasmine. it worked

#aladdin 2019 #aladdin 2019 liveblog #blue watches #naomi scott #wow im supre gay ok #mena massoud #i loved him srsly #will smith #not bad not bad #aladdin #princess jasmine #ok making that gif makes me wanna go back and gif some very self indulgent moments #we'll see

[valkerymillenia]

Umbrella Academy

season 2, episode 5

As usual I'm going to put all my reactions and live-blogging in this one post to avoid spamming.

1962, Cape Canaveral

So Pogo is from Congo?

Wait, is that Grace? is Grace some sort of biologist or scientist?

Is Pogo supposed to be one of the chimps for the space program?

I love this song. Oh look, there's Reggie!

Oh, that nod between Reggie and Grace... What are they up to?

Yep, definitely the space program.

Little astronaut Pogo... Wait, what's happening?

Who's the shady guy in the sunglasses behind Reggie?

Aww, poor Pogo...

SO THAT'S WHERE THE SERUM USED ON LUTHER CAME FROM! I figured but it's still interesting to see the origin.

Oh, there's the ancient Greek! Did Reggie read to the kids like this too? I doubt it but one can hope.

So Reggie and Grace basically treated Pogo like their child... And Reggie was actually a decent parent... ? Dude, you couldn't do that for your actual kids?!

Wait, does this make Pogo the seven's big brother? 😆

And there's the Magnificent 12. Oh, Pogo's drawing is so cute.

Five really is onto Lila... and he's right!

Diego onto Lila as well!

Hungover Klaus 😅 and Ben asking what we all want to know but it comes from a place of love and concern. Still sassy though.

Why won't Klaus just tell Allison that he is talking to Ben? Also, cowboy? Is that a comic reference? Or just a Texas reference?

Oh, I love Ben and Klaus banter. XD

Klaus does have a point, Allison.

*Allison throws the flask away* Ben: "attagirl!" Allison: "i have a blender and some much better booze" *cue Ben sulking*

"I love you so much!" Awwww, Klaus-Allison bonding! ❤️❤️❤️ this show is really giving me everything I want, huh?

Sissy and Vanya in bed together 👀😏 that's hot.

So she brought her coffee and then took the coffee away? XD

Is Vanya offering to take Sissy to the future? 👀

Oh no, Carl!

They have a point, Five. Everything starts taking apart at soon as you arrive. Repeatedly. I actually pointed this out yesterday.

You're burning the eggs, Luther.

"That boy stinks" poor Luther 🤣

Where exactly was Luther going? Chicago? Detroit?

Wait, is that the academy pre-academy? Wait, so it's not in Texas??? Then what about Argyle? What the hell? I'm so confused now. 😵

Luther, you need a bath.

Reggie in a party xD that must be an odd sight for Luther.

"The world's never going to end in such a cliché. Believe me. I know how endings feel" -what does it mean???? Does it mean he knows how the world ends? Or does it mean politically as a member of the 12? Is it a double entendre? Foreshadowing? Does he have some sort of prescient power?

Still want to know who the shady guy in the shades is.

"No, you're not" "no, you're not" "no, i didn't" 🤣🤣🤣🤣

"I have a deep dislike of children" -yeah, we been knew. 😒😒😒

"your grotesque simian proportions"??? Those are entirely your fault, Reginald! 😠

"But...i took a bus" - oh, honey... Luther, you adorable, naive, sweet, innocent, awkward little dork... Let me hug you, i don't care if you stink! 😢

Man, Reginald is still such an asshole. (I'm glad for that though, I was afraid this season would try to play the 'he wasn't really so bad, just misunderstood' card and that would piss me off, you can show him actually caring for the children but no excusing goddamn child abusers in this house!)

"At least he didn't shank my ass" "no, bro, he shanked your heart" -awww, dudebro affection. Diego does have a sensitive side!

I didn't realize i needed Luther-Diego bonding this badly but i do. I really, really, really do.

"It's time to get the umbrella academy back together." "hell yeah, family meeting." -since when is Diego so happy to get the family together? 😆

But hell yeah, let's get the family back together!!!

"you two still a thing? Do we need to talk?" (Diego's face though 🤣) "no, she's married." "Whoa, dude. That's rough."

Diego is the new Zuko, it all lines up!

"I can handle it" he nervous chuckles while stress eating in a stolen robe, after ruining his own life and getting in trouble with the mob and getting high.

"can you get Vanya without, uh, squeezing her to death?" - ouch 🤣

I'm loving the boys bonding.

Yikes, Sissy looks so uncomfortable with Carl...

"Harlan doesn't care" -oh, he does, he reeeeally does, you just can't read the signs, you clueless dumbass.

Oh, the powers... Oh, Harlan initiating touch with Vanya! Boy is more perceptive than they think.

Why does Sissy look so scared?

Sissy's reactions to Carl have been suspicious from the start. She's given a lot of red flags (the anxiety, the body language, the hoarding money in secret, the reluctance to speak up, the desperation to keep Vanya near her at all times, etc) and I've wondered if he's been abusive but he seems more pathetic than purposely malicious, he even showed vulnerability and admited to loving her and fearing that she doesn't feel the same, so I was starting to think Sissy's fear and paranoia had more to do with a fear of Carl leaving her (and thus taking away the only income and leaving her and Harlan with nothing).

However, I'm rethinking things and I'm starting to suspect abuse again (at least psychological, if not physical)... I think the only reason we don't see it yet is because Vanya is there and Carl won't act out on front of a witness.

I could totally be wrong though, I could be seeing signs that aren't there because of my own issues. We'll see.

Is... Is Handler actually a good mother?

Nevermind, she's gaslighting.

But she cares enough to give first aid and admit she lied so... Definitely a better parent than Reginald at least. I actually want her to be a decent parent, I'm tired of the narrative where villains all have to be abusive parents, villains can love too and that makes the story so much more complex and dramatic when people finally have to choose sides.

Felt, Diego's knife... what is she up to?

Sandpaper, steel wool, round metal parts, skewers, spray lubricant, and something cylindrical with the name of a plumbing service? Is she making pneumatic canisters? The ones the Commission uses to send messages?

Also, what's with Commission training and using plumber stuff? Five also used a plumbing company's van in season 1.

Elliot really likes Jell-O, huh? Very 50s housewife of him.

"how are feeling?" "Pretty shitty, to be honest" "Where would you say you are on a scale from one to ending all life on this planet?" 🤣🤣🤣 They are never going to let her live this down, are they?

I need more Vanya-Diego bonding. ❤️

Diego accepted Vanya's apology???😲 AWWWWWWWW 🥰🥰🥰🥰

Diego about to ask girl advice from his sister? So cute, why did they interrupt, I wanted to see that! 🥰

I miss Diego's nervous stutter though.

"you don't speak French" -doesn't he? If Allison can read seven languages, logically so can all the others, right? And Klaus is constantly using French and German, how are you telling me he doesn't know French? 😆

"did we all get sexier?" -pretty much and you're not done yet.

Aww, awkward Vanya-Allison hug... Let them bond! 💖💖💖

Klaus and Diego hugging!!! And Diego calling him out on being drunk like the overprotective brother he is 💖💖💖

Klaus hugging the girls! 💖💖💖

So much love. So much growth since all the bitterness from season 1. I NEED MORE OF THIS, DAMN IT!

Who knew it took Vanya snapping and killing everyone for this family to finally bond?

OH COME ON, KLAUS! Just tell them poor Ben is there, that's so mean.

Ah! Allison and Diego with pure sibling banter. 💖

What is with the Handler family and red shoes?

Handler's style changed a bit, went from retro femme fatale on s1 to matronly debutante in s2... Interesting.

Don't hurt the kitty, you bitch! 😡

The Swedes have become crazy cat people. I'm starting to love these weirdos.

Is that their mama?

Pneumatic tube! CALLED IT!

Ah, I see. That's why she wanted Diego's knife. The Swedes are getting set up.

"oh my God, again?" ... "all of you knew? Why am I always the last one to find out about the end of the-- oh, my God. My cult is gonna be so pissed. Five, I told them we had until 2019!" -that's why you're the last one, Klaus, your priorities.

"is it Vanya?" "Klaus!" "What? It's usually Vanya." - one time. you end the world ONE TIME and nobody ever let's you live it down.

"find dad" "kill dad" -well, Diego learned from Five *shrugs*

"has anyone here done anything to screw up the timeline?" -literally everyone except you, Vanya.

( well, unless saving Harlan with your magic lights messed up the timeline...)

Yup, here they go calling each other out. Hilarious 🤣🤣🤣

"THANK you" - I love Ben 💙

Diego, you idiot, saving Kennedy is what wrecks everything! Stop being stubborn.

Aww, traumatized Five... Please just listen to him, he just wants to save you all because he loves you 😢

Five deserves more love from the family. PLEASE.

Wow, Luther is reeeeally bitter about daddy, huh? What is Lila doing?

"I've missed you all... So much" BEN! 😭😭😭😭😭

Ok, now I'm crying.

Klaus, let your brother talk to the rest of the damn family, he misses them! 😭😭😭😭

Yay, more Luther-Diego bonding!

"since the last time I destroyed the world by overestimating my own importance" -I'm so glad he owns up to this, it's very important but he needs to get over his self-hate and gain some confidence again.

Diego, stop acting like you don't have daddy issues, you are riddled with them.

Diego's hero complex again... Which comes from the daddy issues. Luther is right.

"you are so goddamn big that sometimes I forget what a sensitive bastard you are." 🤣🤣🤣 He's absolutely right!

Brotherly bonding ftw!

Oh, they got daddy's attention!

AHAHAH! Allison bitching and rambling while doing Klaus's hair, Vanya miming shooting the bottles ("pew pew" 🤣). I'm sorry but this whole scene is adorable as fuck.

Girl's day!

"wouldn't it be weird if Five grew up all hot?" 🤣🤣🤣 Klaus asking the real important questions here!

Vanya confused by the Luther/Allison crush 🤣 "aren't we all related?"' -yes, honey, that's why it's weird.

"if you have to use the word 'technically' you're already in trouble" -THANK YOU, KLAUS!

Klaus's ENTIRE speech about their love lives is the most perfect thing EVER 🤣🤣🤣👌👌👌💯💯💯

Really alarmed Vanya finding out she dated a serial killer: "what?!" / Allison, whispering casually: "Later." 🤣

"the healthiest long-term relationship in this family was when Five was banging that mannequin." 😂😂😂😂😂 The best part is- HE'S NOT WRONG

Vanya's weirded out face is priceless 👌👌👌

"the only thing the umbrella academy knows about love is how to screw it up" "cheers!" 💯👏👏👏

These babies really need a hug. Let me hug them!

"how do you guys deal with this?" -look at them Vanya, they day drink.

"well, I get reeeeally high, Allison... Allison... Lies to herself. And you supress all your emotions deep, deep down until you... Blow shit up." -Klaus really is serving up all the wisdom in this little outing, isn't he? Maybe being a cult leader actually did him some good? Or maybe it's just that his family is FINALLY listening to him.

"yeah, I'd really like to not do that anymore" 😂 -ah! Is Vanya graduating out of the awkward dork sibling category and into the sassy queen one?

Omg, the drunk decisions...

"I just hate group backups, that's why I stopped dating twins" 😆😆😆😆

"this family is amazing" - DAMN RIGHT, VANYA! ❤️🧡💛💚💚💙💜

Awww, the HUG! The DANCING! MY BABIES! Fav scene, fav scene!

I want to adopt this family so bad.

And here's the Swedes being set up...

There goes baby Swede! I kinda feel bad for them.

Uh oh, now they want revenge of poor Diego.

Gotta hand it to Handler, she played this one very well. Parallels Five tricking Hazel and Cha-Cha into fighting each other in season 1. Very cool.

BAD GUY! I like this version better than the original, great song and fits Lila perfectly.

Holy shit!!!!!!!!! We all knew Five had moves but THESE MOVES!!!!!! 😲

How did Lila do that? Is it with Handler's time stopping thing? I always wondered how she did that too.

Holy shiiiiiiiiit. This whole fight was FANTASTIC! 😲

Oh Vanya... 😢

Oh Sissy... 😩

Sissy has been so desperate to keep Vanya tied to her but the moment Vanya asks her to make the slightest sacrifice for their relationship Sissy balks and pulls away... Not a balanced relationship at all.

I understand Sissy's fear, it's not selfishness, it's literal fear of change, but it's still sad and it's going to wreck them.

Oh, so this is where the swedish cover of "Hello" comes in... Very fitting.

Viking funeral, huh?

Ok, I never thought I'd have feels for the Swedes but I do. 😢

Luther eating AGAIN. But hey, he and Diego didn't the whole day together! Why can't we see that too? I need more brother time between these two.

Oh Klaus, is so uncomfortable but he can't stand disappointing the cultists, can he?

Still shocks me how all those people just invaded his house while he was away and thought that was perfectly acceptable and cool, it shows they really don't respect him as a person, he's just an object to make them feel better and give them purpose... It's terrifying and really sad when you think about it.

"sit your ass down." -you go, Allison! Tell him everything!

This episode gave me SO MANY FEELINGS! It might read like (extremely good) fanfiction but it's exactly what we all needed and it might be my favorite episode so far.

#tua #tua s2 #tua s2 spoilers #I HAVE TOO MANY FEELINGS FOR THIS EPISODE!!!

[nabrizoya]

Congrats on your 100 followers!!! 💞💞💞 Thank you for being here, for fangirling over Jesse and Lucie with me! You brighten my day every time I see your messages!! 🤗💕 Those 100 have made the right choice by following you!! Sooo... 1 about Cordelia, 4, and 6 about Jesse!! Something about me... I love watching rhythmic gymnastics and it is one of the leading sports in my country!! 😊

excuse me ma’am have i ever talked of how brilliant you are and everything that you do? when you first followed me i lost my shit because oH my GOD look who- yeah, safe to say, I was really excited and surprised. Man, talking about Jesse and Lucie is like the best thing ever but more than that, I’m glad that I got to know a little more about you as a person than just a tumblr user I adore. (idk about the right choice but ehh, we’ll see). 

1. Oh my god. I loVED Cordelia all the while reading Chain of Gold. She’s so wonderful and we all see parts of ourselves in her? She’s not self sufficient but she always strives to be better? The one moment that I fell absolutely in love with her was when she goes to confess to Alastair that she had been eavesdropping on him and Charles and she says, and I quote:

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to overhear such things. I only wanted to tell you I loved you just the same. It makes no difference to me.

Because honestly, these words mean the world to a struggling person. And I can only imagine the effect they have on Alastair because the next time we see him, he’s fiercely protective of Layla, a side of him which he haven’t seen until then. It just shows the sort of power that words and especially words that mean acceptance can come a long, long way. 

I think many people already knew at the beginning of the book that the boy Lucie met in the forest was Jesse but I hadn’t known that at all. Possibly because I only started reading the rest of tsc i.e. TID, TFTSA, TDA and GOTSM since March. So I was clueless for a bit there. 

Here’s a bonus to you though: Much, much before I even started reading Lady Midnight, the moment I met Kit, I knew he was Herondale. Why? Did I have a metal detector thing that spots Herondales? No. Because I... wait for it... spoiled myself. Hell yeah, spoiler nation to the victory. But I spoiled myself way back in 2018 itself so idk it must’ve stayed at the back of my mind until it decided to randomly torment just as I began reading. 

6. Jesse [aah, there’s SO many!] 

When Tatiana would go around on her voodoo, black magic errands, Jesse would play the piano for Grace and it would be the only time when he would get to see his sister truly be the little child she was. I also have this strange headcanon that Grace is an excellent singer and that when her brother plays the piano, she sings the shadowhunters’ lullaby that her biological mother sang to her as a child. As she sang, Jesse would play the tune to match the piano because he has heard it being sung to other shadowhunter kids in Idris. In retrospect, it’s kinda sad, but what can be said? The two of them really did live strange and nearly awful lives. 

Jesse is a profound animal lover! He loves ALL animals and as a ghost while he wandered around the Brocelind Forest, he befriended almost many of them. And this kinda ties up well with the fact that Ty (who is said to be the most resembling to Jesse, what with his slender build and features and black hair) also loves animals so much, but the key difference is that Ty while loves the eccentric and rarest of them, Jesse quite likes all of them though there is a line that he draws where he carefully handles a little more dangerous animals. 

He once tried to fix the garden that made a clearing behind the Chiswick House (near the river next to the trees) and decided to build a birdhouse but due to his sickness, he never was actually able to. but he’ll fix it with Lucie. it will become abandoned after a few years and then it will collapse due to lack of proper care.

Jesse loves the space and he enjoys stargazing. (: 

Jesse is a manageable, perhaps a nearly good cook and because I doubt Tatiana ever fed him well he sometimes made his sister’s favourite treats that he otherwise wouldn’t when his mother was around.

Listen up you lovely person, I am SO GLAD I MET YOU and yess it’s an understatement when I say you’re awesome. :’) and i’ll keep repeating that until the end of eternity and your love for star wars is unmatchable. <33

(also, shit, this is awkward, i totally forgot to do 4. here you go: it’s a collection from december 2019 when i was reading a few books from the chronicles of narnia; 

“Grown-ups are always thinking of uninteresting explanations!” said Digory. 

Aunt Letty was a very tough old lady; aunts often were in those days.

Laugh and fear not, creatures. Now that you are no longer dumb and witless, you need not always be grave. For jokes as well as justice come in with speech.

Now the trouble about trying to make yourself stupider than you really are is that you very often succeed. 

“...There is no pool now. The world is ended, as if it had never been. Let the race of Adam and Eve take warning.” // “Yes Aslan,” said both the children. But Polly added, “But we’re not quite as bad as that world, are we, Aslan?” // “Not yet, Daughter of Eve.”

The Magician’s Nephew, Lewis Carroll.

thanks for asking, matey. :”)

Also, Photographic evidence of me spoiling myself lol circa 2020 March 31st: (such a mood no? FML).

#answered #theories

[the--sad--hatter]

Washed Up Sharpshooter (Bucky x Reader)

This masterpiece is a submission for Hattersficparty and it was written by @buckitybarnes aka my Nutmeg Cantaloupe (but only I can call her that).

She used the prompt “I’m in shock. Look, I’ve got a blanket.” and I get an (dis)honorable mention as well!

Warnings: Swearing, Unhealthy coping mechanisms? 

Summary: Every hero has to hit the point of rock-bottom. Yours just seems to be a bit...sad. Your idea of rock-bottom was a trashed hotel, hookups, and a mountain of empty Ben and Jerry’s cartons. Bucky has to find a way to get you back on track, and quickly. 

Bucky was angry -- No, he was absolutely livid. Flushed cheeks, tousled hair, sleepless eyes, the works. 

He thought you had died back there, thought you were buried six-feet under your own destruction.

Yet, here you are, supposedly frolicking around with prostitutes and watching the world burn around you without a care in the world. 

What he was the most angry about, however, was that you didn’t tell him.

He white-knuckles the handle of your motel door, thinking better than to bust it down. Instead, he knocks on it sharply and stands to the side, out of the peephole’s sight. 

“Who is it?” you slur from the other side.

Bucky taps a few buttons on his arm before a feminine voice sings out from a mini speaker embedded in it. It was useful for missions.

“Housekeeping~”

Bucky hears a crash from the inside and a loud set of footsteps before the door is swung open.

You look like a fucking mess.

“Oh, good. Look I need --” A strangled noise of surprise and fear escapes your lips. “Bucky?!” You step back, ready to slam the door, but the man wedges a foot in the opening. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Could ask the same to you,” he growls. “The world’s gone to shit when we could be using your help, and here I find you rolling around in fast food.”

You glare daggers. “Don’t judge me. I fucked up the mission, I have every right to wallow in my own misery.”

“Is that what this is?” He cocks an inquisitive eyebrow. “You’re giving up?”

“Not just giving up. Like I said, I have an excuse.” You tighten a fluffy quilt around your shoulders and wave your arms like a child. “I’m in shock. Look, I’ve got a blanket.”

"Don't pull that bullshit with me. Get your ass into gear. We're going home. Everyone's worried sick."

"Why? All I ever do is mess up! I'm just gonna tear down another building again."

When you step back, Bucky barges in, slamming the door behind him. "Are you done feeling sorry for yourself?"

"Not quite. You’re gonna have to drag me out kickin’ and screamin’."

“Done,” he growls, rolling up his sleeves. He takes a step forward and pauses. Something crunched under his steel-toed boot. An unopened condom wrapper. Somehow, the thought of you sleeping with someone else amplifies his rage. 

He bites your name out and keeps his teeth clamped around his tongue to keep his words in check. “What the hell happened to you?”

“I happened to me,” you snap, fingernails digging into your palms as you clench your fists. “I killed a lot of people back there, Buck! You guys don’t need me on your next mission. You don’t need me ever!” You take a step back and suddenly the world spins around you. With a blank face, you careen to the side and stumble.

“Are -- Are you drunk?!” Bucky sputters. Honest to God, he was a little frightened of your state. He’s never seen you this trashed. 

“Fuck you,” you mutter through gritted teeth. “Get out.” But as you’re walking to push him away, your stomach churns in protest and you hold onto the table, ready to hurl.

Bucky’s demeanor quickly changes as he guides you to the toilet, helping you empty the contents of your stomach. 

An hour later and he’s dropped you onto a dining-room chair, did a full scan using FRIDAY’s systems to make sure you weren’t alcohol poisoned, and has given you a tub of ice cream to keep you quiet (as an aside, he’s disgusted by what you keep in the fridge). He threads his hands through his hair in stress, staring at you from across the table and trying to figure out a plan.

“Have you met Kara?” you ask through a mouth full of Rocky Road. “She’s a bitch.” You nearly knock over a beer bottle as you shove the spoon back into the ice cream. 

Bucky, blank-faced like a disappointed mother, hears a voice call from your room. 

“S’not what you said last night!”

Cheeks turning a bright crimson, he gawks at you. “How long has she been in there? Since when did you --” He chokes on his words. “I didn’t think you’d…”

“Oh don’t be such a prude, Buck. It’s 2019.” There’s a twitch of jealousy and anger behind Bucky’s eyes and you throw him a lazy smile. “She’s a confidant for hire. Nothing more. I wasn’t in the mood for sex.”

You were sure that if Bucky’s eyes had gone any wider, they’d fall out of his head completely. Clearly, he was at a loss for words, so you had to take the reins on this conversation.

“I’m not going back.”

“Like hell you aren’t!” He knocks the spoon out of your hand, allowing it to clank loudly against the table. “This isn’t you, Sweetheart.”

“Excuse you?” you cry hysterically, clearly still tipsy. You stand, wobbling slightly before stabilizing yourself against the kitchen island. “I’ve never been happier! I’m great! This is great. You’re just jealous! I am the queen of my domain -- everyone sees me as a hero here at Casa de Francotirador.” 

“Who? You and Kara back there?”

“My very loyal subject, yes.”

Bucky makes a distressed noise akin to an agitated animal. He stares at you, composes himself, and takes a big, lung-stretching sigh. 

Kicking and screaming it is.

He grabs the collar of your shirt with his metal arm and drags you out of your chair with ease, as if you weigh absolutely nothing. Against your protests and shouting, he shoves you out the door. He ignores you, humming a tune to his favorite song as if he’s doing a daily chore like taking out the trash. Quite frankly, it sure feels like it. 

“BUCKY YOU DUMB FUCK, YOU LOCKED MY KEYS IN THERE.”

“Good, you won’t be able to go back,” he states gruffly. He calls in a quinjet, crossing his arms and waiting for your temper to simmer.

Only, an abrupt scream from downstairs only flares your agitation.

“What the fuck was that?!” you shout.

Sergeant Barnes. Enemy detection on the third floor. Armed and dangerous.

Great, fucking fantastic. First, he’s gotta babysit a washed up sharpshooter, and now, he’s gotta deal with assholes on the side. Can his day get any worse?

He pulls his Glock from his thigh holster and swings the emergency exit open.

“What about me?!”

“What about you? You’re piss drunk and you wanna join the battle now?”

“I may be a little tipsy but I can still fight!”

Bucky wants to slam his head against the wall. He really does.

“I don’t have time for this!” Without thinking, he drops a spare pistol in your hand and leaves you to your own devices, running down the stairs four steps at a time.

You follow, surprisingly agile. It was as if having the weight of the gun in your hands sobered you up. You can do this. You can do this. You can do this. 

When you bust the door open behind Bucky, you’re immediately thrown into the crossfire, right in the middle of the shoot-out.

Bucky looks surprised and pale-faced and the three bad guys pause in utter confusion. The cacophony of gunshots have silenced, leaving you between them like a sitting duck.

“What the hell is this?” one of the guys ask. “You recruiting cheap whores onto your team now?”

Red-hot rage fills your mind, blinding your vision and taking over all thought.

“How’s this for a cheap whore?” 

You storm up a little closer and shoot him square in the face.

The other two scramble to shoot you back, But Bucky’s quicker. He’s thrown his twin knives, embedding them into the skulls of enemies like the ninja he was.

“What the hell was that?” he calls out once they’re all taken out.

You sheathe the gun into the pocket of your bathrobe and shrug. “Guess I’m back in business.”

“Oh thank God.” He stands from his spot and holds out a hand. “Let’s go home.”

“First thing’s first,” you interrupt. 

“What?”

“I have to fuckin pee.”

Kara’s Note - I’m assuming you enjoyed this because it’s awesome so go check out @buckitybarnes other works on her blog, they be awesome as well! And yes, she really did write me into this, and yes I wept when i read it. 

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Φάρμακον [Whumptober 2019 - Day 21: Laced Drink]

Summary: φάρμακον (phármakon): substantive neutral, Ancient Greek. Remedy, poison. A queen must have means to protect her own power and person. For Selena, whose rings shine like stars in the starry sky, it's what her jewels hide behind their flare.

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Arc-V (Royalty/Ancient Mediterranean Sea AU) Relationships: Very implied Serena & Ruri friendship, also very implied Peregrine

Wordcount: 1.052 words

Content Warnings: Deals with poisons (y’know, considering the prompt, it’s predictable).

Notes: I have a question: are you familiar with a manga called Aoi Horus no Hitomi? I bought it under its French name and edition, "Reine d'Egypte" (a lame translation, compared to the original Japanese title, if you ask me) kind of by chance and it's since then become one of my favorite manga series of all times with Cardcaptor Sakura, Pokémon Special and FMA. I buy every new volume as soon as they come out. It's about the first female pharaoh, Hatchepsut, and how her rise to power and reign were... tumultuous, to say the least. Also it looks super fucking good.

If I bring up Aoi Horus no Hitomi, it's because this is the inspiration for this AU oneshot. I suddenly wanted to write about an Ancient Times-inspired queen and how she expressed her authority. This may be more Greek than Egyptian-like necause I'm more comfortable with Greco-Roman codes (blame it on my major), and used Serena's already Greek name (y'know, the moon, the goddess Σελήνη, etc.). Now, I have no excuse for having Ruri and Shun roam around with their very not Greco-Roman names, but fuck it, my AU my rules So in short here Selena is a moon-themed queen officially endorsed by the moon goddess Hecate, Ruri is her childhood friend-slash-servant-slash-maid and Shun is her dedicated scribe. You'll easily be able to tell where the Aoi Horus no Hitomi inspiration kicks in there if you've read the manga lol. Implied Peregrine here I come. (It can be read as just deep friendship, tho, I think).

And the title of the story, which is the first thing I actually came up with when filling this prompt, is absolutely a play on the term because φάρμακον can translate to either "remedy" or "poison" depending on the context. 

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A queen cannot let her guard down, can she? In a world where enemies keep rising against her, both from the inside and the outside, she must keep a careful and watchful eye on everything possible. Alas, she does not have the eyes of the gods, cannot see through all of the lies and the darkness and cannot ride on the boat of the sun; she needs to take care of this with her limited human abilities. It is but part of being a mortal in a cosmos ruled by the deities.

Like any queen, she wears bright and luxurious jewellery for most of her days and nights, earrings complementing her hair, crescent-shaped headband and crown to show her social status to all, golden necklaces and shining gems decorating her breast, bracelets colouring her wrists in bright and regal colours, rings armouring her fingers. These are more than simple, superficial decorations: they are weapons in their own right. She can scratch an assassin with the claw-shaped accessory on her right index finger and has the most efficient powders in the other rings she wore, contained under the pretty gemstones making her hands shine like the early rainbow sky.

People of the court want her dead or alive, to exert their authority on her and, in then, get the country’s power in their filthy, egotistical hands. Alas, she was raised by a cunning pedagogue and taught by the winner of the Olympic Games of his youth: she knows her environment and how her high-ranked officers act. She prefers young, low-class citizens to serve her, as they’re more diligent and more deserving of her attention, having struggled their way to the top instead of inheriting from their parents’ status to her ancestors. The son isn’t always as good or bad as the father, after all.

A noble-blooded accountant flatters her too much with empty-sounded words and verses she’s already heard or read somewhere else, gratifies her with gifts that smell like dishonesty and future treason. She sees the sharp, bright blade tied around his waist, clean and yet poor, handle made out of wood. His clothing is unnaturally crimson, colour of power in another city they have contacts with, he told her when she asked about it. Still, despite the flags this rises, she invites him to sit down at her table and invites a maid to serve them both a cup of strong-flavoured tea, waiting for him to turn an eye away during their conversations once the fuming cups are set before the both of them.

He glances at his blade, irises filling with a dark shine; she pours the powder hidden behind a sapphire into his drink.

Their conversation resumes. His words still sound empty, flatters that mean nothing, and she only listens with half of her mind. Instead, she focuses on the cup, drinking her tea with slow gulps, attention focused on the noble. He eventually puts the treacherous drink to his lips and, in a slow move of his wrist, takes a sip. His last, she knows it, as his hands go limp and he passes out. In a complacent nod of her head, she gets her maid’s attention and claps in her hands.

“Ruri, please,” she asks, the girl rushing to her side, “can you get this man to his new cell?”

“Absolutely, your Majesty.”

“I told you already, you can call me Selena when we’re alone like this. Now, if you will excuse me, I have a scribe to check on.”

The maid bows and runs out of the room, diligent as always, as the queen eyes the tea still drippling from the table. He should have known a woman endorsed by the moon would have Hecate by her side to protect her, her starry sleeves shrouded in the dark filled with tricks.

In the palace’s office, a man is slouched over a desk, a hand writing down accounts and books for the royal archives. She doesn’t need to glance over his shoulder to know this is what he is doing, because she assigned this task to him last week, and he’s been nothing but serious about it since then. A bit too serious, it’d seem.

“In how long have you not slept, Shun?” She asks as she enters the room, a sly smirk on her face, her guard slightly down despite the blade she has tied around her waist and hidden away by the precious clothing and the jewels.

The scribe rises from his slouched position, obvious dark rings under his eyes, hand almost hitting the cup of water he has next to him. She slowly walks up to him, bracelets tingling, stones shining under the gentle, dim light of the candle lighting his workspace.

“Ah, your Majesty,” he replies. “I’m almost done with this manuscript. It should only take a couple of hours left.”

“I appreciate your dedication, but your queen is ordering you to bed, so could you please do so right this moment? I am afraid you have, in fact, not slept for a couple of days.”

“I have frankly not seen the sun enough to judge, your Majesty.”

“This only gives me more reasons to order you to bed, Shun.”

“I swear on my life that I’ll do so once I’m done with this manuscript.”

Selena opens her emerald ring’s cache over his cup of water while he looks over his handwriting again. For someone who seemed as rough as he was when she first hired him, his is smooth and clear. People are full of hidden talents and traits, it gladly seems.

Shortly after she’s laced his drink, he grabs his cup it in his hand and almost drinks it, only to wince when it gets close to his nose. He glances back at her, a familiar smile on his face.

“Ah, I guess that Her Majesty very much wants me to go take a rest. I’ll execute myself without making her wait any longer.”

“I prefer that.”

She gives him her hand, which he takes, his head spinning for a moment. She didn’t say that for her own good, after all, she expected that to happen. Still, she got proven right, and that’s enough for her, for now, when it’s about her personal scribe.

She blows out the candle before leaving.

#arc-v #serena (arc v) #ruri kurosaki #shun kurosaki #peregrineshipping #whumptober2019 #no.21 #laced drink #sleep deprivation #poisoning #kinda #more like putting sedatives in someone's drink #au: ancient greece #au: ancient times #otp: selene ourania

[imaginesnkdorks]

Uuuh can I get a farlan x reader one shot?? Like he meets the reader at the survey corps after they joined and he falls for the reader? That would be awesome :o I love this blog btw keep up the good work!!!

Farlan’s Promise

Words: 1742

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Farlan x Reader

Warnings: Nothing, aside from Spoilers.

They were gangsters from the underground. What was Squad Leader Erwin thinking? Apparently, they were smart and was able to procure 3DM gears and use them masterfully. Even better than some Military Police, as some people say – which I honestly doubt. It took us three years of training to be able to use the gears effectively!

“Y/N! Ready the horses. The new recruits will be starting on that today.”

“Yes, sir!” It was Erwin Smith. Of course, it’s just my luck to get assigned to help those gangsters get used to riding horses. Obviously, there weren’t any horses down where they came from.

I stood waiting with four horses. Yes, just four. I can’t believe I’ll be handling this on my own! Is Commander Keith angry at me? Is this punishment for something?

“neighhhh!”

“What?!” The neigh of a horse pulled me from my thoughts so rudely. A redheaded girl was on a horse!

“Hey!” She just ignored me and went on laughing while the horse was trotting.

“Oh, don’t mind Isabell. She’s just excited to be on a horse.” A blond guy walked over to me, explaining things in a way as if he’d known me forever.

“Who are you?”

“Farlan Church.” He said, gesturing to shake my hand before continuing, “that one on the horse is Isabell, this guy here is Levi. We were introduced this morning? New recruits.”

Of course. Heat traveled my cheeks. What a first impression, I’ve made a total fool of myself. They were up front this morning. But I have an excuse! I was at the very back, you see… totally not paying attention. Oh god, is that why I’m here?

“Hello?” Farlan seemed to think I was a little too lost in my head and went on to wave his hand right in front of my face. Gulping, as if I could gulf down my embarrassment and restore some pride, I snapped out of it and stood a little straighter.

“I’m Y/N. I’ll be helping you with your horses today.” I turned around to look at that Isabell girl, and she was already prancing around the field. First time, huh? “She seems to be doing well enough.”

“Yes. Isabell has always been better handling animals, right Levi?” Farlan replied, suddenly wrapping an arm on Levi’s shoulder – which annoyed the shorter man.

“Tsk. This is a waste of time.” Levi’s tone is akin to a sharp knife.

“This is important, Levi. Out of these walls, having a horse could be the difference between life and death. We have nowhere to run to out there.” I’m surprised I was still able to keep my mood in check.

“Yes, Levi. Listen to Y/N.” Farlan took my side, eh? “So, where do we start?”

That was tiring. Isabell turned out to be a natural equestrian. It’s almost unbelievable it was her first time on a horse. Another surprising thing about her? She’s not what I expected of a gangster. I honestly enjoyed being around her. Pretty much the opposite with Levi. He would throw in an insult every now and then, which will be instantly shut down by Farlan. Then Levi decided to keep his mouth shut, but the way he looks at me was equally as hurtful as his words.

Farlan, on the other hand, was amazing – for lack of better word. He was kind, and such a gentleman. We ended up riding around at a slow pace, talking about our lives. It was like I’ve known him forever. That would have been a nice end to my day, however, I still have work to do. The Commander just asked me to deliver some files to Squad Leader Erwin.

It was quiet around the offices, as most of the people are either having dinner or are still running around the field or doing simulations in the training area. Erwin, being the dedicated and hardworking person that he is, is still in his office.

“Come in.” Came his voice at my knock.

“Sir, the commander asked me to give you this.” His office was huge! And neat, might I add.

“Thank you.” Erwin said, attention already back on what he was doing. I saluted before leaving but I doubt that he even saw it. Now that that’s done, my day is officially over – “Ah! Owww.”

“I’m sorry!”

Yeah, I’d bump into someone face first as I turn the corner. “Farlan?” As it happens, it was him again.

“Y/N, are you alright?” He helped to my feet, grabbing my hand in the process… oh. His warm hands.

“Yes,” I answered, sounding very breathless. “I wasn’t looking, I’m sorry.”

“No, no. It’s my fault. Are you sure you’re alright? Nothing hurts?” He asked, concern evident on both his face and voice. Huh, it feels nice to have someone care for you. Not that I think he cares! No, he’s just… guilty, right? That he bumped into me.

“Of course. I’m a big girl.” I said… oh my god. What kind of answer is that?

“Oh. Haha, of course, you are.” Farlan chuckled before letting go of my hand. He was smiling – maybe at the thought of my foolishness.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, desperate to change the subject. “These are the office wing.” At that, it suddenly occurred to me how strange it is to bump into him here. I don’t frequent this area and I’ve been in the Survey Corps for almost two years. The reason being that file and rank soldiers aren’t really allowed here, except when they have business with an officer as I did.

“Just taking a walk.”

“Huh, but we’re… I mean, you’re not really allowed here?” Now he’d think I’m rude. I’m sure of it!

“I know. I’m a bad boy.” He said, with a wink.

Do you know what a blushing mess is? It’s me at this very moment. Farlan laughed at the blushing mess.

“Are you just about to head to eat?”

“Ah, no. I’ll just be walking around some. Before going to bed.”

“Great! I’ll walk with you.”

That’s how I ended up walking with Farlan, right at the field where we rode horses this morning. I really do enjoy being with him. He has a lot of interesting things to say.

“And Levi just sliced up his hand in a flick!” He said, eyes glinting with energy, voice buzzing with excitement.

“All that just because he tried to touch Levi?”

“Yep. With a dirty hand.”

“Wow.” I was stunned. From now on, I won’t be rude to Levi.

“How about you Y/N, how did you end up here?” He asked, all curious now and looking at me as if what I was about to say is very important.

“Well… It’s really constricting inside the walls, don’t you think? Everything’s the same. I wanted to see if there could be something more.” I answered honestly.

“I think I understand.” He then smiled at me, and it was the most beautiful smile I’ve seen. We kept walking and talking under the moonlight, and somehow, our hands ended up clasp together. We reached the barracks and everything was silent – aside from the occasional chirping buds and the rustling of the leaves.

“That was fun.” He said, suddenly looking at our hands.

“Yes. I’m glad I got to know you better.”

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He said, as he closed the gap between us and kissed me on my forehead. A kiss! I was stunned and my heart felt like it jumped to my throat. Excitement rushed throughout my body and I am just very happy.

“Goodnight.” Was all I could say, though, before entering the building and making my way to my room. The smile on my face never left.

It was like that the following days. Sometimes we’ll lay on the grass, at the clearing in the woods near the barracks. Other times, we’ll be at the rooftop gazing at the moon and stars. There were also days where we’d sneak out to the lake near HQ and just sit and talk. And just like that, Farlan became the most important person in my life. Which is why I am dreading tomorrow.

“Hey, you haven’t been smiling. Don’t tell me you already tire of my company?” Farlan asked, poking my cheek in his playfully adorable manner.

“No, it’s not that. It’s just…” a heavy sigh escaped and I couldn’t get my next words out.

“What is it?” He whispered, warm hands resting on my cheeks.

“It’s tomorrow. The expedition.”

Knots formed on Farlan’s forehead. We haven’t talked about it. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath before opening them again. The fire of resolve was very evident, eyes of someone very determined.

“Nothing bad is going to happen. We’ll live through it, get back here safely.” He said, hold on my face a little firmer, the resolve on his eyes ever stronger.

“I’m scared.” I confessed. I’ve seen the Titans. I know what we’ll be facing. Before meeting Farlan, my fear was just for myself. For my friends too, yes. But it wasn’t like this. The prospect of losing Farlan is just unthinkable.

“I’ll be right beside you the whole way. I promise.”

I believed him. I know he’d do as he says. If Farlan said we’ll be okay, we will be. I nodded, weakly. A second or two passed before Farlan took the leap and kissed me. It was everything I could ever want. Gentle but strong, it made me happy and ache. It lasted forever but was over in a second. That was the moment I was sure that I love him.

“Y/N, it will be okay. I love you, I won’t let anything happen to you… I would… I would die for you.”

My grip on him got tighter. “Don’t. Don’t you dare die for me. Live! Live with me, please.”

He nodded, sincerely. “I promise. We’ll survive this.” Then he kissed me. Again, then again, and again.

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But… he broke his promise.

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11/10/2019 DAB Transcript

Ezekiel 21:1-22:31, Hebrews 10:1-17, Psalms 108:1-13, Proverbs 27:12

Today is the 10th day of November. Welcome to the Daily Audio Bible. I am Brian. It's great to be here with you as we reach out collectively and twist the knob and swing wide the door into a brand-new shiny, sparkly, new week that is waiting for us to live into. And we make mention of this lots of weeks because it's all out in front of us friends. Nothing…nothing had gone wrong or right and how we live into this week, how we conduct ourselves in thought, word, and deed is indeed gonna write the story of the week. And, so, allowing the Scriptures to be part of the rhythm of our days and our weeks gives us the counsel we need for the next steps that we are to take. So, here we go taking the next step forward. This week we’ll read from the Christian Standard Bible, and we’re still working our way through the book of Ezekiel in the Old Testament and working our way through the letter to the Hebrews in the New. So, first Ezekiel chapter 21 and 22.

Prayer:

Father, we thank You for bringing us into this new week, this shiny, sparkly, new week as we often say because that's what it is. So, we invite Your Holy Spirit into all that we do, all that we think, all that we say, all that we are in this week. We ask that You would lead us into all truth as You've promised. We ask that You would illuminate our path as You promised. And we ask that as we come here each and every day to be fed and nourished by Your word that it would do just that - feed our souls and direct our paths. We pray all of these things in the name of Jesus. Amen.

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Community Prayer and Praise:

Hi DAB friends this is Stephanie from Bangalore currently in the US. I actually have news about my visa…well…I have news about my passport is on its way back and I should, Lord willing, receive it tomorrow, Lord willing, there will be a visa in it. If not, well, I guess we’ll breathe and see what God does next. But the real reason for my calling is once again my friend’s son Jack who is an eight-year-old who was diagnosed with leukemia just over a month ago now and he has been very, very sick in the ICU. Basically, they did a biopsy yesterday on his kidney and praise God he didn’t bleed out or anything during the biopsy but it came back for a very aggressive type of Fungus, Mucor fungus, I think that’s what she said it was, and it is attacking his body, it has attacked his spinal cord, he has no feeling or ability to move from his navel down. They keep testing him to make sure that it’s not affecting higher but currently he’s intubated and sedated because it was getting so hard for him to breathe and his heart is starting to get irritated with the infection. Please pray that they can find the right drug to treat this very very quickly. She said her interpretation was that today, and today is 5th November, I don’t know when this will play of course but…but today is crucial. The PICU doctors need to keep his body going long enough so that Lord willing the drugs will start to treat the infection, his body can ramp up and treat the infection or fight the infection. So, please pray for them, for the doctors, for Jack’s body and for the death of this fungus. Thank you.

Hello, Daily Audio Bible this is Duane from Wisconsin all praise and glory to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Today is day 139 praying for our children. It is November 5th, yes, November already. Calling in for Ida who would like us to pray for her niece Julie who’s missing. I know that was a few days ago but I pray she has been found. I pray she is safe. Please call in to update us on that Ida. Rob called in. Rob Worship Dude would like us to pray for his son who is dealing with some blood clots. Betty would like us to pray for her son Nathan whose dealing with emotional issues. Angela Q would like us to pray for her son Grant and his relationship with the Lord. And then there was a lady who called in and wanted us to pray for her daughter who is moving. They have an eight-year-old son and are going to alternate years of when they get to see him. So, let’s pray. Dear Lord, we ask that You pray with these…excuse me…be with these children Lord. We ask that You wrap Your arms around them and that You keep them safe, give them direction in their life, be with their parents, that they will be a godly parents and speak encouraging words to them and keep them safe in a godly manner. Also, if you’d please continue to pray for my sons Nicholas and Nathan that they’re safe and everything is going well and also my stepdaughter Brooke, if you’d pray for her. She’s having shoulder pain, had that for quite some time, that that would heal and she’s also some other physical issues, so I’d appreciate that. Want to lift this all up to the Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Brian and Jill, we thank you for this wonderful podcast and this opportunity to share in God’s love and pray for each other. Love you all. Bye.

Yo what’s up it’s Jack. I’ve always been kind of like scared to call in but now it’s so easy is just kinda like I’m just going to go with it because right now I really need some help. Kind of gotten to that point where I’ve just given up and kinda like, “God I need you to take it all because I can’t handle it anymore.” I don’t know what to do. So, I just want to let you all know. Like, I have a daughter. Her name is McKinley. She’s like the best thing in the world. Definitely having like bad thoughts that maybe what if it wasn’t my daughter. And I don’t have thoughts like that because I’m not sure if that’s what I should be thinking. I’m thinking that cause me and my long-term girlfriend, we’ve been on and off, are having a hard time right now. But I would just like to ask for prayers to help me do what God wants me to do and help me see the path that He’s created for me. Thank you, guys and have a great day.

Hey brothers and sisters in the Lord Yeshua, just greet you in the name of Jesus. I just want to say that I love you and I want to tell you how much I am just so thankful for you. I don’t know where you’re at in this world, you know, and God knows and I just say you’re part of my body the body of Christ, we’re all one, we’re part of the body and I just wanted to reach out and say I love you and just to hang in there, not just to hang in there, but to just cast your burdens upon the Lord Yeshua. And I just want to pray over you a blessing and I just want to say, Father thank You so much for Yeshua, Your son Jesus Christ who died in the cross, who took our sins and who restored us back to You so that we could be one with You as Yeshua Jesus is one with You. Thank You that You gave us Your Spirit, Your precious Holy Spirit to come and abide in us and to live with us. And Father, I ask You Holy Spirit that as I’m praying here that You would just touch my brother, my sister right now, that You would just break off any hardness of heart, that You would lift up their heart, that You would take the pain that’s in their heart Lord and just heal it to remove it. Lord that You would take the pain in the heart and You would shape them and mold them into a vessel that You are pleased with. Lord I ask that if there’s any unforgiveness that it would be removed and that they would be filled with the love of Elohim so that they can spread the message of the good news in Jesus’ name. I love You brothers and sisters have a great and amazing day.

Good morning Daily Audio Bible it’s Diana from Virginia. I wanted to say a big thank you to Brian today for your commentary on Ezekiel. Today is November 6th and I just wanted to let you know that this truly touched me. This spoke to me personally. I __, I __  and thank you for the wonderful music, because that helped me to stay in the moment and reflect. That was truly powerful. Thank you for reminding me that God is not just this, you know, this forever big unemotional being. God is somebody that has feelings. Thank you for bringing that to reality for me. Thank you. And I hope that this touched a lot…I am…I am…I hope this touched a lot of people too because so many times we kind of just go through the motions and think we can just go to God and ask for forgiveness and move on and I’ve been guilty of that. And, so, I hope that I can come back to this and remind myself when I fall out that…like that little girl in Ezekiel. So, thank you so much for that. I just wanted to let you know how powerful that was. Thank you.

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Legends of Tomorrow - ‘Terms of Service’ Review

"The power is in the Palm(er) of your hands."

Is it rude to point out that the Emperor has no clothes, if you point out at the same time that the Emperor is super ripped and has been clearly doing a lot of cardio?

Because.... Damn, Emperor. You got it going on.

Which is, of course, my frivolous and subtextually homoerotic way of saying that there's an embarrassment of riches in this episode when it comes to things to like, but they all kind of rely on some serious glossing over of problem spots.

The problem in a nutshell can be boiled down to one thing. The basic opening foundation for this episode doesn't match at all with where things were left at the end of the previous one. I'm tempted to assume that I'd missed an entire episode worth of plot development, except that I know perfectly well that I didn't. It's almost as if the writers room broke a 17 episode series of stories and then just completely excised one of them when they found out they were only getting 16 to air.

For the love of God, CW, please start giving Legends a full boat of 22 episodes. It's getting embarrassing.

OK, so here's what I mean. A not insignificant portion of the plot development tonight entirely relies on the fairy godmother currently being under Gary's control. That's actually an inspired plot development, and his relationship both with Tabitha and with the next inheritor of the fairy godmother mantle were pure gold as far as both comedy and plot development goes.

The problem is, when exactly did Fairy Godmother bond herself to Gary? He calls to her at the end of the previous episode and she saves him from Mona as if their relationship was an established thing, but unless I missed something significant completely, that was not a thing they'd ever set up.

I'll be fair. I drink a lot of wine. If I missed something that explains this, please do let me know in the comments.

Additionally, at the end of 'Nip/Stuck,' Mona ate off Gary's evil nipple – not a sentence you get to type every day – and Gary was rushed out of the Time Bureau with unconscious Mona, Tabitha, and Neron in Ray's body. The implication strongly was that Gary's nipple was behind the mass hypnosis of the Bureau, and now that it had been destroyed the bureau was saved. Left behind to witness the bad guys escape was Nora, Ava, and Sara.

This week we open with the bad guys still in possession of the Bureau, only now it's due to Gary's influence over the fairy godmother rather than his fancy hypnotic nipple. Not only do we see no evidence of the bad guys leaving the bureau together, they aren't even all in a group anymore. Mona is imprisoned in the Bureau cells, which makes no sense if they were fleeing with her body ten minutes earlier. Neron and Tabitha aren't even there anymore as they're busy setting up 'PalmerX 2019,' a low key tech con with only one panel and one guest. Ava and Sara are back on the Waverider as if they'd never liberated the Bureau in the first place, and Nora is Die Harding her way to rescue Mona with no mention of how she got separated from them.

I'm sorry, show, but I have to ask. Did you smoke a gigantic bag of crack between these two episodes, or what?

It's all very frustrating, because I said earlier, where they take all of those plot threads is fantastic. Neron's plan to create fear using the monsters so that people will download an app in order to locate the monsters and in doing so sell their immortal souls through a lengthy terms of service agreement is both goat-shit crazy and completely brilliant. What's more, it would absolutely work. If you doubt it, just consider how much none of us noticed when the guests of PalmerX were shown agreeing to a terms of service agreement that they didn't read. Seriously, go back and look. The camera shots practically luxuriate on people swiping through the TOS as fast as they can, but nothing about that reads as unusual or sinister to us anymore and so we just blanked it out.

Similarly, Tabitha's plan to trick Nora into taking on her fairy godmother mantle was inspired, despite being lifted pretty completely from genie-lore, particularly Disney's Live Action Aladdin Soon in Theaters Near You. And God bless the show for keeping Jane Carr around as Tabitha. I absolutely expected that they'd find an excuse to recast Tabitha into the body of someone younger and sexier as soon as they possibly could, because that's the kind of gross thing that network execs tend to insist on. I love, love, love that they're keeping her around as Neron's love interest. And while we're talking about it, it's such a good choice for them to show that Neron and Tabitha do genuinely love each other. It would have been so easy to tumble into the cliché of a villain team eager to backstab one another.

But the best choice this episode made was in the nature of Gary Green himself. Wonderful reveal that Gary was perfectly aware the entire time that the fairy godmother was trying to get him to wish hurt on the Legends and so he was deliberately just focusing on wishing to hang out with them as a way of defying her. Even when 'Dark Gary' finally gets called forth, his glorious flow of vengeance never goes further than acne and tap dancing. Gary is a good man, fundamentally. And he's absolutely right, he does not deserve to be laughed at. I've been saying since the beginning of the season that the Legends need to face a consequence for the way they're played Gary as convenient bait that can be had for a little flattery. I think they finally learned that lesson here.

Which brings lastly to John Constantine, in a plotline I like to call, 'This should absolutely have been an entire episode all on its own.'

When they mentioned Hell's Triumvirate I briefly entertained the thought that they might be about to do the good parts of 'Dangerous Habits' that everybody always leaves out when they try to adapt it, but alas, no. It felt right that he chose Astra over Ray, as much as it broke my heart, and it felt equally right that Astra betrayed him. Can't wait to see what will happen there when Nora gets to Hell to rescue John. I do, however, which that they'd gone with the imagery from the comics and had Astra only have one arm.

Everybody remember where we parked:

There was actually shockingly little travel this week. The Waverider just hung around Washington D.C. in 2019, and a couple of our heroes went to Hell, which may or may not equate to the same time zone, it's hard to tell.

What is interesting is the reveal that Zari grew up a little outside of D.C. Did we know that already, or was that a reveal of convenience this week? Zari appeared to me to be in the 8-10 range, although I am a notoriously bad judge of age so she might be a bit older. That actually answers a couple of longstanding questions I was pondering last year about what baby Zari might be up to in our time period.

Zari mentions that it's only a few years away from when ARGUS takes over everything and creates an anti-Meta, anti-Muslim Dystopia. We're all kind of assuming they're just never going to deal with that, aren't we?

Quotes:

Sara: "Mick, Nate, do you think you can handle Tabitha?" Mick: "Granny’s dead."

Sara: "OK, can you guys stop being dragon baby crazy right now?"

Gary: "And now I have three nipples, because a spare never hurts." Having a third nipple was historically a sign of witchcraft. There is a zero percent chance the writers don't know that.

Calibraxis: "You’re dead, demon hunter!" Constantine: "I was gonna be a demon proctologist, but the pay wasn’t as good."

Calibraxis: "I’m a demon, not a pirate, John."

Zari: "It’s a demon app. I’m gonna read the fine print."

Charlie: "If I die, I’m gonna come back and haunt you." Zari: "I would love a ghost friend."

Nora: "Gary, you dick!"

Bits and Pieces:

-- This season has for some reason brought up a lot of embarrassing confessions from me. Adding to the list that already contains my love of semiotics and the assembly of flatpack furniture, this week I have to tell you how much I love logo design. Honestly. I bring this up because the PalmerX logo is a masterwork. The solid 3-D cube implied by the background framing device conveys an unspoken implication of solidity and dependability with the third implied square breaking the frame and shooting 'toward' the viewer implying a daring willingness to work outside conventional rules and by implication 'think outside the box.' The coloring, meanwhile, subtly underscores the 'Palmer' portion of the name, thus reinforcing the higher brand. Honestly, and with no ironic joking involved, the PalmerX logo is a f*cking masterpiece of work.

-- I actually have a startling number of opinions on the quality of logo design. Feel free to ask, but I warn you that the answers get lengthy.

-- I get that they were underscoring the connection between Tala Ashe and Zari's younger self, but that hairstyle just fundamentally did not work for her. That's actually kind of rare and notable for her. Just about every hairstyle they've ever given her has looked gorgeous.

-- Looks like Wixtable the dragon is hatching in time for the season finale.

-- I went back and forth on whether or not it was smart or stupid for Zari to have brought the egg with her on the mission. Ultimately, I think there was no guaranteed safe place for the egg, given how often messed up stuff happens on the Waverider when they aren't there.

-- I hope Nate is understanding about Zari leaving the egg behind.

-- So many questions about why Nate has a 'Kid Steel' costume hanging around. And why Gary picked it.

-- This week's fabulous dress watch. Jane Carr looked stunning in that evil black number she adopted once she'd ditched her godmother duties. Also, the designer of that asymmetrical sheath number that Nora wore to PalmerX is underpaid. Regardless of how much he or she is paid, they are underpaid. That dress was amazing. Please, please, Courtney Ford, tell me that you stole that dress and have it in your personal collection. Also, call me. We'll brunch.

-- They're really getting their money out of the Stein puppet. Bless.

-- Hell's triumvirate included Satan, not Lucifer. Which means a crossover with Lucifer is still possible. Fun fact, in the comics the triumvirate in Hell stepped in to rule when Lucifer left to go open up his nightclub in LA. Which means it all totally works together if they can get Tom Ellis to make a stop in the Waverider. And then possibly he and Matt Ryan could share a torrid embrace and... I'm sorry, what were we talking about again?

-- That's like the third episode in a row where they've mentioned Damien Darhk. Dare we hope to see him again next season?

If you squint at it and assume that we missed an episode of plot development, this would easily be a four. Sadly, we can't, and so I can't in good conscience give it more than three out of four fantastic logos.

Mikey Heinrich is, among other things, a freelance writer, volunteer firefighter, and roughly 78% water.

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text messages as a para || kurtbastian

Who: @northsidesmythe && @gleedalekurt

What: Text messages between Sebastian and Kurt cause Kurt is a little desperate for help.

Mentions: @hartdalemd & @marleyrosens & @ghoulishboyhummel

When: 17th May 2019

Notes: Did on discord as Mary’s Tumblr did not want to play ball last night

KURT: I might regret this but..  KURT: Are you sure you don't know of any jobs in this town and nothing about a gardener or a pops server.

SEB: I love the fact that our conversation gets to start with those words. SEB: Damn. You took all the possibilities off my hands, Hummel. SEB: Jk. I might know of something, but I don't think you're going to like it.

KURT: Well with you, I have to be careful. KURT: But you were my best choice for this. KURT: You really know of something? KURT: Why won't I like it?

SEB: Damn right you should ;) SEB: Don't you mean the next best thing? SEB: I do. SEB: Because in the end, it means you would be working for me. With me, but for me.

KURT: I've heard what you and my brother did KURT: No I mean you were my best chance at getting a reply KURT: What do you mean? KURT: With you but for you?

SEB: Babe, you haven't heard HALF OF IT ;) SEB: I don't know if that should make me feel flattered, or make feel sorry about you. SEB: I've been thinking about getting an assistant.

KURT: I don't want to hear the other half, thank you. KURT: Don't feel anything... Can't say the town is desperate to talk to the man defending his 'murderer' father KURT: Assistant? KURT: You'd have me as an assistant?

SEB: Shame. You could learn something. SEB: You seem to forget I have a father like that too. SEB: Yes. I've been handling business myself since my father left town. And as perfect as I am, there are things that sometimes tend to slip through my fingers.

KURT: I'll continue to take lessons from my boyfriend KURT: Yeah sorry... KURT: I guess cause dad is accused of like 30 murders I just.... KURT: It was insensitive. KURT: Erm, but like me? KURT: I thought you couldn't stand me.

SEB: Yes, you were. SEB: if your father had hurt Aaron you wouldn't be talking about this so lightly. SEB: Moving on. SEB: Uh, I don't? But that doesn't mean that I don't  think you could be of help. Plus, you need the money, correct? SEB: It'd be a win-win for both of us.

KURT: My father wouldn’t hurt Aaron and whoever did this actually hurt people I knew. KURT: Such a charmer KURT: Well yeah, I’m pretty short on cash right now... does it pay well?

SEB: I didn't think my father would kill my sister either, yet here we are. SEB: I know I am, thank you. SEB: I'd say that's depnding on how well you do on the job, but I can asure you minimal pay and benefits to start.

KURT: Well, I am sure my father didn't do this. KURT: Am I seriously considering this... KURT: Would you like, not tell any one?

SEB: Lucky you. SEB: I don't think you could do better, at least not for now. SEB: Jesus. What is it with people wanting me to keep their secrets? I must be doing something good. SEB: You have my word.

KURT: Yeah I'm so freaking lucky KURT: No you are right I can't do better right now KURT: Fine. I'll do it KURT: When do I start?

SEB:  Wise choice. SEB: How about tomorrow morning? Around 8-ish?

KURT: Just... Don't make me regret it.... please KURT: Tomorrow morning is fine? KURT: Do I attend an office or do I just come to your house?

SEB: I'm really not that bad of a person, Kurt. Sorry to disappoint you. [DELETED] SEB: It's all up to you, Hummel. SEB: It's fine. SEB: Come to the factory. I'll let you in all the details.

KURT: I already said yes didn't I. KURT: Please just keep this between us until I can tell Aaron and Ale KURT: I'll be there bright and early, boss.

SEB: I already said I wouldn't tell, didn't I? SEB: See? You're already getting it.

KURT: Yeah you did. Thank you. KURT: Do you honestly think I'm going to call you boss... KURT: I'll stick with Sebastian

SEB: You said it first.

KURT: First and last time... KURT: Thank you though. KURT: I'll need to keep busy when I move back to Aaron's.

SEB: You two already kissed and made up?

KURT: No, I'm still staying with Ale. KURT: I've got to go back at some point

SEB: Good point. SEB: It's not really good to leave him alone while he's recovering. [DELETED]

KURT: I can't go back till I know he's sober KURT: If he locks me in that room again..... KURT: I just can't.

SEB: I'm sure he wouldn't do that again.

KURT: I hope not KURT: It's not like he's alone. KURT: He's got Marley there

SEB: Really? They moved in together already? Building the love nest and all that?

KURT: No thank god. KURT: I think she is looking after him while I won't. KURT: She does go there a lot

SEB: Makes sense. They're close, and all that jazz. SEB: What'd you mean "no, thank god"? You don't like her?

KURT: Yeah they are. KURT: I'm not her number 1 fan. KURT: And I can't quite out my finger on why...

SEB: Well, what'd you know? At last we have something in common, Hummel.

KURT: You don't like her?

SEB: Most definitely not. She's always had it for me and she pretends for me to simply sit and take it. As if. SEB: And I don't buy her whole sweeter than honey act.

KURT: She likes some people and not others. KURT: She seems like she could be someone I'd like KURT: If I end up forced into it

SEB: I can tell that much. SEB: That should be fun and painful to watch.

KURT: You won't get to watch KURT: You are after all my boss now KURT: Can't say I'll be rushing to invite you for Sunday Lunch

SEB: I'll just have to open my laptop and there I will see you, getting all wet over her oh so cute and sweet smile. SEB: Sunday Lunch? Is that a real thing?

KURT: Getting wet? KURT: 100% gay KURT: She does not do anything for me. KURT: Yeah sure it is... A roast dinner. Used to cook it for dad all the time

SEB: It was just a metaphor, jeez. SEB: You're worse than she is. SEB: Ah. That's nice.

KURT: Worse? Gee thanks. KURT: Now you definitely don't get invited.

SEB: Now how would I ever be able to survive?

KURT: Trust me, if you ever tried my cooking... You'd be asking that as a serious question.

SEB: Aaron told me about your cooking. Said he didn't wish to bother you much, but that he loves it.

KURT: He had better have said that! KURT: I'm a really good cook

SEB: He did. SEB: I can cook too, you know.

KURT: He's a good guy KURT: You can? That surprises me KURT: Bet it's not as good as mine

SEB: He is. SEB: Why? I'm French. Who else could cook if not me? SEB: We shall see about that.

KURT: I am not booking you meetings with him... KURT: I don't know, I imagined you had a chef growing up. KURT: Will we now?

SEB: Excuse me? SEB: I did. But I also had my grand mère with me, and she taught me how to cook. SEB: Absolutely.

KURT: I'm not booking you appointments to see Aaron. KURT: See if I had a chef, I'd never have cooked. Once mum died in was pretty much the chef of the house. KURT: Don't cry when I'm crowned best cook

SEB: Why in the fuck I would need an appointment from you to see him? SEB: You had to. What else could you do? SEB: i'll do my best to refrain myself.

KURT: As your personal assistant I assumed I'd be helping with your schedule KURT: I didn't have any other choices. KURT: Im sure you will.

SEB: I see. Look at you being so diligent. Don't worry. Me seeing your brother wouldn't happen during work hours SEB: It happens. No need to get mushy about it.

KURT: Please... Spare me the sordid details. KURT: I'm not mushy...

SEB: Glad to. SEB: You know you are. SEB: You know why those anons pick on you like they do? Because they know they get to you. You, who's always being overdramatic over everything. They know, and they grab on that.

KURT: Excuse you I was doing fine until they were being extremely mean about me to Ale. KURT: That was when it hurt. KURT: I've not been dramatic recently KURT: Considering my dad is in jail, I could be worse

SEB: Oh please, you know you are. SEB: But either way, it's your problem.

KURT: Gee, I already regret our arrangement

SEB: Au contraire. You will love it.

KURT: I wouldn't use the word love like that.

SEB: Why not?

KURT: I'll be working for you.... KURT: Can't imagine this is going to be a walk in the park

SEB: So? Are you scared you're going to fall for me, Hummel? SEB: On that agree. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

KURT: Fall for you? Please... Have you seen my boyfriend.... KURT: They do and trust me if I wasn't desperate, i'd not have asked

SEB: OF COURSE I HAVE. SEB: Still, it could happen. SEB: Then you know exactly how I feel.

KURT: So then you'll know how lucky I got, right? KURT: Wouldn't give him up for anyone. KURT: We seem to be in the same boat

SEB: Luck is all you have, Hummel. SEB: Please refeain yourself from bursting into a pop song.

KURT: I have so much more then luck Smythe. KURT: I'm sure I will, wouldn't want to show you up with my voice as well as my cooking

SEB: As my employee you will learn the value of silence, Hummel.

KURT: Will I now

SEB: Just wait for it.

KURT: Why are you trying to sound threatening

SEB: This isn't me sounding threatening. Trust me

KURT: Are you seriously going to be the boss from hell?

SEB: Let's call it a trail period. See if you have what it takes.

KURT: Oh come on... It can't be that hard.

SEB: Let's hope it's not. SEB: See you tomorrow.

KURT: Sure thing

#para #p:sebastian #texts #t:sebastian

[awkblkwmn]

Tuesday - February 12, 2019

To say that I have a tendency to pick the wrong type of men is an understatement.

But I would like to point out, for the record, that I've on more than one occasion been the wrong type of girl.

No, I don't mean that in the way of me not being good enough, or pretty enough, or smart enough - though those are definitely internal battles I have on more than one occasion.

I mean it in the "Who in the goddamn hell do I become when I decide I'm super-like with someone?!" way.

Why do I become this woman, this idiotic young girl, that for whatever reason feels the need to hover, and panic, and overthink, and despair, and panic, and get flustered, and overcompensate, and panic, and panic, and FUCKING panic!

I don't know what it means to wait for a man because its so ingrained in my soul and DNA that even the thought of such a thing is ancient and archaic and sexist and - fuck, just wrong.

But nevertheless, I pay for it every time.

WHY do I have to wait for them to make the first goddamn move?

I'm pretty - a solid 7 out of 10 on an average day and 9 on a day where I'm actively trying. I'm strong and confident (sometimes) and I'm I make good money with my exciting millennial job.

Why can't I just do the modern thing and give it a go myself?

I think in some cases, most cases, women are allowed to do this without the consequence of this setting the tone for the rest of their relationship.

But it seems I just don't have the ability to do that.

Let's take into fact that I'm 25+, really tall, black, and (slightly more than averagely) successful. Men are chickenshit and afraid to go after anything bigger than their pea-size shadow.

And I do mean that both physically and metaphorically.

Yet, I'm supposed to just sit here and wait ...and wait... and wait... and fucking goddamn mother fucking wait... for the mother-fuckers to get a clue and just make a damn move already.

How many times do I have to flip and twirl my freaking weave like an idiot school girl for you to catch the hell on???

There are not enough hours, enough minutes, enough seconds in the world for that...

So, why am I all "hot and bothered" in the least sexual way ever today, you might be asking?

Because apparently when it comes to the "men" I decided to zero-in on, they have a consistent habit of deciding to be like: "Hey Paiton - fuck you. You'll always be there. I'll get to you when I get to you."

And I'm just like LOL

It's fine.

Me. Little ole me is just so understanding and helpful and full of

"don't worry, we'll figure it out, it's okay,"

instead of:

"No it's not okay you FUCKING CHICKEN SHIT PUSSY EXCUSE OF A MAN!"

because that's not, that's never been the Paiton way. ... ... ...So maybe It's not - I'm not - exactly fine...

But here I am - venting aka typing aka writing this out of my system as best I can, so we must be going somewhere different than last featured program.

It's just...

Yes, I have daddy issues.

Which is fucking ridiculous because yes, my biological father and I have ...issues...but I have a Daddy (my step-father) who has and always has been there for me. It's not like I come from a family that doesn't love or care for me. If anything I'm a spoiled brat who's been doted on by my entire family for as long as I can remember...

But...

...I have to admit...

It hurts when you feel like your in one-sided predicaments when no one else gives a shit about your feelings except you, yourself, and - fuck, you again...

It hurts even more that I do it too myself.

Where in the hell are my self-confidence and dignity when I continuously throw myself at the feet of men - fuck that - boys who haven't done jack-shit to better me for me.

They don't even have decent sex on the table of things they could offer me.

All they have is this tangled string of desire tied to me, this draw...this outlier of a deep want I have for them to want me for one second as bad as I want them...

Physically. Mentally. Sexually. Fully.

I haven't decided if its a power thing or not.

But God, to I demoralize myself over and over again by pleading and breaking and bending and curving and aiming desperately to be where they are when they need me, who they want when they see me, and what they want when they call me.

It's probably the thing I hate most about myself in my life right now.

I wonder if it's biological.

Do women, due to there genetic make-up and institute after a certain age just drift into this mild mindset of almost desperate madness to be with someone who loves them?

Maybe it's because I've been single for so long, too long, but the slightest touch of skin-to-skin contact sends me reeling. Makes me jump in un-expectation and flush with anticipation of things that just don't happen in real life. Things that only happen in my dreams.

Things that only happen in my nightmares.

Being touched-starved is apparently a real thing and I never knew, never truly believed it myself, until a lover of a friend touched my waist in a playful joke and it felt like my soul, my entire being had set on fire.

It really is embarrassing how utterly single and alone I am, sometimes...

There's a part of me that wants to go out into the thirsty world and just FUCK someone. Rock their world. Give them something they wouldn't have imagined, been able to handle, something beyond there wildest dreams - because I know...I'm more than capable, in just one go

But, that's exactly why I hold back.

It isn't simply the sex, the hard fuck, the feeling of finally being alive and recked and full that I crave alone.

But the intimacy, the love, the freedom, the full worship and soul-bearing honesty of that wonderful sacred moment when two bodies connect and collide.

The teeth-clashing, the back-clawing, the silent whispers of adoration, the surprise giggles of giddiness, the sensual moans and whimpers of abandonment and trust and lust and love and...

...Yeaaaaah It's not just the sex I'm looking for, Too much of a sadistic romantic for that. Too much of a freak for that.

That side of me isn't just meant for anyone if anyone.

It's meant for the man I'll be riding, grinding hard into our bed night after night after night after night for the rest of our lives, for as long as God allows our time together.

So that when the morning comes and I look at him with pure eyes of love, innocence, uncertainty, hope, and un-afraid admiration - I don't have to worry about if he'll wrap me up with his arms when it's all over. Or if he'll kiss my forehead and tell me he loves me and he loved last night and he loves last night's "me" and he loves this morning's "me" because I'm a vulnerable freak that doesn't know how to not be trustful and love half-heartedly - because I only know how to love something or someone completely and with everything inside me.

And while all these thoughts run through my crazy mind a million miles a minute, and I grow more and more insecure as he looks at me he says:

"Good Morning love, how are you?"

I melt as any ridiculous, ugly, crazy thought I had about inadequacy fades away in an instant. . . . ... I wouldn't say I'm the "cheesy type" exactly.

But my God, what I wouldn't give for just a piece of that...  

P. FUCKING S.

Nick Miller (not his real name) sucks balls, he's a fucking phony, and I REFUSE to continue to let men like him treat me like a second choice. I don't give a fuck how NICE they are when they do it.

Its still fucking burns.

I'm still fucking hurt,

I'm still fucking scarred.

And I will NOT let people make me their second choice anymore.

Period.

- Payton Tulie

#payton tulie #personal #Black Girl Chronicles #black girl #awkward black girl #relationships #relationship problems #interracial relationships #crushes #boys suck #big girl time #girl power #over it #not today satan #blog #ask me anything #blog writing #real life #love #love problem #single #alone time #sexy time #how to be single #how to be single and black #phoenix #arizona #He's Just Not That Into You #but i keep doing it #young adult

[im-robertclarington]

Phone Home||Self-Para

Where: Hospital Room, Santiago, Chile When: May 21, 2019 What: A phone call between Robbie and his kid back home.  Notes:  Robbie took part in a 'big brother' program at an adoption agency and met a kid, Sam, and bonded instantly. He's officially fostering him, though Sammy is staying with Robbie's mother in Texas while on tour. He plans on officially adopting after the tour raps.

~Incoming call, Robbie Clarington~

Sam: Hello? Robbie?

Robbie: Hey, kiddo; how's it going?

Sam: “How’s it going? How’s it going? Oh it’s going real swell. It’s just flipping fantastic. I haven’t slept since I saw it on the news and Gran has been worried sick over you and you- you- you just ring up like hey kiddo how’s it going? like you haven’t just been shot in the middle of a concert? Geez Louise, Robbie!” 

Robbie: [Chuckles, sighing softly] "What else am I supposed to do?" [Pause, softens] "I'm sorry it worried you, but I'm okay. They took me in for surgery and I'm recovering now. Shoulder's a bit sore, but hey, I have a new scar to add to the collection." 

Sam: “I was really worried about you. We didn’t know how to get there to you and Gran wanted to go but I was scared if you rang or if someone rang and we’d be on the plane and I didn’t wanna- [voice breaks] I though I’d lost you. Dad please come home, please.” 

Robbie: "Hey, Sammy-Hey, shhh, bud. I'm so sorry, Sam, I wish I could've called you sooner. You're not going to lose me, it's going to take a lot more than a little bullet to the shoulder to get rid of me." [Pause, with a sigh] "We get about a week break before the tour picks back up, I'll see if I can come home and see you. I love you so much, Sam, I'm sorry for putting you through this." 

Sam: “Why’re you apologising? It’s not you who has to be sorry. It’s that dumbo with a gun. I just want you to be safe. Gran thought you’d be away from that stuff now you’re not in the army but now this happens and I just- [Pause, breath hitches] I miss you. I just wanna see you.” 

Robbie: "Trust me, I'm taking all necessary precautions for when the tour starts back up. I thought I would be away from it too, but-" [sighs] "I guess things just happen sometimes. Here, hold on-" [Ends call] 

~Incoming FaceTime, Robbie Clarington~

Robbie: "It's about the best I have at the moment."

Sam: “Wait you’re still going on tour? You can’t- Dad. No. You gotta come home, it’s not safe. Dad please.... [frowns at the sight of him] Dad [voice breaks] You’re all I have, I know I got Gran and Dodger but you- I don’t wanna- [sobs] Dad I need you at home. You don’t need to be on tour any more.” 

Robbie: [Swallows hard, tugging the hospital gown higher around his neck, his eyes soft and guilty] "It's my job, Sammy; protecting Cooper. If I hadn't been there, I don't know what would've happened. And I don't want to think about it [quietly]." [Pauses, observing Sam] "I need you to trust me, Sammy. I'm working with Mark, one of the other security guys here, getting a good plan in place to make sure this doesn't happen again. I promise that I'm coming back home to you, to get those papers signed officially." 

Sam: “But there’s other people there to do that job. He’s a musician. He has people . You don’t have to be there [wipes face on sleeve and looks down before falling quiet] You did the last tour, now I won’t see you for three months and you get shot in the first week. Gran was right. 

Robbie: “I don’t trust other people to take care of him.” [Pauses, glancing off to the side before glancing back at the phone] “I didn’t want you to find out like this, of all possible ways, but we’re dating. I...love him, Sam; and this incident has only made me not want to leave even more.” [Pause, wincing as he moves his other arm] “I’ll come see you as soon as they release me. I promise.”

Sam: [frowns in confusion] Wait, you’re dating your- your bodyguard person? When did that happen? Does he know about me? Wait- holy cow you’re dating Cooper Anderson [sighs heavily before looking down] Alright, I guess he’s more important. It’s okay.. Gran wants to fly out and see you anyway. I guess I’ll come with her. 

Robbie: “Only a few weeks ago, we’re really only just starting out. He doesn’t know about you yet, no; I’ve been trying to find the best way to fit it in, but he’s been handling some of his own stuff lately, ripping the bandaid didn’t seem like the best option.” [Cocks his head, observing Sam] “He’s not more important, Sam. You are the most important person in my life. But he is still important to me, and I gotta protect him. But good, if you guess you’ll come with her...” [rolls his eyes with a small smile] “Tell Gran to get a move on, you need a hug and obviously, mine are the best.”

Sam: [pauses and stares down before sighing, hears him and smiles slightly] He-.... [shifts uncomfortably before sighing again] You won’t get rid of me will you? I’ve heard it happen before. People take kids in, they- they get someone special and then realise that the kid was just a placeholder. I- I don’t wanna be a placeholder. 

Robbie: “Never, Sammy. You’re my kid, not a placeholder.”

Sam: [smiles a little and wipes his eyes] You promise I get to beat you up if you ever send me back? 

Robbie: [Grins and nods] Promise, I’d expect nothing less.

Sam: [Sighs softly and softens] I guess I can come with Gran then, she’s just waiting for the go ahead. I’ll let her know. Then again, she’s probably already booked them. She let me stay off school today! Dodger and I went down the back to the stream and we saw this super cool dragonfly, you wouldn’t have believed it. Like it was just sat there on a rock and then Dodger barked and scared it off.

Robbie: [Chuckles, nodding] If I know Diane Clarington at all, you’ll be woken up at 3 in the morning with your bag packed for you and the car running downstairs. And yeah, that sounds like Dodger. You get a picture before it flew off?

Sam: [groans] Is there any point in sleeping then? [smiles] No, but it was cool to see. Aunt Sarah was ringing for you and she was ranting about you on the phone, it was funny. [laughs] 

Robbie: [Grins again as he shakes his head] No, probably not, but do it anyway. [Rolls his eyes playfully] How am I supposed to see the dragonfly if you don’t take pictures, Sammy, come on man. [Laughs and shakes his head] Oh god, why was she ranting?

Sam: Well, I- I was too busy looking at it! And I’ve been conscious of tick season with Dodger. I make sure to give him two checks when we get back from his walks. [grins at the camera] because you got shot, dummy! She was ranting how you’re not safe to be left on your own and I think she was just worried like all of us were. It’s not fun finding out on the news

Robbie: Well I’m glad to know he’s being taken care of. Where is my idiot anyways? [Laughs and shrugs] It’s not like it’s the first time! You guys, so dramatic. [Smiles] Sounds like I have a fun conversation waiting for me with her. 

Sam: Oh! Wait there. [leaves the phone on the desk and rushed off to get Dodger, comes back into the bedroom as he’s got Dodger] Look he’s here. He didn’t die. [picks up camera again and pulls Dodger into frame with him] Look there’s Dad! 

Robbie: [Laughs, glancing around at the bits of the room he could see, softening as he realized it was his. Grins as he sees the dog] Hey buddy, you miss me? 

Sam: Nope! [laughs] he likes me more than you. He’s my sidekick. [softens a little and looks back at Dodger then Robbie] ...I miss you.

Robbie: Oh I knew it, traitor. [Shoots a face at Dodger before chuckling at glancing back at Sam] I miss you too, kiddo. But if I’m right about Mom, I’ll see you tomorrow. 

Sam: Y’know, I’ve never been on a plane before? So that’s gonna be new. Is it scary? Do we have to go far? Wait- is your new boyfriend gonna be there? What if he doesn’t like me? Will you leave him if he doesn’t like me? You- if you had to choose you wouldn’t leave me would you? 

Robbie: Planes aren’t near as bad as you’d think. Get the window seat if you can, you get amazing views that way. And no, I wouldn’t leave you. Hate to break it to you, kid, but you’re stuck with me. Cooper- [pauses with a sharp breath before sighing] I don’t even know if he’s awake, they won’t let me go to see him. I pulled him out of the way of the shot, but in doing so, he got trampled in the crowd. [Chuckles humorlessly] Hell, maybe he would be better off with someone else as his guard.

Sam: The window seat? Alright, I’ll sit there. Then Gran can sit with me. [smiles a little at the response before registering the genuine fear in Robbie’s face] Well I mean, you stopped him from getting shot. He could have died. You stopped that. 

Robbie: Exactly. [Smiles, looking down] He could’ve died in that crowd too, though. I don’t know how effective I am if I pull him out of the way of one danger only to put him in another. [takes a deep breath before looking up with a forced smile] I guess I’ll have to talk to him about it.

Sam: He had more chance of getting out there. That wasn’t your fault. You did your job. You saw a threat and got him out.

Robbie: [Quietly, looking down again] Yeah. [Pauses for a moment, before blowing out his cheeks and looking back up with a small smile] So, what else is new with you?

Sam: [frowns realising he can’t make it better] I love you, Dad. [looks as Dodger nuzzles into him and ruffles his head] Not a lot. Just got homework to do. 

Robbie: [Smiles a bit wider, more genuine] I love you too, Sammy. Get the homework done. We can talk tomorrow.

Sam: Oh so, my Dad getting shot isn’t a valid excuse not to do my homework? [grins] 

Robbie: [Grins back and shakes his head] Not even a little bit.

Sam: [laughs] fine. Just don’t do anything stupid until I get there okay? 

Robbie: [Grins] How can I, all the stupid is there with you. 

Sam: [grins] And here you say you’re NOT Captain America. I am screen recording! You are Cap confirmed! [laughs before looking across when Dodger groans and nuzzles up to him] I’ll see you tomorrow Dad, I love you. 

Robbie: [Laughs loudly, shaking his head, hiding the camera against his chest] No! It’s not allowed! [Chuckles softly as he brings the camera back up] I love you too, Sam, I’ll see you tomorrow.

Sam: [pulls Dodger into frame and waves] Bye Dad! 

Robbie: Bye! [Grins and waves back before hanging up]

#self: phone home

[pronetopronoia]

OH MY FUCKING GOD IT’S BLACK FRIDAY!!!!

If you haven’t been at the mall all night giving people black eyes for standing between you and this season’s most killer deals YOU. AIN’T. SHIT!

No, but seriously, be safe today. No game bundle plus a FREE $40 gift card to Olive Garden is worth spilling a peppermint latte on your lap in the car because I am telling you people, traffic will be a nightmare today!

I’m writing this blog post from the safety of my apartment as I am in no way participating in Black Friday this year because:

1. I’m cold.

2. I’m tired.

3. I don’t have a pair of boxing gloves.

In all seriousness, here in the Midwest people are fairly polite. With the exception of WalMart there most likely won’t be any actual fights, and the weather hasn’t been too bad so the local emergency rooms shouldn’t be too overrun treating the people who camped out in front of Best Buy for 36 hours for frostbite.

I’m writing this for any of my gal pals who might be standing in a long line waiting to redeem coupons who are looking at their phones right now.

Specifically my single ladies.

Can I get a hello!?

Sisters, I feel you this time of year! I’ve actually only seen one engagement announcement and one ex welcoming their first child so my sobbing has been minimal. I mean I don’t even want kids but I’m still going to cry, it’s my god-given right as a single girl at Christmas to rapidly alternate between eating chocolate, looking at Instagram pictures of warm climates, and fucking sobbing for no reason, OK?!

Anyway, let’s talk about boys because I talked to a really funny young lady yesterday and got some tips that I’m not going to be able to actually implement into my own life but it was still really cool to hear.

We were talking about guys being assholes, which they have been known to be like. And she was telling me some of the ways in which she deals with that which are quite different than my methods.

She does not take shit from any of them and will not hesitate to fuck. a dude. up! Which, just being a fly on the wall for one of these encounters, would be amazing. She told me that if a guy won’t leave her alone at a bar she will publicly proclaim to everyone at the bar that someone’s drunk asshole has wandered and they need to come retrieve him. LOL! *embarassing!*

She told me she is not oppposed to basically murder when a guy does that thing when they come up to you and tell you to smile.

I mean that is pretty annoying.

I like to just smile and bat my eyes and politely ask that maybe they should give me a reason to smile and then as soon as they start talking just kind of wander off, lol. I mean unless he’s really hot or funny and then I guess I am just singlehandedly perpetuating the problem. Sorry!

I really love men though. I have definitely dealt with some not-so-nice ones, some situations WAYYYY not the best, but people’s true nature usually reveals itself depending on how they treat you or other people around them so I just kind of try to notice all that and then fucking repel and/or run if something seems too horrifying.

Running really is my favorite thing. Both for excercise and dealing with terrible people.

I understand people have emotions and it’s not possible for everyone to just be so zen and nice that heart rate becomes a question but I think that would be so cool. I need to really work on accepting that as not being reality though so I’m not this perpetual weird zombie just floating around from one social situation to the next simply vanishing into thin air whenever things get remotely uncomfortable.

Sometimes I need to definitely chill out more though. I’ve had some sexual harassment in the workplace occcurrances and terrifying roommate situations happen in the past which just has yet to be a positive experience, so some days I am way too hyper-sensitive.

The other night a friend of mine jokingly was saying something about grabbing my ass or something at the bar and I just straight up blacked out from terror and went home for the night.

Bitch you need to fucking get yourself in to see a therapist or something, ohhhh kayyyyy?

Although, someone else, this really cool guy actually, told me so nicely that my hair smelled good and I honestly don’t give a shit if they were making fun of me and my hair was like the worst to them, but I’m going to think positively and that single compliment alone will seriously carry me through the next six months from thinking I’m a worthless garbage person.

It’s the little things goddamnit!

“Excuse me but you’re in your late thirties and you just literally typed ‘let’s talk about boys’ and referred to someone as ‘this really cool guy’... are you being serious, orrrrrrrr????”

I am being, like, 73% serious.

Here’s the deal, we just had an election cycle and some very smart young woman were able to attain some leadership roles and the fucking garbage they have put up with so far, in seriously such a short amount of time, is unreal to me. Those bitches are handling things like champions too but it just seems so unnecessary.

Why does America need to be a country of stupid assholes? WHY???? And then when we make a little progress the new folks stepping the fuck up to try and change things get shit on????

I don’t even know what my point is at this point I guess.

Basically, this holiday season (and going into 2019), TRY to see things from others’ perspective. TRY to be just a little kinder to people. TRY not to take any shit from people, not necessarily by responding with violence, but definitely do not give any of your time to someone who isn’t respectful of your time or who you are as a person.

Have an amazing rest of the day! I hope there’s enough deals for everyone, and if there’s not, tomorrow is Small Business Saturday which is the day you should be spending the majority of your holiday shopping dollars anyway if you happen to care about your local economy and blah, blah, blah 😁. (Please check out Paradisiac Publishing on Facebook for a post on how to purchase titles tomorrow!) #shoplocal #butidefinitelylovethatblackfridaydrama