the thought of icemav celebrating christmas together makes me a bit crazy. what do they give each other???
usually nothing . That’s kind of a big deal. in the 80s/90s they’d (reluctantly) celebrate Christmas with carole and bradley (who took that shit kinda seriously) so they wouldn’t really do anything by themselves. Maybe go out for a nice clandestine dinner just cause. After Carole dies and Bradley’s papers get pulled from the academy, ice’s low key newfound interest in celebrating christmas is one of his many many ways to try and normalize relations between him & maverick and try to improve their relationship in the conspicuous absence of the rest of their family. but yes he does make an effort—as does mav—to take advantage of holiday time to be with him as often as possible so, though their schedules don’t always line up, after 2006 they spend about 3/4 xmases together
Ice has very few hobbies besides a.) lovingly working on his cars & plane and b.) reading, so he is exceptionally easy to shop for (as most hobbyless men are): nice tie pins, cufflinks, those unnecessarily expensive hardcover books about weird random topics you find in airport bookstores, fountain pens, nautical /aeronautical themed paperweights, nice leather watchbands etc. highbrow rich guy stuff
Maverick has sooooo many stupid little hobbies that each last between 4-6 months so he is ridiculously hard to shop for— “i thought you were into woodworking so i got you some tools :)!” “uh no that was in April. im trying to learn how to make wallets now” :( so mostly if ice ever gets him anything it’s usually just an expensive dinner date in the city or cash in a blank card or a blank signed check for airplane parts for the next year. Buy whatever you want idc <3
any and all gifts are given with extremely little fanfare PLEASE don’t make it a big deal… hidden around the house with a little “merry xmas!” note attached, or shoved into each others suitcases pre-leaving-for-navy-reasons, or unceremoniously dropped into one’s lap while he’s watching tv, “here you go,” “oh, this is nice, thanks!” Et cetera. love language of gifts/acts of service, but, like, very quietly.
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sawyer was sick over the weekend so we got some blood tests done and it turns out she is diabetic, she stayed at the vet a couple of nights, it was really strange to be alone in my room those nights. i spend more time with her than anybody. then we were supposed to pick her up thursday morning and they said to come in the evening instead because her glucose was v low. the vet asked me to find a glucose sensor to bring with me that evening, it was a public holiday so i had to find a pharmacy that was actually open. when we went to get her we waited 90 minutes and the sensor was being weird so they said come back later. finally brought her back home at 11pm and the sensor still wasn't working, had to go buy another sensor and bring her back this morning to switch them out, had to leave her there for a few hours so they could switch them and make sure the new one worked, then come back in the afternoon. i've had like no sleep at all this week, its a miracle i kept my eyes open to get training to give her insulin. she's so much better since she came home, even though she's not stabilised yet she very clearly feels heaps better ❤ it was such a relief to have her sleeping on my bed again last night. i was still up all night because i felt like i needed to keep an eye on her because i didn't have the monitor. we'll be in and out a lot over the next couple of weeks while they fine tune her dosage and monitor her levels.
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man another thing that's been very nice about having moved out of my dad's house is that... i am under no obligation to convey anything to anyone <3 i don't have to tell my parents about my doctor appointments, i don't have to tell people my intentions, i don't have to defend making purchases or arranging my life in a way that makes things easier or more pleasant because people don't even have to know about these things in the first place.
it's really fucking nice.
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“You don’t have to be anything for anybody.”
Please let this line be foreshadowing for Buck realizing he should be with someone who sees him for himself (Eddie), not for what he’s been through (Natalia).
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What Tarot Card Are You?
the sun
light follows behind your heels. the daylight yields to your shining face. it is difficult to compare such radiance to anything but the sun. bright and warm, people seem to gravitate toward you for your never-ending optimism and the positivity you exude. but it tires you, doesn't it? the constant smiles, the ceaseless extension of yourself? does it not make you burn? do not allow yourself to fizzle out. / NUMBER: 19 / UPRIGHT: positivity, fun, warmth, success, vitality / REVERSED: inner child, feeling down, overly optimistic
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Has anyone tried to make a religion around preserving knowledge? And not just the usual religious texts, I mean like anything that could hold a story.
That old scratched bootleg cd that skips and is only 78% garbled, woven shawls that the old woman down the road made before her hands became too gnarled to knit that the curators wear with pride, a folder filled with images of poetry carved into the flesh of fruit, a shitty crossover fanfic scrawled out on the margins of a 13-year-old's math homework, a wax cylinder filled the voice of some long gone soul dreaming about their wedding day, old dead shopping centers turned into cathedrals housing dusty clay bowls from when your cousin down the road took a crafting class with ancient flopy-disks next to massive servers filled with miles of books and data available to all no matter what time of day.
All are welcome in the homes of knowledge regardless of their age, race, and creed. There is no customary tithe only to line the clergy's pockets (all we ask is a story in turn), no demanding of one's presence and time (but shall one offer it will be accepted with grace.) So long as one seeks to preserve the stories of their fellows rather than opt to destroy the efforts of their kin then they shall be welcomed with open arms.
After all what type of librarian would willingly let their Alexandria burn?
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confession: still have a crush on u - crush anon 🫣
I AM CONCERNED FOR YOUR HEALTH!!! please get well soon i love you.
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