#AND i wasn't planning on watching any today bc i was going to my parents' to pressure wash and paint their porch

[uwuspaceboy]

[miksterrr]

so.

i usually don't do this- don't go on long rants about shows unless they're headcannons. but i got spoiled for the 9-1-1 episode today (i have to wait for hulu) and just doomed scrolled for thirty minutes trying to figure out what the fuck happened.

i don't think i've ever had this much of an visceral reaction to a show or any type of media before. like to the point where i'm in tears about this, and i don't cry over media easily, which ik, i'm a stranger on the interent how can you believe me? I guess i'm asking for you to just do.

i started this show bc of bucktommy. because of buck's bisexuality being canonized and it being done right.

i write articles for my school's newspaper and i'm in the process of writing one about bierasure in media. this was planned earlier this week, before i even got spoiled, and i was praising 9-1-1 for having good bisexual representation and how rare it is to actually have it. a as well, i have done full essays and projects on the importance of queer representation in media, which combing with my current article, is honestly why i am so upset abt the bucktommy break-up and Oliver Stark's interview.

frankly, i'll even admit when i first started the show and watched season seven for the first time, i wanted buck and tommy to 'break-up' for at least a little bit so buck can go on other dates and figure out and understand his sexuality even more. i understand not everyone is like this, that some people are able to find their match and stick with it, but i also understand how helpful it is for others to figure out themselves and what they want out of their relationship/others from dating other people.

this is buck's first mlm relationship. and he was so utterly in love with tommy, but we also know that when buck falls in love he falls hard. and we know from what little we've seen of tommy's background he's longing for a family, to the point where he might be terrified to actually have one.

i really do hope they end up reconnecting buck and tommy in some way, shape, or form. selfishly, i hope we see tommy being happy, whether with or without buck.

i really really hope they don't erase buck's bisexuality. at this point, i don't care if stark does what he wants with the character and has buck sleep around again, even though we've been through that storyline. if it does happen, then i hope it's because it's a coping mechanism for buck, not because he's figuring himself out. it'll be different if he goes on dates/etc.

i think a lot of the reason why this break-up feels so fucking shitty is because of the election this week. also the poor writting, according to tumblr.

i have a lot of feels for an episode that i haven't watched yet and in some way that terrifies me. i don't think i ever expected myself to be this connected to a silly little show. i have never felt this way after other terrible endings for shows/media that i had loved for years (marvel, star wars, ninjago) the only other type of media i cried over this year was a book, which is because of how it dealt with mental health and a parent-child relationship involving mental health.

i think in some way, i feel so connected to it bc of the projects i've done about queer representation and the article i'm writing rn. i don't know if i've ever been this disapointed in show that wasn't for a cancellation.

i really do hope buck finds his true love one day. and some part of me really hopes it's tommy. or at least another one (or two) really good male relationships for him. i just don't want to see his bisexuality be erased.

[joeys-babe]

(posting this pic again bc, oh my god)

Someday We’ll Be Together

Chapter 9: Game Dey

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September 12, 2021

it's been two weeks since joe and i made up and attended the team dinner together.

the dinner ended up being a really fun night. joes teammates are really sweet, so are their girls that were super welcoming, the food was great, and joe gave me a tour of the facility when almost everyone had left.

when joe dropped me off back at my parents house i couldn't wipe the smile off my face, there were some flirty moments we had shared and i couldn't get him off my mind.

even the next morning, i walked downstairs for breakfast grinning like an idiot. it didn't go unnoticed by my mom either.

"who's got you smiling like that?" - your mom

"oh nothing.." - you

"joe?" - your mom gave you a knowing smile

"maybe." - you

"how'd last night go?" - your mom

"really.. really good. i didn't want the night to end." - you

"so did you and joe flirt?" - your mom

"a little bit. i don't know it could've been one sided. after everyone was mostly gone joe gave me a tour of the stadium that ended at his locker. it was dark in the locker room and at one point we were just looking at each other. it was so intense i thought we were going to kiss, but ja'marr walked in and turned the lights on. we both awkwardly backed away from each other and just looked at our feet." - you

"definitely doesn't sound one sided!" - your mom

"even if it wasn't.. it was probably just in the moment." - you

you didn't know it of course, but later that day joe had a similar conversation with your mom.

"so how'd last night go?" - your mom smiled when the question made joe blush

"really good. it was an amazing night, i'm really glad i found the courage to ask y/n to be my date." - joe

"so did you try to make any moves?" - your mom

"yeah actually. i'm not the best at flirting but i think y/n noticed my attempts at it. after the tour i gave her of the stadium we were standing at my locker, all the lights were off, and we were just staring at each other. i made a split second decision and was going to kiss her but ja'marr walked in and ruined the moment." - joe

"you were gonna kiss her!?" - your mom

"yes, it was the perfect moment. i was gonna finally tell her how i've felt for years." - joe

"i'm sorry ja'marr ruined the moment."

- your mom

"it's fine, at practice a couple days ago he apologized to me after i told him my plan." - joe

"so, you have a plan b?" - your mom

"i was thinking about asking her to go to my first regular season game, since i'll be playing. it's my first game back from my injury and i really want her to be there. if we win we'll probably have an after party and i can confess there." - joe

"sounds good. i'm so happy you're finally telling her." - your mom

"i am too. i just really hope she feels the same way." - joe

*end of flashback*

a couple days ago, my family went over to the burrow's for dinner. after we were done, joe and i went into the basement and were watching a movie when he asked me to go to his game. i could tell he was nervous about something during the movie and when he asked me the sweetest question it made sense.

"hey so, sundays the first game of the real season. it's home, and my first game back since my injury. i really want you to be there. you don't have to go if you don't want to.. but i'd love if you were there cheering me on." - joe

"i'd love to go joe. i wouldn't miss your first game back for the world." - you

"good. i'll give you your ticket tomorrow, i don't know if my parents are sitting in the stands or the suite but i'm sure they'll do whatever you'd be more comfortable with." - joe

"i think sitting in the stands would be more fun, but you have to promise me one thing." - you

"what's that?" - joe smiled

"you'll dab me up when you come out to stretch." - you

"i can promise that" - joe

the next day joe had given me my ticket, and now today was the day. i woke up extra early today, i wanted to look my best for the game (and joe).

i had washed my face and put my mascara on, wearing leather leggings and joes bengals shirt. my speaker was playing lowly in the back ground, it was kinda sad but i had a playlist to hype me up playing. but, if things went the right way tonight i might be confessing to joe tonight.

a song i really liked came on, and since i was ready for the most part i started dancing along to the song. my back was to the door, using my hairbrush as a microphone.

"any reason why i wasn't invited to the dance party?" - joes deep voice startled you

i jumped as i turned around only to see joe with his arms crossed, leaning against the door frame.

"joe! you can't just walk in my room!" - you

"i knocked! no one answered so i thought i was free to walk in." - joe shrugged

"what do you need" - you sighed

"i actually have a couple things for you" - joe

"what?" - you smiled

joe stood up straight and motioned for me to follow him back into my room, when i did i saw a gift back sitting on my bed.

"what's this for?" - you grinned up at him

"just some gifts, want to show you how much i appreciate you by getting you stuff for the game." - joe

i removed the tissue paper out of the bag only to see a cluster of orange, black, and white.

when i pulled everything out i realized that joe had gotten me his jersey, and not just one either. the orange, black, and white jerseys were all in the bag.

"joe you didn't have to get me all this!" - you smiled at him as you held them to your chest

"yeah i did. you've been supporting me my whole career well my whole life. this is your first bengals game and i really want to make you proud, i want to show you that all the hard work payed off. every time i made you pass with me in the backyard helped me get here, i'm just really excited for you to watch me in the nfl." - joe

"awww, joey. don't make me cry." - you dropped the jerseys on the bed before pulling joe into a hug

"i'm already so proud of you." - you

"thank you. there's more in the bag by the way."

- joe gave a somewhat cocky smirk as he pulled away from you

"you really spoiled me huh?" - you

"yup" - joe grinned

i moved back over to the bag on my bed and looked inside. there was a bengals beanie, a snapback hat, and a tiny box in the corner.

"what's this?" - you picked the box up

"open it" - joe smiled

i returned his smile before opening the box to see a dainty necklace with a "9" charm.

"this is so pretty! you didn't have to do all this joe.." - you

"yeah i did. you've done so much for me, this is just a small thank you." - joe

i walked back over to joe and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"i love everything. thank you so much." - you

"you're welcome, y/n. i knew i wanted to get you a jersey because all you have is my shirt, but i didn't know which jersey color you'd like most.. so i got them all." - joe chuckled

"which one do you think i should wear today??"

- you

"mmm, we're wearing the white jerseys today. wanna match?" - joe laughed

"okay so white jersey, what accessories?" - you

"the necklace of course, i don't think you'll need a hat today." - joe

"i'll put it on right now, can you help me?" - you

joe nodded and i handed the necklace to him. i stood in front of him as he moved my hair to the side and put the necklace around my neck.

"why do they make these clasps so damn small."

- joe grumbled as he struggled to get it clasped

"can you do it?" - you chuckled

"yup.. got it!" - joe moved your hair back in place after he got the necklace on

i turned around to face him and he moved the necklace to where it was perfectly centered.

"it looks really good on you." - joe

"thanks joey" - you

"y/n when are you leaving?!" - your mom stormed into your room

both joe and i's eyes snapped up to my mom, who was now awkwardly standing in the doorway with her jaw slightly dropped.

"sorry.. i didn't mean to interrupt. i didn't know you were here joe.." - your mom

"it's okay, i have to get going anyways. gotta get to the facility." - joe started towards the door

"bye joe. thanks again for everything."

- you smiled

"you're welcome. i'll see you later." - joe winked before walking past your mom and out of the room

"oh. my. god." - your mom mouthed

i licked my lips, recalling everything that just happened.

"what'd he get you? that bag is huge y/n!"

- your mom

"this necklace with his number on it, every color of his jersey, a bengals snapback, and beanie."

- you

"awww isn't that sweet." - your mom smiled

"he put my necklace on for me, i couldn't describe to you the amount of butterflies i had in my stomach mom." - you

"i'd say. you need to hurry up and finish getting ready though, robin and jimmy are already downstairs to go to the game." - your mom

"okay!" - you

when my mom left the room i ran my hand over my face in attempts to wipe the stupid smile off my face as i looked at the gifts laying on my bed.

god joe was the best.

*time skip*

"you excited??" - robin

"oh totally, i'm happy to be here for joes first game back. it's still crazy to me that he's in the nfl." - you

"it's still crazy to me too. he's really excited for you to see him, but a little nervous too. he said he was going to be embarrassed if he lost the first game you saw." - robin

"win or lose im probably gonna tackle him in a hug later." - you chuckled

robin and jimmy exchanged a small smile. what's that about?

"joe came to me a week ago asking what he should get you for your little bengals goodie bag." - robin

"aww how sweet." - you

"that's what i thought too, but he shot down all of my ideas. so i hope you liked everything he got you, because he picked it out all by himself."

- robin

i laughed while thinking about how sweet joes gesture was, he has me wrapped around his finger.

"i love everything. especially the necklace." - you

"necklace? i was only showed the jerseys and hats." - robin

"oh uh, yeah he got me a necklace. it's just a dainty little chain with a nine charm." - you pulled the necklace out from under your jersey

"how adorable. i'll need to make sure to get a picture of you two after the game. oh and we're gonna be sitting near the tunnel, it'll be the bottom row so you can say hi to joe during warmups." - robin

"sounds good" - you looked away and out the window, trying to hide your blush

*time skip*

i followed robin and jimmy to our seats, i received a few weird looks from some fans but i understand why. a strange female was walking around with their quarterback's parents so i could see where they were coming from.

"don't take the fangirls looks to heart. they watch joes every move, and here you are a young beautiful woman that's hanging around his parents. they're gonna be a little suspicious."

- robin

"i'll be okay, they'll find out i'm just a close friend soon. but i have to be honest, i didn't know joe had fangirls." - you laughed

"oh yeah, i foresee the number of them increasing with his return. and honey let's be real, you're more to joe than just a close friend." - robin

"i don't know about that-" - you

"here they're coming out to stretch!" - jimmy

my eyes left robin and shot over to the tunnel exit, watching for the familiar 6'4 stature. i was starting to wonder if joe had forgotten because most of the players were out stretching and i hadn't been approached yet.

"he's probably nervous about the game, i'm sorry that he forgot honey." - robin

"it's okay-" - you get cut off by a familiar voice yelling your name

"y/n!" - joe

my eyes darted around till they landed on joe, just a couple rows of people between us. a huge smile formed on my face as i waved at him, he returned the smile and motioned for me to come down.

i stood up and walked down the stairs to the bottom row before sticking my hand over the edge to connect it with joe's.

"you kept your promise" - you smiled

"of course, i always keep the promises i give you. i also thought a picture of us dabbing each other up would be insanely cool." - joe

"you're mom wants to get a pic of us after the game." - you

"we can do that." - joe nodded, his smile never leaving his face

"don't you have to get going?" - you looked around at the other players already warming up

"i've got a couple minutes. i really appreciate you coming by the way. i was kinda nervous because it's my first game since my injury, but you being here really helps." - joe

"of course, i'm happy to be here! do you like my fit??" - you

"well duh. you look amazing always, but you look extra good in my jersey." - joe

"yeah? i wore my necklace too." - you

"it looks really pretty on you." - joe grinned

"thanks, joey." - you

"burrow!!" - zac

joe sighed as he turned around and saw zac motioning for him.

"i gotta go, i'll see you after though?" - joe

"of course. i hope you win." - you

"thanks, i'll try to win it.. for you." - joe

i looked away to try to hide the blush on my cheeks, but joe laughed.

"see ya later, y/n" - joe

"see ya, burrow." - you smiled to yourself as you watched joe turn around and run to his coach across the field

the game was absolutely electric, everyone was so hyped for joes return and start of his redemption story. when the team ran out i got literal chills, it was insane seeing joe play in the nfl and i can’t put into words how proud of him i am.

*time skip*

four quarters and overtime later, i was jumping up and down when the score ended in 27 - 24. joe had won his first game back!

“i’m so proud of him!” - you yelled to robin over the cheering crowd

“i know you are honey! i am too! wanna go ahead and start going towards the players exit?” - robin

“sure!” - you

i couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as i walked with jimmy and robin to the players exit. we stood near the door, leaning against the wall. i knew it was going to take joe awhile, but i didn’t expect him to text me soon after the players got back to the locker room

i’m gonna shower rq, do my press conference, and head straight out to you guys.

okay sounds good, we’re standing by the exit. don’t feel like you have to rush yourself, you need to celebrate the win joe.

i’m going to, we’re going to our go-to bar to celebrate.

oh okay, so are we still gonna get that picture your mom wants?

yeah, why wouldn’t we? just bc im going out to celebrate doesn’t mean im not gonna go talk to you guys. plus i was hoping you’d go with me.

idk joe, i’m pretty tired.

pleeeeeaaaaaaaase??? i want to celebrate this win with you.

fine.

atta girl. i’ll drive you, i don’t planning on getting drunk so i can drive you home too.

okay, sounds like a plan. i’ll see you in a bit, hit the shower and don’t be late to your conference mr. burrow

goin that way rn, ma’am.

“are you texting joe?” - robin

“yup, he just told me he has to shower and then do his press conference before he’ll be out here.” - you

“glad he told someone” - jimmy sighed

“he wants me to go with him to celebrate with the team. so im going with joe when he leaves, no need for you guys to be my ride.” - you

“oh ok” - robin

*time skip*

“hey guys!” - joe

all three of our heads snapped up in joes direction, we were all kind of dazed while staring at the ground waiting for him.

i tackled him in a hug, and he didn’t seem taken back at all when i jumped on him.

“i’m so proud of you.” - you

“won it for you, y/n” - joe

“you’re gonna do great things this year joe, and all the years after that.” - you

“i hope you’re there for all of them” - joe

“i will be, joey.” - you smiled at him as you moved one of his curls out of his face

after that i moved to the side so he could talk to his parents before robin asked to stand together for a picture.

joe had his arm around my back, his big hand on my shoulder as my hand was pressed onto the middle of his back.

“smile!” - robin

she snapped a few pics before showing them to joe and i.

“you make me look so short.” - you jokingly complained

“you make me look so tall.” - joe retorted

“oh whatever” - you laughed as you shoved his chest

joe and i continued to laugh together till robin and jimmy decided to leave, and joe and i were walking to his car.

“im really glad you’re coming with me. you know i dont like settings like that, but you make it more bearable” - joe opened your door for you before he shoveled to the other side and sat down.

“i’m just the best.” - you joked

“you really are.” - joe looked over at you, his eyes going from your eyes to your lips and back.

you didn’t know it, but he wanted to kiss you so bad. hopefully though, if everything goes right tonight, he’ll be able to do that as much as he wants.

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authors note: joes contract extension deserves a new chapter the same day. 😭😭

hope you enjoyed ❤️

[yanderefreud]

also i want you to rank the multiversal stevetonies: 1872, 616, ults, mcu, and any others you want to include ✨

OOOOO BOY. Okay

So number one is extremely unsurprisingly going to be 616. They're the ogs and absolutely no one does it like them. The slow burn, the extremely unresolved homoeroticism, and the angst (the ANGST!!!!!),, all of that is just unparalleled. None can compete with that much lore and all those moments of them just saying sappy gay shit like "you gave me a home" or "i'm not half as good at anything as i am when i'm doing it next to you", or absolutely heart-wrenching things like "it wasn't worth it" or "he loved you, and he admired you, even when you fought"

After some deliberation with my own self I have decided that 1610 (Marvel Ultimates) is my second favourite. I just love the dynamic A LOT. Imagine you're this repressed homosexual man who was transported a billion years into the future and you fall in love with the most obnoxious man ever and then you find out he's dying. The struggle of reconciling with your own self and then trying to pursue something with someone who might as well be dead. There are just so many possibilities

MCU is going to be a respectable third. I have a lot of fondness for it because it is what introduced me to stevetony (when I first saw the helicarrier scene all I remember was thinking "these guys have sexual tension and I want to be there when they resolve it"). One complaint I have is the initial hostility that they had, because I think A LOT of people got hung up on that lmao. I don't really watch marvel movies anymore, not even old ones bc they just make me sad :-(. Still, they have some absolutely incredible moments like "i'm home" or "do you trust me" "i do" and "i thought you and Tony were still gazing into each other's eyes (thanks natasha)"

1872... Oh 1872. I have a lot of feelings and not enough Canon content, and that's the only reason why it's so low on the list. I love how Steve was literally the CATALYST for Tony becoming Iron man like. That is so sick omg... He was so grief-stricken that he literally went mad. I also fucking love their interactions "I think you pulled enough corks for today, Stark. It ain't even noon" "oh why hello there sherif. I guess you have nothing better to do than infringe on my constitutionally guaranteed right to pursue happiness (can't argue w that ngl)"

Avengers Assemble!! I actually fucking love them ngl but the reason why they're number five is that there isn't enough angst. Where is the bloodshed and death and tears????? I need to see grown men crying and screaming in agony thanks. Other than that, I love their dynamic and how fucking domestic they are. They are so married they're making my parents look single omg like GET A ROOM GUYS. My favourite thing that Steve ever said in that show was "iron or not, you're still the man" hell yeah boy get that dick

Marvel's avengers 2020 (the video game!!). God. I did not play it myself but I have seen Stevetony scenes and they are so SICK. Tony being so fucking DEVASTATED at Steve's death is really entertaining and makes me very happy. He should continue being sad hehe >:-))

Other than that, I haven't seen any other universes w them in it. There's EMH, and I'm planning to watch it eventually (I'll let you know what I think!) and as for 3490, I think that needs a separate post in itself. I hope this answered your question hehe ty <33333

[ramblingsofjane]

being a stay at home mom is the most thankless job ever.

I am not enjoying it. And often I feel bad about it because SAHM is a dream for some. When we got pregnant the plan was I was going to work at least one day a week, but when my hubs switched jobs that wasn't really doable anymore. and im so nervous to put my kid in day care. so thats not an option until he's older for us, but I never knew how lonely this would be. and thankless. and moneyless. and retirement-less. I hate having to rely on my husband for retirement. I got a bachelors degree, but had a kid right after and I feel like it was a waste, or im wasting it? idk. And no one ever reaches out to talk or hang out. im just in a forgotten realm of "mom can I watch tv/?." And my husband is great, but he truly just doesn't understand. I wish I could make as much as him, so he can be the stay at home parent. he'd be better at it than i would. maybe. idk. I think everyone thinks they'd love it until they did it. But, I'm def not good at it. On top of it I'm 8 mos pregnant again. We wanted a sibling, bc we are both close to our siblings, but damn I'll be disappointed if they grow up to hate each other. This is the third time I've been sick this pregnancy. the first time in Nov with covid, then a cold in January, and a cold now. Plus I have gestational diabetes. I've felt awful this whole pregnancy. my husband stayed home a couple days this week and im annoyed because he hardly did anything to help. even though we were both sick, me probably more so with the pregnancy. and then he said I feel less rested than if I had gone to work. *Insert eye roll* must be nice to go to fucking work and relax. Today he's at work and im looking around the house like, I have to clean up after him. he made soup and it's still on the stove. from yesterday. did he make any for us? No, just himself. I made the kids brekkie, and lunch, all week. he picked up dinner fro, bk last night. idk man. I just feel so depressed. And we have it good right? A roof over our head, and the food all stocked. There are people starving all over the world and being subjected to genocide, and im complaining about having to stay at home by myself all day. pathetic. IDK. I just made this blog so I could free type my whining and hopefully feel a bit better.

[thekimspoblog]

Friend: been thinking about this (message from earlier today) all day… as someone whose parents didn’t yell and instead opted for passive aggressive, essentially verbally abusive comments and those intense, very obviously displeased looks… it still gets the point across

Me: I mean I definitely borrowed some experiences with my own mom writing this. But I wouldn't say I was going for Kim being verbally abusive. At least she's really trying not to be; like teaching your kid to feel guilt when they've hurt other people isn't PLEASANT but it's kind of something you have to do. Although of course it's a little rich coming from her, but all the more reason she knows the importance of stopping to appreciate when you've fucked up. It's just... she already does this with Jimmy in BCS at points, the primary example being when he REALLY doesn't want to come clean to Irene Landry, but he knows that in addition to feeling like shit himself, Kim will lose all respect for him if he doesn't fix this.

And with Iris it's just... that but a lot more of it all the time. And Iris was a sensitive kid, always wanted mom's approval. She wasn't hard on them when they failed, but she didn't exactly hide when she was pleased, and every deviation from the path was met with a frank no-pressure discussion on how Iris might be making a mistake but ultimately Kim will respect their choice. Again, in a past life George and Howard were here having this same conversation, about how she'd be proud if Iris struck out on their own... but she put ALL THIS WORK into setting up a family business Iris could inherit.

I mean in some ways, the kid raises you. Fille ended up less scarred by the matriarch, simply because she never really gave a shit what Kim thought of her.

But (lightbulb moment) I am absolutely going to have a scene in Kim's living room early in SK, where she has a Joan Crawford movie playing in the background. Little heavy-handed foreshadowing for ya.

Friend: really love me some not-so-subtle foreshadowing, for starters! but I’m curious if there’s a late-night FotD?

Me: I have 2 ideas, one small and one large. The first is Jimmy and Kim sitting the tweens down and lecturing them about pornography. Iris and Fille already for the most part know about the birds and the bees, in that as they grew up the parents just answered any questions honestly. And for the most part, they both want to be the cool parents about this; they don't believe in snooping on your kids' phones. But they still want to emphasize two main things: 1. These are NOT realistic depictions of romance, sexuality, or what a woman should be. 2. Digital security is top priority. The kids aren't stupid, but seriously, no downloading from shady websites, no giving out your passwords, no using the parents' servers AT ALL, and in general don't be yourself online. You're old enough to watch whatever garbage you want; I can't stop you, but DO NOT make it easy for strangers to find you.

The second is much less mundane: Kim is still managing a cattle industry, until animal rights protesters start sabotaging her factories, exposing the brutality, and Kim is forced to investigate. And the twist is no shit Fille was behind it all. This little episode could end one of two ways: either Kim admits that she's been a hypocrite and on the wrong side of this issue, that she needs to find a less bloody source of revenue (although HOW MUCH LESS is a subjective matter). OR! If you want to get a little cartoonish with it, maybe she says she's proud of Fille's gumption... but if she really wants to stop her mother, Kim bids her better luck next time. Next time, maybe she won't get caught.

Friend: two completely opposite sides of the spectrum, I dig it!

I’m more stuck on the second one, like of course Fille’s the one behind the sabotage, but you’d think that Wexler-McGill blood would’ve helped her better carry out her plans. then again, considering the overall luck of both Jimmy and Kim… perhaps not.

Me: I mean she's still a teenager. Even with Iris's help, this is an amateur against a pro.

Besides, say what you will about Kim, but she knows her children.

If anything, the fact that the saboteur used Wexler-McGill's own tactics is what gave it away.

But just the sentiment that she wants her kids to challenge her authority, respects the hell out of it, but that doesn't necessarily mean she's going to change.

She focused most of her energy into raising a fighter with Iris, but she was pleasantly surprised to see that Fille was capable of this. If this was Fille's first serious attempt to rebel, she utterly failed.

Friend: I feel like I can just see the expression on Kim’s face, probably not unlike one she’d flash her darling husband…

I definitely enjoy how Fille is the one to want to refuse the Wexler-McGill way of life

obvious it’s caused a number of problems with Kim, but what do you suppose Jimmy makes of all this? part of me thinks he’s almost excited for her…

Me: In the pit of his gut, Jimmy is genuinely concerned that this lifestyle is pushing his children away. He understands where Fille is coming from, wants to change if it means keeping her around. They both want what's best for the kids, but sometimes this drives a wedge between them, because Kim is consumed in an apocalyptic state of mind, and she's. VERY. PERSUASIVE. She has facts on her side: global warming, the increasing number of droughts, the militarization of the police, the dilution of constitutional rights to the point of meaninglessness. He just nods along, sheepishly conceding points as she fires off all this evidence, and all he has supporting his side is feelings, the argument that "If an 11 year old is threatening to run away THIS FREQUENTLY, maybe we're the problem".

At least for this conflict, he can throw her own talking points back at her: the beef industry contributes tons of methane and CO2, so does she ACTUALLY care about global warming, or is she just trapped in a nihlistic loop where it's okay to speed the process along?

"Come on, Kim. If it were any company besides your own, you'd be monkey-wrenching the slaughterhouses right there with the protesters. You gotta admit Fille's right to call you out on it"

"Of course she's right. But this is bigger than what I'm doing. If she tried to sabotage anyone else's company, she could have gotten seriously hurt if she got caught. These barons don't mess around. Best case scenario, she'd be looking at jail time. So it's a good thing if she practices on me. I don't care if she sees me as the bad guy; I just want her prepared for the worst"

"But a Mom is not supposed to be an obstacle course! A family is supposed to be a safe place to tell the truth; if you start forcing them to conspire against you, what if you succeed? Do you actually want to know what happens next if we encourage this? Because I promise it's not going to sure up our survival like you say you want"

"... Damnit. Okay, it looks like I've been out-voted 3 to 1, so fine. You're in charge of the menu; if you think switching to vegetarian will placate her, I guess that's what we're doing"

He is glad he made these people with her, but the fact is he can see Kim's flaws much more clearly now that he's got two other people to worry about. He feels like he's playing an unwinnable game; he wants to give Fille a normal childhood, but the fact is that was never going to happen, not just because of who Wexler-McGill are, but because normalcy IS disappearing. He's worried that now that they're teenagers, homeschool is blatantly becoming a bootcamp for thieves, but what's the alternative? Send Fille to public school? With the Christian fundamentalist curriculum and the regular shootings?! She wouldn't be safe there either! Nah, he's really worried about Fille, and at least Kim takes his concerns seriously, shares them even: Fille has a gentle soul, and he doesn't want to crush that, but the world is probably going to anyway. She's not scrappy enough to provide for herself, but she's too much of a purist to just accept what her parents are providing for her. Their only consolation is that when they're gone, Iris will be able to look out for her. And even so, they're not so sure.

Kim feels like her own mother was a whetstone she had to sharpen herself against, and sometimes Jimmy has to remind her that that's not normal; he has a similar background, but they shouldn't be TRYING to recreate this dynamic with their own kids. Kim grew up making the best of a bad situation, but that's a far cry from having a GOOD childhood.

Friend: fell asleep. I know the goal is diet narcissist, and I know Kim’s prepping for the worst possible outcome of every situation they encounter… but there isn’t a part of her that wants nothing more than to just be gentle? not like full-on “the kids actually run the house” levels of gentle parenting, but gentle moments in general. I wouldn’t say Kim is an overly warm person, but I wouldn’t say she’s more cold than she is warm, either.

Me: You're right, shouldn't go too extreme in one direction or the other. Work is the main thing that takes her away from her kids, and of course she can be a hardass if they cross her, but I'd say affectionate is still the default with them.

I mean she's gentle even when she's mad at them. Again, time out or even just the classic disappointed look is usually enough to get the point across. And she definitely is transparent with her worries. She hides her thoughts and feelings from everyone else, but her family knows who she really is; the kids understand that she feels like now that they're teenagers, she's in uncharted waters and feels like she's going to get blamed no matter what. And Iris and Fille are a little bit spoiled, they still have those moments of petulant ingratitude all teenagers have. But overall her honesty is rewarded with them stepping up to more responsibility. Even if they fight, it can be done amicably; she just wants them to understand gaining more freedom means more responsibility; that's pretty normal.

Iris KNOWS that they're Kim's pride and joy, and that the tough love is just a part of that. Iris and Kim fight a lot and Iris is definitely more of a daddy's girl, but the respect is clearly there: mother and daughter are just too similar, stubborn and frequently locking horns as a result. Fille's perception of things is that Kim "loves" her, but that love is conditional on her continuing to act like a Wexler-McGill. But Fille is still young and frankly not the best at reading social cues. Kim demonstrates all the time that she just wants Fille to be happy and safe, that she's willing to change course to accommodate Fille's moralizing. I mean Kim just agreed to give up a lucrative steak industry, even though she shares NONE of Fille's vegetarian convictions. She does crap like this all the time, sooner or later Fiille's going to have to stop acting like her parents don't care about her.

I mean you look at Jimmy and Iris spending time together, you can tell how much they love eachother because it's obvious and they have this effervescent way of playing off eachother: they joke around, they hug, they roughhouse. If it's just Kim and Iris hanging out, an observer might think their relationship is cold, but it's really just understated. They can practically read eachother's minds, so they don't really need to talk much. It can look passive aggressive but really they just like giving eachother shit. Mostly you can tell how well Kim and Iris are getting along by how they're dressed. Iris typically dresses more butch/masc than Kim, but in terms of color coordination, the Mini-Me vibes are off the chart sometimes.

When Kim is teaching Iris self-defense, usually she'll give further instruction, constructive criticism: "I can tell you're losing your balance on the follow through with that kick; next time start out with your knees bent lower and keep your weight on your backfoot". But sometimes Kim will just reply with a flat "Good." and a nod. Those are Iris's favorite moments. Kim will barely break from her stern expression, but you can see her smiling with her eyes. She doesn't need to tell Iris she loves them in so many words, because her warmth can be felt; this is her idea of fun. And Iris will smile back, not just happy to have nailed the technique, not just happy to meet their mom's perfectionist standards, but it's this knowing smile they share, that the plan is working, that together they are a force to be reckoned with. Fille doesn't understand the long-game, Jimmy pretends to understand but really he can only see a few steps ahead, but Kim and Iris, they are on the same wavelength, they feel this intergenerational sense of boundless ambition.

Kim and Iris's dynamic is weird because there's clearly the feeling they are both looking into a mirror when they talk to eachother: Kim is painfully self-aware that she's using Iris to get a do-over with her own childhood but as long as Iris is happy why is that so wrong. And when Iris looks at Kim, they do see a hero, a pair of big shoes that Iris would be proud to one day fill. So there is a level of narcissism in their bond, but it's not obsessive, it's just... confident. Once upon a time, Kim carried around a lot of self-loathing, her own childhood trauma making her feel like she wasn't good enough, that anything short of perfection meant she was nobody. But she shed that in 2016, making the choice to let go of the guilt and the shame and love the woman she saw in the mirror each day. If she hadn't done that, she wouldn't have felt her genes were worth passing on. So Kim sees so much of herself in her daughter, sometimes it still terrifies her, but it's also clearly why she needs Iris to grow up loving themselves, trusting their instincts, not feeling like their self-esteem needs to come from anyone else.

She did heap praise more overtly on Iris when she was a small child, cheering excitedly at every little accomplishment, pinning the crayon drawings to the fridge etc. But Iris is old enough now that that kind of parental enthusiasm would be embarrassing if Kim did it in public, and she knows that. It says enough about how much she loves them, that she sets expectations high but not unreasonably high, she encourages them even as she points out how to improve, and when Iris finally succeeds, Kim doesn't need to say anything because that feeling of achievement speaks for itself.

If anything, if Kim said something like "That was great, Iris! That was really good" Iris would just say "I know you're patronizing me; that's not what you say when you're actually impressed. Just tell me what I'm doing wrong so we can move on to the next thing"

And Kim would say "Ok fine, your letter to the president did not need this second paragraph"... assuming they are now doing homework together and not martial arts.

💡 At some point Iris picks up a love for greek philosophers and that becomes something they share together

Kim doesn't scream. She doesn't berate. She doesn't resort to physical discipline. She's never needed to. She can impart so much mom-guilt with just a disappointed look and a few cutting words. A command for obedience disguised as her having "faith that you'll make the right choice". If she really was such a warm and loving person, then why did Iris grow up so afraid of her? Why was everyone so afraid of her? Love was unconditional, but friendship required being able to read her mind.

[emeralddaydream]

𝙺𝚒𝚝 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚂𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍

Kit x Fem!Reader

A/N: So, this wasn't what I'd planned on posting next, but I've been going through some things, and my brain has just not been cooperating. Sigh. But, I've been in a very dad!character mood lately, so I thought I'd give y'all some more of my take on dad!Kit bc I love him💜 I hope you like it!!

Your daughter’s only seven months old when she gets ill for the first time.

Being that you and Kit are both first-time parents, the entire experience is beyond overwhelming.

You're awoken in the morning, not long after Kit leaves for work, to the sound of her cries. She doesn't stop for hours, eventually tiring herself out enough to fall asleep.

While she’s down, you decide to make a quick phone-call to Kit.

You don’t call him at work very often, but you're worried; you hate seeing your baby so upset.

“Hey, sugar.” Kit presses the phone into his shoulder so that he can wipe some grease on his pants, before taking the receiver in his hands again. “What’s up?”

“Kit, it’s Y/D/N.” You’re pacing back and forth in the kitchen, tugging at the phone cord anxiously. “I think something’s wrong.”

“What do you mean?” Kit does his best to hide the alarm in his voice, but you're not fooled.

“She’s had a cough since this morning, wouldn't stop crying, I've never seen her like this... She’s finally asleep now, but I took her temperature before putting her down, and she’s definitely got a fever.” You’re trying hard to keep your tears at bay, but your bottom lip is quivering, panic beginning to set in. “What do I do?”

“Grab your jacket.” You hear Kit pull away from the phone for a moment, hear his muffled words as he speaks to someone. “Y/N? I’ll be there in ten minutes to pick you up. We’ll take her to the hospital.”

The baby wakes as soon as you pick her up from her crib, whimpering and whining the entire ride to the hospital.

Kit does his best to comfort her while also paying attention to the rode. He tells her over and over again that everything's going to be okay, occasionally reaching a hand out to stroke her pudgy little arms.

As soon as you arrive a the hospital, the baby's reaching for Kit, and he happily takes her in his arms as the three of you are led to a private room where you're told that a nurse will be with you shortly.

Kit leans back one of the chairs in the corner, the baby resting against his chest, looking up at her father with beautiful brown eyes that match his own.

While Kit has a hushed conversation with the baby, you move to a small shelf against the wall, grabbing a few of picture books before returning to your seat.

After the nurse arrives to take the baby's vitals, the two of you take turns reading to her while you await the doctor.

She really doesn't have any idea what either of you are saying, but is engaged all the same, simply enjoying the sounds of your voices, even letting out a few strained giggles of her own.

By the time Kit finishes the third book, her eyes are drooping, and she's nearly asleep again when the doctor knocks softly, before opening the door.

It doesn't take him long at all to figure out what the issue is; your baby has gotten her first cold.

You let out a relieved sigh at the diagnosis, knowing that this will at least be an easy fix, and that as long as you follow doctor's orders, your little one should be feeling better in no time.

When you arrive back home, the baby's more than ready to eat so you feed her and give her a quick bath before handing her off to Kit, who changes her into a cozy pair of pajamas.

You take the opportunity to take a quick shower of your own, and when you make your way back into your daughter's room, your heart nearly melts.

"Well, what do we have here?" you ask, stepping quietly over to the rocking chair where Kit sits, your daughter in his arms. She smiles sleepily as he hums soothing tunes in her ear.

"We're waitin' for you to come say goodnight, momma," he smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek when you lean down to grab onto her tiny hand.

"Goodnight, sweetheart. I love you," you whisper, reaching out to move to some hair that's fallen onto her forehead, quickly noticing the change in her temperature. "Her fever's gone down." You sigh in relief as Kit yawns, running a hand gently along her back as her eyelids get heavier. "Maybe she'll feel better in the morning."

"I hope so. I hated seeing her so upset today." He recalls how upset she'd been when he'd picked the two of you up this afternoon, a frown on his face.

"You did such a good job taking care of her, though You always do." You smile at the sound of your daughter's gentle snores, her little face burrowing into Kit's neck. "You really are the best dad, you know that?"

"And you're the best mom," he replies, pressing a loving kiss to your lips before carefully lifting himself from the chair so that he lay the baby down. As the two of you stand there, watching the little angel, Kit's hand pressed against yours on the railing of her crib, you're overcome with a sense of adoration for the both of them; you're thankful to whatever or whoever decided to bless you with the perfect little family.

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[daybreakx]

✦ son of zeus jonghyun x child of hades reader.

✦ warnings: inaccuracies to pjo universe, also i got overly excited bc this is my ult bias and this ended up being longer than planned, whoops.

✦ children of the gods masterlist. ⎪Kes’ masterlist

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Being a child of the Big Three wasn't a very good thing. You know, apart from the fact that you were supposed to be 'more powerful' than other demigods, that also made you a lot more of a target. But you knew you were safe as long as you stayed in Camp Half-blood. You enjoyed it a lot, though some of the campers found you a bit intimidating because of who your godly parent was. That lead to keep a little more to yourself until a very extroverted son of Hermes decided to adopt you as his friend.

Ren was as outgoing and nice as much as he was chaotic. Which meant that you ended up in trouble thanks to him quite often, no matter how much anyone tried to keep Ren’s mischievous mind under control, it never worked. The only one who could talk some sense into him was Jonghyun, the obviously admired and respected son of Zeus.

Despite being one of Ren’s closest friends, you could never find it in you to become close to Jonghyun. He seemed like too much in his own way: too good, too sympathetic, too naïve at times, but that was precisely what made him a natural leader in the camp.

“Guess what’s happening today!” Ren barged in the cabin like it was his own, shaking your body as you hid under the covers.

“I don’t know, but it better be important, or else I’ll kill you.” you glared at him, pulling the sheets off.

“Chariot races!” he cheered, ignoring your attitude, “And guess who’s going to win?”

“Someone from the Apollo cabin?” you suggested, in aims of pissing him off. Ren had never been able to win a race, no matter who his partner was, and since you had refused him several times, he had desisted in asking you again.

“Very funny.”

“Well, get ready, I’ll meet you over there. Who’s going to be your partner-in-defeat this time?”

“This time I’m sure I’m going to win, you’ll see.”

Clicking your tongue, you watched him leave, already expecting the complaints that would fill your days for at least a week about how close he was to win, but the other team or his partner, whoever the poor unfortunate soul was this time, did everything wrong.

“Hey,” Jonghyun beamed when he saw you approach the circle of campers who were eager to get the chariot races going.

“Hi” you smiled back at him, searching around for Ren, until he showed himself, followed by one of his siblings.

“Who else is competing today?” one of the Ares kids questioned, almost bored.

“The emo kid and Mr. Thunder,” Ren smirked, pointing at Jonghyun and you.

“What did you just call me?” you gasped, causing the rest of the campers to stifle a laugh.

“Oh come on, neither of you ever compete, it’ll be fun! A team by two children of the Big Three.” Ren insisted, causing another round of whispers around the campers, agreeing with him that they never actually saw you or Jonghyun when it came to competing. You practiced on your own or with Ren, and Jonghyun was a lot more about teaching others than liking to win.

“If it’s a challenge you can’t back down,” the Ares kid spoke again, looking at Ren and then back at you “So is it?”

“It is,” Ren called.

“I really hate him sometimes,” it was supposed to be a whisper to yourself but Jonghyun chuckled too, shaking his head.

“We’ll do it if that’s what you want.” Jonghyun agreed, looking at you waiting for the approval you’d just given by saying you hated Ren, so you just nodded as well.

Of course, you barely had any time to prepare for it, but you did your best, taking care of the chariot and adding a couple things that you thought could be useful, not to mention that the enormous black horses were your thing as well. Jonghyun was pretty much agreeing with everything you said and adding a couple of things of his own, but the two of you agreed that you wouldn’t really ‘cheat’, though knowing Ren, playing a hundred percent fair wasn’t his thing.

“Are you ready?” Ren asked the moment he saw you, eyeing Jonghyun and then your chariot, a slight frown on his features, but he recovered his smirk almost as quickly.

“Are you ready?” you mocked in a high-pitch tone, “Yes we are ready, I will kick your ass,”

“We,” Ren corrected, “You’re a team.”

Jonghyun laughed, “You don’t really want us both to do it,”

“Well, we’ll see anyways,” Ren was being extremely confident in finally winning, which he would later regret.

Everyone in camp was actually shocked at how good Jonghyun and you were together. With him in control of driving the chariot and you defending, Ren and his partner didn’t even get to finish the laps before their chariot crumbled to pieces while yours was almost intact.

“You were saying?” you laughed as the son of Hermes walked towards you, Jonghyun was already surrounded by a bunch of campers who were congratulating him and cheering.

“I can’t believe you won! How did you do it?” Ren frowned “I was so sure I’d get it this time, Jonghyun can’t even ride a bike and I thought you’d be too distracted by how much you like him!”

“Ren, shut up!” as you threw yourself at him to cover his mouth, he took a step back.

“Oh, you thought I wouldn’t notice?” He laughed but still lowered his voice “I see it in your eyes,”

“Stop it, I don’t— stop—”

“What are you talking about?” Jonghyun finally came back to you wearing his usual gentle smile, but before either of you could reply he continued speaking: “I guess we make a good team, don’t we?” he hesitated to place a hand on your shoulder, so he let it fall back to his side.

Ren grinned, hugging both of you by the shoulders and squeezing hard, making your shoulders and cheeks touch. “Adorable. You can thank me later.”

“He’s right though, I can’t even ride a bike”. Jonghyun added as you watched Ren leave to meet his siblings. Your soul almost left your body as he spoke, thinking he had probably heard the rest of the sentence. “Come on, we still have to get our laurel wreaths,” he smiled, though there was something different in the gleam of his eyes when he met your gaze, his hand indicating for you to lead the way.

[moxy-fruitbat]

My bf is acting weird as fuck: A logical breakdown

My boyfriend is acting weird. Not the normal weird, but like. Suspicious weird. But like. Good suspicious weird. Here's the breakdown.

Exhibit A:

A few weeks ago I walked in on him just sitting on the bed with his head resting on his hands and a bigbdumb goofy smile on his face. I asked him what he's thinking about and he quickly responds with "oh! Um. Nothing."

Sure. This may be unrelated to the rest, but he's usually a very stoic person. It's a bit out of the ordinary to see him with a "so in love" face on.

Exhibit B:

His New Year's resolution is that he wants to pay off his credit card debt, because he had car troubles that racked up a lot of stuff. When I asked him a few months ago he said the debt wasn't that bad, and his car troubles were almost two years ago.

Why would he suddenly have so much more credit card debt?

Exhibit C:

I surprised him by coming home from holiday vacation/visiting my parents a day early. He was at work at the time, but texted me to ask me to not go in his home office.

He said it was gross because he was sick a few days ago and there were tissues everywhere. He's kinda a neat freak, so why would he leave it gross for multiple days? And this is the first time I had heard that he was sick.

I think there was something in there that he didn't want me to see. He later cleaned it up so I could go it, but I'm not gonna snoop bc that's rude.

Exhibit D:

Yesterday I had a doctor's appointment, and when I came back he jokingly said he was "pulled a Hannah today" (that's me, btw). When I asked what that meant, he said he was looking at apartments for rent and houses to buy in Chicago, where we plan to move to in August. I look for apartments all the damn time, but he always tells me that I'm getting ahead of myself and we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.

Why is he suddenly so interested in future planning?

Exhibit E:

He was watching my cats for me while I was out of town, so he had access to my house without me there for a week.

My claddagh ring was missing when I came home.

To be fair, I lose shit all the time, so it may just be missing.

Exhibit F:

We both have tomorrow off of work, and he asked if I'd be interested in going for a "long walk" at a park, "maybe one we haven't been to in a while?". Now, we hike all the time, and the hikes are always long, we've never had to specify it. I said sure and asked if he had any place in mind. He said Maumee Bay State Park, which we haven't been to since we went on a picnic during our first month of dating. It was one of our first big dates.

Why does he want to go there, of all places? It's kinda out of the way, and it's defo way to cold to swim in the bay.

Conclusion:

Ya girl Moxy scheduled a manicure appointment because he fucking bought a ring. It's proposal time, baybee. It's a proposal.

I obvs won't let him know that I know, and I'm def gonna say yes, but like. Holy shit I'm excited. And also nervous for some reason? I have a therapist appointment tomorrow right before and I can't wait to talk to her about this.

And if he doesn't propose, at least I'll have nice nails when I ask him why the fuck has he been acting so fucking weird!!

[sunflowerrboyy]

tw mention of sh, suicide etc. spolier: its a happy ending for me

so uh. i wanted to share this bc i am really proud of how far i've come and maybe if someone was in my shoes this could show that it can get better.

so a year ago i was pretty much the lowest i could get. i was in a horrible depressive episode, in the middle of a tough sh addiction and stuck in a emotionally and a semi physically abusive really bad household. and i thought i was at the end. that was it. i didn't know what to do with my life, i was stuck at the bottom. i had almost let my grades slip senior year, i wasn't eating, i spent most of my days isolated in my darkened godawful messy room from anybody that had semi been nice to me, the aggression from my parents i was taking out on myself, i was a gross mess that didn't have the energy for showers, and on top of all that i was a closeted queer trans guy and i didn't know who i could trust. i couldn't take it any longer. and i tried 3 times to end it.

and thankfully i failed.

and a year later i'm still here. and just over 6 months clean from sh.

and today i felt okay. i got to spend time with my dogs and my loving grandparents that took me in. i got to watch the little birds eat seed from the feeder out on the back deck. i sat outside and watched the sunset and felt the cool breeze whispering that fall was near. i haven't spoken to my parents in months. i planned out what colleges i'm going to try and transfer to. i spent most of my day out of my room. i've been playing my guitar more. i've been cooking and trying out new recipes.

it does get better.

not to say that it's not still hard. there are certain things that i hear or see that remind me of what i went through and that's terrifying in the moment. i still get nightmares that i'm trapped in my old house. i still get those damn sh urges at times. and that's difficult.

but my life is remarkably better than it was a year ago, and little 12yr old me would be shocked to see that i'm still here lol.

i'm still here :) <3