#Bison is home 😭

[dramalove247]

still haven't recovered

🐈 Kat knows me so well! Episode 9 healed so many wounds!!! It took everything in my power not to watch the teaser for next week, but I barely survived last week and I want to enjoy the warm fuzzies for a while.

[theplantbish]

@punanenmarli moments after stepping into my apartment for the first time: you have a lot of plants here

......yeah where do you think the username comes from 😂

[vamp0rivm]

Can u do a drabble or hcs on cuddling Ellie?

Ur writing is so good I love everything U write :>

WREATHE

warnings: not much, mostly fluff, basically the rq, mdni with my account tho😏

a/n: IM SO SORRY THIS HAS BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR I KID YOU NOT LIKE HALF A YEAR IM GENUINELY SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME 😰 thank you so much for sending the rq even though i took the piss responding, also this is a drabble bc i don’t think i’d be good at doing hcs 😭 i have some shit coming up at uni so i prolly won’t put anything out for a while but i have an idea for a new fic in the drafts !!! very excited…

ramadan has started which means israel’s violence against the Palestinian people will worsen as it does every year, purely for the sake of inflicting even more psychological torture on them. please, now more than ever, pray for them if you’re religious, talk about palestine, boycott, protest, strike, donate if you can, contact the people in charge. don’t let people forget. here’s a link to some details on the situation. everybody stay safe 💗.

10:47 - you return from a strenuous day of patrol and odd jobs around Jackson. You’re slightly tipsy, a drink or two from the Tipsy Bison churning a pool of warmth within your stomach.

The place is stagnant when you push the door open, as if coming home to nobody.

Ellie must’ve gone to bed early today.

You drift to the bathroom despite the fact that the house feels apocalyptic, and sit in the gentle rush of water, scrubbing your skin weakly with aching arms.

When you enter your room, everything is still, except for the rhythmic rise and fall of Ellie’s figure beneath the covers on the bed backed against the wall.

You throw the dampened towel that is slung over your shoulder carelessly and walk over to the bed, gently settling beside her.

For a while, you feel content. Sleep is lulling you in, the room is shadowy, the bed is warm, and the sound of Ellie’s deep-sleep-breaths (totally not snores at all, she swears) are soft like TV static in the back of your mind.

Your eyes are on the verge of fluttering closed for the last time tonight so you turn onto your side and nestle into yourself.

Then, there’s a harsh jolt and the bed shifts. You can feel Ellie’s puzzled gaze raking over you, the realisation that you’re home setting in, and your lips twist into a smile subconsciously. The night rarely ends without the inebriating buzz of affection.

A quiet sigh escapes the enclosure of her blush-pink lips before she reclines into the pillows once more, eyes never leaving the still curvature of your figure. Not a moment passes and her arms encircle your waist, warmth embracing your torso and pressing against your hair like a wreathe of absolute comfort.

A barely audible mumble tickles the helix of your ear,

“Hey, babe,” accompanied by the phantom touch of her lips against your cheeks in her half-asleep state. You scrunch your nose before turning into the love she offers you.

“Hey, Els.”

You begin to mumble butterfly details about the happenings of the day as you feel the surface of her skin raise with goosebumps under the delicate tracing of your fingertips - down her bare thighs, along the round of her hip, along her stomach and under her boobs - easing airy chuckles out of her.

“Whatcha doin’?”

“Hm? Nothin’…”

You can already picture the smirk on her dazed face,

“Ya sure there? You want somethin’, babe?”

A playful scoff and she’s looking at you with feigned shock against the weight of tired eyelids,

“Can’t I feel you? I just wanna be close to you,”

“I’d say we’re pretty close, ya know?”

“Never close enough,” you clarify and the rasp of her laugh fades into silence and she presses a kiss onto your head, and then another, straining her neck till she’s face to flushed and grinning face, stringing a blizzard of soft, dewy kisses across it.

“Alright, alright!”

“One more- mwah,” she smacks her lips against your scrunched up mouth aggressively, leaving a gross patch of saliva, and smiles dumbly to herself, tightening the hold of her arms around you to which you groan.

Tight against her gentle sway, she mutters a quiet confirmation,

“Never close enough,” and then runs the rough pads of her fingertips along the expanse of your skin, lingering a moment on your thighs.

It’s like the rustle of a spring breeze and it draws your eyes to a close.

As you drift further from the surface, you feel the soft tingle of Ellie’s foot nudging your ankle and the distant haze of her voice whispering,

“You sure you don’t want anything, baby?” and you’re asleep.

also, absolutely no one asked for this but here are some pictures of my fat ass cat (cutest patootie evah 😆😆):

[rottenpumpkin13]

Someone PLEASE show Angeal copy-cat recipes so the man can enjoy his hobby again 😭

 

–🪷

If you mean recipes that replicate restaurant/ chain foods, it's Angeal's ultimate dream and everyone else's absolute nightmare.

*In the car*

Sephiroth: May we stop for Midgar Burger?

Angeal: We have Midgar Burger at home! I copied the recipe exactly—I used ground bison instead of the standard beef, replicated their seasoning blend, and made the buns from scratch. Tastes just like the real thing!

Sephiroth: That doesn't sound very appetizing.

Angeal: Saving 42 gil per meal tastes great. I don't know what you mean.

Zack: Ooh, look, a Chocobo Ice Cream stand! Can we stop?

Angeal: We have Chocobo Ice Cream at home! I found a recipe online, churned it myself, and used locally sourced chocobo eggs. Doesn't that sound delicious?

Zack, concerned for the eggs: NO?

Genesis: Oh, look, there's that new noodle shop. We should grab some handmade Wutai soba noodles.

Angeal: We have Wutai soba at home! I made soba using zucchini instead of noodles.

Sephiroth: YOU'VE GONE TOO FAR.

[hazashiovo]

Oo can you do one abt domestic moments with Korra, Kuvira, Mako and Bolin? I feel like it’d be very cute and fluffy

Anything for u 🫵

One of the many domestic moments you have together, is reading while snuggled up on the couch or the bed in your shared room.

Kuvira would have one arm wrapped around your shoulder while holding a book about Earth Kingdom. Your head comfortably pressed on her chest listening to her beating heart while she reads to you in a soft spoken voice.

Of course you pay attention to what she reads,but it doesn't mean you take your eyes off her beautifully sculpted face, analyzing the expression she makes when reading certain sentences.

Like I mentioned in my previous Bolin fic, he's the type to cook for you. And on certain occasions the two of you find yourself in the kitchen.

Whether what you prepare is dinner,or breakfast it's something you cling into.

Sometimes when you get home ,Bolin is halfway cooking something so you just decide to join.

Music would echo through the kitchen while you're skillfully chopping some vegetables for your chosen dinner.

Hit with a surge of affection, Bolin would sneak behind you slightly moving his body with the music, placing his hands around your waist and leaving small kisses on the back of your neck, making you giggle quietly. A smile placed on both of your lips.

Long comfortable conversations about your future and past, ideas on life and possible theories.

Mako would say his part,how he imagined his life when he was little and what he achieved so far. Memories from his childhood would surface to you, bringing a smile on your face.

And you would ask theoretical questions,like if you would be together in every universe,or if things would go different,would you still be togheter? Would you ever even meet?

He would ease your minds by giving you a kiss on the forehead,then out of nowhere would tickle attack you, making you unable to breath trough your histerical laughter.

(I forgot Abt Korra 😭)

Spirit world is the place we're the two of you are most at peace.

Both sprawled on the soft grass staring at the sky, trying to figure out what forms each cloud has it's a great couple activity.

Korra would stay with her head on your belly pointing at the sky, claiming she saw a sky bison cloud.

You would chuckle,and tell her that they're actually two bisons. Just like you two are here, maybe they have a cute little bison family.

Who knows.

[atinylittlepain]

Unexpected expectings universe where Joel loves their kids so much it makes him selfish and he wants another. So they’re fucking and he’s begging to come inside her and for another baby 😭

so here's the thing

warnings | 18+ alcohol consumption, allusions to smut

having Libby was already a huge emotional, psychological, logistical challenge for the both of them. i just don't think they'd ever even consider having another baby, at least not when they're in their right minds.

however...

There is one time, a little bit after Libby's second birthday, that Tommy manages to get Joel completely sloshed at the Tipsy Bison after a shift. The stubborn fool just cannot back down from a challenge, something that Tommy knows all too well, and had used to his advantage when he bet Joel that he could outdrink him.

Joel goes stumbling home, and when he finds his woman sitting on the couch, bare legs up while she reads a book, his mind goes a little paleolithic.

All she gets from him is a warbly smile before he's literally laying down on top of her, burying his face in her neck and taking a deep inhale of her scent.

"Smell so good, darlin. Always smell so good- and soft-" he cuts himself off with a hiccup that jostles the both of them with its force.

"So soft and pretty- I wanna-" another hiccup, her frustration growing as his words slobber over her neck.

"Wanna see you all soft and round again- give you another-" hiccup, she shoves at his shoulders, trying to get him to at least lift his face from where he's nuzzling into her shoulder now.

"Give you another baby" Oh shit. She freezes under him, before pressing her palm to his forehead to finally get him to look at her. His eyes are glassy, a dopey little smile hanging on his lips, and it all clicks for her.

"How much have you had to drink?" He grunts, shrugging a little. The moment she takes her hand away from his forehead, his face drops back down into her neck, a little "oof" leaving his lips.

"C'mon, mama. You're so- so good with our girls- lemme give you another one." His words are a thick slur, mumbled together between startling hiccups. She's heard quite enough, threading her fingers through his hair and tugging lightly to coax his head back up.

"Oh, Joel. What am I gonna do with you?" His sweet little smile turns into a smarmy grin at that.

"Well I've got a few thoughts actually." She has to laugh. It's rare to see Joel Miller so completely off his head. Unfortunately, he takes her giggling as a good sign, and swoops in for a sloppy kiss. The taste of him confirms her suspicions, and she promptly shoves him off of her. He flops back against the couch cushions, wiping his mouth with the back of his forearm.

"You want it like that tonight? I don't mind it a little rough, darlin." Jesus h. christ. She's never going to let him live this down.

She wordlessly gets up off the couch, grabbing both his wrists to haul him up onto his feet. He slings his arm over her shoulders, hanging a lot of his weight off her as he noses at the side of her face, all while she tries to drag him further through the house.

"You takin me upstairs, mama? I like it when you take charge." She passes right by the stairs, hauling him to the back of the house and out the backdoor, onto the porch in their backyard. She manages to get him down the stairs of the porch and onto the grass, the stupid grin on his face still present as he looks down at her.

"What're we doing out- outside?" It's more of a whine than a question as he tosses his head back on his neck. She has to stifle another laugh.

"You stay right there, ok? I'll be right back with a surprise." That grabs his attention fast, his eyebrows shooting up his forehead.

"A surprise?" She nods, trying to look as serious as possible.

"Mmhmm, but you have to wait right there." When it seems like he really is going to stay in place, after a few failed attempts in which she had to shove him back by his shoulders, she turns to walk around the side of the house. She cranks on the spigot to the garden hose, unraveling it and dragging it back with her.

He grins at her when she pops back around into the backyard, opening his arms out wide.

"I'm ready for my surprise, dar-" Joel doesn't get to finish that particular sentence, not when he yelps as she pulls the hose from behind her back and sprays him with a jet of cold water. She drenches him, even as he lets out a string of curses. His shirt is soaked, sticking to his chest, and his jeans are a much darker shade of blue. His eyes are wide as he looks at her, stuck shocked where he stands.

"When you're sobered up and done acting like a fool you can come inside and dry off."

The next morning, squinting behind a pounding headache, he has to beg her not to tell Tommy about what happened. He'd never let him live it down. She agrees, but on the condition that he has to take on toilet training Libby.

[amyispxnk]

My Kind of Woman

Chapter 3: Moron.

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Series summary - Your song captivates Joel the second he hears you that night in Jackson, but he struggles to work up the courage to confess his feelings. With some (very heavy) encouragement from Ellie and Tommy, you two get closer and closer until he finally thinks he’s ready.

Chapter summary - It’s time for you and Joel’s Friday night guitar session…

A/N: FIRSTLY. IM SO SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER TOOK SO LONG. I’ve had the most hectic few months and been caught up with work and whatnot, so yeah, I’m really really sorry!! Secondly, I was absolutely not planning on taking this route but it just happened, okay???? Sorry, again. 😭

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: slight fluff, a little angst, language

DO NOT COPY THIS FIC IN ANY WAY PLS AND TY.

Just breathe.

You keep repeating that in your mind as you pace your room, looking over your clothes and checking your hair in the mirror. Overthinking, as always, when you see yourself and contemplate why you chose this sweater instead of that other one in your closet, or why you decided to try out a new hairstyle specifically for this dat-

It’s not a date.

It’s not a date.

You’re just meeting up with your incredibly attractive 53 year-old ‘guy friend’ for some casual dinner and casual guitar on a casual Friday evening. That’s it, nothing more, nothing less.

God, you really need to get a hold of yourself, you say to your reflection in the mirror.

10 long minutes pass before you hear the soft rapping on your front door.

You take a deep breath, smoothing down your clothes, before opening it to reveal-

Ellie.

Her hair tied in a knotty ponytail and her cheeks flushed, nose tipped red, from the cold that Jackson almost always houses.

“Ellie! Hi. What’re you-” you begin after working past your surprise, having expected a burly old man and definitely not this little girl at your door.

“Joel wanted me to tell you that he’s really sorry he can’t come see you today because he has to do something and he- yeah. That’s it, actually.” She blurts out, lips pressed together and her eyes wide and inquisitive whilst she waits for your response.

You try, you really try, to not completely deflate as you register what she’s just told you, but.. how can you not?

You’d made dinner, gotten dressed, brushed up on your 90s guitar songs (since you figured that’s what he’d want to play with you), all for him to stand you up? And then send his daughter - or whatever she is to him - to tell you?

And, of course, Ellie notices when your shoulders slump and you bite your lip, glancing away. The thing is, she’s very good at seeing the emotions people try to conceal, but she’s also very good at confronting them about it in the same instant.

For you, she tries to be gentle about it.

“I’m sorry.. He did say he was really sorry. I, um, I know that you were probably really excited about it… You look really nice.” She offers weakly, to which you give an equally weak smile.

“Thanks, hon.” You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose as you glance behind you at the food on the stove and the guitar propped up against your couch.

“What’re you making?” She says after a moment, trying not to peek around your shoulder into your home since Joel told her that that was rude.

“Oh, just.. Just some chicken thing…”

She looks at you expectantly, and you decide that you shouldn’t let the food go to waste, knowing you can’t finish it all by yourself.

“You wanna come in?”

She nods eagerly, giving in and hurrying inside.

“Wowwww so this is the famous guitar, huh?” She smirks, palm brushing over your guitar, the one you use for your Tipsy Bison gigs.

“Yeah. That’s the one.” You smile softly, looking down at the instrument. It’s definitely.. a little weathered, but it does the job well.

It’s not long before you and Ellie are sat at the table, talking about whatever random topics her mind comes up with, finishing and cleaning up whilst she asks about your guitar and if you can play some songs for her.

You pause, not really feeling up to it after the disappointment you’d experienced this evening, still not feeling better even with Ellie’s amusing company.

But then you see the pleading look in her eyes, and you know you can’t fight it.

“Okay. Any particular songs you want me to play for you?”

The two of you get set up on your couch, and you look up at her expectantly.

She doesn’t reply, but she seems to be deep in thought, brows knitted.

“I don’t really know many..” she eventually says, frowning slightly.

You hum in thought, idly strumming as you think.

“Well.. there’s this one I always liked when I was a kid. It’s called Santeria.” You say after a moment, and she just nods, waiting for you to start.

You begin playing, losing yourself in the chords and gently nodding your head along to the beat as you start to sing.

I don’t practice Santeria

I ain’t got no crystal ball

Well, I had a million dollars

But I, I’d spend it all

Despite having heard you singing and playing many times before, she still listens to you playing the song with awe visible in her expression, applauding as you smile bashfully when the song ends.

“Dude, you’re so fucking good at guitar! That was so cool. Wow.” She beams, and you thank her before putting your guitar away, much to her protest.

“Go on, it’s getting late now.” You say, gently ushering her to leave. You love her, and you love kids in general, but you’re tired and you honestly want to go and cry, the nauseating feeling of heartbreak settling deep in your bones. Because that’s what it is. You found yourself falling for a man who stood you up the first chance he got. You realise you’ve been seeing it all through rose-tinted glasses - every time you talked, it was when you sat down with him, or you sped your pace to catch up with him in the street. Never him going out of his way for you.

Of course, what you didn’t realise was that Joel was just painfully petrified at the prospect of seeing you tonight. He’d used some bullshit excuse that he had to go help Tommy secure the wall right now, when he didn’t even need to do it, and they were not doing it right now.

But what was he meant to do? He didn’t deserve you, and he knew he’d just go and mess things up anyway, because that’s just how he is. Then he realises that he’s already gone and messed it up, just by not coming to see you this evening. Shit. He’s a total idiot. How long since he sent Ellie to go talk to you? Maybe he’d have enough time before she comes back?

He’s pacing around downstairs when she throws the door open, droning a very long “JOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEL!”, and he knows he’s in trouble now.

“You- fucking- idiot! Dude, why the fuck- Why would you stand her up? I thought you had to go check the fence but clearly fucking not! Oh my god.” She groans, shaking her head.

“She’s so cool, and she let me stay with her for dinner and she played some sick-ass guitar for me, and she let me talk about whatever I wanted and she actually listened and- and even though I had a great time, the only reason it happened is because you stood her up! What the fuck, man?” She says, exasperated.

He just stares at her, having nothing to say, because she is completely right in her judgement.

“I’m a moron.” He mumbles to himself, running a palm down his face with a deep sigh.

“Yeah, y’ fuckin’ are.” She mutters back, before looking up at him.

“You have to fix this. I swear. If she hates you then she won’t wanna talk to me either, and I am not having that. So- figure something out. Night, man.” She says, exiting through the back door to go over to the garage, leaving him to have his crisis in peace.

–

“School’s closed for the weekend so I won’t be able to talk right now-”

“It’s me.”

You look up from your desk where you had been scribbling away at some lesson plans for your art class, stunned into silence as your words disappear, Joel Miller at the door of your classroom.

You collect yourself to make sure you don’t sound too pissed off when you greet him, but he still winces when you grate out his name, voice too high-pitched and face too smiley for it to seem natural.

He steps forward, gently closing the door behind him and looking down at the floor, looking almost.. nervous? Joel Miller is nervous? To talk to you?

Your brows knit as you wait for him to speak, turning back to your work when he suddenly speaks up.

“Look, I- I wanted to- fuck, I had a whole thing planned out but- I just wanted to say that I’m sorry.” He says, stumbling through his words.

“That’s okay.” You say, not even looking at him, feeling quite indifferent to it now that it’s been an entire week. And from the fact that his apology wasn’t really much of an apology.

You look back up at him, eyebrows raised, and he sighs heavily.

“You know I ain’t good at this, sweetheart, I just- I really am sorry.. I got… I got scared.” He says, trailing off in uncertainty by the end, looking at you pleadingly.

There’s that pet name again, the heat still rushing to your cheeks despite the annoyance you feel with him now.

You shake your head slightly, sighing again in frustration.

“You got scared? Really? God, Joel, you’re really telling me you decided to stand me up like that because you were scared?”

Your jaw clenches as you try to hold your tongue, not wanting to yell at him.

He opens his mouth to speak, but you cut him off once more.

“Thank you for coming to talk to me, Joel. Please could you leave my classroom now?”

And then he knows he has completely fucked up. He had already made you - the town’s sunshine - upset, and now you were probably even more angry with him.

Ultimately, your reaction was completely valid. How could you know why he did that to you? You didn’t know about all he had lost, how he feared that getting close to you in this way would just result in even more loss and heartbreak, how he felt unworthy of anything good to come into his life, like you.

He’s at a loss for words, staring into your hard gaze, nodding before he turns and leaves the room.

Thank you sm for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated 💞

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[pluviophile6104]

The hand placement and the looks... Oh they're so boyfriends 😭 I wonder if this is Kant's home or his workplace because of the tattoo tools and if he's gonna tattoo bison in this scene or practice on him beforehand or this is just bison visiting his bf and things happened to be there, probably this one, anyway *screaming* *waiting patiently* *failing to do so* I just dk 😫

[messrmoonyy]

- of smoking and dancing

Tess servopoulos x reader

Request- I know smoking is bad but seeing gifs of Anna smoking made me desperate to see Tess smoking it’s so hot somehow 😭😭 flirting and sharing a pack? Ahhhhhhh! ‘ combined with a bunch of requests for some kind of fluffy follow up to this drabble here

Warnings- I guess slightly ooc Tess. Shes a little awkward. A little soft. ( WC- 2.2k )

A/N- don’t smoke kids lmao. I really didn’t feel like posting this tbh. Some of my tess readers have been VILE in my ask box lately. Pls remember I am a human being. And not a word machine ready to churn out fic as you demand it.

Tess masterlist

“ you are a hard woman to find “ Tess tensed slightly as you spoke behind her, her hand loitering a little awkwardly half raised between her mouth and her side, cigarette balancing between her fingers. She collected herself quickly, bringing it back to her lips.

“ maybe you just don’t look hard enough “ that made you laugh a little, the small quiet kind meant to be shared between two people only. The kind that meant you weren’t trying to draw attention.

In all honesty she liked to think she was a little hard to find. Prided herself on her ability to go unnoticed when she chose it, slip around and keep herself to herself. She didn’t like company much. Not really. Yours though… she didn’t mind that. On the times she allowed herself to have it.

“ didn’t know you smoked “ you mused moving to stand beside her, tucking yourself into the shadowed spot behind the Bison that Tess had secluded herself to. She’d only left her house in the first place because Joel had asked, making stupid comments about you as he did. Acting like some burly Texan Cupid. Ass. But she had slipped away as soon as she’d seen the opportunity to. Not that she’d gone very far.

She didn’t quite know why she hadn’t just gone home. Or maybe she did. Maybe she knew exactly why she had chosen to hang around a little. Smoke the pack of cigarettes she’d been slowly making her way though since she’d found them. As if by some miracle they’d make her pluck up the courage to well… do something.

“ I don’t “ she didn’t. Not really. It’d never been her thing. She preferred the burning warmth of liquor than smoke. But she wanted an excuse to be outside and not look like some creeper loitering in the dark. And maybe they didn’t have the stress relieving factor of a glass of god knows what Tommy had been brewing. But they did have a little. And didn’t come with a free headache.

“ funny that… can I? “ Tess shrugged, half expecting to see you reach out and take it from her hand. But instead your leant forward a little, lips parting slightly in a way that made Tess’ skin flush. She placed it between your lips and watched you smile as you leant back, taking it from her fingers “ smokings so gross “ you sighed, blowing out a steady cloud of smoke “ specially these. How fucking old are they? “

“ I’m not forcing you to take the damn thing “ that made you smile again, tipping your head to the side to watch her light up another “ also… I don’t know. Found them in a house in the town by the creek trails “ you hummed a response, nose crinkling a little as you blew out some smoke and turned your wrist to look at the stale thing in between your fingers.

“ why you hiding away out here anyway? “ Tess shrugged leaning her arms down on the fence in front of her. You moved to stand beside her and she knew you were looking down at her without even needing to see your face. Could feel it.

“ just wanted some air “

“ sure “ you scoffed, holding your hand out over the fence to tap away the ash “ I always see you you know. How you turn up at these stupid things, hang around a little then slip away “ Tess shrugged again, glancing up at you. You flicked away your cigarette half smoked and turned to lean back against the fence, something clearly going on inside your mind that she could not figure out yet.

“ I don’t really like crowds “

“ I figured that much “ you said with a smile, glancing back down at her again in a way that made Tess’ skin flush “ you might like it if you involved yourself a little. Even just danced some “ it was Tess’ turn to scoff and she too tossed her cigarette and straightened herself out, resting her hip against the wood.

“ I don’t dance “

“ so you won’t dance with me? “ it was the first time you’d asked since she’d rejected you the last time. In the months in between you hadn’t seemed deterred by it. Had taken it on and acted as if it had never happened, continuing to try spend time with her and Tess had been trying her best not to push you away.

In fact she had been trying her hardest to actively try and be… friends. But sometimes those weird hopeful feelings would surface within her and she terrified herself. Would take two steps back from the one step she had taken forward. Not that you ever seemed particularly put off by it.

She still hadn’t answered you and gave a small sigh.

“ one dance. And if you absolutely hate it then you can run off back out here, hide away in the dark like some little cave troll and smoke your stale ass cigarettes and I’ll leave you to it “ the smile on your face as she spoke had her mind made up before she could even truly decide that she did or did not want to go back inside.

“ one “ you beamed at her as she said, truly a utter ray of sunshine on her moody and miserable self.

She tucked her cigarettes and matches down into her jean pockets and followed you back inside. As the night was wearing on it seemed a little less crowded than when she had first arrived, which she liked. Less people to look at her. Less people to talk.

Though Joel and Ellie clocked her the moment she stepped back inside, Joel looking incredibly smug watching you grab a hold of her hand and lead her out into the empty space that was serving as a dance area.

“ I think- “

“ don’t back out on me now Tess “ you said in a challenging tone, smile so cheeky she wanted to kiss it right off of you. And wasn’t that one of those terrible two steps back kind of thoughts.

“ I don’t know the steps “

“ no one knows the steps you just.. go with it. Just hold my hand I got you “ but before you could so much as twirl around the music switched from the previous upbeat song, to something slower. Her eyes darted over to where the music was coming from and she narrowed her eyes in annoyance.

Her eyes found Maria who looked incredibly proud of herself, even with Tess giving her a glare that could kill the woman she was sure. She froze as your arms looped around her neck, eyes leaving Maria to look at you instead.

“ this is better, no steps to this kinda song “ she felt like an awkward teenage boy at his first school dance, with no idea how to even look at a girl never mind dance with one.

But it felt nice. To have you holding onto her like that, standing so close there was barely an inch between the two of your bodies. She hesitantly wrapped her arms around your waist and you smiled.

“ see “ you said “ easy “ she could feel Maria’s eyes on her. Joel’s. Ellie’s. But it almost didn’t annoy her as much as it had at first. Because of the way you were looking up at her, the at you were so close together she could smell the shampoo you used. She was hyper aware of every part of your bodies that touched, skin burning and prickling at the sensation.

“ I don’t think you can class this as dancing “ you laughed a little and shrugged.

“ hmm maybe not. But it’s nice right? “ you were talking softly, directly to her and not for the prying eyes or ears of anyone around you.

She mulled over the question. Of course it was nice. It was beyond nice. It was what she had spent months pining for and moping around about. Hating herself for wanting you close and hating herself for how far she seemed to be from the woman back in Boston she had shaped herself into.

“ it’s nice “ you smiled warmly, arms tightening a little around her.

“ you’re doing me a favour too you know. Some guy from farming rotation? Been asking me to dance all night. Think he’ll get the picture now “ that made her chest tighten a little. Some stupid worry that, had you only asked her to dance to scare off some guy? “ I only really wanted to dance with you though “ you said silencing her fears before she could ever even dream to make them vocal.

The slow songs continued to play. And you both stayed there in that gentle swaying embrace, occasionally speaking about random things and fess listening diligently to everything you had to say to her. Eventually the crowd grew bored, demanding something a little more upbeat. And as much as Tess hadn’t particularly wanted to be there with you at first, she now didn’t want it to end. But unfortunately it had to.

You sighed as the song changed, taking a step back from her and rolling your eyes. Tess felt awkward again. And annoyed at herself for feeling awkward. She was ready to flee back outside and hide but you took her hand.

“ do you wanna go get some air? “ you asked her. She wondered if you sensed her discomfort, could feel the heat radiating off her “ kinda hot in here huh? “

“ yeah “

It was chilly outside. The temperature having dropped a lot since she had gone inside with you. But it was a nice contrast on her overheated skin, a nice break from the noise too. There were a few people lingering around, a few kids running around and playing with sticks as if they were swords. It made her smile.

“ I love being outside at night“ you mused, sitting yourself down on one of the benches outside. She slotted herself in beside you, chill escaping her as you shuffled close to her “ pretty. Calm “ Tess noticed you still hadn’t let go of her hand that you had grabbed to lead her back outside

Tess said nothing. Instead tried to internally process the entire situation. The night as a whole. How much she had enjoyed allowing herself to be in your company.

“ oh oh look. See him over there? That’s the one I told you about “ you said and nudged her with your shoulder, nodding over to a man leaving the bison looking a little worse for wear.

“ he seems… nice “ you laughed at that and snuggled a little closer to Tess “ you cold? “

“ hmm little “ she hesitated for a moment before freeing the arm trapped between you both and looping it around your shoulders. She felt you physically relax against her, sighing softly. The feelings were creeping again. And the fear that came alongside them. The fear of being vulnerable. Of letting someone in.

“ so you don’t. You don’t like him? “ she spoke in some attempt to derail her thought process.

“ I don’t like him “ you said immediately, not even a second thought “ I like someone else “ her chest hurt. A pang deep down that she couldn’t ignore if she tried.

And she hated it. She hated it so much. That she had allowed herself to feel. To strip back the layers of scary Boston Tess, leave herself some silly little crush and let herself be vulnerable.

“ I’m sure they’re very lucky “ she practically whispered.

“ they don’t even realise “

You turned your head slightly, cold nose brushing against her neck. She suddenly felt warm again. An anxious warmth radiating from her chest in a way she was unfamiliar with. Her old self would be laughing at her.

“ have you told them “ she felt you smile, felt the way your cheeks lifted and a small laugh vibrated past your lips.

“ the signs are obvious “ your face lifted from her neck and was suddenly incredibly close to hers. She licked her lips nervously. She wanted to kiss you. God did she want to kiss you. Old Tess would’ve. Old Tess would’ve kissed you months ago.

But that wasn’t her anymore. This was her. Sat with her arms around a girl that she liked. But didn’t like her. She was a fool. Really she was.

“ you’re a very smart woman Tess “ you started, voice low. Soft “ But fuck you’re oblivious as hell sometimes “ and then your lips were against hers, kissing her softly but with a quiet determination. She froze at first, unsure on how to react. But then she was kissing you back, hand reaching up to cup your cheek. Your hand twisted into the collar of her sweater like you didn’t want her to let go.

And she didn’t plan on it. Kissing you softly, slowly, savouring every single moment in case you decided you regretted it and she’d never get to kiss you again.

It seemed to last forever, so sensual and slow and she forgot where she was. Forgot about everything other than how incredible it felt to kiss you, to feel your cold hands in the collar of her sweater. To feel your cheeks flush with warmth under her fingers. She could taste the smoke, smell the fruitiness of your hair, the softness of your skin.

She didn’t want it to end. Didn’t want to stop.

But all good things must eventually come to an end.

When you did finally pull away it was barely a few centimetres, brushing your nose against hers before pressing your foreheads together. Her thumb was brushing softly across your cheekbone, reluctant to let you go.

“ you should’ve let me do that a long time ago “ you whispered, a smile tugging at your lips.

“ maybe I should’ve “

[sugarcoated-lame]

living comfortably out in jackson with this older joel and he still fucks you deep and slow like he did all those years ago. takes you home after going to the bar in town and let’s you ride him, but let’s out a chuckle when you ride him hard.

“easy there, darlin’. blow this old man’s back out if y’ keep ridin’ me like that.”

(also your new layout is so cute i love it!!! 🥰)

this contains smut, so 18+ minors dni!*

*extremely loud sounds of me falling down the stairs*

Hhhhfejvjekf oh my god SEB !!! <33 Joel thots are literally just what I needed right now while I’m suffering in bed from my period so thank you 😭💜💜

You and Joel live a quiet, comfortable life in Jackson, the two of you sleeping in on mornings when neither of you are scheduled to be on patrol, enjoying cups of coffee and listening to the sweet sounds of Joel playing his guitar on the porch, cooking dinners together and cuddling on the couch in front of the fireplace.

The two of you like to joke about his age, and you love to tease Joel about what an old man he is, because you know it riles him up and because secretly, he loves it. Loves it when he gets the opportunity to prove you wrong, how good he can make you feel, to show you just what this old man can do to you.

Fucking you deep into your mattress, his body a comforting weight leaning over your back as he thrusts into you from behind, torturously slow and oh so deep until you’re writhing for him, crying out for him with each harsh slap of his hips against your backside as he hits that spot deep inside you that leaves you seeing stars. Joel tuts at you, a smirk on his lips at what a desperate, mewling mess you’ve become underneath him, his beard tickling deliciously at the skin your as he leans down further to whisper in your ear.

“old man, huh? Look at what this old man is doing to you, darlin’.”

And him taking you home after going to the bar got me thinking, maybe you work nights as a bartender at the tipsy bison, and you just know Joel would be coming by the bar each night to pick you up so that you won’t be walking home alone. He shows up at the same time each night like clockwork, where you wait with his usual drink sitting atop the bar, the two of you chatting quietly amongst yourselves, just enjoying each other’s company while Joel finishes his drink and you pour a drink of your own before making the short walk home. And then riding him once you get home? Absolutely!!!

Too eager to wait to make it upstairs to the bedroom, your lips are on Joel’s the second you walk through the front door, hands scrambling to tear off his coat and unbuckle his belt and his jeans before you’re pushing him down onto the couch. After removing your own clothes just as frantically you’re straddling his lap, sinking down onto him in one swift move, knowing you’re already more than wet enough to take him. The rhythm of your hips is fast and erratic from the get-go, moving frantically against Joel’s as you rise and sink back down onto his length, nails clawing into his shoulders to keep yourself steady, your breathy moans mingling with his deep grunts. His big, rough hands grip your hips and Joel lets out a groan that morphs into a throaty chuckle as you begin riding him harder.

“easy there, darlin’. blow this old man’s back out if y’ keep ridin’ me like that.”

Hhhhnnnfjgkejg this has me screaming like a feral gremlin 🫠

Aaaah thank you so much my love, I’m so glad you like the new layout, you’re so cute and I love you!! <333 And thank you for sending in these amazing thots, they’re absolutely gonna be living in my head rent-free for the next like week haha ty, ilysm !!!! 🥰😘💕💜💕🌼

[entomolog-t]

What would your tiny/giant home look like?

Oooh!! Okay Giant wise I am fullsend into the idea of semi-nomadic wilderness giant.

Just the idea of building a massive (though fairly small to scale) shelter??? Digging into the side of a hill and covering the entry with some massive fabric like a stolen sail or what not?

Or even just your standard tarp shelter?

Or THIS with whole trees???

The ultimate fantasy would be having a herd of mix livestock follow around?? Like bison???

If it was a more perminant structure (think hillside dugout) I'd like to imagine there would be a ton of sizey nick knacks. Sculptures snagged from old abandoned buildings, glass stained windows from abandoned churches, a giant planter or pot made from a scrapped watertower.

A bed made out of old haybales, foliage and a TON of pelts. Very minimal.

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Funny enough, this little fantasy had me imagining how it would go meeting my spouse in this sort of scenario, but the man is so anti-spooky that I can't imagine a scenario where he finds a giant structure in the woods and thinks "Hmm, yes, I'd like to know more."

Though he could be (and HAS BEEN) lured away by bison. This just makes me think of how people use their dogs as icebreakers to hit on people 😭

[laleywashere]

I drew this in the middle of my sister's super nice bison leather bound sketchbook to hopefully cause some chaos. it unfortunately did not. 😭

I imagine Shadow would not feel too comfortable with living in green hills, but not exactly wanting to leave the mobains that care about him. He would eventually call green hills his home.

Anyways, I like the idea that everyone would try to make him feel comfortable to this place that is new to him.

But ya know..... I had to make the scene gay. 😒

[reijamira]

The Heart Killers Episode 9: Four Lovebirds Stranded on Love Island (my reaction)

It was the same as always: I was weak again and did look at some spoilers. The things I’ve seen this time were: 

There is a fun time at the beach with all four of them. lol How do they get there? 

The beautiful FadelStyle kiss in the water. (Not really a spoiler because I KNEW it would happen.) 

It’s funny that I thought Style would get hurt protecting Fadel. (My brain even suggested the wild idea that Style and Fadel have to go through the woods to reach the place where Kant and Bison are hiding. And Style gets bitten by a snake while pushing Fadel out of the way. lol I love it when my brain provides these weird plot bunnies! 😂) But, apparently, it’s completely different. Style gets hurt in the clothing store when Fadel is protecting HIM. That’s the scene from the trailer I was longing for!

Bison and Fadel patch up Style’s wound. Looks like it’s only a flesh wound, but they make quite a BIG deal out of it. lol I actually saw vids on Xitter that made it look like Style was in the middle of giving birth, what with the hand holding, the piece of cloth in his mouth and all. 😂

Fadel fussing over Style’s wound. I love it! 

Style begging for Kant‘s life, even going to his knees, demanding  to get shot with Kant. My, Style really is a loyal friend! 

Bison‘s daddy comment to Kant! 😂😂😂

A scene with Fadel and Kant where Fadel has a towel around his hips and Kant kind of checks him out for a fleeting second. 

Style finds a photo of Fadel's ex. 

Quite a few spoilers this week. But I think there is still enough that I don’t know yet. 

Let’s find out what it is. 

Uh, 1:04 hours. Wasn’t it 1:14 hours last week? 😭 10 minutes fewer. 

Lol, Bison is a puppy, but Kant has the puppy dog eyes! Why isn’t anyone commenting on it? Perfect opportunity missed! 

I love Kant and Bison talking about their pasts. I love backstories. I wish Bison had told Kant about how he met Fadel. 

Uh, the daddy line! OMG! Kant’s face is hilarious! 😂

No, please, don’t let that line about being locked up together in jail be foreshadowing. I don’t want any of them to go to jail. I’ve heard Thai jails are horrible, inhumane places that are hard to survive. 

Oh my, “You’re my home, Kant.” is so beautiful! 🫠🤩 

Ahh, FadelStyle my dear boys! Love Style’s retro sunglasses! And look who is sleeping like a baby in the back of the car, trusting Style not to drive to the nearest police station! 🤣 

Style discovered a photo of Fadel’s ex! What now? Lol, that little bit of tongue at the side of Style’s mouth is too cute! 

“Can’t you at least lie to make me feel better?” Such a Style thing to say! 👌😂

Hahahaha! Style is unbelievable! Joking about looking presentable as a corpse, wearing clothes in his own style. 

“Gorgeous man with clear skin found dead in a crop top” surely would make a headline! 😂🤣🤣 I can’t! Muhahahaha at Fadel’s reaction! Pure comedy gold! 

Ah ha, we will get the protective Fadel scene where Style gets injured now. I’m so excited! I love hurt/comfort! 

Yeah, yeah, Fadel, do you really believe you would kill Style? Let’s see how you are going to react in a minute when he gets shot. 😂 

I love Style! The ideas he comes up with! Haunting mountains or beaches. 😆 He is so precious! 

Oh, the hitman is coming. Who is it? Keen? 

Yes, tell him, Style! He can’t kill you and he does love you! Damn right! 

And here we go: Fadel in protective mode! Awwwww 🫠😍😍

Haha, bickering while someone is out there trying to kill them! I love these two so much! 

Sooo, Fadel is out of bullets! Does this mean we get Style covering Fadel now? The protective Style scene I was hoping for? 

(There was a spider tattoo on the wrist! It’s Keen, right?)

Oh lord, not exactly what I wanted, but close enough! Go, get your man, Fadel! 

Oh, I love it! Style is all “Don’t mind me. It’s just a graze. IT'S NOTHING!” And Fadel is fussing and worried and emotional. LOVE IT! 😍 

Okay, I’m so relishing these scenes! Look at our “I give you a little joy before I kill you” Fadel! Taking off his shirt to make a makeshift dress for Style’s wound. Uhh! You are so gone for this man, Fadel! 

Kant and Bison are so cute together! Oh, this means Fadel and Style have arrived, right? Now, it’s getting interesting. 

LOL, Kant’s weapon of choice is a branch. Again. 😂

Style is really that weak just from that little bullet graze? How much blood did he even lose? 😂 

Love Fadel barking at everyone like a mad guard dog! No one touches his Style! 

I’m not a doctor, but that wound doesn’t look life threatening to me! 😂 Love them all taking care of Style, though. 😂 

Not Fadel taking Style’s hand in his. 😂 I get why there are vids on Xitter that seem like Style is just having a baby. 😂😂😂 

It’s just a flesh wound, guys! Not even bleeding that much. Style won’t die. 

I’m having a blast here! lol They give Style something to bite on! Kant’s dismayed look! I’m rolling on the floor, laughing so hard! They are so dramatic!

Oh, now it gets a bit gory! Hahaha 

Yeah, Kant, look closely how much Fadel cares for Style. It’s two hands now that hold Style’s very tightly. And Fadel looks so worried! Isn’t it beautiful? 😂

Ah, the confrontation with Bison! Tell him, Bison! Fadel needs to hear that EVERYBODY sees how in love he is with Style! 

Bison looks so small next to Fadel in that scene. 

I wish we had more scenes between Kant and Style. I want to know more about their friendship. Haha, yeah, Fadel still gives Style a hard time. I'm glad Kant can shed some light on how worried Fadel was when Style got patched up. 

Lolololol I’m screaming! Kant of all people imitating Fadel! In that shaky, smitten voice! With the lovelorn puppy dog eyes! Please, I’m laughing my ass off here! 😂😂😂😂😭😭😭

Oh lord!! LOL, is this a KantStyle ghost ship moment?!?! 😆😍🫠😁 

This is the scene from the promo pics! So, Bison was pointing his gun at Fadel! 

Finally, it comes out that Style’s betrayal was only minimal! Ah, Kant, you really are a good guy! But look at Stye! Can’t let his friend die! Such a precious, loyal guy! 

Oh my gosh! Such a heartfelt moment here! Kant and Style really share a unique and strong bond. I love the devotion and commitment! Such a wonderful scene! 

Why did Bison have to wash so many bedsheets? 😅😁 

Well, how will Kant and Bison help Fadel and Style get back together? 

Man, the flashbacks with Mother and how she manipulated these poor, traumatized boys into doing her dirty work are making me angry. 

Keen, come on, get the hall out of there! This “mother” has no love in her. 

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Wait a minute! Hire the one they did two years ago? Does that mean the one who killed Fadel’s ex?? He really is dead then, yes? 😭

Are Kant and Bison responsible for Fadel and Style's meeting at the beach at night? 😂

I love how our four main characters have such great chemistry with each other! I’m enjoying these rare BisonStyle scenes. 

Muhahahaha, Bison knows about Fadel’s big softie side! 😆😍 

Uh, here it is: the FadelKant scene everyone was talking about on Xitter! Even P’Jojo tweeted about it! Well, Fadel clad in nothing but a low hanging towel IS a sight to behold! 

Hahahahaha, he dropped the bomb!!! Kant just told Fadel about the car!!! How does Fadel take it? Does it make him more angry? 

I’m glad Kant mentioned Style forgot about the car! He really has. We never saw him drive it. 😂 

Kant is so bad at lying! The way he looks to the ground, moving his eyes from one side to the other. 😂 

Style, what the hell? He just gave a list with the names of his entire family (extended!) to a hitman! He is so impossible! Love him so much! 

The car is brought up again! Yes, come clean, Style.

“Bye-bye.” So cute. lol Gotta love Style!! 

Well, Fadel folded fast! 😂

Yes, lovey-dovey Fadel would be great after all that angst! 

The kiss in the ocean. I love this scene! One of the most beautiful scenes in the show! That kiss is really something! Love how they look at each other. The eye contact. Hands on the throat, on the neck, in the hair, on the back. Fadel going for Style’s neck! Mmh, beautiful, emotional, passionate, sweet, intimate. 

Lol, the matchmakers enjoying the fruits of their work! 😂

I really wonder how this will all go down. Will they kill Ruerat, or will they go for Mother? (If Fadel finds out his ex has been killed by her, he certainly will!) Or will Captain Christ make a deal with them so that they don’t have to go to jail. I really don’t want them to go to jail. 

I love Fadel fussing over Style’s wound! 

Oh my, Style asks about Fadel’s ex. 💀🥺 Wow, Fadel is actually sharing the story. 

Uh, so Fadel’s ex was another hitman or someone who at least knew about Mother. Okay, actually, no, the guy was completely clueless. 

I really think Mother killed him. 

Wonderful song during the dance scene. 

Awwwww, Style! Your words are so sweet! You are so charming! Wrap that grumpy hitman around your fingers and show him the way of love! ❤️ So adorable how Fadel just cuddled with Style there. 

Gosh, Kant trying to overcome his trauma for Bison is incredible. They are so in love it hurts! 😍🫠. 

Uhhhh, Fadel’s see-through mesh shirt! Hello-ho! 

The frisbee 🥏 fun beach time is so delightful! Wasn’t Kant afraid of the ocean a second ago? 😂 

Wait! “Brother-in-law”? Another marriage hint? 

Please! I want FadelStyle and KantBison to marry at the end of the show! And they should come back and live a life in peace on the island! 

Uhh, what were FadelStyle doing on that boat? 😂😂😂 

Well, this episode rocked! Again! I wish it were longer! Two hours! Three? I want more scenes with the four of them or any combination thereof! I can’t get enough!

So next week’s EP 10: 

What? A separation for safety reasons? Nooo! 

What gets Fadel so angry? 

Who is Bison fighting with? 

Okay, separation for safety reasons isn’t working (duh😁😂), now they are helping with the mission! Yay! 

Are FadelStyle spying on Keen? 

And Style in that suit looks delicious! 🤤 (A bit like Kamin from Dare You to Death!)

Nooooo, nooooo, nooooo, only three episodes left! I don't want it to end! 😭😭😭😭

[empyrean11]

First half here: https://www.tumblr.com/empyrean11/755477272309415936/my-list-of-first-first-half-jays

Commence the second half ... er, highlights?

Joey Votto and Bo are both hurt immediately out of all star break? CURSED

All Star Break! Vladdy is our only all-star. He doesn't participate in HR Derby, but does wear a Teo Jays jersey. Teo wins! 🥹

Stewy finally is allowed to play, makes 2 great catches in the bottom of the 9th

KK's on waivers, plays spectacularly anyway

Ernie 3-run homers on back-to-back days, but everyone gets injured (Bo, Varsh, half the pitchers in the whole minor league system, 3rd base coach)

KK announces he will retire after this season

Ernie pitches an inning against the Rays when the Jays are down by 13 runs. He's the only Jays pitcher of the day who doesn't give up a run. Spencer walks in the 9th inning when they're down by 13. Come on, you can't do that.

ERNIE WALK OFF!!!

Gausman complete game!!

Stewy's first hit, it's a double!!

Yariel has a really, really bad game. Optioned to AAA. Immediately recalled because so many guys have just been traded

Addison's first HR!! 🚀

Ricky Tiedeman needs TJ surgery 😥

TRADE DEADLINE WEEK WAS SO AWFUL. Jano and KK and Kikuchi and Yimi Garcia and Trevor Richards and Justin Turner and IKF and giant Nate

Loperfido joins the Jays, wears Jano's #9 and we weep again.

The roomies have adopted Loperfido

Let's just intentionally walk Aaron Judge all the time.

Spencer and Davis got haircuts, I am inconsolable

Joey Votto is actually actually playing with the Bisons!

Varsho makes incredible catches every damn day

Springer hockey jersey giveaway, everyone is so cute

traded Cam Eden 😭 to the yankees 😭

Vladdy's hit streak ends at 22 games. He has been INCREDIBLE!! PAY! THE! MAN!

De Los Santos first MLB hit & RBI! he's immediately sent back to AAA.

Here comes Will Wagner! BLAZING HOT start!!

Joey Votto retires, announces via a 9-second Instagram video filmed in the Bisons parking lot (because, of course he would)

Down 4-3 in the bottom of the 9th. Loperfido HR to tie it, Barger to WALK IT OFF

There is a new celebration. Bird cage? Hand on head like a unicorn? Stomping? "The Georgie"?? The boys are weird but are having SO much fun

Bowden with 8 no-hit innings!! Bitter Angel guy says he was "hittable and not special" - Chris Bassitt makes it known that he does not agree with a handmade sign on the broadcast next day.

The Danny Jansen 😭😭 / time travel weirdness game. Jays win both ends of this double header-ish thing. George Springer can't stop hitting home runs.

"Players weekend" Ernie has a pencil bat!

Stewy sent back to Buffalo 😥 Lukes (so much beard) comes up.

Addison wrestles alligators and bears?!

The boys trounce the twins 15-0, it was SO MUCH FUN. Bonus: Ernie bats left-handed to protect his sore ankle

Leo dives thru the netting and into the stands to make a ridiculous catch!!

Bowden with 8 no-hit innings again! What is this guy?!

KIRKY WALK-OFF

Davis is back babyyy (he's using Jano's old bats?!?!)

Leo gets HBP every day

BO IS BACK!!! REUNITED WITH VLADDY 💕

Bo breaks his finger in fielding practice literally the next day. WTF

Will Wagner and Varsho also need surgery. Stewy & Clase called up.

Swept at the Trop. Of course.

Everything is bad but tiny bits of light: Clase first MLB HR! Lukes first MLB HR!

Jano returns to the dome. SOBBING. Danny & Kirky, Danny & Davis WAILING SOBS, BRING HIM HOME

Bo's broken finger needs surgery too. EVERYBODY GETS A FREE SURGERY!

Vladdy ends the year with 199 hits, because we can't have nice things.

Sure sure, let's limp to the end of the season getting swept by the ... Marlins?!?

[mitamicah]

Now I finally seem to be able to do things let me present to you the results of the 'vibe' polls :3

Earlier this week I jumped on the hype train for polls about which bandmember of JO + what character in the käärijä universe you felt I shared a vibe with.

Now I could have shared the results earlier but one thing to know about me is that I often get stupid ideas so I decided that whoever you chose that I shared a vibe with I'd cosplay

So after having searched my closet for things that somehow worked without further ado here's the Joker Out member you guys voted I shared vibe with:

I got

Jure aka the cat 😸

I mean it was not even close x'D

This surprised me since I hadn't expected to be paired with the cat boy xD But thinking about it I can see why you guys would chose him - we share a sort of bubbly excitment for things and - at least online - I can come off as very energetic and silly x'D Also I am known to randomly meow at people x'D

However, personally I feel like Jure is way more extroverted than I am and so I am glad to see Nace being the second highest :'D I feel like we do indeed share a sense of calm/silent presence while still being able to join in on the fun - I think where I might divert from Nace is that I am definitely not good at being the mom friend :'D x'D

For Bojan in third I think we're back to the 'I see why you'd say that because I am quite energetic and excited online but also he is way more extroverted than I believe I am' argument :'D yet like I'll elaborate on below with the comments for the tags I can definitely see the points for why Bojan could fit :3

Jan and Kris being so far behind is ooooph x'D Well, I can kind of understand tho especially Kris :'D I am not sure I'd call myself a Kris either - he is way too cool and sassy compared to me x'D Jan might be too laid back idk?

Now, tag time :3

@sve-sto-znam Micek - I love it x'D (First nickname unlocked x'D hahahah)

@c28hunter + @anxious-witch awwwn you are both too nice :'3 Especially you, Eryka calling me a comfort blog 😭

@merlilica whelp x'D I see you definitely picked up on my excited puppy and/or orange cat vibes x'D I don't blame you :'D

@j-restlessgeek this one hits close to home :'3 because yes I am quite hard on myself and have always been :'D Also I can be a bit of a jack of all trades (master of none) sometimes x'D the last point is honestly very true - I am way too much of a rulefollower to cheat x'D

Now onto the Käärijä universe results

You guys chose ...

Häärijä

Actually, that didn't surprise me much x'D I would probably too have chosen the little yellow man given that all his little quirks reads as very autistic to me which to a dorky autistic person like me is very fitting x'D He seems a bit confused but a good guy and sport and I would like to think myself the same :'D Also we both have a dumptruck of an ass x'D

Käärijä and Jaakko sharing second surprised me tho - especially Jaakko but that might be because I am not sure what his personality is tbh x'D so I am curious to hear if either of you voting Jaakko could tell me what makes me a Jaakko :'D? Käärijä I can sort of understand since I have probably stolen way too much/let me inspire of his aesthetic recently x'D yet I also see it as a sort of compliment because I have indeed felt more confident (both in my body and in my weirdness) lately :'D <3

Third is a big tie but that is to be expected I guess when there's not many votes (which is fair it is a harder poll to answer :'D) so Jesse, Bojan and Tommy takes that spot :3

Time for comments on tags :D

@bisonaari see now it is here I'd love to hear from you (if you want to and/or have time mind you) Bison what exactly it means to be Jaakko coded since I am not sure myself :'D

@j-restlessgeek fair x'D

@anxious-witch This is so interesting since you pretty much just guessed my major x'D Sociology was my favourite topic the year I studied Journalism and after that I moved to study Psychology which is sort of the same thing so kudos to you to read me this well x'D I find it intersting as well that you mentioned me being right in other polls because personally I felt so lost in many of the polls x'D For that reason I tried only tagging on polls I was a bit more sure about and even then it was a lot of following the gut feeling x'D but really I don't mind I see it as a compliment being compared to Bojan :3 xD

And that was this - that was this very long and probably overly detailed rundown of the results x'D Thank you for everybody participating :3

[pastlivesxpastlie]

Hello~! 😊

3. what’s your favorite candle scent?

12. how are you?

18. do you still love stuffed animals?

24. what’s something you do to de-stress?

30. what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

Hiiiii

I love anything that’s like amber or tobacco 🖤

Dealing. I miss my kitty so much but I’m glad he’s not suffering 🖤

I never stopped loving stuffed animals 😭🖤

Still learning how to destress properly, but right now it’s talking to my hometown best friend and video games 🖤

Oh boy. Here are the things that remind me of home with no explanation: spam musubi, bison, Insane Clown Posse, college football season, tornados, health food stores, pineapples… I could go on🖤