#Caddy Van

[enginefitted]

Volkswagen Caddy is Popular and Car Like in Drive

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Daihatsu Hijet Caddie, 2016. A version of the 10th generation Hijet for customers who needed a van but also wanted a "comfortable working environment."

[steddieas-shegoes]

🪱 Wiggly Wednesday 🪱

Steve who is forced into golf lessons at a young age because his dad expects him to play to impress business partners when he joins him at the firm.

Steve who is a naturally boisterous child, energetic, cheers when the ball goes in the hole even though you’re supposed to maintain composure and have minimal celebration.

His coach is endeared, but the moment his father sees it, he gets reprimanded and told to act “like an adult.”

Steve who is very good at golf, but hates it because he can’t enjoy it the way he wants to.

Steve who gets a scholarship to a university for golf, but ends up losing it because his grades aren’t the best.

Steve who gets disowned before he has a chance to redeem himself.

Steve who turns to being a caddy for money and ends up working a lot of special events, like fundraisers.

Which is when he meets Eddie Munson, the lead guitarist for the band that’s hired to do any special event at the club. He always wears the required uniform of black pants and a white button down, but he rolls the sleeves and shows off his tattoos, his hair is unruly, and he wears a smirk that Steve knows would irritate him on anyone else.

Eddie’s hot.

Steve’s a little bit of a slut.

They find a bathroom when everyone’s cleaning up.

It may be three in the afternoon, but there’s no proper time for a bathroom hookup.

It continues for months.

Neither of them ever talk about meeting up outside of this stolen time together in an empty bathroom at a country club filled with the worst types of people they could possibly have to be around.

Until Eddie makes the mistake of offering to drive Steve home. And Steve has to explain he’s currently living with his best friend and he doesn’t wanna risk her parents waking up from his loud van pulling in the driveway.

And then he makes the mistake of offering for Steve to stay the night with him in his new apartment.

“We can break in my bed,” he offers.

Steve’s mistake is that he agrees.

But is it a mistake if Steve starts to leave his clothes at Eddie’s? And starts staying every night with him, even when they aren’t planning on hooking up? And sometimes Eddie comes home from his regular day job as a mechanic to Steve cooking dinner for them? And Steve sometimes has nightmares that Eddie holds him through.

And sometimes they say they love each other.

Maybe more than sometimes.

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Always room for seconds (dp x dc)

"There they go again," says Aunt Alicia as she looks at the hazmat-clad backs of her sister and her husband jumping into their mish-mash-of-a-van. "And on Thanksgiving too," she finishes to herself as she turns toward her niece and nephew. Neither of them look surprised, though Jazz is clearly more affected if the tick in her jaw is any indication.

"They promised," she practically spits but Danny just sighs and puts a hand on her shoulder. It seems to draw the fight out of Jazz a bit and she sags onto herself.

Alicia loves her sister but she can be so irresponsible sometimes.

"Come on kids, let's go back inside. It's about time to put the turk-" she stops short, then groans. Maddie had insisted on bringing the turkey on account of not wanting Alicia to go to all the trouble, and Alicia had agreed on the condition that her sister wouldn't try to make it. "...And the turkey is still in the van isn't it?"

Danny makes a face. "It's probably for the best. I'm pretty sure I saw it move on the way here."

Alicia doesn't let her head fall into her hands, but only just. Instead, she takes a deep breath to calm herself down to rally her thoughts. "Alright. It'll be too late by the time we drive to town and buy a new raw one, so we can just get some already made from the store. That good for you guys?"

Jazz and Danny make sounds of assent before all three of them pile up in the car. Town isn't too far away, and the trip is mostly silent. Alicia is hesitating over what to say to cheer up her niece and nephew. In the end, they pull up to the grocery store before she manages to come up with anything.

"Dad was also supposed to bring desert," Jazz mentions as she grabs a caddie and wheels it back to them.

"I made apple pie just in case," Alicia answers. Despite her dislike for him, she can admit that Jack Fenton is a generous man. However, as she has learned over the years, that generosity doesn't extend to fudge. Which is why she's got her famous apple pie ready to pop into the oven.

Danny nods relieved, as he files in behind his sister. The three of them are rolling past the frozen section when a familiar voice cuts through the store music.

"Alicia?"

At that, Alicia looks up to see the face of one and only Martha Kent. Her lips stretch into a smile unconsciously at the sight.

"Martha, hi," she answers as the other woman starts walking closer. "How are you?"

"I'm good," the other woman says as she stops in front of them. "Just doing some last-minute shopping." Then Martha looks to Danny and Jazz and gives them a smile. "And who might these two be?"

"This is Jazz and Danny," Alicia introduces them, "my niece and nephew. They're spending Thanksgiving up at the cabin with me."

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Martha says sincerely. "You left your sister and her husband in charge of the turkey, then?" She winks.

Alicia winces. "Ah, not exactly."

"They had a work emergency," Jazz says, unhappy.

Martha lets out a sympathetic oh.

"That's why we're here," Alicia explains. "They left with the turkey without realizing, so we'll have to settle for store-bought this year."

Martha makes a noise of sympathy before her face shifts into something more pensive. "You know," she starts. "I've got a big turkey at home and there's only going to be my son and me to eat it. If you guys would like, we'd love to have you over to help us with it."

"Oh we couldn't possibly-" Alicia starts to protest but Martha takes a step forward and takes her hands.

"You'd be doing us a favour," Martha says, her hands still into Alicia's as she looks up earnestly at the redhead. And damn it all because Alicia can feel a blush spreading on her cheeks at that.

"Alright," Alicia says, too flustered to argue.

Martha squeezes her hands once before letting go and Alicia can't help but miss the warmth of them. "Then it's settled."

"Alright," repeats Alicia. "We'll have to swing back home, though. I made pie."

"That's wonderful!" Martha's smile is radiant and it makes something in Alicia's chest warm.

She disguises it with a cough before speaking up. "Is six thirty too early for you?"

"It's perfect. We'll be waiting for you then," Martha says. "And for your sister and her husband too, if they manage to tear themselves away from work."

"That's not likely," mumbles Danny under his breath. Uncharacteristically, Jazz doesn't say anything about her brother's manners, only putting her own hand on his shoulder. Martha catches Alicia's eye and they exchange a look.

"Well, we'll be glad to have you three, anywho," Martha states firmly which gets her a hesitant smile from Jazz.

Alicia clears her throat. "We'd better get going if we want to be ready in time."

"Oh yes," Martha agrees. "I have to make sure the turkey's not burning." Then she winks, and for some reason, Alicia can feel that pesky blush coming back. It's made worse by the shrewd look Jazz gives her.

"See you soon!" says Martha as she leaves.

"Bye," Alicia answers back a little weakly. Then she looks down to the ground and sighs. When she straightens her head, she's immediately on guard as she catches her niece's smug look.

"What?" Alicia asks warily.

"Is Martha single?" Jazz asks, with a butter-wouldn't-melt-in-her-mouth face.

"Yeah," the older redhead answers slowly. "Why?"

"Just wanted to know," Jazz says innocently. And even Danny is looking at his sister suspiciously now. "since you've got a crush on her and all."

"I do no-I don't know what you're talking about!" Alicia protests though she feels her cheeks warming for the third time today.

And now Danny is starting to smirk too as he exchanges a look with his sister. "Oh," he starts as he looks towards Martha's disappearing figure. "This is going to be fun."

[losfacedevil]

Crossroads // DRW

a/n ~ I’m sorry these are taking longer than expected, it’s been a long week in my personal life! But without further ado here’s the next installment in the Valentines Day series! WC: 3.1k

I know that I’m in too deep

Now I’m on this road doing ninety-three

A groan escaped Danny and he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes fluttered shut. A twinge of pain shooting through his chest as he came across your post about being alone for Valentine’s Day. He knew deep down that you had meant no harm by it, your way of venting sometimes being to toss thoughts or memes out into the universe onto your Facebook timeline.

His eyes sprung open and danced around his room, taking in all of the small reminders of you. A card here, a trinket there, the love letter you had slipped into his pocket when he left you the last time and the Polaroid of you both, standing stark naked it his floor length mirror with one of his arms across your chest and the other cupping your core.

He shook his head and pushed himself up into a seated position before clambering out of bed and pulling on his favorite pair of sweatpants. Danny’s mind had been made up and he puttered slowly around his room, collecting enough clean clothes for a four day trip and stuffed them into his well loved duffel bag. He took a deep breath and slipped his feet into his favorite pair of Vans, making sure to double knot the laces as your voice chirped in the back of his mind ‘they’re too long, knot them again.’

A soft chuckle escaped him as he made his way into the kitchen and plucked a few bottles of water from the fridge as well as swiping a couple of Sam’s protein bars from the cupboard. He nestled them all into the soft sided cooler bag you had left behind during the summer and stuffed the matching ice packs into their homes before slipping his arm through the handle. He was quick to jot down a note for Sam, not bothering to wake the man and slapped the sticky note to the fridge before plucking his keys off of the holder and made his way out to the car.

‘I’m off on an adventure, don’t wait up. I’ll let you know when I get to her.

-Danny’

Tossing the cooler into his passengers side seat he slid into the drivers and groaned at the way the coldness of the leather seeped through his thick sweats, cooling his warm skin. Pushing the key into the ignition he roared the engine to life and revved the gas pedal a couple of times, hoping to excel the warming of the car. He rubbed his hands together quickly, enjoying the warmth that spread through them before reaching forward to turn his seat warmer on and threw the car into reverse.

“Florida, here I come.” He chuckled, throwing a look over his shoulder and backed out of the driveway.

~*~*~

You puttered around your house, trying to occupy your mind and not let the anxious thoughts take over. It was unlike Danny to not contact you as soon as he woke up, so having not heard from him as the clock struck 10 o’clock had you a little more than nervous. A soft sigh escaped your lips as you opened up your dishwasher and began to unload the clean dishes and stacked them onto the counter. Your mind reeled with possibilities you knew were most likely untrue, knowing he was more than likely still tucked up cozy in his bed.

You plucked the silverware out of its caddy carefully as to not cut yourself on any of the knives and placed them in the holder in your drawer. Slowly you put the plates up into the cupboard, stacking them gently so the sound of ceramic on ceramic didn’t ring through your ears and rattle your brain.

It wasn’t long before your phone began to buzz, alerting you to an incoming call and you sprinted to scoop it up off of your counter. A sigh of relief slipped past your lips as Danny’s name and face lit up your phone screen. You quickly slid the answer bar across the screen and pressed the phone to your ear.

“Well hello sleepy head, I was wondering when you were going to call.” You giggled, leaning up against the counter. Danny’s chuckle was like music to your ears and another sigh of relief slipped past your lips.

“Were you waiting for my call?” His laugh was one of your favorite things about him and you soaked it up every time one would dance up his chest. You couldn’t help the way you rolled your eyes and reached up to twirl the strand of hair that fell over your shoulder - the hairs so broken by your self soothing twirling habit that the strand didn’t reach your bun anymore.

“Maybe I was, maybe I wasn’t.” You giggled, letting your eyes flutter shut as a warm feeling exploded in your chest. His voice always soothed your anxious mind and tightened your chest like that of a giddy school girl.

“Aww, please tell me you weren’t actually waiting by the phone. You know how wonky my sleep schedule can be, honey.” You pulled a deep breath in through your nose and rested the phone between your ear and the counter, leaning back on both of your hands and used them for leverage to jump up onto the countertop.

“I meeeeaaan, I was unloading and loading the dishwasher when you called so not… exactly?” You giggled, the statement slipping past your lips in more of a questioning tone. You could picture his face almost clearly, pinching the bridge of his nose and screwing his eyes shut at your confession.

“We’re gonna act like I never heard the ‘not exactly’ part of that sentence. It’s still too early, I think I need to make a coffee.” Danny chuckled. His eyes flickered to his rear view and side mirrors and he tossed on his blinker to cruise across the right lane of traffic - hitting a rest stop along the way.

He pulled into the gas station parking lot and rolled gently into a spot, throwing the car into park and took his phone off of the hands free mount. He quickly disconnected the phone from his Bluetooth and pressed it to his ear.

“What are you doing today? Any big plans for Samuel for Valentine’s Day since you can’t make it to me?” You giggled, picturing the way his eyes would roll and he’d fight the urge to toss his phone across his bed. Danny shook his head and pulled a deep breath in through his nose and exhaled it in a sigh, always one for the dramatics.

“You know what, honey? Yeah actually. I think we’re gonna go to the space museum and out to lunch or something. But don’t worry I’ll FaceTime you so you can join.” A boisterous laugh escaped him as the ending call tone sounded in his ear. If there was one thing about Danny it was that he would do anything to push your buttons.

A soft sigh slipped past his lips as he got out of the car and made his way into the little convenience store. Browsing the selection of single serve pastries - something he knew he shouldn’t be eating - he proceeded to pluck a cheese danish off of the shelf before making his way over to the coffee station. He quickly threw together the most basic coffee, just something to get some caffeine into his system and turned to the cash wrap beside him to pay.

~*~*~

You groaned and tossed your phone off to the side, leaning forward to grab your book off of the coffee table. Danny hadn’t answered your texts all day and your upset towards him grew as the day started to come to a close. You grumbled under your voice to yourself about the joke he had made about taking Sam out on a date, almost wanting to believe him as he hadn’t answered you since. You laid down across your couch, propping your head up on the arm rest and opened your book to where you left off, delving in to the world you left behind this morning.

It wasn’t long before your phone began to ring and you averted your gaze to the clock on the wall. 6:30pm A chuckle escaped your lips and you shook your head as you fished the phone out of the blanket and took in Danny’s smiling face from your caller ID screen. A smug smile danced across your face and you rolled your eyes before sliding the answer command across your screen and pressed the phone to your ear.

“How’d the date go?” You mumbled, not even bothering to greet the man on the other end of the line. Danny laughed down the line and pulled in a deep breath though his nose, exhaling it in a sigh.

“It went lovely, he brought me flowers and everything.” He joked, averting his attention to the bouquet of roses that sat on his passenger side seat. Pulling your lips to the side you shook your head, not really up for his taunting jabs.

“Oh did he now? Were they yellow carnations? Just how you like them?” You teased, knowing it was his go to flower and one you genuinely didn’t like. He rolled his eyes and leaned forward, slipping his arms into the sleeves of the jacket he had stripped off hours earlier.

“Actually it was the biggest bouquet of roses I’ve ever seen. He’s a man after my own heart.” Danny chuckled, carefully wrapping his hand around the base of the roses, being careful not to rustle the plastic and placed them in the crook of his arm.

“I’m sure they were. He really decided to go big or go home, didn’t he?” You knew your tone was dripping with sarcasm, but you couldn’t help the bitterness in your chest.

“He went so big he took me all the way home. What did you do today?” Danny pulled a deep breath in through his nose and exhaled silently as he turned his attention to the door handle and pulled on it slowly to disengage the mechanism. Pushing the door open wide, he slowly swung his legs out and stood; leaving the car door open as he slowly made his way up to the door.

“I read a book, did some dishes, cleaned up a little bit, made a salad for dinner and I was lounging and reading my book before I was so rudely interrupted.” Danny chuckled and stared at your front door, psyching himself up to ring the doorbell.

“Rudely interrupted huh? I didn’t know my nightly phone calls were rude.” He kept his tone light, wanting to keep the mood playful. Pulling his phone away from his ear he muted his microphone and pressed the little doorbell to the left hand side of your door. He let the chime sound fully before unmuting the microphone and pressing the phone back to his ear.

“Honey? You still there?” He asked, his tone a little lower than previously.

“Shh! Someone’s at my door.” You whispered, training your eyes on your front door. You pushed yourself to stand and tiptoed to the door. Reaching over you picked up your set of keys, the small bottle of mace positioned in your hand and at the ready.

“So answer it?” Danny’s tone was nonchalant, almost as if there weren’t any danger standing outside your front door.

“I’m not expecting anybody - this door to door salesman is about to be pepper sprayed. Be ready to call 911 if I need backup.” You whispered, slowly cradling your phone between your ear and shoulder before reaching out and unlocking the door.

You took a deep breath and very slowly turned the doorknob, disengaging the mechanism holding your door in place and slowly began to pull it open. Danny rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet, the bouquet of roses still cradled in his arm and he averted his gaze to the clear and Star speckled sky. You poked your head into the crack between the door and the door frame and it took your eyes a minute to adjust.

Danny’s head was tilted towards the sky and a shit eating grin was spread across his face. Your jaw dropped at the same time your phone slipped off of your shoulder and your keys fell from your grasp.

“Danny?!” You couldn’t help the way your voice cracked with emotion as everything that had bothered you about the day melted away. Danny slipped his phone into his pocket and turned his attention towards you.

“Oh hey, didn’t see you there!” He chuckled, watching as the realization washed over you fully. Taking a step forward you threw your arms around his neck and jumped, wrapping your legs securely around his midsection. The roses he had cradles so gently in his arm falling to the cement step below you.

“What the hell are you doing here?!” You squealed, burying your face in the crook of his neck. He wrapped his arms tightly around your middle and pressed a kiss to the skin of your shoulder that was peeking out where the collar of your sweatshirt had shifted.

“I told you I had a hot date with Sammy, didn’t I? Well he couldn’t make it sooo I high tailed it to the first person I knew would want to spend the night with me.” A squeal bubbled up in your throat and you bit down on his neck to stifle the sound.

“Have you turned into a vampire on me?” He chuckled, loosening his grip just a bit as you unwound your legs from his waist and slid down his body to stand.

“I should suck your blood dry for doing this to me.” You mumbled, burying your face into the soft fabric of his sweatshirt. Danny wrapped his arms around your shoulders and swayed your bodies gently.

“I can’t take you out for a real dinner if you suck my blood dry. I’d be dead as a doornail then.” Danny chuckled and leaned down to press a soft kiss to the top of your head. You pulled in a shaky breath, trying to will the overwhelmed tears that welled up in your eyes away. But your body and mind betrayed you as the tears slipped down your cheeks and slowly soaked the fabric of his sweatshirt.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay, sweet girl, I’m here. I wouldn’t miss spending Valentine’s Day with you.” Danny mumbled, tightening his grip around your shoulders. You pulled a deep breath in through your rapidly stuffing nose and nodded, pulling back from his embrace to finally look up at him. His big brown eyes shone bright in the dim glow of the porch light, the sun having set fully an hour prior.

“You let me think I wasn’t gonna see you. I was so mad at you that you didn’t even say Happy Valentines Day on the phone earlier.” You grumbled, smacking your hands lightly against his firm chest. He couldn’t help but laugh at you as he pulled his hands off of your hips and reach up to wrap them around yours, quickly ending your soft assault on him.

“Hey, that’s not means to beat me up, now is it?” He chuckled, bringing your hands up to his face and pressed soft kisses on the back of your hands. A frown tugged at the corners of your lips and you pushed your bottom lip out in a pout as you caught his gaze for the first time all night.

“Do you see how I look? You wanna take this rats nest looking thing out to dinner?!” Your words slipped out on a whine and you fought the urge to stomp your foot like a child. Danny laughed at your outburst and placed his hands on your shoulders, slowly spinning you in his grasp and walked you back into the house.

A wide smile spread across his face as he clicked the door shut softly behind him and turned to face you. Your arms were crossed protectively over your chest and your eyes danced over his figure, taking in the matching black sweat pants he wore.

“You look as good as I do.” You giggled, nodding your head in the direction of his matching tracksuit. He made a face and shook his head as he slowly closed the distance between the two of you.

“I don’t know if I should be insulted or take that as a compliment.” He chuckled, reaching out to cup your cheeks in his hands and he leaned down, pressing his lips to yours. You couldn’t help the gasp you pulled through your nose at the sudden contact and reached up, wrapping your arms around his neck to keep him in place. You melted into him, all of the anger and anxiety the day had been filled with fully melting away at the feel of him.

“What was that for?” You mumbled as he pulled away and reached up, pushing a few stray hairs behind your ear.

“Putting up with my bullshit. I couldn’t tell you I was coming and ruin the surprise. Your reaction was exactly as I was hoping for - minus almost getting pepper sprayed.” He chuckled, reaching up to rub at the back of his neck.

“Oh sure scare me shitless and make me cry, great fucking Valentines Day gift.” You giggled, reaching your bare foot out to kick at his shoe. Danny’s eyes lit up at the word gift and he stuck his hand deep into his pants pocket.

“Speaking of! For you, honey.” He cooed, opening his fist to show a tiny jewelry box. Your eyes widened and you reached out, scooping the box out of his hand and cradled it in yours.

“Daniel Robert what have you done?” You questioned, slowly opening the box to find a small heart shaped dangle charm engraved with both your initials and his. Your eyes grew wide as you took in the small silver charm, carefully flipping it over to find your anniversary date engraved on the back. Danny’s eyes sparkled at your reaction and he reached forward, gently opening the clasp on your bracelet to remove it from your wrist.

“It’s about time your chain has a friend.” He chuckled, waiting for you to unbox the charm and slowly slid it onto the chain he was holding.

“Danny! Those charms are expensive. Thank you.” You felt a fresh wave of tears spring to your eyes as you watched him secure the bracelet back around your wrist.

“And you’re priceless.” He mumbled, wrapping his arms securely around your waist and pulled your body flush against his. You giggled softly and pressed a kiss to the tip of his nose, causing him to scrunch it up and lean forward slightly to rub it against yours. A soft sigh escaped you as you melted into his touch and tucked your head into the crook of his neck, hiding your face from him as you couldn’t contain the smile that spread across your lips.

TAGLIST: : @vanfleeter @silks-up-my-sleeve @readyforthegarden @ascendingtostardust @sammykiszkamyass @belovedsamuel @writingcold @stardustvanfleet @sinsofstardust @sunfl0wer-power @gracev0609 @the-wicked-gnome @takenbythemadness @klarxtr @joshsindigostreak @runwayblues @allieisacrybaby @wideminded-dreamer @dannythedog @dannyandthekiszkas @josh-iamyour-mama @sanguinebats @itsafullmoon

[scoobydoowhatareyou]

I’ve watched seven episodes of “Scooby Doo and Guess Who?” And here’s my findings so far:

Daphne Blake:

-Alfred Pennyworth (Batman’s butler) is her sort-of uncle/temporary butler/family friend/substitute polo player

-She speaks 76 languages

-She can kind of fight, but she closes her eyes when she does

Velma Dinkley:

-She can identify the make, model, and stress level of a fan by sound for some reason

-She knows an insane amount of things that she totally should not know, but that’s just Scooby Doo for you

Fred Jones:

-Doesn’t understand sarcasm

-Shaggy calls him Freddy (this will be important later)

-The mystery machine has a secret parachute

-He painted the mystery machine himself (no surprise there)

-Fred hates being left out by everyone else because they do everything together (he gets separation anxiety)

-He doesn’t like letting other people drive the van

-Do people headcanon him as autistic? Because I think it makes sense

Shaggy Rogers:

-He’s read every Sherlock Holmes book and his a huge nerd

-“Pretty clear I have no pride, because I am not above eating a dumpster burger”

-Gets separation anxiety when Scooby is gone

-Shaggy used to be a golf caddy for basketball legend Chris Paul, who is a close friend of his

-He was a famous golf caddy with fans

Scooby Doo:

-He has a smart phone

-He has a genuine Scooby Snacks addiction and goes through withdrawals after going without them for a few hours

-Wanda Sykes tried to adopt him and he turned her down because he didn’t want to leave Shaggy

-He is not immune to toxic masculinity

I don’t think I started where I should have, but it’s fine

[littleladymab]

OC Kiss Picrew Meme!

hi friends i know i've been absent from the writing meme tags for a hot minute mostly because i signed up for an event that is making me finish this giant fic i've had haunting me and that has been taking over my brain.

but i get tagged in a oc smooch picrew meme? well, count me IN.

Thank you to @mysticstarlightduck for the tag! You can see all of their OCs right over here 💞

so here's five otps smoochin'! If you want to do it, here is the picrew!

Catoir Altair/Ayn Starling (Eradicate)

uh the oc otp to end all oc otps!!! they are everything to me!!!! Catoir belongs to @bottlingsound (and yes I'm also tagging you in this give me the tinsel version!) Best friends, soul mates who find each other in every universe, doomed, what more do you want????

Kaito No/Rhys Darcy (Emanate)

STRUMS MY GUITAR!!!! they're so silly. Kaito thought he was straight until he fell in love with his best friend, so we call him 'heterhysexual' because well, it's only Rhys. They're gonna grow old together.

Raif Van to Yuen-Ha/Cateryn Caddis-Dowell (Still Waiting)

Actually my oldest OC OTP!! I'm supposed to be working on a 20 year rehaul but it's been slow going because, wow, plotting a novel is hard. Anyway you ever love a woman so hard that you learn a forbidden magic in order to save her soul when it gets separated from her body? I love how I'm revamping their relationship, because I wanted to include "older" queers in my writing (they're like late 30's but originally, they were straight teens, so you know, they age with me).

Sera/Arika (Mwyr)

TFW you fall in love with the goddess, who is physical embodiment of the sun! And then she makes you her court historian so that you can stay close by her and she can listen to you lore dump about the history of her world.

Penelope Straylight/Kerrigan Kestrel (HOWL)

Penelope gets hired to be Kerri's bodyguard though she's not too sure what Kerri needs guarding from beyond the fact that she's Way Too Pretty for her own good. Turns out that Kerri might be a super genius who totally isn't a jedi and is definitely the daughter of a high ranking government official and Nelo stole the identity of a bounty hunter who is expected to turn her in for a hefty sum of money. But first they gotta kiss about it.

Please enjoy, I love to think about my OCs kissing, so if you want to see any specific OCs of mine, just also lmk. Also, you all should do this so I can see YOUR OCs kissing!!!!

Tag List: @krisseycrystal, @rkmoon, @jadeoxfordrose,

@sentfromwolves, @ybotter, @luukeskywalker

@scribble-dee-vee, @redtailedhawk90

[allthebestcowboyshavedaddyissues]

Favorite Seinfeld episodes?

anything past season one (jk.....no but really....)

ALL TIME FAVORITES—IN SEASONAL ORDER:

2.08 The Heart Attack

2.11 The Chinese Restaurant

3.03 The Pen

3.06 The Parking Garage

3.07 The Cafe

3.15 The Suicide ★

3.18 The Limo

3.22 The Keys

4.01-2 The Trip ★

4.04 The Ticket

4.07 The Bubble Boy ★

4.08 The Cheever Letters

4.09 The Opera

4.13 The Pick

4.15 The Visa ★

4.17 The Outing

4.18 The Old Man ★

4.20 The Junior Mint ★

4.23 The Pilot

As you can see season four is dearly loved by me LMFAO

5.03 The Glasses

5.04 The Sniffing Accountant

5.05 The Bris

5.11 The Conversion

5.13 The Dinner Party ★

5.14 The Marine Biologist

5.20 The Fire ★

5.21 The Hamptons

5.22 The Opposite

6.01 The Chaperone

6.02 The Big Salad

6.03 The Pledge Drive

6.07 The Soup

6.18 The Jimmy

6.22 The Face Painter ★

Season 7 episodes 1-7 all FAVORITES

7.11 The Rye ★

7.12 The Caddy

7.14 The Cadillac ★

Season 7 episodes 19-22 bbbbbbangers

8.01 The Foundation

8.03 The Bizarro Jerry

8.04 The Little Kicks ★

8.05 The Package ★

Season 8 episodes 7-11 kill me

8.14 The Van Buren Boys

8.16 The Pothole

8.19 The Yada Yada ★

8.21 The Muffin Tops

8.22 The Summer of George

9.03 The Serenity Now★

9.05 The Junk Mail

9.10 The Strike

Season 9 episodes 11-20 PHENOMENAL 💖

9.22 The Finale IS OUTSTANDING DON'T LET ANYONE SAY DIFFERENT! #LOCKTHEMUP

sorry i went crazy anon.

[thereadingchallengechallenge]

🦘 Booklr Reads Australian - Authors on My Shelves 🐨

so, I’ve been trying to think of a way to recommend a lot of Australian authors really quickly for Booklr Reads Australian. what I came up with was just to give y’all a giant list of all the authors I have at home! 

most of them are YA and/or fantasy authors, and I’ve marked my favourites with an asterisk (*) but if you have any questions, feel free to shoot me an ask 😊

1. Sarah Ayoub 2. Eugen Bacon 3. Shirley Barber * 4. AJ Betts 5. Danielle Binks * 6. Cally Black 7. Steph Bowe * 8. Alice Boyle 9. JC Burke 10. Meg Caddy * 11. Frances Chapman 12. Wai Chim * 13. Claire Christian 14. Lyndall Clipstone 15. Claire G Coleman 16. Katherine Collette 17. Harry Cook 18. Cath Crowley 19. Robyn Dennison 20. Cale Dietrich 21. Lauren Draper 22. CG Drews * 23. Michael Earp 24. Kate Emery 25. Sarah Epstein 26. Alison Evans * 27. Fleur Ferris 28. Carly Findlay 29. Helena Fox 30. Lisa Fuller 31. Emily Gale 32. Meg Gatland-Veness 33. Sophie Gonzales 34. Erin Gough * 35. Leanne Hall * 36. Pip Harry 37. Sonya Hartnett 38. Adam Hills 39. Simmone Howell 40. Megan Jacobson 41. Amie Kaufman 42. Melissa Keil 43. Nina Kenwood 44. Sharon Kernot 45. Kay Kerr * 46. Will Kostakis 47. Jay Kristoff 48. Ambelin Kwaymullina 49. Benjamin Law 50. Rebecca Lim 51. Gary Lonesborough * 52. Kathleen Loughnan 53. Miranda Luby 54. Tobias Madden 55. Melina Marchetta 56. Ellie Marney * 57. Freya Marske 58. Jodi McAlister * 59. Margot McGovern * 60. Nikki McWatters 61. Anna Morgan 62. Jaclyn Moriarty 63. Liane Moriarty 64. Garth Nix 65. Lynette Noni 66. Carly Nugent 67. Poppy Nwosu 68. Kate O’Donnell 69. Shivaun Plozza 70. Michael Pryor 71. Alice Pung 72. Emily Rodda * 73. Autumn Royal 74. Omar Sakr 75. Holden Sheppard 76. AG Slatter 77. Jo Spurrier 78. Krystal Sutherland * 79. Jared Thomas 80. Hayli Thompson 81. Gabrielle Tozer 82. Christos Tsiolkas 83. Alicia Tuckerman 84. Ellen van Neerven 85. Marlee Jane Ward 86. Vikki Wakefield 87. Lisa Walker 88. Jessica Watson * 89. Allayne L Webster 90. Anna Whateley * 91. Samantha Wheeler 92. Jen Wilde * 93. Rhiannon Wilde 94. Lili WIlkinson 95. Gabrielle Williams 96. Rhiannon Williams 97. Fiona Wood 98. Leanne Yong 99. Suzy Zail 100. Nevo Zisin 101. Markus Zusak

[beguines]

But there seems to be a disjunction between the reports to Lewis and the information he is actually receiving. It is almost as if Lewis is not hearing that the workers have organized. At the same time that Lewis is reporting on the progress of the NIRA through Congress, he states, "This creates wonderful opportunity for workers in industry to organize. Can you report progress in Alabama?"

But it is not just Lewis who is out of touch. On June 5, 1933, the Birmingham Age Herald reports that Mitch is the newly appointed District 20 director (having come from Indiana) and plans to reorganize the UMWA in Alabama. And he has just set up an office. On June 8, Mitch sends Lewis a copy of letter to miners that he has just drawn up. The leaflet is a preliminary one asking for names and information, completely out of touch with the degree of organizing that has already taken place. We have a continuing comedy of inappropriateness. The Birmingham district UMWA office prepares a flyer for a meeting on June 21 to discuss company unions and the meaning of the NIRA (when the battle is virtually over). Yet it is not just the district officials and organizers who are reporting that the workers have organized themselves. The Birmingham News of June 16–​23, for example, reports a large upsurge and organization of new locals. The activity is so great that operators, even in the depth of the Depression, are proposing increased wages and shorter hours, among other things.

The ironies never cease. At the time that Mitch, following Lewis's advice, is preparing for a meeting with coal miners the next week to explain the benefits of the NIRA, he sends a telegram to Lewis. "We are having fine success. Over three thousand signed up . . . six new locals organized today. We are proceeding fast." Such events, including the mismatch between the legislative lobbying by the union leaders, the belated sending of money and organizers to already mobilized miners, and the seeing and not seeing by district officials of the massive upsurge taking place before their eyes, take place in virtually every coal mining district in the country. Dubofsky and Van Tine conclude that Lewis's role and that of the NIRA were "tangential in the sense that the coal miners seemed to organize themselves in June and July 1933, even in the absence of UMW funds and organizers". Alan Singer suggests that Lewis and the UMWA leadership "did not grasp the possibilities, involved in the rank-​and-​file upsurge" while it was going on, even as Philip Murray was attending one of the rank-​and-​file rallies in Pennsylvania at the time. As Singer notes, on June 17, 1933, a day after the NIRA had passed, UMWA leader John Cinque reported that 80% of Ohio miners had already signed up as members. On June 23, 1933, Sam Caddy wrote that all of the main mines in Kentucky were organized. By the end of June, 128,000 new members had been enrolled from the Pennsylvania bituminous coal mines.

Michael Goldfield, The Southern Key: Class, Race, and Radicalism in the 1930s and 1940s

[ahvinculos]

#VÍNCULOS:

sabemos que para algunes es tarea difícil armar conexiones, por lo cual nos esforzamos por hacer de la experiencia algo parecido a un juego. debajo del read more hay una lista con más de cien ideas de las que pueden hacer uso para formar conexiones entre personajes, ya sea que quieran usar la idea así como está o bien utilizarla para profundizar en sus vínculos. lo único que pedimos es que se cumplan las reglas aclaradas a continuación.

INSTRUCCIONES:

les invitamos a compartir una publicación de presentación de sus personajes. recuerden que pueden darle rb desde el blog de vínculos o bien compartir dicho post en el canal de conexiones en el servidor de discord.

pueden hacer uso de cualquier #LUGAR y, si gustan, pueden crear sus propias situaciones en los mismos. en caso contrario, tienen opciones de las que elegir también.

si quieren, pueden dar uso a más de una situación entre dos personajes.

también está permitido armar conexiones POR FUERA de este listado siempre y cuando se respeten las reglas, queda a elección de cada une.

REGLAS:

en primer lugar, les recordamos que la selectividad no está permitida, por lo que les alentamos a formar conexiones con todos los personajes del grupal.

tengan en cuenta que llevan en la ciudad entre uno y dos años, por lo que vínculos como "amigos de la infancia" no estarán permitidos.

tampoco se permitirán los siguientes, en orden a evitar el rol burbuja y que se limiten a dinámicas preestablecidas: ex novios, novios, intereses amorosos directos (es decir, pactar desde ahora que van a estar juntos al iniciar el rol), matrimonios, compromisos y amigos sin compromisos.

#LUGARES y #SITUACIONES.

#LUGAR. en la inauguración del restaurante de la familia zelenka. #001. compartiendo la mesa de degustación. #002. conversación en la barra de cócteles. #003. se cruzan en el baño porque uno de los platos no les ha caído muy bien.

#LUGAR. en el museo de arte de aurelia hills. #004. participan de una visita guiada. #005. coinciden en una actividad interactiva donde los visitantes pueden crear su propia obra de arte. #006. ambos participan de un taller de pintura o escultura organizado por el museo.

#LUGAR. en el aeropuerto de aurelia hills. #007. se conocen durante un retraso en el vuelo. #008. coinciden en la sala vip. #009 comparten un vuelo privado hacia aurelia hills u otro destino.

#LUGAR. en un festival de música llevado a cabo en aurelia hills. #010. se encuentran en la zona vip durante un concierto. #011. coinciden mientras disfrutan de un show al aire libre. #012. comparten una mesa en el buffet del festival.

#LUGAR. en una fiesta de gala en la lujosa mansión de los shin. #013. coinciden en la pista de baile. #014. ambos son invitados de honor. #015. ambos se escapan y coinciden en la sala de entretenimiento de la mansión.

#LUGAR. en el club de polo. #016. participan en un torneo de polo. #017. ambos se anotan en un curso de polo. #018. en un partido benéfico en el que todes participan, les toca ser equipo.

#LUGAR. en un torneo de golf. #019. coinciden en la enfermería. #020. se encuentran mientras dan una vuelta en el campo de golf. #021. hacen una apuesta y uno termina siendo el caddie del otro.

#LUGAR. en una subasta de arte benéfica en la galería de los vorosky. #022. ambos participan en la puja por el mismo artículo. #023. coinciden en la recepción previa a la subasta. #024. les toca en la misma mesa y se divierten ofreciendo sumas exorbitantes de dinero para obligar a que el resto suban sus ofertas al máximo.

#LUGAR. en un evento de caridad en el exclusivo salón de baile. #025. coinciden en una actividad de recaudación de fondos. #026. participan en el comité de la organización. #027. ambos son reconocidos como los mayores contribuyentes del evento.

#LUGAR. en un paseo en yate durante la regata anual. #028. se conocen mientras disfrutan de un cóctel en la cubierta. #029. participan en una actividad de equipo durante el evento. #030. se encuentran al sentarse a disfrutar del atardecer.

#LUGAR. en un spa de lujo en el centro de bienestar de la ciudad. #031. ambos participan en una clase de bienestar y relajación. #032. por error, les agendan el mismo horario en el jacuzzi. #033. se conocen durante una sesión de yoga exclusiva.

#LUGAR. en una de moda de la familia satsuki. #034. participan como modelos. #035. les toca sentarse juntos al costado de la pasarela. #036. coinciden en la fiesta posterior al desfile.

#LUGAR. en una competencia de tenis en la cancha privada del club deportivo local. #037. se enfrentan en un partido de tenis. #038. se conocen mientras disfrutan de un refrigerio. #039. apuestan uno en contra del otro mientras ven un partido.

#LUGAR. en un almuerzo en el exclusivo restaurante en la cima de uno de los tantos rascacielos. #040. uno le quita la reserva al otro. #041. comparten la mesa durante un almuerzo. #042. ambos se escabullen a la parte trasera de la terraza para disfrutar de la vista en tranquilidad.

#LUGAR. en una clase de equitación dictada por la familia svensson. #043. ambos participa en una actividad de salto ecuestre. #044. coinciden durante el paseo a caballo inicial. #045. ambos son enviados a peinar y preparar un mismo caballo.

#LUGAR. en una carrera de autos en el circuito de carreras de lujo. #046. ambos participan en una competición de karting en el circuito de principiantes. #047. se conocen en el área de pits mientras se acercan hablar con gente del ambiente. #048. coinciden en una pequeña exposición de autos de lujo que acompaña la carrera.

#LUGAR. en una exposición de joyería fina de la familia galván. #049. coinciden en un pequeño taller de joyas organizado por la familia. #050. ambos se acercan a la matriarca de la familia para preguntar por la misma joya. #051. se chocan entre sí y desparraman por accidente una bandeja llena de piedras preciosas.

#LUGAR. en un té de la tarde en la mansión histórica de los vanderbilt. #052. se conocen mientras exploran los hermosos jardines de la mansión. #053. uno tira una taza de té encima del otro por accidente. #054. se enfrascan en una competencia de quién puede comer más pastelitos en toda la tarde.

#LUGAR. en una cata exclusiva en la bodega de la familia couronne. #055. comparten la experiencia de participar en la cosecha de uvas. #056. coinciden en una subasta de vinos de colección poco comunes. #057. ambos participan en una visita guiada por la bodega.

#LUGAR. en una ruta de senderismo en las montañas privadas. #058. se conocen en una zona de descanso panorámica durante la ruta de senderismo. #059. ambos se encuentran en una pequeña cascada en la montaña. #060. uno encuentra al otro un tanto perdido.

#LUGAR. en una conferencia de negocios en el centro de convenciones de élite. #061. se conocen durante una sesión de networking. #062. ambos participan como oradores en la conferencia. #063. ambos forman parte del panel de discusión y debate a lo largo del evento.

#LUGAR. en un evento llevado a cabo por la familia suwannarit en celebración del día de la naturaleza. #064. se conocen mientras participan en una caminata. #065. ambos colaboran en la plantación de árboles en una reserva. #066. les toca compartir un pequeño paseo en kayak en la laguna local.

#LUGAR. en una exposición de tecnología de vanguardia en el centro de innovación fundado por los zhang. #067. coinciden mientras interactúan en las exhibiciones. #068. ambos participan en la demostración de práctica de un nuevo dispositivo. #069. se conocen durante una charla de un destacado inventor.

#LUGAR. en la sala vip del casino de la familia vila. #070. jugando uno contra el otro en una mesa de póker. #071. uno le roba al otro su trago en la barra de cócteles. #072. se conocen durante un torneo de blackjack.

#LUGAR. en un concierto íntimo y privado ofrecido a familias seleccionadas de parte de la familia montague. #073. ambos son seleccionados para participar en el karaoke después del show. #074. se encuentran durante la sesión de autógrafos después del concierto. #075. comparten mesa en la cena previa al show.

#LUGAR. en una conferencia sobre la protección ambiental realizada por la familia cattaneo. #076. se conocen mientras participan en mesas de discusión sobre estrategias de conservación. #077. coinciden en un voluntariado. #078. se encuentran al acercarse a los organizadores para realizar una donación.

#LUGAR. en un evento caritativo para la búsqueda de curas de diversas enfermedades realizado por la familia montalvo. tw: sangre. tw: agujas. #079. ambos colaboran en la recaudación de fondos durante el evento. #080. realizan donaciones de objetos de valor para la subasta. #081. se encuentran al anotarse como donantes de sangre y médula osea.

#LUGAR. en un evento caritativo orquestado por la familia hidalgo. #082. se ofrecen como voluntarios para actividades sociales a las afueras de aurelia hills. #083. son voceros en el evento. #084. reciben el reconocimiento como mayores contribuyentes a la causa.

#LUGAR. en un evento de presentación y prueba de vehículos de la última línea llevada a cabo por la familia whittman. #085. ambos participan en una actividad de conducción off-road. #086. se conocen en la presentación de tecnologías avanzadas integradas en los nuevos vehículos. #087. se conocen en una mesa de inversionistas en la empresa de la familia.

#LUGAR. en la fiesta de navidad realizada por la familia de vries. #088. les toca ser el amigo invisible el uno del otro. #089. les toca disfrazarse de mr. y mrs. claus. #090. coinciden en una esquina del salón de la fiesta mientras disfrutan de las delicias navideñas.

#LUGAR. en una degustación de café llevada a cabo por la familia atalay. #091. se conocen mientras participan en una cata de granos de café. #092. participan una clase de barismo exclusiva. #093. se anotan para aprender sobre el proceso del tostado del café.

#LUGAR. en un evento de deportes electrónicos organizado por la familia park. #094. coinciden mientras participan de un torneo de videojuegos. #095. ambos son parte de una liga de deportes electrónicos. #096. coinciden en una zona de realidad virtual durante el evento.

#LUGAR. en una subasta de aviones de lujo llevada a cabo por la familia havoc. #097. se conocen mientras participan en la puja por un avión privado. #098. son invitados a una sesión de demostración de vuelo. #099. se conocen en un curso de seguridad aeronáutica.

#LUGAR. en el cumpleaños del padre de la familia grimaldi-casiraghi. #100. ambos obsequian el mismo regalo al cumpleañero. #101. uno le tira la bebida encima al otro en pleno brindis. #102. ambos participan de una actividad de juego organizada como parte de la fiesta.

#LUGAR. en la fiesta por el día de la independencia de la familia graze-juri. #103. se conocen mientras se quejan con los organizadores por el uso de la pirotecnia. #104. participan de un desfile temático en el evento. #105. les toca en la misma mesa a la hora de la cena.

#LUGAR. en la fiesta de la familia baek por la celebración del estreno de su reality show. #106. aparecen al mismo tiempo en la alfombra roja del evento. #107. se conocen mientras disfrutan de una cena temática con comida típica surcoreana. #108. coinciden en una entrevista con la prensa.

#LUGAR. en la apertura de una de las torres de shoppings más grandes de la ciudad llevada, un proyecto realizado por la familia campbell. #109. se conocen mientras exploran las nuevas tiendas exclusivas. #110. participan en una sesión de fotos para publicitar el lugar. #111. ambos participan de una sesión de compras personalizadas.

[healerqueen]

50 Favorite Children’s Books

Inspired by Studio Ghibli director Hayao Miyazaki’s list of his earliest literary influences. This list is limited to books I read in childhood or youth. 50 Childhood Favorites

Caddie Woodlawn and sequel by Carol Ryrie Brink

Winter Cottage by Carol Ryrie Brink

The Saturdays, The Four-Story Mistake, and sequels by Elizabeth Enright

Enemy Brothers by Constance Savery

The Reb and the Redcoats by Constance Savery

Carry On, Mr. Bowditch by Jean Lee Latham

Derwood, Inc. by Jeri Massi

A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett

The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett

Little House series by Laura Ingalls Wilder

Heidi by Joanna Spyri

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

Understood Betsy by Dorothy Canfield Fisher

The Wheel on the School by Meindert De Jong

All-of-a-Kind Family by Sydney Taylor

Family Grandstand by Carol Ryrie Brink

Baby Island by Carol Ryrie Brink

Cheaper By the Dozen and sequel by Frank B. Gilbreth, Jr. and Ernestine Gilbreth Carey

Rebecca’s War by Ann Finlayson

The Lost Baron by Allen French

Snow Treasure by Marie McSwigan

Number the Stars by Lois Lowry

The Winged Watchman by Hilda Van Stockum

A Single Shard by Linda Sue Park

By the Great Horn Spoon by Sid Fleischman

Captive Treasure by Milly Howard

Toliver’s Secret by Esther Wood Brady

Silver for General Washington by Enid LaMonte Meadowcroft

Emil’s Pranks by Astrid Lindgren

Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH by Robert C. O’Brien

Hitty: Her First Hundred Years by Rachel Field

Twenty-One Balloons by William Pene du Bois

Freddy the Detective and Freddy the Pig series by Walter R. Brooks

The Cricket in Times Square by George Selden

Mr. Popper’s Penguins by Robert Lawson

Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White

The Borrowers by Mary Norton

The Wombles by Elisabeth Beresford

Homer Price by Robert McCloskey

The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin

Winnie-the-Pooh by A.A. Milne

Sir Cumference and the Dragon of Pi by Cindy Neuschwander and Wayne Geehan

Tuesdays at the Castle by Jessica Day George

The Bridge and Crown and Jewel by Jeri Massi

The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis

The Gammage Cup by Carol Kendall

Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine

The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien

The Mysterious Benedict Society by Trenton Lee Stewart

The City of Ember by Jeanne DuPrau

Young Adult:

The Eagle of the Ninth and other books by Rosemary Sutcliff

The Bronze Bow by Elizabeth George Speare

The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien

Ranger’s Apprentice by John Flanagan

Dragon Slippers by Jessica Day George

Buffalo Brenda by Jill Pinkwater

The Arrival by Shaun Tan

Small Steps: The Year I Got Polio by Peg Kehret (a nonfiction memoir)

Picture Books:

Make Way for Ducklings and other books by Robert McCloskey

Go, Dog, Go by P.D. Eastman

Sam and the Firefly by P.D. Eastman

Robert the Rose Horse by Joan Heilbroner

Ice-Cream Larry by Daniel Pinkwater

Mr. Putter and Tabby by Cynthia Rylant

Discovered as an Adult: Seesaw Girl by Linda Sue Park

The Ordinary Princess by M.M. Kaye

The Armourer’s House by Rosemary Sutcliff

Urchin of the Riding Stars and the Mistmantle Chronicles by M.I. McAllister

Princess Academy by Shannon Hale

Johnny Tremain by Esther Forbes

Escape to West Berlin by Maurine F. Dahlberg

Listening for Lions by Gloria Whelan

The Angel on the Square by Gloria Whelan

Courage in Her Hands by Iris Noble

Knight’s Fee by Rosemary Sutcliff

Victory at Valmy (Thunder of Valmy) by Geoffrey Trease

Word to Caesar (Message to Hadrian) by Geoffrey Trease

The Letter for the King by Tonke Dragt

The Thief by Megan Whalen Turner

The Reluctant Godfather by Allison Tebo

Seventh City by Emily Hayse

Escape to Vindor by Emily Golus

Valiant by Sarah McGuire

The Secret Keepers by Trenton Lee Stewart

[idealisticrealism]

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New trailer! Which means new details for me to obsess over lol, so get ready

First, there's a shot at the airplane hangar with a bunch of masked dudes in vans shooting the place up-- so looks like Thony's plan to bring meds from The Philippines (and to bring Fi back) will run into a big roadblock there. Probably a rival cartel (likely Sin Cara?) trying to prevent her bringing drugs onto their turf. But ugh also it looks like Arman's caddy is there????? Thony is there in her girlboss outfit when the shooting happens, so I'm guessing she was the one who drove the caddy there to keep up her appearance as the badass crime lady from 2x12 (which means she would have had to go to Arman and Nadia's house to ask Nadia for it probably?). But oh god I don't think I could take it if the caddy got destroyed... please writers, show some mercy!

In one clip we see Thony sitting on the floor in Luca's room crying with a bottle of alcohol beside her, and she's looking at her phone- the trailer makes it look like she's talking to Fi about the price on her head, and she probably is, but what if it's a sneaky cut of a different phone conversation, and in that scene she's actually talking to someone about Arman??? ughhhh help me

Thony goes to someone to get in touch with the cartel, and then we see her basically offering her services to Jorge's sister Ramona (which makes sense; she has a skillset that she already knows is valuable to criminal organisations and which has saved her life before. Why wouldn't she try offering it again?), and then Ramona says that they will protect her family. So either Jorge and Ramona are part of a rival cartel from Sin Cara and are protecting her from them in exchange for her special cleaning lady skills, or they are Sin Cara (whether Thony knows it or not) and choose to use her rather than kill her, because doing so both eliminates the threat that her drug smuggling posed to their business, and also allows them to repeatedly punish her for it until they eventually do decide to kill her.

The glimpses of Jorge picking her up to go clean up a body in some kind of warehouse are clearly meant as parallels with those kind of moments she had with Arman, but I'm really hoping that the writers will flip the expectations there, and instead of having the same kind of partnership that formed between her and Arman happen again with Jorge, they write it to be much more antagonistic and captor/captive. After all, Arman had to put her in those tough situations because it was the only way he could prove her worth to Hayak and keep her safe; whereas Jorge very much seems to be the man in charge, which means he is putting her through all of that just because he can.

Anyways this 'new chapter' they keep pushing better be Thony's mob queen era and not her new romance arc that's all I'm saying lol

( @igetthebag @prhiswife @psharlovee you guys got any thoughts lol?)

[wickdcreatures]

          📝 muse ; felix. MAJOR trigger warning for stalking.

          I saw him today, where I thought he would be, with his hand around the waist of a new woman. It makes me sick to think about. 

It’s a new letter — dug up from the depths of Felix's van after a thorough cleaning, one that he insisted he do himself. There was too much in there to busy someone else with, or there wasn’t enough work to worry about — he really never could get his lie straight. But this letter, written hastily on an old, crusty piece of notebook paper fashioned to a worn out garment bag is a new addition to the ever growing box he keeps hidden away in his study, placed gingerly on top. 

          To say that I wish that were me is a lie. I see how he eats them up with his eyes and throws aside their empty husks when he is done with them. I’ve seen the public meltdowns from girls that think they were different from all the rest. And I’ve heard the rumors that those are the lucky ones.            But what I will say is that I wish that I could get that close to him — and one day, I will. One day we will meet and he will take one look at me and realize he would like nothing more than to waste time with me. I will become his favorite plaything. 

Felix has always been known well for his immaculate handwriting; swooping curls and perfect cursive, impressive considering his left handedness. His penmanship in this note is rushed, frantic, hard to read, and full of misspellings. Rage comes off these words, as if the emotion itself was steeped into the paper as he wrote.

          I found his car today, too — that mint green caddy convertible I always see him in. Stupid, pretty boy left his doors unlocked, and even if he hadn’t, he left his windows down. Is he inviting me in? Does he know I’m here? It feels like an invitation, like a birthday surprise; he left me a designer sweater. I don’t know what brand it is, but I don’t really mind. ( IT’S MOSCHINO, YOU IDIOT. ) Is this what he smells like? When was the last time he wore this? 

Inside the garment bag is the sweater — bold colors and bolder patterned, in remarkable shape given the state of the bag it’s held in, as though it’s maybe only been worn three times in total. Once opened, the garment bag reveals more than just the secret of the sweater — from it falls a plain, white envelope, lazily ripped open. Whatever was inside had long since been lost, but the envelope itself remained, and so did the handwritten scrawl on the front.

          But the greatest gift he could have left me? His address.

[crestfallen-infatuation]

Draped up and dripped out

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Three in the mornin', gettin' the gat out the stash spot

Drape-, drape-, drape-, drape-

Draped up and dripped out

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Three in the mornin', gettin' the gat out the stash spot

Drape-, drape-, drape-, drape-

I got five bullets left in my nine

Grain' at the Glock, looking to fuck up someone's spine

May not do this all the time

Yeah, I might be Cherry but my haters all pie

See the reaper smiling when you look me in my eye (In my eye)

Ridin' down my corner, got my Tony on me

My whip look like Captain Cream, inside pepperoni

Fleetwood day dreamin' but I'll never let em step up on me

Shoutout all my Florida and my Texas homies (My Texas homies)

Got my gut sticking out, I'm from fat city

Everytime I hit the block, the cops is acting piggy

Blanco never left the 7th Ward, from the Lake to New York

Yeah, you know I settle scores

I try to keep y'all up to date on my escapades

PS5 up in the Escalade, running down esplanade

Wock up in my lemonade, now them demons in my head to get some shade

Hold the tool out then look at the mess I made

I can't fix shit but my desire to get high

All my homies that have died, they all watch me from the sky

Life can be fucked up, but I'm glad to be here

Looking for the love, but instead I see fear

Shawty saw my dick, like when headlights meet deer

I told her "Turn around", then I pulled her rear mirror

I told her "Listen up, like you got like 3 ears

You my whole world, I can't even see spills"

Draped up and dripped out

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Three in the mornin', gettin' the gat out the stash spot

Drape-, drape-, drape-, drape-

Pull up player mackin'

Bought my bitch a Birkin

Whip self-park, gettin' head while I back-in

Mane, I'm getting paid just to sigh and breathe it back in

Used to cash change for some cigs, $5 on pump ten

Northside superstar (North!), pull up just to piss 'em off

Shawty see my bills, I said "This dildo what this kitchen cost"

Show you how to pimp a RAW, show you how to lick the cross

Playas up, suckers down, pussies I just kill 'em all

Pimpin' fours on 'em hoes, $lick don't usually talk a lot

Ridin' with some girls that turn your homie to a parking lot

Five up a Swisher Sweet, eyes looking bittersweet

Broken heart shawty, but it's yet to miss a fucking beat

Three in the morning, it's just me and Screw

Mane, too many thangs I wish that wasn't true

Mane, been pimping keys like I'm Stephen Hough

Germans growling sounding like a European zoo

What it do? Foreign 'Cedes and that Caddy set

Caddy for my dad, bought my girl a new Macan

Northern Lands, Southside, that's where I'll be dead (7th Ward!)

I'm on them beaches that's forever like I'm Warren Van

Still do the slide, gold in my mind

Ball on these hoes, like I'm Luka downtown, mane

One for the money, two 30's for pain

Xan' for my nerves, only way I stay sane, mane

W-What it do? Foreign 'Cedes and that Caddy set

Caddy for my dad, bought my girl a new Macan

Running down esplanade, running down esplanade, in the Escalade

Wock up in my lemonade, demons in-in-in my

What it do? What-what-what-what it-what it do?

Bla-Bla-Blanco never left the 7th Ward, never left the 7th Ward

[littleladymab]

Still Waiting Duology (a wip intro for @moon-and-seraph's WORDS INTO POTIONS March event)

Genre: Fantasy (low fantasy, magic and second world, but only humans) Summary: After graduating from the country's most prestigious magical academy with no real interest in signing up for a tour of "border patrol", Cateryn drags her best friend and duel partner Jigar to tour the country with her -- hoping that maybe her restlessness will finally settle. She has no home to return to, and no idea of what a future is supposed to look like. When one year threatens to become two, they finally stumble upon three people whose struggles resonate with Cateryn's: Raif, who lost their father, their wife, and their future to one torrential storm and decided to leave home to save their mother the trouble of an heir who couldn't uphold the family name; Kira, a seer whose powers resulted in xir becoming a political prisoner when xir home was invaded; and Arris, Kira's husband who was helpless to save his employer and suffered at the hands of the occupying force before he could get himself and his spouse to freedom.

For the first time in a long time, Cateryn finds herself wanting to stay in one place and to open up to the people around her, even though Jigar thinks they should keep moving on. Because the two of them are destined for great things, he likes to say, but she knows what is best, and he's content to stay with her. Except for the past has a way of catching up with everyone, and they all find themselves dragged into political responsibilities as the neighboring country is getting agitated with an increasing number of border disputes, and rumors of something more than the usual bandits roaming the south.

And when Cateryn's past involvements with her father's spirit magic come back to haunt her, she has to decide if she wants to accept that part of her, or reject it and everything that comes with it before its too late. Etc: writing tag || pin board

My goal this month is to finish the outline for at least book 1 if not both books, and to GIVE IT A PROPER TITLE. And, between this and SD, hopefully write 4 chapters/about 10k.

Main Cast

Cateryn Caddis-Dowell (she/her); between 24/28; skilled at offensive/battle magic || playlist

Raif Van to Yuen-ha (they/he); between 28/32; dishonored heir to the Yuen-ha family; mediocre alchemist || playlist

Jigar Soru (he/him); between 26/30; skilled at defensive magic; "self-taught" spirit mage || playlist

Kira Dittmar (xe/xir); between 23/27; diviner/seer who would like to be retired || playlist

Arris Dittmar (he/him); between 29/33; sword for hire, just happy to be here! (he doesn't have a playlist yet I'm sorry)

Snippet

Raif didn’t even bother trying not to look miserable. If their mother wanted to make a spectacle out of their humiliation, then she’d have to do it with a sulking heir.

“Which part of this is the worst?” Cateryn asks, startling them out of their reverie.

“Pardon?” they ask in return, straightening their posture just a bit now that they’re the center of someone’s attention.

She gestures to the ballroom. “It’s the taffeta, personally. I am sweating like it isn’t the dead of winter in the north, and everyone can hear me from a mile away.” She says it low, conspiratorially, and they can’t help but laugh. “Ah, there it is.”

“The key to the taffeta’s undoing?” they whisper back, reaching out to ruffle her skirt. It whish whish whishes loudly beneath their touch.

“No, your smile.”

They snort into their wine glass. “Please, Cateryn, you don’t need to skulk about with me because you feel sorry for me.” It’s hard to keep the bitterness from their voice as they mirror her gesture towards the room. “My mother isn’t trying to humiliate you.”

They don’t mention how they noticed the way Aiden had been doting on her all evening despite this being a party for him.

“Is it wrong of me to want to keep you company?” she asks innocently. “You know, better yet, want to get out of here?”

Raif pauses with the wine glass against their lips. Leave the party early? Without saying hello, yes, I’m well thank you, yes I miss Linna and my father terribly but I’m sure Aiden will do a splendid job where I’ve failed as a child, but at least I don’t have to be my mother’s son anymore — Aiden can do that, to every one of Uyen’s friends?

The thought sends a frisson of rebellious delight through them, and they pass their half-finished glass to a nearby server. “More than anything,” they say, and Cateryn answers with a grin.

She takes their hand — in front of their mother, the family gods, and everyone — and tugs them towards the exit on the far side of the ballroom.

Uyen doesn’t call after them, but Raif can feel her disdain follow them into the hall.