#I LOVE IT MCDONALDS TINE

[sothissophist]

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[abigailht]

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[batfam-aus]

- batboys are at a noisy mcdonalds after a long patrol. silverware is clattering, people are chattering -

tim: [bees buzzing in his head]

tim: [mental bees intensifying]

tim: ALRIGHT THATS IT! SHUT THE FUCK UP! shut up!!!! I AM TIRED OF HEARING

[restaurant falls silent and everyone stares at tim]

tim: i… am sitting down ._.

dick: what’s going on tim-tam are you okay

tim: it’s the fucking tapping it’s the NOISE it’s the RACKET

jason: uh……… huh………

damian: no. drake is entirely correct. the noise in this establishment is infuriating

dick: the sounds of a normal mcdonalds???

tim: dick you don’t understand my brain keeps trying to translate the clattering dishes into morse code and i can’t turn it off

tim: it’s all gibberish dick

jason: you think so too, imp?

damian: having spent so much tine with all of you i am developing an immunity to gibberish. but yes

jason: i don’t…

jason: …

jason: shit y’all are right this is annoying as hell. fuck you for bringing my attention to it

tim: it drives me actually insane

jason: totally get it dude

damian: it is distracting to say the least

jason: oh yeah absolutely

dick: i have a solution! [starts tapping over the background noise]

jason, tim, and damian: FOR FUCKS SAKE

jason, tim, and damian: i… love…… you… guys………

jason: awwww

tim: huh actually i don’t mind it when there’s a pattern

damian: i can accept your solution—for now

dick: don’t worry guys i can do this all night :D

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

Charlie Weasley, Professor

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31490714

“Are you sure?”

Minerva looked at Charlie. “Yes, Mr. Weasley. I’m sure. You are an excellent candidate for the position. You have obtained a mastery in Care of Magical Creatures. You work with dragons. You should be able to handle the students.”

Charlie rubbed the back of his neck. “Well, when you put it that way, I guess.”

A dragon roared in the distance. Minerva sighed. “I shall owl you your contract. I suggest you start putting together your lesson plan.”

A panicked look crossed Charlie’s face. “Lesson plan!?”

*

(“So, if the third years start with hippogriffs, then we have time to cover all the basics and a few creatures before December, right? Right!?”

“Why are you asking me, mate? I’ve never taught a class.”

“Neither have I, Daniel. Neither have I!”

“Uh, are you ok?”

“NO!”)

*

Charlie paced in front of the hippogriffs’ enclosure. “It’s going to be fine.” He muttered to himself. “No one is going to die, you aren’t going to get fired on the first day, get banned from the dragon preserve, and have to work at McDonald’s, whatever that is. You’ll be fine.”

“Charlie!? What’re you doing here!?”

Charlie turned to look at his brother. “It’s Professor Weasley, Mr. Weasley.”

Ron looked shocked. “You’re the Care of Magical Creatures professor?”

Charlie crossed his arms. “I’ll have you know that I am an excellent candidate for the position, especially since it was originally supposed to be Hagrid.”

“What’s wrong with Hagrid?”

“Nothing. He would have been a horrible teacher, though. He doesn’t even have a mastery in the subject. Some of the creatures are dangerous. Unicorns may look nice, but they carry around what akins to a magical spear on their head. Hippogriffs” he gestured behind him. “may not look that dangerous, but they are if you don’t pay them the right amount of respect.”

Ron paled. “Really?” 

“Yeah,” Charlie looked toward where the rest of the class was waiting. “Go back and join your friends. Class is starting.”

“Yes, Professor Weasley.”

*

(“Well? How’d it go?”

“I’m not working at McDonald’s, so I think it went well.”

“McDonald’s? Why would you work at McDonald’s?”

“Uh, no reason, Bill.”)

*

Charlie pushed his mashed potatoes with the tines of his fork, shaping it into little triangle shapes on the tail. “If everyone thinks there’s a curse on the Defense position, why hasn’t anyone asked a curse breaking team to come by?”

Minerva looked at him. “I don’t know, Mr. Weasley. Did you have anybody in mind?” 

Charlie grinned at his old teacher. “Bill owes me a favor.”

*

(“Why are we doing this?”

“Charlie called in a favor.”

“Yeah, but why are we doing this?”

“Because you technically work for me, and I’d rather my siblings get a good education for once.”

“I don’t see how that’s my problem…”)

*

Charlie followed Bill as he led his team through the halls. “How long is this going to take?”

“As long as it needs to.” Bill glanced back at him. “Shouldn’t you be teaching or something?”

“It’s Saturday.”

Bill sighed. “Are you just going to follow me around all day?”

“Maybe.”

“Wouldn’t you rather go see if you can find the Grim that’s supposedly hanging around?”

“There’s a Grim at Hogwarts?” Charlie narrowed his eyes. “Wait… how would you know? Is this a trick?”

Bill pointed at a gaggle of students nearby. “Your students are loud.”

“Yeah,” Charlie sighed. “They kind of are. I’ll see you later.”

*

(“Who’s a good doggie? You are; yes, you are!”

“Woof!”

“Come on, let’s get you a meal and a bath.”)

*

Bill looked up from where he was scratching runes into a stone. “When I said “Go find the Grim”, I didn’t mean “Go find the Grim, adopt it, then come back and bug me.”

Charlie glanced down at the dog at his side. “I couldn’t just leave him there! Look at him. He’s all skin and bones.”

Bill sighed. “Just… don’t let him pee on our stuff.”

“He wouldn’t do that! Would you, boy?”

The dog swished his tail and barked. 

*

(“Professor Lupin!”

“You can call me Remus, Charlie.”

“Ok, Professor Lupin. What do you think I should name my dog?”

“Uh… Snuffles?”)

*

Snuffles, as he was now called, stared sadly from his position in front of the professors’ table at Remus. Remus avoided the dog’s gaze.

“Hey, Professor Lupin, could you watch Snuffles for a while for me? He likes you best, and I need to go down into Hogsmeade tomorrow.” Charlie said cheerfully.

Remus sighed. “I suppose, Charlie.”

*

(“Snuffles? Really?”

“You deserve it for leaving me like that.”

“You know I didn’t mean to.”

“Just… shut up and let me hug you.”)

*

Bill walked into the great hall, having let his team finish packing up while he delivered the news. “Well, after many days of hard work, we got the curse out, and a couple nasty compulsions. This year’s teacher will stay, if they want to, and everyone should be a bit nicer.”

A student nearby stood up and shouted, “Hey! Professor Lupin is staying!”

Snuffles wagged his tail and barked alongside the students cheering. Remus laid his head in his hands and muttered, “Oh dear.”

*

(“Albus? I’d like to extend my contract.”

“What made you change your mind, my boy?”

“... No reason, Headmaster.”)

*

Sirius looked up from his spot next to Remus and nudged him in the side. “Just like the old days, huh?”

“Just because we’re both at Hogwarts doesn’t mean we’re going to start pranking everyone again. We’re professors now.”

Sirius groaned and let his head fall against the table. “Why did I take this job again?”

“Because you wanted your godson to have a proper education in the history of his world?”

“Sure, let’s go with that.”

“You made Charlie quite sad, though. He’s upset that Snuffles ran away.”

“Being a fugitive isn’t as fun as it sounds.”

*

(“Ok, class, who can tell me about the goblin wars?”

“...”

“Really!? It’s all Binns used to talk about!”)

*

Charlie looked up as Sirius banged his head against the table gently. “Why, why, why.”

Remus caught Charlie’s eye. “Don’t worry, he’s just upset that his students are idiots.”

Charlie nodded and resumed his conversation with Minerva about the ethics of using animals for transfiguration.

*

(“Heya, Charlie. How’s teaching going?”

“Daniel? What are you doing here?”

“Oh, no reason. Just… friendly visit.”

“I can hear the roaring. Where are they?”

“... Forbidden Forest.”)

*

Charlie walked into the great hall, the smell of smoke clinging to him, causing the students he passed to cover their noses. 

Minerva sighed as he sat down. “Charlie, can you please not be so obvious about the task?”

Charlie patted down the ends of his singed hair. “What do you mean?”

Sirius stifled a laugh. 

*

(“You should have seen her, Bill! It was amazing!”

“What was?”

“Fleur Delacour! She put a dragon to sleep! All by herself! You’d love her.”

“... Is that impressive?”

“Is that impressiv- Yes! It’s very impressive! She put a scared and angry mother dragon to sleep, BY HERSELF, and the real eggs weren’t damaged, and it was only bad luck her skirt caught on fire, and it was amazing, and-”)

*

(“Hey, Charlie, do you remember Fleur Delaco-”

“Of course! Why?”

“Well, I’m dating he-”

“WILLIAM WEASLEY, IF YOU DON’T MARRY HER, I WILL!”

“You don’t even like people, Charlie.”

“I don’t care!”)

[petekaos]

a concept: man/boss

this was all started by this little ask. welcome to my dumbass brain. i hate it here. 

i wanna say that man and boss got together last year of high school, the year when sarawat was desperately in love with tine. they didn’t pine for each other for a very long time, and neither did they ask the other one out. they weren’t even drunk when they first got together. sarawat was out doing a rehearsal for his first small gig and man invited boss over to play video games. somewhere in between, boss went downstairs to get snacks--and suddenly in between the temporary absence of his laughter and his glorious return bearing seaweed, man realised in that second that he was kinda, sorta in love with him.

in true man fashion, he tries to keep it under wraps but ends up blurting it out before boss leaves. in true boss fashion, boss laughs at him for a solid minute before putting on his serious!boss face (which actually is just a ploy to get man to laugh--and it always works), says “i have been in love with you since the day we met, you fucking idiot” and kisses him.

what happens when you put two teens together who have maybe a quarter of a fluctuating braincell combined? they try to hide their relationship from their other best friend, just for as long as it takes for them to come to terms with it themselves (which ends up not being long at all, turns out dating your dumbass best friend still means sitting up till 3am in your socks and boxers eating soggy cereal and watching final destination movies, just with a little bit of delay cause you can make out now).

said best friend, a dumbass in his own right but not when it comes to man and boss, figures it out in a week. sarawat and man are sitting together and boss shows up with man’s favourite drink, sitting down next to him and stretching ridiculously. wat takes one look at casual arm boss is trying to put around man and says, “you know you two can just tell me that you’re together, right?”

their first date is at a fancy restaurant. boss spends two days harassing google about best restaurants to take your boyfriend to????? and where can i take my best friend turned boyfriend on our first date?? and oh my god i am so stupid what do i DO like it’s a real person. he tries to harass sarawat but gets nothing but a “he’s your best fucking friend you eighth braincelled moron he’d watch a freshly painted wall dry with you and i know that for a fact because remember last year when i painted my wall and you both stared at it for an hour” and then blocks him.

they both dress up in shirts and jeans. they stay in the fancy restaurant for all of five minutes before they realise that they can’t pronounce any of the fancy french words and the prices cost more than their kidneys. so they book it the fuck out of there at 9pm and find the nearest mcdonalds. man stuffs his face with mickey d’s and boss has never been more in love.

(their second date is them in each other’s ratty old t-shirts and basketball shorts as they watch more action movies together.)

boss would never admit it but one time as they had started uni and man was playing a game where he was benched (for being too rowdy, which boss thinks was unfair, wat thinks was completely fair, and man had just snickered at), he ended up pacing on the sidelines and having to restrict himself from marching over to man and kissing him right in the middle of the game. because he’s always been attracted to man, but there’s just something about him when he’s sweaty from playing football and pushing his hair back in the sunshine.

man is the only one (apart from sarawat) who sees boss when he’s tired. he’s always been the comedic relief, cracking jokes and not letting people see too much into his emotions. but when boss is tired, he goes soft and emotional, clinging onto man and telling him he loves him. he doesn’t seem like it, but in reality he’s just a big puppy who wants to be cuddled 24/7.

the comedy continues through to sex. whenever they have it, and boss makes a tired old joke, man has to decide between laughing and looking up at the ceiling like he could shake god through it. usually, it comes out as more of a disappointed snort and a fond “you idiot.”

they share so many clothes! they move in together for uni and have one closet, neither of them is sure which t-shirt belongs to who but they wear it anyway, and whenever they go out to buy new clothes, they always make sure it’s something the other one would wear as well because it always ends up being worn by both of them.

man gets buff so he can carry boss everywhere, bridal style or piggyback ride. sometimes people watch them as they trudge slowly along campus, tears in their eyes from laughing too hard about this insider or the other.

for all their dumbass-ness, they give stellar advice on relationships, especially for friends who move on to becoming more. when sarawat confesses to them that he’s fallen for tine, they talk to him about telling him and how to do it best. when he and tine enter a relationship, they talk to him about having to put in effort to make it work! when earn comes to them, bold-faced and strong, about liking another girl, they cheer for her silently on the sidelines as she asks pear out. it’s the little things.

and slowly, everyone in their faculty and in their friend groups and the same parts of their uni figures out they’re together. it’s not like they make out in public, but the way they joke around with each other and tease each other; the way man is always seen wearing boss’s jacket when it’s the winter months; the way man always has his arm slung around boss’s shoulder, and the way they have their pinkies linked while sitting down at a table, man leaning into boss as he shakes with laughter--well. it’s just obvious, isn’t it?

[i-bleed-strawberry-milk]

Ｆｉｒｓｔ Ｄａｔｅ (Shane Madej x Reader Fluff Fic)

(the first of a few fanfics about Shane Madej) ((this is also posted on my Wattpad so don’t worry if you see it there as well))

You're busying yourself at your desk, burying yourself in your work. You're an artist and writer for Buzzfeed, a job that comes with a lot of hours but the pays good. Shane has noticed how stressed out you've been, deciding that today was the best time to pop the question that he's been pondering for a few months now.

He's stood in front of his desk, staring over at you, "C'mon Shane, it's simple. Plus, even if she does reject you, Y/n isn't the type to ruin a friendship over something like this." Shane continues shuffling his feet, Ryan looks at him laughing to himself. He's never seem Shane like this, it makes him feel kinda guilty for teasing him, "Look man, she likes you, it'll be fine. She needs the stress relief anyway." Ryan puts a reassuring hand on Shane's shoulder. Shane glances over his shoulder, down at Ryan, who gives him a kind smile. Shane gives a stern nod, turning to face your desk again, you still haven't noticed the boys. Shane begins walking over, becoming more scared by the moment.

As he finds himself finally placed beside your desk, you once again don't notice until you feel the tap on your shoulder. You look up to see Shane staring down at you, he gives you an awkward wave. You take your headphones off, wrapping them around your neck, "Oh, hi Shane! What's up?" You ask smiling at him tiredly. "Well, uh, the thing is... Um..." Shane stutters, trying to think of the right words. "I'm listening." You smile reassuringly. Shane closes his eyes, taking in a deep breath, "I've been contemplating on asking you this for awhile now and seeing how stressed and overwhelmed you've been I thought that it'd be nice for you to take a break. With me. On a date." Shane kept his eyes closed, not wanting to see your reaction. Little did he know that you were smiling widely, "Are you asking me out?"

    "Yes, but if you're too busy or don't want to, I get it." Shane says, turning his head away nervously. You're mentally screaming but decide to try be cool, "No! I'd love to, I need a break anyway." You say, rose tinted cheeks and a cheesy smile. Shane smiles widely, "Cool, great. What do you wanna do?" He asks cooly, seeming to have relaxed once you agreed. "I don't mind. Something lowkey and chill. Maybe we could just grab some McDonalds and relax in a park?" You suggest, not wanting him to panic trying to think of something really romantic. "Oh, you are romantic. I don't know if I can keep up." Shane jokes with you, "Well I'm glad to see that you've eased up." You laugh, Shane scoffs, "What do you mean 'eased up'? I am the epitome of ease and chill. I've been told I'm quite the charmer." He says this leaning against your desk with a big smirk on his face. You chuckle, shaking your head slowly, "Alright Prince Charming, go away and let me finish my work. I'll see you later." You giggle, looking back to your work. Shane walks off, giving himself a high-five. You both have the same goofy grins plastered to your faces the entire day, eagerly awaiting your date.

   You look yourself up and down one more time before deciding that you look presentable. You chose to wear a black and white striped crop-top, a pair of high wasted mom-jeans, some old warn down vans, white adidas socks and some fishnet elbow-length gloves. You also have a pair of small hoop earrings in, tying the whole outfit together. You smile at yourself, you look good. The jeans and crop helped show off your figure, your particularly small waist and wide hips. You smile once more, then hearing a knock at your door. You quickly run to the door, maybe a bit too excitedly, deciding on leaving your phone so that you have zero distractions from each other. You grab your wallet and keys, taking your jacket down from the coat hook.

    You open the door to Shane looking very handsome in a sweater, a plaid shirt and a big navy winter jacket. He also has his glasses on which isn't a usual occurrence but you love the way it looks with the outfit, making him look very sophisticated, "Looking very smart Mr Madej." You smile at him as he looks down at his outfit proudly, "Thank you. You look," He gulps slightly, looking your figure up and down, causing you to raise an eyebrow, "wow." You blush brightly, smiling softly, "Heh, thank you. I feel bad though, I feel like I underdressed." You say gesturing to Shane's clothes, as you begin walking to Shane's car. He runs ahead of you, opening the passenger side door, "No, you look great. Plus, by that logic, I could easily say that I'm overdressed." You thank him gently as you sit into the car, he closes the door behind him. He quickly runs over to the drivers side, you laugh as he enters, "Yunno what? Let's just agree that we're a pair of sexy bastards." You laugh. Shane gives you a look of fake offence as he turns on the car, "I don't appreciate being called a bastard, Ma'am." You chuckle at his statement, "Hey, at least I called you sexy." You state, shrugging your shoulders.

You two are having a great laugh when you are coming out of McDonalds, "I cannot believe your level of awkwardness, 'YoU ToO.'" Shane laughs at your antisocial behaviour, you wheeze as he continues to make jokes about your cringeyness. "In my," You wheeze, "In my defence, I was never taught how to socialise." You two continue laughing all the way to the car.

You and Shane bought a box of 20 nuggets and some curly fries to share, along with a large coke, "That smells so good." You sniff the bag of food deeply, you sigh deeply, "Hot damn..." Shane laughs, "Would you two like to be left alone?" He chuckles. "Yes actually, you're ruining my date Shane." You say in a fake accusatory tone. Shane wheezes at your reaction.

You guys made it to the park a little late, getting distracted a few tines on the way, especially when you saw a guy guy making balloon animals. The parks closed when you arrive, "Aw man." Shane frowns. "Nuh-uh. I'm not having this. Gimme a boost." You say ushering Shane over. He has your cold McDonalds in hand, "You're not serious." He looks at you with raised brows. You nod your head sternly. He shrugs his shoulders, putting your food on the ground. He walks to you, bending down and putting his head between your legs, taking a hold of your thighs, "What are you doing?" You laugh, then screaming as he lifts you into the air on his shoulders. He laughs, stumbling around trying to regain his balance, "Shane, Shane, stop, I'm going to cry." You laugh nervously, tears starting to form in your eyes as you grip onto his hair tightly, "Ow! It's fine, you're fine!" Shane laughs, walking closer to the gate so that you can hang on to something other than his hair. He soothes your thighs as you cling to the gate for dear life. "See? You're okay!" You wheeze as you begin to stand on Shane's shoulders, "You okay?" You ask, your legs shaking as Shane holds your ankles.

"I'm okay, go on." Shane says as you take a step over the fence onto the other side. You jump quickly, falling to your knees. Shane gasps, "Are you alright?" You jump up, wipe off your knees and give him the thumbs up. He smiles, picking up the food and passing it through a gap in the gate. Shane begins climbing up the gate, you cringe watching as he scales the fence, "Be careful Shane." You wince as he jumps off the top, landing on his feet unlike you. "You good?" You ask sweetly, "I'm alright, thank you." He smiles at you gently. "Alright! Let's go!" You grab his hand, running towards the playground. You end up chilling on the swing set, pushing yourselves backwards and forwards for awhile as you eat your McDonalds, drinking your coke. After finishing your food you and Shane play around in the park for a bit. You have so much fun, you fall off the merry-go-round, you sit on Shane's lap and ride down the slide together, Shane gets stuck in the toddlers swing while you almost piss yourself laughing at him and Shane helps you across the monkey-bars. After awhile you're both really tired.

Shane lays his jacket onto the ground and bows dramatically, "M'lady." You giggle, bowing back, "Why thank you, kind sir." You and he chuckle as you both lie down onto his jacket. You stare up into the colourful night sky, sighing at the gorgeous sight. "Wow. The stars are beautiful, aren't they?" You say, breaking the comfortable silence between the two of you. Shane smiles, looking at you as you look off dreamily. He chuckles at a sudden thought, "Not as beautiful as you." He smirks. You laugh at the sweet line, "You did not just say that. That is the cheesiest thing I think I've ever heard you say." You shake your head looking over to Shane. "Oh really? I can get cheesier. Are you from Tennessee? Because you're the only ten I see." Shane smiles widely, proud of the reaction you gave him as you wheeze. "How about, even if there wasn't gravity on earth, I'd still fall for you." You wheeze even deeper, losing a lot of breath, "Oh my god!" You clutch your stomach. "Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again." Shane laughs deeper seeing your reaction. You're crying as Shane continues his onslaught of terrible pick-up lines.

You wipe away your tears as you turn your head to look at Shane, who seems to have been staring at you. When you catch him, instead of blushing and turning away like he'd usually do, he smiles. He looks great in this setting, the pale white moons lights casted a beautiful shadow on his face. Shane just admired you from his position beside you, the way your hair fell, the way the light contrasts with your skin tone and the starry backdrop making your eyes glitter brightly. Shane's arms were open as his head was laid on top of his hands. You take this as an invitation to move toward him, resting your head on his chest, bringing one of your legs over his lap and hooking it around his legs slightly. Shane stiffens a bit, obviously not expecting you to do that.

He relaxes after awhile, bringing one of his arms out from under his head to your waist, massaging it gently as he pulls you closer to him. As he brings you closer to his side, he kisses your forehead, letting his lips linger there for a bit. You sigh, content. You stay this way for awhile, you really couldn't say how long. You just stay, enjoying each other's company, talking about life. You start leaving after realising the time was 1:39am and that you'd lost track through your countless conversations.

Once you'd both gotten over the fence unscathed, you walk hand-in-hand to his car. Like at the beginning of the night, Shane opens the car door for you, closing it once you're in. He starts driving you into the direction of your house, your hands still interlocked. You sigh happily. Shane walks you both to your door once you arrive back at your house, "I had a lot of fun tonight. Thank you so much for this, I needed it." You rock your intertwined hands back and forth as Shane's thumb draws soft circles on the back of your hand. "Me too. I'm really glad you said yes." He says looking up from your hands. "I am too." You giggle quietly.

You smile cheekily up at him, "I look forward to our next date." Shane's eyes widen a bit at your statement, a light blush dusting his cheeks. "Goodnight Shane." You get onto your tippy-toes, pecking him on the cheek. "Uh, goodnight to you too Y/n." Shane says, grinning giddily as you make your way into your house, taking your hand from his, much to your own dismay. Once you closed the door behind you, you jumped up and down happily, squealing.

Shane reaches his hand to his face, brushing his fingers along the spot where your lips met his cheek. He smiles widely, high-fiving himself as he dances goofily back to his car.

[burgers-and-french-fries]

Choose. Your. Fighter: Taron Egerton.

Note: This is something that has taken me the longest to write and make sure that it’s edited to the best of my abilities. If you happen to come across any mistakes, please pay them no mind. Hope you enjoy.

Word Count: 2517.

Warnings: Dad!Taron cuteness, Kissing, Fluff.

(This photo has nothing to do with the chapter. I just really like this and it always makes me smile. Hope it cheers you up as well.)

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It was early in the morning on Friday when little Lottie woke up and decided that she was going to climb out of her cot. At two years old, the girl was very sassy and very independent but she had her father wrapped around her little finger. She knew how to get what she wanted and that was something that her mother was trying to stop. She didn't want her daughters to grow up spoilt and entitled. She wanted them to grow up with manners, treating everyone with respect. 

Lottie toddled over to her sister's bed to see if she was awake. Lyla was indeed awake and looking around like she always did. Lyla, compared to her sister, was quiet and happy to look around and entertain herself. Both girls resembling their father. Something that Aria loved about her children.

"Hi." Lottie whispered when Lyla looked at her. Lyla smiled and Lottie giggled but stopped when her 8 month old sister farted and soiled her nappy. "Ew." Lottie said as she walked away. She decided to go and wake up her mother to tell her what had just happened. Lottie grabbed a stool and opened the bedroom door. The girl wandering toward her parents room. When she reached their door, she knocked. Both Taron and Aria were in the middle of teaching their daughter that when their bedroom was shut, she needs to knock and wait for one of them to answer the door. Lottie was good about that.

Taron held a hand over his wife's mouth playfully as they tried to stay quiet. Unfortunately for them, Lottie wasn't giving up any time soon. 

"Mama!" Lottie called and Aria looked up at her bare chested husband. 

"She probably wants breakfast." Taron whispered and Aria rolled her eyes before she removed Taron's hand. 

The woman got out of bed and opened the door. "Good morning little lady. Why are you up so early?" The mother asked as she picked up her two year old. 

"Her pooped." She replied, pointing in the direction of her and Lyla's room. Aria chuckled and walked to the girls room to change the baby.

 "Good morning my littlest lady. Let's get you changed." Aria said as she placed Lottie down. 

"Why don't you go and say hi to daddy. Tell him you want food." Aria said to the young girl and Lottie nodded seriously before going back toward her parents bedroom. Taron walked out of the room just as Lottie had reached the door and she smiled up at him. 

"Good morning Dotty." He said as he hoisted her up and placed her on his hip. 

"Food." Lottie said as she pointed in the direction of the kitchen. Taron chuckled and walked toward the kitchen to make breakfast for his family. 

"Alright, what should we have for breakfast dotty?" Taron asked as he set his daughter on her learning stool. 

(For those of you who are confused, this is a learning stool.)

She looked up at him and gave him her thinking face. The father waited patiently. 

"Egg!" She hollered and Taron smiled. Eggs were Lottie's favorite food and if she could eat them for the rest of her life, she would. 

"Eggs it is. What about bacon with it?" He asked as he got out the Eggs. The girl nodded and they got to work with making breakfast. Once everything was done, Taron set it on the table and let Lottie eat while they waited for Aria and Lyla to appear. 

"Taron, I need you to watch the girls today. I just got called into work." Aria said as she placed the baby in her highchair. Lottie looked up from her food and frowned.

 "Mama no." She whined. 

"I'm sorry baby girl but I have to." The mother said as she sat down and started eating. 

"I'll make sure the girls are safe and that Dotty stays out of trouble." He replied and Aria smiled at him. 

"Thank you baby. I'd love to stay at the table but I should get ready if I want to be on time." She said as she jumped and gave her husband a quick kiss. 

"Ew." Lottie said as she saw her parents lock lips, even if it was short. 

Taron laughed and pointed to Lottie's food. "Eat up please and then I'll take you to the park to play for a bit." He said and the little girl shoveled her eggs in her mouth.  

A few minutes later, Aria was back from getting herself ready and was rushing to the front door in her scrubs.

 "Mama." Lottie called as she got down from her chair. She ran to her mother and wrapped her arms around her mother's legs. 

Aria smiled and picked her daughter up. "You be good for daddy today ok?" Aria asked and Lottie smiled cheekily. "Alright?" Aria said as she kissed her daughter's small cheek. Lottie giggled and Taron walked around the corner with Lyla in his arms. 

"It's not much, but, here's your lunch." He said as he passed her a lunch box. 

"Mine." Lottie said as she saw that the lunch box was hers.

 "It is yours but mama's going to use it today since you don't have nursery today." Taron explained and Lottie slightly glared at him. 

"Hey little lady, don't be mean." Aria said as she passed Lottie to her father. Taron held her in his free arm. 

"I love you all." Aria said as she gave them all kisses. 

"Bye mama." Lottie said with a smile. The woman hurried to her car and drove to work.

 "How about I get you both ready and we go to the park." Taron said and Lottie nodded happily. When they entered the girls' room, Taron set Lyla down and quickly got Lottie dressed. Lottie insisted on making the process difficult and cried when Taron went to put on her purple shirt instead her pink one. 

"Lottie." He warned and she stopped, knowing that he meant business. He only called her Lottie when she was throwing fits and not listening to him or Aria. The little girl grunted when he pull the shirt over her and then sat in the corner pouting. Taron rolled his eyes and went to change Lyla. The baby smiled up at him and let him do what he needed to. Lyla happily flapping her arms. 

"Daddy." Lottie said as she tugged at his pants. Taron looked down at her and smiled. 

"You done pouting now, silly girl." He replied and Lottie nodded. "Good girl. Now, lets go and get our shoes on and we can go." Taron said. Lottie running to the front door. 

Taron helped his girls put their shoes on and then pulled his own on. He got Lottie and Lyla settled in the car before he got in and drove toward the park. Just as they got there though, it started raining and Taron sighed. Lottie whined and Lyla looked around.

 "No fun." Lottie said and Taron nodded. 

"How about we go see if uncle Rich is home." Taron said as he dialed the man's number. 

"Hey man." Richard said as he answered the phone. 

"Hi, you busy at the moment?" Taron asked and Richard smiled. 

"The rain got my girls upset?" The Scotsman questioned and Taron frowned. 

"You calling me a girl?" He said and Richard laughed. 

"No, I meant Lottie and Lyla." He replied and Taron chuckled.

 "Yeah. We are in front of the park and Dotty's a little annoyed." Taron explained and Richard smiled.

 "I am busy at the moment but if you want, I can come over for lunch and I'll bring pizza or McDonald's. Something like that." Richard suggested and the father smiled gratefully.

 "Sounds perfect Dickie." He said and they hung up. 

"Uncle Rich is going to come over for lunch, so let's go home and we can facetime nan." Taron said as he started the car.

 "Song." Lottie said and Taron put on their nursery songs that drove him and his wife bonkers. Both girls listening intently to the ABC's.

=

Once they got home, Taron grabbed the girls and hurried inside.

 "Nan!" Lottie called as she ran to the living room after Taron removed her shoes. 

"Hold on." Taron said as he pulled a sleeping Lyla out of her car seat. 

"We'll call nan after I put your sister to bed." He said as he walked down the hallway with Lottie hot on his tail. The father and daughter duo putting the baby to bed. Taron picked Lottie up and grabbed the Ipad from his and Aria's room before walking over to the living room and sitting on the sofa with Lottie in his lap. 

"Hello my darlings." Tina said as she appeared on the screen. 

"Hi mum. You able to talk for a bit?" Taron asked and Tine smiled wider. 

"Of course I can." She replied and Lottie cheered, making the adults laugh. Lottie told her grandmother everything that had transpired that morning and Tina listened intently, occasionally throwing in a nod or a smile. 

"That sounds like an interesting morning." Tina said when the girl had finished. Taron tried not to laugh at how dramatic everything was made to sound. 

"You ok kiddo, your face is a little red." Tina said as she spoke to her son. Taron nodded and cleared his throat.

 "Trying not to laugh." He said once he was able to contain the laughter. 

They all talked until Lyla woke up screaming. "Keep talking to nan." Taron said as he set his oldest on the sofa and went to get his youngest daughter. 

"Hello pretty girl. Did you have a good nap?" The father asked as Lyla reached for him. He picked her up and kissed her warm cheek. She laid her head on his shoulder tiredly. They walked back to where Lottie was telling Tina another story. "Can we join in?" Taron asked and Lottie looked up at them and nodded. They sat down and continued talking to Tina for a while longer. 

=

"Lottie, where are you?" Richard said in a sing song voice. He and Lottie decided to play hide and seek while Taron went to lay down. The poor man had grown a massive headache and Richard told him that while he slept, he would keep an eye on the girls. Taron thanked him and toddled off to bed. Richard looked behind various things before he walked down the hall and followed the giggles he could hear. 

"Lottie, leave your father alone." He said sternly when he saw that she had opened the bedroom door. Lottie looked over at her father and saw that he was looking at her. 

"Come here." Taron said. Lottie ran toward him and tried to climb on to the bed. Richard laughed and walked over to the girl to help her. He made sure that she and Taron were settled and comfortable before pulling a blanket over them and giving his goddaughter a kiss. Richard then left the room to check on Lyla. When he saw that she was sound asleep, he smiled and went to clean up the house. He knew that his friend wasn't well and he knew that when Aria came home, she would probably just want to sleep. He was more than happy to help out, especially since he knew it would be appreciated.

Richard did the dishes, swept, washed and folded laundry, mopped and made dinner. of course Lyla woke up and wanted attention, so half way through folding the laundry, he went to collect the little girl. "Should we go and wake up your daddy and sissy?" He asked and Lyla giggled when he kissed her. His stubble tickling her. They walked to the room where they heard giggling. Richard knocked on the door.

 "Come in." Lottie said through her giggles. Richard opened the door and walked in.

 "Are you feeling better?" Richard asked the other man. 

"So much better. Right Dotty?" Taron asked as he tickled her again. 

"Yes." She squealed.

 "That's good to hear. I cleaned the house and dinner is in the slow cooker, plus the clothes are washed and folded. They just need to be put away." Richard explained and Taron looked at him with surprise. 

"You didn't have to do that you know." Taron replied and got out of bed, picking up Lottie. Both men walking out into the living room and placing the girls down to watch their little shows.

"Thanks for everything today. I really appreciate it." Taron said as they said their goodbyes. Lottie ran over to him and gave him a big hug. 

"Bye." She said. 

"Bye my wee lass. You look after daddy ok?" He asked and the small child nodded. Richard left after that and Taron went to join Lyla and Lottie with watching their shows. About an hour later, Taron and Lottie had built a blanket fort in the living room and were eating their dinner under it while Lyla slept on the blanket next to her father. "Her sleepen." Lottie said and Taron nodded.

 "She is." He replied and they went back to watching their movie.

=

Once the movie was done, Lottie and Lyla were sound asleep. Taron took the girls to bed one at a time and then went to clean everything up. Lottie and his dishes were done and just as he was about to take down the fort, he felt Aria's arms around his waist.

 "When did you get here?" He asked as he turned around so that he could see her face.

 "A few minutes. You were in the kitchen." She replied and he kissed her softly. 

"How was your day?" Aria asked when they broke the kiss.

 "It was alright. We went to the park but then it rained so we came home and called mum. Then Richard came over for lunch. I got a headache and he watched the girls for me while I slept. He cleaned the house, did the laundry and made dinner for us. Dotty and I made a fort and the girls and I watched a movie while we ate in the fort. Now you're home and I can do this." He explained as he picked her up and ran toward their room. Aria giggled.Taron laid her on the bed and attacked her with kisses.

 "I love you." Taron said after she was able to push him away and catch her breath.

 "I love you too my darling." Aria replied as she caressed his cheeks. 

"Why don't you change and I'll get your dinner ready." Taron suggested and Aria smiled. 

"Only if we camp out under the fort you and Lottie made." She said and he leaned down to kiss her again. They broke the kiss and went their separate ways. 

Taron dished up his wife's food and she came skipping down the hall. "You are such a child sometimes." Taron said as he passed her a bowl of stew.

 "Thank you." She said as she walked over to the fort and climbed in. Taron followed and they spent the rest of the night watching movies and playing Mario kart.

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3 ships: i have sooooooo many omg this is torture but 1. isak & even, i cant put into words how much they literally own a piece of my heart 2. sarawat & tine, my literal comfort characters i would do absolutely everything for 3. bucky & steve, ok so i know i’ve like never mentioned them ever but if you follow me you might know how much i love marvel, or more specifically how much i love bucky barnes & the other day i rewatched end game and wow did it make me mad all!! over!!! again!!! (cue my nonsensical rant about how tfa!steve would never go back in time and abandon bucky - the man he later started a civil war for, and steve is too much of a good person to never give the world captain america, but i digress) i was obsessed with them and i simply pretend that end game doesn’t exist :) 

currently watching: i’m binging a new guilty pleasure which is kitchen nightmares but i’m planning on starting i told the sunset about you, & gaya sa pelikula

currently consuming: i had mcdonalds with a lovely iced hazelnut latte tonight

currently reading: besides some amazing ao3 fics, i have a book i haven’t started yet called one of us is lying which seems really interesting 

currently craving: i am dying for a chestnut praline latte from starbucks omfg!!!!!

tagging: @houseofahgase @slutforsoftbl

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Everything I’m Going to Watch In February: Be Mine TV-Tine (Did I Make this Joke Last Year? Don’t Remember)

Wow you guys, I fucked up big and totally failed to recommend you THE best show of 2020 thus far. Forget all those other shows from the January blog, they were whatever and start watching CHEER (on Netflix) TODAY. You think you do not care about jr. college cheerleading? Let me tell you something: you do, you will, you must. Lexi is my sweet angel and I will be worried about her until my last day on this Earth.

Also if anyone has watched The Circle - yes the social media competition show on Netflix, I would like to speak about it. 

Okay so January was a total bust, let’s give February, the month of love and pilots, a shot.

Monday, February 3rd

McMillions (10pm on HBO)

HBO serves up more true crime goodness with their newest doc series McMillions. This is one of my favorite stranger-than-fiction true crime tales about a guy who successfully rigged the McDonald’s Monopoly game on a pretty massive scale. Honestly, it’s inspirational. 

Thursday, February 6th

Brooklyn Nine-Nine (8pm on NBC)

Now that The Good Place is ending this might be the...only network show I watch. Fancy that.

Friday, February 7th

Locke & Key (Netflix)

Locke & Key has been in development and shuffled around for the past 4 or 5 years, which is like 100 in television years, but I have remained mildly curious about it. Sure, the trailer gives off confusing tone vibes and there is no faster tv turn off for me than an indiscernible tone! However, I am hoping the vibe is “teen-friendly Haunting of Hill House that won’t make you throw up out of terror”. And if so - great!

Sunday, February 9th 

92nd Annual Academy Awards (8pm ABC)

Yep, we’re still doing these!

Friday, February 14th

High Fidelity (Hulu)

Can you believe movie High Fidelity came out 20 years ago? We are all old and made of dust. ANYWAY this updated take on the book/movie stars not Jon Cusack puttering around a vinyl store bemoaning lost loves but Zoë Kravitz puttering around a vinyl store bemoaning lost loves! I am usually anti-recycling IP, BUT I have been living in a non-stop nostalgia for the early aughts AND the gender swap is a cute update here. Regardless, Jack Black will be missed.

Friday, February 21st

Hunters (Amazon Prime)

Al Pacino and Logan Lerman hunt down goddamn nazis in 1970′s New York. That’s it, that’s the show. What more do you people want!

Wednesday, February 26th

I Am Not Okay With This (Netflix)

A teenage girl (little Amy Adams in Sharp Objects) has to deal with growing up AND getting super powers!!! Yet another show I should have written first. Well it’s based on a graphic novel so I guess technically I should have written that first.

Friday, February 28th

RuPaul’s Drag Race (8pm on Vh1)

Start your engines!

See you in March xoxo

MD

[deyzalee]

Dear God,

Thankful and blessed today. Our Coron Palawan vacation ended and all is well. We waited at Mactan Cebu International Airport for our flight going back to Zamboanga City. We had lack of sleep because it took a lot of time for us to wait. Kuya RR went to the airport and we had a little bonding and chit chats. He also gave us the products he is selling. While waiting for the time, I scrolled my social media accounts, chatted my family and friends. I monitored the situation in Zamboanga city because of the rain and flood. A lot were affected especially living nearby the river. Please help them Oh God, especially people who have loose their hopes in life. I witnessed rain in Cebu while waiting for our flight. Thank God, for our flight is not cancelled and we arrived safely. Papa went home to get the car to pick us up. We pass by at KCC and I had my poop at Citymall because we don’t have water due to the flood at Pasonanca. Mama and Papa treated us Mcdonalds burger and fries. We arrived home safely. We had a little chit chats with the family and confirmed that Justin is not the son of Kuya JP. Please guide Justin all throughout his life Oh God, especially the path of goodness. I was able to sleep and I woke up to eat dinner. I ate a lot. Still we don’t have water. Mama and Papa bought water at Talisayan so we can do things needed for the water. I am little bit sad today because I saw a post of Tine Yee regarding Joy and Isaaw. I remember again the pain and happiness I felt to Isaac before. Please help me heal Oh God. And I started again to stalk people like Nene and Marianne. I also knew that Marianne didn’t end up with Wilsen, they were engaged before. Guide us always for the goodness Oh God. I am really afraid on trusting and committing myself to undeserving people especially bad guys. Anyways, I trust on your perfect plans and time for me Oh God. I read few pages of the Bible. I will drink my medicine. Have mercy on us Oh God. Guide us always to the right path. Remove sickness, danger and negative things in our life. Answer our prayers in your perfect time. Thank you and I love you God.

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Favorite Characters

Favorite Characters per show if I had to pick just one

Game of Thrones – Petyr Baelish

The Blacklist – Raymond Reddington

The Fall – Paul Spector

American Gods – Mad Sweeney

It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia - Mac McDonald

The Handmaid’s Tale – Serena Joy

Jessica Jones – Kilgrave

Narcos – Javier Pena

Mad Men – Peggy Olson

30 Rock – Liz Lemon

Parks and Rec – Ben Wyatt

Bob’s Burgers – Tine Belcher

The 100 – Bellamy Blake

Doctor Who – Clara Oswald

Riverdale – Jughead Jones

Breaking Bad – Walter White

Elementary – Irene Adler

Friends – Chandler Bing

Love – Mickey

Twin Peaks – Dale Cooper

New Girl – Nick Miller

Westworld – Delores

Sherlock – Jim Moriarty

iZombie – Blaine DeBeers

Broadchurch – DI Alec Hardy

Mr Robot – Elliot

How I Met Your Mother – Robin Scherbatsky

The West Wing – Josh Lyman

Gossip Girl – Blair Waldorf

Futurama – Bender Bending Rodriguez

Wynonna Earp – Doc Holliday

Stranger Things – Eleven

From Dusk Till Dawn – Seth Gecko

Preacher – Cassidy

Arrested Development – Lucille Bluth

Black Sails – Anne Bonny

Halt and Catch Fire – Joe MacMillan

You’re The Worst – Gretchen Cutler

The Borgias – Cesare Borgia

Family Guy – Brian

The League – Pete

Girlboss – Annie

Sense8 – Wolfgang

Gotham – Barbara Kean

Penny Dreadful – Vanessa Ives

Peaky Blinders – Tommy Shelby

The Newsroom – Sloan Sabbith

Veep – Amy Brookheimer

Sons Of Anarchy – Gemma Teller

House of Cards – Frank Underwood

Legends of Tomorrow – Leonard Snart

Bates Motel – Norman

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West Week Ever: Pop Culture In Review - 5/5/17

In TV news, we got the first trailer for Marvel’s The Defenders series on Netflix. I dunno, y’all. I’ll be the first person to tell you that I’m behind on these shows. At this point, I’ve only seen Daredevil season 1 and Jessica Jones. No DD S2, no Luke Cage, and no Iron Fist. Sorry, kids, but there just aren’t enough hours in the day. Daredevil was a worthy bingeing experience, as each episode ended on a cliffhanger that MADE you have to check out the next episode immediately. Jessica Jones, not so much. It took me about 3 months to get through that show. Now, I enjoyed it, but it didn’t demand that I consume it immediately. I’m eager to catch Luke Cage, but I wanna go in order, so that means I’ve got to meet the Punisher and Elektra first in Daredevil season 2. So, even though The Defenders comes out in August, I’ll be lucky if I get to it in 2017. Anyway, I told you all that to make you see that my level of enthusiasm for this probably isn’t as high as yours because I’m so far behind. That said, I thought this trailer looked hokey as Hell. The scene where Murdock comes into Jessica’s interrogation felt like a bad fan film. Shit, the whole thing felt like a bad fan film. Remember when Playstation Network aired that Bendis Powers show? Yeah, it looks like that. Something about the cinematography of it all. And then they had to do another goddamn hallway fight. WE GET IT ALREADY! I just don’t know about this one right now..

In other TV news, there are talks of a Roseanne revival, with ABC and Netflix interested bidding on the project. Laurie Metcalf, Aunt Jackie herself, reported that contracts have been worked out, so now they’re just trying to sell the series. Right now, Roseanne (does she currently have a last name?), John Goodman, and Sara Gilbert would star, while Metcalfe says she’s on board in some capacity. It’ll be interesting to see how they pull this off, ya know with Dan being dead and all. Still, it ended with one of the most maligned series finales in television history, and they’ve got a chance to basically erase it. How many shows can say that? Anyway, I was never a huge Roseanne fan. They were just so poor and depressing. Are they gonna lose the bike shop? Are they gonna lose the loose meat restaurant? Is Fisher gonna stop beating up Jackie? I know their struggles resonated with certain folks, but not me. I actually liked the Lottery Season because I could say “Thank God their lives aren’t such shit anymore!” Anyway, I’d bet money on this happening, so it’s now just a matter of where it’s gonna air. The big question is in which “universe” it will be set. After all, the finale basically laid out that everything since about season 4 of the show had been a lie, since Darlene actually ended up with Mark, Becky was the one with David, Jackie was a lesbian, etc. So, would we get the “true” Roseanne, or just more of what we’re used to? And with Mark dead, and David on The Big Bang Theory, I don’t really expect much from those characters anyway. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.

I was on my own last weekend, so I took the time to watch TV and catch up comics. Well, I didn’t really watch TV, but it was on in the background. It provided the soundtrack to my comic time. What did I watch? CMT – Country Music Television. Yeah, yeah, you hate country. I don’t care. I grew up on it, so it has a special place in my heart. Anyway, when I saw Brad Paisley’s new video for “Last Time For Everything”, I KNEW I had to share it with y’all. This thing is a love letter to children of the 80s, complete with tracking/tape distortion lines. I don’t wanna spoil anything, so just check it out. Don’t worry – the song’s not about drankin’, or a dead dog, or his wife left him; it’s just a song about appreciating things when you have them because they won’t always be there.

The backdoor pilot for the Black-ish spinoff aired this week. Oh, you don’t know what a “backdoor pilot” is? It’s when an established show gives up one of its episodes to try to launch a new show. Since it already has a built-in audience, it kinda tricks viewers into watching a new show that they otherwise wouldn’t have checked out. Married…with Children had, like, 4 of them. Anyway, in Black-ish, Zoey went off to check out college, made a new best friend, and pissed off the Black Student Union. The whole episode was kinda hokey, but it worked. Chris Parnell was the spineless dean, which is basically every Chris Parnell character these days. And I love how they worked Deon Cole’s Charlie into the plot. If the spinoff gets picked up (I mean, why wouldn’t it?), I hope he gets a bigger role there than he has on Black-ish. If Black-ish is a modern-day Cosby Show, then this is its A Different World. And there ain’t nothing wrong with that, really.

If you like useless gimmick items as much as I do, then make sure you pick up your Frork from McDonalds today. To celebrate the release of their three new Signature Crafted Recipes (Pico Guacamole, Sweet BBQ Bacon, and Maple Bacon Dijon), they’re releasing a utensil that they know nobody needs, but hey, why not? The Frork is basically a fry holder, where the fries act as the tines of the fork. In the infomercial, complete with Anthony Sullivan appearance, they claim the Frork will help you scoop up the toppings that fall off your overflowing sandwich. I swear Anthony Sullivan killed Billy Mays ‘so he’d get ALL that sweet infomercial work. But I digress…If you would like a Frork, check this link to see if one of your local McDonalds locations is giving them out today.

Things You Might Have Missed This Week

HBO has hired writers for FOUR potential Game of Thrones spinoffs. So, get ready for Match of Chairs, Bout of Seats, Mother of Dragons and, my personal favorite, Tits & Swords.

Warner Bros has pushed back its theatrical animated Scooby-Doo film two years to 2020.

Girl Meets World is officially dead, as creator Michael Jacobs was unable to find a new home for the series.

While this news is about a month old, FXX has decided against a fourth season of Man Seeking Woman, which wrapped up its 3rd season in March. The season finale was a fitting series finale, so I ain’t mad.

Hot on the heels of its premiere, Hulu has renewed The Handmaid’s Tale for a second season.

Surprising no one, Fox canceled the freshman drama Pitch, about the first female major league baseball player. Following on their heels, NBC canceled the Wizard of Oz update Emerald City.

It was reported that Gabriel Luna’s Ghost Rider will be returning to Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. for the season finale

Speaking of Marvel TV, we got our first cast picture from Inhumans. KILL IT! KILL IT WITH FIRE!

We also got our first look at the cast of Marvel’s Runaways on Hulu. They look like the comic, but I still hate that they aged Molly. I like her more as a precocious child to balance them out.

A strike by the Writers Guild of America, which would’ve affected all corners of entertainment, was narrowly averted at the 11th hour

Morning Joe hosts Joe Scarborough and Mika Brzezinski revealed that they’re engaged. Man, they shit in the company ink! That’s the saying, right?

The biggest TV news of the week was that Ryan Seacrest was announced as Kelly Ripa’s permanent cohost on what will now be called Live with Kelly & Ryan. This bothered me so much! First of all, I was really kinda hoping an underdog, like Fred Savage, would get it. And if they had to go with a media person, they had Anderson Cooper and Andy Cohen on the list. But Seacrest?! The dude’s empire is based in LA and, yes, he has an empire. He’s a modern-day Merv Griffin, producing Keeping Up With The Kardashians, Shades of Blue, and Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve with Ryan Seacrest. He also has a daily syndicated radio show, On Air With Ryan Seacrest, as well as hosts the weekly American Top 40 countdown. With all that going on, you’d think he’d stay in LA instead of taking a job from a New Yorker. Instead, iHeartMedia has built a radio station in the ABC Studios building so that he can do his radio show immediately after taping Live. The plan is for him to stay in New York Monday-Thursday to film Live, he’ll pretape Friday’s show on Thursday, and then he’ll spend Friday-Sunday in LA.

But that’s not ALL the Seacrest news this week. You see, talks of an American Idol revival have heated up again. I wrote about it a few weeks ago, when NBC and Fox were both interested in the show – NBC especially because they could, then, reduce The Voice to one cycle a year. Those talks fell through, but now it appears that ABC has gotten into the game, with one stipulation: there’s no Idol without Seacrest, so the show would have to move to New York so he could continue to host. The show’s production company, Fremantle, insists that it stays in LA. ABC wants to announce it during the May upfronts, which occur in two weeks, for a Fall 2018 premiere (yeah, it ain’t gonna be ready by this Fall). So here’s the plan on how that would work: Fremantle wants to air Idol on Sunday nights from LA, where Seacrest would then fly to NYC after the show in order to make it in time to film Live Monday morning. After filming Monday’s Live, he would then fly back to LA for the Idol results show. Once that’s over, he would fly back to NYC in time for Tuesday’s Live. My God! The live portion of Idol is only 10 weeks, but that is a grueling schedule that I wouldn’t wish on anyone. So far, however, it seems that ABC’s plan would be to air Idol on Mondays, to go head to head with The Voice, so this plan wouldn’t work.

Say what you will about Seacrest, but I’ve always admired the dude’s work ethic. He doesn’t seem to know the word “no”, and he’s constantly building his brand. With the exception of the short-lived On Air With Ryan Seacrest TV show (which is conveniently missing from his Wikipedia entry), he doesn’t really fail at anything. I guess hard work and determination really can take you places. I’ll tell ya, back when he was hosting Click and Gladiators 2000, I had NO CLUE he would become as big as he is. He makes me wanna go out and get 3 more jobs. Then again, I wouldn’t have his net worth of $330 million, but it’d be a start. Anyway, for taking all the jobs, while growing in power, Ryan Seacrest had the West Week Ever.

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Drugs and relationships part 2...

Okay so to keep on with what i was writhing, I was the poster child for anti drugs... I raised my nephews like they where mine sender i was 12, i took on my grandma's responsibilitys as a goose wife for two years when she had her knees replaced, on top of working full time and going thru- finishing up school with a 4.0....I had no time in ny life for drugs or boys who did them.. Than I got older and I took a vacation for a few weeks was the plan, to Wasgington State where my mother and brother was. I had just lost my job and was getting over taking vicodins like one takes breaths.... And so last minutes i went wheb my sister decided she wasnt going to go and the tickets where already bought.. Well thise few weeks ended up being years and years, approximently 7 years...

While in washington I meet a man who brought me back to pills, to oxys and perc. 30s this time. And then once they where no longer enough he bbrought me to heroin... See i knew all about the meth side of drugs cause thats what my family delt with. But no one warned me what pain pills where and if a doctor was who gave them to you than they cant be to bad for you right.. I had no idea it lead to heroin and the distruction of yourself and your life.. But thats exactly what it did..

I stayed with that man for 5 or 6 years.. We had t wo beautifuk babys, who the first a little girl, was born addicted to pills, than the second a baby boy, addicted to hsroin.. I had my girl for the firat two years of her life, the best two years of mine... Without to. mmmmuch details, the fathers mother, thought she was doing the right thing and didnt realize what she was doing woukd destroy me and leave me turnning to dope to help me cope with the lose, called cps on us after she kicked us out amd made us himeless amd claimed we abondanded our baby..

So now i was left on the streets in a state where my brother was in prison, my mother left and went back home to cali and i had no one... And i couldnt go back to cali leaving my baby so I found a hustle, panehandleing at the airport( made 100-300$ a day) and lived on the streets.. At one point had a tent off pac highway in this little forest area.. That was the. Good thing about washington, so many trees and forest like areas even in the citys.. And pac highway had a bus going up and down it all day and nighy with a few places open 24 hours like a mcdonalds and a taco shop where i would stay at all the tine if i wasnt at the airport making money and getting high.. Where i got pregnant again and this time it was dificult as hell. Byt thats another story for another day....

Well i eventually came back to cali to vet sober and i was for 5 months until i ran into a guy down here who i asked to never bring me around heroin.. And thats the first thing he did.. So i had found it here now and felt i had no where safe to hide from this.. And right than my boy friend- father of my kids had left me and I was dealing with that and not having my kids at all,couldnt visit or anything with. Them now.. That i feel right back in.. And have been down ever sense.. Going on 5 years now. And now i have turned to escortting to pay my way and my habits.. And. Shit has just got much more complicated so much worse.

I am now going five years with this other man who i now have two kids with and its a new leavel of love- hate.. I have never been with someone who can speak to well so kindly one moment, i love you cant live without you.. Your mine blah blah and than literally a few minutes later after nothing has happened except in his fucked off mind, now im a whore and he hates me and i m a huge piece of shit who isnt worthy of him and his kids and. He cant believe what i do to make money i must not love him.. But he doesnt do anytbing to get me to stop.. Doesnt make any cash himself or get a job or i dont have to do this... But uts all on me and im a piece of shit somedays for this... Its just so fucked up.. But we r jist as addicted to each other as we r our dope.. It suchs so hard. Leaves a person who w as once so strong and had the world going for them, to a piece of shit loser who doesnt even want to look at themselfs in the mirror anymore..

Anyways ive got to go get ready for another cilent.. Talk to u all later

[selfawarenesscat1994]

accidental long post

i dont normally put trigger warnings but this post speaks a lot about food/binge eating. and i kinda just went off on one haha. talk of money.

im sitting in the office writing this at work cus my boss told me to do the holidays but im done but i need to vent, the store is abso quite and i just need some time to myself.

i have money! 

oh my god the relief. 

im still gonna be struggling til the end of this month but its not as bad as its been through jan which has been fucking HELL because ive obv been doing my manager job and having all this worry/stress ontop ov it.

i paid my rent +fee and i have enough to cover my bills! !!!!

i bought a bus pass but im gonna probably walk to work when the weather gets less horrible as i acctually didnt mind the walk after a while and i felt a lot fitter adding that exercise into my daily routine. before dropping out of uni, i got quite bad for being the type of person who would go to the gym once or twice a week and justify a lazy existence because of that. the bus is terrible but its the difference of walking 6 miles and being out of the house for like 12 hours a day or whatever and taking a 10 minute bus journey from straight outside my work almost to my front door. 

i ordered new earphones becus mine are not working. they were like 6 quid but so worth it. i went into my favourite cosmetic shop and got some nice stuff for my face as its got so flaky and dry and sore. i bought some new combs, not a great expense, no but the last thing on my list of cheap stuff when i didnt hve any money. my hair is short and tuggy and thisll help. i went into a cheaper cosmetics store and bought a lot of cheap shampoo/conditioner, sanitry products n whatnot. i never used to stockpile these so i ended up at the beginning of jan with nothing, i bought a cheap bar of soap for my body and used some of my flatmates stuff (but its expensive so i did it like once a week max). its so nice to have product. its something i never throught was something id miss cos theyre so essntial but i got to the point where i couldnt really afford them because i had bills going out and had to keep my money for other things.

the front door of the flat is drafty so i got the flat a draft exludor on the way. yay.

ive consumed more food/calories in the past day than i probably have in a couple of years - apart from at christmas. last night i bought a milkshake after work. it was thick and tasty and amazing. on my walk home i also bought a bottle of irn bru, which wasnt as good cus i forgot they changed the receipe but ive not drank fizzy drinks regularly in a 

i thought it was gonna be enough to fill me up but my body suddenly decided it really wanted to binge and treat myself.

i odered a med pizza with two sides and cookies when i got home from work. i just stuffed my face and ate it all. it was glorious. i went out with my flatmate a bit later and i bought quite a big shop with fresh food but also a lot of tinned/frozen things bcus i know i will be poor at the end of the month. i binged on salad items at like midnight. i ate two eggs, a whole freaking cucumber and pack of tomatoes, along with half a red pepper, a carrot, some spring onion and spinach. fresh food never felt so good. i had fruit and a bagel wiv creme cheese for my breakfast this morning. ive not had breakfast in about 6 months because when i started uni i got so stressed i couldnt eat in the morning and then i couldnt really afford to. and i gave myself some money today to get some lunch. i planned on buying one of those salad meal deals but i ended up at subway, i only got a 6 inch tough cos i think i may have died if i got anything bigger. i did however get 3 cookies on offer, ive only ate one as of yet but the other two are staring me down right now. i was so tempted to go to mcdonalds but i would have binged too hard. my poor stomach which i mentioned before had became a lot flatter probs due to lack of food/a lot of walking is so bloated.  i was wearing quite a loose fitting shirt to work and you can just see this big round boi now. customers will think im pregnant fuck me. but its a good bloat. but as i also mentioned ive gained a bit of weight and in the past 24 hours ive probably put on about a stone haha. i probably lost around three inches from my tummy in the past coupla months and now its about 6 inches rounder haha. 

i honestly dont regret it. i think if this was a regular thing and i did stuff like this a lot i would probably be different and feel horrible but it was great. i loved all this good food. 

im gonna go back to reasonable spending now/eating now. i have some spicy carrot soup i made a fortnight ago in the freezer so im gonna heat the rest of that up tonight for me and my flatmate, if i even feel up for eating and tomorrow i will probably enjoy a cheeky but healthy fruit salad for my working lunch.

sucks my brother took out a loan but im splitting his repayments and we can both afford to pay it off, im sure you can even pay it off wholly early (for a fee though) so i could even do that in a few months time cos i already know ill be due a tax refund, i paid so much tax @ my last jobs before i quit them for uni and ill be taxed here but i didnt earn over the threshold due to my break and il be due loadddss back, so we will see.

im gonna donate at the end of the month to some people on here, im not gonna really examine who ‘deserves it most’ and just do it randomly tbh. thanks to the people who donated to me, it e a lot but it did help as i mentioned before.

sidenote below

sidenote - i dont have an eating disorder. i just binged today and yesterday because ive not been able to enjoy the food i like. 

ive always had a bit of a weird relationship with food because ive never been thin and have had some disordered tendancies but nothing thats effected my overall health massively. ive been on countless diets thrughout my life. i dont particularly act like that anymore cos it can be dangerous. id only go on a ‘diet’ if my health was really bad, if i was terribly overweight or if another health condition made me alter my diet. ive also a lot of reckless times where ive just not thought about what ive eat... queue the time i ate a whole selection box and half a tub of ben and jerries for my lunch or the time i only ate a loaf and a half of bread in a day and though ‘ah this is enough calories its fine’. but i think thats moreso bpd. if ive been having a bad time with my mental health i wont care about whats being put in my body. but its not been driven through a desrie to be thinner/bigger ever.

 ive been poor recently and not been living on the best of foods (will probably explain why ive gained weight) but i have been mostly cooking from scratch using frozen meat/fish/veg and tined foods (thank god for bootstrap cooking, am i right???), on occasion i bought fresh veg or meat but thats it. the rest of the food i was eating when i was poor and well still will be eating for the next month was and i try to limit this because i know its really unhealthy has been instant ramen/noodles/soups/rice, breaded frozen meat and frozen garlic bread and chips. snackwise its been like those 10p packs of buiscuits and ive also been baking when i can mostly using my flatmates stuff. if my flatmate was making food and had excess id sometimes have some if she offered but thats been it.

[theconservativebrief]

The fatal police shooting of 19-year-old Quintonio LeGrier, a black university student in mental distress, sparked controversy in 2015, particularly due to the death of a bystander struck when a Chicago police officer opened fire. Now a recent verdict in a wrongful death lawsuit brought by LeGrier’s father is only adding to that controversy after a judge reversed a settlement given to the man’s family.

On Wednesday, a jury ruled that while the shooting was unjustified, Chicago Police Officer Robert Rialmo reasonably feared for his life when he began firing at LeGrier. The jury also awarded the teenager’s family $1 million in damages, far less than the $25 million the family sought. But Judge Rena Marie Van Tine quickly reversed the award, determining that because the jury’s ruling found that Rialmo had reacted out of a reasonable fear, the man’s family could not be awarded money.

Since 2015, LeGrier’s has been one of the more high-profile cases against the Chicago Police Department, occurring as the agency faced heavy scrutiny for incidents of police violence in black neighborhoods. The shooting received more scrutiny with Bettie Jones’s accidental death.

In the wake of the incident, each of the involved parties sought to assign guilt in the case, with the city at one point blaming LeGrier for Jones’s death, while his family argued that the officer was responsible for the shooting.

Due to laws that give police wide latitude to use force, it’s rare for officers to be charged or convicted for police shootings. Wrongful death lawsuits often serve as the only recourse for a shooting victim’s family. But the LeGrier case highlights that these types of suits rely heavily on questions about the justifiability of a police shooting, a question made much more complicated given the significant legal protections afforded to police officers.

In the early morning hours of December 26, 2015, Antonio LeGrier called police, saying that his 19-year-old son, Quintonio, who was staying in his father’s apartment, “freaked out” and was holding a baseball bat. Quintonio himself had also called 911 several times that night, telling dispatchers that there was an emergency and that he needed the police. Two of those calls came before his father dialed 911, and were dismissed by dispatchers, a third was made shortly before police arrived.

When Rialmo and another officer arrived at the multi-unit apartment building, they began moving toward the LeGriers’ second-level apartment. According to the officers, Quintonio quickly appeared in front of them, swinging an aluminum and almost striking Rialmo, forcing the officer to move back.

The officer then fired at the teenager, striking him several times, with some of the bullets hitting him from behind. One of those shots hit and killed Jones, the LeGrier’s 55-year-old neighbor who lived in a first-level apartment unit and had opened the door for the police. Early last year, prosecutors declined to press criminal charges against Rialmo for the shooting deaths of LeGrier and Jones, but the city recently settled a wrongful death suit with Jones’s family for $16 million.

In the wake of the incident, the LeGrier family argued that Rialmo did not attempt to de-escalate the situation prior to opening fire, claiming that he shot at Quintonio LeGrier from far away. In 2017, Chicago’s Civilian Office of Police Accountability agreed, determining that the deaths of both LeGrier and Jones were unjustified and adding that evidence suggested Rialmo was further away from LeGrier than initially reported.

The city police chief disagreed, saying that Rialmo had behaved reasonably. Rialmo has worked desk duty since the shooting. Due to the split decisions between the disciplinary office and the department, it is now up to the Chicago Police Board to determine if he will be fired. The two 911 dispatchers who had ignored LeGrier’s calls were punished.

Rialmo has maintained that fear of injury caused him to fire at LeGrier, arguing that the young man’s actions were the catalyst for the shooting. When LeGrier’s father filed a wrongful death lawsuit against Rialmo, the officer filed a countersuit against the LeGrier estate, alleging that Quintonio’s actions were the reason Jones died and that the shooting had caused Rialmo severe mental distress. In a particularly bizarre turn, the city of Chicago also briefly filed a lawsuit against LeGrier’s estate, blaming him for the shooting. The city’s lawsuit was quickly withdrawn after receiving heavy criticism.

The LeGrier shooting came as Chicago PD’s use of force was already under intense scrutiny, just one month after the department released footage of the fatal shooting of Laquan McDonald, a 16-year-old shot multiple times by a city police officer in 2014.

At the civil trial that began earlier this month, lawyers largely faced off on the question of where both men were standing when Rialmo opened fire. Rialmo’s attorney, Joel Brodsky, maintained that the shooting was an act of self-defense, at one point saying that LeGrier forced Rialmo “to have to take his life, and, unfortunately, tragically, the life of Bettie Jones.”

“I don’t believe that Officer Rialmo is a bad person necessarily,” David Fitzsimmons, the jury foreman, told reporters shortly after the verdict. “I think he just made a bad decision at the moment.”

It’s unclear exactly why the jury ended up with a contradictory verdict, but the LeGrier case is hardly the first time that a fatal police shooting has been found to be the result of “reasonable” fear. But the verdict, which comes just weeks after a Florida family received a mere $4 settlement in a wrongful death lawsuit over a police shooting of a loved one, suggests that these suits, often the only way for families to get relief, won’t always end in a settlement.

Research has shown that these settlements can be incredibly costly for cities and police departments alike. Chicago for example, borrowed some $709 million from 2010 to 2017 to cover the cost of settlements according to a new report from the Action Center on Race & the Economy. An investigation from the Chicago Reporter noted that the city of Chicago has paid out more than half a billion dollars to settle misconduct lawsuits since 2005.

But the exact amount of these settlements can vary widely — if they’re even awarded in the first place. As the New York Times notes, “the vast majority of families who lose someone in a questionable police shooting get nothing.”

And it is still incredibly rare for officers to actually face criminal charges for a shooting. While some recent police shootings — such as the shooting of 17-year-old Antwon Rose in East Pittsburgh, and the shooting of Anthony Green, a black man shot as he ran from a police officer in Georgia on June 21 — have led to swift criminal charges against the officers involved, that is still the exception and not the norm. And even when officers are charged, it is unlikely that a jury will find them guilty.

These realities have frustrated racial justice activists who note that police officers are disproportionately likely to shoot African Americans. According to the Washington Post’s Fatal Force database, more than 500 people have been shot and killed by police in 2018. Ninety-two of those people were identified as black in news reports.

Research has shown that there are significant racial disparities in police use of force. While these disparities are most commonly attributed to issues like implicit bias and systemic racism, recent research has also found that specific factors like high levels of housing segregation and economic inequality also play a role in where police shootings occur and whom they affect.

There’s another factor at play here as well: Police officers are generally given wide latitude to use force. As Vox’s German Lopez has noted, “Legal standards make it difficult to legally punish individual police officers for use of force, even when it might be excessive.”

This standard has long been upheld by the Supreme Court. Two key decisions in the 1980s, Tennessee v. Garner and Graham v. Connor, created a framework for when cops can reasonably use deadly force.

David Klinger, a criminologist with the University of Missouri in St. Louis, previously told Vox that the first standard allows officers to use lethal force “to protect their life or the life of another innocent party.”

The second standard allows officers to shoot a person who is trying to escape after committing a violent felony, because that person could reasonably be deemed a threat to the community.

Taken together, these decisions form the “objective reasonableness” standard, or the idea that so long as an officer reacted to a reasonably perceived threat, their shooting is justified, even in cases where their perception turned out to be incorrect.

In the years since these two landmark cases, the idea has been challenged in court, but the standard has not been changed. In April, the Supreme Court sided with an Arizona police officer who shot a woman holding a kitchen knife at her side, saying in a 7-2 ruling that the officer’s decision to shoot was reasonable. In their dissent, Justices Sonia Sotomayor and Ruth Bader Ginsburg argued that the ruling “tells officers that they can shoot first and think later.”

Recent months have seen a new effort to change this standard by reducing the number of officer-involved shootings that happen. In California for example, the fatal police shooting of Stephon Clark prompted state legislators to introduce a bill that would only allow officers to shoot when it is absolutely necessary, and only after they have exhausted other options. The measure has drawn criticism from police groups who argue that the bill will make officers second guess their decisions and put them in danger. If the legislation passes, it will the be first in the nation to restrict officers’ ability to shoot.

Original Source -> Quintonio LeGrier was killed by police. A jury awarded his family $1 million. Then a judge took it away.

via The Conservative Brief