#I'll try to sleep some more brb.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

NEW HAVEN WARDS THOUGHTS. ok i have. many. primarily though i would love to hear what fucking. tide's pov of insane tidalwave situation is. or just like. nhw tide thoughts in general!!!! him!! he!!! ok ok gotta go put goats 2 bed brb

AHAAAA HAHA I LOVE YOUUUUUU TIDE LAMBERT. i love you tide lambert. i also am extremely delighted by the fact that you and whiskey both sent me asks at the same time indepenently asking me about tide and mark. awesome little bowl of seeds for me in my inbox. under the cut with you

i haaaaave so many emotions about nhw tide the more i think about him.

i am still so MASSIVELY undecided on the whole clone thing but i do feel so strongly about the endbringer thing i brought up one time. i dont remember the way they are in canon but i have a lot of thoughts about tide and his siblings and their "ages" (magma is the oldest, tide is VERY close second (theyre not twins, but theyre probably only a year or less apart so they are The Oldest as a unit to the others. magma still plays the "im older than you" card to tide though). whirlwind and seismic ARE twins and they have such middle child energy. shockwave is the youngest until elle and has a complex about not being the youngest anymore. elle is the beloved baby girl. trust me i have experience in this this is basically the way my dads side of the family is) . anyway im getting distracted. anyway. tide and magma being the oldest and also being given powers specifically to counter leviathan and behemoth. i have emotions about this !!!! (i actually still dont really know whether behemoth is specifically fire coded but he does sleep in volcanoes so let me dream until worm proves me wrong). so like. even if theyre not clones they still get the whole "i was created for a purpose and i feel like i have the weight of the world on my shoulders because of it and its my only purpose and without it im lost and i dont know what to do with myself"

anyway. thinking about. tidalwave first meeting or like. early stages of meeting or whatever. tide is fucking INTIMIDATING. hes REALLY powerful, and also including that thing i put in my one liveblog the other day about Sere- if tide Wasnt A Hero it could be a goddamn disaster because his powers have the potential to be so fucking scary and bad and dangerous. luckily he is also the worlds biggest softie. tide is marginally less emotionally repressed than mark is, so he's more willing to initiate things.

i constantly think about tide in the context of that one post thats like "i hate when people say it costs nothing to be kind. it costs so much. i mean i'll pay it but damn" (im so mad i cant find that rn but. nhw tide thesis statement) hes not naive!!!!!!!! he knows how awful and shitty the world and the whole cape system is. but hes trying so so so hard to do the right thing and help people. that fucking gets on marks nerves so bad. tide is Too Nice and he hates it. "why cant you be more of an asshole so its easier for me to hate you" etc etc etc.

ANYWAY. early tidalwave. tide looks at wavelength and immediately sees a difference between him and some of the other villains hes fought. theres this almost feral desperation to him. outwardly hes cold and calculating and brutal but like. just a little bit beneath the surface he is. like a cornered animal. he doesnt Want to be doing this, but he Has To. and tide can. really sympathize with that and understand that i think. Mark Also Hates This, He Does Not Like To Be Perceived. i imagine theres a lot of back and forth like "i understand" "how could you possibly understand"

they become sort of like unofficial rivals- tide knows how the hero system works and how fucking nasty things could end up for mark if he fights someone who doesnt care about what happens to a villain, so its always tide seeking him out (fight to maim, not kill. sorry that sentence lives in my mind forever now). tide maybe lets him slip away and escape way easier than he should. because he Gets It. he genuinely does want to help mark, not in an "i can fix him" way, but in more of an "i can see youre in a horrible situation and i dont want to kill you just because of that, so im helping in the small way i can without making things worse for you" way. mark knows hes doing this. they never talk about it. they talk more than people who are supposed to be intent on killing each other should talk. neither of them will ever say it out loud but. the human connection outside of their respective Situations is kind of nice. regardless of how fucked up the whole thing is. ill-advised hookups, unmasking, etc etc all of that. but They Dont Talk About It Ever. next day theyre back to trying to kill each other like nothing happened. tide maybe privately mourns this, but still never says anything about it. tide visits mark in the hospital because no one else will. tide tells mark about ashe because no one else will, even if he knows that will basically shatter everything between them (its not tides fault, why would it be, but mark is a very "shoot the messenger, ask questions later" kind of guy)

anyway. i think about them a lot

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 163. brb x oc

a/n: AAAA OH GOD HE'S SO HOT I HATE HIM (reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none, just fluff maybe a smidge of angst

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-

The good news: her father was awake! He was awake and sitting on the bed.

The bad news: he was a terrible patient.

“I can’t leave?” Rafael asks as Beatrice sighs, adjusting his pillow, “But I’m okay! I am fine!”

“Papa, the doctors still want to check on you- straighten up a bit-” she fluffs his pillow and then places it behind his head, “You need to be patient and not stubborn like you always are.” she’s trying to conceal the worry in her voice. "Papa, you had a heart attack," she says, her tone firm albeit a bit shaky because of the lack of sleep. "You need to let the doctors do their job and make sure you're truly okay. It's for your own good."

Rafael grumbles, crossing his arms over his chest. "I hate hospitals," he mutters, his voice tinged with frustration. "I just want to go home and relax. Where’s your mother?"

Beatrice takes a deep breath, inhaling some of her patience so she wouldn’t argue with him. She reaches out and gently places her hand on his arm, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Mama is at home, asleep. She spent the night here, she just was called about your recovery." she says softly. "But you need to listen to the doctors. And listen to us, you know, your kids?”

Rafael's expression softens slightly as he looks into Beatrice's eyes,arms relaxing until they drop on each side of his body. He sighs and nods reluctantly. "Alright, fine," he clearly isn’t happy about it still. "I'll try to cooperate."

Beatrice smiles, kissing above his bushy brow "Thank you, Papa," she says, her voice filled with gratitude. "It means a lot to me. Now, are you hungry?"

“Bah, I don’t feel like eating slop.”

“Mhm, sure.” she isn’t even paying attention to him, “You know hospital food nowadays is really good, plus you’d need something healthy. Maybe a soup-”

“Soup?? For lunch??”

“Oh, right,I’m sorry,” she clasps her hands together, bowing her head, “Sorry, oh mighty Italian man that only has soup for dinner- come on,dad. You are being silly, besides look how chilly it is.” she walks over to the window, parting the drapes open and frowning at how the trees outside appeared to bend because of the wind strength, “See? I had to grab Nikki’s jacket, the one we used in Virginia, before we came over.”

Rafael perked up at the mention of his youngest granddaughter, “Where is she?” he asks, turning his head around the room, “I don’t see her anywhere.”

“Well,Michael wanted to be the cool uncle so he took her for…a jog around the hospital.” she frowns, that sounds very depressing but knowing Nicole, she was probably having a blast no matter what.

“They are close by,right?”

Beatrice chuckles at Rafael's response, shaking her head in amusement. "Oh, don't worry, Papa. They're just going for a little stroll," she reassures him. "Michael wanted to give her some fresh air, and you know Nicole, she's always full of energy. I'm sure they're having a great time."

Rafael nods, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Well,I trust you…even if your brother is…a bit intense.”

Beatrice moves closer to her father, taking a seat on the edge of his bed. "So, Papa, while they're out, how about we have a little chat?" she suggests, reaching out to take his hand in hers. "I want to talk to you about some things, and I think now is a good time."

Rafael raises an eyebrow, curiosity with a mix of suspicion in his eyes. "Alright, what's on your mind, my clever daughter?"

Beatrice takes a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. She looks into Rafael's eyes, then she parts her lips, but holds his hand to have some type of anchor before she flew away completely, “Papa,I’m pre-”

“Rafael!”

The shriek made both of them jump and look to the door where Claudia was holding herself up by the threshold. The tears falling down her eyes were fat and landed on her clothes, she tossed her bag to the side and rushed over to Rafael - Beatrice moved away just in time to avoid the collision. She steps back, watching her mother cup her father’s face with her hands and kiss him all over, ordering him to never scare her like that again.

Beatrice smiles, standing by the door and looking back just in time to see Michael show up, holding Nicole to his chest and smirking at the scene, “She almost trampled three nurses on the way over.”

“I don’t doubt it.” she turns back to their parents, smiling sweetly at their quiet chatting, “Maybe we should leave them alone for a bit.” she says, grabbing Nicole from her brother’s hands and walking out of the room with Michael gently closing the door on the way out. Nicole babbled happily, bouncing a bit on Beatrice’s arms as they stood by the corridor.

“Hey Nikki.” she gently rubs her daughter’s chin, “Did you have fun with uncle Mike?”

“I’m always fun.” her brother replies, shoving his hands in his jeans’ pockets, smirking at her, “We walked around the parking lot three times. And I also showed her how to make a bubble inside a bubble gum.” he proceeds to show his sister and niece, earning a soft gasp from Nicole, the little girl jumped when the bubble popped but immediately laughed at him, “And…yeah, that was it, pretty much.”

“Mhm.” Beatrice rubs her eyes, stifling a yawn, “That sounds fun.”

Nicole claps her tiny hands together, her face lighting up with joy. Bea knows she’s trying to expand her vocabulary and she was sure she’s trying to say ‘bubble’ but it just sounds like ‘buhbuh!’. Beatrice can't help but chuckle at her daughter's enthusiasm. "You had quite the adventure, didn't you, Nikki?" she says, leaning in to press a kiss on Nicole's cheek.

Michael joins in on the laughter, . "Oh yeah, we're the coolest duo in town," he says,gently grabbing her tiny hand and pressing his large fist against her knuckles, voicing a quiet explosion sound that only makes his niece laughs more. "But now, I think it's time for us, the grown ups, snack on something or get some coffee-well I get some coffee."

Beatrice nods in agreement, feeling the exhaustion creeping in after a long and emotional day. “Hah, yeah, god and it’s still,” she checks her phone, “Nine in the morning. Good God I’m exhausted.”

“Yeah, sis,I can see it.” he digs his hands into his pockets as the two walk to the cafeteria, her brother offering to buy her something but Beatrice just waved him off, honestly she was too tired to even chew on something. She sits down with Nicole to her chest, her eyes blinking slowly and her head moving forward only to be snapped back as she tries to keep herself awake.

Michael noticed it, arching one of his brows at the scene as he held onto his cup of coffee, “...um…everything alright there?”

Beatrice lets out a soft sigh, her tiredness evident in her voice. "Yeah, just exhausted, you know? It's been a long day, no... a long week, actually." She runs a hand through her hair, trying to shake off the fatigue. "Between dad's health issues and Rooster's upcoming deployment, it's been a rollercoaster of emotions."

Michael nods in understanding, his gaze filled with empathy. "Plus the pregnancy.”

“Plus the pregnancy.”

‘You don't have to carry it all on your own.”

A small smile graces Beatrice's lips as she looks at her brother. "I know, Mike. And I appreciate it more than words can express." She shifts Nicole in her arms, settling her against her chest, her eyes drooping with exhaustion. "Right now, all I need is some rest. Being here at the hospital can be draining."

Michael reaches out and places a hand on Beatrice's shoulder,”Do you want me to take you home? I can do that, mom is going to stay here anyway."

"Nah, thanks though," Beatrice murmurs, her voice filled with gratitude. She leans in and presses a kiss on Nicole's forehead before another sigh comes out of her, “I still wanna tell dad about the twins…and mom too, did I tell mom?” he shakes his head negatively, sipping his coffee. “...in reality,Mike…I’m kinda,I’ve not been sleeping well. I…there’s just,I don’t know,I think everything fucked me up-” the ‘f’ bomb makes her brother’s eyes widen and quickly look down at a smiling, yet oblivious, Nikki, “Oh, don’t worry.Roos says worse than that.” her brother relaxes but still has his eyes on her, “I mean…okay,maybe– I don’t know, this deployment feels weird? I guess.’

“Maybe it’s because you are pregnant again and you don’t want to be alone?”

“I mean, sure, could be I guess.”

Michael hums, sucking air through his teeth to cool his mouth from the lava heat coffee that just burned down his throat, “How long will he be gone?”

“Six months.”

“Oh holy fuck.”

Beatrice doesn’t look impressed, in fact she just arched her brow at him, ‘Yes,Michael,I know.” she frowns, leaning back onto her chair, “It’ll be his and Nikki’s birthday when he comes back and I’ll already be six months along…it’s a whole mess.”

Michael's eyes widen in surprise as he processes the timeline. "Sorry, that's quite a long time," he says, his voice filled with concern. "What will you do while he’s gone, Bea?"

“Besides crying?” she jokes tiredly but her brother doesn’t laugh, “I don’t know, it's definitely going to be challenging," she admits, leaning on a hand as she speaks. "But I just…I don’t know,Mike…something feels off and I can’t…pinpoint what."

Her brother  crosses his arms over his chest, staring her down with his own brows furrowed, “That’s some zia Martha shit,I’m not gonna lie.” he laughs dryly, scratching his beard as Beatrice sighs again, “Listen,maybe it’s just the hormones messing with ya. You don’t know what’s gonna happen.”

“Yeah and that shit scares me a lot.”Beatrice manages a small smile, a bit on the sarcastic side, “I wish I could,I don’t know, be sure he’s going to be okay and he always comes back but I–," she stops talking, clenching her teeth together “I can’t be thinking about this, it won’t be good for me.”

Michael nods in understanding, his expression softening with empathy. "I mean, yeah. But like, hasn’t he done this multiple times?" she nods, “Then I think the odds are in his favor, no? Think about it–”

“Zia Martha gave us a lot of protective things.” she cuts him off, ���...like a cornicello.”

The mention of the red horn does make Michael stop and stare at his sister with his eyes narrowed, “What? When?”

“During Christmas, it was one of her gifts to us.” she says, “That and a Rooster, she made me give it to Brad.” Beatrice chews the inside of her mouth when she says that, looking down at a smiling Nicole with tears in her eyes, ready to fall but she held them back, “And like…how am I to take that,Mike?”

Michael's expression turns thoughtful as he listens to Beatrice,  "A cornicello, huh? That's interesting," he says, rubbing his chin in contemplation. "You know zia Martha is a witch. Maybe she believed it would bring Rooster protection during his deployment."

Beatrice nods, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yeah, that's what I thought too.”

Michael leans back in his chair, his eyes shifting between Beatrice and Nicole. "Well, you know how those old Sicilian superstitions go. Sometimes, having something to hold onto, a symbol of protection, can bring comfort and peace of mind," he says. "Maybe it's worth believing in, even if just a little."

Beatrice looks up at her brother,”I know, but it still feels a bit odd, doesn’t it?"

He smiles warmly at her,  tilting his head in her direction with his smirk widening, “Come on, zia Martha is just being herself…there’s nothing to worry about,sis.”

Beatrice offered him a small smile, and she mentally hoped he was right.

-

“Sir!”

“Oop, look who it is,” Maverick smirks as he looks up from his lunch, “One of your fanboys.”

Rooster gave his uncle a narrowed glare, then turned towards McAllister, who already saluted the two even before reaching their table, “At ease,McAllister,” the young pilot nodded, dropping his arm to his side, “Can we help you with something?”

McAllister stood at attention for a moment before relaxing his posture, his face displaying a mix of excitement and nervousness. "Sorry for interrupting your lunch, sir," he began, addressing Rooster. "I just wanted to say that I'm honored in sharing his mission with you!”

Rooster's expression softened slightly as he glanced at Maverick, who rolled his eyes playfully. "Well, aren't you just a bundle of enthusiasm," Maverick commented, a hint of amusement in his voice before he sips his soda. Rooster just offered his uncle a glare then turned back to the young recruit.

Rooster nodded appreciatively at McAllister. "Thank you McAllister, you seem excited." He gestured for the young pilot to take a seat at their table. "Have a seat. Join us for a moment."

McAllister hesitated for a brief moment before taking a seat, trying to contain his excitement and even more when the seat offered was right next to Maverick. "Thank you, sir. I'm truly honored."

Maverick chuckled pointing towards his nephew. "Careful, Rooster. Your fan club is growing."

Rooster shot his uncle a mock glare before turning his attention back to McAllister. "So,do you know anything about the mission?”

The younger pilot looks to the side sheepishly, placing his hands on the table, “Um…honestly sir, not more than the basics. All I know it’ll be a six months course and um, that-that was pretty much it.” he shrugs, “E-everyone is excited and really ready to get into it.”

Rooster leans into his hand and then his smile drops, ‘...Hm.” he clears his throat, ‘Listen,McAllister, you guys are young,right? You are young,” he ignored Maverick quiet ‘they are babies’ when he said that, “You all are,I don’t want you guys to think of this as a vacation, this is not a vacation. This is serious and it is something that will be with you guys forever.”

“...y-yes,sir.” McAllister nods, “We know that.”

Rooster's tone turns more serious as he continues, his eyes focused on McAllister. "Good," he says firmly. "I want you to understand the gravity of the situation. This mission may seem exciting, but it also comes with risks and challenges. We'll be facing unknown territories and potentially dangerous situations. It's crucial that you and the rest of the team are prepared both physically and mentally."

McAllister's expression becomes more solemn, his initial excitement tempered by Rooster's words. "I understand, sir," he replies earnestly. "We've been training hard and we're committed to giving our best."

Rooster nods, his posture relaxing. "I have no doubt about your dedication," he says sincerely. "But remember, it's not just about physical training. Mental strength and resilience are equally important. You'll face tough decisions and unexpected obstacles. Stay focused, rely on your training, and trust your instincts."

Maverick interjects, his tone carrying a touch of wisdom. "And don't forget to look out for each other," he advises. "You're a team, and your bond will be crucial in getting through the tough times. Support one another, communicate effectively, and always have each other's backs."

McAllister listens intently,eyes wide like a child who was just speaking with his idols from childhood. He nods, his determination evident. "Thank you, sir, for the guidance," he says gratefully. "I'll take your words to heart and do my best to uphold the values of our team."

Rooster gives McAllister a reassuring smile. "That's what I like to hear," he says, placing a hand on the young pilot's shoulder. "Now,” he points beyond McAllister’s eyes, behind him, “Your friends are still shit at hiding.”

McAllister turns around to see the other two just like that: barely hidden behind the wall and widening their eyes when they were found out. ‘Oh, ah, um,” McAllister slowly stands to his feet, saluting the two once again, “I-I’ll leave you two to it,um…I-I…good day!” he shuffles away, much for the two pilots’ amusement.

Maverick flicks his gaze towards Rooster, “Well, that was impressive?”

“Hm?”

“The speech,” Mav nods, “Pretty nice. Almost…too nice.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Maverick shrugs while sipping what was left of his soda, giving his nephew an amused look.

Rooster raises an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Are you saying I'm not usually nice?"

Maverick chuckles and shakes his head. "No, no, that's not what I meant. You're always nice, Rooster," he replies with a teasing tone, earning a suspicious squinted look from Bradley. "I just meant that it was a heartfelt speech. You had McAllister hanging onto your every word."

Rooster’s body relaxes, “...oh. Uh.”leans back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well, he needed a bit of reassurance," he says, rubbing his chin and scratching the scar on his jawline. "Deployments can be tough, especially for the rookies. It's important to make sure they understand the challenges they'll face."

Maverick nods in agreement. He looks…proud. "Absolutely…you know they will remember your words."

Rooster's expression softens, crossing his arms over his chest with a gentle laugh leaving his lips. "I hope so," he says genuinely. "I want them to succeed, to grow into skilled and resilient pilots. They have potential."

Maverick raises his soda can in a toast. "Here's to their success," he says, clinking the tin can against Rooster's glass. "And to your leadership, kid."

Rooster smiles, returning the toast. "Cheers," he says, “I hope I do good.”

Maverick gives Rooster an encouraging pat on the back. "I have no doubt that you will," he says confidently. "You've come a long way, Rooster.You did great last time."

Rooster huffs a bit, “Yeah, but I knew most of them.” he whispers, “And they weren’t…that young too.” he just couldn’t help but imagine Nicole, one day, wearing that same uniform, with him giving her his blessings and she–no, she’s just a baby, they were going to have twins, there was no time to think about that, “I think I’m just nervous because of Bea and everything.”

“Is she okay?”

“...she looks drained and tired.” he says quietly, ‘And exhausted, Mav. She truly does. I know she’s trying her best to stay focused and calm, for her, for the twins and for Nicole…it’s just, I don’t know,” he runs his fingers through his hair, one of his legs bouncing with nerves, “It’s hard knowing I’ll leave and she’ll be like that here…not alone, but–”

“You’ll still call her.”

“I know Mav, but it ain’t the same,” the Virginian accent seeps out and Maverick just smiles softly, boy his nephew was so head over heels still. Just like his father was towards Carole, “I want her to be okay. And…calling does help but…” he earns a few pats on the back, making him chuckle softly and look over towards Pete, “Just like my dad?”

“Worse.” he laughs, “But it’s okay, at least it means you’ll take care of them…now,” he stands up to his feet, ‘I think it’s a good time to check on her messages, just like you did five minutes ago. I’ll throw everything away,” he nods to the empty packets and glasses on the table, “Go on,Romeo.”

Rooster just smiles, pulling out his phone and exhaling out in relief when he saw that Beatrice’s father was awake. That was good…then he got a picture, of no one else but Beatrice, curled under the covers of their bed, with Nicole next to her.

Bea (12:02)

Hey bro, it’s Mike. Just letting you know I got your girls home safely. I’ll be here until Bea wakes up.

Roos (12:02)

Oh, wow, thanks Mike.I really appreciate it. Are they okay?

Bea (12:04)

Bea is out like a light,I’m gonna make something for her when she wakes up. Everything's good here. Don't worry, I'll take care of them.

Roos (12:05)

Thank you, Mike. I owe you big time. 

Bea (12:07)

Eh,I’ll let that pass cause you are my favorite brother in law. See you soon,bro.

Roos (12:08)

Thanks again.

Rooster  gives one last look at the picture of his girls sleeping, rubbing his thumb over the screen, over Beatrice’s closed eyes and Nicole tiny frame engulfed by her mother’s arms and he just…feels a longing already. “Everything will be okay.” he whispers, “Everything will be okay.”

Everything will be okay.

[oonajaeadira]

im trying to not with that outfit but I can't

a cardigan, a high hip cut cardigan at that, is an accent piece, not the whole top, am I appreciating the low cut of the undershirt? yes, but I cannot with the rest of it.

THAT CARDIGAN IS TOO SMALL AND IT IS SUFFERING THE MAN IS TOO BROAD

the pants are... fine?... I certainly think he looks better with more form fitting pant legs, his silhouette is very boxy. not like, Max in WW84 boxy but it feels close to me.

so i think, with the right top the pants would be salvageable, the cardigan... undo the bottom two buttons, a nice dark undershirt, and form fitting pants, I'd still have questions, but they'd prob be fewer

I'm gonna apologize for the old lady I will some day become because if I'm sitting on my porch and someone walks by wearing that? I can just hear my cranky old self. "This world's goin' to shit."

WARNING: Do not read more. Adira's gonna go flip some tables.

Transcript: Begin rant.

Listen. I woke up to that monstrosity and had to go to an online meeting and engage for two hours on very little sleep. I went and took a nap and I'm still fkn cranky about it.

No. You know what? I'm REALLY fkn cranky about it. Like, it feels like a personal attack.

I also need to apologize to everyone who has felt this way over Fabio's choices lately. I feel your pain. But I actually love his style and that he keeps our boy comfy and whimsical and up to date (because, let's face it, left to his own devices, Pedro is a teenage boy). I mean, I didn't exactly love the pants for the wine event, but let's not get into that. I got over those. Because you know what? Pedro looks good in everything.

Or so I thought until this morning.

When I woke up from my nap I actually groaned. Not because my back fkn sucks but because I knew this outfit was still out there. That it had happened. That someone whose job it is to dress people found the most beautiful man on earth and did that to him.

How do you pick four colors and not have any of them compliment each other???? And then pick four BLOCK colors, no patterns, but all different fabric textures? And then choose a sweater that's made from something so shiny and synthetic that I can hear it creaking every time it stretches over his shoulders? Like, that's the kind of shit they can't sell at Kohls so they take it off the racks and put it in clothing subscription boxes and try to convince people that "it's not ugly, it's just new and hip and so fashion forward you're not used to it yet." If it caught fire it wouldn't even burn, just melt into a bubbling pool and then cool into a puddle of silly putty.

No.

*screams into a smushmallow*

You know, I'm gonna scoot past the fit of the pants and their zoot-suit pleats and their droopy cuffs and forgive them just so I can concentrate on that sweater. Don't put him in that color!!!! Boy has beautiful undertones and can wear just about anything and you picked the one fkn color that makes him look like an abomination!!!

*throws an arm over my eyes like a drama queen except really not ironically*

There are so many crimes happening here and on a not so cranky day I'd mostly just feel protective that she made him look terrible oh mah gahhhhh

But it's a cranky day. And someone that works in the fashion industry thinks it's okay to pair camel shit plastic with Heinz 57 Stray Cats. If that's what's coming of the runways these days give me two spoons and I'll remove my own damn eyeballs my own damn self--

*takes a deep sigh. tries to forget the pain. lies in an agonized heap*

Did you know edibles are legal in Minnesota now? Yeah. The dems put it on a bill with a bunch of other great stuff and the republicans in the state house didn't read it and signed it into law. It was really great. That was a good day. Legalized gummies.

I'm gonna go get some. BRB.

[voxofthevoid]

Hello Vox! Is me, werewolf anon!! Hope you're doing good on this fine day/evening/whatever the time of day it is for you!

I have to admit that you being happy to see my ask is 100% reciprocated by me when you answer them. I too, wave my fist in the air!

I haven't read more of your JJK fics but I re-read some of your Stucky ones because they are my comfort fics and I needed a pick-me-up. BUT THAT BEING SAID I DO HAVE THE JJK MANGA OPEN IN MY TABS and hopefully soon it will open up the rest of your fics for me! Oh how exciting!

As for Mappa and Nanami, the absolute WHIPLASH of him baring his forearms/hair pulling/quiet and yet explosive rage/Daddy Daddy DADDY to THAT scene of him before Mahito takes him out...I was on my knees I tell ya. I honestly don't know how the animators didn't go feral as they drew those panels.

And ahhhhh don't get me started on Yuji this week. Omfg that precious bean leveled up. *cough cough* I made a silly Yuji edit but sadly I don't know how to share it with you because Tumblr won't let me add images to anon asks. 😭

Wish me luck on my manga binge! I'll try to remember to eat and sleep but I can't guarantee anything! 😂 And I hope you enjoy your extremely well earned break from writing! I'm sure all the fans are frothing for updates from you but you deserve down time just like anyone. Take care!

Welcome back!!

Won't lie, it's very lovely to hear that my stucky fics are comfort stories for you. That's high praise, seriously.

And I really hope you enjoy the manga! It's still trying to give me a heart attack on a weekly basis, and it's always a pleasure to drag more people into this particular hell 😌

I'm cracking up at your description, but it's accurate for sure. If it helps, Nanami continues to make me fucking insane. His death scene is still my favorite, and while I prefer the manga's handling of it over the anime, they did a beautiful job with his final smile as well as Yuuji's later remembrance.

I shouldn't get started on the Yuuji scene because I will not be coherent (if you hear howling in the wind, it's me), but that scene drove me insane in the manga, and the anime went above and fucking beyond. I keep saying it's orgasmic, and know what, I mean it. Yuuji's expression, the insanely good voice acting, the hunting sequence—fuck me, that's art.

(Brb eating glass.)

Ah, damn :/ I think you could upload it somewhere and send a link on anon, if you'd like to. I used to have submissions turned on, but after Tumblr made it impossible to send anon asks without a blog, some charming fellows started trying to use the submission feature to send me bullshit while circumventing anon block. And now it stays off.

Good luck, and stay hydrated! Or binge like a demon and emerge on the other side sleep-deprived and vaguely feral. I really can't judge because that's exactly what I did 😂 But the upcoming arc should give you plenty of natural break points; it's pretty different from the storyline so far.

And thank you, hon 💗

[hospitalterrorizer]

diary122

1/14/2024

sunday

okay so i know it's like i missed a day or something or i don't know.

but basically yesterday i did not sleep until today, i went to bed at 2-am ish i think. maybe more like 1. it was like crazy, i was up so late my head started hurting, i do not even feel normal today, still kind of loopy, too. but today was good, tomorrow is errands day and that has me worried because idk if i will be together enough for that to not be a frustrating/distressing day for me.

the good thing is i'll probably read in the laundromat, so that will be good for me.

i also made a song today, for that one song competition thing in this server i'm in, today we had to sample stuff off this site:

i didn't go entirely with samples but it mostly is, the one thing that isn't is the bass synth.

i really like the song, i think i kind of want to work on it more, add some stuff to it, like maybe some fucked up guitar-ish synth things, like i like to do, and maybe some other stuff too. i also think it might be good to have vocals on it, but we'll see. it is not something that's of utmost importance rn i suppose. but i will say i like it enough i want to make cover art for it really quick so brb.

people said it sounded like crystal castles and it def does, just cuz of the bass mostly. but i was also thinking about this song:

i think i just naturally will make stuff that sounds like other stuff, when i'm trying to evoke anything as like, considered and thought out as most microhouse, which i'm fine with, i like being able to use it in a different sort of way. listening to the song now, it just sounds like there's a couple hiccups in it, that i need to correct, but that'll be a while like i said.

another song i was listening to, completely unrelated:

anyway i just showered and stuff, i should probably sleep nowww so

byebye!!!!!

[tatatatatara]

You know I will do the opposite of complaining if you decide to do ship songs exclusively right?

My thoughts under the cut ❤️❤️❤️

Houji

I know "getting away with murder" is a reference to Houji's job but it really reminds me of the time Houji murdered two colleagues to keep his dirty affairs a secret in PSYB. Really love the "I need to calculate what creates my own madness" verse

"Charlie's Inferno" is what I'll imagine how Houji look to the outsiders. People will talk in his funeral about what a nice man he is, how much he achieved, how many people he had saved... and just like Kureo, Houji would accept his place in Hell.

"Eat your young" reminds me of the nature of CCG and more specifically, the relationship between Houji and Takizawa. Houji was shown to be nice with freshers and he really sympathized when Takizawa was upset due to things related to their job. And he really mourned him :(

I dont really understand "Military Fashion Show" but I can imagine Houji having acts of debauchery with this song playing in the background.

Houji would listen to the F***** song, get amused then he will play it to confuse Tatara.

"This aint a scene its an arms race" reminds me of Special Class Houji, when he became a leader and he must keep telling lies like "you will be alright" and "we are doing the right things" and "yeah the money and lives we spend through the years are definitely worth it"

"Pretty, Handsome, Awkward" somehow makes me thinking about Kureo and Amon lol. Houji's song when driving, and Takizawa almost jumped off his chair when he accidentally turned this on.

Tatara

"Kill V Maim" reminds me of Tatara's thoughts before going to the altair in PSYB. "His family was gangsters and drifters and ghouls half mad from hunger.[...]. He made Tatara a great ghoul, and to him that made him a man". Misbehaving is how Tatara obey Yan and become Yan is the only way to be a man, somehow.

"Couture" sounds like Tatara's mind when he is succumbing to insanity due to practicing cannibalism.

"Destroya": Brb I'll just need some minutes to mourn Yan. Somehow it makes me think about how Houji took everything away from Yan, but at least he didn't take Tatara too, who is Yan's everything. (And then he took him as his lawfully wedded husband which is even worse)

"Sarcasm" gotta be my favorite song from this list. It suits Tatara and HouTata and PSYB at the same time I'm going insane arrghrgrgrghhh. "You could be the corpse and I could be the killer" reminds me of their nice, wholesome exchange before the wedding starts.

"The Phoenix" fits Aogiri Tree so much I'm chewing my nails. It feels both like Tatara's speech before a raid or a private exchange between him and Eto.

"Choke" is basically Tatara's reactions to the CCG investigators and his eventual husband. He is so rich and handsome Tatara can't wait to choke him while he's sleep.

You can't tell me Houji didn't try to convince Shuu to let the band play "Never wanted to dance" at the wedding dance and that night Shuu was extra clingy to Naki to make up for the mental exhaustion.

Honestly you are so amazing. Few people can make headcanons about Houji and Tatara and yet you can make a whole playlist for them. You have my eternal respext and gratitude.

Houji or Tatara for the playlist thing, if you can 🥺

THE FREAKS

For Houji:

Song that is pretty accurate to the character’s story: Getting Away With Murder by Papa Roach

Song that doesn’t fit the character at all but i was thinking about them while listening to it on loop: Charlie’s Inferno

Song that has one or two lines accurate to the character’s story: Eat Your Young by Hozier because of this

Song that just kind of is the character’s vibe: Military Fashion Show by And One

Song that i desperately wish they would listen to because i personally like it: F****t by MSI

Song that fits the character so well that it’s scary: This ain’t a Scene, It’s an Arms Race by Fall Out Boy

Unsure why this song is in the playlist but it’s so ingrained in my mind as 'part of the playlist' that it would feel weird to remove it: Pretty Handsome Awkward by The Used

For Tatara:

Song that is pretty accurate to the character’s story: Kill V Maim but specifically the cover by The Night And I

Song that doesn’t fit the character at all but i was thinking about them while listening to it on loop: Couture by Epsyle

Song that has one or two lines accurate to the character’s story: Destroya by MCR because of these

Song that just kind of is the character’s vibe: Sarcasm by Get Scared

Song that i desperately wish they would listen to because i personally like it: The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy

Song that fits the character so well that it’s scary: Choke by IDKHBTFM

Unsure why this song is in the playlist but it’s so ingrained in my mind as 'part of the playlist' that it would feel weird to remove it: Never Wanted To Dance by MSI

[pureanimosity]

Sleepover Time! -3E

*Hall time*

Kurahashi: "Karasuma-Sensei can we please have a sleepover! Plus it helps us interact with each other more and we can discuss assasination plans!"

Karasuma: "Fine, but you'll be under supervision, Isogai and Kataoka I'll leave you in charge of them."

Isogai/Kataoka: "Yes sir."

Fuwa: "WOO FINALLY!! WE SHOULD WATCH ANIME I KNOW A GOOD ANIME TO WATCH!!!"

Karasuma: "Remember your aim, and please behave."

Kurahashi: "You guys can stay at my place! My parents are in a vacation tomorrow!"

Kataoka: "Alright, Thank you Kurahashi."

Kurahashi: "No problemo! >:D"

the next day *insert Spongebob*

Kayano: "Eeeee!! I'm so excited this is the first time ive had a sleepover!!"

Kurahashi: "Hey when are you guys coming?!"

Nagisa: "I'm with Hara and Muramatsu were getting baking supplies for the sleepover. :)"

Okajima: "WAIT YOU GUYS ARE GONNA BAKE?!! HARA'S CAKE MURAMATSU'S RAMEN AND NAGISA'S CUPCAKES ARE THE BEST!! DUDE I'M GONNA HOG ALL OF THE FOOD!!"

Kayano: "Especially nagisa's cupcakes!! There the best!"

Nagisa: "Thank you Kayano! 💗"

Kayano: "brb gonna cry an angel just sent me a heart"

Nagisa: "???"

Kataoka: "You better not. There needs to be enough food for everyone."

Sugino: "Hey Nagisa look to your right!"

Nagisa: "Oh Sugino! Your there! Let's walk together. :)"

Isogai: "Kurahashi I'm at the door with Maehara!"

*When everybody's there*

Kurahashi: "Hi welcome!!"

Maehara: "Woah this place is huge!!"

Okajima: "Can we sleep together in the same rooms? ;)"

The Girls: "NO!!"

Nagisa: "Kurahashi-Chan me Hara and Muramatsu will be using the kitchen were gonna start baking now!"

Kurahashi: "Oh alright! Make sure to add a lot of sugar!!"

Fuwa: "I CALL MIDDLE!!"

Okajima: "HEY NO FAIR THAT'S THE WARMEST PART OF THE CARPET!!!"

Terasaka: "GOD WHEN WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP!!"

Fuwa: "What did you just say to me? :)"

Terasaka: "Tch, You don't scare me!"

Fuwa: *pulls out sword*

Terasaka: "HOW THE HELL DID THAT EVEN FIT THERE!!"

Kataoka: "NO FIGHTING!! AND CERTAINLY NO WEAPONS!!"

Fuwa: "Awe.. boring!! *whispers to Terasaka* your lucky or else you'd be dead meat."

Takebayashi: "Okuda, have you brought your chemical equipment?"

Okuda: "A-ah! Y-yes!!"

Takebayashi: "Alright let's start at the table."

Okuda: "R-right!!"

Kayano: "YOU BROUGHT YOUR CHEMICALS?!?"

Okuda: "I-I never leave home without some!"

Kayano: "😨"

Kayano: "Should I be concerned??"

Karma: "Nagii did you know theres a new Sonic Ninja movie released?? Let's watch it in Wednesday!"

Nagisa: "Oh, sure! I'll make room for schedule!" *grins*

Hara: "Okano please stop eating the dough we still need it and it's uncooked!!"

Maehara: "Ooh let me try!"

Hara: "PLEASE NO!!"

Muramatsu: "Isogai a little help here??"

Isogai: "Maehara and Okano please stop eating the dough they need it and it's uncooked!"

Maehara+Okano: "Awh.. okay.. *murmurs* party pooper.."

Isogai: "What. was. that? :)"

Maehara+Okano: "N-NOTHING SIR!!!"

Isogai: "Good. :)"

Maehara+Okano: "😨"

A few hours later.. *insert Spongebob*

Kurahashi: "Alright! Time to watch a movie!!"

Kimura: "But what movie will we watch?"

Hazama: "Horror movies."

Kimura: "AHH WHEN DID YOU GET HERE?!!!"

Hazama: "A few minutes ago."

Karma: "Great idea Hazama! Let's watch Jigsaw or Texas Chainsaw Massacre!!"

3-E: "NO!!!"

Kayano: "A Disney movie??"

Kurahashi: "Oh yeah I definitely could settle for that one!!"

3-E: "Meh."

Nagisa: "Here's the snacks! :)" *walks over to the living room with a tray of the food*

Okajima: "BARK BARK BARK!!!"

Kataoka: "What the.."

Takebayashi: "We're back." *walking over with Okuda*

Kurahashi: "Alright! Everyone pick your places!!"

Sugino: "DIBS TO SEAT BESIDE NAGISA!!!"

Karma: "NO FAIR!!"

Kayano: "HEY CHEATER!!!"

Nagisa: "•-•"

*after everyone picks there seats*

Mimura: "Alright can we please pick a movie to watch?!"

Kayano+Kurahashi: "Disney Movies!!"

Karma+Hazama: "Horror Movies!"

Maehara+Terasaka: "Action Movies!!"

Kayano: "WHAT?! DISNEY MOVIES ARE BETTER!!"

Kurahashi: "YEAHH!!"

Nakamura: "LET'S CROSSDRESS NAGISA INSTEAD!!"

Nagisa: "NO WAY!!"

Karma: "HORROR MOVIES ARE EXQUISITE AND MOST HIGH QUALITY GORY!!"

Hazama: "I shall curse this TV to play horror movies."

Terasaka: "FIGHTING MOVIES ARE WAY MORE ENTERTAINING THAN YOUR TRASHY PICKS!"

Fuwa: "ANIME IS MORE BETTER HOW DARE YOU!!"

Isogai: "Alright Stop!!

Kataoka: "STOP!"

Nagisa: "EVERYBODY STOP!!"

*silence*

Nagisa: *sighs* "How about we pick a movie by majority rules?"

Kataoka+Isogai: "Great Idea Nagisa!"

Kimura: "I'll get a bowl.."

Mimura: "I'll get paper.."

Nagisa: *sighs* "Finally.."

Sugaya: "CAN WE PLEASE HAVE ONE NORMAL DAY?!?"

Sugino: "Sorry bro but I don't think that's possible here!"

Sugaya: "True true.. Just have to face reality.. 😔"

Okajima: "There there buddy.." *pats sugayas back*

Kimura+Mimura: "We're back!"

Muramatsu: "Thanks you guys!" *grabs bowl and papers from them*

Hara: "I'll write down the genres! Anybody say there genre now!"

Karma: "Horror!"

Hara: "Alright"

Kayano: "Disney!!"

Hara: "Sure!"

Maehara: "Action or Fighting!!"

Hara: "Nice!"

Fuwa: "ANIME!!"

Hara: "Was expecting it!"

*a moment of silence*

Hara: "Oki-Dokies is that all?"

Okano: "Action!"

Hara: "That's already there"

Okano: "Oh, okay!"

Hara: "Okay time to mix the papers!!"

*shuffling noises can be heard*

Kataoka: "Alright Everybody one by one line up!"

*everybody lines up*

.

.

.

*a few minutes later..*

Nagisa: "Alright is everybody done?"

3-E: *nods in agreement*

Nagisa: "Alrighty! Everyone show there papers in 3.. 2... 1..!"

3-E: *flips the paper and raises it*

Nagisa: "Alright that's one.. two.."

*a few minutes later*

Nagisa: "Alright it seems that.. Horror won! Wait.. God were doomed.." *nagisa grimaces*

3-E: *sighs defeatedly*

Kataoka: "Hey Nagisa thanks for helping out."

Isogai: "Yeah you did an amazing job!"

Nagisa: "Oh, thanks but I really didn't do much!"

Nakamura: "Gisa' accept a compliment will you?" *ruffles his hair*

Nagisa: "H-hey!" *blushes in embarrassment*

Karma: "Awe look who's red!"

Nagisa: "S-shut up Karma-kun!"

Karma: "Haha!"

Kimura: "Alright let's pick the movie!!"

Mimura: *opens Netflix's and moves to horror category*

Karma: "Eh.. Em... Seen that one.. Boring..."

Hazama: "That one."

Karma: "Oh hey! Didn't see that but heard it's creepy!"

3-E: *shivers in despair*

Terasaka: "Cmon just play it will you!"

Mimura: "Alright! alright! Ritsu can you play that movie with speaker volume up to 50?"

Ritsu: "Aye Aye captain!"

Itona: "Terasaka move your squishing me."

Yoshida: "Move buff guy your squishing all of us!"

Terasaka: "HEY WATCH YOUR WORDS!"

Nagisa: *brings blanket up to shoulders*

Karma: "Aww is little Nagi scared?"

Nagisa: "No you big idiot! I'm just cold!"

Sugino+Kayano: "I AM HERE!!! WE'LL HELP YOU!!"

Nagisa: "Oh- uh okay!"

Nakamura: *whispers to karma then giggles*

Karma: *chuckles and whisper backs*

*both put there iconic grin and devil horns and tails start visibly showing*

Nagisa: "H-hey what are you two whispering about!"

Nakamura: "Ohh nothing... Hehe.." *smirks*

Nagisa: "Your acting really suspicious.."

Nakamura: *giggles*

*the movie starts*

*the intro shows a jump scare*

Most of the girls: "GAHH!!"

Nagisa: "AHHH!" *embraces sugino and kayano for support*

Sugino+Kayano: *clenches their shirt/dress tightly where there heart is and melts in the embrace while a tear drop glistens and falls*

Karma+Nakamura: "HEY NO FAIR!!" *embraces nagisa*

Okajima+Half of the class: *hogs the food hara,muramatsu and nagisa made*

Hayami: *tenses up a bit and is visibly a bit scared*

Chiba: *hugs hayami*

Hayami: *blushes out of embarrassment and melts in the embrace*

*a few hours later because I'm lazy to write their reactions*

Nagisa: *asleep in suginos shoulder*

3-E: *asleep*

*visible crumbs on trays and plates where the food was formerly shown*

*tv visibly off and ritsu also sleeping*

Time-skip to tomorrow because I'm lazy! 😍

Kurahashi: "That was tons of fun!! We should do it some time!!"

Kataoka: "Yeah I agree it was nice hanging out with the class."

Nagisa: "It was a lot of fun I enjoy everyone's company!" *flashes his adorable smile*

3E -itona: *clenches their shirts/dresses and a tear drop glistens as it falls and they murmur* thank you..

Nagisa: "Eh?"

First mini fanfic :D

[atsumwah]

when you have cramps.

featuring : akaashi, bokuto, konoha, atsumu, osamu, kita & suna.

notes : cramps are the worst so if u hv them everytime u get ur period i feel u my dudes <3 also not proofread so just turn a blind eye and I'll fix it when i wake up && reblogs are appreciated!!

akaashi lets you sleep in more. he knows how tired you feel especially during the first few days so he makes it a mission to be as quiet as possible when he wakes up for the day, not before giving you a kiss on the forehead before he leaves. he even prepares your favourite for breakfast truly the best bf imo

bokuto keeps it quiet. he's known to be very loud and he knows that's one of the things you love about him too but he gets it if you don't want to be pestered a lot, especially when you're in pain. so when he gets back from practice to tell you about his day, he holds himself back to see how you're doing first. he'll spend most of the time listening to you and it's honestly a refreshing thing to see on his end.

konoha knows how to read you. he knows when he should take it easy with the teasing or when to give you some space for yourself or when to be attached to your hip when you're in a clingy mood. this would also be the time where he orders your favourite takeout and surprises you with it, along with your favourite ice cream stocked up in the fridge (he just knows u rlly well acts of services king right here tbh)

atsumu gives you cuddles. he doesn't have the luxury to stay with you in the mornings, but at night you're all his <3 if he gets off early, he's zooming home and prepares to have a night in with you. one arm holds you close to him while the other wraps around your waist to rub your tummy when you're in pain. it's also a bonus bcs he's loves having you in his arms anyways <33

osamu prepares your favourite food. like warm comfort food you don't get to eat a lot and only find it in a restaurant two hours away kind of food. even if its a complicated recipe, he'll try his best to replicate it and add a little samu in it too. will bring it to you if you're in bed or on the sofa.

kita has everything ready. tampons? check. pads? check. extra comfy clothing? check. you have a headache? no worries just lay in his lap and he'll massage it till you feel better. you have cramps? he's got a heat pad with your name on it . you want your favourite chocolate? he's got it all restocked in the fridge. he's prepared for literally anything.

suna becomes your personal butler not that he wasn't a simp for you already but seriously whatever you need, he gets for you no questions asked. he gets how shitty you're feeling (okay not really but he's heard from his sister how shitty it was) so he's not one to complain. you need a blanket? mans up and running to get you one. you don't like the food you ordered? he'll switch with you or even buy you something else. you need more ice cream? brb he's running to the store real quick. you need cuddles? say less he won't move for the next three hours if it came to that.

[mevekagvain]

Chapter 189 - I still have no clue why the lords' sanctuary is used as a grave like okay yeah I do it's mostly symbolic and to grieve but I still think it doesn't make sense. All the other uses? Yeah cool. Grave? Nah, not when purebloods dissipate into red mist when they die. Extremely funny imagining mvp lord picking out a fancy coffin full well knowing he won't leave a corpse though like okay king <3 and I haven't even started on those damn stairs.

- Everytime Rael's being cringe I flash through renditions of memes that cover the general energy of habitual suffering that is simultaneously willing yet forced.

- Tbh as someone who doesn't particularly believe in the whole concept of honourable fighting unless it's sports or agreed upon beforehand by all parties and because they're going against what they perceive as traitors or invaders... Rajak shouldn't be scolding Rael for trying to get rid of the trio.

Chapter 190 - Here they know the traiters were behind the Loyard massacre but later Seira doesn't even think that Zarga may have played a part until he said it himself so what's the truth.

- Really, Rousare having died should make it obvious that Gejutel wasn't involved and prevent all this. At least Ludis has some sense.

- Ah, time for grandpa's trashtalk.

Chapter 191 - It always drives me insane that Raskreia knows jack shit about Frankenstein and Raizel like she really did not give a fuck about them did she lmao? Oh father has sent clan leaders out on an arrest warrant? Oh father asks me to regularly visit this random stranger who he adores often and wishes for him to be lord? Why would I ever wish to learn more about them? Like queen ily but keep track of important events in Lukedonia even before you're lord please.

- I know Gejutel's just bullshitting but like. The traitors having foresight? Sjjsjsis where? Lagus and Roctis yeah sure I get it. But the rest? Ignes literally experimented on ppl in Lukedonia. Urokai, as much as I love him, is definitely the stupid dumbass of the group. Zarga if he had any foresight would have either just stayed on Lukedonia and chilled as a loner or had a heir who he passed Lontrick on to and left Lukedonia to once again chill as a loner since unlike the others he only disagreed with the new ideals rather than wanting to actively murder someone. As for Gradeus... we know he can use his brain but he really turned it off entirely when deciding to install bloodstones huh? Like if all you want to do is fight than becoming that strong even when you're already the strongest around is not gonna be enjoyable. Well then he went cuckoo so whtever. Ofc I do wonder whether his goal went from enjoying fighting to mere murder before or after he was exposed to bloodstones and the same for him massacring his clan since the options have implications.

- And here we are at the "clan leaders should go into eternal sleep with the lord" bullshit. Like sorry but just cos the good guys are the ones spouting it doesn't mean I'll ever agree with it. Like tf. It makes me think immediately of rulers who had their servants buried alive with them, emperors whose harems were killed upon their deaths, wives set fire upon their husbands funerals, etc. It is interesting ofc that even nobles who are very obviously written as the best race in noblesse have such regressive and cruel practices. Much more fascinating to have humans take inspiration from them for both good and bad after all.

- Grandpa really tried to be mean so Raskreia wouldn't feel bad executing him huh. Not that it worked ofc.

Chapter 192 - It's so funny that Raizel changes his clothes to Lukedonia's black and gold upon entering because like, did he feel like the odd one out or something?

- Darling clan leaders, I'll excuse your ignorance and underestimation of the enemy, but esteemed lord please, you should know better.

- Hilarious that Gejutel saw that the current gen had extremely spotty knowledge due to their predecessors being like that ig but instead of fixing that he essentially went "It's none of my business idc idc" and ignored it until it came back to bite him in the ass. Like at least tell the lord about all this pls. She should know what a noblesse is 😭

Chapter 193 - Rip Karias not finding everyone in the throne room. It's like when a class gets changed last minute and you have no clue which new place it's in.

- Raizel just take the earring off normally I swear. Imagine having only one memento from a friend you actually meant to keep but you just tear it apart. I would cry.

- Gejutel being apologetic about making Raizel use his lifeforce... grandpa,,,

Chapter 194 - The fact that Ludis' eyes glow as he sets up the protection for the sanctuary,,, love him.

- Insert 300 page analysis on Raskreia's relationship with being lord and just her in general here. I'm too lazy to type it out so insecurities, lack of communication, lack of clarity, formality and duty leading to distant relationships, etc etc etc.

Chapter 195 - This is so rude 😤

- God Karias' entrance and interactions with everyone,,, the way he fusses over Raskreia openly, the way Rozaria beckons him over, them,,,

Chaoter 196 - "The clan leaders share my thoughts" obviously not with the traitors. Well Roctis may have agreed but Ignes prevented him from all that. Still, even from the other 4 non traitors of Ru, Elenor, Loyard and Mergas, it's very much possible they disagreed but simply kept quiet about their thoughts because how dare they go against the lord? I mean, the track record isn't exactly great and that's just how it is in these sort of systems.

- Well I definitely think the method he decided on was stupid but I do think mvp lord's sentiment was very sweet. And ofc just how he wants the best for Raizel... it makes me sad everytime like he just wants him to be happy and be able to enjoy life and yet. Just how his message always has him with that soft smile for Raizel as he tells him to live a long joyous life... that he wants him to be safe... that he's happy he's been outlived... gonna go cry brb..

Chapter 197 - Yeah just gonna ignore and replace the misogynistic bs they make mvp lord spout with like "Be wary of men; instead of wasting time beating them up see if you have any interest in women instead. Especially if they're not nobles. Only wear what you're comfortable with and don't let anyone pressure you. Remember to train often with swords or your skills will become rusty. Etc etc etc."

Chapter 198 - At least he has earring number 2 ig

- "This house is a little old and needs some renovation" It's great that you're being tactful but Tao we both know that this estate that hasn't had any upkeep for at least 5 centuries needs a hell lot more than a little fixing.

- M-21 just has his priorities straight okay,,, you all do need to change.

- Why did Tao pack aprons and gloves for the trip?

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 154. brb x oc

a/n: so tumblr said my drawing was too big so uhh...I'll have to resize it and try again later this week and hope it doesn't look so shitty.(reblogs and comments are super encouraged <3)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: fluff. too much fluff...gotta GET READY GUYS

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“Roos.”

“Hm?”

“I can’t sleep.” 

He blinks his eyes open, turning his head towards Beatrice and blinking at her for a few seconds. She was sitting on the bed, back against the headboard and her eyes looking straight ahead, “What’s happening? You sick?’

“I’m just anxious.” she whispers, wringing her hands together, “I don’t know why, I really don’t know why, but I can’t–” she gestures to her head, “Keep quiet in here.” he turns the lamp on his side and rubs his face before sitting up next to her, “I’m…sorry for waking you.”

“Hm,” he shakes his head while rubbing the sleep away, “Don’t be sorry, I’m your husband.I worry about you.”

“It’s just…you have work in the morning-” she stops speaking when his arms wrap around her and he brings her to his chest,kissing the back of her head and then pressing his cheek on her hair. Beatrice, for some reason, felt like crying - pregnancy hormones, maybe?-  when she nestled her cheek to his bare chest, his cologne still clung to his skin like a second layer and she felt such comfort when it hit her nose. “...I’m rambling.”

“A little.” he replies, ‘But that’s why you are cute.”

“Maybe I should…go to the clinic tomorrow. To check.” she whispers as she snuggles close to him, “I just…I just feel so anxious, what if this nausea is too strong? More than normal?”

He huffs into her hair, kissing her scalp, “Baby, you are carrying two babies,it won’t be the same as Nikki’s.” she makes a little sound and sighs, her warm breath hitting his naked skin as she stares towards the wall. He makes himself more comfortable and then basically picks her up easily to set her on his lap.

“What time is it?” she asks softly, face pressed to his chest.

“Doesn’t matter.”

“If it’s late you can go back to sleep.”

He laughs quietly, exhaling air through his nostrils because he couldn’t believe that she still was acting as if this was a problem of some sort, she wasn’t a burden to him but he also knew she wouldn’t think about it that way with her anxiety so high, “I’m fine.” he reassures her, cupping the back of her head to angle her forehead up, his lips touching the skin there only to lean back and smile down at her, “What’s making you anxious?”

‘I dunno.”

“Hmmm…” he rubs his thumb below her eyes, she warns him of the eye boogers but Rooster doesn’t care one bit, she doesn’t even have anything on them which shows, really, that she didn’t sleep at all since they got home from the bar, “You’ve been up for a while,huh?”

“...I mean…m-maybe.”

“Maybe?”

She sighs, burying her face on his chest because he just knew too much about her, ‘I don’t know, throwing up back at the bar fucked me up a lot, I really thought that Penny was going to find out about it,Roos. Especially when you followed me,I–” she frowns, “I felt like I lost control a little bit.”

Bradley hums with his chin propped on top of her head as she blurts everything out, her hands clenching his bicep and her mouth touching the curve of his elbow when he brings her closer, ‘I know.” he says after a while, another kiss to her scalp, “I know,gorgeous. You did your best. And you managed to work till the end, no need to leave early either.”

“Hrm.”

“Baby.”

“I’m sorry Rooster, it’s just,” she covers her eyes with both hands, her fingers scratching her scalp with an annoyed grunt leaving her throat, “I just feel like I’m too anxious for no reason, I don’t know why, maybe I’m just hormonal again and that’s…that’s what happened. And I just want everything to go okay - shouldn’t have read those testimonials online, about how the multiple pregnancies made people sick or were risky or-”

Rooster grabs her hands, interlacing with his own and bringing them close to his lips so he could the back of each. He smiles down at her once her eyes turn guiltily up to his, her lashes long and touching her cheeks the second she looks away from him, “We talked about how the internet can make you feel like you are dying when you have a papercut.”

“Yeah…”

“Baby, you are doing fine.” he begins, “You are and, you know, there’s nothing much that can be done beyond what you are doing now. You are helping our babies grow, and they’ll be strong and beautiful, just like you and Nikki are.”

The mention of Nicole makes her smile again, genuinely this time. “...I should check on her.” she whispers, “Since I can’t sleep.”

She untangles from his grasp slowly before he could stop her, but he does slide his bottom towards the edge of the bed as Beatrice put on her slippers, “I can go with you.” she turns to face him with her hands wringing together, “If you want to.”

“I…do y-”

“It won’t bring me any trouble during the morning.” he smirks, “I promise you that.” he holds onto her hips, bringing her closer to him yet again so he could press a kiss to her stomach - the little bump was more obvious now- and then propped his chin on top, “I don’t want you there, alone with your thoughts.I know how bad they can be,babe.”

Beatrice smiles thankfully, combing his hair with her fingers - her nails gently scraping his scalp and making him groan happily with his eyes fluttering closed- before she cups his cheeks, tilting his head upwards, “You are too sweet,Lieutenant, did anyone tell you that?”

He smiles, pupils enlarging, “My hot wife did.”

“Hot wife,huh?”

“She’s really hot and she’s pretty, and she’s funny and she’s literally my dream come true.”

Beatrice’s eyes glaze over with tears, her head turning to the side so she could laugh in disbelief and playfully shove his shoulder with her hand, laughing while sniffling as she steps back with him following her every move, “If it helps you,you are her dream come true,too.” she says, kissing his lips sweetly before grabbing his hand so they walk out of their bedroom towards Nicole’s nursery.

The dogs wake up the second the door creaks open, Eleanor standing up before her brother to sniff at the known intruders with her tail wagging, “Hi Ellie.” Beatrice whispered, petting the white dog with her head craned towards the crib to see Nicole. Their daughter was sleeping, thank God, but it was the way she was sleeping that made Beatrice tilt her head in confusion “Roos?”

“What?” he’s gently petting the siblings with a sweet smile, looking up at Beatrice as she walks closer to the crib.

“Look.”

He gives them one final pat before standing next to his wife, his mouth parting because Nicole was sleeping with her little legs propped on the gate and her arms spread to the sides, tiny mouth open as she breathed, “Oh my god…it looks like she’s doing yoga or something.”

“It does.” Beatrice does take a closer to look to see if she’s not hurting herself, only for Nicole to move around again and lie with her entire body on the mattress, making a little sleepy sound in her throat that resembled Rooster way too much. “...she’s sleeping at least.”

“That she is.” he stands behind her to hug her waist and kiss her temple, gently swaying her in his grasp, “You are still nervous though.”

“A little.”

“Do we have a reason?”

“Hah,” she laughs humorlessly, “We do not…unfortunately.”

“It’s okay though.”

“It’s…not. Not really,Roos.” but she leans on his chest with her smile widening when he kisses under her jaw, “...I just am feeling a lot and I don’t even know what I’m feeling nor how to explain it.”

“That’s anxiety for you.” she laughs because he’s right and she laughs because he has that amazing power of controlling her heart while melting it at the same time,”We can stay up and talk if you want, about anything you think about so we can get rid of those dumb voices in your noggin.”

Beatrice looks back at him with a smile that reaches her eyes, her hand coming up to touch his cheek and rub below his cheekbone, “Alright.” she says, “But out of the nursery, she needs to sleep and I’d hate it if she woke up right now.” she looks back at Nicole one final time before holding her husband’s hand, leading them out of the bedroom - after saying bye to the dogs - and back on the hallway. She sighs, rubbing her eyes with her fingers and then letting go of his hand only to rub her entire face.

Rooster gives her the space she needs by standing a few inches away, leaning against the wall to watch her pace in a small circle in front of him. He tried to think what could’ve triggered her anxiety so much and so intensely that night, he thinks it was more than the fact she was ‘hiding’ something from their friends and her boss…and her family…and Mav- well in reality there was a lot inside of her mind right now and he knew she was holding it in for their own sake.

So he waited for a few seconds, then he said, “Do you think we should just tell them?”

“Huh?”

He shrugs, “Tell everyone else about the twins, your parents included?”

“I’d…I mean I still want to go to the clinic,Roos.”

“We’ll go later this week, because I know it’s eating you alive,I can see it,Bea…and this stress isn’t good for you nor the babies.”

He was right, of course he was. Beatrice sighed with her shoulders dropping as she walks back to lean against the wall just like he was, “...I think so, I…I want to, I mean…I don’t like holding it in so much, but this stress sucks so much.”

“And I know you.”

“You do,” she smiles, “Too well. I think that…um moment at the bar kinda made me a bit upset. “

“I know,honey.”

Beatrice chews her lower lip, then furrows her brows, “I’ll be okay. I’ll be okay…I’ll be fine. It’s just my brain going nuts right now.” he hums in agreement, then brings her closer to his side, so she can place her temple on his shoulder, “...can I tell you something?”

“Always.”

“I am a bit scared of my parents’ reactions.” he was about to question why but then he remembered how they acted when Nicole was born, nodding to the side as she says that, “Because…you know, they can be…intense.”

Rooster nods again, kissing the top of her head, “I know.”

“At least Mav isn’t like that.”

“He might faint though.” he says, “Maybe…just pass out in front of me and I’ll have to throw water on his face so he wakes up.” Beatrice playfully swats his chest and laughs, with him joining a few seconds after she started. “Or slap him, that works.”

“You’d never slap him.” she says, ‘...would you?”

“Hmmm,maybe a thwack to the head, fast and kinda painless.”

“Oh God you are so awful.”

“Wasn’t I sweet a few minutes ago?”

Beatrice rolled her eyes as she turned to face him, cupping his cheeks to bring their lips together, “You are awfully sweet.” she giggles, “And i’m the luckiest girl in the whole wide world for having such a sweet,kind and understanding husband. Thank you,Roos.” another kiss, this one was a bit longer than the last because he wrapped his arms around her waist again, trapping her against his chest.

Their foreheads touched and they stood there, in the barely lit hallway with the sound of their house and the street outside being their personal soundtrack. Beatrice sighed, “I don’t think I’ll fall back asleep.”

“We can watch some tv,” she parts her lips, ‘Yes, we. I’m staying up with you,I can handle it.”

“But-” he arches his brow, almost challenging her to continue, “...oh fine. I just don’t want you to get distracted tomorrow.”

“I’d just be distracted,” he purrs, sliding his hands to her ass, cupping the soft cheeks with gusto, “If you were there, wearing any of your clothes and looking absolutely delicious, enough for me to take a bite and probably wonder how many rules I was breaking just by breathing the same air as you were.”

Her cheeks turned a violent shade of red, her lower lip rolling into her mouth and her eyes turning glassy because how dare he be like that? He kisses her one final time, then backs away so they could walk downstairs to their living room, “Peaky Blinders?” she suggests, smiling when her husband went ‘oooh’

“Fuck, what episode were we on?”

“I don’t remember, but I think since Nikki is asleep we can find out.”

“Hell yeah.” he even walks faster, the sound waking Jolene up and making the pittie look from her comfortable spot on the couch towards the two in surprise. She wasn’t used on them waking up so late anymore.

With Rooster preparing something for them to drink - aka, water because Bea didn’t want anything heavier- she sat down on the couch with her hands on top of her slowly growing stomach. She looks down at the bump, was it a bit bigger than Nicole’s? Maybe it was too hard to tell yet…she just framed it with her hands, thumbs pointed to her belly button and fingers cupping the rounder part of her stomach.

She smiles however, in thanks that Rooster could see this happening…she just wanted him to have a good time before he left. She knew it’d happen, and she was already mentally preparing for it, even if it hurt, even if it was bad, she is with him for four years now, she needed to get used to it…and not worry too much.

He was good at what he did, he was smart and he was careful.

And he’d always come back home for them. She knew that. “I brought your water.” his hand appear on her vision, the large glass filled to the brim made her smile as she adjusted her position on the couch - Jolene’s large head already landing on her lap, “And,” he shakes his phone for emphasis, “I have an eye on Nikki.”

“Thank you Roos.” she whispers, waiting until he sat back down, ‘Are you sure you want to stay up with me? I won’t mind if you go to bed.”

“I’m sure.” he sips his own glass of water - he still refused to drink anything she couldn’t and her heart swelled with adoration - “I managed to do great with only three hours of sleep, gorgeous. This is child’s play.”

“Really?”

“Back in college when my mom started her hospital visits.” he mutters, clearing his throat when he turned the tv on - immediately setting on the lowest volume just for safety - eyes latched on the screen, “She’d have to stay the nights there and I’d always wake up from time to time to check on her.”

“You did a good job.” she smiles, kissing his cheek, “You are just caring…about everyone in your life.”

“Everyone I care about.” he smiles back at her, “Like you, Mav, some of my friends.”

“That’s not true. You love them all.” “I like them on some days of the week.” he laughs, finding the last episode they watched together, “And some days I don’t. Now, focus on the tv missy. We need to ease that anxiety of yours.”

[tohokuu]

omg i've been offline for a while 😭 so i'm gonna catch up aaaa i missed u

- canker sores: they're all gone 🥰 and yes it was quite painful, it feels like you accidentally bite off your gums all over again when you speak or eat, so my only source of being full was drinking ice cold drinks

- AWH MAN i wish i could bake me some bread as well, but we don't own an oven 😭 yes yes it's sinangag, great for leftover rice!!! and can be literally paired with any dish

- i WAS doing my own little adventure time and finally, she doesn't pay attention to my little walks at all so that's nice 🥰 i feel like she isn't gonna be occupied for long but i'll see

- it's the fever part 3 album SJFKSNJFSK i pulled mingi and woo 😍

- really wanna be in class rn but the same time i feel kinda lazy to do so EICJSKJCAKDKWK

- for some reason deodorant doesn't work for me at all so i use those powder non-smelling ones??? or i'm just assuming everybody is using the roll-on ones

- ok so this is anon so i guess this counts: i only see your eyes during your rants and they're literally the prettiest ever

- ok i hope ur ok this is the second time of my anon life that i see you ranting abt school raids

- i also fucked up my sleep sched this week so i'm trying to bring it back

- also i hope you get your car and i also hope your car is fine

- well uhm hard hours next ask idk maybe??? wait nvm my brain too lazy to imagine stuff... maybe next time

- also haven't been asking since like... a week ago since i know you're having a pretty rough time 😅

now that that's out if the way dropping new song recs:

- snowy night ; billlie

- escape room ; fromis_9

- love ; ailee

- this night ; rad museum

- love ; dean ft. syd

- ☀️

HIII I MISSED YOU TOO !!

i'm so glad all your canker sores are gone !! not going to well for me... my wisdom teeth never grew in, but they tried to ? they're still trying and they'll try to tear through my gums and it'll happen every once in a while so i gotta wait out this painful ache in my gums and i cant have anything too crunchy </3

and dude, i never got to bake the bread </3 but i don't have class tomorrow. i'm staying home and relaxing (that's a lie. i'm gonna catch up on even more assignments) and then i might bake the bread while im studying. my cars fine now ?? the check engine light went away and the tcs light was gone too, but im terribly low on gas. i went to the gas station today. gotta love bj's bc gas is cheap there compared to other places

anyway, i went and i forgot my card at home so i was just gonna pay at the tiger mart with apply pay but the fucking tiger mart was closed so i got back in my car and left.. but my cars really low on gas rn, i just hope it even gets to the gas station tomorrow LMFAO. I'll try making the sinangag if I get time one day btw ! i wanna know what it's like

and also, I'm glad your mom hasn't been on your ass for anything recently, that must be a relief <33 and deodorant doesn't work for you ? omg I just use the secret deodorant bc the ole spice and dove ones are just way too light and they end up rubbing off on your clothes more than doing their job. i should actually try out the dry deodorant thing, I've heard lots of good things abt it. how does it work for you ?

and pls tysm for saying my eyes are pretty <33 I think that's the only part of my face that I would ever post on here bsjnf you can wonder what the rest of me looks like

and WE ARE BESTIES ! i also fucked up my sleep schedule (was a terrible, terrible idea btw) but try to go to bed by 10 or 11 pm !!

also, pls show me which photocards you got. i know you cant send photos thru anon but if you ever find a pinterest link or ig link to the photocards you pulled, pls send ! and omg tysm for the song recs ! I've listened to love by dean before, it's literally so good,. brb, gonna go listen to the rest

[sambergscott]

i'll promise that i'll love you for the rest of my life

one giving the other flowers, as requested by @rosalitadiazz AGES ago, also dedicated to @397bartonstreet for the initial idea of amy sleeping in/just being the best and @nine-niall for helping with the marriage highlight reel.... and for making me listen to heartbreak weather on repeat for the last few days and coming up with this title

happy anniversary to jake and amy!!! (also since the ep aired 2 years ago today i'm not *technically* late thank u very much)

One million, fifty one thousand and two hundred minutes after marrying Amy Santiago (or, two years), every moment is as wonderful as day one. He still feels the same rush of excitement when he sees her waiting by their car at the end of a shift, the same swell of pride when she introduces him to someone as her husband, the same “oh my god we’re actually married” moment when he catches her rings glinting in the sunlight. It’s been the best one million, fifty one thousand and two hundred minutes of his life. And while he appreciates every single second they have together, knowing how in their line of work things can change all too easy, their second anniversary presents the perfect opportunity to remind her that everyday he gets to be with someone as amazing as her is crazy to him.

He has flowers, a handmade card, he even hoovered and she’s still asleep.

She never sleeps this late.

Everyone knows she’s the morning person in their relationship and he’s the Get Out Of Bed After Snoozing The Alarm Seventeen Times person. They live together, share a car, and yet most mornings he ends up riding the Subway, squashed between an old woman and a nerdy looking guy who smells like he hasn’t showered in a week, Amy rolling her eyes when he gets to work mid-briefing. The rare days she can get him out of bed early usually involve some kind of bribery using food and/or sex.

The point is, he’s supposed to be the one sleeping in past 11 AM, but ever since their doctor prescribed Clomid to help stimulate ovulation and boost their chances of making a baby, their roles have been totally reversed like Lindsay Lohan and Jamie Lee Curtis in Freaky Friday.

Pregnant Amy falls asleep anywhere and everywhere. The couch, the car, the cleaning cupboard at work when she was trying to find some Nuclear-strength cleaner to remove the stench of Charles’ lunch from the air before she hurled again.

She could sleep all day if he let her and he quite easily could. She looks so peaceful and cute and free from the stresses of her family asking why they waited so long (well, long for Santiago standards) to start a family. Plus, the messy hair and tiny bit of drool on her chin are impossibly endearing in the way only she can be.

He smiles and wraps his arms around her, resting his head on his shoulder, his hands - like his thoughts - drifting to her growing bump as they inevitably always do.

This time next year they’ll be celebrating with their little boy or girl, telling them all about the insane, magical day that was May 15th 2018. Of course, it might be some time before they can fully grasp the TV-worthy drama of the creepy phone call, the bomb in the vent, the ex-boyfriend proposing - twice! - and the wall of Amy photos, but they will sure as dammit know how beautiful their mom looked in her dress and how happy their dad was when Grandpa Holt finally announced them as husband and wife.

“Can’t breathe,” his wife squeaks, finally awake. “Arms too tight.”

“Oops. Sorry, babe.” He kisses her by way of apology; sometimes when he gets to thinking about that day, about seeing her walk down the shredded paper aisle under the glow of fairy lights, surrounded by the very people who watched them fall in love, he kind of forgets where he is and what he’s doing.

She’s always had that intoxicating effect on him. That’s never gonna change.

“Time is it?” She yawns, stretching her arms above her head.

“Twenty five to,” he pauses to brace himself for her reaction, “...twelve.”

“Twelve?” Horrified, she moves to get out of bed and yeah, he knows her so well. “Let me go,” she huffs in frustration when he forms a barrier to keep her from leaving.

“No can do, Santiago,” he says authoritatively. “You’ve been working yourself to the bone and you’re pregnant. You need to rest. We’ve both got the day off, our dinner reservations aren’t until 8. Just let your husband take care of you for a couple of hours.”

She chews on her lower lip, making her contemplative face that he recognises from sitting opposite her for so many years, preferring watching her piece together the leads in a case rather than work on his own. “Fine,” she eventually concedes. “Happy anniversary, by the way.”

“Happy anniversary,” he returns the sentiment, kissing her again because, well, he can, one of the perks of marrying Amy Santiago (alongside a perfectly organised sock drawer and getting to hang out with the best person in the world 24 sevs). “I got you these,” he adds, procuring the daffodil bouquet he found online.

“Jake,” she sighs dreamily, placing the flowers on her nightstand. “They’re beautiful. And my favourites.”

“I know,” he smirks. He may not be Santiago level smart, but he’s smart when it comes to all things Santiago. “Also made you this.” He hands over the card.

She opens it, instantly tearing up at his sweet message inside, the dam bursting when she notices the scrawled message written with his wrong hand from their unborn baby. “Mine sucks in comparison,” she laments, passing him his card before locking her eyes back on the words ‘happy anniversary to the world’s best mama’.

“It does not suck,” he reassures her, clutching it to his chest. “I’m going to savour it for all times. I want to be buried with it.”

She rolls her eyes, drying her cheeks with the back of her hand. “I thought you wanted to be buried with your original copy of Die Hard.”

“OK, Die Hard and your card. Rhymes for a reason, Ames.”

“You’re such a dork,” she responds, stifling her laughter. “Can’t believe I’ve been married to you for two full years.”

“I know.” He grins. “What was your favourite part?”

Her eyes glimmer with excitement and love and memories of their first anniversary before things turned upside down. “Are you suggesting we do a marriage highlight reel à la NBA inside stuff?”

“That’s exactly what I’m suggesting. I’ll go first. NUMBER FIVE,” he yells in his spot on Ahmad Rashad impression, earning a giggle from his wife. “Number five is that dress you wore on my birthday. Your butt looked the bomb in it.”

“Thanks, babe.” Two years in, she’s used to the constant “your butt is the bomb” comments, often uttered at the most inappropriate of times like when she stands up to brief the squad or play soccer with her brothers, much to her chagrin and their delight.

“Number four,” she quickly moves on. “The time you taught me to play Mario Party and I beat Wario on the first try.”

“That was my worst moment,” he groans.

“And that’s why it’s my best.”

He sighs, considers debating it, engaging in the classic back-and-forth that is the very foundation of their relationship, but it’s moot. She was way better than him. Santiago’s learn fast. It’s in their genes or something. And despite the crushing disappointment when she beat Wario with ease and dork danced her way to the kitchen to grab them both an orange soda, it was still a very fun night and a worthy moment in the highlight reel.

“Number Three. The York murder.”

Immediate understanding spreads across Amy’s face, but he explains anyway.

“I spent three days working that case and you just came in, saw the board and solved it right away.”

“I’m very smart,” she jokes lightheartedly.

“You are,” he agrees, his voice coming out softer and sincerer than even he imagined. “I love that about you. I love your brain. I love how good you are at your job, at figuring out puzzles. I love that you listen to NPR and know so much about the font Helvetica and have read, like, a million books. I love that you do a crossword every night and I love how proud you look when you give me a sports clue and I actually get it right. I love cheering you on at Trivia Nights even when Kylie can’t stop glaring at me. How lucky am I to have the smartest wife in the world?”

Touched, she can barely compile her thoughts to reveal her Number Two.

“The night at Shaw’s, at Hitchcock’s second divorce party, your speech, the way you kissed me, the way you were so gentle when we got home,” she sniffles. “It was special and made me feel so loved and if I say anymore I’m going to cry again, so you go.”

He chuckles knowingly. The pregnancy hormones have been making her extra emotional lately, they can’t even watch commercials anymore without her fully weeping. And while last year Pam and her twisted bowels interrupted before they could get to Number One, this year Number One is obvious. Clear as day. And there’s no one to interrupt.

He pretends to think about it for a minute (because he will always love teasing her, married or not). Only when she grabs his arm and digs her nails into his skin does he put both their hands on her bump and smiles. “Obviously this little guy or gal is Number One.”

She smiles back at him, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.

His own face falls. “Ames?”

“It’s been a hard year, hasn’t it?” She sighs, thinking back to calendars and fertility appointments and the strict no nacho policy.

“Yeah,” he says, “it has. But this next year is gonna be the best one yet.”

“I mean... We’re probably not going to sleep a lot.”

“You might not sleep a lot but I sure will,” he teases, his words falling flat. “Just kidding, babe. Obviously I’m going to get up for all the feeds and diaper changes and whatever else this kid throws at us. Gonna be there for you both. No matter what.”

The pregnancy hormones strike again and she starts crying and, honestly, he can’t wait for this baby to get out, for more reasons than one.

“BRB, I’ll go make your favourite breakfast to make you feel better, don’t grow anymore body parts while I’m gone.”

He returns seven minutes later with pancakes, a ton of fruit, decaf coffee and another kiss. He climbs back into bed, devours his own Nutella pancakes and posts his favourite blurry, drunk on Champagne and love selfie from their makeshift wedding reception at Shaw’s, on Insta with a caption about how he promises he’s gonna love her for the rest of his life.

And he keeps that promise.

[shiro-0197]

Ah I'm so glad you've felt better!! I hoped you would 🥺 I love you more, and I'm taking care of myself too, I've even fixed my sleep schedule :3

Exactly!! Cut us some slack, we're truly trying our bests 😔

I agree too :) this year has certainly been eventful, and I like to think of the bad ones as lessons, and the good ones as things to be grateful for. I hope you know, I'm grateful for you <3

Yes that's really really cool! Oh you did? XD akdjsksk okie dokes, I'll follow him now then :] and that's so nice to note, like you really do have lots in common but your personalities are a bit different xD I don't know which category I'd come under tbh, because I act like a horny shithead all the time, when in reality I don't even know what I'm talking about (how anti-climatic)😔🤚

I KNOW it's so cute I think I'm gonna start using it all the time now ü (it looks like it's so pleased with itself, how cute sjksks). Shiro you make me go ü (I'm so lame, sorry 😝😂)

Okay yes I am more than happy with the first rule, brb gonna buy a wedding dress ‼️ oops, okay I see who's gonna be making the rules here 🤷😼

NOO BUT IT SOUNDS SO GOOD WHEN YOU SAY IT 🥺🥺 I also low-key wanna come up with a nickname for you. maybe I'll think about it for a while, because I want it to be perfect :D (also, that got me thinking, since I'm rlyy short, if we did ever hug, I'd probably only reach up to your chest, or slightly lower than your shoulders 😭 I'm sobbing, my hEiGhT)

IM SURE YOU LOOK REALLY GREAT WITH THE HAIRCUT!! You must definitely feel more relaxed too, all the hair puts so much pressure on one's head istg 😖 love you more, hope you've slept well, and have sweet dreams :)

—Ari

Good afternoon, I'm so happy to hear that🥺💖💖 I'm so proud of you ^з^♡♡

I'm really grateful for you as well, your everyday messages make me so happy♡

Indeed, we are like two different shades of gray, same hue different brightness, y'know? And same, sometimes I act like I know more than I actually do😭

Ohhh sunshine you make me go (//Û//) JSHFHSJEJEJS look at MY LAME ATTEMPT AT MAKING A KAOMOJI😭😭

Oh really, now? Want me to call you Shortcakeee?😝 Hehehhe alr, will do~ You can make my nickname based off a pastry as well so we could match:D only if you wanna thou~~ (ohhh that sounds so cute🥺🥺🥺 I wanna hug you sm~~)

YEAH !! ITS SO WEIRD HOW HAIR MAKES A DIFFERENCE LIKE THAT?? Also, sometimes I think, what if we could feel our hair and uh . Uhhh?

ANYWAYS I love you too!! I hope you're having a wonderful day♡♡

[trubilee]

trying very hard not to watch the telly tv tonight. every time i do it keeps me up another hour after the programming is over. i'm letting myself watch hacks and starstruck (both hbo) bc they don't make me get all overinvested in them. which is not to say i haven't read all the ep summaries anyway. so this tumblring is one way of trying to fight.theurge.toturnonsomehbomaxwithp.

k. ah, k. w. ahh, w. i will not try in this post.

last week i was completely convinced i needed to visit revelation in simi valley to be part of the service that night but this week i feel a lot better and not in crisis mode and not like a giant raincloud hovers over me at all tiems. maybe it's bc of the power on monday night and how the group prayed for me even though i ordered p and a not to and how they kept encouraging me and speaking words over me even though they kept promising they'd keep it short. sigh. another example of how with a and p, it's so like them to just envelope/overwhelm me with generosity and tenderness and all this good stuff. so yea i do feel like yes there was spiritual power in that prayer substantive something but also the love the kindness changed me too. wonderful and terrible, as i told them. so rude of them to be so kind.

i'm still trying to figure this part out. but every weekday morning when i wake up for work, i feel a little current of excitement at the work ahead. every single day i learn something new, so much that's new, and it's not stagnant stuff but it's like some of the newest stuff and it feels very real time because it affects all these launches and campaigns and products and movements that are being developed and engineered real time. and i find tjhe stuff i have to learn to be quite interesting, probably bc it's all new to me and beyond what i've ever had to be responsible for knowing. and ugh it's so amazing that there is no drafting of Ks in this role. like i get to let go of that now.

and at the same time, that same little current doesn't exactly turn off in the evenings when i'm logged off and with the family. and it doesn't turn off on the weekends. it still kind of hums in the background like an air purifier that you leave on low mode or somehitng. and i dont feel like i've been able to figure out how to be completely here when i'm not working, even while i'm having dinner all together or i'm at the park in the evening or i'm putting w to sleep. is this how a lot of people just live? oh and most concerning of all is ---- this is stressing me out this articulating business so i'm gonna cope via yt break brb.

it's that i have always known--or thought i knew--that the true me didn't care about work. that that's a fact. but the more days pass by where i wake up with that little current of excitement/anticipation, the more i question what i've known. and i wouldn't go so far as to say i'vve changed and maybe yeah i'm just changing like all things and maybe i am this person here and now. i dunno.

back to the monday night prayers and stuff. i'll try to remember and store this in my heart. what pw said about the train. no back or left or right only forward. what jt said about that desire that very fervent zeal and not to lose it and that it was still the most important thing even w this job it wasn't gonna change that and the tension is what was making me so sad. and what pe said about the light. and what ae said about all the things that aren't of Him and all the things that are. and what sj said about--well it was something encouraging he.

k.

[myrotandpoetry]

I Realized Something - 008

"I'm queer, I like girls, and I like you."

...and then I realized something... I FUCKING DID IT!

Rumours has it that a certain someone reads my tumblr posts. Welcome or Welcome back. If you're new here and you're just trying to stalk me then here's your chance. I post irl shit here so yeah. (This is NOT a youtube intro video. wtf). For the past few months I became inactive. I was planning on writing here but then my responsibilities really said, "Hol' up, Miss Girlie. You can't." I've been busy on some other stuffs.

3 months ago, I did the unthinkable. I said/did something that I can't take back. Crazy. What was I thinking? I was like "That's it, Dani! You just lost your brain privileges!" Here's a NOT so quick summary on how I confessed my feelings to... ;)

October 10, 2021

October. It's Nathaniel's and Rosmarie's birth month and today is Nathan's Birthday. As usual we did our birthday salubong to greet our (bb) badest bitch. I thought it's going to be just a birthday salubong but this bitch end up crying and stuff like that. I can't stand it when my bbs cry so as a single mom I called EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM. (complete. perfect attendance by the way) There is a lot more to this but to sum it all up we just had fun making Nathan laugh and listening to Sevi's beautiful version of Happy Birthday while waiting for Ros and Shansai to pick up their phone (fashionably late as usual but I love them <3) /Bitches be like, "I'll sum it all up" but then ends up telling the WHOLE story./

01:00 - October 10, 2021

The T in Therapy stands for TAROT and as the tarot lady of our circle I did my duty again and use my cards to give them their monthly reading. It was fun and the teas has been spilled. Love that for me. I learned a lot of things about them. I felt like I have to be open to them too so I thought about my SMALL secret and decided to tell 'em a good old tale about how Dani fell in love with her FRIEND

The gays are not shocked at all. I mean they already saw me simp for different women. I asked for their advice... You already know what it is.

I asked my sagittarius friend the same exact question a year ago . Should I really confess my feelings to her? She told me that I should and BRUH! I'm a Gemini Sun with a Sgaittarius Moon. My intution believes her but I... I just can't. I can't. It took me a year before I confessed btw

03:10 - October 10, 2021

I checked the time 3:10 AM. Who in the right FUCKING mind would straight up text their crush at 3 fucking am just to tell 'em that they like them? Ha! I did. I composed my message. Checked it a hundred times. Read it out loud to my friends (like I was in a recitation of some sort). Have been approved by them. Have been approved by Grammarly (not sponsored btw). Sevi's just sleeping during this time like what the fuck man! wake the fuck up your best friend is experiencing gay panic. Anyways! Good thing Shansai, Ros, and Nathan are still up. (Love them btw)

03:15 - October 10, 2021

Gay panicking. Currently in tears. My friends are talking about stuffs while I'm gay panicking. Should I send it on messenger? Wtf! The urge to delete it. Fuck. I'm just gonna send it at Discord. Fuck it. If she blocks me the next day. I'll just... idk cry?

03:22 - October 10, 2021

I was planning on sending it at 3:33 but my impatient ass really said, "No! You press that send buttn already or else." and so I did it. I confessed. Brb. Smashing my head (not literally)

.....Was planning on continuing this but it took her a whole DAY to reply so I didn't get the chance to write shit on me diary. Not blaiming her tho. If i were in her postion I would probably do the same thing. I wasn't expecting a reply to be honest. She sent me a pickachu meme. A PICKACHU MEME. I- I'm in love with this woman. I have to accept her for what she is but seriously a pickachu meme? I laughed (cried) in an ugly way.

3 months have passed. Not crying in an ugly way anymore. I'm glad we're doing fine not until she asked something 2 days ago. I knew that I am ready to answer her question but at that exact moment. I.. I gay panicked. I was like how am I supposed to answer that? My mom saved my gay ass and told me to cook. Thanks for saving you closeted gay child, Ma'am. You just saved another soul. I sat on the floor. At the kitchen floor. I did. My dog was deadass staring at me while eating his dog food. He's probably saying, "Oh look a pathetic gay." How dare him. He's gay like me wtf where's the support dude?! At last, my resposnibilities are finished. Hot seat let's go. To be honest when she was asking me questions I was actually nervous. I was laughing the whole time and trying to act chill and shit but I was deadass shaking the whole time. She asked me 3 questions and I explained it for like 2 hours. I'm a gemini sun with a pisces rising and a sagittarius moon. I can't help it. It went nice. I'm actually glad you asked. I told my friends about what happened and they told me I should have asked you if I have a chance but I'm not planning on asking that yet. I don't know when? Soon? Only time can tell. As of now I'm still processing what I did 3 months ago. I fucking did it. I can't believe.

Now, If you reached this part while reading this whole ass post. I'm grateful and for my fucking conclusion. Oh god, If you like someone just confess your feelings to them. Just do it, bruh. It took me years and to be honest if I could turn back time I wish I told her sooner. Although I'm not a 100% sure that confessing your feelings can help you date that person. Anyways we're not talking about dating stuff here. We're talking about your personal feelings. Anxiety sucks, I know. I always wanted to be one of those people in the crowd who can just say something out loud and do other stuff. But hey! It's not too late for us to do that too. It's late now. I don't really know what I'm saying anymore but I hope it does ring a bell. All the love! x D. (This is a rough draft. I hate polishing up what I said. Just like Britney Spears said, "I said what I said." idk if she really said that but whatever)