#Jonas Branch

[transgaysex]

it sure is interesting to discuss rosenhans experiments in philosophy class today

[chaotic-toasters]

Immature

Leah Williamson x Teen!Gunner!R

“Oi! What’re you doin’ up there? Get down!”

You glanced down at your vice captain distastefully. “Why?”

“It’s dangerous!” Leah cried, standing at the base of the tree just outside the Arsenal training facility. “You could fall and break your arm or something!”

“So?”

“Uh—what d’you mean ‘so’?! You’re okay with getting a broken arm?”

You shrugged, gazing at the training pitches from your spot in the tall oak tree. “I can still play with a broken arm, eh?”

Leah’s mouth was agape. “No, you can’t!”

“Yes, I can!” you protested, climbing higher. “Katie scored a hat trick on international duty with a torn bicep! I’ll be fine.”

“Fucking Katie… you’re benched if you climb any higher!” Leah yelled.

You frowned. “Why?”

Leah scowled. “Because! You’re gonna get hurt!”

“Why?”

“Because! Those branches could break!”

“Why?”

“Because you’re heavy!”

“Why?”

“Becau—because! Get down from there!”

You stuck out your tongue, starting your descent. “Fine! You’re no fun.”

“Yes, I am! Just because I care about your well-being doesn’t make me boring!” the defender glared, taking a drink from her water bottle.

“Yeah, right! Steph cares about my well-being, but she’s loads more fun than you!”

Leah spit out her water, chasing after you as you sprinted into the building. “You take that back!”

-

“Who on the Arsenal squad is the best trash-talker?”

You glanced at the camera, then back at the BBC interviewer as you pondered the question. “Other than me? Maybe… maybe Caitlin.”

“Interesting,” he nodded thoughtfully. “And who would you say is the worst trash-talker?”

“Oh, easy. Leah Williamson.”

Kyra laughed as she walked past. “Oi, Lord Farquaad! Your kid just said you’re the worst trash-talker on the team!”

The England captain gasped indignantly, momentarily turning away from her media day activity set up nearby. “I’m great at trash-talking, what are you on about?”

You scoffed. “Oh, please. Your trash-talking skills are as bad as your bike riding skills.”

“OI!”

-

“Kyra,” you whispered, poking the Aussie that looked just as bored as you did at the seemingly unnecessary meeting. “Psst.”

She glanced over to make sure Jonas wasn’t paying attention, then looked over at you, lowering her voice. “Yeah?”

“When we get out of here… the sprinklers are on, right?”

“Yeah, why?”

The two of you went silent as Jonas glanced over, pretending to pay attention. “—have a better squad than them. If we go by the book, they will not be able to score…”

You smirked conspiratorially, voice even lower than before to avoid detection from some of your older teammates. “I’m gonna push Leah into them.”

Kyra grinned. “I’ll tell the admin.”

-

“Admin’s recording,” Kyra whispered to you as she jogged past, going to bug Steph. “Good luck.”

You grinned, waving to the camera discreetly before walking up to Leah. “Hi, cappy.”

She gave you a suspicious look, but kept walking. “What d’you want?”You shrugged as the two of you stepped onto the training pitch. “Just wanted to ask you what I should make for dinner.”

Leah raised her eyebrows, but nodded anyway. “Pasta’s always goo—OOF!”

“SURPRISE ATTACK!” You screeched, tackling her right into the nearest sprinkler’s line of fire.

“Get off me, you cheeky devil!” Leah protested, laughing. “I don’t wanna get wet! It’s cold out here!”

You snickered, wrestling her to the ground. “Womp womp!”

Nearby, Steph was shaking her head in amusement. “I swear, Y/N is like Leah’s Kyr—OI!”

Kyra gleefully shoved Steph into another sprinkler set up a few feet away, cackling like a witch. “SURPRISE ATTACK!”

“HEY!” Steph cried, chasing after her. “You’re such a pest! Get back here!”

You laughed at the two aussies, then gave Leah a rough noogie with one hand and the camera a thumbs up with the other. “Love you, cappy!”

Leah stuck out her tongue, giving you a slight push. “You and Kyra are so bad.”

“Not nearly as bad as your culinary taste.”

“OI!”

[leahsgf]

MEETING – leah williamson

leah williamson x child!reader

based on this request | bubba masterlist

love love love writing for this lil universe so please keep the requests coming

the first few weeks of your life were spent in complete bliss, leah happily soaking up every single moment between the two of you in your own little bubble - before she'd have to introduce you to the chaos that was the rest of the world.

despite the eagerness of those around her to meet you, she had strictly said no visitors until she was ready, bar her own mother, who had moved in temporarily as you both settled into this new life.

-

you had just hit three weeks old when leah had finally felt ready to allow a few more people into your space, having settled a little more into the swing of things and also not having the energy to turn offers down any longer.

it started off small - with her nearest and dearest, her dad, brother, grandma, and friends, of course including keira, and then gradually branched out to perhaps the most impatient of the lot, your rather large flock of aunties - also known as her teammates.

due to you being born mid season, the arsenal girls were going to be the first ones to meet you, much to the dismay of some of the lionesses especially georgia, keira obviously not helping the cause whatsoever by endlessly boasting about the fact she'd met you before any of them.

(leah would never tell a soul that keira was so nervous when she met you that she had barely held you, and instead timidly patted your head, and said it was 'nice to meet you' whilst shaking your tiny hand)

she had originally planned on hosting the weekly team night at her apartment and letting the girls all meet you there, but then went against it when she realised just how cramped her living room actually was when it held an entire very eager football team inside, alongside the fact that going out and getting some fresh air was something she desperately needed, and an escape from the newborn chaos that had taken over her home.

so, she had instead settled for arranging with jonas a day where there wasn't an awful lot of training to do and only the odd meeting or two, where she'd bring you into the training ground and introduce them to you there as a mini surprise.

-

after what had felt like a year of trying to get ready to leave the house, leah still adjusting to just how much stuff and preparation was needed for such a tiny little human, she finally pulled into the car park and got you both out, praising her parking job and getting you both there alive before having what felt like the battle of her life with the pram whilst getting it out.

kim, the only one of the girls who knew she was coming, and the unofficial mother figure of the team- met her outside, marvelling over you in an instant, before leading the way to the meeting room where the rest of the team were.

-

a collective gasp travelled across the meeting room as leah entered, with you bundled into her arms, the focus immediately off jonas’ attempted distraction ramble and all on you.

“is she seriously in an arsenal kit lee” alessia giggled, letting you clasp one of her fingers in your hand, as the rest of the team gathered around the pair of you in absolute awe.

“of course she is less! gotta teach her young haven’t i, my little gooner! especially when she’s got an uncle and grandad who are dead set on making her a spurs fan - so who wants a hold first?” the blonde replied, switching the conversation and ignoring the laughter and the teasing remarks about her passion for her club, instead letting them fight over who got to hold you first.

-

you had been pretty fussy in everyone’s arms apart from your mother’s, not being a huge fan of the unfamiliarity and all of the sudden movement when being passed around the room, until beth had insisted on viv holding you despite how nervous she had been, and your grizzles had settled almost instantly, and your frown which was the carbon copy of your mother’s faded.

“hi schatje, i’m your auntie viv, we love you so much already.” she murmured, stroking your cheeks ever so softly as you stared back up at her, still in the phase where you were fascinated by the world around you.

you beamed as she tickled your nose, your first official, non wind related smile that leah had been desperate to coax out of you for weeks now.

“looks like vivi is a natural! even baby williamson can sense that she’s a goat!” katie grinned, forever the leader of the ‘miedema fan club’, leaning on the dutch woman’s shoulder and poking her tongue out at you.

-

“welcome to the one of your forever homes my girl. you’re so so loved already.” leah whispered to you, cradling you and embracing the moment of peace she had after stepping away from the chaos in order to settle you down in your pram - allowing kyra and vic, who you’d undoubtedly overtake in maturity at some point, to take you on a walk around with steph’s supervision for your nap.

[nyctosaurid]

when i was a kid i got banned on neopets for being hacked (neopets staff claimed hacking did not exist and I must have provided my password to someone in an attempt to cheat) so i, heartbroken, branched out to different virtual pet sites (many of which are now defunct). my favorite was called sorpiland, which had very little gameplay and was mostly just a forum where people chatted. once i got banned from the sorpiland forums for 3 days for writing and proudly posting the lyrics to my own sorpiland themed cover of kids of america, which the moderator, who had apparently never seen cinematic masterpiece jimmy neutron: boy genius, identified as plagiarism of the jonas brothers cover "kids of the future". another time i got banned for mentioning neopets, which the same moderator referred to as "the N word"

[pearlprincess02]

1st house synastry playlist

mirrored vibes - 1st house synastry (playlist) / inner planets / outer planets

for when their north node is in your first house:

"what dreams are made of" - hilary duff / "shake it off" - taylor swift / "break free" - high school musical / "u drive me crazy" - nsync / "roar" - katy perry /

for when your north node is in their first house:

"breakaway" - kelly clarkson / "this is me" - the greatest showman / "try" - colbie caillat / "party in the u.s.a." - miley cyrus / "wings" - little mix /

for when their south node is in your first house:

"everywhere" - michelle branch / "a thousand miles" - vanessa carlton / "already gone" - kelly clarkson / "don't start now" - dua lipa / "peaches" - justin bieber (feat. daniel caesar & giveon) /

for when your south node is in their first house:

"someone like you" - adele / "no matter what" - boyzone / "what about us" - p!nk / "we found love" - rihanna feat. calvin harris / "you'll be in my heart" - tarzan /

for when their lilith is in your first house:

"irreplaceable" - beyoncé / "jealous" - labrinth / "behind these hazel eyes" - kelly clarkson / "everything i wanted" - billie eilish / "unwritten" - natasha bedingfield /

for when your lilith is in their first house:

"genie in a bottle" - christina aguilera / "black widow" - iggy azalea (feat. rita ora) / "mysterious girl" - peter andre / "confident" - demi lovato / "therefore i am" - billie eilish /

for when their chiron is in your first house:

"beautiful" - christina aguilera / "who am i" - casting crowns / "invisible" - hunter hayes / "skyscraper" - demi lovato / "anyone" - justin bieber /

for when your chiron is in their first house:

" scars to your beautiful" - alessia cara / "my future" - billie eilish / "broken" - lovelytheband / "better days" - onerepublic / "leave the door open" - bruno mars & anderson .paak /

for when their juno is in your first house:

"marry you" - bruno mars / "a thousand miles" - vanessa carlton / "paper rings" - taylor swift / "leave before you love me" - marshmallo (feat. jonas brothers) / "treat you better" - shawn mendes /

for when your juno is in their first house:

"locked out of heaven" - bruno mars / "marry the night" - lady gaga / "thinking of you" - dua lipa / "better together" - luke combs / "10,000 hours" - dan + shay (feat. justin bieber) /

for when their eros is in your first house:

"lucky" - britney spears / "hot in herre" - nelly / "kiss me" - sixpence none the richer / "a whole new world" - aladdin / "crush" - mandy moore /

for when your eros is in their first house:

"oops!... i did it again" - britney spears / "because you live" - jesse mccartney / "can't take my eyes off you" - frankie valli / "rock your body" - justin timberlake / "kiss me more" - doja cat feat. sza /

@pearlprincess02

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[imbored1201]

can you please do an arsenal x young r where r gets an injury and has to get the green whistle. Steph is worried, Caitlin is filming and pissing herself laughing, Kyra is being supportive (r is a Tillie), Katie is writing stuff down and Alessia feels bad

Climbing Trees

Arsenal x Teen Reader

Word Count: 1,203

"Y/N! Get down from that tree!" You heard Steph yell; you looked down at her, "I can't! I made a bet with Lessi. I have to stay up here for an hour," you told her as you swung your legs back and forth and hummed. 

"You're doing great kiddo! 30 more minutes!" Katie yelled at you, looking at her timer. "You cannot seriously be encouraging this McCabe," Katie shrugged.

"They were arguing nonstop this morning; I needed to somehow separate them, and Alessia can't even step over a bench without falling, so the safest option to climb the tree was Y/N."

"Hey!" Alessia said offended, although she was happy she wasn't the one up there. 

"If you don't get off, I'm telling Tony and Sam!" You perked up at that; nah, Sam would forget after a day. Especially with Kristie being there to distract her now, and Tony was used to your nonsense. 

"I'll tell Leah!" Now you were really listening. "Screw this," you mumbled, starting to climb down. You refused to lose your dinosaur nugget privileges again. 

"Fuck!" You yelled as you slipped on one of the branches and fell. "See, that's what happens," you heard Caitlin say, and usually you would laugh it off, but this time you couldn't.

"Ow!" You yelled as you held your arm, "What happened?!" Steph rushed over to you, grabbing your shoulder. Once she saw your arm, she freaked out. 

"Sam is going to kill me," Steph mumbled and glared at Caitlin, who was recording this moment. She grabbed a small rock that was near you and threw it at Caitlin, hitting her straight in the stomach. 

Caitlin groaned as she held her stomach. "Stop being useless! Go get the medics!" She yelled, and Kyra and Less were quick to run and get the medics, dragging Caitlin with them. 

They were back in under a minute, Kyra running with a green whistle in her hand. "They are coming; Gio had a little accident on the treadmill," Alessia said, and Steph groaned. Why right now?

You started sobbing now; this is when the girls knew it just got real. Right away, Katie dropped to her knees and stroked your hair. Kyra guided the whistle the medics gave her into your mouth, and Steph was on the phone with Leah. 

"What the hell happened?" Everyone scurried away from you as Jonas came running with the medics. Steph glared at Katie, who started explaining the situation. 

After a few minutes, your hand was wrapped, and you were giggly. Kyra smacked Caitlin's shoulder as a sign to start filming again, so she did. 

"Stephyyy" you whined, sitting up, "yes?" She questioned, "How come Lessi could go on a date but I can't?" You whined, Alessia's smile dropped, and everyone turned to her. 

"Russo went on a date." Katie smirked, pushing Less teasingly. "I have no idea what she's talking about," Less said in defense. 

"Yes you did. Remember when you were supposed to be watching me, but you left me home alone to go to it, and you even brought me back a little piece of cake and gave me chocolate and told me not to tell anyone" You muttered the last part, starting to wonder if you were going crazy or not about the fact Less went on a date. 

"I'm surprised Lessi was even able to talk to someone without tripping," you heard Leah say. You jumped up and looked around. "She's on the phone bones," Steph told you, handing you the phone. Kyra giggled at the new nickname. 

"Leah!" You yelled happily, "Hey kiddo, how are you?" "My arm still hurts; can I ask you a question?" "Yes." "How come you're allowed to have so many girlfriends, but I can't even have one?"

Katie tried to hold in her laugh as Leah went silent for a bit. "What do you mean so many girlfriends?" Katie asked, and Leah muttered a little 'screw you' to her. "In the car, she's always on the phone with someone new, always flirting with them."

"You are a naughty girl Williamson," Caitlin said, wishing she could see Leah's reaction right now. Steph just wished the ambulance would hurry. Jonas demanded you'd be taken in an ambulance since he knew something would go wrong if the girls drove you to the hospital. 

"I quite like her like this; what else do you know?" Katie asked you, and your eyes fell on Steph. "Steph-" 

"Look at that! The ambulance is here; let's  go."Steph quickly said, lifting you up, You waived bye to everyone with your good hand. 

"Oh come on! She's my only entertainment," Kyra whined, chasing after the two of you. "Kyra! Don't let her take me!" You yelled, you noticed Less following you two, and you reached for her. 

She grabbed your good hand and squeezed it. Steph put you on the stretcher. "I don't like this thing," you told them. "The hospital is close kid; you'll survive," Steph told you, sitting down. 

"Lessi!" You yelled and reached out for her, but Steph pushed you back. "I'll see you at the hospital, I promise." Less reassured you, and that made you feel better. 

Surprisingly, you behaved the whole trip to the hospital. Mostly whining about how the ambulance was unnecessary. Then you passed out from the drugs in your system. 

When you woke up, you were surprised to see your arm in a cast. "Aw, I didn't get to choose my color." Steph jumped up upon hearing your voice. "Next time kid, trust me, you'll be here a lot now." You pouted at that. 

"That's boring; I can still play football, right?" Steph shrugged. "I don't know; I mean, I'd let you; I don't know about Leah, though." Your heart dropped at her name.

"I'm dead." Steph smirked and nodded. "No one will be able to save you this time, not even Wally."

You always went running to Lia when you were in trouble; she always defended you and babied you the most. "Where's Lessi? She promised she would be here."

"Her and Katie went to get you food, your favorite; Kyra is at home making you a get well soon card; Caitlin is too busy showing the video to everyone; oh, and Alanna and Mac said that you have to work on your climbing more." You scowled at that. 

"They act like they could do better." "I'm sure they can, and I can’t be joking around with you right now. Leah said, I have to be strict with you." You bursted out laughing. "You? Strict?"

"I'm serious kid. You have to stop listening to Katie; you're going to give me gray hairs. I can't have gray hairs for my wedding."

"Stephy, you're old; you have to accept your gray hairs," you told her, but quieted down at the glare you were receiving. "You know what? I can't do this tough thing. I'm leaving Leah to do this."

You did, in fact, get a yelling through FaceTime from Leah. Then you got another one from Sam, but that shut down quickly when you threatened to tell Kristie about Sam breaking her favorite vase. Sam blamed it on the cat. 

[jupiitersreturn]

In some branches of Astrology, the Sun is commonly associated with the Husband whereas the Moon is associated with the Wife. In Modern Astrology, Jupiter is representative of the Ideal Man or Spouse for Feminines and Venus is representative of the Ideal Woman or Spouse for Masculines. That's why the Sun/Jupiter and Moon/Venus Midpoints are important to look at when considering Romantic Compatibility. They are a combination of what we are subconsciously attracted to in a partner and therefore the energies/signs we naturally gravitate to and form connections with.

The Sign That Your Sun/Jupiter (For People Attracted To Masculines) or Moon/Venus (For People Attracted To Feminines) Midpoint Is In Could Tell You Your Ideal Partners;

Sun, Moon, or Venus Sign

Catherine Zeta - Sun/Jupiter MP in Libra | Michael Douglas - Sun + Venus in Libra

Keith Urban - Moon/Venus MP in Leo | Nicole Kidman - Venus in Leo

Paul Newman - Moon/Venus MP in Aquarius | Joanne Woodward - Moon in Aquarius

David Beckham - Moon/Venus MP in Aries | Victoria Beckham - Sun in Aries

Nicole Kidman - Sun/Jupiter MP in Cancer | Keith Urban - Moon in Cancer

Nicole Kidman - Sun/Jupiter MP in Cancer | Tom Cruise - Sun in Cancer

Perrie Edwards - Sun/Jupiter MP in Leo | Alex Oxlade - Chamberlain - Sun in Leo

Priyanka Chopra - Sun/Jupiter MP in Virgo | Nick Jonas - Sun in Virgo

Jessica Biel - Sun/Jupiter MP in Capricorn | Justin Timberlake - Venus in Capricorn

Jay - Z - Moon/Venus MP in Scorpio | Beyonce - Moon in Scorpio

I'll make another post about Midpoints more in depth later this week! <33

[dulltoned]

Kismet Snippets

Brought to you by the Trolls Discord.

Ablaze:

- Used to be "We R Who We R" by Kesha

- After being introduced to rock music it's now also "Why Worry" by Set It Off

Trickee:

- "Lucky Strike" by Maroon 5

- "Deal with It" by Ashnikko

- Listens to a lot of sad music when he's alone

Hype:

- Will lose his shit to Kesha with Ablaze but he prefers "Crazy Kids"

- A really big fan of "Right Now" by Sabrina Carpenter and "Anything Can Happen" by Tors

Boom:

- Loves "What a Man Gotta Do" by the Jonas Brothers

- Guilty pleasure for country, really likes "Homegrown" by Zac Brown Band and "I Don't Want This Night to End" by Luke Bryan

- Favorite song of all time is "It's Gonna Be Me" by BroZone and he will not tell Branch that.

Branch:

- Eclectic loser, doesn't have a favorite

- Really likes "Lose Your Way" by Broadside and "When the Earth Stands Still" by the Phoenix Chamber Choir, though.

Ablaze: Raspberry Sprite and Steak Nachos with extra jalapeños.

Trickee: Limonada/Brazilian Lemonade and blackberry and cheese danishes.

Hype: Fruit Punch Energy Drink (any brand) and fruit salad without any grapes.

Boom: Supersweet caramel coffee with whipped cream and soba, hot or cold for both the food and the drink.

They all build their bonds with Branch before they start to meet each other through him. Their individual friendships start to form long before they consider starting up a band.

Branch never stopped singing, not completely. Not until Kismet broke up. He didn't sing often after Grandma Rosiepuff died and he never sang in public. What he did sing was never happy but he still sang to himself on occasion. Music was in his blood, both as a Troll and as someone who's been performing since he was in diapers. It's not something that he could just quit at the drop of a hat like that.

It's only after Branch builds them their own hideout that the idea starts to form. Kismet are all hanging out in the space that Branch built for them, drinking after some party or another, and singing loudly. Underneath them screaming the lyrics, though, one of them hears a softer voice singing along. "Oh my- Branch your voice is so good!" "You sing!?" "Hey, that's damn good."

That's when the first spark ignites.

It takes a while for them to bring up being a band, let alone getting Branch to join in, and it takes even longer for Branch to open up about BroZone and his childhood. But they get there, they assure Branch that there's no pressure, but Branch feels safe with them and he likes singing so one day he tentatively agrees.

Branch never preformed on stage and he was never shown in the band's branding but everyone knew there was a fifth member of Kismet.

[romancemedia]

SAFT Volume 6 SPOILERS!!!

I read more on SAFT Vol 6 last night and learned so much. The anime really changed/removed/altered some of the scenes, some for the better and others debatable. It also includes a MAJOR shocking surprise revelation that wasn't included in the anime when Shall learns of his origins!!!

Anne's Kidnapping

The scene where Lafall kidnapped Anne is a little different. She was being forcibly dragged to Lafall when she taken and almost forced to crawl on her knees like a dog, much to Shall's anger. When Lafall had her in his arms, he embraced her from behind and it goes into more detail about the kiss he gave her. He didn't just kiss her neck, but her hair and cheek too!

Shall kisses Anne

Instead of already being asleep on the floor infront of the fireplace, Anne had actually fallen asleep in Shall's arms and he was holding her close to his chest in the book. He was angered that Lafall kissed her in order to remove his presence from her, Shall kissed all the spots where Lafall had and it's very....😳. He had to stop himself. Lafall arrived with Warrior Fairies with a bed for Anne and Shall carried her again and tucked her in!

Lafall proceeded to reveal the truth to Shall about their origins inside the room, (instead of taking Shall outside on the roof like in the anime) and was tempted to touch a sleeping Anne again, only to be stopped by Shall, yelling for him to never lay a finger on her!

The Truth about Liz

When Lafall began explaining the truth about his and Shall's origins, he also revealed a shocking connection about Liz in the process! (A reminder, Liz is the young girl who gave Shall life and was his only close human friend before Anne) It's revealed that Liz was a member of the Royal Family! She was from a branch family related to the royals and it's revealed she was supposed to be the guardian to the sword that held the gemstones of Shall and his brothers in order to prevent the birth of the next fairy king. Due to her role, she was forced to be sheltered for most of her life, but being a young and curious child, she sneaked into the chapel where the gems were kept and upon looking into the obsidian gave Shall life!

Also the origin scene is a bit more physical since Shall and Lafall practically come to blows. Shall is forced against the wall when Lafall reveals the truth and begins his manipulations on why Anne and Shall can't be together.

Plus there were some other interesting facts too.

When Anne found and confronted a drunk Jonas, she slapped him! (again)

The Fairy King Rislva was born from a Ruby gemstone.

Anne is not a good singer and is tone-deaf.

[domquixotedospobresblog]

When he walked down the yellow brick road, I'm not plagiarizing the book of Oz, it really was made of bricks of that color, maybe a fan made it like that, the girl always sat on the wall just to get a look, but at first it didn't work out very well because he always looked down when he walked, changing direction and sometimes zigzagging, she also sat in different places every day, at the beginning, in the middle and at the end, maybe to provide a better angle of vision, it was almost a year he walked and she dreamed, but one day it was different, a branch fell on the path after the rain, he dragged the obstacle and she offered to help, he accepted and murmured the number one hundred and three, they cleaned it up and walked together for the first time, it was an incredible feeling to see the two of them walking smiling and looking at each other the whole time, it seemed like the beginning of another beautiful love story, they arranged to see each other at night on the beautiful road of OOz, I'll call it that since they met after a heavy rain and the bricks yellow, she had braids like Dorothy and he was afraid to look at her like the lion had of the imaginary villain, at night he arrived with a huge bouquet and she said it was beautiful, but if he wanted to please only one person it would be enough, he said that every day he would hide waiting for her to sit down to start walking and he would count the bricks one by one and when they spoke for the first time, he would bring her the number of bricks he counted and the result was one hundred and three, she remembered the number because he had whispered, even in this love is tricky, the little road had more than five thousand bricks, it had been one hundred and three days since they saw each other for the first time and it was precisely on his birthday that the gift was made, but he did not tell her about the special date, he wanted it to be the date they became a couple, after one hundred and three days she said yes, it was positive, we are going to have a baby, do not play with destiny, nothing is by chance, if someone left your life it is because something better is coming, just walk and leave behind those who do not want to come to your side.

Jonas r Cezar

[foxedthecards]

😼 [dealers choice on muse]

@splinter-sister

Of course the first thing one does when one finds oneself abruptly transformed into a cat, specifically a very fluffy red hair ragdoll breed type of kitty is to panic and immediately STREAK up the nearest tree. This in hindsight was a very bad mistake on Jonas's part because now he was stuck up a tree. All he could do was meow pitifully and cling to the branch looking down at this impossible height. He was going to be stuck up here forever, oh God he would DIE UP HE...wait who was that down there?

[spooky-circuits]

Bro, the Snack Pack are gonna freak the heck out once it finally hits them. Brozone seems to be a pop band of equal status of the Backstreet Boys, Jonas Brothers, or One Direction, actual legends in the making amongst the pop tribe! Them learning the grumpy, antisocial hermit they kinda just let tag along was in actuality Bitty B is a huge deal to them! Of course, some of their opinions about Brozone in general change when they learn exactly how the band broke up and what the elder brothers of the band had done, they've had time to see past Branch's walls and see the much softer and extremely adorable side he tries to to pretend he doesn't have by then, but overall it's still a huge deal to them. Especially those who were young enough to remember them or see them in concert.

I’m just imagining finding out that your neighbour who has been building secret tunnels under his house was actually Like Kevin Jonas it’s a hilarious image that I will enjoy for the next couple of minutes.

But yeah the snack pack are definitely already brozone fans they know how popular they were. They each have their own teen magazine with them most of them makes jokes later about Bitty B being their favourite member of the band in support of Branch except for Smidge who jokes “Sorry Branch Floyd is just so sensitive.” Branch at that point has accepted his fate and is like “It’s fine Smidge.”

[episims]

Judith "The organizational changes were finalized at least."

Jonas "Good for you."

Judith "Took long enough. Our lawyers had to ensure that I'm not disqualified to sit on the corporation's board even if I work in an autonomous branch. I didn't want all the effort I've done here to go to waste-"

Jonas "Fabulous. When's the last time you've seen me interested in the company bullshit?"

Judith "Oh, whatever... do you think Casper's getting too old for the drawing table? Maybe he should start some proper hobby."

Jonas "Are you running out of projects or something? You need to slow down, Judi."

Judith "Mmh... I'm going to the gallery. Let Casper know I'll be back before he goes to bed, will you?"

Jonas "Yeah, just ignore me. Makes this place feel like home."

[leechjuice]

i was passed an open tag from @cruelflesh cause she knows i love these little games, and in honour of finishing up the first draft of my religious literary thriller, THE MAGNOLIA CLUB, i thought it a perfect time to share some with all of you.

⇢ my words are rust, ember, damp, breath & teeth

♰ " RUST " ♰ — THE MAGNOLIA CLUB, CHAPTER 21

Waylon idled below, framed inside the porthole window like an octopus swept through a current, dressed in his best whites, held together solely by a string of other people’s graciousness. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows but nothing saved them from the reddening soil—his fingertips were stained with it, his cuffs a keen shade of tetanus rust. He’d been in the garden since Mrs. Gaskill and her two middle-aged daughters finished setting out refreshments, long enough for the frankincense to burn clean out, well past when the hinge cover on the casket had been gently, quietly shut. She was out there now, a reflective floral entity on the beige lawn, pressing him to come inside. He did—only after driving the rest of a bruised belladonna tangle into a plastic garbage back and smoothing back the wilting hair from his lightless eyes.

♰ " EMBER " ♰ — THE MAGNOLIA CLUB, CHAPTER 9

“Easy,” warned Arthur, a cooling ember. “We’re not callin’ anyone.” Edith straightened from Midge’s side, taking a lengthy assessment of each of them where they stood; mismatched chess pieces on a muddy board. She tossed a sweeping hand towards the road, a dense wall of smoggy breath rising from her tense lips. “We’re goin’ on a ride. So’s she.” “Now?” Jeri intercut, her fear reeling her closer, trembling in the cold dark. “All the way out to that ol' highway? At this hour?" “Please,” Edith begged, “spell it out for all us morons.” The blonde took towards the parking lot and left Midge at Arthur's mercy, and he came quickly to her aid in a terribly familiar, jacket-donning way that made her fear for the imminent end, certain that the Lord would strip them each away from her before she was ever ready. “If you’re right, an' some fella's layin' out there on the road, havin' done this to her—then I wanna make sure the cunt’s good an’ dead.”

♰ " DAMP " ♰ — THE MAGNOLIA CLUB, CHAPTER 17

The incomparable black of Ruby's backwoods midnight made a joke of her; the tangles of bony, low-hanging willow and marshy soil didn’t help. She'd never have the time or awareness to duck if a branch swung at her; staggering the suffocating blindness, tramping like panicked hunting dogs through damp carpets of kudzu, all that came to Midge were spatters of static colour, dressed by her anxieties—Audrey, sallow and freckled, her corpse torn sloppily in two. Two dusky blue eyes pointed lazily at the sky, her painted nails locked into clawing fists at her throat, purple around the corners of her slack lips. Now beneath the hum of crickets, Gage was a wild thing in among the weeds, his eyes just two light-bouncing plates in the dark, black holes of electric lunacy. Now, he had a knife the size of a small pie server in his oily hands. Now he was grinning, skulking behind a nearby tree, stinking with adrenaline. Now, something was eating her. Now, something was tearing her apart. They’d let her go—that always kickstarted problems. The moment someone stepped out of Midge's sight, they were good as—

♰ " BREATH " ♰ — THE MAGNOLIA CLUB, CHAPTER 4

“Well, it ain’t about that damn veteran and you know that, ‘cause you’re smarter than me, and you’re smarter than them,” said Jonas, casting a finger in the same direction Midge’s gaze only just shrank from, “which means you know I love you whether I’m away or not. An' you know I care about what y'think, and how y'feel, and how folks around here see you. ‘Cause I get it—Midge,” pled Jonas, in the terrible, doting way she'd only ever suffered from others, “I try to get it, and if I don’t, I let you be. But they won’t even try.” It hurt more than usual to love her brother that night. To see even under hallway shadow the deepening bruises around his hazy eyes, sure to be yellow-rimmed by morning, his eggs and bacon set in doubles with duplicated plates and silverware. “That's why you didn’t come home?” fell Midge’s words like a dead bug on a sill, cut right from her breath. “You’re embarrassed of me?”

♰ " TEETH " ♰ — THE MAGNOLIA CLUB, CHAPTER 16

The darkness caught Midge's wrists and slid her through the split in the door, drawing her into a well of warped shadow which sluggishly took shape and meaning; a half-shredded bookshelf and pool of books, a molehill of plastic bags stuffed with sewing supplies and skeins kissed by velvet mold, tongues of outstretched Halloween decorations, a desaturated spectrum of sweaters and tarps, old milk crates, swaths of spider silk, dead termites—decay. Midge staggered through a sole walkable path, fenced by canyons of old worth, and the house devoured the whisper of her sneakers on its warped barnwood floor. What had narrowed the entry was the great, many-fingered hand of a tree, jammed against the backside of the door, its paint scraped into an illegible language by years of eager winter wind gushing through the swollen gash in the building's left side. Its roots burrowed deeply between the separating planks, coiling around the blackened teeth of an unused fireplace, smothered by sheddings of bark and a surmounting pile of rot-sweet crabapples.

i love you @cruelflesh so u have to do it now, and i'll leave an open tag for anybody who sees this and wants to join!

♰ your words are soil, shy, bleed, needle & spirit ♰

[deathsplaything]

Tea and Biscuits || Jonas & Alistair

LOCATION: The Bread Cemetery TIMING: Early January PARTIES: Alistair (@deathsplaything) & Jonas (@thesilentmedium) SUMMARY: Alistair visits the Bread Cemetery for potential business and gets a haunted bagel instead. WARNINGS: None

Paws slipped against the freshly polished floor as Blue chased the cackling bread roll through the front of the bakery. Jonas was quick on her heels, doing his best to avoid bumping into any of the bread he already had stacked for the day but that was proving pointless as his left hip hit another batch of loaves. “Oh please.” He muttered out, not really able to pause and pick it up in his chase of the wayward bagel. This morning had been so peaceful, he was starting to feel a bit more confident on opening the store on his own when Chris was taking the later half of the day to run the bakery. Now he was flustered as one of the bagels he freshly baked sprung to life and began reeking havoc upon his store. 

The baked good rolled under the counter just out of reach of Blue’s angry jaws. Jonas turned to grab a broom when he saw the front doors open. “I am so sorry! The bakery is um closed at the moment!” A little gasp left him as the bagel made a beeline for the door, still laughing. “Close the door!” He didn’t mean to be rude to a customer but the bagel simply could not be allowed to leave. A tsukumogami inhabiting a piece of bread was hardly dangerous but it was better to be safe than sorry in Jonas’ experience, especially when it could still cause inconveniences on others even if it did not harm them directly. 

It had been Melody’s idea to extend the olive branch out to the business known as the Bread Cemetery. As far as names went, Alistair wasn’t sure how good that would be at drawing people in, but seeing as how they were well versed in death themselves, they could appreciate it. As soon as they opened the door to the shop, Alistair’s eyes went wide behind their sunglasses, and quickly slammed the door shut as requested. 

Immediately, Brutus started acting off. “What’s wrong with you?” They asked their dog, who yanked them further toward the haunted bagel that Alistair still had no idea about. Instead of being pulled to the ground, Alistair dropped Brutus’s lead and let the dog join in the other to chase the bagel around the store. “Right.” They spoke, clapping their hands together and staring straight forward. “I need you to paint me a picture of what the bloody hell is going on.” They insisted, hearing the distinct pattering of two sets of paw prints and one set of human footsteps. “I’m Alistair, and I’m quite blind.”

“I um am very sorry you had to come in at this moment, Alistair!” Jonas sounded out of breath as he paused to look at the other. The name seemed familiar, if Jonas wasn’t currently chasing down the spirit he would take a moment to actually think on why that was. “I do not um I am not quite sure how to explain this if I am being honest.” His shoes skid on the wooden floor as he rounded a shelf in the middle of the store. The bagel was trapped between him and two angry dogs or so it seemed. The roll quickly darted through the gaps in the wood and made a beeline for the blind person. 

Jonas was quick to course correct and managed to reach Alistair before the tsukumogami did, causing the prankster to giggle and run away. Jonas took a moment to pause and catch his breath after averting a small disaster. “There is um a well… there is a bagel running loose in my shop. It is haunted.” He was panting and doing his best not to get too close to the older person while still keeping his good eye on their lips. He was getting serious deja vu from all this, though the bagel Regan had dealt with was more talkative than this one and honestly easier to handle. He still felt bad that Blue shoved it in her pocket but it did solve the issue. He wasn’t going to allow that to happen again, however, he doubted the bagel would even keep still enough to shove into someone’s pocket. 

This brief pause that allowed him to  reminisce also allowed him to think about where he had heard the name Alistair before. “Oh! You um run The Sugar Pot. We have talked online before, I am Jonas. I am sorry we did not meet under calmer circumstances.” 

As soon as the words haunted bagel reached Alistair’s ears, they knew they were in for a treat. A slow smile spread across their face at the prospect of haunted baked goods. “Well that just sounds lovely, and explains why Brutus has decided to commune with his ancestors and go absolutely feral for the thing.” Alistair turned their head in the direction of Jonas’s voice and changed their smile from mischievous to friendly. “Do you often deal with haunted pastries?” They found themselves asking, discretely allowing themselves to see through Brutus’s eyes, watching as the dog ran around, desperately trying to catch the bagel with their new friend.

Suddenly, Jonas was right in front of them and panting. “Sneaky bugger’s really giving you a run for your money, isn’t it?” The smile went crooked, and they stuck a hand into their pocket and stuck their hip out. “Well it’s nice to finally meet in person, even if there are sinister bagels being chased by dogs.” Alistair paused, listening to the dogs running around, chasing after the bagel. “Between you and me, I don’t think that bagel’s making it out of here in one piece. Brutus is a fiend for bread. Can’t leave it out on the counter without the beast jumping onto the counter and tearing the bag open.” They pulled a face, then shook their head, displeased. 

“But anyway!” They spoke, trying to change the subject to what they came there for. “Melody’s always trying to be the sensible one of the Sugar Pot business owners and thinks it would be good if we met with you to try to strike up some kind of working relationship with one other. Promote each other’s businesses. I don’t sell pastries, and a lot of people are always asking if we ever would, but I’d rather not have more competition than I already have with the coffee shops in the area.”

“I am happy to say that I um do not.” A hand went to his chest as he willed his heart rate to go down. He wasn’t out of shape by any means but he felt like he’d been chasing that bagel for nearly an hour at this point, “Brutus? What a lovely name.” Jonas looked the smaller dog over as he ran around, admiring the floppy ears. “He does seem to be having fun. I am glad Blue’s size is not off putting for him.” Blue rarely had the chance to make friends with other dogs, she was too busy acting as a guard for her boy, and when she wasn't, people were often too uncomfortable to let her play with their dogs. He didn’t blame them; she could be rather intimidating to those who didn’t know how much of a gentle giant she really was. 

“Blue prefers her dog treats. But um I cannot blame him for liking bread. I have made a living off of it.” Jonas smiled, even if the other couldn’t see it, “It is lovely to meet you as well. I um do hope they are able to handle it. I am in need of a break.” The possessed bagel was no more dangerous than a regular one, even if it was a tad quicker. Jonas was a little glad Alistair couldn’t see his disheveled appearance. He must look terrible after running around and knocking things over. His apron was still covered in flour from this morning’s bake session as well. 

“Oh! Well I um would be happy to accommodate you. I would invite you to the back room to talk properly if it were not for the uh bagel.” Jonas’ words trailed off slightly as said bagel rolled in front of the pair, cackling like a maniac with the two dogs hot on its tracks. Blue went to bite it only to miss by an inch. Really whatever spirit was in that thing must never get tired. “I um would love to supply your store with pastries if that is what you are looking to do,I have a few select pastries that would go lovely with some of your um more seasonal teas.” it was odd to be talking shop while chaos was occurring around you but he supposed this was just how Wicked’s Rest was. If you didn’t learn to roll with the weirdness you’d be stopped in your tracks every five minutes. 

“Your dog huge or something?” Alistair asked, cocking his head to the side. “Size of the dog don’t matter to Brutus, as long as they’re willing to play nice.” they shrugged a shoulder as they crossed their arms across their chest. “I’m not one to judge someone by their size or appearance.” They added, waving a hand in front of their face. “Not like I can exactly see it.” The quirked a half-smile, as if it were a little joke to themselves. 

“Brutus will eat anything he’s told he can eat. Especially if he’s off duty.” Alistair quirked a brow and raised his voice, “which he’s not off duty!” They reminded Brutus, who’s ears went back and immediately heeled to Alistair’s side. “Good boy.” They remarked, patting the top of their head, but heard Brutus lick his chops at the idea of getting a bite out of the bagel. “Laigh sios.” Alistair commanded, and Brutus laid down at their feet. Alistair’s posture seemed to relax as soon as they had their dog under control. They hadn’t brought their mobility cane, so if Brutus wasn’t cooperating, they were in trouble. 

The spellcaster’s face twisted up as they thought about it, then shook their head. “Not sure if I want to deal with a display case, honestly. But I’m sure we could work out some kind of deal where they buy something here, they can get a discount at The Sugar Pot.” Alistair suggested with a lofted brow. For some reason, Alistair wasn’t at all phased by the chaos unfolding around them. It wasn’t the first time something stupid had happened like this, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last, not by a long shot. 

“Oh she is um quite big.” Big was really an understatement when it came to Blue. The dog was only two inches shorter than him, really lending to her status as a bad omen though Jonas never could see her as such. She was too sweet to be a bad omen, if anything she was just an early warning system. How early depended on when she got to you if she bothered to at all. Lately she was content to stay by Jonas’ side, especially after the kidnapping incident. She was practically glued to his hip when, at least when she wasn’t chasing reindeer away from the store. Her rivalry with them seemed to outweigh her desire to keep an eye on her boy. “Perhaps if our um business plan goes well then they will get to see more of each other. Blue is in need of more dog friends, of course when he is um not busy working.” Jonas would never suggest the other let their service dog play with Blue while he was helping the blind person. 

“That sounds like a wonderful idea.” Jonas tucked his hands into his pocket and pulled out a notebook jotting a few things down, “I um… We can always schedule a later date to go over the finer details.” Blue, noticing her new friend was no longer in the action, huffed and trotted over to Jonas complaining the whole way. Jonas shook his head and ruffled Blue’s fur, “It is okay to take a break Blue, we will get it um eventually.” The large dog whined and leaned on her boy eliciting a small ‘oof’ from him. Eventually Jonas settled for wrapping his arms around her neck and writing in his notebook that way.  “Brutus is a very pretty dog.” He commented letting the other person know he hadn’t forgotten about them, “I am um just writing down some ideas for later.” 

The bagel realizing it was being ignored began to circle the small group trying to get their attention. It wasn’t ready to stop having fun and started hopping in front of the dogs. “Oh please it is time to stop now. I um do not mean you, the bagel is… Well being the bagel.” Jonas wasn’t sure how else to really explain what the bread was up to. It’s laugh was starting to die down into frustrated grumbles. 

Alistair nodded their head slowly as Jonas spoke to the size of Blue. “Well there’s always more to a dog than their size, no?” they asked, tilting their head to the side with a lofted brow. “I’m sure she’s great. And between you and me, Brutus could use a friend.” A soft smile broke out across their face, nodding. “Even if our business plan doesn’t prevail, I’m sure the two of them will say that this meeting was a success.” Alistair pointed down to Brutus, who was aggressively wagging his tail at the chance to get to interact with Blue again. They could feel the whacking of their dog’s tail against their shin.

“I would love to not talk business any longer, seeing as how there’s a bagel on the loose.” Alistair wiggled their fingers with wide eyes behind their large lenses. “I think you’ll find that talking with my business partner much easier than with me. She’s the one with the big ideas, I’m just the one that goes along for the ride.” They shrugged a shoulder, a smug look on their face. “Why thank you,” Alistair responded in kind to the compliment for their dog. “He’s a black lab mixed with a Burnese mountain dog. So big and fluffy.” They grinned, patting the whining dog’s head.

A brow lofted in amusement as Jonas told them to stop, and chuckled as Jonas quickly corrected himself. “I think the bagel is not at all being a bagel, dear boy.” Alistair was quick to respond with, amusement laced in their features. “I think I know the answer to our problem.” They spoke, pointing down to Brutus who was all but ready to pounce on the thing again. “Brutus.” They spoke in a commanding tone, which immediately drew the dog’s attention. “Fetch.” They let go of the lead, and Brutus immediately sprung into action. Before the bagel could so much as react, Brutus chomped down on the bagel. The thing screamed as it was torn into pieces, giving Brutus a much deserved snack. “There. Bagel gone.” Alistair exclaimed with a mischievous grin etched onto their face.

“Oh of course they should be friends!” Jonas was more than happy to have Blue gain another friend. The big dog wagged her tail in response to Brutus’s enthusiasm. “We will have to make sure we set up a playdate for them, I am sure they would love to go to the park together.” He tucked the notebook into his pocket and ruffled Blue’s fur. Luna and Auggie were good friends but having one that was a dog would be something special. Or Jonas hoped so, he knew it was special to have a friend that understood the same things you did. 

Lil was always good for that, they knew each other better than anyone else and their shared experiences made it easier to approach her about things. Although he seemed to be doing that less and less these days, perhaps to avoid burdening her with anymore than she already had going on. Jonas knew she wouldn’t mind but he did. He didn’t want her to have to carry everything all of the time and right now Jonas had a lot to unload but he was doing his best not to think about it which made talking a lot harder than normal. As much as he wouldn’t like to admit it, the bagel was probably a good distraction. At least it was. 

Jonas’ hand went to his mouth as the bagel was dealt with swiftly as it had become a problem. “I um.. Well I suppose that takes care of that.” Now that the menace was dealt with he took in the state of the bakery and sighed. It was a mess and anything not packaged would have to be tossed. “I do not um mean to force you out, but I unfortunately have quite the mess to clean up. Oh! Let me uh get my card so your partner can contact me. I would not want you to leave without it.” He shuffled through the scattered rolls of bread and slipped behind the counter. Blue was sitting and waiting, tail wagging and silently praising her new friend for his speedy reaction. Jonas did not take long to return, “Here you are, if you um hold out your hand I can place it there for you.” He didn’t want to just grab a blind man or force something into his hand without permission. As lovely and the older gentlemen seemed to be, he was sure he wouldn’t take kindly to such an intrusion. “I am happy we can work together, and please feel free to come by again once I have had a chance to clean. I will um be much more free then.” 

Part of Alistair wanted to do right by Brutus, who seemed happy to finish the now very dead bagel and agree to a dog playdate. It was very seldom that his dog got to truly be a dog. “Maybe.” He finally said with a half-hearted smile. It was hard to get himself to leave his comfort zone from time to time, and the idea of going somewhere foreign where his dog couldn’t be his guide, it made him a bit worried. “Brutus, thig!” Alistair spoke, which immediately caused Brutus to trot over to his human with a wagging tail, back in work mode the moment that Gaelic was spoken. “I’m sure Brutus would have no qualms with it. I just am…” he sighed, shaking his head despite himself. “I’m just bad at doing things without him as my guide, is all. But he deserves to be a dog and not just a working dog.” He finally decided, giving a genuine smile. 

“If I had working eyes, I’d certainly help you out,” Alistair remarked as he held his hand out, the card swiftly deposited into his grasp. “I’ll be sure to reach out.” He spoke with a nod before heading toward the door. “Sorry about the evil bagel!” He called over his shoulder before walking out of the shop.  As soon as he was outside of the shop, Alistair made a face and looked down at Brutus. “Ye cannae fuckin’ behave yerself fer two fockin’ minutes, can ya?” His Scottish accent came out fully, truly astonished by Brutus’s behavior. “At least y’got the thing.” He decided, then headed on his way towards home, satisfied dog guiding the way with a wag of his tail.

[suzilight]

"In Lithuania, garlands made of wild flowers, healing herbs, and grasses are used in the solstice festival to adorn the head, decorate the homestead, float candles on the water, and burn in the bonfire."

"On the summer solstice, Lithuanians give kupole staffs to friends and neighbors to protect and bless their homes. Jonas showed us a kupole staff he had made with healing herbs: nettle (good for healing arthritis and a relaxation); wormwood (good for the nerves); southern wort (a nerve relaxant used to make absinthe liquor); mountain ash (considered a male plant, used in the celebration of St. John); and belladonna (a medicinal nightshade)."

"Next, he showed us decorative iron saule, which means “sun.” One had a circle, which represents the sun; branches which represent the tree of life; jagged thunderbolts; curved snakes; and roots representing the earth. In Lithuania, snakes are symbols of life. Gyvate means snake; gyvas means life. The first animals to appear from Mother Earth in the spring are the toad and the snake. Thunderbolts allude to the god of thunder who creates rain, and therefore gives life."

by Maggie Holtzberg