#Leah’s journal

[leahm2000]

Perfect way to spend a Saturday night

[leahm2000]

Blessing and a curse in my opinion

[fancyschmancyopinions]

LEAH JEFFERIES at the premiere of “Percy Jackson and the Olympians” on December 17th 2023 in New York City wearing GEORGES HOBEIKA

Leah looked beautiful at the premiere of her new TV series. I love that while the looks appropriate for a red carpet, it's a look that still bright and fun. It was a great look for someone young like Lea. The ombre of colors looked beautiful on the dress, and really popped against the black base of the dress. I loved her makeup and her natural hair looked beautiful. Congrats to Leah on her show!

[spicy-bunz]

So.

I’m making a bullet journal/companion book for stardew valley. Mostly for keeping character’s information all in one place, but I also want to put general information like the community bundles, and a place to track individual farms progression in the back.

I was wondering if anyone else has ever done this, or does a lot of fun journaling? If you have ideas or examples, pls share ❤️

[blackbackedjackal]

I'm getting the FR itch again.

[daenerys-targaryen]

have any of you ever tried online therapy and did it work? 👀

[yuukicyan]

Drum diary: new place, new rug.

Still trying to do things by ear so...yeah. Still having fun. Still obsessed with #BRMC Making things that make you feel. Good.

[rorygilmre]

the worst part about writing a thesis is that half of the research i need access to for my literature review isn’t accessible unless i want to pay $50+ per article 

[missmeinyourbones]

just came back from my m*ther’s house

[leahm2000]

Journal Entry

July 13, 2023

It’s my dad’s birthday week. A big one too. And I am not able to celebrate it with him. No he isn’t dead or anything like that. He, like the rest of my family, live several hours away. On top of this I found out some really impactful news that affects my family but they are all hours away. I feel like you all may need a back story for this. I am the oldest of several children. I have been and always will be the Guinea pig child. Because of this my ‘first’s are also my parents. I was the first to have a serious relationship. I was the first gen college student.I was and still am the first and only child to move out of my parents house (despite only a five year age difference between me and my youngest sibling). I not only moved out but I flew far away and intend on keeping it that way.

But sometimes, in the mist of my busy and wonderfully fulfilling life, I feel guilty. I feel guilty that I am so far away and that I miss so many things with my family. Yes I know everyone is happy for me and glad that I have ‘spread my wings and found my own nest’ but I’m still feeling guilty. My future children will not have the close relationship with my side of the family as I would wish them to have. The aunts that they are closet to will not be their biological ones but rather my best friends that I found all on my own.

I will not be there when/if something happens to my family members while on a fire call (we are all firefighters and have been for years). I will be the one who gets a phone call randomly to get some life altering news. Growing up I watch my cousins all slowly disappear out of my grandmothers life and how much it broke her. I watched them all have babies that are now double digits and she has only met once or twice despite countless attempts. I promised myself I would never do that to her, that she would know her great grand babies just as well as she knew me growing up. But here I am, several long hours away from her. ‘

No one talks about this guilt. No one talks about the mixed feelings you have when you look at your life and love everything about it but hate that your family is so far away

[17thmoon]

started a new stardew farm 🌾🌽🤎

[ecargmura]

Delusional Monthly Magazine Episode 3 Review - Dancing With The Furries

I feel like each episode is crazy and heck and today’s episode is no exception. It’s has little action, but it was still crazy as heck. Who would’ve thought an episode revolving around theater would be…”over-scientific”?

The magazine editors try to solve an issue about a popular theater actor’s sudden insistence to sing, which is tanking his popularity. Not only does it happen in the middle of his performances, it also happens when he’s out in public. Hananosuke’s trigger to sing is caused by hearing the word love, whether it be in English or Japanese. The source of this issue is his ring, which happens to be a MOPart (I finally spelled that correctly). It turns out that it was a ring that he and his ex-girlfriend have but they broke up due to social standings. Because he couldn’t forget her, the MOPart is using his wavering feelings to make him sing about how much he longs for her.

It’s a straightforward scenario, but my favorite aspect was the part towards the end where Taro transforms and sudden, his Motarian form starts dancing with Goro, Saburo and the people inside the theater. I was expecting crazy action scenes, but we get a dance sequence. I was like “What” at first but then it became a hilarious scene.

I was surprised that the group flubbed hard when it came to retrieving the MOPart. I was expecting that the villains would swoop in and steal all of it in one go towards the end, but it’s nice to see villains accomplishing something this early on. The villain organization is called White Pegasus and the leader is Edward Chi. I’m assuming that Edward works for the last living Motarian.

Poor Taro, he almost got a match, but she cancelled. It makes sense as her decision to find someone was an impulsive choice. It’s too bad that we don’t really know what Leah is as a character as the episode is mainly focused on Hananosuke. I was surprised she was voiced by Ami Koshimizu, though. I do wonder why Jiro wants Taro to bomb his dates.

Speaking of voice actors, Katsuyuki Konishi voices Hananosuke. I was surprised because he rarely sings. I feel like since Demon Slayer, Konishi has been becoming more adventurous with the roles he gets. It’s like Uzui became a second awakening in his career of sorts. Since Demon Slayer, he has been voicing characters like Aryu from Blue Lock, who’s flamboyant and Nakashizu from Opus Colors, who is very soft-spoken. The fact that Hananosuke is someone who bursts out singing at every instance really does show that his voice actor is really trying new things and seems to be enjoying it.

I do wonder what will happen now that the MOPart is in enemy hands. Will Noin and Perch transform like Taro? Will there be fight scenes between furries? I want to see what will happen next. What are your thoughts on this episode?

[thebiggerbear]

"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that." - Dean Winchester Prompt Response

Summary: You and Dean refuse to speak to one another after an argument and Sam has finally had enough.

A/N: Prompt from @creativepromptsforwriting (#941). I loved writing this but I always love it when it comes to Dean. 😊 And of course, I couldn't resist when it came to Sam in the end. Brothers, gotta love 'em. ;)

Thank you to my beta @rieleatiel for her services. You rock, girl!

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Female!Reader; Dean Winchester x Female!Huntress!Reader

Warnings: mentions of implied sex

Word Count: 1449

Taglist: @avada-kedavra-bitch-187

Dean Taglist: @heartlessdelusions; @nancymcl; @brightlilith

Jensen Taglist: @samanddeaninatrenchcoat; @deansbbyx

"I hate you." "You have a weird way of showing that."

Soldier Boy version ✨ Beau version ✨ Jenny version ✨ Jason version ✨ Tom version ✨ CJ version ✨ Rachel version ✨ Anael version ✨ SDV Leah version ✨ Alec version

Dean snuck a glance at you only to quickly look away when you looked up from your lore book. In return, you snuck a peek at him but pretended you were looking at something else when he lifted his head from one of the hunter’s journals he’d found in storage. 

Sam had watched this infuriating dance happen at least twelve times by now and it was getting on his last nerve. At first, he thought it was hopeful. Then heartbreaking. Now it was just damn aggravating, more so because he knew his older brother was being his usual stubborn self. All he needed to do was come out and apologize already, and Dean knew that yet still refused to budge an inch.

You and Dean had gotten into an argument during the last hunt. He’d been upset that you had taken on three vamps by yourself—something you had done back in your high school days, along with killing other creepy things that slithered out of the dark. You were perfectly capable of taking care of yourself, which you had proven multiple times, and you knew when to ask for help. Dean didn’t want to hear it, claiming you could have been killed had he and Sam not been close by. You both dug in your heels no matter what Sam said, and you two were still at an impasse, giving each other the silent treatment. Still, that didn’t stop the longing glances Dean gave you when you weren’t looking, or the sad looks you gave him when he was none the wiser. It was driving Sam nuts. He had never met two people who were so stubborn—aside from his parents, of course—and now that he thought about it, stubborn or not, you and Dean were well-suited for one another.

“You know,” Sam broke the silence. “At some point, you two are going to have to talk to each other again.”

Dean shot him a surreptitious glare. You had no problem offering a withering glare of your own.

“Look,” Sam continued. “Y/N is right, she can take care of herself and if she needs our help, she’ll say something.” At your triumphant smile, Dean’s gaze darkened.

“No one asked you to butt in, Sammy,” he warned.

Sam nearly rolled his eyes. “If I don’t, this won’t get resolved because you both are too hard-headed to make the first move. Y/N,” Your eyes darted over to him. “My idiot brother won’t say it but the reason he got upset is because he’s scared.”

Dean’s free hand clenched into a fist and he gave a subtle shake of his head. Sam ignored him and continued, “He’s scared something is going to happen to you and he won’t be there to stop it. That’s why he freaked out that night. He’s not trying to tell you what to do or be a controlling jerk. He just wants you to be safe, that’s all.”

You bit your lip and turned your attention to Dean, who suddenly seemed very interested in the book in his lap. “Is that true?”

After a moment, he ground out, “Yeah. It’s true.”

You stood up, letting the book in your own lap fall to the ground with a heavy thud, and made your way over to Dean. You ripped the book out of his hands, tossed it to the floor, ignored Sam’s irritation at your carelessness with such old tomes, and crawled into Dean’s lap, his hands instantly coming around you to support you. You wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned down to kiss him. You felt him immediately begin to relax under your touch and only when his lips were completely pliant and moving with yours did you pull back, staring into his green eyes.

“Why couldn’t you just tell me that?”

He slid his hand up your back and to your hair, tenderly rubbing the strands between his fingers. “I don’t know. I just… That vamp had you in a hold and it scared the crap out of me when I couldn’t reach you fast enough. What if he had gotten more of a drop on you? What if—”

You gently placed your fingers against his lips, stopping him from finishing that question. “He didn’t. I killed my first vamp at 12, took out my first nest when I was 16. Hunting’s in my blood just as much as it is yours. I know what I’m doing.” You ran your fingers through his hair reassuringly, scratching at his scalp, and watched him lean into the touch. “But if you want, we can talk about it. We’ll come up with a plan that makes you feel better and works for both of us. Okay?”

He gave you a dopey smile that melted your heart. The magic touch had worked; the tension from before had finally lifted. “Okay, baby. Sounds good to me.”

You kissed him again, this time with a little more passion. “You know what else sounds good?” You murmured to his lips when you both needed a breath.

Those green eyes you loved so much immediately lit with an all-too familiar fire. “Do tell.”

You leaned in and whispered your plan into his ear, making sure Sam wouldn’t overhear. By the time you pulled back, he was grinning like crazy. Clearing his throat, he helped you off of his lap and back onto your feet as you both turned to face Sam, a mischievous smirk fighting its way onto your face. You knew that would get him going.

“Actually, I just remembered I left the…stove on in the kitchen. And Y/N here has to go call Jody to���give her an update on the case and how it’s going.”

Sam gave you both a look; he wasn’t buying it. You turned and gave the same look to Dean. He really hadn’t come up with anything better than that? “I hate you.”

“You have a weird way of showing that,” he teased, subtly rubbing up against you and smirking. This man was so lucky you loved him.

You shook your head and looked away, your cheeks growing hot. The bastard was turning you on even more and he knew it. It’d been almost two weeks, the longest you’d gone without since — well, since meeting him.

Sam was the one to clear his throat this time. “Whatever. Happy you both are talking to one another again. Now, go do what you’re going to do but just not in front of me, please. Okay? And you’re welcome.”

Dean shot Sam a look but he was too happy to care what Sam was intimating about his being the one who settled things between the two of you. He gave his younger brother a wide smile. “If you need us, we’ll be…” He trailed off, gesturing to the hallway that led to the rooms.

“Oh my God,” you muttered in embarrassment as you grabbed his hand and pulled him after you.

“Oh, hey!” Sam yelled. “Keep out of my room this time, Dean. I mean it!”

“Yeah, yeah,” Dean called back.

You had just turned the corner when Dean immediately had you up against the wall, kissing you passionately and picking you up, prompting you to wrap your legs around his waist. When you pulled back for air, your brow furrowed in confusion at seeing Dean move past his door. “Dean,” you panted. “Where are you going? You just passed your room.”

“Yeah,” he chuckled.

“Okay, then where are you taking me?”

His smirk was so wicked you knew what the answer was before he said it. “Sammy’s room.”

“Dean, are you kidding me? No!”

“Relax, we won’t be in there long.”

“You know how upset he was last time and he just said—”

Dean came to a stop and kissed the crap out of you, effectively silencing you. You may have been a little dazed when he finally let you get some air. “He’s got the better bed and I want the very best for you, baby.” He then gave you a salacious smirk and leaned in. “Plus I know how much you love that headboard.”

He waggled his eyebrows at you as certain memories replayed in your mind. You were able to hold onto that headboard for a long time, it held you up well, and same for Dean…oh shit. Sorry, Sam.

“What are you waiting for?” You bit out impatiently, slipping your tongue into his mouth and swallowing his chuckle. As he walked you into Sam’s room, shutting and locking the door behind him, you made a mental note to later google the hell out of this headboard and find one for Dean’s bed.

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[honey-crypt]

more elliott hcs while i finish up my literature review for my research assistantship <3

fav dessert is red velvet cake with chocolate frosting

broke his toe while moving his piano into the cabin

gifts the farmer a fresh bouquet of flowers on the first day of each season after they get married

can sing very well but only sings when he's drunk (he has stage fright when it comes to performing)

takes his kids to the cabin during the summer season so the farmer can work uninterrupted and he can spend more quality time with the kids

his mom has red hair and his kids with the farmer also have red hair (the recessive gene is fighting for its life); the kids do inherit the farmer's eyes and smile, though

has a small cut on his lip from the time a tea cup broke while he was drinking from it

not the best at farming but he does a lovely job when it comes to caring for the orchard, which happens to be his favorite spot on the farm

wins the ice fishing competition by a small margin one year because willy accidentally drops his rod in the water (many tears are shed that day)

once in a blue moon, he can be found at the altar of yoba; he only prays in dire circumstances, such as the times the farmer was rushed to the clinic after a bad encounter in the mines or skull carven

he gifts the farmer a journal on their first wedding anniversary, it's filled with poems and journal entries from the day they got married to the present

curses like a sailor, thanks to willy

asks leah to be the aunt to his kids after the birth of his first kid (she immediately says yes)

he has been pinched by crabs on multiple occasions, the worst time was on ginger island and a crab pinched his nipple (he wears a rash guard to the next 3 or so outings to the island)

[blackbackedjackal]

I was having the "I'm not good enough" art feelings and feeling insecure about starting a Patreon for my work (taxidermy or otherwise). I've just had this burning drive to work on Strawberry Moon but idk if I'm feeling shy or nervous because I've put so much passion into the project. Been nervous to share because I was afraid I was gonna be annoying yelling about my ocs and lore.

But then I had a super annoying talk with my mother who has yet to take any of my career choices seriously and thinks I don't have future plans or ambitions (because she never listens when I tell her what all I have going on). So that kicked me into at least wanting a space for some art and lore I'm still shy about sharing publicly.

[daenerys-targaryen]

i think the pipeline from #leah rambles being banned ➡ me becoming a journal girl makes a lot of sense.