#Nevin is also my baby

[taterforlife]

Well, then. I think "The Ancient Magus Bride" may be just one of my favorite animes of all time.

...I'm not crying, YOU'RE crying.

[rumplestiltsbear]

MORE PALESTINE FUNDRAISERS

i decided to compile all the asks in my inbox into a few posts, here is the second one ~

@somaiahassansworld // gofundme // vetted by @ gaza-evacuation_friends // €1,612 raised of €50,000 goal // hassan and his wife got married 4 days before the war started on october 7th, now they're trying to rebuild their family.

@abedallhferwanagaza // gofundme // vetted by femme infitada on instagram // €7,866 raised of €35,000 goal // ola ferwana has three kids, one of whom was born during the war. her husband left for egypt a few days before october 7th, and he hasn't met their youngest child yet

@yousef-falestinef // gofundme // vetted by @ 90-ghost // $23,541 raised of $40,000 goal // falestine gave birth to her child during the war and hasn't been able to get access to medicine, milk, diapers, etc. her parents are also suffering from chronic illness

@baker-family // gofundme // vetted by @ 90-ghost // €23,900 raised of €25,000 goal // ashraf and his wife have a 1-year-old son named bakr, who is suffering from malnutrition and skin diseases. they only need about €1,100 to reach their goal!

@abdelmutei // gofundme // vetted by @ 90-ghost // €13,288 raised of €25,000 goal // abdel, his wife, and their two year old daughter had their home destroyed and have been displaced twice.

@nevinalser // gofundme // vetted by @ gaza-evacuation-funds // €2,052 raised of €50,000 goal // nevin gave birth during the war. she no longer has milk for her baby and can't afford to buy it

@yahya-abu-zour // gofundme // vetted by @ gazavetters // €3,407 raised of €35,000 goal // yehia and her kids have evacuated north of gaza, but her kids are still suffering from panic attacks and gastrointestinal and respiratory diseases

@hamdishiltawi // gofundme // vetted by @ el-shab-hussein // €1,932 raised of €20,000 goal // hamdi was studying economics before the war, as well as running a small business. he's had to move seven different times and currently doesn't have good access to food and water.

@familygazaamal // gofundme // vetted by @ gazavetters // $1,455 raised of $30,000 goal // shaima is the mother of 4 kids. her husband traveled to egypt two weeks before the war to get medicine and they haven't seen him since

@emanabosedo // gofundme // vetted by association through @abdalhadiaburas, who was vetted by @ el-shab-hussein. // $1,251 raised of $50,000 goal // iman's house and office were destroyed. she and her kids have been uprooted by the war and they're currently refugees in another city

@ehabsstuff // gofundme // unvetted, but people have done image searches and haven't found any duplicates. seems legit // €2,950 raised of €50,000 goal // motaz used to live in the south of gaza but had to evacuate. he has not been able to get basic necessities like food, medicine, etc

@wafaaresh6 // gofundme // vetted by @ 90-ghost // $24,388 raised of $50,000 goal //wafa and her family are/have been suffering from diseases like hepatitis and gastroenteritis, with little access to healthcare.

@yosef-hussin // gofundme // vetted by @ 90-ghost // $12.637 raised of $50,000 goal // yousef lives in the us but his sister's family, including two young kids, are in dire need of evacuation

REMEMBER IT COSTS ABOUT 5-7 THOUSAND DOLLARS PER PERSON TO EVACUATE TO EGYPT! And on top of that, people need to subside day to day while they are still stuck in Gaza. PLEASE DONATE AND SHARE

[crystalkitty1220]

You underestimate me, CK. I only have more questions now.

What was Nevin doing to try to save Drew? Is he okay after some of his branches got crushed in the fight? Will he ever manage to come back or is Nevin just deep in denial?

Overall I really like your au, and I’m happy to see you again too! Your monthly posts are always nice.

I don't know what warnings to do this time so I'm just gonna say that if you couldn't read the fic thing, do not proceed. Also because spoilers ig.

First I'd like to reiterate that the second part of that fic thing was very experimental. So nothing about that is certain whatsoever and I was mostly just going for vibes for it, to test out the potential bad ending that I really want to make work somehow. So I can give you some hypothetical answers, but unless I can successfully make most of the other events in that ending not horribly out-of-character, that ending might not even be real. The entire bad ending is based on this one bit of animation I have in my head and am very slowly drawing out. I'm hoping if I can show how cool it looks I won't have to justify the character actions /hj. I also just do not have any ideas for another ending so I am desperately trying to make 'twist' villain Isaac Beamer somehow work. That's most of the reason that I'm focusing so hard on curses and such right now; getting the essentials done will make writing the story a little easier. Maybe when I finally have a curse for Dez (I'm accepting suggestions; Echos and I have nothing), I'll magically have a whole new ending thought up.

Anyway, hypothetically, Drew's probably fine after the fight. It was painful, yeah, but the branches will grow back.

Now I'll move onto the things centered around the first half, since that one's a little more final.

Drew probably can't come back? I mean, it could be cool if there's some kind of ritual to move his consciousness somewhere else, but his body's irreparable.

You didn't ask but I'll also add that he and the branches can be killed, via burning or something like that, but Nevin's not likely to let that happen.

Nevin is very deep in denial, and for the most part doesn't have any ideas other than praying and such. He refuses to move on from Drew's loss for a few reasons. First of all, of course, Drew's his twin brother. Secondly, ever since the incident, his life has basically entirely centered around it. The incident is what made him turn to religion (and just so he can keep the extra bit of trauma, in place of his step-mom we'll say the first couple churches weren't exactly kind about his curse - or his being gay, for that matter), and religion is obviously why he thinks the branches are a miracle keeping Drew alive. The incident is why he became homeschooled and rarely left his house for so much of his life, and started hyper-focusing on Drew instead of making connections or getting hobbies. Speaking of hobbies, his curse in general also made it difficult to start any of those. Most of his life has just been getting control of his powers, religious stuff, thinking about Drew, repeat (though Grandma Jovel was eventually successful in getting him interested in cooking and spoken poetry). So he can't fathom the idea of letting Drew go.

When he meets Chris, Nevin gets really excited about the possibility that Chris or Charlie could communicate with Drew, and from there they could work something out. So Nevin starts hanging around Chris, invites him over, and you've seen the rest. Info-dumping about Drew was basically Nevin trying to get Chris to see why this is so important. He could just say "he's my baby brother and i love him and you should love him too", but in true writer fashion, he takes the "show, don't tell" route.

So, yeah, that's basically the closest thing Nevin has had to a plan. I mean, now that I brought up the idea of there being some sort of demonic ritual to transfer souls or whatever, it could be cool to have Nevin go against his morals and try demony stuff, but then I'd have to add so many more eggpire fansongs onto my curse!ibvs playlist. I've already got five, I don't think I should go any deeper.

[mxrtified777]

okay, i completely switched gears to somewhat coherent ideas, thoughts, and rambling instead of an essay. this doesn't really have anything new or groundbreaking, its more or less just me thinking out loud about nevin; so here, take what ive written in the last 2 hours

☆ I don’t believe that Nevin has the textbook-definition of a victim complex; he’s obviously going to be more complex than the first google result of a Victim Complex/Mentality, but he absolutely shares behaviors and tendencies with said textbook-definitions. He has been shown to deflect blame (“I’m sorry you feel…” / “I-I… It wasn’t a fight, I didn’t hit him, he…”), as well as (seemingly) having a tendency to catastrophize (“...No… but Nevin tends to assume the worst,...”). A key difference between him and a typical victim mentality is his optimism. He believes that things can and will get better and that he has control over elements in his own life. (“I wouldn’t say it’s too late.” / “The only way to go is forward. As someone who has lived in four different states, things aren’t going to stay the same forever.”) He’s hyper-vigilant about possible threats due to negative past experiences, particularly about people (loud coughing Edward). This is shown through Nevin complaining about Drew’s choice of friends, both being people that Nevin actively dislikes and doesn’t trust. (“Is that fucking Quinton?” … “Where the hell are you going with him? / “I said, I'll tell you later,” … “I can’t talk about this right now.” / “Have you been hanging around him behind my back?”)

☆ Nevin doesn’t actively use his trauma to elicit sympathy from others. The thing that separates Nevin from a victim complex the most is intention. He isn’t like “boohoo im so traumatized no one likes me let me do what i want im so damaged”. When he’s talking about his personal hardships and emotions (a rare occurrence) he’s not doing it to manipulate others into feeling sorry for him, he’s literally just sharing how he feels. So his feelings of being a victim are internal for the most part, but. I mean. Yeah, he was the victim

☆ Chris’s tendency to be blamed for things paired with Nevin’s tendency to deflect blame is. It's not going to be fun. Because yes, Chris is a pushover, but he didn’t hesitate to call out Nevin for being unreasonable in their bathroom screaming match. What I'm wondering is how/if this will alter as their relationship develops; will Chris become more tolerant of Nevin’s unjust behavior? Will Chris call him out for outbursts like this in the future, and will Nevin take offense to it?

☆ This is why you do your research, kids. So you don’t prepare for 5 hours for an essay and then you realize your topic makes no sense and can’t actually be proven

☆ Nevin lashing out when offered help by Drew (“What do you think you’re doing?... / “I’m healing you. What do you think?” / “You shouldn’t have. I did this to myself.”) is also considered to be a common behavior for people with a victim mentality. This scene also makes me wonder about how Nevin reacts to being helped/assisted, and a step further than that, being coddled/babied. He’s been the caregiver all his life. He’s been the protector; suddenly, having the tables being flipped on him where he’s the one being cared for is gonna be fun to watch. Like don’t get me wrong, Grandma Jovel is an awesome parent, nothing but unconditional love for her, but it’s obviously gonna be different coming from say Drew or Chris, and it’s also gonna be different between those two as well. We’ve already seen Drew be kind of that way with Nevin, at the end of their argument (“You’re not alone, Nevin. You have me,” … “Even so… I do need to be a part of this because I love you, and I don’t want you to feel alone.” / “Drew, stop that…” … “You’re going to make me cry, too.”)

thanks for coming to what i spent a collective 6 hours on today, im gonna return to being Silly with my boys now

[jeezymcjeezerson]

I thought this was kinda funny from the last isward one you made but Isaac x Edward x drew??

My babies aaaaaahhh

Isaac, Edward, and Drew were all over at Isaac’s place playing video games since he was the only owned a bunch of games they liked on his Nintendo. It was pretty late but they didn’t care as they played Mario cart. Eventually the three finished the game and were taking a break.

“Should we play Mario party after this?” Isaac asked as Edward shrugged. “Whatever you want, I don’t mind what we really play.” Edward said as he leaned back against the pillows. “I was thinking Mario Party.” Drew said as he also leaned back against the pillows since all of them were sitting up the whole time and their backs hurt. “Don’t you need four players for that?” Edward asked as Isaac also joined them. “I don’t know, we’ve only played it with Chris and Nevin but I wonder if we can play three player.” Isaac said.

“Alright enough Mario party, the king of Mario cart-“ Edward pointed to himself. “-Has to stretch.” Edward moved himself so he was lying down on Isaac and Drew’s laps and stretched. “Oh noo, I can’t move now.. I’m trapped.” Isaac dramatically announced and put his hand to his head as Drew chuckled and scratched Edward’s scalp. “The king of Mario cart has trapped the losers.” Drew added jokingly as they all laughed at the stupid joke.

[saralayne]

This Love ~ Part 111 🩵💜

Perfect Proposal

Tim plans the perfect proposal for Lucy.

Tim had the ring safely locked in his desk. He didn’t want too many people knowing as he was afraid someone would slip up. Angela and Tamara knew because they both had helped Tim pick out the perfect ring. He had many ideas about the proposal. One thing really stuck out to him as it held defining moments for them. Tamara was really busy with final exams. As much as Tim wanted her to be involved, school was more important. Tamara had worked so incredibly hard and there was no way he was letting Tamara lose any focus. He promised her they would have a special dinner, the three of them. A family dinner when her finals are over.

Tim had finally decided on the place where he was going to pop the big question. He had asked Angela to meet him to finalize the details. He had at first thought to have a private, intimate moment. On second thought. Their Wilshire family had been such a fixture in both of their lives, it was only right they would be there for the big moment. Angela was going to set up a romantic setting in the chosen spot. The proposal was set to go on Friday. Tim and Lucy had plans for date night on Friday after shift. They always made sure to prioritize date nights on nights when they had a few days off. It was Thursday night and Tim had to work into the night or so that’s what he told Lucy. He had told Lucy he would be home late. He was actually finished work well before. Tim asked Angela to come to the station to set up. Angela walking into her best friends office with many, many bags in tow.

“Lopez. Is this a little excessive?”

“Are you kidding me Bradford? This is the most important moment of your life, well until the actual wedding. This moment should also be perfect for Lucy. She is only going to do this once. We need to pull out all the stops. She deserves this moment and so do you”

“You are right. She deserves the world. I just hope I can give her everything she deserves”

“Tim. Look. You are going to have arguments. You’re going to fight. It’s not always going to be perfect. No marriage is. At the end of the day, no matter how big the fight is. You and Lucy will always choose one another and fight for each other. That is how you and Lucy will stand the test of time. Now, let’s set this up.

Tim called Lucy to tell her an emergency had come up for Metro and wouldn’t be coming home. He would be at the station for the night. He would see her in the morning. Lucy hated sleeping alone now without Tim but she knew it came with the territory from time to time. When she made the five player trade to get him into Metro, there was going to be nights like this. Lucy told him she loved him and she would see him in the morning. Also, adding how much she was looking forward to date night. Tim was hoping they would have a lot to celebrate on date night.

Lucy loved Tim in his Metro gear. She always says it shows Tim’s hunkiness. Given the proposal was going to be at the station. He wouldn’t be able to convince Lucy to dress up to come into work without raising suspicion. Tim wearing his Metro gear was a perfect fit. Everything was all set. Tim had promised Tamara he would have someone video the proposal so she could watch.

Family of Wilshire including Grey, Luna, Angela, Nyla, Aaron, Celina and Tim’s new found Metro family all gathered to witness this moment. Tim triple checked he had grabbed the ring from his desk. He was incredibly nervous, continuously thinking he had forgotten the ring but it was safe and sound in his pocket. Lucy was due to arrive in 15 minutes. She would always arrive early before she changed into her uniform and head to roll call. She liked to take her time and finish her latte she would routinely get from Nevin’s on her way to work.

From: Tim (Babe)

To: Lucy (My Love)

“Good morning, baby. I missed you last night. I am getting in a last minute workout in the gym. Come see me before you change for shift. Would love to see you before your day starts”

From: Lucy (My Love)

To: Tim (Babe)

“I would love to see your sexy ass before I start. I really missed you last night. I really don’t like waking up alone in the mornings. See you soon, babe”

Tim had decided to use the Wilshire gym for this moment. It was a special place for the couple. Tim still looks back, way back to when Lucy had only been his rookie for a short time but she still showed him how much she cared for him. Tim was preparing to take the Sergeant exam and had been stressed with studying. This was hard for Tim. As he was working his frustrations out on a punching bag. There she was. Had spent hours making him an audio book. She had learned from Isabel that Tim was not a visual learner rather a audible learner. Lucy, his boot had spent so much time making him an audio book. He thought about the fact that was a defining moment for them and that’s when he realized Lucy was going to change his life in some way. Then, his mind wandered over to another time in the same gym. Lucy was trying to move forward from the horrific ordeal she went through with Caleb. The aftermath was haunting her. Tim found her going to town on a punching bag, releasing her anger and emotions. It broke Tim seeing how much she was struggling. What she had been through was beyond traumatizing and would have broken many cops. Lucy was different. Her strength was like no one else. Tim wanted her to see that. As he threw her moonstone ring towards her. That ring was how he found her on that fateful day. Telling Lucy she could use what she went through as a sentiment to how strong and brave she is. She had survived. Had fought for her life. Caleb was the one dead and she is still here. That gym was a special place.

Lucy walked into the gym. It seemed kinda dark at first. “Tim, are you here?” Then as she walked around the corner. She was in shock. As she saw bright white, twinkling lights hanging off the walls. There was a trail of rose petals leading up to where the punching bag hung. As she looked up, seeing her boyfriend in his Metro uniform. Noticing everyone standing around Tim. Lucy was both speechless and confused.

“Tim, what’s going on?”

“Oh this. Nothing, I just wanted to ask you a question”

Lucy continued to walk towards her boyfriend.

As she reached Tim. Where she was standing directly in front of him. Tim was gazing into her beautiful brown eyes.

Tim was on one knee. Lucy gasped while covering her face with her hands. Tears forming in her eyes. Was this really happening?

“Tim, what is happening? Lucy whispering

‘Luce, I know you’re usually the talker but can you just not for once and let me talk” everyone laughing simultaneously

“Lucy Chen. I never thought when I got a new boot. A hit shot rookie who talked way too much all while belting out Taylor Swift that she would turn my whole world upside down. I was hard on you. A grumpy old man. Over time you brought me out of the darkness. You made me a better man. A changed man. Lucy, you are my brightest light. When I see you or hear your voice, I think of sunshine. You are without a doubt the best thing that had ever happened to me. You are my soulmate. My world. My rock. I never thought I could feel a love like this. I am so crazy in love with you. We have been through so much and with everything you are always there by my side. You are my forever. With that being said there is nothing I want more than to make you my wife. Lucy Chen, will you marry me?

“YES. YES. A million times YES”

As everyone was clapping and cheering. Tim and Lucy were sharing their first passionate kiss as an engaged couple.

“I think this belongs to you” Tim lifting the beautiful ring out of its velvet box. Placing the ring on her left hand ring finger.

“Tim, this ring is so beautiful”

“Well, I had to get a ring to match you. Beautiful. I saw it and knew it was the perfect ring. Also, had sidekicks beside me who were in complete agreement. Angela and Tamara helped”

As everyone gave the happy couple congratulatory hugs. Lucy was on top of the world. Thinking of how this beautiful moment was shared with everyone they love.

“OK. As happy as this moment is. Time for roll call or night shift might have our heads on a platter. Oh, and congratulations to you two. It’s about damn time” Grey added

“Ok, fiancée. I better get ready for work. I love you and cannot wait to properly celebrate tonight”

“Be safe out there. No hurting yourself. I have plans for us tonight” whispering Tim

“Bring it Bradford”

As Lucy changed into her uniform. She placed her new ring in her locker. Staring at how beautiful it is. Also, seeing how the ring represents something priceless. Her future with Tim. The love of her life. She would soon be Mrs. Bradford and nothing made her happier than that thought.

[fearless-beggar]

The writers every time Nic breathes

[awilddreamermain]

Okay okay to those few who wanted to hear about my original book characters (@janshu @doinmybesthere @suedebunn ) I'll tell you a little bit about my favorite ones and I'm so sorry this is messy but I'm doing it while I think about it.

Lorelei

Okay so 🥺 she's actually my first character ever and I made her when I was 11. Originally this novel was gonna be a board game because I was bored and had no friends, I carried around a binder with doodles and info and POOF here she is today:

· human turned demigod, how is a secret but her "mother" or patron goddess is Freyja.

· has ungodly strength, could literally level mountains and throe her mans Halvar through a wall no sweat.

· she has this special horn that can summon bears within 15 miles of her to come to her rescue and fight with/for her

· she's the leader of the "save the worlds or die trying" group, because y'know, fictional mythological apocalypse aka Ragnarok

· She's 5'5, blonde, shit ton of freckles, a total cutie and you wouldn't know she has a temper at first glance. Say something rude to her, see what happens. Better yet, compliment her ass and get your face caved in with her fist.

· Zeus is scared of her lmao and has tried to kill her because of it

· she's Norwegian and Irish, her mom doesn't know a lick of her English. Spoiler alert: her mom dies and become a Valkyrie. It's okay, it's not much of a spoiler.

· I actually gave her one of my distant relative's last names, McGarrah.

· look up k.els.ey on Instagram, scroll until you see blonde hair and that's who I modeled her after.

· she has a mink companion 🥺

· I love her so much

Halvar

I actually have a piece of art of him made by a friend a long time ago but I sadly don't have any way to credit her so if you wanna see, dm me? I guess? He's a hottie—

· anyway, he's half human and half orc, his dad was an ugly fuck bit Hal is 😩😩

· he's 7'2, imagine the height difference between him and Lori. Did I mention he's a big beefy himbo?

· he's a literal sweetheart and mama's boy, sadly both his parents passed but uh, he killed his dad to save his mom. His dad was an abusive fuck.

· His patron god is Hephaestus, because Hal's a blacksmith for the demi gods (how he and Lori met)

· he was like a puppy following her around btw, she thought he was annoying at first but he grew on her

· literally had no idea how to talk to girls so he made the mistake of ssking Ares (yes, the god) and Ares told him to compliment what you like about them. Well, it was her ass, and he got a black eye for saying something about it.

· oh yeah he's green, with red hair and blue eyes. It used to be brown but Lori's eyes are brown and I wanted them different. Brock O'Hurn is his face claim!

Borak

Borak. He is so— ugh I LOVE him, what sucks is I can't draw and I can't decide on what he looks like. His face and voice claim is Tom Hiddleston, I don't mske the rules.

· HE CANNOT SIT IN CHAIRS FOR THE LIFE OF HIM.

· he's a dragon human hybrid, it's actually my own soecies but I low key forgot the name off the top of my head.

· poor baby was a gladiator slave 🥺 but he was freed by Ares. Yes, the god.

· he was also a bit of a sex slave for the empress of the empire he was forced to entertain. BUT Y'KNOW WHAT? HE WAS THE BEST IN THE ARENA. and he isn't a big beefy dude either, he's actually quite skinny but he's got muscle obviously. He's just really smart and fast.

· total flirt

· he falls in love with a nymph

· said nymph becomes his wife at some point

· he's vvvvvv protective of his student Nevin

I like to think of him with a black, tan, and brown color scheme with really cool Snake green eyes. He's got a tail, dragon feet, horns, and uh, used to have wings but they were kinda cute off my the empire. It was done when he was very young so he doesn't feel any pain.

· I actually came up with him listening to this song↓

But his theme is this:

Barrett

Charlie Hunnan (Hunnam?) Is who I think of when I picture Barrett, he's a werewolf btw. He's grumpy too so careful.

· Barrett is an acquired taste. He's brash and brutally honest, he's rude and angry and wants to constantly fight whoever pisses him off. However, he has his calm, sage moments.

· He's the son of the Beta of his pack

· His patron god is Thor, imagine how much he enjoys ale and women.

· He's introverted, prefers to be a lone wolf than be in a crowd unless he knows and trusts you.

· He taught Lori how to punch.

· Beast with an ax, he'll chop you into pieces

· He doesn't like Halvar. Maybe it's because he likes Lori 🤫

· Hr has a dog friend names Heath. They talk to each other.

[leverage-ot3]

notable moments from The Three Strikes Job

leverage 2.14

tara finishing nate’s drink so she wouldn’t have to deal with his bullshit and get him upstairs asap? iconic

- - - - -

Parker: So, is he gonna be okay?

Nate: Uh, they don't know.

Tara: Okay, this guy's a cop. You're thieves.

Nate: I'm not a thief! Bonnano is the cop that we tip off when we need to put the cuffs on a mark

we about to see nate turn a 180 in the next episode

- - - - -

Hardison: That's public corruption. There's practically no files on that thing.

Nate: That's it.

Hardison: No, no, these other two files -- they -- they involve violent criminals. This one -- this - it's government corruption.

Nate: No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no. That's it. That's it. Just...Check the shooting. Put up the scene. Okay, so, Bonnano - he goes to a remote location, alone, no backup. That means he knows his attackers and he's not expecting any trouble. Now, what did you just say? You said no files on it? So, Bonnano was keeping this investigation off the books.

Tara: Explains a secret meeting. Off hours, away from any witnesses.

Eliot: Cops are looking in the wrong place

- - - - -

Tara: So, what's our angle here? I haven't been with you guys very long, but taking someone down for attempted murder isn't something you normally do.

Nate: Listen, we come at him like any other mark. We flip over a rock in this guy's backyard, see what jumps out

- - - - -

[Bonnano’s House]

Eliot: Yeah, we're heading in now. You spend your weekends making these things, don't you?

Hardison: Yes, I do, and does anybody appreciate that?

[City Hall]

Parker: I do. I like the costumes. I wish I was there.

[Reelection Campain Event]

Parker, we need someone to sweep the mayor's office while he's here at the fundraiser.

[City Hall]

Parker: Fine. But I never get to do anything fun. (jumps off building)

- - - - -

Hardison: Hey. We are gonna search every inch of this carpet.

Cop: What am I looking for?

Hardison: Fibers, damn it. Fibers. And you -- you go search the bedroom and the bathroom for DNA. Get me a toothbrush, a hairbrush. I don't care if it's a nose trimmer. You bag it, tag it, and send it to the lab.

Cop: Um, th-- this carpet's made of fibers.

Hardison: Well, we're looking for other fibers -- suspicious fibers, fibers of crime. Damn! What'd they teach you at the academy, boy?! On my nerves.

eliot has to hide his smile when attention was turned to him ,,, he was lowkey very amused by hardison’s “fibers” shtick

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Tara (walking away): You can handle this. Just feed them a story.

Parker: No, I can't do that. I mean, I can, but Sophie usually walks me through this.

Tara: Okay, take a deep breath. If you're uncomfortable, use it. Make them feel uncomfortable. Here's what you tell them.

Secretary: Who are you?

Parker: Peggy Marwood. Friend of Brad's.

Secretary: You can't just barge in here. Do you have an appointment?

Parker: Yeah, actually, I do. That's what this is all about. I sort of missed my appointment, if you know what I mean. (patting her stomach) Yeah. I, uh, sort of, uh, met Brad at the, uh...

Tara: National Mayors conference.

Parker: ...National Mayors conference...

Tara: In Vegas....

Parker: In Vegas... about six to eight weeks ago. Is that his family? (picks up picture from desk) Oh, they don't have any weird genetic...Things, do they?

Secretary: I'm sorry. The mayor didn't mention anything to me about this.

Tara: All right, now make her think you're gonna leave.

Parker: No problem. I'm just gonna go sit out there with everybody, and I might need a wastebasket, though, 'cause I'm feeling a little (gags) you know what I mean?

Secretary: No! You should wait in here... Okay....In that chair right there, away from everyone who might... see you.

Parker: Thanks. (to Tara) I owe you one.

Tara: Now, see? Trusting me is not so bad (parker smiles and gets up)

that’s very smart ??? iconic

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Tara: I don't know. Culpepper doesn't strike me as the type to order a hit, especially on something like a graft case. What's the big deal, you know? You get caught, you go on TV with your wife, you cry, you get re-elected.

Parker: Yeah, it's the American way.

Tara: Exactly.

Hardison: Nah, this guy’s been caught in the middle of a dozen corruption cases. Each time, he's walked away, and somebody else took the fall. This guy does not get caught.

call! america! OUT!!!

- - - - -

Nate: Classic con -- hook, pinch, and flip.

Tara: Hook the mayor with the idea we're gonna build a ballpark here on all this land that he owns.

Nate: That's right, and then pinch him for a bribe to guarantee he gets the action. Hardison tells me he runs a lot of gray money through his re-election campaign, so he'll take the bribe out of his re-election funds.

Tara: Which is a federal offense. All right, so once we nail the mayor for the bribe...

Nate: The flip, right? Yeah, when the heat comes down, whoever shot Bonnano cuts a deal, the mayor goes down

so now we know the hook, pinch, flip

- - - - -

Hardison: You got drafted in the sixth round right out of high school. Had a cup of coffee in the royals organization. Then you bounced around the minors, you bounced around the world, and, as we can see here, you made a very popular commercial for an energy drink in Japan.

Eliot (on screen): Super happy power go!

Hardison: It took me 13 hours.

Eliot: There's only one problem. I don't like baseball.

Hardison: What? E-everybody likes baseball.

Eliot: I don't like baseball, man. All right? I don't like any sport you can't score on defense. Football, hockey, even basketball, but baseball?

Hardison: I'm not even talking to you. (walks away)

Eliot: It's boring. Hey, wait. Can you play the commercial?

Eliot (on screen): Super happy power go

chaotic boyfriends

also this is literally my favorite thing ever ,,, eliot enjoys the video so much

- - - - -

Eliot: Yeah, that's right, run away. Faster you start panicking, the faster I can get out of here. (swings at ball, nearly hits the pitcher)

Pitcher: Whoa!

Eliot: This time with a little more heat.

his bashful lil smile when he realizes he might actually like baseball? he’s baby, your honor

- - - - -

Parker (into phone): Los Beavers me han entristecido con su traicion, Esteban.

Hardison: You speak Spanish?

Parker: Si.

Hardison: Seriously?

another one of parker’s MANY hidden talents

- - - - -

Culpepper: Oh. Oh, be still my heart -- If my heart were somewhere in my pants. This is a thing of beauty.

Aid: He's building a ballpark?

Culpepper: A riverfront ballpark.

two words: y’all NASTY

- - - - -

eliot’s hair in this one is MAJESTIC

- - - - -

[Crowd chanting “Roy” in the background]

Nate: All right, good news, bad news.

Tara: Good news?

Nate: The mayor's hooked. We're in the pinch.

Tara: Bad news?

Nate: I think we lost Eliot until the playoffs.

+ y’all best believe I hc that parker and hardison managed to go to one of their practices/games before the con was over

- - - - -

Eliot: You left early, man. Huh? Bottom of the ninth.

Hardison: Excuse your rudeness. I'm explaining the con. It's very complicated.

Eliot: Really? The mayor gives us a check, and we deposit it in some company you connected back to him. Looks like he's embezzling from his campaign funds. Bottom of the ninth, man. I hit a walk-off single, man. Crowd goes nuts.

Hardison: But that's -- that's not all there is, okay? We got -- there's - there's the Bonnano thing.

Eliot: What? We give Bonnano’s notes to the newspaper, man? They named a sandwich after me at T.J. Philbin's.

Parker: Ohh. Ooh.

Eliot: Huh?

Hardison: I'll give it to you, man. The sandwich thing is pretty cool. Is this a hoagie?

Eliot: No, man, it's a Reuben.

THEY DID THEIR HANDSHAKE!!! we love to see the ot3 in action

+ parker’s wearing a flannel again

- - - - -

Guard: Hey, aren't you Roy Chappell? Yeah, you hit the game-winner yesterday for the beavers. I was there with my kid.

Eliot: I did.

Guard: What are you doing here?

Eliot: It's Triple-A ball, so I got to have a day job, you know? Excuse me. Sorry. (closes door)

Guard (through window): Oh, hey, Roy? You mind? (hands him paper and pen) It's for my kid.

Culpepper: No, I don't mind, man.

Guard: All right. Thanks, Roy.

Hardison: Who are you right now?

Eliot: Hey, man, what do you want me to do?

Hardison: Huh? Seriously?

Eliot: Like a role model.

Hardison: Seriously?

Eliot: What? It's not my fault

HES SO HAPPY

also hardison nobody missed your little smile and thumbs up in the background when the guy approached eliot,,, we see your secret pride for him

this was a great happy eliot + hardison interaction

- - - - -

(nearby agent’s phone rings, Nevin’s answers)

Nevins: Who is it? Who's this?

Hardison: You come in, and we'll kill all the hostages.

Nevins: What hostages?

Hardison: Oh, you thought the mayor was the only one? No, look, we got a whole Sunday school of people up in here. We got old folks, we got nuns, and we got explosives. You come in, you make headlines. (hangs up)

Nevins: We got any eyes in there?

Agent: No.

Nevins: Any cameras?

Agent: Nothing.

Nevins (into radio): All right, we hold! We hold! They're not going anywhere. Call for backup. I want bomb squads, full assault team, snipers. They want to play rough... We play rough

- - - - -

Eliot: Look, he needs a distraction.

Parker: We did just find a box of ammo and explosives. Boom. I'm just saying.

Eliot: The problem is in the delivery.

Hardison: And a detonator.

(Parker and Eliot turn to look at truck)

Hardison: No. Mnh-mnh. No. Mnh-mnh-mnh-mnh. Mnh-mnh. Mnh-mnh. Look, mnh-mnh. Not Lucille. Not Lucille! She all I got left. (Points to Parker, then Eliot) Don't you do it to me. Get that look out your eye.

(Parker and Eliot begin unloading the truck)

Hardison: You ain't got to be so happy about it, Eliot. You always had it in for my van. You always had it in for Lucille. You said she smells. She don't stink. It's just...An odor

parker and eliot were SO in sync when they both turned around at the same time

and also we love to see the ot3 being chaotic and framed together

- - - - -

parker kissed lucielle’s back door before they blew it up she has A HEART YOUR HONOR AND ITS RIGHT THERE FOR US TO SEE

- - - - -

(Hardison directs the van toward the warehouse with remote control)

Hardison: I've always been and forever shall be your friend.

awww baby

also apparently this was a star trek reference

- - - - -

Sterling: Oh, I wouldn't say that. (holds up badge) James Sterling... Interpol. Just rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?

what a DOUCHEBAG

[twinkle-320]

Mommy-to-be

Pairing:  Drake x MC (Riley Nevin Walker)

A/N:  I wrote this for something fun and lighthearted.  I am currently working on a TRR AU that has me stuck and feeling sad so I needed some fluff in my life.  Baby showers are perfect for fluff.

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 2513

Tag list: @kingliam2019​ @batgirlassociationofgothamcity​ (If you only wanted to be tagged for mood boards, let me know.)

Rain pelted against the glass ceiling of the solarium in Valtoria, where Riley sat surrounded by her friends trying to keep up with their chatter.

“It should definitely be an apple theme,” Hana said in her usual calm, gentle tone.

“Oh please,” Olivia scoffed. “Practically every woman in Cordonia has a ridiculous apple themed baby shower. At least try to be original.”

“Well, do you have any ideas?”

“I think...”

“Don’t say knives,” Savannah interjected.

“Don’t be such a simpleton. I was going to say axes...you could make that work with apples if you must.”

“How about we ask Riley what she wants...it’s her shower,” Savannah suggested.

All eyes turned to Riley, who was staring out at the rain, lost in thought. Olivia snapped her fingers practically right in Riley’s face. “Riley...earth to Riley...are you still with us or did the baby get the last of your brain?”

“Hmm...what? I’m sorry, what were you asking?”

“Themes,” Hana said. “For your shower.”

“Yes, because that’s what good ‘friends’ do, we ask you to plan your own shower,” Olivia quipped.

“Oh, umm...well, I love Disney,” Riley said.

Olivia looked at her disgusted. “Disney? That god awful amusement park with the oversized rat and screaming demon children? Sure, that would definitely be better than axes.”

Savannah rolled her eyes at Olivia. “Disney could be cute and if Riley likes it, that’s what important.”

“Guys, I’ll be fine with any theme you want, really. My only request is that we have games.”

“You Americans and your games,” Olivia scoffed.

“Games and Disney. Don’t worry, Riley...we’ve got this. It will be perfect,” Hana assured her.

                                             —————————

As Riley inched closer and closer to her October due date, the day of her shower finally arrived. Everything had been planned with her knowledge so she could be prepared. It wouldn’t due to have a Duchess show up to her own shower in leggings and a hoodie. Select members of the press would be in attendance and a photo shoot was planned. Hana had helped Riley select an elegant, ivory lace maxi dress that perfectly hugged her bump. Her hair cascaded down her back in elegant waves and she wore rose gold flip flops to accommodate her swollen feet.

When Riley stepped into the gardens behind the estate, she was in awe. Soft pastels of pink, blue, green, and yellow accented the clean white color pallet. There was a giant balloon arch featuring all the colors set up over the dessert table. Hana had worked with a local baker on not one, but two perfect cakes. One was a two-tier cake in soft pinks and blues with Mickey and Minnie accents. The other was a nod to Riley’s favorite princess; a small replica of Cinderella’s coach also done in pink and blue. Elements of Disney were subtle and tasteful including Mickey silhouettes made of branches, vines, and flowers. Each table was named after a Disney character and featured lush centerpieces with hidden Mickey’s, lanterns with glittery rose gold Mickey heads hand-painted on the glass, and a Disney story book for those at the table to sign as a guest book. With over twenty tables, all the books would be the perfect start to a baby library. Tears sprang to her eyes as she took in the beautiful work her friends had done. All that was needed now was for the guests to arrive.

                                              —————————

Drake spent the morning working in the nursery away from the hustle and bustle of party set-up. Once her classes had wrapped for the semester, Riley finally settled on decor and gave Drake a to do list a mile long. Rustic woodland animals was the chosen theme. Riley thought it would be easy to add to after the baby arrived; floral elements if it was a girl or more woodsy elements if it was a boy. The walls were a soft ecru with an accent wall done in reclaimed barn wood. When Drake finished assembling the simple white crib Riley had chosen, he moved it into position against the wood wall and admired his efforts. In his pocket, his phone chimed, alerting him it was time to get ready for the party.

Once he was showered and changed, he headed to the gardens and found Riley standing over the dessert table. Sneaking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her and her growing belly. “Lay off the cookies, Nevin. Those are for the guests.”

Riley jumped and giggled. “Cookies weren’t my idea, Drake...Bean wants one.”

“Just like Bean wanted ice cream and s’mores last night?”

Riley turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. “This little one has a sweet tooth, what can I say.”

“Like mama, like baby,” Drake laughed. “So, this looks pretty awesome out here,” he said, turning to take in the set-up.

“Right?!?” Riley exclaimed. “It’s fucking amazing.” 

“Duchess Riley...language!”

Riley turned in the direction of the voice scolding her and wasn’t surprised to see Bertrand and Savannah approaching with their arms full of gifts.

“Holy shit guys, did you buy out the store?”

“You just can’t stop yourself, can you?” Bertrand asked.

Riley shrugged. “Nope. And no one’s here yet to hear me so stop fretting, Bertrand. Drake, don’t just stand there...help your sister,” she said, nudging him forward. Once the gifts were safely placed on the gift table, the group stood together chatting as other guests slowly started arriving.

“You and Hana did an amazing job,” Riley said to a beaming Savannah.

“I thought Liv helped too?” Drake asked. 

“She did...a little,” Savannah replied.

Riley laughed. “Should I be looking for hidden daggers in addition to the hidden Mickey’s?”

“No, we managed to keep daggers out of the decor. She had proposed a sword wielding Mickey ice sculpture but thankfully the sculptor refused for trademark reasons. We ended up putting her in charge of the food.”

“Great,” Drake groaned. “Can’t wait to see what kind of fancy crap she planned.”

Bertrand groaned and shook his head, looking like his head was about to explode. Savannah wisely took his hand and led him away to their table.

Ana de Luca quickly took their place at the happy couple’s side and ushered them deeper in to the garden for a quick photo shoot and interview before the festivities began. Riley was able to approve the digital proofs on the spot and an elegant black and white of her cradling her belly was chosen for the Trend cover.

When they arrived back at the party, nearly all the guests had arrived and things were in full swing. Drake was pleasantly surprised to see the buffet spread of comfort foods. There was a carving station with whole roasted chickens and herb crusted filet, and sides of garlic mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, and steamed vegetables. Olivia’s personal touch was obvious due to the chefs wielding larger than necessary ornate knives for carving.

Hana was the perfect hostess, keeping things orderly as each table took their turn through the buffet. As guests filled their plates, she announced the first game...a Disney match game matching Disney characters to their parents. There was a print out at each place setting and guests could complete it at their leisure to turn in by the end of the meal.

Riley had taken a plate with a little bit of everything and promptly ignored it while she turned to the game with hyper focus.

“Nevin...are you gonna eat?”

“Huh...oh, yeah, I will. I just wanna get this done first.”

“Are you even allowed to play the games at your own shower?”

 “Of course I am, silly!”

When the meal was over, Hana had everyones game sheet and tallied the answers. “And the winner is...Duchess Riley,” she announced to the crowd.

 Most in attendance cheered or applauded politely but Riley heard the groans among her friends at her table.

Guests took the opportunity to mingle while Hana got set-up for baby shower bingo. Mingling was the perfect opportunity for the ongoing game of “Don’t say baby”. Each guest was given three clothes pins when they arrived. If they said the word baby at any point in a conversation, someone could steal one of their pins. Whoever had the most pins at the end would win a prize.

When Hana called for everyone to take their seats, Riley returned to her table with at least twenty-five pins clipped to the ruffle of her dress. Savannah and Maxwell sat giggling while Olivia rolled her eyes. “Really, Riley...you can’t be serious? You’re competitive nature is occasionally admirable but this is bordering on ridiculous,” Olivia sneered.

“What?” Riley said sheepishly. “People can’t help saying baby to the pregnant lady, that’s not my fault!”

“I somehow doubt it was as simple as that.”

“Well, I may have practiced saying nothing but Bean or infant for the last week but still...I won these pins fair and square.”

After everyone had a chance to fill out their bingo boards with baby items, Hana began calling out items at random. It only took seven items before Riley was on her feet, holding her belly while she jumped up and down yelling ‘bingo’. The groans that had been contained to her friends earlier now rippled through the other guests. Olivia forcefully grabbed the bingo board as Hana made her way to the table.

“Riley...I um...I think maybe you should give someone else a chance to win the game prizes,” Hana whispered hesitantly.

“But...”

“Blossom, Hana’s right,” Max said gently.

“For once, I agree with these fools,” Olivia interjected, still clutching Riley’s game board.

Riley pouted as Drake put a comforting arm around her shoulders. “You and Bean get to leave with all the presents, let the guests have the prizes, Nevin.”

“Ok, fine,” she conceded.

Hana turned back to the crowd. “Duchess Riley has graciously forfeited her win so we’ll continue with this round.”

Two items later, Liam stood and called out Bingo.

“You’re welcome,” Riley whispered as Hana handed Liam one of the bottles of whiskey Drake had selected as ‘manly’ prizes.  Liam smiled at her affectionately and laughed.

Two rounds later, Kiara and Emmeline had each won a prize and Hana announced it was time for presents.

Riley sat on a throne decorated with vines and flowers with gifts piled all around her. She took care to read each card and announce the gift giver and show her appreciation. There was everything from the simple: blankets, layettes, and plush toys; to the extravagant: tiaras, crowns, scepters, and crystal rattles. It felt endless and overwhelming in the best way possible. Riley was sure she had opened something from everyone in attendance but there was still a large pile unopened.

“These are from your family,” Hana explained. “Since they’re visiting when the baby arrives, they couldn’t make it today but they sent these over.”

Riley resisted the urge to steal one of Hana’s pins as she smiled gratefully at her. Her heart swelled with each gift she opened; her family knew her so well. There was a baby book that matched her woodland theme that had pages already filled in for her side of the family tree, complete with photos and memories about her mom, whom Bean would only know through stories. Riley felt the tears pricking at her eyes and they finally broke free when she opened a blanket that her dad had custom made out of some of her mom’s clothes. He took care to chose the softest sweaters in colors that would compliment the nursery. It was the closest Bean would come to feeling the embrace of their grandmother and it took everything in Riley not to ugly cry.

After a minute to compose herself, she moved on to the next gift. It was from Drew. The card said that he wanted to get something just for her because he knew that Bean would be getting more than enough. When Riley opened the box she began to giggle through her tears; it was just the humor that she needed.

“What is it?” Drake asked.

“I’m not sure I should show it to everyone,” Riley laughed. “There doesn’t need to be a picture of this in Trend.” 

“Just show us then, Blossom.”

Riley’s friends moved behind her and she lifted out a t-shirt with the front facing away from the guests. It was red with short sleeves and in bold white print it read ‘I’m a drop the F-bomb kind of Mom’.

There was laughter among her friends as Liam said, “Well your brother certainly seems to know you well.”

“Is that really the kind of thing you should be advertising?” Hana gasped.

“I see no problem with it,” Olivia stated matter-of-factly.

“It’s definitely funny, but Nevin’s gonna be watching her language once Bean arrives.”

Riley dropped the shirt and turned to Drake with her mouth agape. “Do you know me at all?” she exclaimed.

“Come on, Nevin. You don’t want him or her copying you.”

“Bean will just have to learn what I did growing up...do as I say, not as I do; no copying Mommy.”

“I hope its that easy, Nevin.”

“It will be,” she assured him as she pulled him down for a kiss.

With the last of the presents opened, guests were invited to enjoy the dessert table and the party began to wind down. Gladys and a few members of the staff started taking the presents in to the nursery and Riley made a beeline for the cookies she had been eyeing.

As the sun started to get low in the sky, they said their goodbyes and made their way into the estate.

“Why don’t you go up and get comfortable...I’ll make us some popcorn and we’ll watch a movie,” Drake suggested.

“Sounds perfect.”

When Drake finally got upstairs, he found Riley standing in the doorway of the nursery, clutching the blanket from her dad to her chest. “You okay, Nevin?”

Riley nodded and wiped away a stray tear. “I just can’t wait to hold our baby, Drake, and...and I hope I’m a good mom.”

“You’re gonna be a great mom, Nevin. An amazing fucking mom.”

Riley turned to him with a big smile on her face. “Ssshhhh, language Daddy.”

“You’re a piece of work.”

“I am,” she shrugged. “But you love it.”

“Damn right, I do,” he said as he pulled her into a passionate kiss and guided her to their room.

Exhaustion took over and Riley was a sleep in minutes. Drake ate the popcorn and watched Riley’s chest gently rise and fall as he rubbed her belly. “Hurry up and get here Bean, we can’t wait to meet you.”

The once grumpy commoner felt the last of his walls break down when his loving words were rewarded with a kick. Everything he never knew he wanted was right there in his arms...a family of his own to love and protect; all because he walked into her bar.

[reimahowaido]

Spyro: Reignited review 2.5

The Dragons of Artisans World! Let's have some words on all of the dragons while I'm at it~ Why not :2 Nestor - God I love his design. It's so good. It really does fit him and the idea of him that I had as a kid. Truly the image of 'he leads these dragons' with the very first glance. And I love the voice too, is the good stuff~ Kind and very welcoming sound coming from this dude. His colors are great too. Is it biased or boring to just, like the first fella you see a lot? Because I do like him a lot. I imagine many people like Nestor though. Shoot, I like his name too. This dude, perfect. Super good. Great job everyone Delbin - Artist boi~ As a kid I saw him as an angry aggressive kind of dude. Somehow he just, came off as being very angry when I was a kid. Maybe his voice actor had that kind of vocals or something? Anyway, he seems like a kind fella to me now. Yes he might have a deeper raspier voice, but those thick eyebrows and the effect they have, making him look like he's going ÓuÒ I kinda like him a lot more now. He's great, I'd love to just sit down and paint with this dude. I dunno what if anything we'd talk about, but just doing some painting with a chill buddy would be nice Tomas - I've shared my thoughts on him already earlier like a year or 2 ago. He was my fave as a kid, but now he's not at the top anymore. I still loooove his energy and attitude, the jokester feel I get from him & the emoting he does with his hands and body. Tomas is still great, don't get me wrong! My expectations were just suuuuper high and I didn't expect the beard etc. Nothing bad with beards, sometimes they're really cool and nice~ It just wasn't part of my own vision and nostalgia, so that's why it takes points away from my own personal ranking. He's still great with his smile and grin! But ye, I like the little musical note sound as he jumps up Argus - I love his watermelon. I love he. Also the first moment where I immediately went 'oh god he sounds so nice, I could listen to him speak for hoooours' the voice is that good. Soothing and soft, tell me a story I'll listen. Also he just looks really friendly with his glasses and all. Not to say that glasses make you automatically friendly or anything, but just, story teller, let me grab a pillow and a snack and let's craft up some silly stories

Lindar - A favourite design boi here we go~ Not my absolute fave, but certainly up there~ I feel like many people like him, and for a reason xD I love his colors, the blue and yellow here are really great~ And clocks are cool, lots of work goes into them. Also love his goggles and goggle horns. That stuff is cool and nice and yeeees. "Not that you ever run into trouble, Spyro" yeah maybe not Spyro, but yes, yes I do, me, the fella who died in Artisans homeworld. Me. Lindar, I am baby, I fail, a lot. Don't have high expectations on me Astor - Magical portal fancy vortex thingamajiggyr, love the enthusiasm in his voice. He's pretty great too overall, a nice fella. I do like him Gavin - This boi got tattoooooooos and he a barista, he's Really cool~ Also I think he had all those elements from one of the artists who worked on the designs, yes? I also love the work of said artist, I'm bad with names, I feel the name started with Co- or Col- but it's not quite at my grasp. Either way, we love Gavin in this household, he's great and his design is great and now I want hot chocolate but it's 3am and others are sleeping so I can't (QuQ) Gildas - Gildas my man! Honestly at this point, if it weren't for him I'd not have gotten all that far at all in the game. That hint on gliding, as simple and small as it might be, has saved lives - or at least attempted to. I'm as enthusiastic as Spyro when listening to this fella. He certainly sounds and seems like the kind of fun art teacher who is super kind and understanding and just great to be around. Such supportive energy from this man. And I love his design too~ Paint splatters everywhere, he's definitely an artist because we messy. The big paintbrush is also very great~ And the little pose and smile at the end of his speech, also great~ Alban - I forget if I wrote about him before, I think I did (I think I wrote about a bunch of dragons years ago, but I'm not going back to that post until I'm done with the game just to see if I feel differently now). There was that whole 'this is Spyro's dad' thing when I was a kid, with him being purple and all that jazz (and the whole 'oh it's you'). But that aside, I like this dude~ Can't imagine how strong that tail of his has to be to support him and his whole weight, but that does make him kinda unique when compared to most other dragons~ Is a cool pose :2 And I like the blue... Frills or scales he has, gives off some slightly aquatic feel in a way Oswin - My first feeling on him is some sort of memory about a recolor or model. Like there's a green Oswin or such somewhere. Anyway though, I think I liked him as a kid too, just something about telling secrets and getting to feel special or something. He aight, I do like secrets, and the room he's in is cool Darius - Many comments made on some Shakespeare references I bet. I'm not one of those kids who were forced to read those books as a kid. Not English native, no such experiences. The skull and reference is cool though, even if mostly lost on me. Also the note on the big Gnork using 'Her' pronouns, big ladies, that's cool honestly and refreshing Nils - Nils Nils Nils Nils, snakey long boi, he gets me hyped. that one camera angle of him as he's bowing, polite tall man, it's kinda hilarious in a way but I love it so much! The way he poses after stepping away to look at the statue he's working on. His long thin moustache. The green and cream colors. The red scarf. God I love everything about him, voice and all. Even the fact he knocks over his sculpture at the end. Oh no baby oh nooooo it makes me laugh a little on the inside I can't help it xD It's tragic and sad, but it just adds so much personality and life to the character Devlin - Same hint as Gildas, so it doesn't hit quite as hard here and my brain didn't really grasp it, but honestly, good on them for doing it twice, it's what my brain needs because understanding that gliding thing took me a moment. But ay, that aside, he sounds so friendlyyyyyy I love that~ The Rs in his words~ Also cake, yes, I want to bake, let's bake something sweet,

like cake or pancakes. I've never actually baked a cake on my own, maybe one day. Alvar - Ok I like

him a surprising amount. The food stuck on his tail, the way in which he just throw-jabs stuff on the ground all angrily, yeet the scewer, yeet the knife, the way he runs out of breath when rambling. This dude's got an attitude and I respect him for it. The drama, the energy. Also I. I want barbecue, I want grilled food. It makes me hungry. I could say he's one of my favourites too, very memorable for sure! Thor - Older sorta fella, the name always makes me think of the God of Thunder, so it's quite the different feeling when seeing this dude. He does have some braids which does give off a small bit of Norse energy. And right, the words, on the guidebook. I've not yet mentioned it in these reviews but I'll certainly get to it. I had figured it out before talking to Thor, but it's a fine addition. I don't have a lot to say on him, but as many others, he looks friendly too Nevin - I like his voice~ Another painter fella. Smug expressions. And I'm now noticing that he has some big wings, there's size to those, like daym, I almost got used to the smaller sized wings but when he jumps and flaps his to be off, kinda nice and impressive. Spyro kinda steals the show here though, him saying 'barbecue' is just, niiiice

[themostexpensiveboningknife]

2020

Failed party, money in drawer, communicate, move house, move boxes, drive in van, walk to shops, buy noodles, think it’s the end, see whole bus of soldiers in Beijing, new area, walk in darkness, think about leaving, leave, think its temporary, in taxi, post stupid photos, check and check again phone, think people with goggles on my plane are over reacting, take off my mask to eat, keep taking off to loosen, arrive back in London. Tube. Cold. Pub. Party at WeWork. Exhibition at Dulwich Gallery. Farringdon. Drugs and drinks. Brockley, South east London. DJ. Ethiopian food. Morley’s Peckham. Walking on the River. Photographer friend’s house. Canal cycle. National Gallery. Car crash, Dalston. Omar Souleyman. Corsica Studios. Meet girl, back to my friends, back to hers, sex. Morning up to mum’s best friends birthday, Covent Garden restaurant. In a van, Sunday roast. Chisenhale Gallery. arebyte Gallery. Getting worse in China, seems nice and easy and calm in England. Camberwell beers and more. Second-hand book shops, Charing Cross Road. Courtauld. Leafed through a book about a man who lived his entire 86.5 years in East London. Still talking to the same girl back in China. Both believe I’ll be back soon. Chicken wings. West London, meal. South London pub. DJing somewhere inside. Kent, see grandma. Rave, Bermondsey. Friends from Israel and Germany arrive. More drinks, more drugs. Mixing friends. Gay bar in Bethnal Green for old friend’s birthday. Acid, confused and hilarious. Tate Britain. Serpentine. Cranes on the bridge. Liverpool Street film screening. Feels shallow, but good. Begin regular E Pellici sojourns. Primrose Hill with Dad. Beer festival with Keaton and co. Peckham, school friend’s house, bad vibe. More drinks, more drugs. Working on first music compilation with Slowcook and Fafa. Begin watching all of the Studio Ghibli movies. Watching Breaking Bad. At some point have huge argument with my brother, it went like this: He came home from work and I was sitting watching Breaking Bad, he asks, “Have you been like that all day?” I either took it in the wrong way or picked up on a sly dig. It was probably me, but at this point I was pretty self-conscious and worried about going back to China and whether or not I would have a job back there. Was getting surprisingly pissed off with my brother mentioning his work, felt like an affront to me. Weird. He goes crazy (he has a short fuse), punching a wall, ready to fight me. My mum is pretty upset. A few days later I go into his room and try to patch things up. Turns into a deeper chat. He feels like I haven’t been a good brother to him, he gives the example of not looking out for him on his first days of school. I say I’m sorry, it’s because I’m a bit scared and insecure. In retrospect I regret a little laying so much weakness on the table, seems his interactions/ways of acting around me have changed a bit. Still not sure how I feel about it all. Considered getting a gold tooth with Matthew. Play with cats, enjoying them more and more. Rave in Dalston, good music from Asia and beyond. Looking at magazines. Not doing much work at all. Being out and about instead. Go to Norfolk. It’s beautiful, but get way too drunk on first night, sick everywhere, wake up naked in sick. Massive fucking shitshow. Majority of people there have no choice but to act weirdly around me now, which is understandable. Still some nice aspects. One girl there surely hates me a lot. Tate Modern. Art stuff by self is good. Corsica Studios, semi-art, semi-music event. Mr. Bao for first time of many. Radio in Tottenham. Take drugs. Pubs. Drive to Asda with brother to stock up on food. It’s March and the reality of the pandemic is hitting. More canal cycling. First and only group chat on Zoom. BH Funk. Probably have taken cocaine and messaged one of three or four girls numerous times by now. If there’s one, in the cold light of day, horrible and disgusting thing I’ve done too much this year it’s this. Incessant messaging of poor girls that I know will react (although increasingly they don’t, I manage to alienate even close friends in this way). Southbank and The Mall with Nick. Reading about Wuhan. List of good texts. Continuing to do some writing. Making WeChat posts for guī WeChat, including mix series and miniessays. Greenwich park with Matthew. Grime quiz online. Delivering food regularly for my mum’s school. Hackney Marshes with Luan. Epping Forest with Mum and Dad. By this point probably have woken up feeling sorry for myself in Ludo’s flat, after untold amounts of alcohol and cocaine. Online rave. Beijing artists only mix. Go to Switzerland, pass through Italy on the way. Its breath taking, the mountains, the expanse of scenery, not used to it. Climbing up mountains with no one around. Rolo and Patrick and Rita smoke too much weed. I really, really, really still hate smoking it. Feel a bit annoyed how long we spend sitting around while they smoke, but this is way outbalanced by the uniqueness of where we are and the beauty all around. Producing more and more, actually getting somewhere. Cooking more and more food. Reading more and more, like: Black and British, The Corrections, Real Fast Food, Bass, Mids, Tops, Zadie Smith, Olivia Lang, Graham Greene, JG Ballard, Monica Ali, Mo Yan, Jenny Zhang, John le Carre, Naked Lunch, Nabokov, Bukowski, Zora Neale Hurston, Wiley, Bitcoin, Murakami, Judith E. Butler, The Painter of Modern Life, Maupassant, Chekov, Video Art, Gravity’s Rainbow (couldn’t finish), Anaïs Nin, The Net Delusion (couldn’t finish), The Establishment and how they got away with it (couldn’t finish), Roddy Doyle, The Secret of Scent, General Intellects, Women In Love, The Intelligent Investor, Lyndon Johnson. Victoria Park more often than I can remember. To Chrissy’s house. Mile End Park. Very regularly sitting on the river in Wapping. Bring the chessboard and play Ludo sometimes, people smile and look at you differently when you’re playing chess and drinking beers versus just sitting and drinking beer. I May Destroy You. Industry. The beautiful wide expanse of Hackney Marshes. My incessant quest to reach 1000 followers in Instagram. More cycling, and I hate to say it but it really was: Here there and everywhere. Margate with my Dad to see my grandma in hospital and saw the Turner Prize exhibition. Light blue like scrubs, the sky and sun felt eternal. Swimming in dirty water. Make a DJ mix of old 2000s Road Rap. Eat cheese in Peckham. Cycle along the canal north, keep going and going through Tottenham, past Enfield keep going, it’s mad how quickly it becomes quiet fields on all sides, arrive to some kind of lake, swim and then back to the centre of town. Outside a Hawksmoor church in Shadwell ate chicken with Karim and Ludo. DJing. From my bedroom window saw a big crane in the middle of the night sitting on the canal. Begin developing the second DCCY compilation this time with BULLY magazine. Go to a house in an old school in Camberwell. Discover new secret riverside spots in East London. Finally give up my apartment in Beijing. Mile End park. Cycle further and further East to a pedestrian bridge I didn’t know existed. Get onto the beach and into the Thames water. Interview Akito. Begin writing more, after few months of wiling away the summertime. My friend Emmy gets married in Rwanda, I give him some money as a wedding gift which he tells me he used to buy his wife’s dress. Protests in HK always on TV. Get more into finances, crypto and trading, and just saving in general. Had sex with an old friend. Now meeting a girl I first knew years ago in Beijing. More secret river spots. Keaton has his baby, Noah. More times on Hackney Marshes. Barbican conservatory. Watching more films, try to watch all the films of some directors including: Jia Zhangke, Bong Joon-ho, Edward Yang, Wong Kar-wai, Apichatpong Weerasethakul. Decide to watch all of the infamous lauded series, go through Breaking Bad, The Wire and The Sopranos. Go to the seaside for a few days, camping also. Henry Wu album launch in a car park in Bermondsey. Go to visit Keaton’s baby for the first time. Good photography exhibition at Photographer’s Gallery. Go to Wallace Collection again. August. Go to Berlin. Swimming in Berlin lakes until I get an ear infection. It makes me drowsy and lethargic, but still seems to spend all my time cycling around the city. On one night cycle for hours to a rave on the outskirts of the city. Like a lot the abandoned airport in Berlin. Oh yeah, vaping. Found a dead bumble bee. Speak with Nevin about projects. Write a piece about the future of the art world for a magazine being started by Nevin’s friend in Canada. Go to Lithuania. Walk around Vilnius, get too drunk by myself. Get to the Curonian Spit and Nida, beaches and new friends. For the Nightlife Residency project. For a short while life is like on a desert island of new food, new people, new locations, quiet and new meaning. Go to the Russian border on the beach. Cycle to the road boarder and get stopped by the police. Go nude on the beach for the first time. Sauna, sand dunes and forests. DJ out for the first time in ages, this time with Nono. To Kaunus and try nice and stodgy Georgian food for the first time. Hackney Wick back for party. Meet a ginger girl online and go on a date. Wallace Collection again. Free beer and pizza. White Cube. National Gallery, Titian. On BBC Radio London with my Dad. Riverside beers. Saw a lost swan near my front door. Meet Keaton near his work, one of many times. Making more and more music, getting better. Decide I need more organisation and clarity, put everything I’ve done on a blog. More or less long since given up on my job at M Woods. But don’t really begin looking for anything new because it’s still sunny. At some point I start getting benefits money. Go to see La Haine in the cinema. Someone blocks me on WeChat because of me. Some pub somewhere. Sunday walks and breakfast with my parents. Go to an exhibition in Woolworth Road with Muzi. Realise how nice it is to run to Victoria Park along the canal. Vicky Park in general. Dinners at friends’ houses. Museum of London. Walking with Michael in some countryside near London, surprising how quickly things turn green. Break onto a pier in Wapping with Jack. Battersea Park. Tate, Bruce Nauman. Old Street Weatherspoon’s with Keaton, drugs. Central London cemetery. Chinese in Camberwell. Chinese in Aldgate. Italian in Camberwell. More and more exercise, running, weights and yoga with my brother. Sadie Coles. Nick, Central London. Gucci Mane. Hampstead Heath more because Ludo and his flatmates are nearby. Ludo’s now house more for days and nights of you guessed it. Borough Market more, with Emma. Alexandra Palace walk and famous sandwiches after. Tate Britian new lights. More time at Muzi’s. Signing up for cycle courier. LYL Radio show. Shave head. Take acid and it hurts my stomach. Camden Arts Centre with Muzi. Christmas party with friends. Birthday. Cake with Muzi, presents and Indian takeaway from family, walk in Vicky Park with Ludo and Karim plus battered sausage and chips. Christmas at home nice and warming meal. Evening to Ludo’s place with more friends. Boxing day with Matthew, pints and then more at his house in Peckham all night long. Next day is tough! Giant turkey sandwiches, turkey soup, turkey curry. Buy first NFTs. New Year’s Eve stay in at Muzi’s, one drink and a cake.

[companionjones]

Nurse Nevin’s News

Requested by: Anon

Request: Hi! Write a story about how Nic tells Conrad she is pregnant. What will be the reaction of Conrad to know that he will be a father? Thank you

Pairing: Nic Nevin x Conrad Hawkins

Fandom: The Resident FOX

Warnings: Angst if you squint

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    Throughout both of their shifts that day, Nic had been trying to tell Conrad something, but she kept getting interrupted by her and Conrad’s responsibilities at Chastain. Conrad wasn’t too worried. He had checked with Nic and she had said that whatever she needed to tell could wait.

    At eight, both Conrad and Nic were home, so there was no more waiting for Nic to hide behind.

    It took her some time to gather her thoughts, and Conrad grew concerned as the seconds ticked by. “Nic?” he questioned, “Are you okay?”

    “I’m fine. I’m not sick or anything,” she promised when she guessed where Conrad’s thoughts were drifting towards. “Well, I guess I will be once the morning sickness comes.”

    Somehow, Conrad was still confused. “Morning sickness...? Wait...you don’t mean...”

    Nic’s eyes started to well up with tears of joy. “I’m pregnant.”

    Conrad would’ve collapsed if he didn’t catch himself on the kitchen counter. “You’re...pregnant,” spoken as if he was trying to make sure she had pronounced it correctly.

    She nodded.

    He gasped, and started to happy-cry, too. “Oh my God. You’re pregnant? You’re pregnant! We’re gonna have a baby!” Conrad stumbled over to the love of his life and pulled her close.

    The two knelt down so they wouldn’t fall over from the sheer joy they were experiencing.

    As he kissed her cheek, Conrad whispered, “I love you, and I already love this kid so much.”

    “I know they’re gonna love you, too. Almost as much as I do,” Nic returned, and kissed the resident.

    When they separated, Conrad stated in his first breath, “I’m going to be a father.”

    Nic giggled at how disconnected Conrad was in that moment. “You’re right,” she confirmed.

    Conrad remained quiet, and kissed her again.

    Nic, sensing Conrad’s sudden melancholy, pulled back. “What is it?”

    He shook his head. “Nothing. I’m being stupid. This is a time to be apologetically happy.” He tried to kiss Nic again.

    She leaned away, then got to her feet. Nic led Conrad over to the couch, then pulled him down to sit with her. Nic was fully prepared to listen.

    Conrad sighed at his girl. Upon seeing that she wasn’t going to drop it, he asked, “Do you think I’ll be a good dad? It’s just, my father wasn’t always the best, what if I--”

    Nic suddenly kissed him, and Conrad quickly got lost in the contact. When she pulled away, Nic argued, “What about the Barnett boys? Or Sarah Lynn? Or literally any kid you’ve met since I’ve known you?” She chuckled as Conrad avoided her eyes. “Conrad, you’re going to be an amazing father. I see it every time you deal with a kid at the hospital. Do you really not see it?”

    Again, Conrad sighed. “I do, I’m sorry,” he agreed, “I’m just freaking out over being a dad...” Conrad put his arm around Nic and settled into the couch with her. “I know you’re going to be a great mom, though,” he admitted, “There’s no doubt about that.”

    She grinned as she cuddled further into her man. “I know. You don’t need to tell me.”

    That got Conrad to laugh really hard.

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Author’s Note: Thank you so much for reading! Fill up that heart and reblog if you liked it. I also would love a comment if you have the time. If you would like to read more, I have more fics on The Resident over on my page. You should check it out. Also, REQUESTS ARE OPEN. I take requests for one-shots, drabbles, multi-chapters, headcannons and preferences. No smut, please. I write for a variety of fandoms. If you’re wondering if I write for a specific fandom, please ask me. Have a nice day, night, or whatever time it is for you.<3

[sleepyfan-blog]

hewwows!! may i request some more es!nedwarvin please? (im on pc again so you should see this?) ovo

fandom: ES!IBVS by @onebizarrekai

characters and pairing: Edward Quinton, Nevin Jovel, ES!IBVS Muffet

warnings: food

word count: 1,351

Summary: Edward and Nevin are on a date - although where Ed hasn’t said yet.

tagslist: @anxiety-is-married-to-depression @angelofthehalfmoon @trainwreck-of-skeletons @hisame-amadashi​ @therandomskelekey @capisnotonfire

“So where is it again that you’re taking me?” Nevin asked, a small pout appearing on his face as he tried to gently poke his boyfriend into telling him just where and what it was that the other had planned.

The young werewolf grinned and shook his head “I hadn’t told you where we were going. It’s a surprise Nevin! … you like good surprises, don’t you?”

“I… I guess I do. I just haven’t had very many of those recently. Although dating you has been one of the best surprises to date. I thought I hated you at first… Mostly because you were a pompous asshole, but you were able to worm you way into my heart pretty tenaciously… That and you helped me figure out what I needed after… After The Bite. I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t helped me.” Nevin responded, sighing a little and shuddering. He still had the occasional nightmare of draining his grandma or Drew completely, unable to stop himself from killing them, as the bloodlust had driven him completely nuts until the thirst had died down.

“I… I don’t know either. But I hope that you would have managed to figure out what was happening to you before you seriously hurt anyone.” Edward responded, gently grabbing one of his boyfriend’s hands and squeezing gently. He was well aware of the other’s fears. “I’ll help you out in whatever ways I can, babe. Oh, and close your eyes. We’re nearly there!”

Nightmare sighed, closing his eyes as he noticed that Error wouldn’t move until he capitulated. He felt a little bit silly, but Error’s warm hand in his helped him feel better as the two of them continued walking.

The young vampire heard the tinkle of a bell overhead, and a warm, cheerful voice called out “Ah, hello Edward. Back again for some sweets for you and your brother? Who’s your friend?”

Error gently nudged Nightmare in the side and answered cheerfully “This is my boyfriend, Nevin! I brought him here ‘cause he’s a vampire and he’s never been inside this place before. And yeah, everything here is safe for you to eat - and will actually fill you up!”

Nevin’s eyes widened as he looked around the cozy little shop - it appeared to be a combination of a bakery and a chocolate shop… And everything looked so good. Part of him wanted to rush over to the glass counter and press his hands against the table top and smush his face against it like a kid, but he resisted the temptation. “The… The food here does look really good. Is this where you got those blood-chocolates from for our date a couple of weeks ago?”

Edward nodded, grinning brightly “Yup, sure is!”

The young vampire’s eyes lit up as he looked at everything with renewed interest. He paused for a moment, frowning a little bit “I… I don’t see a cost associated with everything. How do you know how much you’re going to pay for, if you don’t know the price of the items?”

The spider-shifter chuckles behind the counter, her eyes shining merrily “Ahuhuhu~! This one is very clever, dearie! I don’t generally ask for human money - most of the things that I need to make these delicious treats are magical in nature, and require… Other things. Eddie here tells me that you’ve got quite the eye for rare and precious things. Were you the one who found that wild field of magical berries early this month?”

“Yeah… Why? I’ve always been good at finding things. He was really excited when I brought him there. Ran home and back again with these huge buckets - as many of the berries as were ripe that we could physically lift and carry.” Nevin responded, tilting his head a little bit, still confused by what that meant.

“You see, your boyfriend here has been holding out on me - trading me pints of berries in exchange for quite a bit of that ice cream that his baby brother loves, along with chocolates and other sweet things… I suspect he has more of those berries to trade for whatever you want here. Barter is generally used in our world, dearie.” The woman behind the counter explained with a bright smile “Call me Muffet - I also have savory things - loaves of bread, rolls, sandwiches that would be discrete if you are interacting with humans regularly… And I’ve recently figured out how to make pizza for my discerning customers.”

“Ed…” Nevin murmured as he stared at the pizza - it wasn’t like his grandma’s pizza - which was objectively The Best… But it was pizza and  his mouth was watering just looking at it. Also those cinnamon rolls were calling his name too.

“Go on, order what you like. Those berries that you found and we collected will cover the cost of pretty much anything that you want.” Error encouraged with a grin “And yeah, I’ve been wanting to try the pizza since she first came out with it.”

Nightmare nodded, looking over each of the items and deciding what he wanted to try with care - not wanting to ask for a lot all at once - besides, what if he only liked some of what she made? “Cool - want to split a slice of every different kind of pizza that she has? It should be enough for the two of us. Oh! And I really want to try one of those cinnamon rolls.”

“Sounds really good to me - I’d also recommend a scoop of her ice cream - all of them are great.” Error encouraged with a small grin. “I’ll have one of the caramel pecan-praline, please?”

“Sure thing, dearie. And you, do you want ice cream? The flavors are on the board.” The other - Muffet, as her ID tag proclaimed her to be - asked of Nightmare.

“Uhh… The double vanilla scoop - with the cinnamon roll, please? And maybe a little bit of that sea salt and orange caramel sauce on the side?” The young vampire decided after a moment, nodding a little.

“Sure thing - twelve pints of those berries, please.” Muffet responded “And before you start to argue with me, you two are getting rather a lot of food, Eddie, dear.”

The werewolf scowled a little, huffing a bit and shifting from side to side. He growls for a moment “Eight at most. We’re only getting six slices of pizza, two scoops of ice cream and a cinnamon roll. Don’t think you can overcharge because Nev is here.”

“So you’re not getting the four-dozen blood pops that your baby brother loves so much? I was including that in the price, dearie.” Muffet responded back with a slightly sharp smile.

“… Fuuuck, of course I am. Twelve it is.” Edward grumbled, carefully pulling out the small boxes of berries and setting them on the counter, double counting before pushing them to Muffet “Twelve pints of magical berries, as agreed.”

“It’s always wonderful to do business with you, dearie~! I’ll bring out your food soon. Do you want the cinnamon roll and the pizza heated? On the house, of course.” Muffet questioned “Or are you taking all of this to go?”

Edward glances at Nevin, who shrugs. If they stay here, they’ll be tempted to buy more - but if they take the food out, they may have to deal with a hungry little brother pestering them for pizza and goodies if Geno and his little friend finds them. Which Geno inevitably does whenever they have goodies on them. “We’ll eat here - except for the blood pops, which’ll be coming home with me.”

“Very well, dearies~!” Muffet responded with a cheerful grin, grabbing their non-frozen orders and disappearing into the back for a couple of moments before walking around the counter and setting down two plates of pizza, as well as the cinnamon roll and the just-starting to melt vanilla ice cream. She handed him a cup of the caramel and vanished, returning with ice cream for Edward “I hope that you enjoy everything.”

The pair of teens nodded eagerly and dug in.

[izzy-the-bizzy]

Nevin Jovel and/or Christopher Jackson?

Nevin:

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite 

He’s also just- a mood uwu

Chris:

who? | only know their name | loathe | ugh | overrated | indifferent | dead | alive | just okay | cute | badass | my baby | hot | want to marry | favorite 

He’s babie

[nurseconscience]

THE MUN WATCHES. The Resident 2x06 - Nightmares

HERE WE GO.

THAT RECAP. All about the family this episode. I am so hype.

Uhhhh.. I am not okay with creepy baby music coming from that room with a crib. and now no one is at the door. THIS FEELS LIKE A GAME I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR. 

Don’t like it. (I am a wimp, guys. )

NOPE. FUCKING NOPE. LET ME OUT.

Awwwwww. Poor Lori. Laurie? However she spells it. Awww. Devin giving her a hug. Irving wants the hug. lol His face. Babyyyyy. ( Yes. I still adore Irving. )

OMG. NIC TRYING TO GET CONRAD TO HAVE SOME CHOCOLATE. I LOVE IT. (LAWL. “Something in the marvel universe”...I see you Fox. I see that Sharon Carter ref. I approve.)

Uh oh. No Pops. Hmmmmmmm.

LMFAO. THE ARM. “Trick or treat.” Oh Irving.

Nic and baby sis bonding and being all cute. I am here for this.

WOMEN UNDER 35 ARE THE MOST UNDIAGNOSED PATIENTS IN THE COUNTRY. THAT IS FUCKING RIGHT. THANK YOU, THE RESIDENT. I AM HAVING SO MANY FEELS OVER THAT ONE LINE.

Oh look. The theme of family is popping up again. FAMILY THEMED EPISODE.

omg I love Bell’s new assistant. He’s a snarky little shit and I hope he stays. 

Snort. Conrad’s dad is in his phone as Marshall.  LOL Conrad’s face is just like ‘But.. I’m me.’ OH. THIS IS LIKE THAT ONE EPISODE OF...SOMETHING THAT I SAW. WHERE YOU CAN’T RECOGNIZE THE FACE OF SOMEONE. THEY APPEAR AS STRANGERS. Was that Criminal Minds?? 

I am so here for Mina being friends with both of the Nevin girls. Poor Irving. “Perhaps you should let go of kitty’s leash” I adore Jessie and I want to protect her from all things. 

Called it. It’s the thing.

Omg. This small child. Trying to be matchmaker so he doesn’t get fired. I can’t decide if I love him or want to murder him myself.

OH NO. CONRAD RUN. GET HER. Oh thank god. I really thought she was going to try and pull him over the edge with her. Jesus my heart.

“Don’t look at me. The Raptor does not prank. Although he does appreciate pranks.”

I do like Mina calling Nic out on her momma birding her sister.  Awwww she left Nic in charge and I love those three rules. 

That is a really interesting test they did with the clock. I am really enjoying this episode.Though, the sedative I do not believe would work that fast? It need a minute to go through her blood stream.

OH. HERE WE GO. The scene with Conrad and his dad that we saw earlier today. So...my friend and my guess is that Marshall is either really sick and dying and has no hope or does not think he will get through whatever it is because he isn’t super positive about things. 

Dude that guy looks a lot like ZDogg MD.

Nic lookin for Jessie. “Check the closets. Lots of things going on in the closets.” oh Nic. GOING BACK TO CHECK THAT GUY’S PULSE. I FUCKING LOVE IT. NIC IS MY MOTHER HEN.

Oh no. Oh good. Good girl, Jessie. Proud of you. Annnnnnnd not so proud of how you tore up your sister there. Like...yeah she’s being overbearing but that was mean.

OH MY GOD. THAT IS THE FEMORAL ARTERY. GOD. RIPPING OUT THAT IV HAD ME CRINGING BUT NOW I AM ALL OUT IN PAIN FOR HER. Oh snap. Are Conrad and HODAD going to willingly work together?

DID SOMEONE FUCKING PUT PILLS IN NIC’S DRINK? IS SOMEONE DRUGGING HER? OR IS THIS A PANIC ATTACK? (”Genie back in your bottle” best line) Oh. Okay. Panic attack. Okay. That is really good and interesting. Awww....my baby. 

Aaaayyyyeeeeeee. Dr. Nolan. I want to like him, I do like him. But also I am weary that he might be used against us at some point.

SWEAR TO GOD THAT LOOKS LIKE ZDOGG. AM I CRAZY? 

I enjoy the quotes from Nolan. I enjoy his thing. They’re funny. Conrad is a little shit who mildly enjoys them with his “Quote. Check Lori’s abdomen. Hawkins.”

Ugh blood. There is a lot of gore this episode.  YAY. THE HEART IS BACK. LAWL. “SHOWOFF” I love these ladies.

OH. SHE HAD A TERATOMA. THAT IS SO INTERESTING. ( I like that I seem to know a lot of these things popping up. Proof I’ve seen too many dr. shows and been in hospitals too much/research weird shit too much. ) 

Awwww. I am so happy for this girl. I am glad she is going to be okay. Now. On to Conrad and his dad. What is UP. Come on, Pops. Oh shit. 10 years. Damn, Conrad. That is a bit fair I guess on his dad’s part.

omg. “Wait....you have human kids?” “Two. From my first marraige. And one of my kids has a kid.” She leaves. “...Her kid has a kid.” “....she’s a....grandmother.....”

OH  MY GOD

HE SET UP HIS BOSS WITH HIS DIVORCED MOTHER. JESUS. 

OMG.

JESSIE WITH IRVING WOULD BE SO FUCKING CUTE. I WANT IT.

Okay what creepy house is this??? IS THIS CONRAD’S MOM?

WHAT THE FUCK.

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

I don’t THINK that Marshall killed his wife. I am so confused. I mean he didn’t kill his wife. She fell down the stairs but still. WTF.