#Romanticism and Baseball

[weregettingcheesecake]

Homegrown Path to Pinstripes: s5 ep?

Yankees lost so I’m posting welpe to ignore it

+ Un fun fact this homegrown episode got lost in the transfer from the Yes app to the Gotham Sports App for no good reason. Thankfully I already have clips from the episode before it disappeared from streaming 😭

[astramachina]

Trying to convince my brain that I don't write romcoms/basic romances is a yearly occurrence at this point. Like the only romcom I've ever written was about serial killers. Last November I gave it an honest try and got about 30k in before ragequitting. In April I attempted, again, this time as a stageplay, and I ended up with some weird psychological something that never made it past the first draft (puppets were involved... don't ask).

So whenever my brain is vibing at a chill frequency it'll feed me these vivid scenarios that beg to be written but have no actual characters attached to them because??? Can't even oneshot them, fanfic style. I'll just jot down the scene for "future reference". There's enough of a backlog to write an entire trilogy with an ensemble cast.

[hom3landr]

That Unwanted Animal

18+

Homelander x Soulmate!reader

You don’t love Homelander. Even when he looks like everything you’ve ever wanted.

Loosely based on this post from @blindmagdalena

His t-shirt is soft under your hands as you cling to him. The baseball cap shields his features from you as presses you against the alley wall. The blue fabric rubs against your cheek as he thrusts up into you. The both of you avoid eye contact and as you bury your face into his shoulder, the scent of his cologne nearly chokes you. You thought it would be easier like this. You’d believed that maybe without the suit you could pretend your “lover” was a normal man. Maybe the two of you had met at a bar, or a doctor’s office, or while walking dogs in the park. You could have been an ordinary couple with a soulmate story fit for a Hallmark movie.

But a change of clothes can’t distract you from the fact that this man, your soulmate, is the very man you’ve dedicated your life to bringing down. It’s a sick joke, isn’t it? You love your team. Hughie is always there with a shoulder to cry on. M.M. gives good advice. Frenchie and Kimiko have become almost like siblings to you. Even Butcher you hold fondness for, as infuriated as he often makes you. They’re your family and yet you’re here fucking enemy #1 in a filthy alley and he’s going to make you come.

You bite his shoulder to keep from crying out as he effortlessly holds you up. It would be easier if he was bad in bed. The soulmate bond would still suck ass, but at least you wouldn’t derive pleasure from it. He came so fast the first time you fucked him that you’d initially been relieved. It had been perfect until he’d spread your legs to lap his own come from you until you’d shuddered helplessly against his tongue. You’d gone home and cried after, despite the pleasure still pulsing warmly through your veins.

You can’t even say it isn’t consensual. Your bond causes you to ache for him viscerally. Hell, this time you sought him out. He didn’t even protest when you laid out your terms. He had seemed more amused than anything. When he showed up wearing civilian clothing like you demanded, you almost turned him away with tears pricking at your eyes.

He looks soft, human, like someone you could love, a real soulmate. Even as he pumps into you, the peek of blond sticking out from beneath the cap makes you ridiculously endeared against your will. If only he was anyone else…

Soulmates have always been romanticized to a ridiculous degree, despite everyone knowing a story of some person who is enslaved by their mark instead of liberated. There are many things that can tie two souls together besides love. Yet everyone still longs for the day they find their match, in hopes of the happiest of endings. You had been no different.

You whine and clench around him as he angles himself differently, his cock sliding even deeper into you until it feels like you're choking on it. Your mark burns and the empty pit in your stomach that lingers in his absence is washed away with each heated pulse. The nausea of being away from him finally subsides with each brush of your skin against his. He sighs happily into your hair, as the same sense of belonging envelopes him. This feels right and it makes you want to scream.

“Mine,” he growls against your temple.

“Yours,” your bond answers for you.

You only ever fuck him in comfortless places.

Your heels dig into his ass and you rock yourself into his thrusts. He nips at your ear gently…affectionately. He can’t distinguish between true love and the oppressive obsession that comes with a mate. You don’t love him. Things would be easier if you did.

Why couldn’t he be anybody else?

“Is this good?” He asks needily. He can sense your distraction. He wants to be good for you. He wants to please you. You flutter around him and one hand strokes the back of his neck tenderly despite the mental torment that you’re facing. No one has ever been so attentive during sex before. He makes you feel cherished. Even when you beg for him to make it hurt, he refuses. The same hands that have commited endless cruelties hold you like something rare and precious.

You don’t answer and you can feel his petulant frown against your skin as he waits for feedback.

He adjusts you effortlessly in his grip so he can stroke you exactly the way he’s learned you like it. You whine desperately as you leak all over his fingers and drip onto the ground below. He sighs at the feeling.

“I love you so much.” He whispers intimately into your ear. His sincerity makes you want to weep. “You’re everything I ever wanted.”

It doesn’t matter how many times you rebuke him or refuse his offer to take you home with him. He still believes that you feel the same. He believes that one day he’ll find you soaking wet at his penthouse door, having run across the city in the pouring rain to him, confessing how much it hurt to push him away. He wants the satisfaction of knowing that you abandoned your team from sheer want of him. He thinks of your situation as a romantic comedy that hasn’t hit the emotional climax yet.

It’s pathetic and delusional and you hate how close you know you are to fulfilling it. You don’t love him…but you know you could.

Despite how hard you try to resist, you come hard and you sob into his neck at the intensity of it. He whispers sweet nothings into your ear as he rubs you through it. You kiss him to shut him up and he groans into your mouth as he releases inside you. He kisses you back desperately, seeking whatever crumbs of affection you let yourself give him, using them as proof to fuel his delusional fantasies.

Once you’ve both ridden out your respective orgasms, he finally pulls back to look at you. The softness in his eyes belongs to a kinder man. Your stomach flips. His cap has been knocked slightly askew and he looks human. He frowns slightly and the hand he was using to bring you pleasure brushes something off your cheek.

“You’re crying.” He remarks, hand now cupping your cheek as his thumb strokes your skin in an attempt to comfort you. You want him to be rude to you the way he is to everyone else. You want him to mock you and make crass disrespectful remarks. You open your mouth to reply and a broken sob comes out. He hushes you softly and leans down to kiss the tears that roll down your cheeks

“I love you.” You confess finally, the truth is bitter and shameful in your mouth. You’ve finally stopped lying to yourself

“You say that every time. Are you actually going to follow through or are you going to deny yourself some more?” He asks dryly, cocking his head at you. His grip flexes as he continues to press you against the wall.

You both know the answer. Just like you both know that one day the answer will be different.

Your team better succeed before then.

[takemeorleaveme]

Also going off of that fic I posted hate to break it to people who think if buck and Eddie get together eddie is gonna treat him like garbage because he snapped on him one time at the grocery store and he “treats his partners poorly” 1. He snapped on him in the grocery store because his wife asked for a divorce then died then his best friend also almost died his son was almost dead and said best friend went and made it to where he couldn’t contact him so the man coped in an unhealthy manner to get his anger out and snapped at buck which btw is the only fucking time eddie has ever treated buck poorly.. and the him treating his partners poorly yeah he does because he’s a repressed gay man with catholic guilt I use to think demisexual because of Shannon but at this point I just think he’s gay and that’s why he has to perform with women that’s why he’s romanticizing his toxic relationship with Shannon but besides that Eddie has been a good friend to buck the narrative that he isn’t because buck gives so much more to Eddie is dumb af because buck love language is giving he does it to everybody in his life in his relationship now with Tommy he’s giving way more than Tommy is giving him but ya’ll are ok with that… right…. &&& I feel like if you are hoping that argument comes back up between Eddie and buck you are sadly gonna never get it it’s way past it they are way past it he’s not gonna look for an apology cause he doesn’t feel like eddie needs to give him one just like how chimney never apologized for putting his hands on buck. Sorry for the rant it’s just the way people take the time eddie lashed out in anger while in grief and try to say eddie is gonna be a violent/angry person to buck pisses me off the only other time he was angry was when he took a baseball bat to his room and again that was outta grief he just learned he’s the only surviving person of his friends in the army like give the guy a break my goodness.. THE HATE EDDIE IS GETTING OUTTA NO WHERE BECAUSE OF BUCKTOMMY AND TOMMY IS SICKENING ESPECIALLY BECAUSE NOW ITS MOVING TO RACISM ABOUT HIM AND HOW HE WOULD BE ABUSIVE “BECAUSE HES SUCH AN ANGRY PERSON”AND IM NOT GONNA JUST SIT BY AND WATCH IT HAPPEN.

[glassxworld]

I need to learn how to romanticize life or finally give up and die 🤗

[sergeifyodorov]

At a milb game let's discuss the devastating romanticism of minor league baseball. Also why does this one guy keep showing bunt

[pontevoix]

the clock ticks backwards in jaeger’s office. colt is familiar with it now — with stains on the carpet from spilled coffee, with echoes of slamming doors down the hallway, with the way that something always smells like it’s burning when the heat kicks in.

it’s rare that the heat kicks in, so maybe that’s why.

colt keeps a space heater beneath his desk because zeke never seems to feel the cold. he entertains himself often with making passing comments about chills & goosebumps — but colt has only really seen him complain in earnest about heat, about humidity, about things that burn a little out of control.

it is the differentiation between jaeger & zeke.

jaeger is the professionalism like a blister. it wins a private practice in a shared building, so the premises are small & stained. but the name is a compulsion, a version of self. jaeger is not so much cruel as he is increasingly transactional, as he is buried alive.

colt understands that, mostly, because he has also spent a small eternity learning how to speak into grey spaces & not say too much.

the grice family usually hangs a little too close to desperation, to someone else’s scandal or projected tragedy.

it detracts from things to say too much, & colt always needs prospects.

his prospects have been suffocating recently.

just as zeke jaeger can be split into two, so can colt. he is grice, & he is colt.

but regardless, he is himself through & through.

that’s what makes him different; either there is jaeger, or there is zeke.

the two of them have known each other a while now, not quite family friends — but zeke used drive him to baseball practice ( he had only joined a youth team because of his influence ) & pinch his cheek.

zeke imagined that it promised that he was listening when colt spoke.

colt imagined it left a bruise.

it never did.

even then, zeke could never quite give advice that amounted to much — but they were both smooth-cheeked in their youth, & zeke did a worse job at disguising fatigue then.

nowadays, jaeger transforms fatigue into another compulsion, into late nights with blue-screen light seared against the skin, drying the eyes.

just like that, telling jaeger & zeke apart makes time tick backwards.

colt doesn’t mind working late nights. it’s habit enough, routine enough — mixed with cancelled plans & mixed resentment that doesn’t fit well into his chest.

but he doesn’t mind the work that much.

jaeger calls his name.

automatically, colt reaches for his desk drawer to retrieve pain medication. advil or aspirin or whatever.

he takes one for himself, swigs some water.

they work in the dark when jaeger’s headaches become an overwhelming nuisance, & they’ve been in the dark for hours now.

he spins in his chair to stand, & when he offers the medication to his company — there is blue light reflected off glasses.

jaeger is not afforded the humanity of eye to eye. the glasses can be unsettling.

there's something i have to tell you — jaeger says. colt waits for him to tell a joke.

even in the midst of professionalism, jaeger delights in the romanticization of humor & the idea of charm.

this is a familiar thing about him. it does make colt laugh, even if the humor is tuned too flat — so he waits.

instead of a joke, there’s an apology.

i wanted to say i'm sorry. i take too much out on you when i shouldn't. i spoke to my father yesterday and he repeated some of what i say to you. things will be better you know. '

sent by @warche1f : too late for clients, but he can't seem to stop working. fingers are working aggressively on keys, quietly he hears an echo of computer. " colt? " much too dark, he'd insisted on office lights staying off. headache from constant beeping of phone were driving him insane. he purges ksaver from mind for now, he hears a reply and stands. suppose now would be best. hum as he stands over the younger. " there's something i have to tell you. " its been years, too long he's made himself an ulcer within grice household. overgrowing his presence from babysitting days. " i wanted to say i'm sorry. i take too much out on you when i shouldn't. i spoke to my father yesterday and he repeated some of what i say to you. things will be better you know. "

it surprises colt into stuttering into incomplete statements ( ‘ oh, ‘ he says, because what else is there ).

he likes apologies, believes in them, offers them often. there’s a part of him that always wanted to stay sweet.

but honestly, he doesn’t even know if zeke had ever apologized to him.

he doesn’t know if zeke has mentioned his father to him without casting his voice in something blasé.

the offer for medication feels a little awkward now.

colt looks down at the floor, feels something solid at the back of his throat.

zeke is close to ten years his senior, & they’ve been a type of family.

even so, it’s been a long time since zeke has made him feel young. it’s probably been longer since zeke let himself feel young too.

‘ oh, ‘ colt says again & has to clear his throat. he drops his hand back to his side.

he should say more. time ticks backwards, & he likes apologies.

‘ i don’t have a lot of choices, honestly — ‘ colt admits. ‘ but i really could have quit a long time ago. i like being around you sometimes. i think that’s a point in your favor, you know ? ‘

despite everything he knows not to say & a learned habit of avoiding honest speech, he knows how to give pieces back himself — knows how to agree to fair exchanges.

it is not something that he learned from zeke.

maybe it can get better, & most likely it won’t.

it’s still a different story than what it could have been.

[writingduhh]

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Romanticizing mental health/illness

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[strangerthingsfanworkrecs]

Saturday Night by Dr_Aculaaa

Rating: Mature

28,291 words, 13/? chapters

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: 1990s, Post-Vecna (Stranger Things), Steve Harrington Has PTSD, Early Relationship, Dating, romanticized city life, New York City, Steve Harrington has long hair and wears glasses, Teacher Steve Harrington, Alcohol, Smoking, Fluff and Smut, 80s/90s pop culture references

Summary:

1990s!Steve Harrington x fem!Reader Prequel series to Sunday Morning (Dad!Steve x Mom!Reader) Before that old house just at the top of a slight sloping hill with a swinging bench in the wraparound deck, before you even owned the keys to those cherrywood feather river doors- it was just the two of you in that little studio apartment, hungover from last night’s show, sharing leftover Lucky Dragon egg rolls and veggie lo mein. Major League Baseball is on strike while you and Steve watch Seinfeld every Thursday night. no physical descriptions or preferences of Photographer!Reader except for outfits, hair length, and vegetarianism. There will be sprinkle of Reader backstory.

This rec is for our Artist Highlights. Our featured artist this week is Dr Aculaa

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[gordoslime]

I’m Leaf! I’m 29 years old, and use they/them pronouns! I’m transmasculine as in physically transitioning, but genderfluid overall! I’m both MLM & WLW, and I am very happily married.

I have EDS and ADHD, as well as a host of mental health problems that I’m not going to list out here (but feel free to guess, lmao)

I don’t want to interact with anyone under 21, terfs, or freaks who romanticize/sexualize abuse.

My interests include: 2000s emo (Fall Out Boy, MCR, etc), Taylor Swift, Stardew Valley, Pokémon, Slime Rancher, bunnies, care bears, hockey, baseball, working out, psychology, criminology, & creative writing

This is my main blog, which is kind of just random spam. I also have some side blogs:

Emo Bandom

My Writing

[sunflouwerhabit]

THREE CHEERS FOR OPENING DAY!!! 💙❤️

the 2024 baseball season begins TODAY. i get to see my guardians play a baseball game in about an HOUR.

to celebrate, enjoy a snippet from down the line (harry’s version)

down the line is forever my love letter to cleveland, to baseball, and to the feeling of being at home- warm and safe in the place you love with the people you love. (and that means summer nights at the ballpark when you’re 3 cans of overpriced beers in and you get to watch a firework show after your team wins. i can’t wait for those nights. 🥹)

((your honor she’s romanticizing baseball again))

happy opening day!!! the road to 162-0 begins NOW

[pitchburgh]

✨ Tumblr Builds an MLB Postseason Bracket ✨

The 2023 Postseason Bracket is now going to be determined by baseball's biggest romanticizers, people with an alarmingly large ballcap collection, gif makers, rain delay haters, and bisexuals obsessed with the intimate intricacies of the battery: that's right, I'm talking about Tumblr Dot Com!

We're going to the world series, baybee!!!!!

[blackcatcabin]

I have always thought of Texas as this warm, sunny state that smells of brisket all the time. Rolling deserts and cactus in the background. I imagined I would just be watching the cattle roam. I couldn't have thought of a more disney-esq way to romanticize the state. But, I got a lot more than I bargained for when I moved to Houston. 
For one the food scene down here is more than just amazing brisket. You can find nearly anything your heart desires and then some. Pho at 3am? Mai’s in midtown has got your back. Girl dinner instead? No problem, Postinos bites and wine is perfect. All vegan in Texas? Well…the heights is your spot. Fancy some bomb seafood? Head down to the coast. There’s a little bit for everyone in this city.

Other than knowing it's the fourth largest city in the U.S. I had no idea what to expect. Shout out to my boss for nudging me to live in midtown. Post college, its a perfect spot to acclimate in. Montrose next door is one of my favorite spots in Houston that does not feature cactus and cattle, but has its own mosaic charm and southern cocktails to sip in the hundred degree heat. And as I moved from neighborhood to neighborhood, I got a full picture of the snapshots that Houston is made up of. Arts and culture to drag racing tracks and game days. The religion that is the Astros baseball team. Houston will always be a wonderful, coastal, and ever changing city. (Ever under construction too but that’s another topic!)

I've had way too many thoughts just collecting in a large void. This blog is to get them all out there. Make up, sports, food, cocktails, lifestyle, we got it all. For whoever is reading this. Hey.

If nothing else I'm hoping this brings a laugh or at least a smile to your day.

(P.s. I am not paying any attention to my grammar, as this is a word vomit blog to get it out of my brain, but I’ll do my best)

[mattstrahm]

thoughts on writing and growth and life

the fucked up thing about having a pattern and a brand of your writing style and your themes and your ideas for years, is that if you might grow out of it. and it can be good. i'm having a strange time. in 2022 i started my thesis and what happened was i spent the next year going crazy, getting into things i don't like, discovering new things, writing shit i would never publish to "keep myself sane" but also to try things out... and i learned about love.

sure in theory i always knew about love but it's always been kind of this thing that happens to others and is understood by others. i never liked love songs, i never thought of getting that for myself, i never... well. and i don't know that i still think love will happen to me but it could. and also if it doesn't, i guess i really truly made peace with that too.

but what it's done is now i can't stop writing about love. i have a hard time writing about things that aren't love. and it's about other things obviously, acceptance, vulnerability, etc. but i've grown to love using love as a vehicle. and i'm having such a hard time with what i'm working on because it's not about love. it's not even about like yet. it's more about expectations and how bad finance teachers can be...

and i don't think it has to be love between people. i like the aho/hintz fic i wrote and that was love of helsinki in the summer. love of shitty apartments my friends have. love of the energy in that environment. i don't even like summer, or helsinki for that matter, but romanticizing helsinki in the summer feels so easy.

i hope i'll write a crime au again some day. and maybe i'll figure out a way to make it about love too. it's never been that but i've written so many of them in my life and it feels silly to abandon my roots. maybe eventually i'll figure out a plotline that lets me hammer nails into the guys' baseball bats.

i think that's all for tonight.

[spritehouse]

On Repeat Prompts

(mostly angst) prompts inspired by my "on repeat" playlist on spotify!

Wrong People (Faye Webster) "Maybe I took what you said a little too. Maybe I took it just far enough." taken too far | arguments | "I didn't mean it like that"

Suspend Your Disbelief (Matt Maltese) "Maybe I'm just bones in a hell-bound motion" brought down to earth | insignificance/undervalued | "Nothing I do matters"

A Lot's Gonna Change (Weyes Blood) "Go back to a time when I was just a girl" matured/grew up too fast | innocence | "I was just a kid"

I'd have to think about it (Leith Ross) "I'm scared to death I'll scream your name" remeeting/re-entering someone's life | reunion | "I missed you"

A Dream With a Baseball Player (Faye Webster) "How did I fall in love with someone I don't know?" falling out of love | strangers | "I don't recognize you anymore"

Mortician (Matt Maltese) "I'll do my best to not romanticize" falling too quickly | blind adoration | "I love everything about you"

Andromeda (Weyes Blood) "Stop calling. It's time to let me be" sudden disconnection/isolation | ghosting | "This is for the best"

We'll Never Have Sex (Leith Ross) "You kissed me just to kiss me." gentle/intimate, non-sexual touches | touch aversion | "You're in control"

Is It Too Much To Ask (Faye Webster) "Maybe you'll give up and come home" one-sided attraction | distance | "I'll be right here."

Driving Just to Drive (Matt Maltese) "Maybe it meant nothing" silent car rides | leaving | "Where are we going?"

Salt Lake City (Etta Marcus & Matt Maltese) "This town doesn't suit you, this town doesn't suit me" leaving everything behind | starting over | "Will you come with me?"

Shotgun (Pomplamoose & dodie) "If you need me you know where I'll be" road trips | sightseeing | "We aren't lost" ("We're lost")

right side of my neck (Faye Webster) kisses at the door | goodbyes | "I miss you already"

Lobster (Matt Maltese) "People come and go, that's how it works" left behind | abandoned | "It's okay, I know."

In The Middle (dodie) "I held his hand like I held yours" still in love | moving on | "I still love you"

Not Strong Enough (boy genius) "I don't know why I am the way I am" proving yourself | dysfunctional | "I don't know why I'm like this"

Remember When (Faye Webster) "I remember when you were happy just to walk me to my car" lost excitement | mundane | "You used to make my heart race"

Studio 6 (Matt Maltese) "I remember one of those mornings, I reached out to wake you" learning to live without them | grief | "I see parts of them in everything"

Hate Myself (dodie) "I'm not magical, I can't read your mind" silent treatment | blame | "What did I do?"

Emily I'm Sorry (boy genius) "We can burn out in the freezing cold" mutual (self) destruction | unhealthy relationship | "I'm sorry."

Come to Atlanta (Faye Webster) "Why won't you come here to visit?" hidden relationship | shame | "You haven't told them about us?"

Sad Dream (Matt Maltese) "It seems a small price now that you've destroyed me" cutting ties | bad dreams | "Can we still be friends?"

Ready Now (dodie) "I'd forgotten people are kind" friendly face in a crowd | reaching out | "How did you know?"

Guts (Aiden Alexander) "You miss me. While I'm indifferent" one-sided relationship | manipulated | "I was using you."

old post from my drafts but i want to use some of these :)

[pt-piranha]

SU episode titles in the style of Community episode titles

Most episodes of Community are named in the style of a hypothetical college course. So I applied that format to Steven Universe. Why? I dunno, bored. Apologies if I overuse certain terms.

Spoilers for the whole series. Includes Future, excludes the movie.

For fun, see if you can recognize each episode.

Season 1A

Gemology 101

Basic Artillery

Applicability of Meat-Based Accessories

Cooperative Dining

Mascot Care and Upkeep

Introduction to Shapeshifting

Bubble Invocation

Basic Mission Decorum

Introduction to Wrestling

Beginner’s Lion Care

Video Game Appreciation

Introduction to Gem Fusion

Advanced Biology

Basic Sociology

Economics of Figurines

Swordplay and the Art of Reformation

Intermediate Lion Care

Women’s Volleyball

Studies in Wish Fulfillment

Physical Education

Ethics of Pastry Avoidance

Basic Multiplication

Arthropod Domestication

Gem Repair

Mirrors

Hydrokinetic Theft

Season 1B

Nursing 101

Rocket Science

Cooperative Conspiracy

Summer Vacation

Theoretical Invasion Response

Table Manners

Speculative Maternal Habits

Basic Horticulture

Advanced Lion Care

Introduction to Human Fusion

Paranoia and Parental Debate

Extracurricular Dungeon Navigation

Crisis Clairvoyance

Introduction to Kindergarten

Basic Cinema

Clairvoyant Meteorology

Espionage and Modern Robotics

Weapon Containment and Grief Therapy

Revisionist Literature

Fashion and Paternal Appreciation

Parental Chemistry

Basic Message Decryption

Politics of Crisis Management

Evacuation Tactics

Applied Chemistry

Season 2

Interpersonal Communication

Driver’s Ed

Avuncular and Grandparental Relations

Romantic Literature

Reformative Psychology

Advanced Swordsmanship

Amateur Documentary Filmmaking

Involuntary Mineral Permutation

Parental Communication

Somnambulant Projectionism

Celebrity Addiction

Gemological Fission

Root Vegetables

Alternative History

Accounting for Pearls

Hospitality

Theoretical Music Appreciation

Extraterrestrial Custody Law

Weather Documentation and Gratitude

Competitive Mechatronics

Intro to Gossip

History of Chemistry

Remedial Biology

Theoretical Terraforming

Interstellar Communication

Survival Documentation

Season 3

Citrullus Anthropology

Core Studies

Earth 101

Rural Cohabitation

Galactic Baseball

Advanced Aerodynamics

Competitive Fatherhood

Empirical Romanticism

Height Properties and Ferrokinesis

Social Impressionism

Ethics of Satisfaction and Road Rage

Culinary Tribalism

Cooperative Oneirology

Arthropod Reformation

Yacht Ownership and Relationship Dynamics

Postnatal Supervision

Arctic Mineralogy

Combat Instinct

Competitive Self-Deprecation

Introduction to Blacksmithing

Alternative Kindergarten

Earth Population Studies

Lunar Archeology

Advanced Bubble Invocation

Season 4

Hunting 101

Additive Properties of Negativity

Advanced Historical Documentation

Meditative Stress Management

Predictive Technology

Rebellious Romanticism

Advanced Root Vegetables

Family Relations and Harvest Tradition

Neonatal Gemology

Korean History

Effects of Lightspeed Velocity

Gem Society and You

Anthropological Zoology

Authoritarian Subversion and Coping

Supplementary Heroism

Maternal Bonding

Cultural Appreciation and Appropriation

Advanced Wrestling

Naval Assimilation

Alternative Lion Care

Investigative Surveillance

Self-Image and the Culinary Arts

Missing Persons Tracking

Sacrificial Self-Parenthood

Season 5

Captivity 101

Gem Law

Color Theory

Movements in Follicle Patterns

Political Certification

Obsessive Behavior and Radio Silence

Advanced Barn Raising

Intro to Botany

Applied Music Appreciation

Party Etiquette

Interstellar Piracy

Jungle Survival

History of Gems

Musical Documentary Filmmaking

Chaos Theory and Ailurophilia

Interstellar Community Review

Lunar Escapism

Recursive Cognitive Neuroscience

Sapphire Maintenance

Therapeutic Custody

Equine Isolationism

Matrimonial Ornament Crafting

Wedding Security and Family Dynamics

Travel Capacity of Lower Limbs

Advanced Gemology

Dancehall Decorum

Citrullus Communication

Advanced Gemological Persuasion

Future

Homeschool 101

Career Application

Maternal Impressionism

History of Volleyball

Response to Additive Irritants

Basic Time Management

Recess

Hydrokinetic Persuasion

Fluidity of Status Quo

Advanced Horticulture

Somnambulant Television Writing

Advanced Sociology

Matrimonial Desperation

Basic Child Psychology

Universal Parenthood

How to Get Away with Murder

Homecoming

Trauma Avoidance

Emotional Consequences of Lifelong Trauma

Applied Self-Care