Jane Chatwin
Okay, but what about the timeline where Quentin and Eliot got together early, and nothing went wrong. They never even did the seance. No Beast came to campus. Everyone lived their lives. And Q and El were happy...
But Jane wasn't...she wanted her volunteer tomato...
So she started the next time loop.
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rewatching Pokemon XY/XYZ for the somethingeth time, and I just finished the (what I would call) mandatory spooky Psychic/Ghost pokemon episode in XY, and GOD DAMN ESPURR MY LITTLE BABY 🥺🥺🥺🥺
WHEN MEOWTH TRANSLATED ESPURR'S STORY??? I CRIED, AND I'M STILL FEELING THE EFFECTS OF THE EPISODE. AND THE FACT THAT ESPURR COULD KEEP GRANDMA LACY'S PENDANT IS SO CUTE, I HOPE ELISE (grandma Lacy's grandchild) AND ESPURR LIVE A HAPPY LIFE
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More pre/post heat riley. i want more snuggles
<3 I adore him… this is only a little bit of cuddles but still very affectionate and sweet!
send me cute little prompts for mini drabbles
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„Who is this beautiful young omega I am seeing? Excuse me? Have you seen my son? He’s this shy little kid, not as grown-up and pretty as you are!“
„Daaaad!“ Riley giggles, hiding his face behind his hands at Daniel’s antics. It’s the first time they are going out after Riley’s presentation, just Max, Daniel, Riley and Isabel. No triplets, no Jasper. Just the grown-ups, Isa said with a smirk on her face.
„You look pretty,“ Max says, pressing a kiss to Riley’s temple. He’s wearing a dress- it’s one Charles bought for him, and while Daniel naturally thinks it’s too short, Max thinks it looks beautiful on Riley, playful and cute. It’s the kind of dress Max dreamed of as a teenager.
„Mama, you’re not about to cry again are you?“ Riley asks, cuddling into Max’s side, scenting him. Max quickly sniffles and wipes his eyes. „No, no, baby, I’m fine. You just looks so pretty and so grown up.“
„Maybe you should take a jacket, though,“ Daniel says from the door. Max rolls his eyes at him; it’s warm outside.
„Do you think so?“ Riley asks, scrunching up his nose.
„No,“ Max says before Daniel opens his mouth again, „Dad just thinks people will look at your shoulders for too long and he’ll have to get into a fight.“
„Oh!“ Riley giggles. Daniel puts on a mean face and squares his shoulders, playing along to make Riley laugh.
Outside in the yard, with an ugly noise, Isabel kills the car engine, making all three of them flinch.
„…maybe we should take helmets instead,“ Riley whispers, before dashing around his parents and running down the stairs to where Isabel is sitting in the driver’s seat, looking guilty.
„…maybe I’ll just take a jacket for him,“ Daniel says quietly, watching the twins squabble.
Max wraps his arm around Daniel’s waist, and kisses his shoulder. „Yeah, you do that,“ he says fondly. Because Daniel is exactly the kind of Dad Max dreamed of having as a teenager.
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Wanted to play Animal Crossing again but my villager has my deadname and the only way to change it is to completely delete my save. This has been an incredibly emotional discovery.
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i don’t need to spend 45 dollars on a stuffed animal. i do NOT need to spend 45 dollars on a stuffed animal. yknow the last time i spent 45 dollars on a stuffed animal? literally like a month ago. i do NOT need to.
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but listen they’re a matching set and i have 3/4 of them and i only need one more and then i’ll have all of them and they can all be happy together :) they can be a little family :)
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one of the things about being an educator is that you hear what parents want their kids to be able to do a lot. they want their kid to be an astronaut or a ballerina or a politician. they want them to get off that damn phone. be better about socializing. stop spending so much time indoors. learn to control their own temper. to just "fucking listen", which means to be obedient.
one of the things i learned in my pedagogy classes is that it's almost always easier to roleplay how you want someone to act. it's almost always easier to explain why a rule exists, rather than simply setting the rule and demanding adherence.
i want my kids to be kind. i want them to ask me what book they should read next, and i want to read that book with them so we can discuss it. i want my kid to be able to tell me hey that hurt my feelings without worrying i'll punish them. i want my kid to be proud of small things and come running up to me to tell me about them. i want them to say "nah, i get why this rule exists, but i get to hate it" and know that i don't need them to be grateful-for-the-roof-overhead while washing the dishes. i want them to teach me things. i want them to say - this isn't safe. i'm calling my mom and getting out of this. i want them to hear me apologize when i do fuck up; and i want them to want to come home.
the other day a parent was telling me she didn't understand why her kid "just got so angry." this woman had flown off the handle at me.
my dad - traditional catholic that he is - resents my sentiment of "gentle parenting". he says they'll grow up spoiled, horrible, pretentious. granola, he spits.
i am going to be kind to them. i am going to set the example, i think. and whatever they choose become in the meantime - i'm going to love them for it.
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