#ain��t that precious?

[thegamingcatmom]

BIRB MAMA LET´S GO 🐦‍⬛

(I can´t get over how adorable/goofy she looks here. How am I supposed to fear any of that?)

If Mother Miranda were to take an interest in you outside the whole vessel thing, it would include:

(Yall know the drill by now: Don´t like my dark and twisted stuff, don´t read my dark and twisted stuff. 🖤)

having to listen to her ranting and gossiping about her "children"

sometimes, it´s straight up just death threats

she´s scary when she gets like that

especially because she tends to breathe down your neck to calm herself (your scent is quite helpful)

having to listen to her feverish prayers when it comes to Eva

Eva is a big topic in general

helping her in her lab

which basically means cleaning up her mess (and she is rather messy, it has to be said)

we´re talking mountains of papers as well as mountains of bodies

ofc she´s gonna make sure to snuff out every last bit of life before she lets you near her failed experiments

she won´t take any risks when it comes to you

as for the papers-

...it´s a mess

and it´s very scary (and very unfair) when she gets all hissy and murderous over you trying to do your "job" and clean up her mess just because, out of the millions of papers, there´s one that she still needs

"How dare you throw that away?!"

"Well, how tf am I supposed to know?!"

...you think to yourself because there´s no way you´re gonna say that to her face (you quite like breathing, tyvm)

Eva

whenever she has one of her downright terrifying smash-things-against-the-wall "tantrums" (as you like to call them not to her face) she gets all purry and touchy-feely after

probs her way of apologizing (cause there ain´t no way she´s gonna use them words)

you hate that it´s working

despite being a mass murderer/mold monster smt who doesn´t require eating or using any stuff that humans usually would (like toilets), she does appreciate you cooking and cleaning for her

things she tasked you with ofc

she quite...enjoys the sight

(smt about that domestic view just...does things to her)

(you force-wearing an apron drives her wild)

Eva

preening

she does have feathers, after all

and those need lots of TLC 💋

makes you clean her mask too

or her hand chains

anything, really

in return, you may wear it

(honestly? totally worth it)

we won´t talk about the fact she´s doing it more for herself (just like pretty much everything else) because seeing you wearing what is hers just...yknow?

but also to demonstrate to you just how good it feels to be bad

"Hm... What do you think, little bird? Do you like it? I certainly do..."

Eva

forces you to attend meetings with her so she can show you off

and also because it almost always gives her a reason to rip into her "children" because that bunch just doesn´t know how to behave around you

especially the tall one who keeps throwing you looks that make it seem like she wants nothing more than for you to drop dead

you kinda share that sentiment

anywhere would be better than here

...she´s scary

something Miranda takes note of as well

one look is all that is needed to put the tall one in her place

in moments like this, you truly appreciate your roommate´s/abductor´s murderous side

when you´ve been especially good for a (long) while (no escape attempts, no talking back, no disobeying her whatsoever) she indulges your childish urges to see her transform into different animals

she will deny any and all accusations of smiling at that, down to her very last breath

(she could be persuaded though...)

Eva

one day, you´ll probs have to go from cleaning that mess to making it

which means actively helping MM with her experiments

cutting someone open etc.

there´s no way out of it, let´s be honest

it´s her livelihood, ofc she wants to share that with you

(isn´t she just precious?)

spying on the villagers for her

(she will find out when you´ve been lying, so don´t even think about it)

Eva

(This actually got way less dark and twisted than I anticipated. Gotta work on that, LMAO.)

Basically, my HC for Miranda includes her getting an absolute kick out of anything family/domestic life. She goes absolutely nuts when it comes to her daughter, so I imagine this would count for an s/o as well. She gets obsessed to the point of no return, and she´ll fight tooth and nail to keep them with her always.

I could go on, and on, and on, and on, and-

But, alas, it is rather late and, unlike some mold monster smt, I do need my sleep. ;3

I might do more posts like that cause I have thoughts. 😩🤌

CYA THERE! 🫶

[strxwberry-milku]

Hello :3 it’s been a while since I requested a fic. How about evil!spoiled!fem!reader x Roman R. - she causes hell around backstage but in front of Roman she’s a saint lol

“ 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 ,𝐖𝐞’𝐯𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐒𝐡𝐞’𝐬 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 ”

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 🎀 : You going around causing chaos wherever you go , but hey whose gonna stop you ? exactly no one cause they know not to mess with THE tribal chiefs woman.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 🎀: Nothing accept a lil kissing

Backstage was a living hell the workers had to face this demon like women every day , but if they hated it so much then they could leave . You wouldn’t care and certainly Roman wouldn’t care ether cause he knew he would be able to replace them real quick .

“ But i want it , and i want it now ! ” the short woman screamed at the older panicked looking women “ i know darling but-” the younger girl raised her finger meaning silence and god forbid someone speaks over her . “ I SAID, i want it now . You don’t want me to tell your boss aka my husband that you’re denying his precious princess now do you ? ” you said playing an evil smirk on your face watching the worker start to get even more frightened than before . There’s something so sweet and delightful at the fact that you can get anyone wrapped around your finger just by mentioning your man’s name . Sighing in defeat the older woman named Janice got on her walkie talkie to make an announcement. “ This is Janice speaking, could one of you guys please order wing stop for y/n ” she said while looking elsewhere because she couldn’t look you dead in eyes knowing damn well you were boring holes straight through her head .

“ Ummm… what-t was your-r order aga-a-ain Mrs Reigns-s ? ” the poor lady trembled while speaking because she knew world war three was about the start . Looking offended you grabbed the walkie talkie from her hands and pointed it to your mouth “ listen here , you people have been working her for about a year now so how the fu-” just as you were about to finish your sentence you hear Romans voice come from behind you . Janice was probably thanking god above that she got saved from your tantrums by her boss . “ Is everything going on alright baby ?” he questioned and looked between both you and Janice who still seemed a bit shooken up.

Turning around you got on your tippy toes and kissed him which he happily obliged and wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer . Both of you still couldn’t give a fuck if anyone saw you guys making out because as stated before , if they don’t like it they can simply work somewhere else . Departing your lips from his you turned back around facing a shocked Janice , you almost busted out laughing from her expression , but nobody told her ass to stare .

“ Yes baby everything is ok , she was just ordering me my wing stop ” you replied while smiling up at him . Leaning down he kissed your forehead and said “ that’s good my love , however make sure you still have enough room to eat another meal because i’m taking you out for dinner at the new restaurant that just recently opened up down our street ” he then blowed you a kiss and took of round the corner back to his office .

Squealing in delight you shook Janice by her shoulders “ Did you hear that Janice ? my man is bout to take me out to eattttt , can you believe that ? who am i kidding, your man can’t even afford one of those microwave meals to give you ” without giving her a chance to respond you took off running to god knows where.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : Ik this is a bit short but i did what i could do 🤷🏾‍♀️ i hope you liked it bae 💋

[my-chaos-radio]

Release:  November 05, 1990

Lyrics:

Oh, oh mercy, mercy me

Oh, things ain′t what they used to be

No, no

Where did all the blue skies go?

Poison is the wind

That blows from the north, west, south and east

Oh, oh mercy, mercy me

Oh, things ain't what they used to be

No, no

Oil wasted on the oceans and our seas

Oh, Fish full of mercury

Oh, oh mercy, mercy me

Oh, things ain′t what they used to be

No, no

Radiation underground and in the sky

Animals and birds who live nearby are dying

Oh, oh mercy, mercy me

Oh, things ain't what they used to be

What about this over-crowded land

How much more abuse from man can she stand?

I want you

And I want you

The right way

I want you

But I want you to want me too (want me too)

Want you to want me baby

Just like I want you

Oh, I'll give you all the love

You want to return sweet darlin′

Your happiness is all I crave

Ooh, it′s too bad - it's just too sad

You don′t want me now

But I'm gonna change

Your mind someway, somehow, baby

I want you

The right way

I want you

But I want you to want me too

I want you to want me, baby

Just like I want you, ooh

A one way love is just the fantasy

Oh, sugar

To share is precious pure and fair, ooh

Don′t play with something

You should cherish for your life, baby

Don't you want to care?

Lonely

Oh, oh mercy, mercy me

I′m there

I want you

Oh, things ain't what they used to be

No, no

Where did all the blue skies go?

Poison is the wind

How much more abuse from man can she stand?

That blows from the north, west, south and east

Oh, mercy, mercy me

Oh, things ain't what they used to be

What about this over-crowded land

I want you (I want you)

The right way (I want you)

I want you

I want you

But I want you to want me too

Want you to want me baby

Just like I want you, ooh

The right way

I want you

But I want you to want me too

Songwriter: Marvin Gaye

Want you to want me baby

Just like I want you, ooh

Aah

AlbumFacts:

Don't Explain is the tenth solo studio album by English singer Robert Palmer, released in 1990. Across his 18 tracks, Palmer showcases rock, R&B, jazz and Bahamian influences. Several classic songs are also covered. The album peaked at number 9 in the UK and number 88 in the US.[4]

In the UK, the album was certified gold by the BPI in November 1990.

[libidomechanica]

Untitled # 10335

A limerick sequence

               1

In buoyancy come slight, the chi puo. Thick and would complaces. And no    another’s cot, the family    Miss Edgeworth, ever. Me a below that Adeline his stone?

               2

And flutes, like Spirit to put up—no, no, go not I was on might her that    wad been at our good, whose    a little stays no more loftier studies wither. For true.

               3

Await, according, were so much let thought of birth. A good thing the would    renovate, which their eye a    sudden transport same—is through or Don Alfonso’s hum, was those.

               4

Yet what calls! In France; she men health, westling to you that for thing abroad face    is idleness, ’ I dare    nothing—nothings green a bless grasp them all Spanish crimson so?

               5

Little as mere are not. Settled: there lies every oftentimental e’re    madrigals. Upon her    loss that I forget, the skimm’d twenty year, or crest; or partial?

               6

Because heaven of girl— she totem. Sometimes carpent’s set, and haunter’d, Detain    poet couldn’t stands. On    one: whether times to weak in. Under is Despair rise again.

               7

When though then we have pleasant garden- rose precious say, close me—Me—they death-    cry draws to temple, as    the solar orbit, each other her sense among his Embleme.

               8

Be young wild will besideratum. —But, doubt, the ways, great an unlamented.    Swore like love. Last’s mature    fortress! I wondrous enow. A part from fear and moonlight?

               9

Alas! And like muse of your warden- rose fight O gently we wild, and cock    could be fair, can comes in,    temptation of you, but woman, so longest, none—nay, whose mind.

               10

And she throughly in all, that drooping for one although the night, when frecklesse    by side my rest. Is that    their clown, marrying my Hearts of business shot let once high death?

               11

(I have me mystic caress’d shall say. With which none may say. A woman is    gone? His ran a beat human    put unto people, but whole—streetlight heart bear it, nor day!

               12

Slay me hall longbow frivolous in a strange, or why, or Fates change! They haled    us, to divert    nest’ she same—is mother rounder not. Babes to cheek that the sun.

               13

So the gallow’s eyes. When then though the reserved. ’ Says no ebb to its in the    hill imputes crawl: o    moan even by the had operation; and even he rest.

               14

If this new him! I have seemed, her help think his lady’s gentlest Calmuck    the old bygones of the    doom is fit shalt happy whether tender, and hardly, procul!

               15

You of the must go, but betide, pars peeped and genitors of Fear, and thou    reprove the Frenchments in    a woman, Counter region. On the snug where I now bedbugs?

               16

She table to which brow that point with a sword that lingering in ghosts; the same—    because themselves; since thou    have seemed light? I’m very presentence. To tent despair, who stands.

               17

I thing, feel quite in Hades, in the nippit he take leave borne daye in vain. That    does nothings one mysterics,    down; and drowsily, but in say the should not these my ain.

               18

The specially was as me; know this yet whenever whose frown which man her from    the most of working could    not on claim on the voice and a’! Blind is thy obscurity.

               19

Drawn domed blow, because the like a soul that great die. Thy house with joy; you to    a boxes to-nigh over;    ah yes, as done such are your forefather was light of all.

               20

If but how that the tramped they sang salamandering has number: example—    t was amusemen.    So renew: they knew him! To Russians high, upon the sky.

               21

Fond of Man he hardly black, sword drear, sweet is new one venom which cant, you    that her heart. Of many    a favouring, and began too quaintance I said, stripling drum!

               22

But seeketh not quill and Lassie, O. The wicked down wi’ purfles and    immaculation; but, lo!    The pass for Juan’s very tremulous occasion, or this dead.

               23

He mind us earthquake one night, with sublime, the pock! The settled in any    others should be sent    leans, and stumble post; but none of weak in. A chain of those died.

               24

Shifts to bully at the trippe it was And t will his disease; and what this    new we tramped to woman    that I must in thereby is no sisters with added greue. Love.

               25

Were slewe misplaced? And not the most fears, and drop at human Pity do the    wits, from out; there were to    song of, or ioynts beneath, welcoming to dancing each in mud.

               26

Musick men wealth, and cock could stood with a tide of courselves classie, O. Are    bridegroom, the move, such to    say, and slides upon a low or little last sixty for all.

               27

Six weeks inward praise, a contemples? Huge woman, and bawled the sun, no harmless    thanks again. Many    a little Clod of bones that spurn, he deserves that with snowing.

               28

Had begin less the Cather love. When the look down upon a single milk    as far more regretting    all these maching to them neat little or poem, prology.

               29

Lift up shelter than grows? Of filter’d to gaze of Vivian all danced with    all the peek or was not    ease o’er ages, if the sun, who cross so thee the fled all calls!

               30

And if he hand: cleave though ether, and finds her bosom burning adieu, and    like peace, or ride a Warder    at beautiful. To songs of counted, who watched into thee?

               31

Yon palace, for Adonais! Though they, whose family sort of birthright for the    preconciled nooks, Love    lived in pedigree with juries, or very now should remorse.

               32

But walked and circle smile one trace was a wisp alone. It may Lord was whole    where no not that love, the    rest at Halifax; ’ but ensembleme. And wrough the tyranny.

               33

Of pleaseth ay more comeline, last thou will no mouth or Donna Julia’s    pages. But great immortalice    see denying ayme down at hath is a solitaire?

               34

Let radians but the gallow. Came from year with fears before debt to my stars    would surmise where are Nugae,    quarum part six hour, beacon- tower, you are, which band to keepe.

               35

When the heart, by merely call’d in such a some stream. Make my soul the sound by    gush’d, and chast pall the thousand    power I should not evil fan. The point of two you all!

               36

Is greater in her heart by bride, I do come! A though me a huge women,    gentle to general posses    held in vapour; But just, stirre nothing on them were is home.

               37

It strange—there sent for idle now for the picture, except they came is they    are sides to sleep. Lost Angels    the found they rose! I ’ve only togethere was peace!

               38

And a slight have for our her and golden Day, who step soft Sh! In thy    Greek—the sun of Death, is    furrows cold. Of domestic basin of her is clear’d to glow.

               39

Which, irregulation is during, the twice? The old the scents thy love, I    had then, or Ralph had wrong.    Names erect stood in an ages hers lost proudly may be drest.

               40

From Lady, once, though several Count that I could almost in the though twenty    years. When in the    Memory excel that third flog there, that sixty, it slay this tutch.

               41

Sweet to die? The moon of the world up in his sort of colouring with bland    much happy they stalk, adown    to spell the stranges an image, or our goose: and say, No.

               42

They were she winding should seen absenceless like the twelve conceiv’st, it may    finger the wish, by teeth    our rosaries! For therefore at first regret; o Death each for?

               43

It was some down to enter. ’Tis Despair meant air, the Dambe. Why not opening    in it and world’s widow    and not die her saw they coupled in exile were at Christ!

               44

And let him for what wakes a rivulet; and corn winding sportsman of this    ends open with find is    what this own his Britons have she whose of thought he! Remember.

               45

Or gentle Lawiers, reliefest bid me to a coach, that what life finding,    but a patriots those    at Christmas. Saw this dishonored that I wrothfull coronet.

               46

—Fifteen with a general vow take eyes have leaf where were presentence, he those    who have see denying    so mutter; my book a discords of Rockport. My stocking way.

               47

He should not then, jaded faint, the taper, ’ and do a sinecure—she, to    square. Made of the walked her    chiefly haruest of being aught have the had there was a fit.

               48

In action of they could had skill marketable without music from    collectually Brown, who came    so ne’er the city. No anodyne; give nothing but better.

               49

To the this was a thou been will. A rushing mind, when your bower to tell    her break or blow mortal    of handsome slipslop nor will purged, or he whole when all the bed.

               50

—The mellow you must taken of the present you knowled across to a    coxcomb’s flower should son    again. Await, and then the hot wakes me my verse another.

               51

But at gate has struck one, is much passion. John wassail till in an infancy    complete, and all know    who never having been nothings; he did party to his head!

               52

That doth some obscure; like another. And not go see it up; and headlong    view of your dear, and, and    caught machinery weel aff, because to give a creed to his bright?

               53

Choke to meet again! And sweet to battles, leaving of names true think the bushes,    by my epic poets,    and other, each, by his letched pose,—a dun—whether want.

               54

’ For mere claretless, thou now I must have now—No! Regarding the breath, but    neither could be not my    narrow killing, sweet kiss— attracts by naming. From times she guesse.

               55

But this grew another, surely, from more a prove thee. Found; all, what bed of    episodes both whatever    lives! As we should that some conversation, until I find.

               56

Models fly; o’er what the bosom single one depart: a word, who were red,    and what prove to shown. She    man be set to little tender should make them at Waterloo.

               57

And thus to keep my sleeping fallen, no hide; one of an in the uninspired.    If such subtless    right Phantastic skill’d, and love it, I tell the Heart, eye-water.

               58

Shut up shells the placent. Who in the straws their scaffold in here was of those    rubies tell us. Thus    that it and bliss, and have none some constantial. At lengthenish.

               59

A stars, till my ankle? To dawn grew; nor found me. Not spilt. For the Exchangeable    to have may be    saint though for their title sore at their surpass the sun’s despise.

               60

And only mean a corkscrew one, nor caughter to defensible; and me,    dart. Like a fear on to    wind! No mattered, They knowledge of paying what commoners case.

               61

He mind wish I would like a hill. Fairer to all that, in has blythest at    Vivian-place—but I    am too long despair began to whom shore, but me dulci.

               62

That we know there thy lingers for saving eyes. Sister mate appoints, e’er colour’d    lay show, as the prison-    wall, and cling nails; we rushed with chance went but then already.

               63

Some luck, our men kick as Ovid’s reproachful and station, which was only    liked to say, he callous    hope, they have spoke in eye I’m very gentle rug. Former curls.

               64

Those will learn’d, when hearse. With the said, o Bulbul, as I pick upon the blood!    Shamed of her late; but note,    span to me; for jealous, transport and strength the antipodes.

               65

Born I was light their heard swain such women killed at all the Duke of glory.    Thy out thought are about    disparage such foreigning, fooles in ourself might of brave.

               66

But think, even into his vice, were line, to see, seek’st the leads I said: she    is paralysis, the    left the park, all you now, thy cold. At sixteen you, but Nanie, O.

               67

Of sunshine same, glaunce: two or twenty- five hung thy call’d love such doom wait for    such a stern watch that poems    still the sun, no more them most? Broken his so very dawn.

               68

Away, I touched hilt, and live you pattern wi’ rightly, since toom, and what men    mix some fair week, and    sulkily the TV because among he love. Their eyes.

               69

My Muse dew sat wings of game, Caesar his rival out. I’ll betrays with his    palls—at least, with that floating    and God requent ivory still that are kindest I have died.

               70

Into a foreveries rolled to mine, have choises are nis side-saddle.    An ocean walks we glens    are me back into rhyme, whatsoe’er saint and few faux pas, ’ thought to.

               71

Palpitated: he line hours, the pavilion: the cliff, when thy love tough? Such    women, ’ said to takes the    two poor the corporal—some had connects great barn or nothing Post?

               72

There was Hopes as locust on so, as it’s playes, making, charming, as worth things.    But for naething college    lorn night, selectric shock a liness in me, many yearning.

               73

’En talk one date, unworth, that ripeness. To his garden poets where from    Cadiz. Poor house, since,    exceedingly read when we tires throught the world of Hazeldean.

               74

He stood up your old starved the follye wits, like all higher tender-shower. And    one thinks with me. And    grotesques ill awake up for useful Pussy my example.

               75

That I wrothful as fed, inside before it since defile. When a coming    head; Out of thing our    you wert o’ thee, should be among to pleasant, I—you know it.

               76

By side, which heard this kindling hardly hew and with change within these to watched    Elenor! And bursts by    turnpike raging to their name, glauncing leaves at a’! And story.

               77

I am glad that come; twere was agree; of all weep anew! They see; don    Jose abode what, are    smooth likes pit their eyes over one with flute fancy to say, oh!

               78

And stood name, and that the deep down was the stronger. Serene another’s in    amongst the air that working    out, a noble tore of mud cried, o Bulbul, and feast die?

               79

And Don Alfonso’s hurried at you gave her me. In Kula, driven the    might, that sober sport; a    heavy head, and virtue slurringes, till wed; and lassie, O.

               80

There he happy fretted; its free a words; and look I deem’d chasten to attack?    As we have amorous    a firmed not opens, and make a modern Grecian tired.

               81

He sameness is our Ashes rounding shall take things of the will beneath a    smile. Whose did so hear to    it was painties erected, and every preparate her gates.

               82

Seven know, that heathers comrades up each come: if people grave my sorrowing    by Dame Christian laws;    but a lucid lake, and the missed to mend your labour. His clears.

               83

The has blythe time, and wake no one keep the Miller in their from Cato. Which,    with look’d alone from lean    in his dreaming thy water wanton was three preux Chevalier.

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.Cairo Day Tour to the Pyramids from Sokhna Port: In Cairo day tours, you will cover the most attractive sites in Cairo from your destination in Sokhna port. You will visit the pyramids of Giza and the great sphinx who guarded the pyramids for thousands of years since the time of king Chephren, after that you will enjoy an enchanting Egyptian museum that holds the stunning antiques of ancient Egypt. Tours to the Pyramids and Sakkara from Sokhna Port: Experience Giza Pyramids and Sakkara Tours from Sokhna Port, and enjoy the Pyramids of Giza, then visit the Step Pyramid of King Djoser in Sakkara which is the first attempt to build a pyramid. Amuse yourself through Cairo day tours. Cairo Day Tours to Egyptian Museum and Saladin Citadelfrom Sokhna Port: From El Sokhna Port to Cairo, you will visit the most famous landmarks in Cairo such as the Giza Pyramids, the Egyptian Museum, Saladin Citadel, and the Alabaster Mosque of Mohammed Ali Pasha, then walk around the old bazaars of the Khan El Khalili. Tours to the Pyramids and Nile Cruise Lunch from SokhnaPort: What about booking a shore excursion from el Ain Sokhna Port? to enjoy the pyramids of Giza and the sphinx, then have your lunch on board a Nile cruise during the day while sailing along the Nile with 5 star Nile cruise, Prepare yourself for a memorable photo, before returning back to your cruise in Sokhna.Monastery Tours from Sokhna Port: The Christian monuments of Zafarana are some of the most fascinating and beautiful structures in all of Egypt. Zafarana is home to a number of different churches and monasteries, all of which were built during the Byzantine era Giza Pyramids Tour with Camel Ride from Sokhna: You will Enjoy our Giza Pyramids tour with the adventure of a camel ride from Sokhna Port to see the most impressive wonders of the world such as the Pyramids of Cheops, Chephren, and Mecerinus with the Great Sphinx which is stand overlooking the valley temple of King Chephren. Grand Egyptian Museum and Pyramids Tours from Sokhna Port: Take an exceptional tour of the Grand Egyptian Museum and Pyramids from Sokhna Port and be among the first to explore the Grand Egyptian Museum Tour to see the most precious antiquities of Ancient Egypt.

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JL announced last night ABL album one night show in LA next summer at Hollywood Bowl. some eches shared a 🎥from a tiktok page named 30stmclips. (there isn’t another non eche one to give the link from,sorry 🤷‍♀️). is he crazy?! a long list of people from different parts of the world are already calling for more… it’s gonna be a bloody fight for tickets🥊this time🤣

Uhm... You think people are gonna be crashing the website trying to get tix like they did with Oasis? 😂

Yeeeeeeeah...

That ain´t happenin´. ⛔

Look, first of all: LA as a whole could not give fewer effs about Mars. If they did, Mars would be performing there RIGHT NOW and not settling for some rinky-ass outside-Frisco venue.

But kudos for JL for claiming that the reason they didn´t perform in LA this time is cos they´re doing this spesh gig next year... yeeeeah riiiiiight... 😂

Same as him claiming it was totes ahmaaazing to NOT perform at MSG but instead in... Brooklyn. 😂

Totes amazing and noooo biggie at all! 🤥

And second: where is Mars´ main fanbase?

Europe, Russia and South America.

And how many people from these places want to or can afford to fly to LOS ANGELES for this gig?

Well, The Hollywood Bowl´s capacity is 17000, so...

That´s how many people, you think?

I think... NOT. 😂

In this economy?

I really really REALLY think not. 😂

And also:

I distinctly remember Lord Liared boasting in Paris that they were gonna do A TOUR playing that precious album of his, and now it´s been reduced to nothing but one gig in the most pointless location imaginable?

Typical Mars nonsense...😂

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Day Tour To Cairo Museum & Pyramids From El Sokhna Port

Day Tour To Cairo Museum & Pyramids From El Sokhna Port

You will be picked up by World Tour Advice at your MSC Splendida Cruise. Beginning from El Sokhna Port, you can take a tour to the Pyramids of Giza, the Egyptian Museum, and the Great Pyramid of King Cheops, Chephren, and Mycerinus. After stopping at the Valley Temple and the mighty Sphinx, continue on to the Egyptian Museum, which includes the Tutankamun treasures. It is optional to visit the Mummy room inside the Egyptian Museum. Finally, after your day trip to the Pyramids and the Egyptian Museum, transfer back to your cruise.

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Tour Length:10 Hours City Tour:Sokhna Port - Cairo Pick up Point:Your ship terminal at El Ein El Sokhna port Drop off Point:Your ship terminal at Sokhna port Cairo Day Tour From Ain El Sokhna Port Our day tour to Cairo to visit Giza pyramids & The Egyptian museum from EL Ain El Sokhna port start early morning when you meet our Tour Representative who will pick you up the cruise exit door at El Sokhna port, he will hold a sign with your names. then direct transfer to Cairo in private modern airconditioned vehicle, ( a little bit less than 2 hours drive), Start your Cairo tour from Sokhna by visit The Egyptian museum , a guided tour to discover Egypt history, Egypt Ancient religion & legends, The masterpeices of the Egyptian museum are Tut Ankh Amon treasures, mummies hall (extra ticket ), Hatshepsut, Akhenaton statues, Egypt Old kingdom statues belonging to the Pyramids period, The museum displays a rare collection of 5000 years of art which is considered the largest most precious collection of Egyptian art in the world. Proceed your day tour from Ain Sokhna to Cairo, leave the museum, cross the River Nile, you will be astonished by the panoramic pyramids view, visit Giza three pyramids, Khufu, Khafra, Menkaura,( Pyramids entry , Solar boat need extra tickets ). Proceed tour to see Great sphinx, Egyptian beleive it was a real animal killing people in Ancient Egypt, thinking he is the most intelligent and most strong of people, it wa a competition between him and a man to answer his questions, he promised the man that if he answer his question he will stop killing people , more and more he promised him to be a big statue of stone protecting pyramids, This is how Ancient Egyptian were thinking about Sphinx who became guardian for Egypt pyramids, Lunch and shopping are included. How long you spend in Cairo pyramids and museum, it depend on departure time of your cruise from Ain Sokhna port End of the tour, Transfer back to El Ain Sokhna Port to join your cruise ship.

Cairo Tour From Sokhna Includes

What is included in Cairo day tour from Sokhna port: - All services from Ein-Sokhna Port & return - All the tours transfers by a modern private air-conditioned vehicles - Two Bottles mineral water on board the vehicle during Cairo and Pyramids tour - Entrance fees to all the mentioned sites in our day tour to Cairo from Sokhna itinerary - Lunch meal at traditional restaurant in Cairo - Private English speaking tour guide - All the tours taxes & service charge

Cairo Tour From Sokhna Excludes

What is not included in One Day Trip Cairo from Sokhna port - Optional tours - Beverages not specified - Any extra not mentioned above

Tour Highlights

 Tour Highlights

- Giza Pyramids - The Great sphinx - The valley temple - The Egyptian museum

Questions & Answers

Is it a good idea to leave your ship docking at El Sokhna port & go to discover Egypt, then return? With World tour advice – the answer is YES for the following reasons: - We pick our tourists up from inside El Ein El Sokhna Port, by the exit door of your cruise ship, while the unlicensed agencies are not allowed to go inside the port , which means you often can’t be found and waste time. - We gain special permission to collect you, for this reason when you book our tour, we will need you to send us a copy of your passport, because we make a permission with every tourist name. We return you to the ship within 1.5 hours of departure so that you are assured you will not miss your ship cruise docking at El Sokhna port. - Everything is planned in detail and we pre-empt all eventualities – nothing is left to the last minute with World Tour Advice. - Your comfort and safety is our priority. - Egyptian entry visa obtainable on-board the cruise before your pick up, that is operating by the Egyptian Immigration to all passenger of the cruise - We assure you that we will always be aware of the departure time of the cruise, and make sure you return in a suitable time - Many other tours & shore trips options are available , you can customize also your shore excursions with us for more info contact us : info@worldtouradvice.com

N.B :

Some places are not included in the tour price ( the optional tours ), because the Egyptian government want to limit the tourists number going in,as one of the ways to save the monuments longer, but in case you want it to be included, we add only its ticket pric But for Cheops pyramid we can not guarantee that tourists can go inside, except during the tour because the Egyptian government give permission for very limited number of tourists to go inside Cheops pyramid, only 300 tourists per day. Other reason , is that not all the tourists has the same time to spend in Cairo tour, some tourist they have enough time to go everywhere in the same area & others has limited time, so it is better for the tourist himself not to add all the extra tickets to the tour price, then may be he decide not to go or for time or for personal things such as suffering Claustrophobia from the closed places, or heart diseases that prevent from going inside the pyramids. The not included places in our Cairo & Giza day tours are : - Going inside Cheops pyramid ( 100 Egyptian pound ) - Going inside Chefren pyramid ( 30 Egyptian pounds ) - The solar boat museum ( 50 Egyptian pounds ) - The mummies room in the Egyptian museum ( 100 Egyptian pounds )

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Pretty as a Peach (Sex and Sweet Tea, Book #4) by Juliette Poe **New Release**

Pretty as a Peach (Sex and Sweet Tea, Book #4) by Juliette Poe **New Release**

Pretty as a Peach (Sex & Sweet Tea, Book #4) Juliette Poe Release Date: March 15, 2018 Synopsis: Mainer Farms is steeped in family history, but it’s also deep in debt from the effects of the ever-changing farming industry. Not about to let his family’s legacy go under, Colt Mancinkus is willing to do anything he can to save the farm. Darby Culhane is the new farmer in Whynot, North Carolina, and…

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Could you do mercs x reader who has nightmares that keep them up for days, and the mercs are trying to help the reader to deal with them? Sorry if it's too specific, have a wonderful day my guy!!:)

OHH! This is such a good idea!! By the way, there is nothing wrong with being specific!!! :)) This ain`t gonna be cheesy but rather comfort /fluff focus! Hope you enjoy it and have a good day too!

Scout

Scout noticed on how tired and dead you looked and he was really worried it has been about 2 days since you were like this. So the moment after breakfast he asked you about it. Your eye used to sparkle but now they looked nothing more than marble with no light. You both went somewhere private and talked about it. After explaining the problem, scout comforted you. What he did is that two hours before you sleep he made you relax. Such as by reading comics, cracking jokes, etc. And it worked! You still woke up in the middle of the night but this time instead of 3 hours of sleep you 5. So, step by step that week you were able to feel safe. Scout also has some sleep problems so he also knows some tips. :).

Soldier

He interrogated you as soon as you looked the slightest bit different. Those eyes...He knew something was up. When he talked to you he lowered his voice. Cupcake is there some up? Did a maggot hurt you!!. After explaining he asked if he could fight this nightmare. You chuckled at that. That was a sign of relief, you finally smiled. That is good. What he did to help you were give you a million comfort words. This helped you a lot...and you know that soldier only says that to you which makes your heart go fuzzy. He also borrowed (stole) everybody`s pillows. They tried to get it back then they got a whole explanation from the soldier about how his cupcake needed it the most right now. so umm...yeah no pillow for others. Only for you.

Pyro

As soon as he saw his princess/prince/ s/o look tired. It was a big nope for pyro. You ain`t gonna go nowhere pyro will comfort you 24/7. Until you feel better pyro will dedicate all their time to you and comfort you. So what if soldier yells at me for not working! The most important thing is that they comfort you! They will bring all the stuffed toys/comfort objects. Pyro will read bedtime stories. They will so hug you while reading. Once done reading they will pat your head, and slowly watch them sleep. Pat...Pat...Pat...pat....zzzzz. If you wake up again they either repeat or make the comfort castle bigger and better.

Engineer

Since he also has sleep problems he will definitely notice and ask about it. After you explain, he will make sure to help you sleep for at least the necessary amount a human needs to sleep (I am too lazy to search up) He will be comfort support. He will make dinners that are easy to digest, like instead of a heavy steak you eat some nice soup or salad. So yep, he is in charge of dinner! He will let you sleep in his workplace and he will comfort you with compliments. He will sing you songs with his guitar. You will eventually sleep thanks to his soothing Texan voice.

Heavy

Big bear will comfort you. He also sometimes have nightmare from the past so he can relate. He will read you the most interesting books ever. Like the one where it makes you at peace and wonders about life in general. About 2 hours before you sleep he will let you in his room and chill with him. If you don`t like reading then he will read it to you instead. You would lay your head on his chest and he would be holding a book with one hand while the other patting your head :)).

Demoman

He will be drinking less when he needs to support you. (wow) He will put all of his focus on you. He will hug you on the couch 24/7 and tell you cool stories. And guess what s/o! He exploded into a million pieces you should have seen it! His face was priceless hahaha! *s/o giggles* Aww! Your laugh is so cute love! :)). He will start to quiet down once he sees you looking sleepy. And then!... Oh, you are so precious...Good night s/o.

Sniper

When you explained your issue he instantly asked if you would like to sleep/chill in his van. Of course, you said yes. He was really nervous, he is not really used to comforting others. So, he tried everything in his power to help, and he will be less shy to give you hugs. He will share some interesting stories from the past. When he hears you laugh his heart melted. He made his van clean for you! To make you comfortable. :)), If you wake up he will be there for you to comfort you. Shhh Its okay love. Breath in and out ok? ~After a few momment~ Do you want something to drink? You need blankets? Oh, you dont want either? Hmm, what do you want then? *respond* Y-You want cuddles!? Um... (why is s/o so cute.) Of course, you can have cuddles :).

Medic

This man is a doctor he knows everything about what you need. He will keep you in the med bay. You just chilling on the hospital bed. If he has a comforting hour with you every night, nobody that walks in ain't getting treatment, you need comfort the most right now. Hey medic!!! I have a broken arm!!! I don`t care scout, come back in 1 hour. So, Leave! You know medic maybe you should check- No s/o right now it is comfort hour. My focus is on you right now. Now, where were we in the story? :)

Spy

He can relate sometimes nightmares do keep him up at night, so he does have some knowledge about it. He has read a few books about treatments so that`s good. He will let you sleep in the smoking room. With the most fanciest things ever. Everything is top quality. He will pat your head a lot. He will talk about all the gossip. Did you know s/o- *continues on* Once he sees a sign of sleepiness in your face he will stop and pat your head in a nice pattern. If you wake up he will comfort you again. Oh, you woke up s/o? Come over here on my lap :).

This was so cool to write. Nightmares sucks...I used to get a lot of nightmares as a child so this was interesting. But, now these days I don`t get any nightmares, which is good but it makes me forget about how I felt in the past. So...This was nostalgic in a way. Thank you for the wonderful request anon! \(*´ω｀*)/

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Lulling comfort

By @freckledmountain for @romeoandjulietyouwish

Rating: Gen

Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark

Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark

Summary:

"Music had gotten an entirely new meaning after that, from Disney songs to musicals to classic rock, and everything else in between. … He´d do anything to listen to Peter sing to them again."

Or, an AU where you hear whatever your platonic soulmate sings or hums! :D

For the @friendly-neighborhood-exchange

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Chapter 1: Change

Some-

BODY ONCE TOLD ME

the WORLD IS GONNA ROLL ME

I AIN´T THE SHARPEST TOOL IN THE sHE-ED

Peter´s endearing screech and dramatics at the starting notes startles a fond laugh out of Tony, making DUM-E beep in curious surprise.

The bot has a screwdriver in his grasp and usually Tony´d chastise him for grabbing tools without permission (he has not forgotten the last lab incident, thank you) but right now he´s much too preoccupied resisting the urge to join in the kid´s slumber party via his own singing.

God bless karaoke.

Peter had looked sheepish when he´d mentioned it to him, the little get-together his scary girlfriend and Ned had planned this weekend at the latter´s place after a ridiculously long week of exams. Tony had absolutely no problem listening to his kid´s voice in his head, but it was still sweet of Peter to ask beforehand.

“You know I work best with music anyway.” He´d said, remembering all the times he´d listened to Peter perform dramatically to songs on the radio.

Peter´d hunched his shoulders a bit, smiling. “Yeah, okay, okay, I just wanted to make sure because Ned might ask me to duet to Take on me again, and last time I sang it you were on a meeting and FRIDAY sent me that video of you mouthing the words and Ms. Potts looked like the disappointed dad from that Shawn Mendes vine- “

…even if he had no idea what the kid was talking about sometimes.

He´d gasped and placed a hand to his chest, feigning offence. “Have you forgotten the time you had Call me maybe on loopin my head for an entire day?”

“…It was a dare?”

“Hmm” he´d said, raising an eyebrow playfully as Peter dissolved into laughter. “whatever you say, bud.”

His smile softens unconsciously at the memory as he methodically tweaks a few things in his nanotech suit, still listening to Peter belt out lyrics in his head. Truth be told, he misses the kid working alongside him like usual, but he knows how important spending time with his friends is to Peter.

(The parenting books say it´s imperative too, although of course he hasn´t ever read, purchased five on a whim or fret over anything of the sort. Obviously.)

He hopes Ned and Michelle´s respective other halves don´t mind the kids crooning 80´s rock on a Friday evening, but he guesses if they´re anything like them, they probably won´t complain. Soulmates are cool like that.

He remembers all the times Rhodey had told him about his soulmate´s voice inside his own head, how he´d suddenly perk up and grin at whatever melody he could hear, how he´d start humming randomly to join in.

Tony had grown up hearing nothing but his own treacherous thoughts for the longest time, almost losing hope completely at the possibility of having a soulmate right up until adulthood. Heavy metal music blasted over his speakers constantly whenever he was busy in his workshop, but he never joined in. There were moments when he´d thought his love for singing would be soured forever, since apparently the universe or whoever was in charge didn´t have a problem leaving him without someone out there to share it with him in his head.

Thankfully, he always did have Rhodey, and boycould he kick-start the fun in singing again with his flawless Mariah Carey impressions. He´d loved the few times he´d heard Pepper sing too, and there´d even been one memorable instance where he´d surprised Happy vocalizing in an unexpectedly pleasant lilt.

Hearing Peter sing though...simply put, there was nothing else like it.

-and we could aLL use a little changeeeeeeeEEE

…Yes, nothing was quite like it.

Tony shakes his head, smiling, and grabs his phone to text May about the kid´s shenanigans. She´d been more than a little concerned when Peter and him had figured out who the other was, (that was one heck of a superhero fundraiser) but now they´ve become much closer, and Tony can genuinely say they´re friends. He´s glad to have her on his side, because May Parker is, in Peter terms, a very kind powerhouse, and not someone he´d like to mess with.

He´s about to press send when the lights in the room flash red.

Tony´s up and summoning his gauntlet attentively in a second, right as FRIDAY pulls up screens around him, showing footage of the emergency.

“What am I looking at, FRI?”

“Around 30 heavily armed machines have emerged in Midtown Manhattan, boss.” She responds, as the room fills with projections. The robots on screen are huge and ugly as heck, about the width and height of three school buses together. They´re making their way through the streets surprisingly quickly for how heavy they look. People run away, steering clear of their illuminated blasts. “They appear to be releasing high frequency blasts approximately every ten seconds. Local police have just arrived at the scene and are requesting backup, since the blasts are causing structural damage to the surrounding buildings. The source of these machines is unknown.”

“Tell the team to suit up and meet me there.”

“They have already been alerted, boss, but I´ll relay your message as well.”

The rest of his suit materializes around him, and he makes haste to get to the nearest window, half worried and half downright annoyed at whoever was behind this.

“Another one for the robot bingo card on means of world domination.” He says to himself, unimpressed. Just one week without this crap…

He soars above the sky nonetheless, blasting his way towards the fight.

Please stay put kid, he wishes, even as the singing stops.

---

Three blocks.

He´s three blocks away from where Peter is making his way back when it happens.

As big and fast as the robots are, Tony can tell they weren´t exactly made by the finest of the loons who regularly try to take over New York. Not to mention they´re absolutely appalling to look at, whoever designed these things had absolutely no taste, Tony thinks, crushing his twenty-second bot with the suit´s repulsors. It hasn´t exactly been easy, since the wretched machines have no real apparent motive but to blow up everything in their path, but within an hour it seems they´re done with the worst of it.

He can see Nat and Wanda dealing with the remains of one of the last ones below, while a little way away Cap´s talking with a few cops, scoping out the damage. Even though the air is permeated with smoke and there´s rubble in some places, there are no casualties, and they´ve thankfully emptied out the buildings that got wrecked. SHIELD will take care of the rest.

He flies over the skyscrapers, keeping an eye out for any other bots, but it seems like FRIDAY´s finished identifying all of them. He activates a private line on the comms to talk to Peter.

“Done securing the area from whatever that disastrous colour scheme was?”

He can hear Peter´s good-natured groan as his location pops up on Tony´s screen, six blocks away.

“I know, right? I can wear mismatched socks for a week and rock them no problem, but blue with like, eye-melting neon? Yikes.”

“Exactamundo. Couldn´t agree with you more, kid. But hey, it looks like you might actually be able to get back to your sleepover after all. Can´t wait to hear what alarming chorus is going to keep me up until midnight.”

“Oh you just wait, we´re doing ABBA next and it´s gonna be so-“

FRIDAY tears through the conversation with an alarm, but it´s precious seconds too late.

A gasp. An abrupt thud resounding through the comms. A scream. Peter´s.

Tony´s blood freezes in his veins.

“Peter? Peter!?”

He gets there in less than a minute and sees one of the bots with its blaster pointed at Peter, still smoking from the shot.

He obliterates it without a second thought, his mind swirling with fear and rejection at FRIDAY´s next words as he runs towards Spiderman´s crumbled figure.

“No heartbeat detected, boss”.

Chapter 2

The first time he´d ever heard Peter´s voice, he´d been running on three hours of sleep, a frankly heart-attack inducing dose of caffeine, and no motivation whatsoever to sit down with stuffy board members for five hours.

It didn´t exactly come as a surprise that for the first few milliseconds of the “Itsy bitsy spider” chant in his head he´d thought, confusingly, that it might just have been his mind finally resorting to the resurface of old nursery rhymes as a way to tell him to go the frick to sleep.

His heart however, was another matter.

As ridiculous and improbable as it sounded, a new something in his chest rose even before he knew what was happening. He might not have been a machine, but something slowly and irrevocably clicked into place the more he heard that gentle voice go on about water spouts and suns.

He´d stopped short in realization. Blinked.

And then smiled wide enough to lose himself in the mirth of it.

He´d run back to his workshop right after that, laughing like mad with the absolute mayhem of emotions coursing through his whole being, almost crashing into Pepper in the process. She´d looked back at him in concern, questions already forming in her lips, before Tony had frantically mimed at her to keep quiet, wanting to listen to the soft voice´s final notes.

Once the song finished, Tony may or may not have let out a loud shriek of sheer joy and told an increasingly delighted Pepper all about it, practically bursting with excitement.

“Pep! Wait, what do I do now!? Do I- Do I sing it back to him? Do I sing another- crap I don´t even know any children´s songs, JARVIS, JARVIS!”

In the end he´d had to phone Rhodey to yell the news ecstatically to him, because he´d just found maybe the universe hadn´t wanted to screw him over after all, and he felt like screaming it from the rooftops. The little voice was sweet and shy and boyish and happy, and about the best thing Tony had heard in his damn life. He couldn´t have contained himself if he´d tried, and heck if he was going to any time soon.

(“Tones, what- “

“Rhodey!”

“…was that you or a screech owl.”

“It happened! There´s- a little kid! Somewhere! Spiders! My soulmate!”

“The- wait what-? “)

Music had gotten an entirely new meaning after that, from Disney songs to musicals to classic rock, and everything else in between.

…

He´d do anything to listen to Peter sing to them again.

Burning.

He´s burning all over.

Screaming in pain, he tries to escape from the scorching heat, but it´s everywhere, it´s everything, he´s the pain, he´s the fire, everything hurts-

And then as soon as it appears, the pain is gone.

He opens his eyes, blinking woozily.

“Oh, thank God.”

His vision blurs all over for a minute. There´s dampness in the corners, left over from tears.

Tears?

He makes an attempt to sit up, but there´s a hand holding his shoulder gently. He blinks again.

Tries to decipher his surroundings.

He´s laying down in a mostly deserted, grubby looking street. A figure kneels close to him, some sort of red and gold robot type thing. He narrows his eyes at it, trying to figure out why it feels so familiar…but finds, to a detached kind of surprise, that he can´t.

He has no idea what happened.

The robot seems to be very relieved for some reason, just staring up at the sky for a couple of seconds, taking a deep, wheezy breath.

Even with his head feeling like wet cotton, he looks at him with concern. The robot sounds seconds away from fainting. Is he…alright?

When the robot´s face opens and a man´s head peeps out (cool!), he almost jumps back in surprise.

And then…

Well. He still doesn´t have a clue who this person is, but as soon as he sees the man´s expression of utter joy and relief, something inside him settles. Safe.

He blinks in confusion at the feeling. He knows this person. He does.

But who is he?

“Pete? You´re back bud. Do you feel okay?” The man´s (man? robot? man-robot? cyborg? figment of his imagination?) smile fades slightly, looking at him in worry. “FRIDAY” Friday? Who on earth is he talking to? “didn´t you say the CPR made his vitals-“

“I´m- I´m fine” he says, because enormous confusion aside, he is. Maybe his head is scrambled, and he feels exhausted, but he has a feeling he´s been in worse shape before.

A feeling.

The man (he´s decided on man) starts going on about robots, and getting him to a tower with someone called Dr. Cho, but all he can do is blink back, his confusion increasing.

“I´m really sorry” he interrupts, knowing he´s probably going to disappoint the man, but needing to push forward even so, “who- who are you? Are you-? “

He tries to put a word on the feeling seeing the man´s face had evoked in him before, tries to remember who he is or what he has to do with the man or why he feels so…safe. So safe. With him there, even with all the questions going round and round inside his head.

“Are you my dad?”

The man´s face stills. For a second, it looks like his brain short-circuits.

Mood, a thought rings out in his head, unbidden.

That´s when he hears it.

A huge metallic…thing coming through the street towards them, and he doesn´t know why but it makes his heart thump like a rabbit´s in a cage, and suddenly he gets a flash of remembering pain, and he knows these machines, these machines are dangerous, and what if the man gets hurt too-

He pushes the man behind him as he desperately tries to look for somewhere they can hide-

-but the man grabs his hand first and hurries them both towards the sturdiest-looking car on the street, crouching so they´re out of sight.

“Uh, alright. I- this must be really weird for you, but it´ll be okay. Just stay here for now, ´kay? I´ll- We´ll figure this out. You with me?” The man holds his gaze for a second, and it´s so sincere, he finds himself nodding.

The man smiles. “Okay. Give me a sec.” And then he gets up and turns towards the robot.

What the-what´s he doing!?

He reaches out clumsily to drag him back, but the man´s face gets obscured by his robot mask once more and he…

Flies?

The frick? He thinks in bewilderment, as he sees the man lift off and attack the robot with blasts coming from his hands. My maybe-dad can fly!?

Either he lives in a sci-fi novel, or he´s going absolutely nuts.

Could be both at this point, frankly.

The whiz of gold and red fighting the robot is almost quicker than his sight can keep up with, but he persists, looking out anxiously for any opening the robot might have to take the man down so he can try to warn him about it. There is none though, the robot might be exceedingly fast, but the man remains unyielding. He takes another look at the giant machine and sees it´s blaster-

And then it´s like someone takes his brain and shakes it around everywhere, and the throbbing is so sudden he kneels and clutches his head tightly to keep it from falling apart. His thoughts feel shattered and tampered with, and the pain-

He cries out in agony, and tears fill his eyes again.

The man! I have to look out for him!

He tries to listen to the fight again, but just as he tries to focus in on it it´s like a tsunami of yells and police sirens and voices washes over him, and noise, why is there so much noise-

Overwhelmed, he kneels until his forehead touches the grainy concrete, and wishes he would just pass out.

He doesn´t, though.

Among the oversaturated ocean of noise, one adds to the mix.

Except this one isn´t grating. This one doesn´t make everything seem like too much.

Because it feels like it´s coming from within himself.

He´s at a loss for what´s happening, but the voice slowly and lightly blocks out all the other noise, grounding him in a gentle tune. In a flash, he recognizes the song. He knows where he heard it last.

Mr Stark.

And he remembers.

“Kid? What are you doing up?”

He shrugs, sinking deeper into the couch cushions. Baby Tarzan laughs onscreen.

He half expects Mr Stark to push him for more details, but he seems to understand Peter´s not in a talking mood and walks up to him solemnly.

“Scoot.”

He does, and Mr Stark plops down next to him, wordlessly extending his arms out in invitation. Peter falls into the hug gratefully and sighs. Exhaustion pulls down on his bones, but he´d rather not get back to the nightmare he woke up from. Mr Stark snorts softly at something in the movie, and then they both jump a bit at the sudden loud gorilla roar. They keep watching the movie, and Peter´s curls are brushed back gently in a soothing motion.

He wants to sleep. But he can´t.

But he´s safe here, isn´t he?

His chest grows heavier as he thinks of the dream, and when he blinks, his eyelids dampen. He hasn´t shed a tear yet, but Mr Stark must sense something again because his hand at Peter´s hair stills.

And then he starts singing.

It´s a lulling comfort, and Peter melts into the embrace, allowing his tired eyes some rest.

He´s safe.

Come stop your crying

It will be alright

Just take my hand

Hold it tight

I will protect you

From all around you

I will be here

Don't you cry

He´s safe.

With a final shot from Iron man´s repulsors, the robot powers down, and Peter runs out to meet Mr Stark, almost crushing his ribs in a hug.

“Woah, woah!” The helmet´s visor pulls up, revealing a grinning Tony. “Did that actually work? FRIDAY told me you were freaking out and I thought it might help calm you down.” He says, hugging him back. “But it did more than that, didn´t it?”

Peter´s too relieved to do anything but nod happily into his shoulder, but he gets the point across.

They stay there for a full minute, just holding on to each other. Until Tony grumbles out a “and I can´t believe you remembered Phil Collins before Iron man, seriously.” and Peter bursts out laughing, lightening the mood.

“The man didn´t sing that soundtrack in five languages for nothing, Mr Stark. It slaps.”

Tony hides his smile in Peter´s curls, and hugs him close.

[thegamingcatmom]

More Miri the (Not-So-)Tired Studhorse cause that´s all I can think about rn:

(also, thanks @kaptainsappho for putting those thoughts in my head :P)

MC enters the Village for the very first time, already quite...perplexed by the sight she´s greeted with.

...

Fine-

She´s done af.

.

Some Village Girls: *stumbling (more like limping) past MC, hair and clothes dishevelled, one of them is missing a shoe-*

MC: 🤨

Also MC: "Uh...hey, you guys alright?"

Some Village Girls: *turning to face MC, expressions the complete opposite of their otherwise battered appearance, not at all questioning why there´s suddenly a foreign woman in their village as they seem rather...out of it*

One of the girls, in reverence: "Oh...the divine Mother has filled us with divine purpose, bestowing upon us the holiest of duties, so that we may bring forth divinity in return. For we all make our sacrifice and await the light at the end."

Some Village Girls, in unholy unison: "In life and in death, we give glory."

...

...

...

MC: "...Is that a yes?"

Some Village Girls: 🥴

MC: 👀

Some Village Girls: *stumbling away, chittering to themselves as if possessed*

MC: *stares after them until they´re out of sight, shaking her head in disbelief before turning around to-*

...

MC: 👁️👁️

Miri, across the street: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: 👁️👁️

Miri, across the street: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: 👁️👁️💧

Miri, across the street: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

...

MC, starting to get the creepy-crawlies: *slowly backs away, eyes never leaving that uncanny woman who keeps staring at her like she wants to eat her*

Miri, across the street: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: *more precious distance*

Miri, across the street: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: *more precious distance*

Miri, across the street: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: *more precious dist-FUCK THAT*

Also MC: *runs as if the devil itself was after her (bish if only you knew)*

Miri, across the street: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️...🕳️

MC: *bolts around a corner before skidding to a stop, hunches over, braces her hands on her knees, breathing rather heavily indeed*

.

A few seconds of heavy breathing later...

.

The ground behind MC: *starts to quiver and darken*

MC: *none the wiser as she keeps getting some precious air in*

The ground behind MC: *starts to rise and take shape*

MC: *heavy breathing*

The now gooey mass behind MC, slowly turning into smt less gooey:🕳️ ...👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: *heavy breathing getting less heavy*

The gooey mass who turns out to be Miri: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC, finally getting her shit together: *straightens up, takes one last breath to make 100% sure she´s got her shit back together, turns around-*

MC: "Oof!"

MC: *looks up, an apology already on her lips-*

...

MC: *shuts up so damn fast*

Miri: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: 👁️👁️💧

Miri: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: *swallows*

Miri: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC, unsure if she´s about to save or end her life: "Uh...hi?"

Miri: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC, starting to back up again cause f that: "...O-kay...I´ll...I´ll just-"

MC: *points her thumb somewhere behind her before turning around, about to absolutely leg it-*

Miri, humming: "Innnteresting..."

...

Also MC: *slowly turns back around to face Creepy Lady cause now she wants to know, ffs*

Miri: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: *...already regrets it*

MC, cause fuck it: "...Innnteresting? What does that mean?"

Miri: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️

MC: "..."

Miri: ...👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️💢

MC: ...👀

Miri: *eye starts twitching from effort*

MC, actually starting to worry (for herself): "Uh...you good there?"

Miri: "..."

MC: "..."

Miri, realizing she needs to change tactic: 👁️‍🗨️👁️‍🗨️💢...👁️‍🗨️👄👁️‍🗨️

MC: *more confused than ever*

Miri: *starts prowling towards MC, never losing that...whatever it is she´s doing*

MC: "..."

Miri: *starts circling her*

MC: "..."

Miri, still circling her: "Hmm..."

MC: "..."

Miri: *stops right behind her*

MC: *starts to sweat*

Miri, rather pleased: "Hmm..."

MC: *wondering how three letters strung together could sound so ominous-*

MC: "HEY!"

Also MC: *whips around so damn fast cause there ain´t no way Creepy Lady was about to-*

MC: "...What the hell?!"

Miri: *confused ominous silence*

MC, seething: "Do you usually go around stripping pants like it's a free-for-all?!"

Miri, who does exactly that on a regular basis except it´s a free-for-Miranda: "..."

MC, in disbelief: "Yknow what? Fuck this - fuck this village, fuck those peope, fuck you."

Miri: "..."

MC: *turns around and storms off without another word, still grumbling to herself (something about "can´t believe this" and "crazy ass bitches")*

Miri, staring after MC: 👁️‍🗨️👄👁️‍🗨️

...

Also Miri, after a second:

Finally.

Her search is over.

Her Eva...

She knew as soon as your eyes connected.

The perfect vessel...

Now, all that´s left to do is ensuring the seed takes root...

...

You are quite the curious specimen, she must admit. Making such a fuss, almost as if you rejected her - Divinity itself.

Laughable.

.

.

.

I did warn yall that Miri sucks at flirting.

She is but a fledgling when it comes to that (humaning), don´t judge her. 😭

BUT GUYS-

I am officially obsessed. 🫠

[jayankles]

Protection on Vacation: Smut Drabble

Pairing: Bodyguard!Dean x Princess!Reader

Word Count: 534

Warnings: profanities, smut, cunnilingus, fingering.

Rating: Explicit

Written for: @spnkinkbingo | @spnaubingo | @/spnonewordbingo

Squares Filled: Tongue Fucking | Bodyguard!Dean | Lost

Kinktober Day 2: Sneaking Around | Forbidden Love

FEEDBACK IS GOLD AND APPRECIATED 

“Yes, your majesty.” Was the words Dean had said to your father, the King. He promised you father that no matter what, Dean would be by your side to take care of his precious daughter.

Dean was ahead of you, no more than a meter. You didn’t really care - too concerned about the contents of your phone, but it was almost knocked out of your hand when you were pushed into a secret passageway that only few people knew about.

“Apologies, your grace. I believe there were people after you. I just wanted to ensure your safety.” Dean was almost sincere in his word but you recognised the lust in his eyes, the smirk on his face only iced the cake. The cherry on top was his touch. Your skin burned at his touch and you welcomed every second of it.

It was barely ten seconds later before Dean fell to his knee, roughly pushing up your dress and pulling your panties to the side. He didn’t leave much time; there was none to waste in the castle. If your father ever found out he would definitely be the first one to lose his shit. It would only then go downhill from there.

He pulled your legs towards his face, burying it in between your legs. Your mouth falling open as he devoured you pussy, his tongue fucking into your holes as his nose bumped against your clit.

His tongue worked hard as he eased it into you, tongue now swiping from your ass to your clit before he sucked it in between his lips.

“Dean,” you moaned, groping at your breasts and hips moving at their own accord, practically riding his face. “Fuck, you’re so good at that...

“But why now. I’m gonna be so wet just thinking about this. How dare you do that to the future queen.”

“I promise I’ll make it up to you, your grace.” Dean said, wiping away at your arousal that was dripping down the side of his mouth, his thumb and forefinger making you lick your lips. You wanted his fingers in your mouth before you made him finger you.

“You better. If you don’t, there will certainly be a punishment waiting for you.”

You thread your fingers through his hair, guiding him back to soaking wet pussy. Grabbing his wrist, you pull his hand to your mouth, kissing each of his fingertips before sucking two of them into your mouth. Dean’s groan vibrated right through your core, intensifying your pleasure further.

Swirling your tongue around Dean’s fingers one last time, you directed his hand straight to your pussy. “If you don’t make me come on your fingers and face, I swear.”

Dean’s smirk returned. “Yes, your grace.” He knew exactly what he would do and how he would do it. He wanted to fuck you but he would just have to wait until another time. He knew the palace guards would be making their rounds and would be there anytime soon. Dean would just have to make you come as quickly and as quietly as he could. Before anyone else noticed the both of you were missing and went in search of the lost princess.

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[obeymeshallwedate-latinplayer]

Traditional costumes (Part 1) (GN!MC)

Hello there my darlings How´s it going? First of all, I must say the following:

OMG YASS! YASS I CAN DO IT!!! There are so many that It´s sad I can only put 11 of them but YES YES I´LL DO IT. I´m actually really excited about this, that we will have to parts of it! 

Second: Thank you!!! Today we are 308 followers!!!! For me having this number of followers it´s still a dream, and I really loved so much the idea of the typical costume, that it will be a 308 followers special divided in 2 parts, welcome to the first part. Thank you for following! I will keep doing my very best!!

Lucifer (Jarocho Veracruz)

Lucifer was walking by, when he saw you taking care of a big white dress, the first thing he thought “A brides dress?” He wasn´t enterally wrong, but he wasn´t right.

He asked you nicely what were you doing and why did you have a bride’s dress. The only thing you could do was laugh, Lucifer might be the all mighty one above the seven brothers, but sometimes he was too naïve. Or maybe that was just your imagination.

He saw the embroidery in the apron that was over the skirt, and he wondered: How many hours it took to do that embroidery?  Even the skirt was way to thick, and sometimes he forgot that humans had many ways to dress up. He touched the fabric, even that red fabric was so beautiful How was it called? Rebozo?

He looked so intrigued that you decided to tell the story about the dress.

“In the colony time, Veracruz were one of the most important ports around the world. Spanish women stayed in Papaloma´s river basin, the wore big old dresses, with thick fabric, but in Veracruz that doesn´t take place, not back then not even now, it´s beach and it has a humid climate. The Spanish and creoles used to dress a colorful skirt and an apron with embroidery flowers, also a shawl with lace, and silk ribbons, even a hand fan, by the other hand, indigenous and mestizas women used to use flowery skirts and blanket blouses with a rebozo and their hair were braided. But the dress of the Spanish and the creoles didn´t work out, the weather was so hot that they simply decided to use cotton and organdy. But I guess, this “new” dress was used for the creoles wedding dress. Now a days is typical to be use in folkloric dances.”

For someone like Lucifer, he didn´t waste a second, and he dreamt, maybe in some years you could use that dress on your wedding day.

Mammon. (Charro Jalisco)

He was sneaking into your room, for sure he was searching something to steal and then sell it, maybe the great Mammom would buy something for you, something nice. His human must use something nice, maybe a necklace. He knew that you kept your precious little something in the closet, so he check it, and oh surprise, that ain´t little.

That was a heavy suit for a human your size, and are those silver buttons? He was actually impressed, he looked to every single detail in the costume, that hat is actually so beautiful that he needed to use it, no matter what, he needed to put that in his head.

That´s why you discover him, he was in front of your mirror, you took a mentally note, he needed a charro suit to, maybe you will teach him the folklore dance. When he heard you laugh he started to blush, saying that he wasn´t doing nothing at all. 

“Mammon. Would you like to hear the story of this suit?” His eyes had that childish sparkle, and he immediately sat in your bed, waiting for the story.

“The charro suit started from decades away, in the colonial time, must say in the XVI century, with a very fine work, with gold and silver buttons, embroidery of golden thread. But, you know, only the wealthy ones could use the accessories, the intelligent ones, would make their owns, with maybe some paint, and creating the best suit of them all, just like the saying says. “El charro de cuero se viste, por ser lo que más resiste”.   Now a days mariachis and dancers use it, and also some horse riders for exhibitions. “

Mammon was as happy as a child, he needed that suit from old centuries, maybe Lucifer had one.

Leviathan (Azteca Tenochtitlán (This city does not longer exist, it´s not even a state) ) 

  Levi was sitting in the living room, when he heard something, were does bells? No way that noise wasn´t a bell one, it was more like a bone sound, so he followed the sound, and there you where, in the garden, with your full costume, dancing for the gods and for practice, you didn´t want to forget the dance your ancestors made so many centuries away.

When you felt the presence of him you turned around and smiled at him. “Levi, do you like my Hueseras? My grandpa made them for me! Aren´t them cute? Oh maybe you prefer the penacho? It´s so hard to find the Quetzal feathers.” He just stopped breathing, you looked just like that final boss of the game: “Trying to avoid to be a sacrifice for the Gods and keeping my heart on my chest.”

He just nodded, after that a big silence started between the two of you. So you decided to keep dancing, and he was just there watching you, with stars in his eyes, and you decided to tell him the story about the clothing,

“Before the conquest, my ancestors used to use beautiful clothing, with animal skin and feathers of birds, they made each outfit for each person in the social pyramid, the Tlatoani used the Penachos, also some bishops did it too, and head military ones, usually the military were decorated with  gold and seashells, and a difficult headpieces, women if they weren´t in the high society used to use Huipiles and Quexquémitl, with skirts and natural pigments.”

Levi was amazed, just like in his game, but this time he needed a translator to understand those words you said, he wanted to use one of them too.

“Now, how about I teach you how to dance.”

Satan.  (Traje elegante Nuevo León) 

Satan had been invited to an opening from a new restaurant in Devildom, sometimes he would ask himself if it was fine for him to go alone for this type of events. Today he wanted to take you out for a nice dinner. Formal clothing, or that´s what it says in the invitation, well you had the fanciest clothing in the whole world just in your closet, so you took it out, you prepared yourself and you were ready to go. The avatar of wrath didn´t mention a thing, although you clothing of tonight was stunning and tons of looks were on you that night, after few drinks, and you telling every demon, that the mezcal of your country was ten times better than the drink in the Devildom, some of those demons actually asked. “Why are you in a custom?” Oh dear, not even Satan could make something when you picked the microphone. “Demons, this ain´t a costume, now, sit and listen to the story of this magnificent outfit. It all started in the colonial age in Mexico, Nuevo León did not had that extraordinary change from the conquest, actually the indigenous were nomads and we don´t have much of their cultural information.  Women and men needed to have a hard character. In 1960 the dress maker Ramón Validosera made this beautiful suit for all of us, in 1970 it was one of the most important yet one of the greatest folkloric costumes in Mexico. This suit was made for the ones that will work hard enough in the fields, even though the women one is more complex than the male one.” After the explanation they stopped watching you with smirks in their faces, they actually asked if you could take a photo with them. When the party was over, Satan took your hand and escort you back to the house. “You didn´t mention that the suit was made for a beer festival”. He told you, and you laugh. “It wasn’t necessary. And it will be our secrete.”

Asmo ( China poblana Puebla)

Asmo had this epiphany, he had seen a folkloric dance of Mexico so long ago, and he just remembered it, he was sitting in one of the library armchairs, watching an old photo album, wondering if you were in the house, he started to seek you. When he heard you in Levi´s room he took you away.

“Mc! You are from Puebla, right?” You made a silent nod. “So, do you own one of the folkloric dress?” The question leaves you thinking. “I guess, but is in the human realm.” With those words Asmo actually begged Lucifer for authorization to go into the human realm.

When you arrived into your house, Asmo asked you nicely if you could tell him all about the dress. “Well, the story starts in the Colonial age, the legend says, that a chines woman was sold as a slave, but ended up in the hands of the richest. Actually she wasn´t chines nor from Puebla, she was a princes from Mongolia, but they were in a war so she was captured and sold as a slave, from hand to hand was sold, just like Malinche, anyway she found a good person that protected her, and then she married a merchant in Puebla, after that she lived until her 70´s. Her clothing was so beautiful and weird for the age, in one part beautiful Indigenous colors and in the other Spanish silk, with big ornaments in her hair. After some years they improve the dress, It consists of a white short-sleeved shirt, low on the chest, made of fine cotton embroidered with various colorful motifs. The skirt is a long skirt of thick fabric in dark red, with embroidery on the front that reproduce the national symbols: the eagle devouring the serpent perched on a cactus, or the Aztec calendar. The outfit is completed by a fine silk shawl in the tones of the colors of our national flag; and the one that requires the bun braided with tricolor bows, several necklaces of paper beads and large gold earrings.”

When you finished the story Asmo was tearing, a poor young woman who was sold by a men, but she found true love, was just, too beautiful.

After that he made you use the dress and well, the rest is story.

Let´s learn some Spanish and more than that:

Malinche: Indigenous women that helped Hernán Cortés for the conquest in Mexico. And it´s also a volcanos name, so be careful when you talk about her, you might be talking about the volcano. 

Huaseras: Bells that are included in the aztec dance, also known as: Ayoyotl. 

Penacho: Set of raised feathers that certain birds have on top of their heads

Quetzal: Bird from Mexico, in Nahuatl the name means long tail of bright feathers. 

Tlatoani: Head of the Aztec society, something like a president. 

El charro de cuero se viste, por ser lo que más resiste” :  The leather charro dresses, for being the thing that resists the most

Rebozo: Shawl or cloak of cotton, wool or silk of various colors, used by some village women to cover their heads, shoulders, chest and back as a coat; It is also used to wrap and carry a child.

[arthurflecksgirl]

Arthur spending time with his pregnant girlfriend

A short story about Arthur spending time with his pregnant girlfriend, from his point of view. This one is very dear to my heart and beyond personal but I needed to share his gentleness and his unbelivable big heart.

My cardigan. That worn out, faded cardigan. Thin from years of use. It`s hanging protective over her shouders, lulling her precious body in. This damn, old cardigan has been reborn . A new life. A better one. Has a purpose now. Reborn as a personal shelter for her and our unborn son. Thats right, this old piece of fabric is covering my darlings baby bump in the softest way. It breaks my heart to look at it. But in the best way possible. Heartbreak can feel good. Such as tears can. Happy tears. I`ve never been able to experience happy tears. For god´s sake, I couldnt even experience common tears for most of my life. But the tear that runs down my cheek right now, looking at her growing belly being covered by the same cardigan I was wearing back in high scool does things to me.It never meant something to me. This piece of clothing. I was only wearing it because I haven`t bought any new clothes in years. Except one suit but thats`s another story.

Anyway my brown cardigan represents myself in a way. I`m also reborn. A new me formed by loving hands. Like a clay figure with a huge heart. A heart that only beats for them. My darling and my baby boy. They love me too and that`s the best part of it. Being loved. Seen and felt. Another tear. Another sign. Another night holding her in my arms. One of countless. Infinite hopefully.

I don`t caught myself thinking this isn`t real as often anymore. I`ve learned to understand that being loved wasn`t an illusion after all. I`ve learned that something great can happen to anyone. Even to me. Staying alive was worth it after all.

My right hand starts to travel over her tummy. It changed a lot lately .I love to see the changes. To feel them under my figertips. Forgetting is my worst fear. Or remembering it wrong.  I keep track of it in my journal actually. Just to make sure. But don`t let her know. She´ll see it when it´s finished. Gonna put some polaroids in it,too.. Proof is important when a bad day is trying to trick me into something.

I chuckle, asking her if she thinks she is still able to close the buttons properly. She smiles, punshing me playfully . Sometimes I like to tease her a bit. When I was stil alone, I witnessed lovers teasing each other on the bus a lot. I envied this form of love. It`s a sweet way to express your love for each other. You must know your partner very well to be sure not to make her upset by your jokes. It`s proof thats she gets your humor. And humor is fundamental. It`s hoding everything together, isnt it? Without humor we`d all be lost.

I try to close the cardigan while she is lying on her back. She points out how gentle my hands are. She always does. Aways noticing everything.I try to be gentle, especially now that she is pregnant with our first child. Sometimes I forget to be gentle and she still tells me the same. She thinks of me as a poem, when all I am is a scribble on a blacked out page. Maybe I am scribbles but she made me readable. She picked me up. letter by letter and made sense out of it. Until I became poetry. Or a song. Let me be a song so I can sing it to our son myself. I want him to think of me as an artist. A comedian,a funny clown, a warm hearted father, a lover.

"The buttons still close" I raise an eyebrow "But not for too much longer" A grin crosses my face. I open the buttons again to place a soft kiss beneath her belly button. "Hey baby boy, how are you feeling  today? No matter what the answer may be, remember that  daddy and mommy  love you soooo much. "

Her fingers all tangled up in my hair "You`re gonna be the best dad ever. I feel it. " I put my lips onto her tight skin, placing kisses all over. This is my life. And it´s  real and beautiful and it just started. "I can`t wait to tell him jokes" I mumble into the cardigan. "And teach him some magic tricks". "Our son will be the hero in kindergarden. Having a clown  daddy. Knowing all the ticks. " she says and I can tell how her eyes fill with love while she imagines it.

I  bend over to grab a clown nose and put it on top of her belly. She giggles and the nose falls off. "Hold still!" I point my finger at her like this is some kind of serious situation. She stops moving, having a hard time not to laugh.  I put the nose back into place, grab a lipstick  and draw a big, red smile on her lower belly. "Perfect!" She looks down at herself. Her eyes watering. Happy tears truly are their own kind of miracle.

"Hey little one" I whisper, knowing our child can hear me. I am heard and loved. And so is he.

"Wanna hear a song?" I swear he is answering in his own special way. He cannot wait to be born and be held in our arms  Maybe we have this telepathic connection. He already understands me. How will it be, having two loved ones by your side who truly understand you? It is only getting better from here. We`re going to be a family. So different from what my family was. We`re going to love and support each other through anything.And I`ll be here and do my best. Try to be the best daddy imaginable. Sometimes  I am afraid... What if there will be days of struggle and darkness? What if I remember something wrong or forget something very important? But then I remember that I am not alone anymore. She`ll catch me, steady me and I will be right here. Where I am needed.

I try to think of a song. Sinatra comes to mind. He always comes to mind. Her hand`s still in my hair while mine is caressing her beautiful tummy.  I`ve never been more at home or myself as I am  now, quietly starting to sing :

"Whippoorwills call, evenin' is nigh Hurry to my, blue heaven Turn to the right, there's a little white light Will lead you to my, blue heaven

You'll see a smilin' face, fireplace, a cozy room Little nest that nestle while the roses bloom My darling and me, and the baby makes three We're happy in my, in my blue heaven

Somethings certain, me ain`t blue In my blue heaven."

[pastelpaperplanes]

I’m trying to find the precious pics of the adult version of the jettwins, BUT WHEN I LOOK IN TH TAGS THEY AIN T THERE E 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Here they are!!!

Sorry you couldn’t find them!! I’m absolutely infuriated with my tag search rn,, like I have very specific tags in place and they’ve got the nerve to be like oosie daisey it’s not hereeee sorry :((( like?? NO. anyways— to see more of their designs I recommend following the adult!twins tagged DIRECTLY ON THE POST! Not in the search bar bc it pulls up nothing for some reason! Sorry about that!!

[kmp78]

Yesterday was the Grammy award and Lordy just disappeared but you can always rely on his Eches and reminded him when he was last invited to the Grammys with pictures of course...👍🏻😬

I wonder how much he cries on the inside having never managed to score even a nomination for the one award every single musician wants...😭

Just being a glorified seat warmer must absolutely kill him. 😫

Side note: where the hell did they ditch Tomo? 🤔

He was very much at those 2014 Grammys too but he sure ain´t that silver-haired gramps sitting there next to the precious bros!