#also ian looks *chefs kiss*

[readthephible]

when his arm does the turkey thing…

[dreamwritesimagines]

The Eye of the Hurricane [5] - Unyielding

A.N: Here’s the new chapter my loves! ❤️ Thank you so much for your wonderful feedback, you made my day! ❤️I hope you’ll like this chapter as well and please don’t forget to tell me what you think! ❤️

Summary: Certain arguments can’t wait.

Word Count: 3600

Pairing: MobBoss!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Violence, death, guns, crime, blood, explicit language, drinking. This is an AU, friendly reminder that I don’t condone any of the actions depicted on this story and please read with care.

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For a couple of seconds, you could do nothing but stare at him with wide eyes, frozen in your seat.

“Excuse me?”

“Just hear me out before you grab your gun, it would—” he started but you scoffed and stood up from the lounge chair, the familiar anger rushing through you so fast that it almost made your head spin.

“Do you think this is funny?”

He shook his head fervently. “I’m completely serious.”

A dry laugh spilled from your lips. “Oh really?”

“Charm…”

“I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but my stupid little crush on you went away years and years ago,” you growled, glaring daggers at him. “You made sure of that, so if you dare assume for even a moment—”

“Oh my God, that was the wildest bachelorette I’ve ever been to!” Becca’s voice cut you off as she pushed open the door and stepped into the rooftop. “Also I’m pretty sure I’m in love now, so…” she stopped when her eyes fell on you two. “Uh, what’s going on?”

“Nothing,” you said after a beat and threw your shoulders back. “Did you just say you’re in love?”

“Yeah!”

Bucky stole a look at Becca. “Who did you fall in love with?”

“That’s a long story. What’s going on in here?”

You pursed your lips together, your heart still beating in your ears as you tried to focus through the fury, then cleared your throat.

“We were—”

“Y/N, we’re leaving!” you heard Ian’s voice and your head whipped around, then you cleared your throat.

“I’ll call you tomorrow,” you said, pressing a kiss on her cheek in a rush. “Let’s get coffee at the usual place?”

“Uh, sure?” she said slowly and you walked out of the rooftop like someone was chasing you, without sparing Bucky so much as a glance.

The road back home was considerably quiet but it did nothing to silence the chaos in your mind. You had excused yourself to your room as soon as you got home, but after an hour of tossing and turning in the bed, you huffed out and kicked the covers off of you, sitting up in the bed.

This was nonsense.

There was no scenario in which you’d marry Bucky. You weren’t even sure you could spend more than half an hour together without being at each other’s throats, let alone being an actual couple—

Not that you had thought about it.

Much.

Fine, back when you were younger and Bucky hadn’t ripped your heart out yet, you used to spend a lot of time thinking about you and him ending up together. He was your best friend’s cool older brother and you were both heirs to your families’ empires, so your little crush let your imagination run wild.

And then he had broken your heart but after everything, even now, your imagination still liked to conjure him up in your dreams some nights.

But unlike before, you weren’t an idiot. You knew what kind of an asshole he was, so there was no way you could even entertain that stupid proposal, no matter what kind of a promise of power it held.

You rubbed at your eyes and got up from the bed, then padded your way down the hallway, then went down the spiral stairs. You stretched out your arms over your head as you followed the hallway to the kitchen where the light was coming from, as you knew it would, then peeked your head in.

Oh good.

It was just Jennifer, your genius chef who was now busy with making a sandwich on the counter while Ryan sat on one of the chairs, his hands clasped together, his back completely straight. Ryan was Ian’s right hand, -ex military, as much as you knew- but unlike Ian, he was much calmer and rational. He was tall and very muscular and didn’t like to talk much, and that added more to the air of mystery he held, considering no one seemed to know much about his past, or his personal life.

“Hey,” you knocked on the door, making both of them turn their heads. “Is this a bad time?”

“Not at all!” Jennifer said as Ryan stood up from his chair.

“Ma’am.”

“Oh don’t!” you motioned at him. “Please don’t stand up, I just…I couldn’t sleep so I figured—”

“Warm milk with honey and cinnamon?” Jennifer finished your sentence for you, making you smile and nod your head.

“Yes please,” you said and pulled yourself a chair, resting your elbows on the counter. Ryan eyed you, then sat down as well.

“There you go!” Jennifer said, putting the plate in front of him, then smiled at him. “Chef’s special sandwich.”

“Thanks Jen,” Ryan said, his voice gruff and Jennifer turned to you.

“Would you like one as well?”

“Ah no, thank you,” you said and heaved a sigh. Jennifer stole a look at you.

“Are you alright?”

“Too many thoughts,” you muttered, leaning your chin on your fist. “Ryan, are you married?”

Ryan’s head shot up as he chewed on his bite, then cleared his throat.

“No ma’am.”

“Any partner?”

“No ma’am.”

“He’s single,” Jennifer said with a grin. “And all my friends are very eager to change that.”

Ryan offered her an almost abashed smile and shifted his weight on the chair as if he was uncomfortable with the sudden attention while Jennifer put your glass of honeyed milk with cinnamon in front of you with a couple of cookies on the plate.

“Thank you so much,” you said as you took a sip, then bit on the cookie.

“Jen, you’re married and in love, right?”

“And I’m also the luckiest woman in the world in addition to all that,” she said, making you smile.

“Do you think people could get married to people they hate?”

“Why would anyone get married to someone they hate?” she asked and Ryan took a huge bite of his sandwich, looking between you.

“Common interests,” you said. “I don’t know, I had this strange thought…”

Jennifer tilted her head. “What?”

You heaved a sigh, then shook your head.

“Nothing,” you said. “Don’t mind me. Just some late-night thoughts, that’s all.”

                                                 *

By the time you met up with Becca, you still couldn’t stop thinking about last night and Bucky’s proposal, if you could even call it that. It was nonsense, you knew it was, but considering Becca was your best friend, the mere thought of keeping it from her was simply absurd.

“He proposed?” Becca asked, gawking at you. “He actually proposed?”

“Well it was technically a business proposal.”

“And a marriage proposal at the same time?”

You shrugged your shoulders while the waiter filled your coffee cup.

“You know…” Becca trailed off. “Hypothetically speaking—”

“You cannot tell me this is a good idea.”

“I’m not but think about it,” she insisted. “You and Buck already hate each other kinda, so you’re technically already married. You just skipped like ten years into it and got to the resentment part.”

“Becca!”

“You fight like a married couple.”

“If some married couple is fighting like me and Bucky, they should get a divorce,” you pointed out, leaning back in your seat. “I blocked his number, and just…ugh the nerve of the guy, can you believe him?!”

“Mm hm.” Becca said, sipping her matcha before checking her phone. “Oh thank God!”

“What?”

“Sarah is coming to the club this weekend,” she said and pointed at you. “So are you, right?”

“Yeah, me and Ethan.”

“What?”

“I’m bringing Ethan with me,” you explained. “I had to ditch him today, we were supposed to meet for lunch but as you can tell, this couldn’t wait.”

“My brother asking you to marry him even if you hate his guts? Yeah, that beats lunch with the cute ex.”

“And you know, since we’ve been texting a lot, I figured…”

“Yeah yeah, bring him over!” Becca said. “It’ll be fun—oh my God, so my brother’s audacity and ego aside, I need to tell you about the girl I met last night.”

“Yeah, I was going to ask you!” you said. “You said you were in love?”

“I am!” she said with a smile. “You know, I was thinking I could invite her and some friends as well, but now that I think about it, maybe I could just take a page from Bucky’s book and open with a marriage proposal.”

“Becca!”

“I’m just saying, we can just skip to the happily married part, flirting is a waste of time at this point and—”

“You’re not doing that!”

Becca let out a laugh.

“I don’t know,” she said. “Just because it didn’t work for him doesn’t mean it wouldn’t work for me.”

“It wouldn’t work for anyone, Becca,” you told her and she hummed.

“I’ll just say one thing about this, then I’ll talk about the love of my life, alright?”

“Alright,” you said and she turned her cup in the saucer, then clicked her tongue.

“You and Bucky being married is an absurd idea yes,” she said. “But he did have a point.”

“How is that?”

“Well, I’ll ask you the same thing my aunt asked me when I took my civilian boyfriend to my cousin’s wedding, and I have a feeling your answer will be different than mine.”

“Which is?”

She smiled at you mischievously.

“Do you want love poems, or do you want power?”

Your eyes shot up to hers before you shifted your weight, then motioned at her with your hand.

“Come on,” you said. “Enough about that. Tell me about the love of your life.”

                                                     *

You and Becca ended up spending the whole day together, and by the time you decided you would go back home, it was already dark outside. Watching outside as the driver drove you home, you leaned your head on the window, then felt your phone buzzing in your purse so you grabbed it, smiling slightly at the name before answering it.

“Hey there.”

“Hi,” Ethan’s voice reached you, and you could tell he was smiling as well. “How was your day?”

“It was good,” you said. “Full of romance.”

“Romance?”

“Becca is in love,” you said and he let out a whistle.

“Your best friend Becca?”  

“Oh yeah,” you said. “I had to talk her out of looking at bridal shops, but we still went cake tasting.”

“Does this person know they’re getting married to Becca?”

“That’s just a small detail,” you joked, making him chuckle. “She invited her to the club for the weekend, I’m pretty excited to meet her. How about you?”

“Do you find data analyzing romantic?”

“Not exactly.”

“Then it was less romantic than your day.”

“And the hospital?” you asked and he took a deep breath.

“Oh everything is fine. Should be free of the bandages next week.”

You bit inside your cheek. “I still feel responsible—”

“Don’t,” he cut you off. “Seriously. The incident had nothing to do with you.”

“Mm hm.”

“Besides, you can’t really blame the rollercoaster if someone gets hurt on one.”

“No one is supposed to get hurt on a rollercoaster,” you pointed out and he thought for a moment.

“Okay in hindsight, it wasn’t the best analogy…”

You pulled your brows together. “Wait, am I the rollercoaster?”

“No! No, you’re sitting next to me on the rollercoaster,” Ethan explained. “We’re both riding it.”

“That’s not—” you started but a black sports car wheezed past yours and sharply drifted sideways as soon as it got in front of your car so that yours would have to stop.

“I’ll call you back Ethan,” you said and hung up the phone, your heart skipping a beat as you grabbed the gun from underneath the seat, looking to your right to see your bodyguards’ car stopping as well. The driver lowered the partition as the bodyguards stepped out of the car.

“It’s Mr. Barnes’ personal car, ma’am,” he said. “I know the plate.”

“Oh Jesus Christ…” you murmured as you put the gun back to where it was and opened your door, then stepped outside at the same time Bucky left his car. Your bodyguards hesitated as soon as they saw him, looking between you and you waved a hand in the air.

“It’s fine guys,” you said and turned to Bucky. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

Bucky shrugged his shoulders as if nothing was wrong.

“You blocked my number,” he said. “It’s not like I can text you.”

“And what, it wasn’t enough of a clue?” you asked tersely and Bucky nodded in the direction of his car.

“Come on, get in. We’re going to talk.”

You crossed your arms. “Nope.”

“Charm for fuck’s sake…”

“I’m not going to talk to you, and I’m certainly not getting in your car.”

“You seriously want to do this right here on the road?”

You threw your hands up in frustration. “You are the one who’s blocking the road, motherfucker!”

You could see the petrified expressions on your bodyguards’ faces before one of them gazed up at the sky while the other one put his hands into his pockets and kicked at a tiny pebble on the road, both desperately trying to look like they weren’t hearing you two.

“Listen—”

“I will not,” you retorted. “What is your deal, seriously?”

“We need to talk about last night,” Bucky said and out of the corner of your eye, you noticed the bodyguards exchanging glances, so you gritted your teeth and grabbed Bucky’s arm to pull him to the other side of the car in an attempt to get more privacy.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” you said through your teeth and Bucky ran a hand over his face.

“No I’d say there’s plenty to talk about,” he said. “I mean you didn’t even give me an answer—”

“That poor excuse of a joke doesn’t deserve an answer.”

“It wasn’t a joke to me.”

“Well, it was to me.”

He shook his head slightly.

“Just—” he said. “Why not?”

You raised your brows, gawking at him in disbelief and a look of realization dawned on his face before he heaved a sigh.

“Charm…”

You shot him a mocking smile, crossing your arms.

You and Becca sneaking into nightclubs wasn’t a new thing, and now that you were leaving for college in a month, you were trying to spend as much time together as possible. Becca threw her arm over your shoulder as you walked through the crowd to the bar.

“Two martinis please,” she told the bartender and he took a look at you two, but before he could say anything the other bartender muttered something into his ear, then motioned at you.

“Coming right up,” he ended up saying as you turned to Becca.

“So you were saying?”

“Yeah like, he keeps saying he’s too busy but I’m not buying it—ugh, you gotta be kidding me!”

You frowned, then followed her line of sight to see Bucky and Steve stepping outside from the other exit that led to the back alley behind the club, your heart starting to beat faster.

“Where are they going?”

“They’re probably gonna beat someone up, who cares?” Becca said with a shrug of her shoulders. “He’s in such a mood nowadays, I’m not even gonna let him know I’m here. Arrogant asshole.”

You tilted your head. “…Oh?”

“He and daddy had a huge fight the other night,” she said as she took the drink from the bartender while he put the other one in front of you. “Like my mom had to step in because they were at each other’s throats, that kind of a fight.”

“Why?”

Becca shrugged again. “It’s probably about business. The golden heir made a mistake I guess.”

You took a sip of your drink. “Interesting.”

“Yeah and then he went and broke up with Laura.”

Your head shot up. “They broke up?”

“Yeah!” Becca said. “Which, I’m not sorry at all because she was so annoying, but no girl in the world deserves to get dumped by Bucky so I have mixed feelings about the situation.”

You could feel the small glimmer of hope warming your chest and you pursed your lips together, then cleared your throat.

“I just—I forgot I was gonna call my dad, he gets so mad when I don’t let him know,” you said. “I gotta step outside for a moment, I’ll be right back.”

“Okay!” Becca said and you made your way through the dance floor before reaching the second exit, but before you could open the door, Steve had already beaten you to it.

“Y/N,” he said when he saw you. “Hey.”

“Hi,” you smiled at him. “Um—have you seen Bucky?”

Steve looked over his shoulder, then turned to you with an apologetic smile.

“He’s not…” he trailed off. “He’s not in the best mood.”

“Oh that’s okay,” you said and pushed the door open before he could say anything else, then stepped outside, holding your phone for the sake of appearance. When you saw him, Bucky’s bodyguards were dragging a nearly unconscious man out of the alley while he wiped the blood off his knuckles with a tissue, then lit a cigarette.

You could feel your heart beating in your ears, but you bit down on your lip, fixing your dress before clearing your throat.

“Bucky?”

He turned his head when he heard his name, then exhaled the smoke.

“Hey Charm,” he greeted you, making your heart skip a beat. “Is Becca here too?”

You bit inside your cheek, trying not to get discouraged by that, then nodded your head.

“Um, yeah we just got here.”

“Great,” he murmured. “Tell her not to drink too much, will you?”

You nodded again and smiled at him, your hand shaky a little as you fixed your dress again, desperately hoping it looked good on you.

“I didn’t know you would be here.”

“Yeah well, here I am,” he said, taking a drag of his cigarette, leaning back to the brick wall and you licked your lips.

“And are you okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be okay?”

“Oh, just...” you stammered. “Becca mentioned you and Laura.”

Bucky shrugged his shoulders. “Happens. I’m fine, it was my call.”

Dear God, he was so handsome that you could just stare at him for hours.  

“Are you going to that gala thing as well?” you asked, nervousness pulsing through your system. “My dad is basically dragging me there, is George doing the same?”

His jaw clenched at the mention of his father, and he nodded quietly, exhaling the smoke.

Your voice was trembling a little, your throat incredibly dry because of the nervousness mixed with anticipation, but you still managed to get the words out.

“So I was thinking, do you—um—do you wanna go together?”

That managed to get his attention and he pulled his brows together, then let out a dry laugh.

“Jesus Christ…” he muttered. “What, you rushed here as soon as you heard about me and Laura? Seriously?”

You pulled back slightly, your stomach doing a flip and you shook your head.

“No, I just—”you stammered, tears stinging the back of your eyes already. “I was just thinking—”

“Listen, I know you don’t see it right now, but this little crush of yours is just…” he trailed off with a small chuckle, motioning between you. “It’s kind of adorable, but it’s not going to happen. If I go to that gala with you, you’ll get your hopes up, so will everyone else around us and I’ll end up trapped in something serious—which is out of question. I can’t trust you with the business, not when you’d probably report everything back to your own family and I can’t afford a mistake, not right now.”

You tried to blink back the tears, staring at him as he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, then put his hands in his pockets and shrugged.

“Not to mention,” he said. “I don’t go for daddy’s spoiled whiny princess type, and you’d be better off with a nicer guy anyway.”

You could feel the sobs threatening to climb up your chest, so you sniffled and turned around to rush back into the club, leaving him there before he could say anything else.

“Don’t tell me that’s the reason,” Bucky’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts and you arched a brow.

“I said nothing.”

“It was what, almost ten years ago?” he asked. “I was an idiot—”

“I am really not interested in whatever this bullshit is,” you told him. “And I’m going to be late for dinner, so…”

“Just hear me out first—”

You looked over your shoulder and motioned at the driver.  “Turn the car around please!”

The driver did as you asked but before you could step away from Bucky, he grabbed your arm.

“Charm, I can help you get the power you want,” he insisted as you rolled your eyes. “You might hate me right now, but you know I can do that. Just let me get you that crown.”

“We’re done here.” You yanked your arm out of his grip and walked to the car but stopped when you reached it, turning your head to look at him.

“I’m not going to marry you Bucky,” you called out, fully aware that the bodyguards could hear you, and the mere thought gave you a strange sense of satisfaction. “I would never marry you. I don’t go for the arrogant asshole type, and you’d be better off with a nicer girl anyway.”

 With that you got in the car, and the driver started driving as soon as you slammed the door shut, the car gliding down the road smoothly.

“Unbelievable,” you muttered to yourself and leaned your head back, closing your eyes. “The fucking audacity.”

Chapter 6

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Mousey, I'm sure you've done the reaction of the vanilla and expanded spouses to the farmer's curse from Mr. Qi, but how about the rsv spouses? I'd be curious to see what they'd do about it ~~especially you know who *wink wink nudge nudge*~~ Also ngl I've been trying to come up with more silly ships with the vanilla and mod characters and having a blast in my mind. I've been throwing in Isaac, Jadu, Camilla, and Alesia there too for good measure because I think Isaac especially would suffer with certain characters 😂 istg it's like I'm a dog and he's my chewing toy

Hehee, I wouldn't mind hearing what other funny ships you have in mind 👀👀👀

Sorry for a long reply, it turned out WAY more than I had planned. Anyway, enjoy some headcanon, Lotus! And have a great day! 💕

RSV spouses react to the Qi fruit:

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Ian had been standing still for about two minutes now, keeping his eyes on the strange blue fruit that was ripening in the Farmer's seedbed. Because he could have sworn that the fruit winked at him.... with 'glasses'! And the handyman thought he'd seen it again. But at the third minute, Ian gave up and reckoned he was just wasting time. "I really don't understand anything about farming," Ian told Farmer, kissed them, and went to work.

Daia isn't the type to be surprised by strange magical fruits, flowers and berries. The Ridge Forest alone is filled with interesting plants with unusual properties. But this 'Qi' fruit... Hmph, even she hadn't seen anything like it. Being around this smirking blue fruit makes the ninja feel a tingling sensation on her skin - a sure sign that magic is involved. Oh, she can't wait to ask her dear Farmer to give her the fruit to examine, because she's so curious about it! She wondered if it would interest her Lady too...

"Wow... I knew you are a true professional at farming, hon, but to do something like this..." Honestly, Jeric was delighted at what his partner had grown and horrified at what his partner had grown. Because on the one hand - fruit with a face and sunglasses, that's awesome! And on the other hand.... why? He certainly wouldn't have imagined something like this on his own little farm in Ridgeside Village. And it's unlikely he had the knowledge to grow something like this. "....So, what does it taste like?"

Bryle was ashamed to admit it, but the first thing he did when he stepped onto the farmhouse porch was reflexively draw his service weapon and prepare to defend himself. Because the Governor's slightly sleepy bodyguard mistook the blue-faced crops in sunglasses for invaders or even dark spirits. Having already recovered from his shock and seeing the calm Farmer watering this very crop, Bryle felt that by asking what it was, he would get more questions than answers. So he was like: "Nope, not today" and went back to the farmhouse.

When some time ago Irene had only seen the sprouts with the not yet formed blue fruit, she was even intrigued to see what kind of 'unusual fruit' Farmer had planted and what the crop would taste like. Sweet, or maybe with sour notes? Only when she got the ripe fruit on the kitchen table, the Amethyne's personal chef was no longer so enthusiastic. This... fruits looks like a head and was looking at her. Irene's afraid to even touch the 'Qi' fruit, much less taste it. Her Madame would definitely not want such an.... exotic crop for dinner.

Sean decided it would be a hilarious to wreak havoc in the local social media groups with this fruit. So, with Farmer's permission, he took a picture of the ripened 'Qi fruit', posted the picture to social media without any description, and waited. An hour and a half in and Sean and Farmer were dying of laughter reading people's reactions, all sorts of conspiracy about the harvest and even memes (lol). He was also hoping someone would leave a comment about what the fruit was, because Farmer's explanation of "blue fruit from blue seeds from a blue man" wasn't a very clear answer.

"Alissa, my dear. What is this?" Alissa can't give a clear answer to her mother when she shows her the unusual fruit. It seems to Alissa that her dear spouse Farmer themself does not know the answer to this question. The girl was utterly perplexed, and neither her own knowledge of farming, nor a single book from the library about crops, helped her to find the answer. She hoped that Farmer had not used something harmful to grow this fruit...

"What's this abomination growing in your garden? Why is there foreign magic coming from that thing?" Jio is in full earnest preparing for a defensive pose with his katana, because that 'Qi' fruit looks like it's about to pounce on him and Farmer. Elf doesn't trust this crop, whatever it is in the first place. And when asked how Farmer grew this stuff in the first place, the answer struck Jio like lightning. "You... took strange seeds from a suspicious man and thought it would be a great idea to plant them?" Yeah, It's going to be a long conversation...

Not even strength and persuasion from Farmer will be enough to keep their spouse Maddie from her determination to get into the Water Research Facility & Laboratory with this strange fruit. Because the ginger girl has to find out what it is in the first place! After all, the lab assistant was also watching the process of the Qi fruit's growth, for she was curious about what Farmer was growing. And when the already ripe fruit showed its face with sunglasses, Maddie wants to show it to Aguar to see how to even classify it. Sigh, not Aguar, if he found out there was magic involved...

"Whoa... So creepy... It's like some kind of comic book villain." Phillip kept twisting and twisting the "Qi" fruit in his hands, looking at the "face" of the crop, and even tried to take off the "glasses". It didn't work, however, because it was like they were super glued on. Oh, well. And although the physical therapist is eager to find out what this miracle fruit tastes like, he still wants to take precautions and find some information about the Qi fruit, because maybe it's poisonous???

Blair nearly died laughing when she saw the face of the ripe blue fruit. "Yoba, what a bogeyman!" And how on earth did her partner Farmer manage to grow a fruit with a face like that? Oh, she wants to take a few if Farmer agrees. To taste it? No, the young fisherwoman had thought of a more fun use for this crop.... Such an ugly fruit would definitely be a good way to prank Keahi for the last prank, hee hee hee... Just a harmless joke, Blair promises!

...Anton thought at first that he hadn't fully woken up in the morning, and that he had just imagined a blue face on the kitchen table. Except that when the architect came back from the bathroom already fresh and invigorated from a cold shower, the face had not disappeared from the kitchen table. ...Ok, and then what? How should he even react? And should he even be reacting to this? Because Farmer is not perplexed by the strange fruit in any way, they treat it like a normal apple or banana. ...Alright, then. Anton silently hopes he doesn't get "sunglasses" from this fruit in his portion of salad.

Well done, Farmer, just great! Making Flor nearly faint because they decided to put some ripe Qi fruit on the dinner table before going to bed, without warning the red-haired spouse for doing so. The poor, sleepy girl wanted to drink a glass of water at midnight, but she ended up throwing it all on the floor and screaming, mistaking the fruit for human heads. Now Farmer is ashamed now... And rightly so - they shouldn't scare Flor like that!

Kiarra's face twisted at what she saw. "Honey, you didn't use any fertiliser or seeds from Joja, right? You didn't take anything from them?" Her first guess as to the origin of this strange fruit was immediately the much disliked greedy company with the blue logo. Joja always like to spoil pump vegetables and fruits with all sorts of harmful substances of unknown origin to make them bigger, and as a consequence - to sell them for more money. Even when Farmer explained to her that it wasn't Joja, the girl still remained sceptical. Because it's... not natural. Something is wrong.

Zayne thought that it would be at least tactless and rude of him to voice his first thought out loud when Farmer presented them with the 'fruit of their labours'. Especially since he loved his spouse and knew what a wonderful farmer they are, unrivalled in the entire Republic. But... What is it? The Amethyne family heir has seen some rather unusual and sometimes even strange delicacies on his own dinner table and on the tables of other noble families. But a fruit with a face... Someone, who apparently ordered Farmer to grow the fruit just so, has... a very specific flavour.

"Ew," was Ysabelle's only reaction, and to be honest - many would have agreed with her conclusion about the blue fruit with the snickering face and sunglasses. Even Farmer didn't argue with their partner's opinion about it. Really, ew (no offence, Mr. Qi). The girl simultaneously wants to ask what this fruit is and doesn't want to know anything about it, figuring it will be further questions than answers. People in the hotel have demanded stranger foods and delicacies, so the blue face fruit isn't too much of a shock to her. But still - ew.

"Hmm, why the face?" How does Farmer know, Paula? When they took the assignment from a, ahem, familiar person, they had no idea that the 'Qi fruit' would turn out to be exactly like this - a bit creepy, with a human face (but cool glasses!). The military medic wasn't too surprised by this weird crop (she'd seen much stranger food), and if the fruit wasn't poisonous and wasn't an allergy sufferer's worst nightmare, why not give it a try. "Heh, I wonder if anyone would dare to try this food on a dare"

"No, thank you, my soul. I'm good with an apple," June politely declined as Farmer, having harvested a ripe crop from the greenhouse, brought June a whole basket of different fruits and berries from all seasons to the farmhouse. His favourite apples, strawberries, oranges, pomegranate, a blue fruit with a face- Wait, what? Did he see that right? Yeah, the pianist's eyesight was not deceiving him. Later, he'll be asking Farmer questions about the blue weird fruit. In the meantime, he just wants to enjoy the apple.

When Faye thought of fresh fruit salad, she imagined cutting up a juicy and sweet mango, a ripe, with the sour notes pineapple, a delicious banana, and fill it up it with fresh orange juice. And at the sight of the Qi fruit, the waitress honestly lost her appetite. Is it... really a fruit? Why does it look so scary? It's also smiling... Oh, yuck! Farmer, that fruit winked at her! Brrr! No weird blue fruits on the dinning table, they're scary!

Shiro jumped up sharply, almost scalding hot, when he saw a field of a hundred blue smiling heads from the porch. Everywhere he turned his head, there they were: smiling, the light bouncing off their... Glasses? What the hell is that, anyway? "People want to buy fruit like that? With a scary face?" No, he's not going to try it, and the Farmer isn't advised to either. It doesn't look good, and it probably doesn't taste good anyway- No, Farmer, making this 'Qi' fruit into a smoothie isn't a good idea either... Just don't, please.

Corine never thought people could come up with something like this with crop. Well, she'd seen square watermelons, heart-shaped pears, and even star-shaped peaches on TV. But a melon-sized blue fruit that also had a human face..... Even she didn't expect that. Really, she doesn't understand why the Farmer glued it on. "Oh, I didn't glue the glasses on, dear, they grew with the fruit!" Sorry, the glasses did what?

"No offence, dear, but I'll probably pass." Oh, Farmer didn't grow this fruit for food, but for someone personally? Whew, what a relief... Um, Kenneth didn't mean to be rude or offend Farmer in any way, but the mere thought of that Qi fruit that very much resembled a head being cut with a knife made him cringe and disgusted. The inventor doesn't understand who needs fruit grown in this way, but he's not good at farming, so Kenneth will leave the matter to his spouse.

[frozenjokes]

Hey, I binged read your cubscar(ian) hotguy au

And I LOVED it,

Cub's characterization is so precious, he's so autistic to me (I'm autistic so I kin heavily) the way you write him, chef's kiss and all that. Is Cub Demi? xx

Scar is so strong and yet so broken but he doesn't know it yet, I'm so glad he's in therapy now <3. I love that you wrote him this way, he's disabled (just like me) but he's not a child, he's whimsy but so life smart, I value so much when authors write him like this and his plurality is very relatable <3. And his friendship with Mumbo <3

Grian, well he's just so real, his need for a job ever tho Cub was happy looking out for him <3, his friendship just reconnecting with Mumbo so easily, warmth. I love how self aware he is, and the angst you wrote for him is heart strings shattering I loved.

Cub and Grian's relationship ahhhhh yessss. The commitment and devotion, how they are so connected they didn't notice it sliding from platonic to romantic. This just IS for me.

Cub and Scar, well (yes again 🤣) they are so sweet, and Cub holds 51% of the cards lol but Scar's 49% is really doing things for Cub wink wink. Some of the reasoning behind Cub's love is being loved. And Scar loving him because of his round edges and softness 🥹

Scar and Grian. I hope the flowers he got for them were poppies and lilacs /lh /nf; Scar's fear because of his sharp edges, Scar in other works has his weakness but he can always find in in himself to want to protect Grian almost as a superior?, but you write Scar so vulnerable and equal to Grian. They are enemies to frenemies to ... But really it's caused by the lack of knowing, eachother and their personal experiences. Again Scar and his plural view of people <3 I think Grian thought of Scar as stronger emotionally, physically, mentally then Scar ever was, and Grian used him because of this misconception. I'm glad they're getting there, truly. Did Grian feel dejected? when Scar didn't help with his wings? Angst <3

thank you!!! Cub could be Demi. So could Grian! They can be whatever your heart desires. Personally I don’t care to label any of them because it isn’t very important to me. I do think Cub would refer to both Scar and Grian has his friends even after years of being together and it drives Scar absolutely nuts. Why are you doing that. What do you Mean. Cub it’s been twenty years you can introduce me as your boyfriend I Promise no one here is going to judge you and cub just goes: ? oh right. and then he never does that. the word friend just comes easier. it’s cozy.

It’s very silly to me you pointed out scar’s friendship with Mumbo because they are not friends scar is Coping. /silly. I actually forget very often I write a lot of angst of these characters because that’s just not really how my brain categorizes turmoil. It’s always a jumpscare to see it pointed out /light hearted, joking. funniest instance of this happening 🔽

(from chapter two of the Jimmy decked out fic)

I was on call with a friend while reading this for the first time and for the life of me I Could Not think of what /nf meant and he didn’t know either so we came up with some ideas: NOT FUNNY. no fingers. non fungible. nut fart. NO FUN. no friends. Nice feet. never forget. nice flowers. new friend! NOT FAIR

it means not forced. we had to look it up LMAO /silly silly silly. thank you for the laughs

Grian thought of scar as a piece of shit self absorbed celebrity and this is true however it’s not everything. inside is a deeply, deeply, extremely deeply, unimaginably kicked puppy. he’s sad and pathetic and has big wet eyes. also he cares.

Grian wasn’t too affected by Scar’s not wanting to touch his wings, and in general the experience was a little more overwhelmingly confusing? Neither he nor Cub expected him to have such a strong reaction, especially when things between all three of them are getting better, but Scar is still carrying the weight of a lot of Grian’s poor treatment of him for weeks on end, and even though Scar’s forgiven him and understands where he was coming from, those aren’t things you can just brush off, especially when many of Grian’s gestures (good and bad) are sweeping and intense and unpredictable, and people pleasing for someone as unstable as that (less so now, but before it was bad) is Extremely Stressful. dealing with cuteguy (evil version) for months beforehand Did Not Help. there’s a reason Scar views Grian as Sharp and that’s because they have both beat the piss out of each other hundreds of times.

To a point Grian is aware of this. It’s a thing he’s discussed in therapy a thousand times, and something he had to confront directly with Jimmy. In his eyes, his friendship with Scar (despite blunders on both sides) is an act of Scar’s good will towards him as given with Scar’s forgiveness, and if Scar is having problems, then it’s not really something Grian can hold against him. Obviously that doesn’t stop feelings from being hurt, but this was more a result of The Panic Attack than the wing touching refusal. Which Grian dealt with by Pushing Minigolf Pushing Pushing Pushing Pushing. Grian’s reaction to guilt and/or rejection is I NEED TO MAKE UP FOR THIS RIGHT MEOW!!!!! and in doing so often fails miserably to read the room, which is why Cub steps in in that particular instance.

as far as wings though, if I were Grian, scar would be The Last Person I want touching them. Clumsiest motherfucker alive who in the case of this au, tends to be rougher with his affection because he literally can not tell what is too little or too much. Having someone nervous at your back probably isn’t a great feeling either, and for an activity that’s supposed to be relaxing, Cub brings a Much steadier aura. Cub also has the capacity to focus. Scar would probably need at least three other sources of stimulation to do a good job. And it would still hurt. Regular wing grooming is not supposed to hurt 💔

my rambling service comes free, well, perhaps at a small cost of a seemingly benign question. normal about her ocs frozenjokes back at it again

[ohkate]

My Spicy Vanilla- and AI Generated Gallavich Story, aka, why you shouldn't use AI to write.

So I've never used AI, but I've been curious because I see a lot of people posting about how bad it is to use these types of things. I kept thinking that maybe it wasn't so bad...I mean, what's the harm if it could help come up with a good title or a prompt or something? So I randomly googled 'sexy story generator' and found this gem of a site and put in a basic description of Ian and Mickey and asked it to write a smut story. Now... in order to access the full thing, I'd have to create an account which I'm not willing to do. But it gave me a short excerpt and I think it's honestly the *chef's kiss* of crack fic and I couldn't not post it.

Do NOT use fucking AI to write a story. You don't need to. Your writing is fine, even if it's not. Some of my stuff is shit and no one cares. And people will still tell me what a good job I'm doing even when I know they are like a parent putting up a crappy drawing their kid did on the fridge.

Seriously, this is hilarious and also horrifying.

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My Spicy Vanilla

I, Mickey, never thought I'd be the kind of guy to gush about love and all that mushy stuff. But here I am, head over heels for my husband, Ian. And what makes it even more surprising is that I, the tough, street-smart dude, am a total bottom for this man.

When we met, I was sitting at the counter at the bar, sipping my beer, minding my own business, when this tall, gorgeous redhead walks in. His vibrant hair caught my eye immediately, like a flame igniting in a dark room. I watched as he scanned the crowd, his green eyes searching, and I felt this weird urge to stand out, to be noticed by him.

Little did I know, he was looking for a hookup, a quick fling to satisfy his carnal desires. And I, being the confident bad boy I am, thought I'd be the perfect candidate. I approached him, my blue eyes daring him to reject me. But he didn't. Instead, he smiled, and that smile was like a key unlocking something deep within me. Deep within my ass.

"Hey, stranger," I said, my voice low and raspy. "Buy you a drink?"

Ian's eyes lit up, and he accepted my offer, sliding onto the barstool next to me. We chatted for hours, and I learned that he was new in town, looking for a fresh start. His sweetness and charm had me hooked, and before I knew it, I was inviting him back to my place to fill that hole in both my heart and my butthole.

In the dimly lit hallway of my apartment building, we kissed passionately, our tongues dancing wildly. I could feel his hardness pressing against my thigh, and I knew he wanted me. But something in his touch, gentle yet demanding, made me pause. I realized I didn't want this to be just a one-night stand. I wanted more.

"Ian," I whispered between kisses, "I want you, but I want it to mean something."

He pulled back, his green eyes searching mine. "It can mean whatever you want it to, Mickey. I'm not looking for a quick fuck. I want to take my time with you."

His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I knew I had to have him. But on my terms.

"Then let's take it slow," I suggested, my voice hoarse with desire. "Let me show you how it feels to be wanted, to be worshipped."

I took his hand and led him into my apartment, dimming the lights to create a sensual ambiance. We kissed again, but this time, I was in control. I pushed him gently onto the couch, straddling his lap, my erection rubbing against his through our jeans.

"You're so fucking beautiful, Ian," I whispered, my breath hot against his ear. "Let me make you feel good."

With skilled fingers, I unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his smooth, pale skin. My hands traveled down his chest, tracing his defined abs, before unbuckling his belt. I wanted to tease him, to make him beg for my bottom ambrosia.

As I slid his jeans down his long legs, his thick cock sprang free, hard and straining towards me. I couldn't resist any longer. I took him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head, tasting his pre-cum. Ian moaned, his hands gripping the couch cushions, giving me silent stares of longing. The night held promises of fulfilled desire.

[railingsofsorrow]

the prophecy + emily prentiss

The Prophecy

A/N: love to write about emily, thanks for this request. the prophecy plus emily is just *chef's kiss*  

summary: emily thinks about her life, her family, and what she had to do to survive and be where she is today. pairing: no pairing (platonic) w.c: 1.3K warnings/content: canon divergence for the sake of the plot; case-related violence; the doyle arc & lauren reynolds; this is mainly an inner monologue; fluff...

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masterpost

cm masterlist

[part of "the taylor swift anthology"] 

[requested]

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❝ I got cursed like Eve got bitten. ❞ 

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She walked into the bullpen with nothing but a wavering confidence and the heavy burden of her résumé on her hands.  

In the previous night, Emily gave herself a pep talk. She was lying in bed, hair splattered around in a dark halo on her pillow, comfortable but not quite. A few friends helped her settling in back to the city. They were also responsible for some alterations to her job positions on her résumé. You know, when everyone says they have to lie to get a job? Those little white-lies, they'll get you where you want and everyone will forget it later.  

In her case, she needed to become a whole other person.  

Actually... She had to learn how to get back to her old self. The girl before her undercover job. The woman on a desk job, before it all started.  

Emily felt the bitter taste of not being able to recognise herself in the mirror. She became what he wanted and transformed into what she hated. Ian Doyle was the first case she had to go undercover and it seemed tricky at first, Emily knew it wasn't going to be easy, but she didn't knew how profusely hard would be for her later on.  

When she entered the BAU, Emily was skeptical of pretty much everything and everyone. It was hard for her to trust, but she made it there. Her team reached her trust and she was able to let go of her walls little by little. But her secrets, those remained in a deep corner of her mind she did not wanted to access ever again.

And that happened. For a while.

Until it all caught up to her and Emily had to, once again, say goodbye to another life she had created.  

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❝ I guess a lesser woman

would've lost hope. ❞ 

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Up to what point does one gets tired of being someone else? 

Emily asked that to herself when she was in Paris. She had been Emily Prentiss, Lauren Reynolds, then. . . Emily Prentiss again. But the Supervisory Special Agent Prentiss had to die so she could survive the clutches of Ian Doyle. She had to die so her found family could be spared of her own undoing.  

It was a means to an end, right? But was is worth it?  

Emily kept wondering that the whole time she was in France. Was it worth it was it worth it was it worth it— Was it? Was it worth it to leave her team, her friends, her job behind to run away from her problems? Because that's what she did. Emily ran away. Well, she had to survive somehow and if staying meant putting those she loved in danger, then she'd rather them mourn an empty casket. 

It was a cold night in the city of Paris when she had won an online Scrabble game with an online player called cheetobreath once again. She felt a little warmer inside. 

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❝ a greater woman wouldn't beg, 

but I looked to the sky and said  

please 

I've been on my knees 

change the prophecy.❞ 

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Was there a prophecy enforced upon her from the moment she had been born? Well, if that was the case then she understood the misfortunes and shortcomings she had to face to have survived all this long. Emily had not lived for such a long time that she forgot what it meant to be alive. 

That is, until she met her team.  

Aaron Hotchner, or Hotch when he's on the job, or Aaron when they're exchanging hushed conversations in the jet after a case. The moment she walked into his office, Emily felt a rush of adrenaline shot through her body. She felt excited and ready for whatever was about to come. That was not thanks to Hotch's skeptical attitude towards her as she arrived, though she didn't blame him, if it were her team, she wouldn't have been so welcoming of a stranger butting in as well. 

Emily met his uptight nature and his not-so-serious side – the one everyone wonders if it exists. She met a team leader who protected his agents no matter what, a father that would do anything for his son and a friend who lend her a shoulder to cry on when she needed. 

Derek Morgan, or Morgan when he was kicking down doors, or Derek when she was teasing him about being a player. He had been a tough one to crack. Emily took a while to have Derek warm up to her, but she praised herself in completing the task. To this day, she didn't know at what point did they crossed the line of being coworkers on the job to annoying friends that act like children when they're on the same place. 

The guilt Emily felt when she died in Derek's arms did not compare to any other moment. The last thing she wanted was to lie and hurt one of the people she cared about the most. To this day, she's still learning how to forgive herself for doing what she had to do.  

Jennifer Jareau, or Jennifer when she's talking to parent's victims and authorities during a case, or JJ when it's late at night and they need each other's company to forget what they face every day. If it wasn't for her and Hotch, Emily wouldn't know how she would have survived. But she knows how it weighed both of them down to have to hide that secret from everyone else. Especially JJ.  

She's one of the most loyal people Emily has met in her entire life and her capacity of bringing comfort is unmatched. On lonely evenings, in Paris, Emily let cheetobreath win on Scrabble just so she could ask for a rematch and they could stay in contact for a little longer. Emily will be forever grateful to have JJ in her life.  

Spencer Reid, or Dr. Reid when he's racking his brain for an UnSub's whereabouts, or Spencer when he's rambling about the most random statistic on earth during a normal conversation. Emily didn't have favorites, she's not that kind of person, but she had to admit to have grown a soft spot for both Spencer Reid and Penelope Garcia.  

She's not proud to have added to his trauma, god knew how much Spencer suffered through the years he worked at the Behavioral Analysis Unit. And sometimes, Emily caught herself envisioning his life if she had never been a part of it, but that thought was quickly dismissed because Emily knew that she wouldn't be who she was today if she had not met his little quirks and endless curiosity across her journey.

Penelope Garcia, or Garcia when they needed her to access some encrypted online file, or Penelope when she's happily delivering cupcakes to their desks in the bullpen. The magic of working at the BAU was to have Penelope striding around with her colorful clothing and her bright voice in the morning. The horrors that they faced were momentarily forgotten by her bright persona, but just as she made people's days better, she needed some comfort once in a while as well. 

Emily made sure she understood that and that it was okay to break, because she would still be one of the strongest people Emily met at the end of the day.  

And, of course, the Emily Prentiss they help build back up. She would be nowhere near where she was right now if it weren't for those people, her team, her family. They saved her from her own undoing and, in some way, she saved each of them too.

She had destroyed her curse. Emily finally felt as if she was no longer tied to any prophecy. After such a long time, Emily finally felt like herself and truly alive.  

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taglist: @ninkieminjaj ; @lilyviolets  

[ladywynneoutlander]

Thoughts on 701 - A Life Well Lost

The title is perfection. *chef's kiss*

Congrats on executive producer to Caitriona Balfe and Sam Heughan.

Skye Boat Song - This new version is going to take some getting used to. The artist has a unique style and I don't really understand the thinking. It doesn't seem relevant to the period or the story, but I'm probably missing something given Bear McCreary's general excellence and detail.

Wendigo Donner is interesting. He brings in the time travel drama. I'm glad they integrated his story with Bree and Roger in this episode. It gave them something to deal with besides the one guy calling Roger a coward and their relationship. I'm not putting down navigating marriage as viable plot. It can make for some of the best drama out there, but I'm glad Wendigo added another dimension and a vehicle for that here. Looking forward to his story line.

Roger and Bree's morality conversation was interesting on it's own merits, but it was also a neat way to reacquaint audiences with what happened in earlier seasons. Much more elegant than saying, "previously on Outlander ".

MacDonald you little shit. I wish Adso had used that coat for a litter box.

Tom's confession is an absolute highlight. Mark Lewis Jones' performance... I cannot say enough. It was subtle and genuine. It felt right for a man as proud and whose convictions run as deep as Tom Christie's.

Jamie and Ian finishing the Browns was a great surprise and a nice way to wrap up that plotline. Glad to see little changes that make sense like this. I also enjoyed Jamie this episode overall. His scenes seemed really true to character and highlighted Jamie and Claire's epic love. Their reunion aboard ship is one of those iconic book moments. I felt that in the show as well, and I think they did a great job.

All in all this episode was a really solid set up for the season that also had some memorable and gorgeous moments. I cannot wait for more. 🧡

[agnewbones]

top 5 smosh series 👁👄👁✨️

its so wild that this ask was sent with 0 technical difficulties💖 xoxo @jovenshires

1. sword af

before i am a person, i am a dnd fan above all else!!!!!!

(and i am also a huge simp for all of them esp. for damien, shayne, and chanse)

still making my way thru this one, bc i get so overwhelmed with lust for damien dm’ing that i gotta turn it off. Listen,,,

2. baf legacy

i NEED to see a little roleplay at all times!!! shout out to the whittmores (family of all time❕❕❕) and whatever the fuck cornelius brawne got going on. let me be the beast who kills you bro gimme a lil kiss. still making my way thru this as well

3. who meme’d it

show of all time! i love spencer! shayne makes me laugh with the tearaway clothes bit every single fucking time! i just woke up in this house/i just peed blood/how’s yr penis bro!!!!!!

4. let’s do this

i think ian really shined in this format, and i also think arasha should be president now. telling on you to your mom is so fucking 5d emotional damage chess, and i think she should get to control the nuclear codes. dw about it

5. funeral roasts

i am here to see tommy serve cunt, and for everyone else to be lovingly humiliated by their dearest friends. i know what i’m looking for in “”content””, okay.

also a fun fact; this is how i got tricked into watching smosh videos— the combination of being a @tommybowefuneralattendee fan from another fandom, and my try guys playlist falling victim to the algorithym, showing me the roast.

i immediately developed a crush on damien which only grew after he said “stingussy” with his real human mouth :)

special mentions

- ex interviews: 2 shayne 2 ex, damien 2: the remix, spencer, and tommy’s episodes like oh my god???? lisabella heinz the woman you are. dio shayne my fucking beloved. jackie slayed agnes spencer so much. and i am *obsessed* with whatever tommy and amanda have got going on all the time

- eioyi but in a bad way. like i am sooo so SO fucking sorry to garrett (you are a baddie and i luv u mr. sexy in a beekeeping way) and to angela’s cat food soda banger, but i cannnotttt do gross-out food content … ive still got lasting chef josh memories haunting me /halfjoking

[aria-ashryver]

6. do you have a favorite quote?

20. favorite skincare products? (Reverse Uno! lol)

25. what inspires you?

:)

6. do you have a favorite quote?

oooh not a quote per se, (and generally I can't settle on a favourite anything lol) but let me share a poem from Chris Tse in his anthology, How to be Dead in a Year of Snakes.

This one is my fav at the moment. I read the whole anthology in one sitting a few years ago and cannot praise it highly enough. [TW: racism, murder] - it discusses racism; murder; the way POC names are reduced to no more than representations of acts of violence done to them; the simultaneous glorification and spectacle of white murderers whose names and lives are remembered in the media for the atrocities they commit, while the voices of those they enact that violence upon are forgotten and buried.

It's so so so well written!! (also really looking forward to getting my hands on his queer anthology, He So Masc, which I haven't read yet, but I'll probably find my next favourite poem in ✨)

20. favorite skincare products?

My skin is super sensitive (she's just like me omg), so I really love things that don't have fragrance, are super hydrating, and work to restore the skin's moisture barrier. KLAIRs as a whole is just *chef's kiss*, I freaking 💖love💖 that brand! But here are some of my personal favs

Cleanser

Wishtrend Green Tea & Enzyme Powder Wash

Toner

KLAIRs - Supple Preparation Unscented Facial Toner

NEOGEN - Real Ferment Micro Toner

SIMPLE - Micellar Cleansing Water

Serum

THE ORDINARY - Niacinamide 10% + Zinc 1% (actual godsend)

KLAIRS - Freshly Juiced Vitamin C Drop (another godsend)

THE PLANT BASE - Quesera Ceramide

NEOGEN - H2 Dermadeca Serum Spray

Moisturiser

SIMPLE - Hydrating Light Moisturiser w Vit B5+E

MISSHA - Super Aqua Cell Renew Essential Moisturiser (WHY is it so expensive though 😭)

KLAIRS - Freshly Juiced Vitamin E Mask (love love love)

Sunscreen

NEUTROGENA - Ultra Sheer Face Lotion SPF50+

I'm still looking for a good sunscreen tbh, the sun is brutal in NZ and I'm white, so... 😬 lmao

25. what inspires you?

omg, everything and anything!! I'm taking this in a "what inspires you in terms of your art/writing" kind of way - most recently, music is inspiring me tons, especially watching the MVs for DPR Ian's songs. He is such a talented artist, and the way he explores mental health through the visual imagery in his self-directed videos is just on another level of artistry. Dude is so cool. Everything he creates is so vulnerable and real while being so pretty, I love it!

[scurvgirl]

A Joy List which is honestly a good thing for today because I'm cranky and a little sick with back-to-school-itis (a cold). tagged by the lovely and incomparable @energievie @creepkinginc @transmickey @mybrainismelted

-New nail polish!! As I've said, I love nail polish and I bought a new color today. I also have two colors shipping to me right now - this is one of them (from Potion Polish)

-MY CAT!! I love my baby! She just turned 15 and I love her so much

-When my eyeliner comes out perfectly, it's just *chef's kiss* wonderful

-Writing fanfic and feeling that ~groove~

-Reading fanfic! I have so many stories I want to read and get caught up on - there are so so many talented and hardworking writers in this fandom

-Weirdly specific but I play a lot of Civilization 6 to wind down after a long day, and I get so excited when I can settle a city in a flood plain and build a hydroelectric dam. Idk WHY but it makes me happy

-Administering and analyzing the results from my favorite language test to give - the CELF-P3 (the stimuli is so good, I love this test)

-Wearing fun socks

-Ice cream, specifically Phish Food from Ben & Jerry's

-Being permitted to touch my sib's hair because it is very soft and fluffy and she is VERY picky about touch

-Thinking about Ian Gallagher...also chuckling to myself imagining Ian as bean because one of my clients now calls her brother "EEEEN" and it kinda sounds like "bean" so I think "Ian bein' a bean" and have a little chuckle.

-Getting tackle hugged by happy toddlers.

-Being in the room with a client and his mom when he said "Mama" for the first time.

-Oh! And I saw a week old baby the other day! He was so little and precious, I almost cried. (I love kids, it's obvious, yeah?)

Ah, this was good for the soul.

Tagging @jademickian @mickeysgaymom @deedala @depressedstressedlemonzest @look-i-love-u <3

[mo-2020ao3]

People I want to see in the next Knives Out movies…

Grace Jones: I mean… she already has one foot through the door with being Janelle Monáe’s guest at the Glass Onion premiere

Ian McKellen: I just love him

Patrick Stewart: DONT BE COWARDS MAKE HIM AND IAN HUSBANDS

Brian Tyree Henry: Have you seen Atlanta?

Anya Taylor-Joy: Idk I just think she would be great in a murder mystery

Aubrey Plaza: She looks like she can a crazy unhinged murder

Hunter Schafer: If you watched Euphoria you know she can play unhinged

Ben Whishaw: I feel in love with him as Adam Kay in This Is Going To Hurt… he’s great as a sleep deprived pessimist

Emmy Rossum: If you seen Shameless you know she has “eat the rich” in her blood

Bowen yang: His comic timing is *chef’s kiss*

Jennifer Connelly: Also just because I love her

[theboysfromaustin]

I am a very dignified writer.

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June 3, 2004

Ian bit his lip, tapping his pen on the list, wondering how much produce he could buy that he and Kazuo could actually eat before it went bad.  Kazuo brushed against him, catlike.  This was their first trip to Central Market together, and he was trying to get actual food for Kazuo, who self-admittedly, had grown up eating cold canned goods and gas station roller grill items.

Ian was happy to have Kazuo.  He felt younger, more invigorated.  They were in love, that was the simplest way to put it.  Kazuo leaned on the cart, “It's weird to eat fresh veggies ‘n fruit.” “You'll feel better if you eat fresh food.  It's nice to cook for more than just myself and Maureen.” “You're an excellent chef.  You spoil me.”

Ian smiled, absorbing the praise.  Praise from Kazuo was high praise.  He loved his scrappy, young partner.  He began to pick through the massive selection of apples, Kazuo's hand lingering on his hip.  He got engrossed in the selection, not noticing Kazuo slip away.  What he did notice quite quickly was…

The smell.

He sniffed, lip curling, looking around.  He did notice now that Kazuo had disappeared.

Conveniently.

Little bastard.

He did notice the people around him were now staring. In horror. In disgust. He felt a creeping blush overtaking his face and neck, and he went into defensive mode, “I…I, um…that wasn't…”  He stammered, sweat beading on his brow.

A baby began to cry, unable to comprehend the horror of the creeping stench.

“My…my boyfriend is…lactose…int…” His face was crimson now.  People were shaking their heads as they fled the area.  A man entered from the other side, stopped, and turned around.  “I..I didn't…Kazuooooooo…..” He groaned.  Great.  Now he was the token smelly guy.  He trudged forward, head low, trying to find his evil, stinky bastard boyfriend.

In the bakery, Kazuo leaned on a bread display, giggling like a total idiot.  Ian was very polite about his lactose intolerance.  Hell, they were getting into an at-home rapport of completely immature jokes, which delighted him.  He knew Ian would come to find him.  He felt bad, but he knew Ian would find the humor in it.  Ian put on a dignified and serious front for work, but they'd only been together intimately for a couple days, and last night Ian had fallen asleep with his head on Kazuo's chest, and at some point, violently farted them both awake.

They'd both nearly pissed themselves laughing.  That's how he knew Ian was the one - a gentle, sexy, wildly intelligent lawyer who looked like the lovechild of Sam Waterston and Dermot Morgan, but who also had the sense of humor of a fourth grader?  Perfection.

Ian grabbed Kazuo under one arm, and unceremoniously dropped him into the cart, “Come on, stinky.” “Hi.” “You're mean.” “I had a bad childhood.” “Your stank made a baby cry.  A BABY.” “How many points is that?” Ian made a strangled, choking sound as he tried not to laugh, “Ah, Christ.  I think we need to leave before they have to fumigate.” “I crave milk.” “Fuck no.” “Cheese?” “I'm going to stick you in a freezer.”

Kazuo leaned forward, wrapping his arms around Ian's chest, “It was funny.” “It wasn't.” Kazuo looked up.  Ian was staring dead ahead.  If he looked at Kazuo, he would laugh, and Kazuo would win and continue his reign of terror.  Kazuo reached up, placing his hands on Ian's cheeks.  “You smell.” “You don't mind.” “God knows why.  I'm buying soy milk.” “You wouldn't.”

“Called my bluff.  Can't stand that shite.” “Haha.” “Hush,” Ian snickered, relenting and kissing his head, “You're cute.” “I know.” “Humble! Enough bravado for seventeen people.” “Can we go back to the fruit section?” “That's probably a bad idea.” “I love you, sweet boy.” “I love you too.  You're my stinky weirdo,” Ian ruffled Kazuo's hair.

Their relationship was new, but it was also weird and extremely loving - different from all the others he'd been in.  As weird as Kaxuo was…

Ian was willing to do anything for him.

[generaltrashshecox]

Alright I'm gonna start a thing to place my unhinged thoughts so I don't spam my bestie with them lol. They will most definitely be for a variety of ships and it will have add-ons cause my brain is always running rampant especially at night so ajna. It's mostly nsfw so if you don't like don't look all that etc etc... Take inspiration if you want!! Anyways ideas under the cut:

Damien calling Anthony daddy. That's it that's the whole thought and it takes over my brain constantly Damien's daddy issues go brrr (also "second Smosh father" is definitely code/j)

Chosen/Damien/Anthony polyamory but Chosen and Anthony barely just deal with each other to make Damien happy

(why this dumb thing in discord I made makes me happy ajaj)

Chosen calling Damien kitten unironically and at first he finds it cringe until he pushes him at one point and he grabs his chin making him look at him eyes sweltering behind his sunglasses and says "you better listen, kitten" and suddenly everything changes.

(Damien also calling Chosen daddy is a thing my mind is always thinking)

Chosen being human but also not at the same time is an interesting thing in my lore like... He's human but he's helped the universe for millennia kinda thing not nsfw just a thing I wanted to talk about lol

OMEGAVERSE CHOSEN X DAMIEN but unconventional cause that's my shit aka Chosen who was raised to be an alpha ends up being an omega and Damien who was raised to be an omega being an alpha but neither really want those titles/second genders and rejects them (aka Chosen using his slick to fuck Damien senseless and I'm sorry for that image but also FUCK)

Omegaverse bs in general though alpha!Anthony and Chosen taking care of omega!Damien in heat 😵‍💫

Shayne holding Ian down on his desk face down ass up as he grinds against him. They're both still fully clothed but desperate even though Ian is begging him to stop and let him up and that somebody could see (even though that's exactly what he asked for) so his pleads fall on deaf ears as Shayne continues to grind against him 😵‍💫

Ian with a strength kink asking Shayne to manhandle him.

Shian fwb but Shayne feels something more and he thinks he's the second choice. He gets drunk one night somehow ending up on Ian's doorstep pushing his way in and accidentally confessing. Can lean either getting rejected or recuperated depending on how I feel on the day ajaj

Shaymianthony polycule! 2 pairs of pretty best friends why wouldn't they?? Preferably if shaymien and ianthony pined before becoming shian and antmien and realizing they all like each other ajsj just chefs kiss

Established shian but secretly and Shayne doesn't like the way Anthony looks at Ian so he fucks him in his office and Anthony walks in on it. Flip it on its head and he fucks Damien on his whoops damn

Damien soft domming Ian. But the brat is bratty pushing him to his limits until he snaps and bruises litter Ian's body from hands and floggers and paddles as his body sings with it all.

Damien usually being the bottom/sub to Anthony but he finds out his strength and ends up soft domming him calling him cute and pretty as he fucks him while holding him down 🫣🫣 (Anthony never cums as hard as he does then oof!)

[heymacy]

As this fandom’s resident astrology babe would you say that Gallavich match-up based on their signs?

anon, i need you to know that i am coming out of my moving hiatus to answer this question because it scratches a very specific itch in my brain and i adore you for asking it. also, "resident astrology babe" has me melting into the floor. i know i haven’t talked astrology in a hot minute but it's an HONOR to relay messages from the stars to y'all. an honor ✨

i'm going to try and keep this as simple and straightforward as possible (narrator: she's a liar) because i take astrology very seriously (haters be gone, you're not welcome here) and know Too Much so i'm gonna streamline my answer into the most cohesive possible form.

first of all, we are very very lucky to have canon birth dates and locations for both ian and mickey. i have their charts in my little app on my phone, though since we don't have their exact birth times, we don't know their rising signs or house placements, only their planetary ones. so for these purposes i will only be using their sun & moon signs for compatibility. read more under the cut!

the short answer is this: yes, i think they are deeply compatible on multiple astrological levels. and here's why:

ian gallagher. taurus sun, aquarius moon (me 🤝🏻 ian 🤝🏻 being aqua moons). mickey milkovich. leo sun, virgo moon (that fire + earth combo is chef's motherfucking kiss).

at first glance, a down-to-earth, reliable taurus like ian doesn't seem like a solid match for a vivacious, bold leo like mickey (also anyone that says mickey isn't a leo can catch these hands). however, fire/earth combos are highly, highly underrated pairings. there is a balance there, with sensible taurus grounding dramatic leo whilst the confident leo helps to bring stubborn taurus out of their shell. ian is the very definition of a taurus: hard-headed, loyal, and deeply, deeply caring. mickey is the very definition of a leo: ambitious, generous, and warm-hearted. since they both encompass these signs so fully, it makes sense that their differences would cause both strife and balance, much like their relationship in the show. is it perfect? absolutely not. but do they as individuals, just by existing and being themselves, bring out the best in each other? help each other grow? absolutely. it's also important to note that taurus, ruled by Venus, and leo, ruled by the Sun, both love indulgence, comfort, and the finer things in life. they haven't been afforded that in their youth but as they age, striving for a nice life with nice things will be a common goal that will keep them moving in the same direction. they want to be proud of what they have and what they've built, and we saw that in s10 & 11 VERY explicitly, which as an astrology hoe made me very happy.

moon signs are representative of your deepest emotions, the parts of yourself you keep locked away and out of the light. they also influence how you react to emotional situations, or what your behavior might look like in times of stress. ian's aquarius moon and mickey's virgo moon are, once again, a pairing that doesn't make much sense when you look at it passively. but when you get right down to it, there's that same balance, that same common ground. aquarius moons (ian) are socially minded, progressive, charming, and often have difficulty expressing their emotions, both in general and in relationships. virgo moons (mickey) are emotionally reserved, influential, and love to be of service to others. they also often keep a very stuff upper lip when it comes to emotions. stone faced on the outside, crying on the inside. both these men struggle to express their emotions, this much we know. so to know that their moon signs, the signs that govern emotion, are aligned with that truth is extremely satisfying to me as a student of astrology. as they begin to open up, both aquarius and virgo will begin to realize that they both have a common emotional goal in mind: stability and service. we see this prominently in the last few seasons which again, tickles me. they're both a bit emotionally, uh, fussy, for lack of a better term, but at the end of the day they just get each other. they understand. one of my best friends in the world is an earth moon and while we process our emotions very differently, we GET each other. and it makes for a very strong, stable relationship.

so long story short: yes, i feel they are incredibly compatible on multiple levels. it's important not to put too much stock in the whole "i'm a _____ therefore i am only compatible with _____" concept because it doesn't have a very strong foundation in actual astrology. maybe it makes sense in a fun way in sun sign astrology, which is to say magazine horoscopes and meme accounts, but we study whole chart astrology in this house, and honestly? any two signs combined will have their benefit and drawbacks. but with these two boys, their compatibility is off the charts. personality-wise, sexually, emotionally, and astrologically. nobody is doing it like them!! nobody!!

[yukidragon]

Hi! I've just read through all your SDJ headcanons and I've read your fics, and can I just say how AMAZING your content is?! I truly love how in depth your headcanons are and how they stay true to the SDJ lore that (as far as we know) is canon.

It's just -chef's kiss-

I also have a potential headcanon questions for you: in your headcanons Jack and MC/Alice (love her btw) have more or less a fairly healthy relationship (Jack's yandere habits notwithstanding). But even the healthiest and most harmonious relationships can hit rough patches.

What would a fight between Jack and MC/Alice look like?

Not a fight between friends, but a fight between lovers. It could be small disagreement or it could be a huge fight where things are said/done that hurt and aren't easy to take back. A fight that while painful, can help them come back stronger, or destroy them completely.

And what would be a potential subject that they would fight about? Jack's possessiveness and aggression to any potential threats? MC/Alice's hesitation to let go of past relationships and letting Jack in? Or something else entirely?

What would the reconciliation look like, if they could reconcile at all?

Gosh I... you really make me feel flustered with such lovely praise. Thank you so much. I’m really glad that you enjoy my headcanons and stories! I’m happy you like Alice too.

That’s a really interesting question you’ve asked there. Honestly, I have planned some minor conflicts for Sunshine in Hell between them, mostly because, well, Jack does have manipulative yandere tendencies. Though I intend to give them a happy ending, such behavior needs a good metaphorical bop to the nose with a rolled up newspaper, you know?

Of course no one is perfect, and Alice is going to frustrate Jack in some ways. As you pointed out, her difficulty in letting go of her love for Ian is going to be a conflict between them. How it’s resolved is... going to be in a way that I’m not going to spoiler here since it’s going to be an example of Jack using of those powers of his for questionable things... and facing the consequences of it afterwards.

I’d argue that a bigger point of concern for Jack when it comes to Alice is her overly kind nature. Anything, even kindness, can be bad in excess. Though she’s resolved herself to give up on Ian, she can’t bring herself to hurt him by blocking him. Despite showing some hesitation and suspicion towards Jack, she’s already showing concern towards his wellbeing on day one because she feels sorry for his unfortunate situation.

Let’s face it, just because we know that Jack won’t hurt Alice doesn’t mean she knows it. He might have the ability to share his emotions, and his genuine feelings might help ease her concern, but most anyone would be a lot more guarded and a lot less moved by his sad puppy dog eyes in this situation.

Imagine if Jack didn’t have the best intentions for Alice and was like one of the more extreme yanderes who didn’t care at all if they hurt the person they “love” as long as they possessed them. Imagine if he didn’t love her at all and just wanted to use her for his own ends. Imagine if everything was just a sick game by a supernatural entity because she got in contact with a cursed object, and the goal was to ruin her life like a twisted genie granting all of her “wishes” in the worst possible way imaginable.

Jack is grateful for Alice’s kindness and compassion, and he knows he benefits the most from her having an abundance of it, but she is also putting herself at risk when she gives so much of herself. The world is so big with such cruel people, as he experienced himself in the past. She has faced cruelty as well, but she can’t help but care about how others feel, even to her own detriment. The situation with Ian is one such example of how she suffers from giving too much of herself because she worries about hurting him... even though it means that she suffers immensely.

I plan to have more instances of this appear in the story, and it gives Jack a lot to worry about, especially in the beginning when his powers are very weak when it comes to affecting other people. It’s going to leave him with some feelings of frustration and helplessness, even as he does his best to gently guide Alice into caring for herself more.

By the time they become lovers, Jack will be stronger. As I’ve mentioned in past headcanons, I believe that he gets stronger and gains more power the more MC loves/trusts/needs him. It takes a while before he and Alice become lovers in Sunshine in Hell, and by that time his abilities are going to be stronger. With this, he’ll be able to have more of an affect on other people and the world, and thus have less reasons to feel helpless... except when it comes to more internal conflicts like dealing with his own traumas and sense of identity.

I don’t have ideas yet for a huge fight between Alice and Jack in general, mostly just some minor conflicts that generate drama and angst. Something big would have to have happened that one or both of them can’t overlook and really shakes them up and leads to an outburst of emotion. I don’t intend for things to get to the point of, say, Jack convincing someone to kill themselves like we’ve seen in some teaser images. I’m sticking with the softer side of this yandere story for the most part.

As I’ve said in a past post, I think Jack would struggle with any anger or negative feelings he might have towards his sunshine, which means that any argument with him and MC would - unless he was pushed to the brink - be more like a teacher’s lecture, sometimes a firm one if he’s really agitated. Between being yandere, his gratitude for MC saving him from hell, and self-preservation, I can see it being a real struggle for him to reconcile with feelings of anger directed at MC.

Likewise, as I’ve stated above, Alice cares about other peoples’ feelings to an extent that it can be harmful to her. Instead of lashing out at Ian for cheating and telling him to fuck off like a lot of MCs would, she forgave him and reconciled because he said he was sorry and felt bad for the betrayal. She was figuratively and literally scarred by what he did, but she still tried to accept his apology as being enough to make up for how much pain he put her through.

A fight between Alice and Jack would be one where both parties would immediately be distressed about hurting the other. It would carry this quiet sense of frustration when they just want what’s best for the other person, but their partner can’t quite see that. This is doubly true when they’ve grown close enough to be lovers.

Alice has a tendency to go nonverbal when extremely stressed. When upset or thoughtful, she goes a bit quieter than usual. Not talking can cause trouble due to lack of communication.

It’s fortunate then that Jack has the powers he does and can pick up on the more “out loud” thoughts Alice has. Though, if her mind is more chaotic, it’ll just come across as confusing noise. I doubt mind reading is an easy thing to do after all. Emotions are easier to read relatively.

An example of a minor fight I have in mind for the pair after they become lovers is after Jack seduces Alice while Shaun is over. Being overheard during such an intimate moment is humiliating for her, and she can’t help but feel ashamed for making her friend uncomfortable and for being so brazen as to have sex while he was there. It’s hard for her not to feel irritated at Jack for convincing her to do it, and she isn’t quite convinced that it wasn’t intentional, especially since he promised to help her keep quiet, only for him to get especially intense at the end. She’s as much angry with herself as she is him and mortified as well.

Jack absolutely did intend for Shaun to hear them going at it. He won’t tell Alice a lie directly (just lies by omission), so he’s not going to be able to directly refute her if she accuses him. Rather, he would coo over her, trying to soothe her ire, and convince her that it’s not as big of a deal as she’s feeling like it is right now. She herself told Shaun they were together, so it really shouldn’t be a surprise to him. These things happen after all.

Jack would apologize for upsetting Alice, but he just couldn’t help himself. He just loves her so much, and she looked so beautiful in that moment that it was difficult to hold himself back. He just needed to hear her say his name while he filled her with his love.

The praise would certainly fluster Alice, especially since Jack would find gently touching her and pressing soft kisses onto her face would make it hard for her not to melt from his affection. When he apologizes for upsetting her, she can tell he means it, but she tries to remain stubborn and huffy even as she softens under his sweet words and touches. It’s only when he offers to do anything she wants to make it up to her does she finally relent. She says she’ll forgive him but only on three conditions - first, he can’t ever do that again. She doesn’t want to have to worry about people catching them when she wants to just focus on, well, loving each other. The second is that Jack will need to apologize to Shaun too. The third is he has to make her some chocolate chip cookies for dessert tonight.

Jack easily agrees to all these conditions and the two of them have cuddle time to soothe out any hard feelings. Even having to apologize to Shaun would be worth it (though how he goes about it is definitely going to sound more like bragging).

Alice being the one to irritate Jack would result in a bit more of a stern teacher vibe from Jack. I’ve shown a very brief instance of this in part of the vampire AU smut teaser.

For a moment, Alice just breathed as she tried to slow her racing pulse, allowing Jack’s reassurances flow over her like cool water on a burn. He… really wasn’t upset? He wasn’t disgusted by what she just did, by having to taste his own blood, by being kissed by a blood sucking parasite?

“Alice,” Jack said. His voice was still gentle, but there was an undercurrent of steel beneath the silk tones. “You did nothing wrong. You were perfect. You are perfect. Every inch of you is perfect.” He slid his hand up to her cheek and stroked it with his thumb as he gazed deeply into her eyes that were the same shade of pale blue as the sky at dawn. “I love you, all of you, including the part of you that enjoyed drinking my blood.”

A small gasp escaped Alice. Jack pinned her in place with the unwavering conviction in his dark brown eyes, the certainty of his words. He left no gap for doubt to squeeze into, making it impossible for her not to believe him. She drew in a shaky breath as he dragged his thumb along her lips, not caring that he stained the yellow fabric red.

Jack allowed his voice to soften, but he remained resolute as he peered deeply into his sunshine’s eyes. “Did it feel good?”

Jack heard Alice insulting herself and was upset by it. That’s why he got firm with her here. He can’t stand anyone hurting his sunshine, not even herself. This is another example of minor conflicts/arguments between them. While this is an AU, it’s likely instances like this will appear in Sunshine in Hell as well.

It’s unlikely fights between the pair are going to get much bigger than these examples. The idea of hurting the one they love is painful to consider. If they did unintentionally do something that caused real harm to the other... Well, I imagine they’d both have a similar need to apologize immediately. It would likely cause a feeling of insecurity and fear that would lead to the need for reassurance that they still love each other before they could completely talk through what happened.

In a lot of ways, their pasts have given them a similar need to please the one they love even if it means giving too much of themselves. Jack’s situation makes it pretty apparent why he would think that way. With Alice, a big part of the problem was her relationship with Ian and how it had a negative affect on her over time, particularly when it comes to communication.

Ian has issues with his mother. Because of her, he feels constantly at fault and is constantly apologizing for any real or perceived slight on his part. I can see there being a cycle of Alice gets upset or hurt by something, and because of his mother making him feel like anything negative happening in her life is his fault, instinctively he apologizes and feels bad when anyone shows such negative feelings even tangentially related to him.

Imagine venting about an awful day at school to your boyfriend, only for him to apologize and feel bad that he didn’t do more to make things better for you. After all, you both spent a lot of the day together... Then imagine this happening a lot... to the point that it feels like you can never complain about anything for fear that it might hurt the one you love.

Ian had a very hard life, and he more or less only had Alice to support him and make him happy. He depended on her. Over time as they got closer and cared for each other more deeply, it became harder to see him upset, especially if she was the cause of it. This led to her complaining about things less and less, depending on him for support less. She needed to be the strong one for both their sakes because she loved him, and he needed her.

Alice was carrying the bulk of the emotional burden in her relationship with Ian. If he did anything to upset or hurt her, he would apologize and feel awful to the point where it was like it hurt him more than it did her. Even if you love someone deeply, you can’t become their emotional crutch because eventually you’re going to break under the weight.

When you’re caught in a cycle of trying too hard to please your partner, especially if you’re not truly communicating, the relationship is going to break down. This is why things between Ian and Alice turned so toxic that there was no hope of repairing their relationship after he cheated.

This plays a big part in why Alice struggles to let Jack take care of her. This also plays a part in why she wants to take care of him when they first met. She’s used to taking care of others. She’s gotten into the habit of not being a burden on others. She dismisses her own pain, suffering, and discomfort because over time she learned that causes harm to those she cares about.

The key difference in the two relationships is communication. Jack and Alice have this connection that allows them to feel each other’s emotions, and they can even catch thoughts from one another. A lot of unspoken things come across better, allowing them to get across what they mean even when words don’t convey everything.

What also helps is that Jack doesn’t take everything negative that happens in Alice’s life in his vicinity as something that’s his fault that he needs to apologize for. Apologies tend to become worthless when they’re applied to every situation... especially if things just keep happening to require another apology again, and again, and again...

Alice and Jack are fortunate to have found each other and to have the connection they do. They can recognize when the other is giving too much and call them on it kindly. They can understand what it’s like to feel like they have to be constantly pleasant and not show their unpleasant or weaker sides. Chapter 5 of Sunshine in Hell gave a glimpse of this when Jack slipped up by showing some of his trauma, only for Alice to comfort him and tell him he doesn’t have to pretend to be okay.

Ultimately, between their personalities and the situation they’re in, it’s unlikely that Jack and Alice will ever have a large fight. The conflicts they have will be relatively minor, and ironically it’s when they feel more confident that they’ll be able to show their more unpleasant sides without being afraid that it’s going to do harm to each other and their relationship.

By that point, they might wind up having more playful disagreements that are more for show and to tease each other than anything else. Their more legitimate fights will mostly be small enough to be resolved with a lot of cuddles, cooing, and maybe some cookies.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars

[y0itsbri]

yoooo! tagged for this awesome new game game from @depressedstressedlemonzest by the effervescent @ian-galagher @creepkinginc @mishervellous @grossmickey @milkovetti <3

What are some movie /tv quotes that you quote often?

tbh almost every scenario can call for an appropriate quote from the twilight saga

What is your favorite flower?

i love em alllllll but will always have a special spot for ageratums like look at these funky mystical guys

If you were in Avatar the Last Airbender what element would you want to bend? Earth, fire, water or air?

even tho i'm a fire sign, i've always wanted to bend water

What was your first job?

retail baybeee 🎯

What is your favorite breakfast?

i've gone through phases of like only one thing for months on end. used to be: eggos w pb in the middle, banana protein shake, oatmeal w cranberries and crushed almonds, greek yogurt w chocolate chips and honey. but! i think the fav would be pancakes with fresh fruit and different syrups (maple + a fruity one so i can alternate between bites) with a side of veggie quiches *chef's kiss*

What's a meal from childhood that you love?

i'm a vegetarian now but i miss my mom's sloppy joe's (edit: i told her this and we are gonna make vegetarian sloppy joe's next week!). also when she would surprise me with apple or cherry turnovers after i had dance practice.

What's your favorite joke to tell?

okay i just looked up jokes and i found one that i think the mootuals will enjoy:

why do cows wear bells? because their horns don't work!

and another for the nerds:

r.i.p. boiling water 😞 you will be mist 🕊️

LOL okay whatever you're getting more jokes that made me laugh

what do sprinters eat before a race? nothing. they fast. 🏃💨 how do you organize a space party? you planet. what did the drummer name her twin daughters? anna 1, anna 2 and a 1, 2, 3,4 🥁 why did the scarecrow win an award? because he was outstanding in his field.

here's one for our safari pal willow:

why can't you trust the king of the jungle? because he's always lion 😩

What's your favorite animal to see at the zoo?

orangutans!!!!!! penguins!!!!!!! manatees!!!!!!! tigers!!!!! giraffes!!!! elephants!!!!

What's your go to quick meal to cook/make at home?

🗣️ peanut butter sandwich

What's your go to meal to cook someone to impress them?

i don't cook much, but when i do, it's not to impress, but to nourish 💪

What's something you want to do better?

being more active! doing things that i keep saying i want to do!

If you're working do you like your job?

just started a new job and my first day on the floor is tomorrow so i hope so!

Do you collect anything? What?

helllll yeahzzz. well i don't like. actively seek things out, but when i see em and bring em home i'm like ah yes and put them in the pile w the others. so i think that's a collection. so: books, rocks, crystals, sea shells, stuffies, art supplies, plants. aka things that nourish and comfort the soul

If you were trapped in a kids tv show, what show would you be okay with being trapped in?

spongebob would be fun i think, as long as i am also a sea creature

An adults tv show?

the white lotus. fuck it LOL. give me absolutely eerie and unsettling drama in the most beautiful places on earth

What kind of job did you want as a child?

vet, fashion designer, chef

Do you follow any sports? What team do you root for?

no sir i do not

If you could be any animal what would you be and why?

clownfish would be vibes. anemone friend

If you could be any mythological creature what would you be and why?

dragon i wanna be big and powerful and also surrounded by crystals

What's the most obscure thing you've had to google for a fanfic you were writing/reading?

axe throwing places in chicagoland LOL

What Milkovich do you identify with most?

mickey

Which one are you actually like the most?

mandy

What Gallagher do you identify with most?

ian

Which one are you actually like the most?

lip

tagging @heymrspatel @grumpymickmilk @pinkmatter-mp3 @messedwithmandy @vintagelacerosette if ya wanna!