#and i started assembling a rainbow cake

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

tiny prompt for you: Ed and Stede have a “pamper yourself” kind of spa day

"You know," Ed said, pushing his sunglasses down his nose so he could actually look at Stede (the plastic sunglasses from Claire's were cute, but not great for actually seeing out of), "this is fun. This is really fun."

He'd thought Stede might be falling asleep at the other end of the bathtub, but at that he wrinkled his nose, reaching up to slowly remove the cucumber slices from his eyes. "This is fun," he agreed. "I think I heard a but coming on, though."

They'd just properly moved in together, and it had been a long fucking week. Ed had been living out of a drawer at Stede's place for a while, and when their leases were both up, they'd decided to go in together on a bigger apartment, one with room for an at-home painting studio for Ed and a big kitchen for Stede.

It had been a long week, full of moving boxes and painting and assembling new furniture, but now it was the weekend, and Ed woke up with a sore knee and Stede had a sore back, so they just...hadn't done any of that stuff today. A spa day, Stede suggested, and they quickly discovered they'd neither of them ever really had something like that before.

It had been pretty amazing, honestly. They'd gotten dressed in fun, comfy clothes, Stede choosing to just wear his favorite golden robe and Ed deciding to try out a soft, fun rainbow pastel skirt he'd been a bit too nervous to take outside the house yet. They'd made DIY face scrubs, did each other's hair up with fun hair clips, painted each other's nails, and now they were finally getting to chill in the bathtub they'd picked specifically because it was big enough for the both of them.

"It's a very silly but," Ed hedged, scooping up a handful of bubbles from their bath and arranging them carefully along Stede's chin.

"I love all your buts," Stede said, far too earnestly for a guy with a bubble beard. "Well - maybe one butt more than others -"

"I knew it," Ed pretended to groan, tossing his head back in faux dispair. "I knew you were just in this relationship for my ass."

"I mean, your ass is great," Stede laughed, "but right now I'm waiting to hear about that but."

"Alright, alright." Ed pulled his knees up, rubbing his pruned thumbs over the soap-slippery skin, looking down at the iridescent water. "This is really fun. But. It kinda feels like...I dunno, that I'm not supposed to get this. Y'know what I mean?"

"Mm, yeah," Stede hummed thoughtfully. "Like...like someone's gonna come in here and start yelling at us."

"Yeah," Ed mumbled, resting his chin on his knees. "That's it, that's the feeling exactly."

"Well." Stede got himself a handful of bubbles, and he put his right on the tip of Ed's nose. "That's not gonna happen. Because - because fuck anyone who says we don't deserve this."

It still sounded like Stede was trying to convince himself, too.

"Yeah," Ed whispered, and then - "fuck you, dad!"

"Whoo!" Stede cheered, accidentally flinging bubbles when he tossed a hand in the air. "Fuck your dad, and my dad - fuck you, Nigel!"

"Yeah, fuck 'im!" Ed whooped. "Fuck you, Hornigold! We're taking a bubble bath and there's not a damn thing you can do about it!"

"We're not getting out of this tub until we please," Stede announced. "Just try and make us! We're relaxing!"

"We're unwinding!"

Stede rested his hand on the rim of the tub, smiling when Ed reached out to lace their fingers together. "And no one can tell us we don't get to do things like this. Ever again."

Still hard to believe that, maybe. But even once they got out of their bath, they'd trade shoulder massages, and feed each other pieces of cake, and Ed would pout until Stede carried him to bed. And, as it turned out, Stede was quite right - no one would ever get to tell them they didn't deserve soft, sweet days like this, ever again.

[michellemisfit]

A few months ago I casually said that the @gallacrafts Cinnamon Stargazer Lilies must be in my Top 10 Most Ridiculous Bakes I’ve ever done, which led to @tsuga-of-mars asking what else is on that list… oooooh, dangerous request my dude! hahahaha

It’s taken a while because I had to get together the photographs and make decision (wow am I bad at making decisions!!! haha) but here you are…

My Top 10 Most Ridiculous/Favourite Bakes

So when I first started baking in like… 2010? I figured that if I bake cake batter directly in the mixing bowl I could make ball cakes… so that led to some exciting ball shaped fun. This was also at the same time as I realised that if you bring people ridiculously over the top cakes for their birthday, it makes them really happy… who knew?

Ball cakes led on to foot and a half tall cakes consisting of stacked round cakes, ball cakes, and half ball cakes. For that is how you assemble a droid…. This is all very early in my cake making journey, before I’d really learnt about how important it is to fully cool cakes before stacking and decorating them. y’know, that stuff that keeps them from melting and sliding lol

And then for a minute I got really into chocolate, and clearly developed a dislike for crockery, deciding to make chocolate doilies and chocolate bowls, to serve my chocolate mousse in and on. Fuck plates! LOL This was also when I made Ruth the most indulgent chocolate cake covered in all manners of chocolate decorations, including spelling her name in chocolate lol

And then our friends got married and asked me whether I would make their wedding cake, because they loved my baking. Hell, yeah! Both their sets of parents are quite traditional, so while they did come to the wedding and the party afterwards, they said from the start they would only stick around for about an hour. So I thought it would be fun to have a traditional looking three tier wedding cake, for when the parents were at the party. And then when they left and it got cut, each tier turned out to be rainbow coloured! Oh, and the cake toppers are the brides made out of FIMO, in their wedding outfits, which I sourced for them, so I had the inside knowledge on that. Those little FIMO ladies have lived on their mantel piece for 11 years, which is how long they’ve been married <3

Most of my cakes have been inspired by Ruth’s birthday, and wanting to create something new and exciting every year! Ruth loves Afternoon Tea, and I thought it would be fun to create a traditional tea… entirely out of cake! Think this was the first time where the baking started with a full page of notes beforehand. Always a good sign… lol those cucumber sandwiches are cake, by the way. The clotted cream, jam, and sugar bowl, lid, and spoon are made of icing. The jam cookies… are just cookies haha

Then for about a minute and a half I got into mirror glaze. I watched too many YouTube video and thought it looked really cool. However I veeery quickly got over it due to a) it not actually being very difficult at all, so the challenge went out of it pretty quick, and b) how insanely wasteful it is. Not a big fan. What I was a big fan of was that 30th birthday surprise I did for my work colleague. Got into work at 6am to set it all up. Those balloons are sewn to her chair, by the way. And I’m pretty sure she still found confetti in her desk phone and drawers a week later hahaha

And then the farm tradition of Sorry You’re Leaving cakes started, two of which will be on every Top Mys Baking list, always. I learned how to make sugar glass so we could have a greenhouse in the middle of the vegetable beds with a cat on it, a sugar glass pond with ducks, and a sugar glass “stone” path. I free hand made a goat out of icing (with sugar glass horns) and an alpaca, a pig in mud, some bees to go on some flowers, a ton of vegetables, a growing frame… there was a LOT of stuff on this cake, and it was all awesome!

And then a year later another dear friend left the farm and I wasn’t sure how to top the previous cake… But hey! What’s better than one cake? Yes! TWO cakes lol So we have the large animal yard on one cake and the duck pond with its double fenced vegetation boarder on the other cake. This time a lot of work went into finding shop bought candy that would have the right look and texture, such as waver biscuits for animal stables, Daim bars for bark planks (for goat mountain), mikado for pond fences, twirls for wooden sleepers for raised beds, fudge for brick walls and so on, and so forth. I also free hand made cats, ducks, a turkey, goats, and marshmallow sheep FROM HELL!!! Sorry, those didn’t come out right… hahaha

In 2017 I was diagnosed with MS, like four days before my birthday party. And I didn’t really want to celebrate, I didn’t want to spend an entire day having to tell people about my diagnosis and answering questions about MS and listening to platitudes. And then Ruth asked me if there was anything I would like? We were both massively into All the Other Ghosts at the time (a Glee AU and one of the best stories I’ve ever read) and I said that what I wanted as a AtoG party and to not tell anyone about my diagnosis until after. So that’s what happened. And it was amazing! Which then started the annual tradition of over the top themed birthday parties I threw for myself and all my friends. We had a Shadowhunters one. We had a BBC Merlin one. However the Dragon one is still one of my favourites, as it was the first time I managed to make even the sandwiches themed!!! Hahaha Also those brownies are well up there with the best stuff I’ve ever come up with. Look how cute they are!!!! And my darling friend Sonja couldn’t make it to the party, but send me the Toothless cardboard pop up in her absence <3

And then, as I think many of you know, I got really into cookie decorating and sending decorated parcels of cookies to my friends and family during the pandemic. And that has definitely continued. Every birthday now has decorated cookies. I sent a huge bunch to my friend when she got engaged. I sent a box to my niece in Switzerland for her birthday. @f-f-podcast sent cookies out to our patrons for Christmas last year. Below is just a small selection of a truly insane number of cookies I have iced over the years!!

Wow. If you made it all the way to the bottom of this post… congrats! Hope you enjoyed the baking madness. If you’ve not had enough yet you can see more by hitting the ‘Mys in the Kitchen’ tag. Enjoy!

[iamaleximusprime]

Flurry Heart's Story Season 1 complete!

Sorry I don't come by here to post that often, but I just wanted to let everyone know I finished the first season of my MLP fanfic series "Flurry Heart's Story!" I started this series in April 2020 and have done 13 episodes including one extra short interquel story called "They Can't Stay Encased in Stone Forever." I have never done anything nearly this dedicated for the MLP fandom and it feels great to have reached this milestone! I came up with some amazing concepts and characters along the way and even started a spinoff series called "My Little Sister is a Dragon" which runs alongside the official show. Below are links to all the episodes of Season 1 if you would like to read them on FIMfiction:

Elements Assemble - Tired of her boring life in the Crystal Empire, Flurry Heart is called to Ponyville. She quickly finds herself thrust into adventure as the townsfolk are threatened by a red, horned monster.

Cheesy as Pie - Flurry Heart and the Cake Twins help Cheese Sandwich get ready to propose to Pinkie Pie, but he starts to wonder if he can even do it right.

Calming of the Storm - Flurry Heart meets Rainbow Dash’s son, Storm Streak, but his daring, mischievous ways end up getting him into trouble.

Villains Anonymous - Princess Twilight Sparkle tasks Fluttershy, Discord, Spike and Flurry Heart with reforming an unexpectedly repentant Lord Tirek, who is holding a dark secret about his motives.

Apple Family Memories - Flurry Heart is introduced to Applejack’s twins, Apple Chip and Annie Smith, but they are having a hard time coping with the loss of their late great-grandmother, Granny Smith.

Dream of Alicornication - Cozy Glow returns once again, aided by her parents and the Alicorn Amulet, to get revenge and Flurry Heart must find a way to stop her.

INTERQUEL STORY: They Can't Stay Encased in Stone Forever - Tirek, Cozy Glow, and Chrysalis awaken to find they have been released from stone and narrowly escape Twilight's guards. They quickly begin plotting revenge, but can they come to an agreement on what to do next? (This takes place during the events of "Elements Assemble")

Let My Ponies Go! - While Flurry Heart and her friends are vacationing in Southern Equestria, they meet Somnambula who is studying clues leading to a mysterious temple where she finds an old friend.

Tirek vs Scorpan - Tirek returns to his homeland, the Midnight Kingdom, to get revenge on his brother King Scorpan. Meanwhile, Flurry Heart is called by the Cutie Map to deal with a friendship problem in the Midnight Kingdom.

Fillie Jean - Flurry Heart and Pumpkin Cake get a chance to meet their favorite pop-singer, Night Shade, but they soon realize he’s not as good of a pony as they expected.

Go North, Young Dragon - A familiar dragon arrives in Ponyville to give Spike some news that will change his life forever.

Oh, Mother, Where Art Thou? - The parents of young ponies across Equestria are mysteriously disappearing. A powerful being calling herself the “Sorceress” appears, claiming responsibility and must be stopped with the Elements of Harmony.

The Perfect Storm Streak - Storm Streak is mad that he cannot enjoy some of the rides at his favorite theme park due to his age, so he searches for a mysterious artifact that he believes can turn him into an adult.

My Big Fat Pink Wedding - Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich are preparing for their wedding, but not all is as it seems and Flurry Heart starts to wonder if there is another changeling invasion going on.

[sarcasmtalia]

day 15

told you so.

[powerofthesun]

Decorated a birthday cake for my brother and it looks pretty good considering the circumstances!

[smallpotatoknitwear]

Coming soon to a blog near you!

I wasn’t planning on doing another coming soon post quite yet—there are still 2 projects on my last coming soon blanket post that I haven’t even started yet—buuut I wandered into Michael’s the day I got paid last week… and walked out with seven skeins of yarn. Then, I went back the next day and got another 30 skeins of yarn for blankets. What can I say: I’m a sucker for Caron Cakes and their variations, and these Tea Cakes made me go 😍. I’m so excited to use some of this yarn!!! Most (if not all) of my blankets so far—even non-Caron Cakes blankets—have been bright colors, so I’m really looking forward to getting into this more muted palette!

(For anyone wondering, the other yarn that I bought was also Caron yarn—a skein of Rainbow Jellies from the Chunky Cakes line to finish my Armonika blanket, and eight of the O’Go Donuts in Blue Moon and Lemon Plum, to make sweaters. I think I may have overbought those, but we’ll see.)

1. From the Middle Blanket

The first yarn I got is this beautiful Rainfall colorway, which is full of gorgeous blues and greens. I’ve been wanting to make one of these From the Middle blankets since I started making blankets back in 2020, but could never find the yarn that I wanted to use for it. I think that the Ocean Night yarn will work up really nicely in this pattern, so I’m looking forward to finally getting to use it! I have twelve skeins of this yarn, so I should be able to make a fairly sizeable blanket, which we all know is something I love 😂

2. Ten-Stitch Corner

For crochet blankets, my favorite pattern/style has got to be granny square variations, but for a knit blanket, nothing beats a good ten-stitch. After the overwhelming success of my rainbow ten-stitch blanket (and by success I mean that I love how it turned out and it quickly became one of my favorite blankets) I decided that I’m definitely going to have to make more ten-stitch patterns. I found this ten-stitch corner pattern a while back, and have been looking for the right yarn to use for it, and I think this super pretty Wild Cherry is the perfect candidate! I have 10 skeins of this yarn, which should be plenty to make a good-sized knit blanket—I only used 6.5 for my square ten-stitch, and that one turned out perfectly large!

3. Diagonal Comfort Blanket

This might be the blanket from this list that I’m most excited to start, as I think the pattern is absolutely gorgeous while still being a fairly simple and classic look. I have six skeins of this Ocean Night yarn, so while it may not be the largest blanket I’ve made, it should still be a really nice size. I used about five skeins of yarn for my Pickup Lines afghan, which still wound up being about 5x5, so this should still make a nicely-sized blanket. I think this might be the first one from this list that I start, although I won’t be doing that just yet—first I have to finish the monumental task of assembling my giant granny square quilt, and then I need to finish the blanket I’m currently knitting—an Armonika blanket—to free up my needles so I can cast this one on!

[tsukkisbean]

how they cheer your up | headcanons

genre: fluff

characters: iwaizumi hajime, miya osamu, terushima yūji, kunimi akira x gn!reader

warnings: none!

a/n: hello if you’re seeing this, that means my scheduled post worked, yay!! hopefully this shows up in the tags otherwise i’ll have to reupload it at a later time (sorry in advance if that’s the case hehe). i’m also trying my hand at writing for other characters so hopefully this does their characters justice??

anyways, i hope everyone is doing well and staying healthy and happy! if you requested something from me, sorry i haven’t gotten to it even though i said i would. i’ll try my best to complete them when i get the chance, thank you for being patient with me 💖 all boys after iwaizumi are under the cut!

iwaizumi hajime

best boy iwaizumi would without a doubt use exercise as a way to cheer you up

but don’t get me wrong, he’s not going to force you to run a marathon or anything like that

i imagine him taking you to one of those entertainment/game parks (not really sure what they’re called ahh) where you guys just hang out all day

when you get there, he’ll immediately take you to the batting cage so you can just channel out all your anger into your swings

once your blood is pumping from the adrenaline he’ll take you to the trampoline area where you guys just bounce around and do flips into the foam pit to burn off all your extra energy

you’ll just be chilling, jumping up and down on one of the trampolines, your back turned to iwaizumi when he straight up scoops you up and tosses you in

he’s cackling and dying of laughter and when he finally offers to help you out you grab his hand and pull him in

when he doesn’t resurface you get nervous, where could he be?

from the corner of your eye you see the foam rumbling slightly but you react too slowly and iwaizumi pops out and tackles you in the biggest hug, peppering kisses all over your face and people are staring as you scream your head off trying to pry him off of you

for dinner, you guys indulge in all the greasy food the park has to offer, and by the end you’re stuffed

to help with digestion you suggest a game of mini golf which iwaizumi gladly agrees to

for someone who played volleyball his aim is absolutely horrifying

he argues that the windmill is IMPOSSIBLE to get a good score on and no one can ever get a hole in one

luck must have been on your side because you get a hole in one right after (and so does the small child behind you guys, but you choose not to tell him that)

you end up destroying him (he lowkey hints that he let you win but we know that’s not the case)

when the park closes, instead of taking you straight home, he’ll take you to a nearby park and the two of you just stroll around enjoying the chill of the night and the stars in the sky

miya osamu

he pulls you onto the couch next to him and the two of you look through baking videos on youtube and osamu being osamu cannot decide because he wants to make them all

eventually you guys settle on a cake recipe by cooking tree (a/n: 10/10 would recommend watching them, their videos are super soothing and aesthetic esp if you enjoy cooking asmr!!)

so at 9pm you guys set off to the grocery store to buy the ingredients you guys are missing 

the trip takes much longer than expected because osamu keeps putting in more and more snacks that you guys definitely don’t need

so instead of shopping osamu is trying to grab as many snacks as you can while you trail behind, trying to put them away  because your pantry is already way too full

by the time you get home it’s close to 12 and you’re tired but osamu insists that you guys start now

for the most part all goes well, you guys manage to get the batter to look smooth in the cake pan (definitely some playful flour throwing here and there)

the real problem is assembling the cake. at this point you’re wondering why you guys decided on a 3-layered cake that required cutting

teases you for cutting the first layer slanted and so you pass over the cutting to him but his slicing work is just as bad and you just have to bring up the fact that he owns a restaurant but apparently his knife skills suck

you thought cutting the cake would be a problem?? now you guys have to fill the layers and it’s a complete disaster; there’s whipped cream just everywhere and at this point you guys are half filling the cake half throwing it at each other

cake ends up being iced unevenly but that’s the least of your problems

you guys pour the decorative icing on top and instead of running over the sides only slightly, it drips messily down the cake and onto the counter and now you guys have a blob of a cake

you guys spend the rest of the night cleaning up and pass out on the couch and in the morning you guys enjoy a sweet breakfast together <3

terushima yūji

terushima is a free soul and so he believes expressing yourself through art is one of the best ways to feel better

when he sees that you’re down, he’ll immediately whip out all of his salon products and pull you into the bathroom

he takes you by surprise saying that he wants you to whatever you want to his hair - today his hair is your canvas

at first you’re reluctant, but he insists - as a hair stylist it’s all about experimentation with styles and colours and plus he can easily fix whatever you do considering that it is his job after all

so you guys scroll through pinterest together, trying to find some fun hair ideas that you’d be able to pull off on your own (with some instruction from teru of course)

you finally decide on a style and so together start on getting all the hair dye ready

he explains to you the different types of develops and how important they are in the hair colouring process - there are different volumes and will essentially affect how much your hair colour changes

after all the colours are mixed and ready to go, you gingerly grab a piece of hair, constantly checking your phone to make sure you’re doing it exactly like the photo

meanwhile terushima has the softest smile on his face, watching you through the mirror - he thinks you look absolutely adorable with the way your brows are furrowed and your tongue sticks on slightly as you focus

as you run the colour brush along his hair, he’s constantly encouraging you, telling you what a good job you’re doing and how he’s so excited to the end product

while the dye sits in his hair, you sit in his lap

once it’s time to wash out the hair dye, you bring him to the sink and carefully run your hands through his hair, trying your best to give him the best head massage he’s ever had!!!

after toning and a hair treatment, your masterpiece if finally done!! ofc being the boyfriend he is, he takes a million photos and posts them on social media to show how talented his significant other is - like not only is it your first time dying someone’s hair but you managed to pull off RAINBOW hair!! (a/n: think sehun from exo as a reference hehe) he literally will not shut up about you to his clients tomorrow

kunimi akira

kunimi has a rep for being lazy and just overall a really nonchalant kind of person but he’s sharp, so when you’re feeling down he immediately picks up on it even if he doesn’t confront you about it

however i don’t think he’d be as aggressive as the other three and do something huge rather he tries to make you feel better only in smaller ways and it definitely adds up

like in the morning he’ll make you coffee or tea or whatever you want - orange juice, a bakery bun? he’ll make an excuse saying he wanted something from the convenience store anyways and head down. when he comes back  with three bags of food and drinks he’ll insist that he just grabbed whatever he saw because he was “too lazy to decide” n b d

throughout the day he’ll be a lot more affectionate than usual, hugging you whenever he gets the chance, maybe even a kiss on your forehead

when you tell him you want to go out on your own for a bit  he doesn’t argue - whatever you need to do but when your back is turned he’ll slip you a handwritten note telling you to enjoy your alone time and that he l-word you and it’s even signed off with a teensy teensy heart that you almost don’t notice

when you get back, you’re greeted with the smell of your delicious food mixed with a burning smell and on the kitchen table you see takeout from your favourite restaurants and in the garbage is a black burnt mess - kunimi insists he doesn’t know how it got there even though its quite obvious

you bring the food to the living room and to your surprise there’s a blanket fort set up with pillows spread out all across the floor

when you try to question him, he just shrugs saying that it’s not that hard to throw a blanket over a couple of chairs, even a baby could do it

today he lets you choose the movie even though it’s technically his turn and when you choose a  comedy he doesn’t complain about the obnoxiously loud and hot headed lead character

when the movie is over, he quickly cleans up all the trash, making sure you don’t have time to move from your spot

when he comes back, he flops on top of you, holding you close

then he plays the spotify playlist that he made for you; it’s a whole mix of songs - slow, upbeat, instrumentals - anything he thought might help you feel even the tiniest bit better

and so you guys just lay there not speaking, enjoying each other’s presence until you fall asleep

[jackfrostsander]

So, yesterday afternoon I reached the max number of posts allowed on a single day and hence I was unable to post my 21:21 post for Sander’s birthday 😭😭😭 I did post it on a newly created account ( @sobbe-forever​ ) but nobody really noticed it there so I am reposted it here today... 

Happy 21:21 to our king Sander Driesen who celebrates his 20th birthday today!

💜💙💚💛🧡❤️

Imagine that Robbe employed the help from Zoë to make a birthday cake for Sander... Robbe knows he can barely bake an egg so Zoë help is more than needed... Robbe does as instructed and weighs off ingredients, beats up egg whites and cream, sifts the flour,... Zoë mixes everything together and controls the baking process... Robbe cannot burn himself again... Not today... Together they make the most amazing rainbow cake rainbow 🌈 And write on it: love is love ️ ❤️

All his friends have assembled in Sander’s kot (Elias let them in) while Robbe took Sander out shopping. Robbe struggled but succeeded at keeping Sander busy until the time that the party was going to start...

When Sander walked back into his kot he was surprised by everyone there... The broerrrs, Milan, Zoë, Amber, Yasmina, his parents,... The room was decorated in black and white and behind a curtain sat Robbe and Zoë’s birthday cake. Robbe revealed the cake causing Sander to tear up from emotion... And things were just starting...

Then on the TV Robbe’s surprise movie started to play... On the tones of Rebel Rebel “Hot tramp, I love you so!” Robbe bent down on his knee and took a little box from his pocket... Sorry for stealing your ring last week... Robbe admitted... Before he opened the box revealing his engagement ring and asked Sander: “San, you told me gij en ik... 100% voor altijd... In elk universum... Do you want to make that official by marrying me?”

Sander was by now a complete wreck... He had never imagined anything like this... This truly 100% was the best birthday ever!!!! It took him a while but after only nodding for a bit he finally was able to say “yes! yes! yes!”

[arcticdementor]

I was a pre-teen in the seventies, which means that long before I hit the jaded age of fourteen when older men tried to use it to get me to peel off clothes, I was used to hearing “we’re all naked under clothes.” (Later on I greatly regretted most of these idiots hadn’t read Heinlein so I couldn’t say “nul program.” So instead I had to say things like “We’re also all clean under our dirt, so I see you don’t intend to shower ever again.”)

There were other just as crazy aphorisms that passed for “deep thought.” I’m honestly not sure what caused this, whether it was more people than ever being pushed to higher ed they weren’t really qualified for, but that made them want to sound “intellectual” or that the Soviets were diligently working with their wrenches to take apart the ability to think of the new generation. Or perhaps for whatever reason mass media and TV just encouraged a ridiculous wave of aphorisms that not only didn’t mean much but that aimed to destroy rather than build habits, patterns and ways of life that led to success.

You know, crazy stuff like “What difference does a piece of paper make to whether we’re married?” (Other than meeting potential obligations to potential children, and getting the buy in of both sets of inlaws and recognition of society that protects well…. mostly the woman who puts more biological investment in the relationship, none, really.) And “If it feels good do it!” and– Well, a lot of you are old enough to have heard all this cr*p growing up. And the younger ones, trust me, the current spate of crazy is well anchored in a barrage of crazy — to my certain knowledge — from the sixties and seventies.

I fell for some of them too. The unflappable Miss Almeida was not unflappable when this stuff came at her from someone she respected. So for a long time I bought my brother’s “romance is the opium of womanhood” long before I realized where the origin of that nugget came from, or that my brother — never having been a woman — was in fact assuming that without having romantic notions to encourage her to care about attachment and feelings, young women would be as “free” and sexually available as men wish they’d be. Of course now we know that’s the rankest and most absolute bull excreta, and that in fact women have — surprise! It’s not like we evolved to be the caretakers of children or anything — a different set of sex related hormones that encourage attachment to sexual partners and incidentally children.

But the excreta of “pseudo-profound-social statements is now everywhere, and yesterday I was hit in close proximity by two bits of crazy. And suddenly it hit me “And what is the alternative, precisely?”

…

Look, all of human civilization has been an attempt to suppress inter-personal violence, or at least keep it within bounds that don’t prevent us from assembling in numbers larger than clan or tribe. Almost any reading of the records of older cities will quickly come to the conclusion that people used to be a lot more interpersonally violent. They just were. Even in early modern England, well…. Let’s say men died young because they fought over the most stupid things.

And that was already a state-nation, where people identified with the nation was though it were a race, and had not only forgotten their early tribal affiliations but their micro-kingdoms (the regional association, which given travel in that time probably had a lot of genetic backing) before it was unified into “England.” So the fights were rarely tribal or regional (though there were family feuds.)

…

But we are built on a template of great apes, and the remains we find of hominins and other man-tribes show that their lifestyle was in fact close to that of great apes everywhere. And do you know what you call a baby chimp found by a genetically unrelated band? Snack.

So, sure, let’s assume that education — public or not — is a way for a culturally dominant “elite” to suppress generalized violence.

What is the alternative?

The left is assuming violence is justified and on their side, because of course their idea of social dominance, and the model they implement is to take control and rob everyone. But throughout history they are an exception, in fact. Even the “bad old kings” were trying to do the best they could for their tribe or micro nation. They often screwed up and followed their own desires, because human, but the idea of noblesse oblige is very very old in humanity. And most people at least try (Unless they’re all ‘et up with Marxism and self-righteousness, because bullsh*t means never having to say you’re sorry.)

Instead let’s look at it as meaning what it says “education” (by which we can mean everything we do to tame the toddler-beast and up through specific knowledge of how to get ahead in life) is a way to suppress inter-personal violence.

Well, yes. And we’re all naked under our clothes. And wearing clothes isn’t natural, maaaaan.

But what is the alternative? The civilizational process of mankind, from band to clan, from clan to city, from city to nation, accomplishing things that could only be accomplished by many people cooperating without violence is a process of suppressing unnecessary violence and waste of human life.

…

In the same way, later, while doing my instapundit link rounds, I saw an article about how 2 + 2 is colonial thinking imposed on non-white populations, and are alien and evil, compared to their native ways of knowing.

After I got my eyes from under the sofa, I took a deep breath and asked “What’s the alternative?”

Because, you know, I’ve heard this before, but I never thought about precisely what their nonsense would entail.

Sure, we’re giving up the internal combustion engine, bridges, anything better built than a hut made of rough stones, and probably — let’s be honest — crops. The horrendous thing is that this might be completely acceptable to them, since they don’t realize what supports their ability to live in relative comfort.

Let’s instead explore what this means at the interpersonal level and how much eschewing simple math would make living with other human beings impossible.

…

Humans have partly got this far, and now enjoy untold prosperity which had practically eliminated famine (until of course the covidiocy starved the third world) because “colonial thinking” defeated that of isolated tribes.

Or perhaps more cogently: those who won a clash between two populations generally (there are exceptions, like Greece and Rome and to an extent India and Great Britain, and perhaps to an extent America and Japan) imposed their mode of life on the defeated. Though they might culturally appropriate that which was worthy in the culture of the defeated.

…

Is 2 +2 a colonial way of thinking? Oh, probably. But that was probably way back when the colonization of the homo sap by the Neanderthal (culturally, that is. Well, that seems to have been the direction) occurred, because we have trade going that far back, and trade can’t survive without counting.

In fact, even though the concept of zero is also fairly sophisticated, we’ve come across very few tribes that don’t have a concept of counting, or a concept of numbers over 5, and those are usually highly isolated and tiny tribes. Because arithmetic is a darn useful skill, as is everything we’ve built on it from accounting to architecture.

And what’s the alternative? People walking around “Sensing” the numbers? Be real. That’s not native to anyone but the crazier tribes of Homos New Agicus, a tribe who uses cannabis in such vast quantities they’re sure to become extinct.

The alternative is never “death or cake.”

When idiots run around with blunt aphorisms, demanding you dismantle civilization, ask them what their alternative is. And stop them when they start talking of rainbows and unicorn farts, and ask them the exchange rate of the unicorn fart to the rainbow. Because if it’s a civilization, we have to know.

You want to eschew controls over violence? Basic arithmetic? Clothes?

Well, sure. I believe you’re ultimately free to do what you want, as long as you pay the price.

You’re free to take all your clothes off, and take off to the forest with your buddies, where you can live as though 2 plus 2 equals 20, or potato, or chicken.

We don’t care. Heck, you probably won’t live long, but if you do, you’ll be a fascinating ethnology-experiment.

What you won’t be and can’t be is able to shame us out of living our lives as civilized human beings, who have enough to eat and can trade a known quantity for a known quantity. Because you know, there really is no alternative. Not an alternative that allows humanity to survive.

And if you hate humanity enough you don’t want us to survive, I have an easy solution: You go first. After which the existence or non-existence of humanity stops being your problem.

[sobbe-forever]

Happy 21:21 to our king Sander Driesen who celebrates his 20th birthday today! 

💜💙💚💛🧡❤️

Imagine that Robbe employed the help from Zoë to make a birthday cake for Sander... Robbe knows he can barely bake an egg so Zoë help is more than needed... Robbe does as instructed and weighs off ingredients, beats up egg whites and cream, sifts the flour,... Zoë mixes everything together and controls the baking process... Robbe cannot burn himself again... Not today... Together they make the most amazing rainbow cake rainbow 🌈 And write on it: love is love ️ ❤️

All his friends have assembled in Sander’s kot (Elias let them in) while Robbe took Sander out shopping. Robbe struggled but succeeded at keeping Sander busy until the time that the party was going to start...

When Sander walked back into his kot he was surprised by everyone there... The broerrrs, Milan, Zoë, Amber, Yasmina, his parents,... The room was decorated in black and white and behind a curtain sat Robbe and Zoë’s birthday cake. Robbe revealed the cake causing Sander to tear up from emotion... And things were just starting...

Then on the TV Robbe’s surprise movie started to play... On the tones of Rebel Rebel “Hot tramp, I love you so!” Robbe bent down on his knee and took a little box from his pocket... Sorry for stealing your ring last week... Robbe admitted... Before he opened the box revealing his engagement ring and asked Sander: “San, you told me gij en ik... 100% voor altijd... In elk universum... Do you want to make that official by marrying me?”

Sander was by now a complete wreck... He had never imagined anything like this... This truly 100% was the best birthday ever!!!! It took him a while but after only nodding for a bit he finally was able to say “yes! yes! yes!”

[avengerscompound]

Rainbow Cake

Rainbow Cake: A Captain America Fanfic

Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Steve Rogers x F!Reader, Tony Stark x Pepper Potts

Word Count:  1683

Rating:  T

Square filled: @star-spangled-bingo - Baby Sitting Duties

Warnings:  Just a bunch of fluff

Synopsis:  Tony and Pepper take their first outing together alone since Morgan was born, leaving you and Steve to babysit.

A/N:  A happy world where CW and IW and Endgame never happened and everyone is friends.

Rainbow Cake

“Alright so, she's supposed to be in bed by 7.30 but if she doesn't want to go then, I just read to her and play games until she does.  Sometimes I let her watch a movie.  She’s not supposed to have juice pops after 7, but you probably can just give her one if she asks.  She’s not allowed in the lab but if there’s something she really wants from there you can go in there to get it with her.  She should have a bath but don’t worry if she really refuses.”

Tony rambled over his list of instructions for taking care of Morgan while he showed you and Steve around the house.  He and Pepper had an event they needed to go to and it was the first time they’d left Morgan home without at least one of her parents there to look after her.  It was pretty clear that Tony was freaking out about it.

“So what you’re saying is that Morgan gets to do whatever she wants.  Gotcha.”  You said giving Tony the finger guns.

“Sounds about right,”  Pepper said with a smirk.

“We’re going to be fine.  Aren’t we, Morgan?”  Steve asked.

Morgan looked up at him and narrowed her eyes.  “We’ll see.”

You and Tony both burst out laughing and Tony ruffled her hair.  “Give him hell, kiddo.”

“Don’t tell her that,”  Pepper scolded.  She crouched down in front of Morgan and put her hand on her arm.  “You be a good girl okay?  Don’t cause too much trouble.”

“Okay, mommy,”  Morgan said with a huff.

“Thank you, honey.”  She said and hugged her.  “I love you, bub.  Have sweet dreams tonight.”

“Love you too, mommy.  You have sweet dreams.”  Morgan echoed, cuddling her mom.

When Pepper stood up, Tony scooped Morgan up into his arms.  “Alright, kid.  You’re in charge.  Make sure these two don’t cause any trouble.  Keep a particularly close eye on Cap.  He’s not afraid to commit major felonies if he has to.”

“Go big or go home, right, Tony?”  Steve joked.

“You see?”  Tony said.

Morgan giggled and wrapped her arms around Tony’s neck.  “I’ll watch ‘em, daddy.  Don’t wowwy.”

“Thanks, bubble gum.  I love you.  Have fun without me.  But not too much fun.”  Tony said.

Morgan kissed him on the cheek.  “Love you 3000.”

“Why thank you.”  He said kissing her cheek and putting her down.

“We shouldn’t be too late.  Can’t see this one lasting too long without freaking out about things going wrong at home.”  Pepper said indicating to Tony.

“Go.  Have fun.  We’ll be fine.”  Steve said.

You, Steve and Morgan, followed Pepper and Tony out to their car and waved them goodbye.  As their car pulled out of the drive you looked down at the little girl.  “Alright, kiddo.  What shall we do?”

“Hmm…”  Morgan said, a very serious expression falling over her face as she weighed up the options.  “You wanna make popcorn and watch She-Ra?”

“Sounds like a good plan.”  You agreed, taking her hand.

You let Morgan lead you inside as and Steve trailed in after you.  “Alright, you know where the popcorn is?”

Morgan raised her hands up like she wanted to be picked up.  Steve scooped her into his arms and she pointed at one of the cupboards.  “Umm… maybe we need to make a cake too.”  She said as Steve got out the popcorn kernels.

“Oh, do we now?  What kind of cake should we make?”  Steve asked.

“Umm…”  She said looking in the cupboard.  “Rainbow.”

Steve looked at you like a deer in headlights.  You started laughing.  “Why are you looking at me?  Does it look like I’ve ever made a rainbow cake before?”

“Does it have to be rainbow, Morgan?”  Steve asked.

“Yeah. I think so.”  Morgan said.

You started laughing and brought up one of the holo-screens in the kitchen, quickly searching up a recipe for a rainbow cake.  “God, this is going to need a lot of pans.”  You said.

Steve came over with Morgan looking over your shoulder.  “Alright, kid.  You got it.”

He put Morgan on the counter and you and Steve got out everything you’d need for making a rainbow cake.  The next half hour was spent greasing trays, mixing multiple bowls cake batter.  Making sure you had even amounts of each layer and putting them in the over.  By the time you were putting the last of the cake pans into the oven, the kitchen was littered with bowls, the three of you and all the benches were covered in both flour and cake batter and Morgan was sitting on the floor licking pink cake batter from one of the bowls.

“Alright.  I think we might need to clean you up there, kid.”  Steve said.

“I dunno…”  She said as she licked the wooden spoon.

“I think Steve might be right.  You’re a little more cake batter than you are person right now.”  You said.

Morgan started giggling.  “Okay.  I guess I can have a bath.”  She said with a definite tone of someone doing a favor she didn’t really want to do.

“Well, thank you, your majesty,”  You said.  “What do you think?  I’ll give her a bath, you clean this up?”

Steve nodded.  “Sounds good.”

You picked up Morgan and carried her down to the bathroom.  “You want bubbles?”

“Yep.  Lots.”  She said.

You put her on the ground and started up the bath putting lots of bubble mixture in.  She stripped off, throwing her clothes around and got some bath toys.  When the bath was full you put her in the water.  She started playing immediately as if you weren’t even there.

“We might need to wash your hair, Morgan.”  You said grabbing the little bucket by the bath with the lip to stop the water from getting in her eyes.

“Mmmm… no, it’ll be okay.”  She said, matter-of-factly.

You chuckled and showed her the cake batter in her hair. “You’ll attract ants.”

“Dat's okay.  Uncle Scott can come an’ tell them not to.”  She said.  You laughed and did your best to just clean the cake batter out of her hair without actually washing it.

“You gonna marry, Uncle Steve?”  She asked.

“Hmm… I don’t know.  Maybe?”  You said.

“My mommy and daddy aren’t married.”  She said, simply.

“I know.  They were going to.  Then you came along and they decided they didn’t really need to.”  You said.

“Maybe you can have a baby and you won’t need to.”  She suggested.

“I’m not quite sure that’s exactly how it works, Morgan.”  You said stifling a laugh.  “But I’ll tell Steve and see what he says.”

“Okay,”  Morgan said with a nod like you’d just taken her very important advice about something.

She gave you a rubber duck and the two of you played with them until the water started to get cool and she decided to get out.  You took her to her room and dressed her in warm pajamas and the two of you went back out to the kitchen.

“There you are.  Just in time.  The cakes are ready for their frosting.”  Steve said greeting you both.

The kitchen was clean except for the six different cakes that were all on cooling racks.  Steve had out all the ingredients for buttercream frosting and a selection of food dye and sprinkles.

Morgan approached him with her hands up again and he lifted her and put her on the counter.  “Alright, you’re gonna help me right?”  Steve asked.

“Of course,”  Morgan said.

You leaned against the wall and watched as Steve patiently worked with Morgan to make a bright green buttercream that the Hulk would be proud of.  They then started assembling the cake.  You did your best to keep both Morgan and the kitchen clean but by the time you were done her hands and face were covered in frosting as well as smudges on her pajamas.  There were sprinkles all over the counter and some on the floor.

“What do you think, Morgan?”  You said.  “Should we cut it?”

“Yeah, we have some and watch She-Ra.”  She agreed.

Steve sliced the cake and pulled out a wedge revealing the rainbow layers inside.  “Ohhhh… look at that.”  Morgan said.

“We did good, huh?”  Steve said.

“Yeah.  Good job.”

You took three slices to the couch and put on She-Ra for her.  “What’s this about?”  Steve asked as it started up.

“She’s a Princess.  She has a sword and fights.  And her horse is a unicorn that has wings.”  Morgan said.

“You know they had a different version of this when I was a kid?”  You said.  You looked at Steve and mouth ‘she had huge boobs’ and Steve started laughing.

The three of you sat quietly eating cake and watching tv.

It was most likely Morgan that fell asleep first though when Tony and Pepper found the three of you asleep in a little slumped pile when they got home, still covered in flour, frosting and sprinkles, Tony liked to think that Morgan had outlasted both of you.

He scooped his daughter up into his arms and she mumbled and nuzzled into him.  “Shhh, Morgoona.  Daddy’s got you.”  He soothed.  “Should we wake those two up?”  He added, gesturing to you and Steve on the couch.

“No.  Let them sleep.  Looks like she wore them out.”  Pepper said grabbing a throw and draping it over you both.

Tony smirked and began carrying Morgan down to her room.  “That's my girl.”  He said.

[dingletragedy]

Teacher x teacher au

this is my shit!!!!

Aaron is a P.E teacher who loves physical activity and absolutely hates sitting at a desk. Robert is a history teacher, no, a history nerd, who adores reading and writing and never moving from his desk.

Aaron starts only a few weeks before Robert, Adam shows him the ropes, guides Aaron through his first few weeks of teaching. And then the job is passed down to Aaron - who rather enjoys having the duty of helping the newbie out.

Aaron likes Robert, a lot. They get on really well, the constant stream of banter and laughter flowing from the pair is enough to make Aaron’s stomach flip with something. He convinces himself it’s just because they’re both newbies, and newbies stick together, but it’s more than that, he knows it is.

They have a coffee together every single morning before registration, they usually meet in Robert’s classroom - the p.e office is always packed to the brim with way-too-excited adults first thing in the morning and they like the privacy Robert’s classroom offers.

Aaron soon learns that staffroom gossip is very much a real thing when he overhears Tracey and Leyla nattering away about Robert and the cookery teacher. Apparently, they’d been spotted heading into some fancy restaurant together over the weekend, Robert’s hand resting on the small of her back. And Aaron feels like a complete idiot doesn’t he? Because of course Roberts not interested in him. Or blokes at all.

Aaron avoids Robert for the next few days - there’s no coffee waiting on Robert’s desk in the mornings and no Aaron sat in his chair, feet up on the desk, complaining about all sorts at the end of the days. Robert wouldn’t admit it but he misses the little things more than anything.  

Robert leaves it until Friday, wills Aaron to come to him first but he doesn’t and Roberts out of patience. So he goes to Aaron, he stops by Vic’s classroom to grab some cake and then knocks gently on his door. Robert notices he’s got a face on him still, but he’s polite enough to Robert - makes him wonder if Aaron’s just having a bad week and Robert was reading too far into things. That’s until Aarons mentioning Robert’s girlfriend, telling him what he overheard in the staffroom and Roberts laughing his head off. He’s eager to clear up the confusion, that the cookery teacher is, in fact, his sister, but there might be a certain teacher he has the hots for. He leaves Aaron with a knowing smirk and a kiss to his cheek.

Things resume as normal, Aaron’s back in Robert’s classroom come Monday morning, two hot steaming mugs of tea and a bacon cob in hand. By the end of the week, they’re going out for drinks with the rest of the non-boring teachers. Adam slopes off around 9, leaving them with a group of humanities teachers, so they make their excuses and head across the road for a pint on their own. The longer they spend together the more Robert realises just how much he likes Aaron - enough to take the leap and invite him back to his place.

They start officially dating 5 weeks after Robert’s first day, Aarons spent the night around his again - they’d already broken the rule of no sleepovers on a school night. Aaron’s rushing around the place, he’s packing up the overnight bag he’d brought with him and stressing about being late - Robert suggests he should just forget about the bag, leave all this stuff here and stay again tonight - tells him he’ll even clear a drawer or two out for him. When Aaron whispers the word boyfriend against Robert’s lips he just about melts under it.

Later in the day he Aaron overhears Tracey gossiping about Robert again, apparently, it was some tall, leggy blonde this time. He takes much pleasure in asking them to stop spreading lies about his boyfriend. It soon shuts them up. And Aaron realises just how much he likes that word - boyfriend.

The next evening, while he’s on his knees with Robert’s cock in his mouth, when he has another revelation - that he’s in love with Robert. He crawls his way back up Robert’s body with his mouth and tells him as much, is more than relieved when Robert repeats the three words back to Aaron.

extras because i love this au so much !!!!

It’s the anniversary of Gordon’s death, (Aaron had opened up to Robert about his past a few months ago, let Robert into the darkest corners of his mind) Robert tries to convince Aaron to take the day off but he’s having none of it. It’s during second period that Adam bursts into Robert’s year 10 class, demanding he goes down to the p.e block immediately while Adam covers his class. He knows what he’s looking for, finds Aaron hidden away in the boys changing rooms on the verge of a panic attack, he sits with him for as long as it takes, soothing words and gentle touches bring Aaron around after what feels like a lifetime. He tells the head that he’ll be taking Aaron home and both their classes need covering for the rest of the day, doesn’t stick around to hear what she has to say.

Sometimes Robert stands amongst the parents supporting the school football teams, he’s there under the false pretence that he loves watching his kids partake extra curriculum sports activities, but really he just wants to stare at Aaron’s arse in those tight shorts he wears.

One of the kids spots them together at the Christmas market in early December and the news spreads like a wildfire. They’d spoken about the possibility of the kids finding out, but the reality was much different. Aaron just fobbed them off with the threat of detention if they said another word of his love life, whereas Robert, he sat and answered the non-intrusive questions, proudly talking about his and Aaron’s life together

It’s during pride month the next school year that Aaron and Robert host a special assembly in front of the whole school. They spend weeks working on it at home, wanting to do it justice. They practice it in front of Liv - Aaron’s never been one to stand up and talk in front of people, but he knows with Robert by his side he can do just about anything. They present the LGBT+ history assembly, host a pride-themed non-uniform day, Vic bakes a rainbow cupcakes and cookies, and all the earnings go towards building a safe space for the kids how are struggling with their sexualities.

They are once caught making out in the English supplies cupboard by a very embarrassed Mr. Pollard.

It’s Robert’s Mum, Sarah’s, birthday and Aaron knows just how hard the day is for Robert. So he does something ridiculously romantic, he orders Robert some of what he knows were Sarah’s favourite flowers - has them delivered to Robert’s classroom on his lunch break. And Robert cries doesn’t he? Makes his way to the sports hall, pulls Aaron away from the kids who are distracted with a game of violent dodgeball and kisses him softly. They only pull apart when Adam rudely interrupts them, asking who exactly is keeping an eye on the year 7′s. 

It all becomes very confusing for everyone when they become Mr & Mr Sugden-Dingle.

[quickeningheart]

One

     When the trio rumbled up to the Last Chance Garage, they were greeted with the sight of Charley setting a box on the curb, just beside a pile of other boxes. "Hey, Sweetheart! Didja miss me?" Vinnie called with a cheeky grin.

     Charley snorted. "Oh, sure. It's been a whole twelve hours since I saw you. I've been pining away for your obnoxious self ever since," she retorted, brushing off her hands.

     "Ouch, babe. That cuts deep." Vinnie dramatically pressed a hand to his heart, shaking his head sadly. Charley's lips twitched as she rolled her eyes and turned to stalk back into the garage.

     "Doin' a little housekeeping, Charley-girl?" Throttle dubiously eyed the teetering stack of boxes over his field specs.

     "As a matter of fact, I'm cleaning out all the junk stored in the spare room. You guys are just in time to help," she replied sweetly.

     Vinnie didn't even try to hide his dismayed groan, and was rewarded with a smack across the back of his head, courtesy of Modo's metal hand. He yelped and glared, rubbing his skull as he followed the big gray mouse into the garage and up to Charley's apartment.

     "We'll be glad to help, Charley Ma'am," Modo rumbled. "But why the sudden clear-out?"

     "I'm expecting company." Charley riffled through a shoebox, wrote something on the lid with a black Sharpie, and stacked it in a corner with a few other boxes. "She'll need a place to crash, and this is the only spare room I've got."

     The mice glanced at each other. "This the part where you tell us to get lost for awhile until the coast is clear?" Throttle asked.

     Charley glanced at him, surprised. "Of course not! This place is practically your home, too. I wouldn't kick you out just like that," she scolded. "Besides, she'll be staying for awhile."

     "So … you'll be telling your friend about us?" The trio glanced at each other. They weren't entirely keen on the idea of yet another human knowing of their existence. Too many knew of them already in that particular area of Chicago, no thanks to Limburger. The people they'd saved kept their mouths shut about hairy alien riders protecting the slum streets of the city, and they'd managed to remain fairly inconspicuous so far, but their luck wouldn't hold out forever.

     "Relax, fellas." Charley rested her crossed arms on the pile of larger boxes stacked on the floor, regarding them with a whimsical smile. "No need to get your tails in a knot. Alley's my cousin. She's moving out here from Florida to attend college. I offered her a place to stay to help save on living costs. Why pay even more money for boarding when I've got a perfectly good room going to waste?"

     The trio relaxed. Any family member of Charley's automatically made her an extended member of their own. "You think she'll like us?" Vinnie asked, always anxious to make a good impression. Or any impression, really, good or otherwise.

     Charley pursed her lips in thought. "Well, I'll definitely have to warn her about you three before you actually meet each other," she replied slowly. "Honestly, I have no idea how she'll react. I haven't actually seen her face-to-face for almost ten years."

     "Why so long?" Modo looked troubled; probably thinking of his own family, whom he hadn't seen in a long while, either. "Don't seem right, not seein' your family for so long."

     Especially since you're all on the same planet was left unspoken, but Charley understood, and she offered him a sympathetic smile. "Can't be helped. I moved out here to Chi-town, and not too long after that, her parents relocated to Florida so her dad could start his own garage. Our dads are brothers, and they shared the family business, but…" She trailed off, looking uncomfortable.

     "Something happened?" Throttle asked gently. Charley didn't often talk about her family, and they never pressed the issue, although they were curious about what her life had been like before Chicago. They knew bits and pieces, minor things she'd shared over the years, but they understood all too well that some things just couldn't be spoken of. They all had skeletons in their closets, as the human saying went.

     Charley ran a hand through her mussed hair. "They had … differences of opinion on how the place should be run," she replied slowly.

     "Ah. A family falling-out?"

     She sighed. "Something like that. My dad and uncle … they're both pretty strong-willed. And they both had their own ideas on how to make the garage successful. It … got pretty nasty toward the end, before they decided it was best to just sort of go their own ways. Alley's mom got sick, not too long after that. A pretty strong infection in the lungs, I think. The doctors recommended she be moved to warmer climates, so in order to save the family, and Aunt Viv, they decided it was best to move south. Uncle Chuck found a garage that was in danger of going under, bought it out, and completely turned it around. It's a pretty successful bodywork and detailing shop now. I think some of the cars he repainted even appeared in magazines. He specializes in the antiques and classics."

     "What about your aunt?" Vinnie asked. "She get any better?"

     Charley smiled. "Yeah, the infection cleared up within a few months. Last I heard, she's co-manager of a popular cafe. Let me tell you, the woman can bake. Her cakes and pastries are to die for." She sighed wistfully. "I haven't had one of her homemade whoopie pies in … forever."

     "And the brothers?" Modo asked quietly. "They still on the outs?"

     "No." She flashed him a small grin. "Since they don't actually have to work together or see each other every day, they get along pretty well. They take turns visiting over holidays, but they're all so busy, it doesn't happen a lot. Oh, my mom said they were kinda stubborn, giving each other the silent treatment and all that. Neither one of 'em wanted to apologize first, but Mom and Viv can be pretty persuasive when their men are bein' stupid." She chuckled. "The family is fine now. Don't worry, fellas."

     "So how come you don't go see 'em?" Vinnie asked. "You haven't left this city since we've known you!"

     "Oh, I haven't left it way before that," she snorted. "In case you lunkheads haven't noticed, I've pretty much got my hands full, runnin' the Last Chance. Throw in everything that's been happening with Limburger, and, well…" She shrugged. "It ain't like I never talk to them or anything! There's email, and we call each other on occasion. Alley writes me actual letters, too. Says traditional letter writing is becoming a lost art form. Sometimes I even write back, though I'm not quite as eloquent about it." She chuckled. "Anyway, when she told me she'd decided to attend college in Chicago, and asked if she could stop to visit, I offered her the guest room to live in, and here we are."

     "So when's she arrivin'?" Modo asked.

     "She's on her way as we speak, actually. But she's driving cross-country, so it'll take her a few days to get to Illinois. She thinks she'll be here by Saturday. So do me a favor and hide out at the scoreboard over the weekend, 'til I get her settled in and have a chance to talk to her."

     "Will do, Charley-girl."

     "Thanks, guys." Charley hefted a box and plopped it into Vinnie's arms. "In the meantime, there's plenty of stuff to shift around. How about you three work on clearing out this room? I've already marked where everything needs to go, either the hall closet or the curb for trash pickup."

     "And what will you be doing while we're up here doing the manual labor?" Vinnie grumbled as Charley descended staircase into the garage.

     "What else? Earning a living by fixing busted engines! This place doesn't run itself, ya know!"

     ~*~*~*~*~

     Saturday rolled around, and Charley spent most of it working on a sleek black Mustang that had met the wrong end of a truck, due to the careless driving of the Mustang's owner, who had miraculously walked away mostly unscathed. The car hadn't been so lucky.

     She'd already managed to put the mangled insides of the Mustang back together, which had felt more like assembling a jigsaw puzzle than a car. It had taken her nearly two weeks to finish, but finally she was done. When she turned the ignition key, she couldn't hold back the triumphant whoop when the engine turned over and started purring like a contented cat. She might complain about her job, but nothing beat the heady rush of pride and satisfaction she always felt over a job spectacularly done.

     Well, for the most part. The engine was finished, but now she needed to put the mangled body back together and then have it towed to a detail shop across town for a new paint job. She'd have to enlist the guys' help for the heavy lifting, but at least all the parts she'd ordered had come in. Their boxes were currently piled carefully against the wall, waiting to be unpacked. She'd start on that tomorrow.

     The purr of an approaching engine caught her attention. Well, it wasn't a purr so much as a sick-sounding rumble. Somebody seemed to be having car trouble. She glanced at the clock on the wall over the service desk. It was nine forty-five, long past closing-time. And long past due for her cousin to show up. She frowned and rose from her seat, stretching the kinks out of her back as she walked to the door. Then she stood and stared with her mouth slightly agape as a huge green, pink, and yellow flowered … monstrosity of a classic Volkswagen Bus pulled up, coughing and grinding to a halt. There was a sputter, as of the beast giving up its last, wheezing breath; a hiss of smoke and steam rose from its backside, and then the front door opened and a young woman climbed awkwardly out of the driver's seat, hopping to the ground with a triumphant "Made it!"

     Charley blinked in astonishment at the blond-haired woman, who was nearly as colorful as her ride with her mid-length hair liberally streaked in rainbow hues, and a flowing white peasant top and stonewashed jeans embroidered with flowers and butterflies. "A-Alley Cat?" she stammered.

     The girl grinned. "Well, look at you! Aren't you the regular grease monkey," she teased, eyeballing Charley's filthy coveralls.

     Charley relaxed and grinned back. "I almost didn't recognize you for a moment. Boy, you sure grew up, huh?" Alley stood almost as tall as she did, and in no way resembled the little grass-stained tomboy who had followed her everywhere and constantly tackled her into wrestling matches when they were growing up.

     "You sure you didn't just shrink?" Alley shot back, and Charley snorted a laugh and rolled her eyes. "I see your smart mouth didn't change, though."

     "Never! It's my most attractive feature."

     "C'mere, you." Before Alley could protest, Charley pulled her into a brief hug, careful not to get grease on the younger woman's clothes. "It's so good to see you! How're things in Florida? How're Chuck and Viv doing?"

     "Florida is … Florida. Hot. Sticky. Lots of old people driving around who really shouldn't be allowed to. My parents are great, though. Dad's shop is as popular as ever. You know, he refinished a Rolls Royce for some celebrity or something, and got invited to this swanky party as a thank you. He took Mom with him. They were rubbing elbows with all these movies stars and such. Mom loved it. She can't stop bragging about how she got to meet Johnny Depp," Alley laughed. "Dad's pretty pleased with himself. Mom hasn't nagged him for anything for the past two weeks!" She poked Charley in the arm. "Anyway, what about you? Ya never call, ya never write. Glad I didn't show up to find your decomposing body being eaten by wild dogs or something."

     "Yeah, yeah. I told you, it's been sorta crazy around here for the last few years." Charley chuckled nervously, scratching her arm and wondering when would actually be a good time to tell her cousin about the consistent alien invasion happening right under the government's nose, not to mention her alien house guests. She decided to change the topic for the moment, turning to the smoking bus. "So. From what hellhole did you manage to dig this thing up? You didn't pay actual money for it, did you?"

     "Shhhh! She'll hear you!" Alley lovingly stroked a stylized flower on the bus's door. "Priscilla is very sensitive, you know."

     "Priscilla?" Charley couldn't keep the bark of laughter down.

     "What? It's not like you've never named any of your cars."

     "Well, yeah … but Priscilla?"

     "It's a classic name for a classic lady," Alley sniffed.

     "Just how classic are we talkin' here?" Charley eyed the bus. "Early seventies model?"

     "Late sixties, actually. Sixty-seven, I think? I found it and Dad repainted it for me as my sixteenth birthday present."

     "Uh-huh. And how old are you now?"

     "Just turned twenty!" Alley announced proudly.

     Charley circled the bus, shaking her head. "What happened? When did the trouble start?"

     "It was doing great the first three days, but today I was driving only a few hours and it started acting up. Had to stop a few times to let it cool down. I didn't think I was actually gonna make it today, but we managed to push through. Priscilla is very good like that."

     "You probably should've taken it to an auto shop instead of going on. You might've just killed Priscilla," Charley scolded. "That smoke there? Generally not a good thing to see coming from any engine, especially an antique like this."

     "Uh, hello. I did take it to an auto shop." Alley raised an eyebrow pointedly, and Charley rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean!"

     "Look, classes start soon. I just wanted to get here and get settled so I can prepare for them. Besides, I know you won't try and rip me off and tell me there's more work that needs done on the bus than actually does."

     "I'm not so sure they'd actually be ripping you off," Charley sighed. "Well, I'll take a look at it, but it'll have to wait awhile. I've got my hands full at the moment. In the meantime, grab a couple of suitcases and I'll help carry 'em up. I've got a room ready for you. It's pretty basic, but you can fill it out with what you need. We can unpack the rest of the van tomorrow."

     "Will it be safe, sitting here overnight? This doesn't exactly look like the classier side of town."

     "It isn't, but Priscilla will be safe enough. She's not going anywhere in her condition. Unless you want to help me push her into the garage…?"

     "Right. Tomorrow it is. Can you grab Mercedes from the front seat for me?"

     "And who's Mercedes?" Charley teased as she opened the passenger door. "Your comput-Jiminy Christmas, Ally! What the hell is that?"

     Alley blinked at her cousin, who had jumped back from the bus as if she'd been yanked. "That's Mercedes. I did tell you I'm bringing a pet with me, didn't I?"

     Charley pressed a hand to her heart, releasing a deep breath. "I do seem to recall something about that," she muttered. "But I thought you were talkin' about a goldfish or hamster or something. I wasn't expecting a rat!"

     "Sorry, I didn't realize she'd bother you." Alley opened the door of the carry cage and scooped the cream-and-brown rodent into her hand. "I used to have pet mice and gerbils when I was a kid, and you never minded those. A rat isn't that much different."

     "There are some people who would disagree with that assessment," Charley replied around a dry chuckle. "Just … keep her in your room, okay?"

     "Sure, I wasn't planning on letting her run loose in the building or anything. Want to hold her? She doesn't bite," Alley offered, and added a teasing, "You're not squeamish, are you?" when her cousin hesitated.

     "Don't be silly," Charley snorted as she accepted the squirming bundle of fur, who proceeded to scramble up her arm and crawl across her shoulders. She squeaked and hunched when she felt cold little paws and twitching whiskers tickle the back of her neck, before Alley reached out to pluck Mercedes from her opposite shoulder. "It's just I know some guys who … really don't like rats. Guess I grew a bit biased without even realizing it."

     "Awww, who could not like this adorable little face?" Alley cooed as she leaned in and nuzzled her nose against Mercedes's muzzle. She got a lick in response, and Charley chuckled. "Okay, I admit she's cute. Now come on in and let me show you the place. Hope you don't mind crashing on the couch for a day or two. Still haven't gotten a bed into the spare room yet."

     "Hey, after three nights of cheap roadside motel rooms, I'd be willing to sleep on the floor at this point. It's probably cleaner than any of those beds were."

Next

[quirkybnha]

Bnha as things that happened in school (and university)

Inspired by @skittlesandluce. Please go read their version- it’s awesome! 

These things below actually happened lol and I tried my best to rack this very forgetful brain of mine for things that matched the characters.

Deku: Was constantly left behind by the teachers when going to/from excursions. In university, tried to drink lots of coffee like his friends, but didn’t sleep for 3 days and spent majority of his time frantically scrolling through Tumblr.

Bakugou: Marched around the junior classrooms while clashing cymbals as revenge on the junior students who were being loud during his final exams. Also called people nerds/geeks despite being the dux/top ranking student.

Todoroki: Filmed himself in slow motion walking into restricted/out-of-bounds areas and through the “teachers only”/“do not enter” doors with the song “You Don’t Own Me” playing in the background. 

Kirishima: Gathered hundreds of boys and crowded them all into the boys bathroom to sing the HALO theme song. Filmed it and the video went viral. Entertained people around campus by attempting (failing) to skateboard, doing tricks and yelling “parkour!”

Kaminari: Tried to open a 2L Coca Cola bottle but he dropped it and it launched up like a rocket across the entire courtyard. He also likes to play George Michael’s “Careless Whisper” (the Saxophone part) on loop and out loud during long study sessions.

Sero: Casually rode on a unicycle between classes. Also secretly filmed live videos on his phone for those who were too lazy to turn up to school assemblies and ceremonies.

Momo: Was school captain (and a very diligent one at that) but the only thing she was well-known for was a viral video of when she passed out snoring on the classroom floor, mumbling in her sleep.

Uraraka: Started a black market in her locker by selling chocolate. Later included lollies, collector cards, tamagotchis, etc. Did the same at university.

Iida: Always walked around campus with a large can of insect repellant due to hatred for bugs, but unintentionally started a meme where people randomly brought insect repellant just for the lols (“just sprayin’ the haters away”)

Mina: Teacher told her to button up her shirt but she screamed “Free the nipples!” and ran away. Also got really drunk at the Graduation After-party and jumped into the pool to synchronise swim by herself while in her formal dress.

Jirou: Accidentally dropped her laptop and headphones from the balcony of a 3-storey school building and in front of hundreds of students standing below. Tragic.

Aoyama: Wore the most extravagant, glittery, rainbow fish costume to the swimming carnival. Jumped into the pool. Almost drowned. 

Tsuyu: Wore the junior uniform while being a senior and got away with it. Also liked to hide in lockers and jump-scare people.

Tokoyami: The goth kid who sang Vanessa Carlton’s “A Thousand Miles” at the Talent Show while playing the glockenspiel. Was voted 2nd place.

Shouji: Known for being quiet and harmless, but was handed a balloon and in a single day he became notorious for walking around the corridors constantly making that nasty screeching sound when you slowly release air from a balloon.

Ojiro: During school camp, tried to dob on the kids who were still awake past curfew but the teacher was so tired she yelled at him for being awake past curfew. 

Hagakure: Instead of using her breaks/free periods to study she snuck into other classes, sitting at the teacher’s desk until the teacher turned away from the whiteboard and realises. The teachers eventually gave up on telling her to leave.

Koda: Was known for finding large lizards outside during lunchtime and bringing them to next class. 

Sato: During lunchtime, brought a birthday cake for a friend but someone’s basketball bounced directly onto it, squashing the cake like a giant cherry on-top.

Mineta: "Accidentally” spills water from his water bottle onto the female student’s chests. 

[canaryatlaw]

Okay so I’m currently in a car on a potentially periled freeway somewhere in Wisconsin driving home from the P!ATD concert with Jess in the snow, so that’s fun. Today’s been pretty good though. I was glad I was actually able to get my ass out of bed when my alarm went off at 8 this morning because I was tempted to sleep in but I knew that was stupid when I get to sleep in all damn week because I’m not doing anything with my life right now. But I got up and got ready, took the 8:41 bus off to church. The temperature when I woke up and looked at my phone was precisely 1 degree, so I went ahead and retrieved my single digit weather monster coat that I save for these circumstances when it’s really really bad because it’s fucking huge and a pain to deal with (but actually rather successful at staying warm, so that’s good). Made good time despite the weather and got to church like ten minutes before the service started (which is like optimal). The service was very good, as always, but our female pastor was preaching and I always love her messages, lol. She was preaching about being redirected in life and used the time when Moses was stuck in the wilderness for 40 years with the Israelites and particularly the use of his staff (because God would be like “hit this rock with your staff and water will come out” when the people needed water) as a way of leading and just like trusting God and listening when things do not go according to our plans for them. So that was good and the music was really good too. After the service I went to the kids volunteer lounge (where I was late for our little powwow since I didn’t sneak out of the service early because I was sitting more in the front than usual) where we chatted quickly to hear what the game plan was and go from there. Once we had that figured out I went to the babies room and we started getting babies. We only had a few when the service started but then it picked up and we ended up with like 15 lol but we had five people helping so our ratio was still okay. Overall things were actually really calm, only really had like one kid crying at any given point so that was pretty good, I bounced around between a few kids, had a very cute little boy that I was handed when his parents dropped him off who seemed snuggle-inclined at first so I thought he might be clingy but he steadily worked his way off of me and into playing. He was like 8 months old so he was doing a lot of crawling and like turning himself over and such. One little girl had a diaper blow out that looked real bad but thankfully I didn’t have to deal with that. Then I had a little girl for a while that wanted me to sit on the chair in the corner with her on my lap so we did that for a while. But yeah, overall it was pretty good, no real complaints. It was slightly warmer when I was getting ready to leave but I didn’t have enough patience to do public transit an hour home once again so I opted for an Uber pool that was not badly priced. Got home at like 1:50, at which point I retrieved my almost completed Italian rainbow cookies which I had to cover in chocolate still. So I got them out and melted the chocolate candy coating I’d bought for this purpose because it melts really smoothly and is easy to deal with, which it was, and spread it over the top then put it in the fridge to harden for half an hour while I changed and grabbed stuff to get ready. Depending on how snow turned out we wanted to be prepared about the possibility of getting stranded in Milwaukee overnight if it were snowing because Jess’ windshield wipers have been frozen to her car for a few weeks so if that wasn’t remedied and it snowed we could’ve been fucked, so I grabbed a bag and packed pajamas/meds in case we needed to drive back early tomorrow morning. Half an hour later I took the cookies out of the fridge and cut them into actual cookie pieces because it was just one giant cake like thing that had been assembled in layers and now has to be cut. The chocolate cracked a lot on top while I was cutting it despite my efforts to warm up the knife some so that wouldn’t happen, which I was semi-frustrated about but I also knew it was inevitable up to some point because these cookies just tend to be very messy and difficult to keep assembled, but overall I wasn’t that mad. I put them in two Tupperware containers, one for my fridge and one to take with me so Jess can take them to work with her tomorrow (her coworkers are definitely under the impression that we’re lesbians and this will not help that at all but it’s funny). Shortly afterwards Jess came and picked me up and we were off on our way to Milwaukee. So we made most of the drive ok, we were seeing if we could unfreeze her wipers by keeping the heat and the defroster on for the like hour we were driving up to the first Culver’s when we cross over the Wisconsin border (because cheese curds) but they were still frozen in place. So we got food/ice cream (I got ice cream and cheese curds, Jess just got cheese curds and a coke) which we ate there and talked to a few teenage employees who noticed our P!ATD shirts (that we bought yesterday) and asked if we were going to the concert. When we were ready to head out we looked up where there was like an auto shop store of some sort in the general direction we were going and headed there to see if the windshield wiper issue could be fixed. Jess’ little brother had said to get some de-icer fluid to pour over them that should help and we found that but then we talked to an employee who brought us this can of spray (which was much cheaper than a like, gallon of wiper fluid) that was for that specific purpose and had like a scraper at the end of it to assist in removing ice. So we checked out and returned to the parking lot to do this thing. We turned the car on (because heat) and started spraying it everywhere and trying to remove ice where we could. They were pretty solidly frozen so at first them were just like not moving at all but we kept spraying and trying to get them to move and idk if it was something in the spray or just like prolonged exposure to ice but both of us had like, the most painfully frozen fingers while trying to do this, like ohmygoodness it was SO BAD like my fingers have gone numb before but this was just like raw pain and SO COLD so this was truly torture but we kept spraying (and like we were wearing gloves but neither of them were waterproof because we got the same ones from forever 21 in like October when we were freezing in NYC so they were just getting wet and not helping) but we kept fucking spraying and slowly, painfully, we got the wipers free and felt very victorious and then returned to the car to drive the rest of the way and try to unfreeze our very frozen fingers which took like 20 minutes to regain full feeling in our fingers. So we drove the rest of the way to Milwaukee and to the concert venue which when then parked a bit down the street from for the venue that was $15 because the attached parking garage was $40 and we ain’t about that 😂 so we parked and walked and got on a relatively short outdoor line to go through the metal detectors and get our tickets scanned. When I got the tickets from stubhub they were like “must print! Don’t just have it on your phone!!” so I printed them and then we got there and the lady was like “do you have them on your phone? We don’t actually do printed tickets at the venue at all” and I was on top of my shit and had them pulled up on my phone (and because Jess was pestering me to have them ready to go) so we got through without issue. We were up in the nosebleed seats way at the top that had a very steep incline with concrete steps which I am so not about after watching a woman fall down such steps at my cousin’s graduation like two years ago and it was absolutely horrifying so ever since that I’ve been very paranoid about such steps so I was not happy about those but I managed to get to our seats which I was mostly okay with as long as I wasn’t looking directly down and at the stage area instead, lol. So when we got in there there was a girl with a not-excellent blonde wig on singing with two male dancers, so they did that for a while, apparently her name was Betty Who and she was Australian, to her credit she was definitely u Sent from my iPhone

so that was me getting home and emailing my draft from my notes on my phone to my laptop where I will continue typing it now. I just bought like 6 songs off iTunes that I knew but didn’t own lol because the same one is stuck in my head, but now I write. but singer lady to her credit was definitely singing live so that is good. they had a second opener then, two feet, who was fine, they were just...not P!ATD.....and that went on till like 8 so we’d been there for an hour and we’re like....can they just come out now please? but then they’re offstage for a bit and then a ten minute timer appears and that counts down to when they actually get onstage. The musicians were like on three slightly elevated squares in the back of the stage, three brass instrumentalists, a drum set, a set of stringed instruments (two violins and a cello, I believe) who were only onstage for some songs, and then there were there two guitar players (one female, which was cool) at the corners and then there was a front triangular stage area coming out from that (because it was like the symbol of their new album or some shit like that) and then finally as the timer hit zero Brendon Urie popped up to the stage from a little circular area and he like came up relatively fast and jumped as he did so it was just like he was shot out onto the stage, lol. I know they're a band and not just a singer, but he was definitely doing at least 75% of the work. There were some backup vocals from the guitarists but most of it was just him. He had really intense stamina, I know doing a tour like they’re doing takes a ton of energy and he was on top of it the whole time, and his voice was very strong, he used his falsetto a lot and there was never like, a sour note or anything (I know he was in Kinky Boots for a bit and you could tell he had a Broadway-caliber voice). But they started with the newer stuff of course some of which I knew and then brought a piano up and did Nine in the Afternoon which was fun. Then he made his way through the crowd which took like an enter song because he was stopping to hug like every person on the way and it was really cute, at one point there was apparently a nun in the audience and he was like “sister, I’m so glad you’re here!” and he found a kid at one point and talked to him for a few moments which was cute. But he eventually made his way to the back area where there was like vocal equipment and such and there was a piano, not sure if it was the same one or not, that’d been lowered down on a circular stand onto which he got and then he proceeded to play a song while they lifted the piano on the stand up into the air and flew it over the crowd all the way back to the stage and like. I was having so much secondhand anxiety watching him lol which is literally ALL PHANTOM OF THE OPERA’S FAULT because this never used to be a thing but now I’m always like “what if that falls????” and I’m not great with heights sometimes too so I was cringing a bit at that lol but it was overall very impressive. All of the music was very good, prior to when they came onstage they had passed down the row these little pink paper hearts which said on them to put over your phone light during the song “Girls/Girls/Boys” so when that came on we did it and like, whoever organized this whole thing (apparently her name is Leah, so thanks Leah) did a really fucking good job because each like second had the same color hearts but all differed from each other and then the floor seats had a bunch of random colored ones that created a very rainbow effect whereas the other seating areas were more of the blocks of color on the other LGBT flags (or that’s what I thought of it, at least). I’m pretty sure he ended up with like, three pride flags by the end of the song from the audience, he was holding one, had one on as a cape, and then had another one somewhere and like, it was honestly really touching and I was basically on the verge of tears lol it was just so sweet and well done, it was a really good moment. I was happy to see that I did recognize at least a majority of their stuff, I didn't like, follow them super closely over the years but I knew their major stuff and some of their new stuff, so I was satisfied with that, and a lot of the new stuff I’d heard around enough to have a general idea of what it was (the whole thing that started this was the song “High Hopes” because back when we were trying to win Jingle Ball tickets by calling into radio stations every single time the song they’d play to signal the time to call in was High Hopes so it kinda became our joke and then we ended up at the concert, lol). Then when the concert “ended” they of course came back for an encore, during which they sang the classic “I Write Sins Not Tragedies” which he described as “the song that started it all” for them and they had like shots from the music video on the screens at the back of the stage which was definitely a blast from the past lol but it was very fulfilling to see in concert all these years later. He was saying that he’s pretty much been doing this for 15 years now since he was 17 and just like how thankful he is for all his fans that come out and make all this possible and I was feeling very soft about all of it, lol. But yeah, I think that’s the highlights, the whole thing was really very good and I enjoyed it a lot. Once it ended for real we headed out, we were both thirsty but of course all the food vendors had closed up by then and we opted to skip the very long bathroom line on the thought that we’d hit up a gas station or mcdonalds once we get on the freeway. We managed to find the back staircase which was much less crowded than the escalators/main stairs so we managed to make it down relatively quickly. Walked back to the parking garage and made it to the car, only to be stuck in a very long line to check out because the people running the parking garage decided to have people pay going out instead of coming in, and then we discovered they were only accepting card and not cash, so this all resulted in a very, very long and slow moving line that spanned several floors of the parking garage and we had to have spent a solid 25 minutes waiting to get out of the damn place, and Jess was getting nauseous at this point so we just really wanted to get out of there. We finally made it to the front and had to scramble to get a card instead of the exact change we had ready for them in cash 🙄 but then at least we were free and got to the freeway relatively quickly. It had started to snow at this point so visibility in general and especially seeing the lane dividers on the road were getting very difficult to see and like I’ve dealt with that before driving and it’s really fucking scary so Jess was definitely starting to panic, at one point we tried to pull off and run to a gas station but the road was like that we couldn't get to the damn thing from where we were and she was just so anxious at this point we said fuck it and just powered the way through the rest of the way home. Once we got off the freeway the visibility was a lot better since there are like, streetlights and shit, so we could relax a bit after that. But yeah, made it the rest of the way home, Jess dropped me off and I got inside my apartment, changed into my pajamas and then continued writing this and now I am here. It’s just past 2 am but I didn’t take my meds until like 30-ish minutes ago so they’re just really starting to kick in now. I should probably at least try to go to sleep though, not that I have anything in particular I have to do tomorrow but staying up too late is never really a good idea, so I’m going to attempt to go to sleep now, we’ll see how that goes. Goodnight loves. Hope your Monday doesn’t suck.

[takuppuru]

English Version

Hey hey! ^-^ I made this account so I can explain my OC of Undertale based in Sans, well let's start n-n

Name: Fluss!Sans

Who is?

Fluss is a Sans who used the 6 Souls along with Frisk to break the barrier, and thanks to Frisk's determination and a bit of himself, they were all able to survive.

History

(Everything happens just like in Undertale, one small difference is that Sans is more shy and protective of people who are important to him. Flowey disappeared for some unknown reason after first showing up when Frisk fell underground. The big difference occurs when Frisk goes to fight Asgore)

Frisk enters the "Judgment Hall", to fight against Asgore, when suddenly Sans shows up to wish Frisk good luck, and take care. He proceeds to walk past Frisk before leaving, putting his hand on Frisk's shoulder and saying, "We're all counting on you."

(Everything goes normally, Frisk talks to Asgore and their battle begins, Frisk, getting infected with Sans's kindness, decides not to hurt Asgore at any time, resulting in Frisk's near death)

Frisk being weakened and about to receive the final hit, Sans appears, saving Frisk and dodging Asgore's attack. Asgore yelling him and asks why he did that, and Sans tells him that violence is not the solution, and as much as Asgore is also an important person, he won't let him hurt Frisk.

(They start to fight and Frisk eats the cake that Toriel made for him, Asgore notices the cake, he begins to have memories of what happened with Asriel and Toriel, he realized that what he was doing was wrong, and stop attacking)

Sans explains to Asgore that they could destroy the barrier if Frisk can convince the 6 Souls to do so. Frisk releases the Souls and begins a long talk. After a while Frisk appears with the 6 Souls at his sides, telling Sans and Asgore that they are ready to destroy the barrier. The Souls surround Sans, while he is very nervous but determined to destroy the barrier, Frisk grants his Soul too, and Sans starts the "Spell" to destroy the barrier, while doing so, he remembers the times he enjoyed with each soul (Child), the times they laughed out loud and played. Right after destroying the barrier the Souls start to slowly disappear, but Frisk refused to disappear, Sans seeing the Souls disappear little by little, starts crying and tells Frisk, it would have been great to let them see the surface. Frisk without thinking twice, begins to surround the Souls and an intense Red color begins to come out of Frisk's Soul, the disappearance of the Souls begins to stop and reverses, they begin to assemble again, Sans observes the "Miracle" that Frisk was doing. After a few seconds a red flash comes out, and then turns a rainbow color, Sans observes what happened after being blinded by the flash, and sees that there is a "colored ball" floating, which is quickly approaching Sans, he surprised while he watches his soul and the "Ball of colors" begins to Merge with him, Sans doesn't feel pain, but he feels relieved for some reason, after a few seconds Sans opens his eyes and feels a little dizzy, with vague memories of what happened, he gets up and starts looking for Frisk, he begins to remember what happened, he tears up when he remembers that the Souls disappeared, but suddenly Frisk is in front of him, and tells him that everything is fine, Frisk managed to save the Souls, Sans confused, asks Frisk what happened, and after saying the last word, the souls appear in front of him, Sans is surprised and more tears come out, but this time of happiness, Frisk explains that they and Frisk achieved Merge the souls and used his own Soul as a Vessel, thanks to the Determination, the Souls can continue to exist.

(After that, Sans starts talking to all the Souls, they come to the surface and everything continues just like the True Pacifist route, only this time, Sans has all 7 souls along with him, and everyone started calling him "Fluss")

Personality

Fluss is someone quiet, calm, empathetic and ambiverted, shy and quiet with new people, but once he gets confident, he turns out to be someone with a huge and warm heart, someone honest and kind. He likes to protect the people that he considers important.

He is someone who overthinks everything a lot, which is bad but good at the same time (in combat).

Curiosities

-Fluss comes from the German, which means Flow-Fusion.

-Fluss HATES when his friends get hurt (don't do it).

-He has a good eye with things, good reflexes, and good intuition, he can sense people's vibes and intentions.

-He hates lies.

-His favorite food is noodles with any sauce or cream.

-His birthday is April 3.

-He likes video games, especially shooting games.

-He likes to play with his GasterBlasters.

-His favorite color is Black and Purple.

-His native language is Spanish, but he can understand English perfectly and write it, but he has a hard time speaking it.

-He is right-handed.

-He likes to give compliments but it is difficult for him to say them because of his shyness.

-He is taller than the other Sans.

-He likes hoodies with hats without pockets and zippers (Better known as Kangaroo Hoodie)