#babushka answers

[fiddles-ifs]

you doung multiple projects at the same time partially out of spite is so petty and i fucking love it. get their ass bro LMAO

One thing you must know is that I was raised by a collective of ancient Eastern European women. I will die on any hill and do anything for spite.

[dlstmxkakwldrlarchive]

the singles shooting behind… funny how he looks just like my man…..

HEY🫵🏾🫵🏾 it's OUR man

[eyesofcuriosity]

⚑ Have you been forgiven for a mistake you’ve made? ♛ Have you ever seen drama be maturely sorted out? ♞ Do you tend to ignore drama?

⚑ Have you been forgiven for a mistake you’ve made?

/Yes and no it depends on the person. I'm very open-minded but also stubborn person. It all comes to a perspective in my opinion I may as have offended people with my action but I will always want to know how exactly? It is a bit saddening when people don't give you a clear response since well...how can one improve? Then again I'm not saint I have also stepped away from people that I don't feel close to. If its someone I consider a friend or I want to be friends with well then I want to talk and try to mend things.

to sum it up: eh...

♛ Have you ever seen drama be maturely sorted out?

/Actually yes and it happened pretty recently a dear neighbor ;) and a new blog I started following had an issue and honestly, they took it like an adult and provided their own perspective on the issue. Which made me warm up to them quickly.

♞ Do you tend to ignore drama?

/Depends what kind of drama it is? But for the most part I try to stay away, if its about irl situation things that are out of our control....yeah man I cant deal with that I'm already too tired. If its something community related to it include people I know of...I miiiiiight pay attention to see how things are going.

[parcai]

WHAT ARE THE BIRTHDAY PLANS YOU SICKO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT ARE WE DOING!!!!!!!!!!

📞🤨 hello authorities id like 2 report a suspicious person

[stargazer-sims]

TLC (3)

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Nikolai: Look, Sasha, who's that? Is it Grandma?

Alexander: *squeals*

Elena: You used to make that same noise whenever your Grandpa came home from work, Kolya. You always got excited to see him.

Nikolai: I'm not sure if I should be embarrassed or amused by that

Elena: Amused. It's much better for your mental health.

Alexander: *happy noises*

Elena: Come here, Sasha. Let Grandma give you a cuddle.

Nikolai: Thanks for agreeing to take him.

Elena: I should be thanking you. I get to close the shop tomorrow and spend the entire day with my grandbaby.

Nikolai: You're going to close the shop? Where are Deb and Rose?

Elena: Debbie is on holiday with her husband, and Rose had dental surgery yesterday, so she's taking a few days off. I do give my employees personal time, you know.

Nikolai: I never assumed you didn't. This is going to inconvenience your customers though, isn't it?

Elena: Any more than you staying home tomorrow is going to inconvenience everyone at the rink? They'll survive a little inconvenience.

Nikolai: Okay, point made.

Elena: Silly Daddy, worrying about inconveniencing people. Everyone knows the world revolves around you, don't they, Sasha?

Nikolai: I'm pretty sure he does think that, actually.

Elena: As he should. Have you packed his bag yet?

Nikolai: No, not yet. I kinda had my hands full with Mishka, and I was busy making Sasha's formula for you. Oh, he should eat before he goes, speaking of that. When I got home, he and Mishka were both passed out on the couch, so I have no idea when Mishka last fed him. He's probably starving.

Elena: I'll feed him.

Nikolai: Thanks. Would you mind packing his bag too?

Elena: Of course.

Nikolai: Mishka made you a list, although you probably don't need it.

Elena: I'll look at it, since he went to the trouble of making it. Then you can tell him I checked off everything on it.

Nikolai: Thank you. He'll appreciate that. He's really worried about being away from Sasha for the night.

Elena: That's not surprising. I was beside myself the first time I left you and your sister overnight. Grandpa took good care of you, but that didn't stop me from wanting to burst into tears every time I thought about how much you might be missing me.

Nikolai: So, it's normal? Mishka isn't overreacting because of his anxiety?

Elena: Well, I can't say if he's overreacting or not since I haven't seen him, but if you're asking if it's scary to leave your baby with your in-laws overnight for the first time, then the answer is yes. No matter how much you love and trust them, they're not your parents and there's bound to be a tiny bit of doubt.

Nikolai: I never thought of it like that. I guess that explains why I'm not as worried as him.

Elena: That, and you've always been fairly unflappable. It must be hard for little Mishka, not having his own mother here.

Nikolai: I think so. He talks to her almost every day, but it's not the same as being close by. She's coming to see us before the end of the summer though, and I think Vika is coming with her too, so that'll be good for him.

Elena: And for this little one as well. Your babushka is going to travel a very long way to meet you, Sasha, and I know she's going to fall in love with you.

Nikolai: I hope she does. I got the impression she's really coming for Mishka, not for Sasha or me. She's not a huge fan of mine, and neither her nor Dr. Vasiliev are particularly thrilled by the whole science baby situation.

Elena: Dr. Vasiliev? You don't call your father-in-law by his name?

Nikolai: You met him at our wedding. Would you call him Ivan?

Elena: You're asking the wrong person. You know I would, if for no other reason than to knock some of the pride out of him.

Nikolai: I don't think I'm as brave as you. The man intimidates me.

Elena: Don't let him do that. He may not like you, but he doesn't have the right to intrude on your happiness, or to impose his opinions on your family. If he's not pleased with Mishka's choices, that's entirely his problem. You and Mishka are grown men, and you don't need anyone's permission or approval to create the life you want for yourselves.

Nikolai: I... yeah. I'm not going to tell him that.

Elena: If I ever see him in person again, I might. If we can embrace little Mishka and welcome him as part of our family, the least your father-in-law can do for you is have the courtesy to respect you.

Nikolai: Remind me never to get on your bad side.

Elena: Don't worry. I can't even imagine what you'd have to do for that to happen.

Nikolai: I know I don't say this enough, but I'm really glad you're my mother.

Elena:That goes both ways, and it goes for Mishka too. I'm honestly glad to call him my bonus child, and I'm especially glad we have this little man. Your father and I don't even care about that science lab business. As far as we're concerned, Sasha is perfect. How you and Mishka had him doesn't change anything.

Nikolai: That means a lot.

Elena: It's the truth.

Elena: There we go, little man. You're all done with your late dinner. Can you burp?

Nikolai: You should probably have a towel or something. He spits up a lot.

Elena: Grandma doesn't mind a little spit. That's what the washing machine is for.

Nikolai: You think Grandma can teach Daddy how to have a stronger stomach? The first time he spit up on me, let's just say he wasn't the only one doing it.

Elena: *laughing* You didn't tell me that before.

Nikolai: It was a little embarrassing to admit. Mishka's like you, though. It doesn't seem to bother him, and he doesn't use a towel on his shoulder either.

Elena: It gets easier, I promise. Here, why don't you wash his face, and then maybe you can hang out with your father for a bit while I pack his bag.

Nikolai: Okay.

Mike: You were in there for a long time.

Nikolai: Sorry about that. Sasha had to eat, and Mama wanted to feed him, so I just stayed in there to talk. You could've came in too, if you wanted to.

Mike: It's fine. The cats were keeping me entertained.

Nikolai: They're not very good conversationalists.

Mike: Neither am I, so it worked out.

Nikolai: You shouldn't underestimate yourself. Being shy doesn't mean you have nothing to talk about.

Mike: Have I ever told you how much like your grandfather you are? That sounds like something he'd tell me.

Nikolai: Being told I'm like Grandpa is a compliment.

Mike: That's how I meant it. What's your mother still doing in Sasha's room, by the way? I thought you'd both be done in there.

Nikolai: She's putting some stuff together for him. I didn't have a chance to do it before you guys got here. Mishka needed me, and I was kind of frazzled trying to figure out how to do all the things by myself.

Mike: I guess it's a good thing that we're running off with the grandbaby, then.

Nikolai: As long as you bring him back.

Mike: You know your mother. She'd keep him forever if she thought she could get away with it.

Nikolai: She could, but then she'd have to keep Mishka too. It took some convincing for him to let you take Sasha for the night. If you don't bring him back tomorrow afternoon, I wouldn't put it past Mishka to come looking for him, sick or not.

Mike: We'll bring him back. If Mishka isn't feeling better by tomorrow evening, maybe your mother can stay here with you for a couple of days instead.

Nikolai: Could you manage by yourself? Like, with meals and everything?

Mike: Probably not, but you have a kitchen. I'd just come here to eat.

Nikolai: Why don't you just come and stay as well? That'd make more sense.

Mike: Well, if you insist...

Nikolai: *laughing*

Alexander: *giggling*

Mike: Did he just laugh too?

Nikolai: Yeah, he's been doing that for about a week now. He does it when he sees somebody he likes. Mishka, me, Beth-Anne... He goes wild when he sees Beth-Anne.

Elena: *from the doorway* Look what Grandma has, Sasha! It's your overnight bag.

Alexander: *excited squeaking*

Mike: I guess the sleepover is already off to a good start.

Nikolai: Sasha, you be good for Grandma and Grandpa, okay? Don't give them too much trouble. Papa and I will see you tomorrow.

Mike: Don't worry. We'll look after him, and I'm sure he won't give us any problems.

Nikolai: I know you'll take good care of him. We're going to miss him, that's all.

Elena: We'll call you in the morning so you can say hello. And you tell Mishka not to worry. He can FaceTime me as much as he wants.

Nikolai: I'll suggest he tries to keep the FaceTime calls to a reasonable amount.

Elena: What did I just say, Nikolai? As often as he wants. I don't want him to feel like he can't check in. That's not going to help him learn to trust us, is it? Better for him to call me twenty times to assure himself I'm taking care of his baby as well as he could than to give him a reason to think we don't want him to know what we're up to.

Nikolai: I guess you're right.

Elena: Of course I'm right. Eventually, Mishka won't be so upset about being away from Sasha, but you have to let him work up to that point. You shouldn’t rush him into anything.

Mike: Like all those kids you teach. You wouldn’t rush them.

Nikolai: Mishka isn’t a kid.

Elena: No, but all of this is new to him.

Nikolai: It’s new to me too.

Elena: It is, but he’s not as resilient as you. I think you imagine risks are like speed bumps. For him, I’d say he sees them more like mountains, and you’re going to need to let him climb at his own pace.

[sgiandubh]

Who are you ?

Dear (probably returning to piss me off) Nagging Anon,

This question is periodically asked. Last time I answered, briefly and cheekily (but honestly) was on July 17th: https://www.tumblr.com/sgiandubh/723050835494502400/who-are-you?source=share

I also doxed myself almost completely, lest you think you are talking to The Babushka Lady or a 55 years old grumpy Swedish man, and also to deny Mordor a comfortable upper hand into blackmailing or trying to scare me (keep running, bitches). With a bit of intellectual resources and two Google clicks (I promise exactly two clicks, not more), you can easily find the rest. Check the archives - they are chock-a-block full with clues.

I am who I always said I was. I see no interest in lying, even if this seems to be the national sport of Mordor.

Now, answers might diverge, if you ask...

*urv - 'the worst of the worst'

Marple - 'a nutcase, pretentious lawyer' (never took the bar path and I explained why in great detail)

Moo - 'an idiot'

Contemplating Outlander - 'a woman with no critical sense... is she really an attorney?'

All this spit and spite amuse me beyond measure. If they were in front of me, in full official capacity, I'd really like to see their faces.

Really.

Right now, I am a rather sleepy person, on an Athenian couch. Listening exactly to this (it's a random playlist, don't dream):

Happy? Sad? Confused?

[sunevial]

Reasons Why You Should Move To The Torn Veil

It's a night market

It's a giant, sprawling, night market full of people from a million worlds who have come to trade and to live and to rest and to find themselves

There's boats with people on them and the people on the boats in the river can sell you things

GOOD

PUBLIC

TRANSIT

A dragon runs the city

Specifically, an undead dragon, who turned her body into ice and now possesses both a giant dragon-sized suit of armor and a smaller humanoid shaped construct, runs the city guard

She gives paladins sworn to the city cool dragon weapons

And she's very excitable

YOU DON'T NEED A CAR. THE STREETCARS MIGHT BE HAUNTED, BUT YOU DON'T NEED TO PAY FOR CAR INSURANCE

There's good liches

Well, morally complex and slightly scary liches, but good liches

One of them runs a library. My friends think the lich that runs the library is hot (not wrong)

Vampire blood bars

Or blood in juice boxes if you prefer that

And art deco vampire speakeasies

These posts about the wildest oneshot I've ever ran will make more sense because I ran that oneshot in the Torn Veil

(i said more sense, not complete sense, the math my friends did still breaks my brain)

STREETCARS, NARROW ROADS THAT DON'T REALLY FIT HUGE CARS, GONDOLAS, FLYING CARRIAGES DRIVEN BY LICENSED PROFESSIONALS

Corner stores and restaurants from every culture, real or otherwise, serving foods that have existed forever and do not exist anymore

Memory river that lets you travel to a million different afterlives

Fishing in the memory river for memories

Slime Carriage Driver

ACCESSIBLE

DENSE

URBAN

HOUSING

I'm queer and mixed SEAsian and this is what happens when I'm allowed to be incredibly self indulgant

The answer is Haunted Spooky Less Fucked Up Sigil, apparently

The massive park full of nature spirits born from plants left at people's gravesites

Necrodancer rave clubs with ghosts playing EDM and power metal

Specifically made constructs that can house ghosts and other spirits, giving them back a semblance of agency after being violently separated from their bodies

Or cause they want a ghost mech

Pop off

CATACOMBS HOUSING SKELETONS FOR THE SKELETON WAR

THE CITY IS FIRMLY ON THE SIDE OF THE SKELETONS

BY THE WAY

IF THAT WASN'T ABUNDANTLY CLEAR

They're used for the defense of the city and are largely controlled by said necrodancers playing the EDM and power metal

It's always dusk

And a little chilly but in a nice way

Well, sometimes it's warmer, the dragon in charge of the city guard can also control the weather

She does that so the farmers can get rain

The skeletons also pick fruit on the farms btw

There's many uses for a skeleton and sometimes those uses are animating it so the skeleton can pick delicate fruit that has to be harvested by hand

A friend of mine loved this place so much that there was a real timeline where he ran a oneshot in the setting before I was able to run a oneshot in the setting

The oneshot took place in a place called the Dead n' Breakfast

It's run by a skeleton who's also a vampire

Her name is Constance

I love her

NO RENT

WHY IS THERE NO RENT YOU MAY ASK

WELL BECAUSE THE CITY JUST MAKES BUILDINGS AND NEW FLOORS TO APARTMENT BUILDINGS APPEAR OUT OF THIN AIR

(you do need to pay a little bit of tax though)

(because while the city has figured out how to make modern buildings, it has not figured out electricity or plumbing or streetcar rails)

btw the city is alive

kinda

sorta

hard to explain

Street Food

Every Street Food Ever

Like if you want some, it's there, and it's real nice and real cheap and sometimes people will just give you food for free

Sometimes a nice ghost makes it for you

Sometimes it's a skeleton babushka

The knowledge that there's other people caught between life and death, that there is a place for the lost and the wandering, that there is a place where life and death have different meanings and that complicated relationships with life and death can be a little less so, that families can reunite long, long after they were supposed to, that there is a place that calls the lost and calls them home and calls them somewhere that is safe, it is a place you can be finally safe

Ghost Macy's

[kafka-ohdear]

hello duck :D since i just came back from a grocery run 💀😭 for brenny and dougley post war or modern au (whatever) what's your thoughts on them going shopping for groceries?? i mean of course dougley is the old married coupleᵀᴹ type and brenny would take meatball with them for sure (yes unfortunately this is exactly what i was thinking when I went for groceries 💀💀)

idk what kind of coincidence is this but my mom just asked me to get some groceries when i was answering this ask 😭

!!!!! alright you got me when you hit send this ask 😈

tw: long ass and random post about my headcanons for them 😭,,,

*

for dougley, i think it's like:

- blakely pays. of course.

- blakely is (un)surprisingly good at choosing fruits & vegetables etc, and he is like a professional yk. he has everything planned out and follows the exact list. nothing more, nothing less.

- dougie? that man doesn't know what is a shopping list. he likes something, he'll buy it.

- maybe i'm delulu rn but i think dougie can literally buy anything (mostly candies and random stuff) because: one, he doesm't meed to pay under any circumstances; two, blakely likes to see him smiles when he gets his favourite treats.

- okay. the neckerchief. based on the fact that blakely handles grocery runs very well, i'm convinced that dougie has tried at least once to tie the neckerchief onto blakely's head in the babushka style (idk im sorry about my poor vocabulary 💀💀,,,).

- blakely didn't resist him doing so, but he's already working on the plot of his revenge on dougie (yes i'm talking about the "coquette" bow 💀...).

- the kids in the supermarket/grocery store likes them (😭 idk because blakely has the grandpa aura to me,,, and dougie surely loves playing with kids) so whenever the kids see them doing grocery, they'd wave at the couple and talk to them.

- blakely does most of the things, and dougie will help him with smaller stuff like putting the groceries into their vehicle or help him carry some of them back home.

- dougie would steal some of the treats or some random stuff when blakely is unpacking the bags, which usually is blakely's.

- blakely knows but he wouldn't say a thing but plots on his great revenge mission instead

*

and in my mind brenny would be like:

- they certainly would bring their child aka meatball along with them whenever they are going out for groceries.

- they have zero clue what to buy for their meals and end up taking loads of random stuff back home.

- brady like canned meat. demarco doesn't. they argue over the problem that demarco throws up whenever he smells canned meat, but brady always wins and gets to buy some because their beloved meatball likes canned meat as well.

- brenny is the kind of couple would buy ice cream or other small treats after getting groceries.

- hmmm i have a feeling they might take a walk around (somewhere near there idk,,,) so meatball could enjoy some fresh air before going home.

- BTW ABOUT THE CLOTHING. i think brady would dress kinda??? like a fashion icon??? and demarco would wear clothes like some random ass guy with white t-shirt and black shorts with some slippers,,,

- demarco packs & unpacks things for almost all the time while brady uses entertaining meatball as an excuse.

- demarco doesn't mind because he loves seeing his two favourite person (i kinda feel like he would refer to them as "creatures" to tease brady 💀) happy together,,,

*

i'm really sorry for this long ass post and shitty headcanons but 😭😭😭 i hope you like them,,,

[gammacousin]

Rebecca Banner Jr.: *answering the phone* “Hello?”

Melina Vostokoff: “My dear. Where is your mother?”

Young Rebecca Banner Jr.: “That sort of depends. She said if Uncle Tony calls, she's in the woods carrying an ax and just buried a body. If Tetya calls, she's on a date with daddy—”

Melina Vostokoff: “-What about me, h-h-honey?”

Young Rebecca Banner Jr.: “She told me to hang up, but we’re in too deep for that, babushka.”

[elfboyeros]

Decorating

It's December which means: Holidays! I'm gonna attempt to have oneshots for some of the universes I have that will come out throughout the months, and here is where we start. Big Masterlist | Purus Sanguis Masterlist

Wilhelm has never been fond of winter weather and the season around it. After hitting middle age, the cold air hurt his old joint, and the snow covering the roads made it more dangerous to leave the house. He hated being trapped in his home, unable to get to his law office, even if the mountains were beautifully covered in snow, and he enjoyed just staring out his large windows with a cup of coffee. His dark house was always devoid of any festive décor during the Christmas season; the only thing he would do during Christmas was give to those in need if he could get out of the house, on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.

However, that was before he had Mrs. Belladonna.

A woman with a talent for decorating amongst over aptitudes has made the winter season more than just enjoyable for the great Mr. Con Vester, along with making their home beautiful and warm (granted she did that every single day of the year).

“Belladonna?” Wilhelm calls, after entering the house, promptly hit with the smell of cherries and cloves, he sighs at the instant feeling of warmth overtaking him as he kicks his shoes off. Taking off his winter coat, scarf, and suit jacket a little concerned that he hasn’t gotten a response he walks toward the living room, “Mein Schawn?” he enquires, seeing the ladder in the archway without her atop it, the living room decorated, a fire in the fireplace, and the Christmas tree up and lit up, before looking at their second story balcony and seeing his wife hanging over the railing attempting to securing large bows and pine garland on the dark wooden railing. “Bela!” he exclaims, seeing her tiny frame almost falling over the railing, “Good Christ! What are you doing!?”

“Hi, my beloved! I’m decorating!” she remarks, cheerfully, “How was your day?”

“It was fine,” He answers, “Would you like help?”

“I’ve got it.”

Wilhelm sighs, before climbing the ladder, “You are going to get me a heart attack, dear, let me help you,” he comments, “I’ll hold it you, you tie it.”

“I don’t know, what you are worried about, I did the ends just fine,” Belladonna mentions.

Wilhelm narrows his eyes at her as she finishes tying the decorations. “Why are you giving me that angry old man look?” she asks.

“You couldn’t have waited until I got home, could you?” he asks. “And you did not just call me old?!”

“I wanted it done,” she answers, “Beloved, you are old. You mention being old at least once a week.”

“Get down here,” Wilhelm commands, softly before descending the ladder.

“Yes sir,” Belladonna replies, heading towards the stairs.

“Stop that!”

Belladonna giggles while making her way downstairs, stopping by the kitchen to turn off the stove to prevent the simmering pot from burning. She grabs Wilhelm and herself a nice warm beverage before finding him lying across the couch with an arm over his eyes. She places the mugs on the coffee table and lays herself on top of him. The arm covering his eyes secured itself around her waist preventing her from moving.

“Are you mad at me?” Belladonna coos.

“Of course not,” Wilhelm mutters.

Belladonna smiles as he kisses her softly. Truly, there is nothing else, no one but the two of them exists and they are the last to be on earth in their beautiful home, or at least that’s what it feels like.

“You just scared me,” Wilhelm sighs when they finally part, brushing his fingers through her hair, “The last thing I want to come home to is you with broken bones because you toppled over the baster.”

“I’m sorry,” she exhales, “I am aware I get a little too excited about Christmas. I will stop messing with the decorations on the balcony without help.”

“Is there a reason you like Christmas so much, mien schwan?”

“Babushka and Mama loved Christmas,” Belladonna begins to explain. “They would decorate and bake the whole month of December, Some of my favorite memories of the both of them are from around the Christmas season. I remember Mama dancing around the kitchen while she made Medovik and Babushka making Christmas dresses for my cousins.”

Wilhelm patiently listens to her as she recalled fond memories, “When they died there was no Christmas, actually no real holidays, but not being able to celebrate Christmas hurt, so when I got married, I thought that maybe I could bring back that joy I had as a small child with the two people that I love the most, but he didn’t care and of course, he would say he hated Christmas, so I stopped celebrating.”

Wilhelm hums, following along with her story. “Thank you for killing him, by the way,” Belladonna remarks before continuing, “I know you’re not too fond of winter and the cold because of your old bones—”

“I’m going to ignore that,” he comments making Belladonna giggle.

“—but being with you made me love Christmas again. Being able to decorate, bake, volunteer, and just do things with you makes every year more exciting than the last,” she adds, “Like most things, you have given me the chance to live again and actually love life.”

“Where are you going?”

Wilhelm smiles he may not be fond of the cold, but she’s given him a reason to “take Christmas seriously."

Watching her rise up and off of him, he soon follows, sitting up as if to chase after her and the warmth he feels with her in his arms.

“To finish decorating,” she answers, getting off the couch, “I still need to put the wreath together, and I want to put the metal tree stacks down the walkway outside.”

“Can’t this wait until tomorrow?” Wilhelm asks.

“If I get it done this afternoon, I get to spend more time with you tomorrow.”

Wilhelm hums happily, following her out of the living room, “Wait one second,” he remarks, grabbing her wrist as she walks toward where she had all the boxes of Christmas decorations.

Spinning her around to face, she giggles as he pulls her close and embraces her. As she constantly sighs in his ear with her arms around his neck both warm and at peace. “Come get me if you need any help whatsoever,” Wilhelm mutters as his lips trail down to her collarbone, causing Belladonna to arch her back against him.

“I’ll come get you when I get ready to go outside,” she hums before he lets her go.

“Are you sure you want my old bones to get out in the cold?” he jokes.

“You’ll be fine. You've spent over 300 winters with your old bones,” she retorts, kissing his cheek, “and I’ll always want your old bones.”

Wilhelm chuckles watching her walk off to a random room in their house, he’ll never say it out loud, but she’s made him love Christmas.

[lorei-writes]

Omg Lorei, I desperately need to know what Kicho wears to bed 😝

(Or if you don’t write/hc for him…maybe Mitsuhide instead!)

Eyo!

I don't really write Kicho, but hey! It's a weekend party, so let's try anyway. Two for the price of one deal!

Kicho

Based on his appearance alone, I think he doesn't sleep all that much. It is just a conjecture, but I personally wouldn't be surprised if it got worse over time, with the timeline of Sen Act II being the peak of his sleeplessness. He's dealing with many not so nice people to put it lightly, after all. It wouldn't be safe to let his guard down for too long, especially not with the Oda after him...

With all that in mind, I think he may not have any designated nightwear, at least not unless he's really unwell and resting. I'd guess that his sleeping schedule consists of a series of naps caught throughout the day (possibly when he cannot avoid falling asleep), still dressed in his normal attire.

Mitsuhide

Ah, I think practicality in the face of danger wins with this one too. He probably undresses just to his underkimono layer (hadajuban?) and sleeps in that. The plainest yukata under the sun (so plain the sun wonder how it appeared under the sun; the answer is Mitsuhide Akechi and his spending habits on anything that's not a necessity) if he's feeling fancy.

As for why... Well, he not only cannot keep himself fed (random leaves and surprise bowls of possibly eldrich origins do not count), he naps. Like a cat. And cats sleep like those very devoted babushkas occupying front row seats in the church -- just lightly enough to say "Amen" and nod along.

It is just fast. It might have been faster (and more convenient) to sleep in the nude. However, in case of ambush, that poses the threat of having his... shlong. Wonder rod. Drill head.

cut off. clean. or not clean. not that it'd matter.

The point is, it's probably good to have something in the way there to prevent excessive dingly-dangling.

Weekend Party

[maridotnet]

Get to know you game! Answer the questions and tag 9 people you want to know better.

:DD aww omg thank you @bittersweetresilience for the tag, i'm so proud of myself for actually seeing it lolol

Last song listened to: something by fleetwood mac? probably Silver Springs or Edge of Seventeen! I've been working my way through their music lately, presumably in preparation for my male manipulator era

Currently watching: Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Currently reading: The Way of Kings and a book of poetry my sister got me for Christmas, also my textbooks for the semester :')

Currently obsessed with: writing things by hand, hot water bottles at the foot of my bed, a jar of caramel my friend made me, dipping bread in soup, wearing silk scarves over my head babushka-style for protection against the wintry humidity

@yunyin @mozzygan @nemaliwrites @pisoprano @celestialtitania @torvalvt @rosekasa @monpetitchattriste @kasienda @i-wiggle-i-squirm-bc-i-am-a-worm

[sylviareviar]

Okay, so just to let everyone know, I guess I should give some context for why I've been a bit more active lately.

First of all, my mom left about a week ago for Israel to tend to her mother-- my grandmother, Babushka Sveta-- who had fallen (multiple times, and she even HID it from us!) and landed in the hospital needing an emergency surgery on her lungs.

Babushka Sveta told my mom she was fine, over and over, and when my mom asked, "Aren't you scared to go into surgery?" Babushka couldn't give a proper answer.

She was scared, and she died scared. After the operation, she was intubated so she could be fed through her neck. In trying to remove the tube, she became unstable, so they had to do another operation to try and save her life.

The doctor had other patients to attend to, so the operation was delayed by two days. After they finally got to her, they said it may take her a few days to wake up.

A few days passed. Today, she passed away roughly an hour ago as of writing this post.

Meanwhile, while my mom had been away in Israel, I had been left alone with my younger sibling to take care of and feed them. They're only two years younger than me (so, they're grown-up), but they have joint problems and depression, and it's difficult for them to care for themself without external prodding. I've been making sure they at least eat breakfast and dinner, since they have an aversion to food as well.

Up until now, I've been trying to keep myself happy so I could take care of my sibling, manage upkeep of the house AND us both, as well as keeping up with homework. That's why I've been so active on Tumblr lately; my muse came back and I've been trying to be a lot more attentive to myself.

Long story short: Babushka Sveta just passed away, so I may be a bit more selective with posts right now. I also may be even more active or less active, I have no idea. But I'm not going to stop RPing because I need the distraction right now. Sorry for not saying anything sooner, everyone.

[ggebba]

Im not sure if you are familiar with him or not but is Klim Kostin a tatar muslim as well? I’ve noticed from some of his previous ig stories that he went to one of his cousins/childhood friend’s wedding (unsure) and one thing i realized that most of his female relatives were wearing the hijab (definitely wasnt tied in the usual babushka style.

Hi 👋 Klim Kostin is an Orthodox Christian. I don't know which storyis you're talking about (I hardly ever go on Instagram), but in Russia Christians, Muslims and other different religions live and coexist peacefully.

And not to be unsubstantiated, I'll give an example, in the form of an excerpt from Klim's interview about religion:

-You seem very religious. Even the screen saver on your phone has a cross on it. How'd you come by it?

- My mom's very religious. She doesn't miss Sunday services, she can go on a weekday. Especially during the playoffs. A bishop I know, a big hockey fan, is always watching me. They pray that everything goes well for me.

I also try to thank God when something works out, and when it doesn't - to ask (for help). I believe that everything that works out is with God's help.

- Did you take communion?

- After moving to Moscow at the age of 11, I came to Penza every year and took communion before my birthday. The last time I took communion was in St. Louis. And now I'm back in Russia, and something distracts me. I think I will go, but I never get there.

- What is it like in churches in North America? Do they read the prayers in Russian or in English?

- In the Orthodox church in Edmonton, the service was in English. In St. Louis - in Russian. In Los Angeles there are a couple of churches where the service is purely in Russian. And there are some where they combine them, and the service lasts four hours instead of two. First they read in Russian, then in English. I was there, but I didn't make it to the end.

In Edmonton, I used to say morning prayers before practice and night prayers before bed. I usually spent about five minutes. I asked the priest if I could shorten the prayers so that I didn't have to read for 40 minutes. He said that what you believe and what is in your heart is enough.

- When you pass by churches, do you baptize every time?

- Yes, always. It has become a habit and sometimes I don't even notice it. It scares some people.

The full interview in Russian: https://www.sports.ru/amp/post/3173499/

It feels like all hockey players from Penza are very religious 😁

I hope I answered your question ☺️

[theheightofdishonor]

I found my answer to the babushka nanon problem. My school president takes place in 2022-23 and bad buddy presumably comes out around the same time it does irl which means Nanon's age in msp can also be extrapolated to be the same as it is irl. Pine and August's backstory takes place in 2019 (as proven by a dated poster of wayu) and since present day takes place 10 years later, that means the jungle takes place in 2029 making actor/msp/bb Nanon 28 turning 29. The Nanon twins are probably around 16 in the flashbacks which would make them around 26 in the present time and slightly younger.

There is also a nonzero chance that Wayu who was acting in TV serials at the same time as Nanon was shooting BB also knows actor!Nanon or is at least aware of him leading to the potential of the Nanons all being aware of each other. Personally, I wouldn't put it past Nanfah to commit identity fraud, just saying. (Esp because hes already pretended to be Nannam for presumably years)

[mythicalmagical-monkeyman]

Ma's favorite type of bread?

so @fellow-fandom-fruitifier asked me my favorite type of bread so now I need to answer this question

Ma really likes white bread buns, Zhu family styled banana bread, or the biscuits her babushka makes